Along the way, Zhao Muyun closely monitored the reactions of all parties through Yebushou's deputy commander, Shen Qian.
Leaving the capital and entering the Hedong Road, they were getting closer and closer to their own territory.
Although the transmission of information was much slower, Zhao Muyun was still able to grasp the situation at the first time, and Ye Bu Shou played an indispensable role in this.
However, while Fan Bingbing and Shen Qian secretly reported to Zhao Muyun, they also had to report to Wang Tiezhu to avoid arousing his suspicion.
Given Wang Tiezhu's personality, Zhao Muyun was worried that he would be too excited to keep the secret of his fake death.
"The King of Jin is indeed a shrewd man. He held his troops in place and instead seized the opportunity to gain a reputation for righteousness."
Zhao Muyun looked at the intelligence and nodded slightly. "The Crown Prince is in a state of panic, at a loss as to what to do next... This is all within our expectations."
"General Yun, the armies of Li Chenghua and Yang Dingguo have marched day and night and have already entered Hebei territory. They are less than five days' journey from Youzhou."
"The Northern Di Zuoxian King seems to have not noticed yet and is still besieging Youzhou with all his might."
Shen Qian reported the latest progress.
"Great! I didn't expect them to be faster than I thought!"
Zhao Muyun's eyes flashed with approval. "Prince Zuo Xian encountered no serious resistance on his journey south. He relied on his vast army and horses, became overly arrogant, and easily underestimated the enemy."
"What's the situation in Youzhou City? Can they still hold on?"
Shen Qian replied:
"Youzhou... the situation is dire. The city defenses are severely damaged, and the defenders have suffered heavy casualties. Rumors suggest cannibalism has begun to occur within the city..."
"But the defenders seem to be holding on, and the flags on the city walls haven't fallen."
Zhao Muyun was silent for a moment after hearing this, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes: "The defenders of Youzhou City are indeed a group of loyal and righteous people, but it's a pity..."
Zhao Muyun's eyes immediately regained their determination: "Remind Yang Dingguo that every day the Youzhou soldiers and civilians hold on will create a more favorable opportunity for them to fight!"
"Tell them to go faster!"
"Also, what about Shuozhou? The Tartar army should have reached Jingbian Military Town by now!"
"Jingbian Military Town is located in an open river valley, ideal for the Tartars' cavalry and archery. Sima Han dispatched Vice Commandant Xi's Modao Battalion into battle to intimidate the Tartars, buying them a day of peace. Then, the Tartars launched another large-scale attack."
"The offensive was extremely fierce, and the Jingbian military town suffered heavy losses, especially in terms of arrows."
"Captain Zhong, Captain Shi, and Deputy Captain Xi were all injured. Fortunately, they have held on for now."
Listening to Shen Qian's narration, Zhao Muyun seemed to be able to see the fierce attack and defense scene in Jingbian Military Town.
He could see Zhong Dahu, Shi Yong, Xi Sheng and others fighting bloody battles, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
That was his city, his soldiers, his brothers!
And he can only wait here!
A strong impulse surged in his heart, and he almost wanted to give an order immediately, asking all the forces he had secretly gathered to go to Shuozhou.
But he finally suppressed the impulse.
No! It's not time yet! His "dead man" card must be played at the most critical moment to achieve the greatest effect!
Any rash action at this moment may ruin the overall situation.
"Let Han Zhong hold on for a few more days. Tang Yanhai will soon have a result."
Zhao Muyun's voice was slightly hoarse.
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In Jingbian Military Town, the Tartar troops surged up like a tide.
Seeing this scene, King Zhelan and Zhong Dahu couldn't help but recall the fierce battle here half a year ago.
With one attacker and one defender, Zhong Dahu held out for three days with 200 men, causing the attacking King Zhelan to suffer heavy casualties.
Now, the one attacking was not King Zhelan, but the Northern Di royal family general Wuliangha with an army of 100,000.
Zhong Dahu also became a captain, leading more than a thousand people and with the assistance of Shi Yong and Xi Sheng, he was well prepared to build the second line of defense in Shuozhou.
Han Zhong's plan was to use the three defense lines of Zhendi Fort, Jingbian Army and Wuzhou City to tire out the surging Tatar right-wing army.
By the time they arrived at Shuozhou City, Shuozhou City, which was well-rested, would be able to hold out for a longer period of time.
This way, Zhao Muyun will have enough time to plan his strategy.
At this time, the city walls of Jingbian Military Town were badly damaged, and many places were barely blocked with bricks, stones and wood.
The soldiers were extremely tired, and many of them fell asleep leaning against the battlements.
But as soon as the Di people sounded the attack horn, they were able to struggle to get up and pick up their weapons.
Zhong Dahu was covered in wounds, looking like a bloody man.
He roared and ran on the top of the city wall, rushing to wherever there was danger.
Everyone in Xi Sheng's Modao Battalion was sweating profusely, and some soldiers even had pale faces and blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, as if they were severely exhausted.
After all, swinging a Mo Dao weighing more than 50 kilograms every time is an extremely physically demanding task.
Fortunately, he was chopping down the infantry from a high position. If he had chopped down the cavalry, these soldiers would probably have died from exhaustion.
The five hundred soldiers that Shi Yong withdrew from Zhendi Fort only rested for one day before joining the battle.
He vented his anger and resentment in Zhendi Fort on the Tartars who were attacking the city.
In the Jingbian military town, a thousand spontaneously organized civilians boiled water, cooked, treated the wounded, and helped carry supplies for defending the city.
Everyone's eyes were red and their lips were chapped.
The soldiers and civilians in Jingbian Military Town worked together to defend the castle.
Like a solid river embankment, it blocked the Tartars' surging torrent at the widest part of the Qingshui River Valley.
Another full day of bloody battle ended.
The autumn wind was bleak, the setting sun was blood-red, and corpses piled up like mountains under the city.
Wuliangha looked at the Jingbian Military Town that was still standing, his face ashen.
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