Right now.

Loulan City, besieged by the Xianbei, has reached its limit and seems to be about to be breached at any moment.

Yuchi Gu, the leader of the Yuchi Xianbei, was directing his troops to fire arrows at the walls of Loulan city in volleys.

Wave after wave of fierce soldiers set up ladders and climbed the city wall.

They fought back and forth, the battle raging fiercely.

With a grim face, Yu Chi Gu gave his subordinates a death order.

We've dragged this out for too long. Today, no matter what, we must take Loulan.

He was very depressed.

The walls of Loulan were not very high, and the garrison was only two thousand strong, but they couldn't take it down after five or six days of fighting.

Ten thousand Xianbei cavalry, plus ten thousand Han and Hu people forcibly captured from Dunhuang and Jiuquan, a total of twenty thousand people participated in the attack.

Yuchi Gu ordered his soldiers to drive the Han Chinese civilians to the front to draw fire, while the Xianbei people waited behind to attack.

Nevertheless, the soldiers and civilians of Loulan repelled their attacks time and time again.

In recent days, more than a thousand Xianbei soldiers have been killed or wounded.

The Han and non-Han civilians who served as cannon fodder suffered enormous losses, with more than 3,000 people already dead.

Beneath the walls of Loulan, corpses piled up like mountains.

Meanwhile, the two thousand defenders in Loulan City seemed to multiply with each killing.

What Yuchi Gu didn't know was that, under the mobilization of King Wei Liao, all 30,000 to 40,000 Loulan men aged 15 to 60 took up arms and went to the city walls.

Moreover, many women also joined the city's defense team, helping to move supplies and treat the wounded.

However, the city has run out of arrows, stones, and logs, and many houses have been demolished.

However, the houses that were demolished belonged to ordinary people, while the houses of the wealthy were completely unaffected.

As the Xianbei attacks continued, discontent was spreading among the ordinary people of Loulan.

Meanwhile, Yuchi Jiong, Yuchi Gu's younger brother, had already arrived at Bailongdui with 10,000 troops from the Cheshi Kingdom whom he had contacted in the Western Sea.

They can appear at the foot of Loulan City in just half an hour.

Seeing that Loulan City was on the verge of collapse, they immediately assembled their troops and surged towards this place.

Yuchi Gu knew that the Cheshi people did not have that many troops; they were mixed with a large number of fierce Northern Xiongnu people.

He knew even better that the Cheshi people were there to share Loulan's spoils with him.

They didn't come earlier or later, but just when they were about to take over; they really know how to pick up the bargains.

Yuchi Gu despised the behavior of the Cheshi people, but there was nothing he could do about it.

After robbing Loulan, he had to pass through the territory of the Cheshi Kingdom to return to the northern desert.

If the Cheshi people weren't given benefits, the Yuchi Xianbei tribe wouldn't have been able to return so easily.

"Pass down the order: let the warriors give it their all, and all the wealth in Loulan City will be ours."

"If the Cheshi people come and steal the fruits of our labor, all our efforts over the past few days will have been in vain."

Yuchi Gu immediately boosted the morale of his generals, telling them that they had to take Loulan City before the Cheshi people could.

When the Xianbei soldiers learned that someone was coming to share the spoils of their victory, their attack became even more ferocious.

How can the wealth and women of Loulan be shared with others?

Suddenly, the defense of Loulan City faced increased pressure, and casualties continued to rise.

King Wei Liao was almost in despair.

Ten groups of guards were sent out to seek help from various places, but there was no response at all.

With no soldiers in the Western Regions Prefectural Government, the surrounding neighboring countries such as Ruoqiang, Qiemo, Jingjue, Kucha, and Yanqi were all in a state of fear and sought to protect themselves.

Manji, who went to Dunhuang to seek help from the Han Dynasty, has been missing for many days.

Fortunately, his daughter Sharde had already escaped. He hoped that Commander Baishi could stop her and escort her to Dunhuang instead of the Cheshi Kingdom.

The ministers around Wei Liao died one after another in battle, leaving only his prime minister An Ran Wei Ji.

Although Anran Weiji usually contradicts him, he always stays by his side and fights in times of crisis.

The officer was deeply moved: "Prime Minister, it seems we have no choice but to live and die with Loulan."

Anran Weiji gave an awkward smile: "Your Majesty, rest assured, I will fight you to the very end."

"Prime Minister, my good brother!"

Wei Liao patted An Ranweiji's shoulder heavily, his eyes red.

He turned around, picked up his sword, and went up to the city wall to fight the enemy.

An Ranweiji watched Wei Liao's retreating figure, a cold smile appearing on his lips. He then turned back to another city gate.

Immediately, a dozen or so people surrounded him, whispering among themselves, "Prime Minister, when shall we make our move?"

"If we don't take action now, our people will be wiped out by the Xianbei."

"Why haven't King Anju's troops arrived yet?"

An Ranweiji looked towards Bailongdui with a worried expression: "Those guys from Cheshi Kingdom are so slow!"

"Why don't we take the city first, and then contact King Anjiu?" one of them suggested.

“No, if we kill Wei Liao, the people will surely be thrown into chaos, which would only benefit the Xianbei. We must wait for King Anjiu’s army to arrive.”

"Alas, a small act of impatience can ruin a great plan. Let's wait a little longer."

Just as the group was plotting, someone pointed into the distance and shouted, "They're here! They're here!"

Anran Weiji was overjoyed: "Could it be the army of King Anjiu?"

"Everyone, prepare to move out. Follow me to the King's side and we'll see what happens."

A dozen or so people looked on with excitement as a thick black line appeared in the rolling yellow sand in the distance.

Murder and arson bring wealth, but the rewards for betraying one's compatriots and becoming an internal traitor are even more abundant.

The Prime Minister, Anran Weiji, promised them high-ranking positions and generous salaries, as well as beautiful women.

"Prime Minister, something's not right. Their flags have Chinese characters on them, not the dove flag of the Cheshi Kingdom!"

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