Early the next morning, as agreed, the Xianbei army marched out and pressed towards the west gate of Daqing.

Shefu also led 20,000 Wuhuan cavalrymen out of the north gate and circled around to the rear of the Xianbei troops.

Murong Tu rode his horse out of the army formation and looked at the significantly larger number of guards on the city wall compared to yesterday. A slight smile appeared on his lips.

In his view, the Han army must have fallen into a trap, so he concentrated his defensive forces at the west gate.

"Waaaaah~!"

As the bugle calls sounded, the Xianbei army once again began its siege.

Murong Tu dispatched 10,000 men to dismount and attack the city, while he himself led 8,000 cavalry to reinforce the rear.

In this siege, the Xianbei people charged forward with all their might, and the defending soldiers fought back with all their might, making the battle exceptionally fierce.

Within a quarter of an hour, more than 700 Xianbei soldiers had fallen in pools of blood.

Despite suffering heavy casualties, Murong Tu still issued a strict order to continue the siege in order to mislead the Han army.

Meanwhile, the three battalions of cavalry led by Gongsun Zan, Ma Teng, and Gongsun Du had quietly arrived at a dense forest south of Daqing City.

Shefu's Wuhuan cavalry also circled around to the rear of the Xianbei army, forming an encirclement around Murong Tu.

About two quarters of an hour later, half an hour had passed since the Xianbei attacked the city, and the number of dead and wounded had exceeded two thousand.

Seeing his warriors being killed one after another by the city's defenders, Murong Tu was extremely anxious.

"What the hell is this Shefu up to?"

Seeing that the Wuhuan people had not yet launched an attack on him, Murong Tu couldn't help but curse.

"Boom!!"

Just as Murong Tu finished speaking, a thunderous sound of horses' hooves came from behind the Xianbei troops.

Murong Tu then looked back with a delighted expression.