The next day, at dawn.
A red sun slowly rose, and the wild grass on the ground was covered with a thin layer of frost.
With a loud "boom," the gates of the Tuyuan camp, which had remained untouched for over ten days, opened, and squads of cavalrymen emerged from the camp in orderly fashion.
The commander was a lieutenant general under Mokodin named Marshall.
Marshall led a small number of cavalrymen out of the camp this time, and each of them rode a carefully selected warhorse, which was the best and fastest.
Their mission this time was to gather intelligence on the enemy.
Then, at Marshall's shout, the men spurred their horses and galloped across the plains.
Thus, they traveled swiftly, and after leaving the camp for a few miles, Marshall's gaze sharpened as he saw Mongol cavalry rushing rapidly towards Xijing.
This made him nervous, and he immediately called out to everyone to be careful and not fall into an ambush.
But clearly, his worries were unnecessary.
Upon seeing them approach, the few Mongol cavalrymen immediately fled towards Xijing without stopping, as if they had been frightened away.
On horseback, Marshall touched his slightly cold face and said calmly, "Hmph, a little trick, trying to lure me into giving chase?"
"Ignore them, watch out for ambushes!"
Everyone agreed, and each of them kept their eyes and ears open, carefully running across the plain.
As the group ran further and further away, more and more Mongol cavalrymen left, all heading towards Xijing City.
Marshall stroked his chin, thinking to himself, "They left as soon as they saw us. Could it be that the Prince of Zhenbei has really left, or has he retreated to the city?"
"Could it be... that they've already withdrawn their troops these past few days, fooling us?"
With this question in mind, Marshall cautiously led his cavalry forward, probing little by little...
And so it went until noon.
In the Tu Yuan military camp.
Mokhadin paced back and forth in the tent with his hands behind his back.
Just then, a sound came from outside the tent. Mokhadin raised an eyebrow and quickly walked out of the tent.
As soon as he stepped out of the tent, he saw Marshall walking briskly towards him, surrounded by a group of people. Seeing his excited expression, Mokodin guessed that he must have discovered important intelligence.
As expected, Marshall walked up to Mokodin and said with a smile, "Marshal, not long after leaving the camp, I encountered the troops of the Prince of Zhenbei."
"However, their numbers were very small. They saw us from afar and quickly fled back. They must have been spies left behind by the Prince of Zhenbei."
"However, to prevent them from using tricks, I did not pursue them, but carefully followed them from a distance."
"Who knew that when I was almost at Xijing, I discovered that they weren't bluffing after all; their troops really had all left! Hahaha!"
At this point, Mokodin frowned and said in a deep voice, "How could they possibly leave? They've retreated into the city."
Marshall nodded and continued, "Yes, what I mean is that they have already retreated into the city. It seems that after the previous battle, they had no intention of launching an offensive, which is why they retreated into the city."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mitri, who was standing to the side, chuckled: "He's smart enough to know to retreat inside the city."
"If we fight on this open field, we will surely rout them."
Tu Shadong glanced at Mokodin and said with a faint smile, "Even if we retreat into the city, so what? The Marshal had made arrangements beforehand, specifically ordering us to bring siege weapons from the country!"
"The Marshal has planned every step of the way!"
Faced with Tu Shadong's flattery, Mokodin smiled slightly and waved his hand, saying, "The fact that they retreated into the city means they dare not continue fighting, and if they dare not fight, it means they lack sufficient troops!"
"It's even possible that these 300,000 troops aren't all in the city. Who knows what changes have happened within their ranks during this time?"
"But in any case, retreating into the city is a good thing for us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Marshall laughed loudly: "They're scared!"
Upon hearing this, everyone, including Mokodin, Mitri, and Tusadong, couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Mitri stroked the greatsword and looked at Mokodin, saying, "Marshal, what are we waiting for?"
"Let's fight!"
Mokhadin's expression turned serious, and he raised his arms and shouted, "War!"
"This time, we must use swift and decisive means to storm Xijing City and take it back completely!"
"Let them know that my Tuyuan Kingdom is the true master of this land of Xijing!"
As soon as the voice fell, the entire military camp erupted in a thunderous roar!
His voice was loud and clear, like thunder, resounding in everyone's heart!
In the crowd, Mitri's eyes burned with fervor. He pulled out the cross pendant from his chest and whispered to it, "In the name of God, let me, Mitri, eliminate the King of Zhenbei. Let me punish them for their crimes."
After saying this, Mitri held the pendant to his chest, made the sign of the cross, said "Amen," and then put it in his pocket.
Meanwhile, Tu Shadong stood to the side with his head down, his teeth clenched, his eyes wide with hatred, eager to avenge the destruction of the Hu Ma tribe.
Then, under Mokodin's orders, the vast Tuyuan army began to leave the camp.
Most of them were cavalry, and these cavalry were further divided into light cavalry and heavy cavalry.
Among them, Mitri's 50,000 Eagle Army was the most powerful. They were all knights carefully selected from the Tu Yuan Kingdom, each of whom could fight ten men at once, and were especially brave and fierce.
Besides these cavalry, there were tens of thousands of infantrymen, all of whom were top-notch strongmen. They needed to operate the siege equipment in battle, and each of them was very experienced and a veteran.
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