After all, the Xianbei and Wuhuan tribes were both part of the Donghu tribe, and were driven from the northern desert to the east of the Greater Khingan Mountains by the Xiongnu, so they were like brothers in misfortune.

"King Qiuliju, it is snowing heavily outside; it is not a suitable time for battle!"

Murong Mohu shook his head.

In such cold weather, the bowstrings are too heavy to draw, and the warhorses are shivering from the cold; it's hardly convenient for them to go out and fight.

"Murong Khan, it's alright. We'll send out small groups of troops to take turns shouting and attacking, creating the illusion that we're going to take the city while it's snowing."

"Inadvertently, a path was left open for the Han army in the city."

"They sense that we are determined to win this time, and they will definitely send people out of the city to Zhuojun for help."

Dun Ta couldn't help but speak up.

He considered his strategy of encircling without attacking to be the best open strategy in the world, and he was very pleased with himself.

Liu Yuming knew there was a trap in Ji County, but he had no choice but to come.

Now that Murong Mohuba was unwilling to move due to the snow, Dunta naturally had to come out and persuade him.

"My 50,000 soldiers are so cold that they sleep with their warhorses at night. How can they have the energy to attack the city?"

"If we're going to wait, we should wait until the snow melts before we attack!"

"With such heavy snow, even if the Han army receives an emergency report from Ji County, they probably won't attack!"

Murong Mohuba was somewhat displeased with Dunta's abrupt speech.

"Murong Khan, King Qiuliju! You and your people should rest and recuperate. We will handle the siege!"

Seeing that Murong Mohuba and Qiu Liju were about to have a fight, Zhang Chun quickly stepped in to smooth things over, while also signaling to Zhang Ju.

"Let's continue drinking. These beautiful songstresses will be reserved for the two kings to enjoy later, haha!"

Seeing Zhang Chun's hint, Zhang Ju nodded.

Zhang Ju and Zhang Chun still need the cavalry of the Murong and Wuhuan tribes to fight for them!

Inside the large tent, the joyful atmosphere continued.

Suddenly, a Han Chinese general with a gloomy face hurriedly came to Zhang Chun's side and whispered something in his ear.

Zhang Chun's expression changed drastically:

"What? Luxian County was attacked?"