give up.

Sometimes it also takes courage.

Especially in the face of huge benefits that are within your fingertips, being able to resist being moved and being able to stick to your beliefs will undoubtedly require great perseverance.

If he had not had the experience of being a human being in his second lifetime and had not seen the turbulence of the change of dynasties of more than 2,000 former times, Li Yuan might have been impulsive and ordered the entire army to go to Xianyang.

Observe Guanzhong and prosper the Qin Dynasty.

A year after Xianyang was captured by the Chu people, a Qin army would appear in the heart of the Guanzhong Plain as a winner. How shocking would it be to have such a scene? Unfortunately, after being dazzling, it will inevitably lead to serious sequelae. Before the various princes in Guandong were officially killed to the death, Li Yuan did not want to expose his strength so quickly.

What Li Yuan needs now is the accumulation of real strength, and rushing to assist the border troops is a necessary step.

The tenth day of the first lunar month.

Li Yuan gathered a total of 16,000 infantry and cavalry under his command, and used Luo Jia's cavalry as the vanguard to advance. He went north along the road to reinforce the border troops. Fifty miles south of Gaonu City, Luo Jia's army encountered the tribe of the Eleven Marquis of Guifang. The two sides fought fiercely. The Qin crossbow cavalry beat up the crossbow arrows that were scattered on the mountains and seas, and shot the Eleven Marquis into a hedgehog. The defeat came, and the leader of the Guifang tribe Jiuhou was shocked.

Outside Gaonu City.

In the coalition camp, there was a loud noise.

"Ambassador Sumeru, it has been ten days since. Where is the Hun army you mentioned? Why don't we see any shadow? Now, tens of thousands of Qin army are oppressing us, what should we do?" Jiuhou shouted at Sumeru Butong at the top of his lungs. The death of the Eleventh Marquis allowed him to see the strength gap between the Guifang and the Qin army.

Even if there is only a corner of the western border, the strength of Qin State is not something that a mere Guifang tribe can do. As for other small tribes, there is no need to mention it.

The crisis of extermination hangs above my head, and the nine lords are not sad or angry. The lessons of Lou Fan's past are right in front of me. The once powerful Lou Fan tribe can only become a tragic ending for working for people in the Central Plains.

"What are the Jiuhou worried about? The Wuding River is too small. This prairie is vast and the earth is vast. There are places where all the warriors gallop. My great Chanyu has already prepared a banquet and is waiting for the leaders to go to the meeting." Xumi Butong laughed and ignored the Jiuhou's glaring eyes.

"You, hum, the Huns want to annex us, and they also want to ask me whether the warriors of the Ghost Party agrees with each other?" Jiuhou sneered, and said in one sentence that broke the sinister intention of Sumeru Butong.

"Hun barbarians, what did you say?"

"Kill him, kill this bastard-!"

"Haha, you are too ignorant. Now you realize that it's too late. Kill me, Sumeru Butong. If you are defeated by the Qin people, I think where do you settle down?" Sumeru Butong laughed and shouted, with a very proud expression.

In the tent, the warriors sent by the tribes were in an uproar. For them, the Wuding River and the Dahe River Basin were the places where they lived for generations and the sacred sacrifice place left to them by their ancestors. There was no last resort, and no tribe would embark on a long journey of migration that was unknown to the end.

The coalition forces were cowardly before fighting.

The already old and weak Jiuhou could not suppress the troops of various tribes. In desperation, he had to disperse the military and turn back to the Guifang tribe's garrison.

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Compared with the severely divided tribal coalition forces, whether it is the Qin army led by Li Yuan or the Menghu border army trapped in the city, they are much stronger than their opponents in terms of unity and discipline.

Although Gaonu City is not high, it is an insurmountable barrier for tribal warriors who are only good at fighting in the field and not good at siege.

Inside the city.

The Border Army General Meng Hu's eye socket was deep, and his wide battle robe was covered with an empty feeling of weakness. It has been seventeen days since he was besieged until now.

Cattle and sheep were killed, war horses were also killed. Everything that could be eaten in the city had been collected and unified by Sima in the army. In this way, private armed fights between border people continued to occur, which made Meng Hu very anxious and anxious for a moment.

In the city, the number of border residents stranded reached 40,000. With the guards, the daily supply of these tens of thousands made the young Meng Hu feel more stressed. At this time, he truly admired Li Yuanzhu.

In the same situation, Li Yuan had encountered the retreat at the beginning of Yongqi. However, Li Yuan wanted to take the lead and searched for a lot of food and fodder from the Xianyang Treasury and other places early. Meng Hu really couldn't learn this unpredictable foresight, so he could only give in.

The word "Li!" appeared clearly on the Qin army flags clearly separated from black and white. When the scouts looking up at the city tower rewarded him and found the Qin army's black flags in the distance, Meng Hu was so excited that he couldn't help but burst into tears.

The word Li on the flag is naturally impossible to be Li Bi.

Li Bi is just a small commander. Even if he leads his army, he will not exceed one thousand people at most. Now, the army formations in the distance are showing that this is an army of tens of thousands of people.

"It's General Li coming. Order the entire army to prepare to attack!" Meng Hu was so energetic that he shouted hoarsely.

"Reinforcements have arrived, Daqin, Daqin, blood will not flow, and will not stop fighting, fight, fight, fight!" The border generals and soldiers who were suppressed in Gaonu City like trapped beasts shouted and laughed loudly. At this moment, their long-term nervous nerves were released to the greatest extent. At this moment, Li Yuan was the most respectable, the cutest, and the most trustworthy person in their hearts.

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Indefinite Henan.

A piece of weed was a natural place to fight. The Qin army that rushed from Chidao was arranged here and set up a battlefield with Guifang, Loufan, Shifang and other tribal coalition forces.

Compared with the Qin army formations in an orderly manner in infantry, cavalry, and crossbow soldiers, the tribal coalition forces were completely divided into tribes and tribes, and there was almost no cooperation. Some large tribes gathered together with thousands of soldiers, while some small tribes had only two or three hundred people.

Jiuhou rode on a white war horse, his body was a little nervous. The Qin army formation opposite him gave him a sense of trance to see the strong army sweeping over again.

Didn’t it mean that the Qin State had fallen and the main force of the Qin army was destroyed in the Central Plains? How could such an elite Qin army appear?

Could it be that the previous news was all false rumors.

With his random thoughts, Jiuhou gradually lost his determination and confidence to win.

This is the case with the generals, and ordinary tribal soldiers were even more ups and downs, not knowing whether to attack or retreat at this time. At this subtle moment, any movement would turn the fragile tribal coalition into a pile of loose sand.
Chapter completed!