Hutula attempted to organize a resistance, but was caught in a pincer attack by Zhong Meng's feint attack troops and Guo Luo's heavy cavalry, and was immediately routed.
Upon seeing that reinforcements had arrived, Xi Sheng, who was inside the city, commanded the Mo Dao Battalion to advance with all their might and finally completely controlled the West Gate.
A large number of troops from Hedong poured into the city.
Seeing that the situation was hopeless, Hutula, under the protection of his personal guards, hurriedly broke through the siege from the east gate and fled towards Youzhou, only to be intercepted by Murong Chunhua's light cavalry who had been lying in ambush on the road.
After a fierce battle, Hutula was shot off his horse by Murong Chunhua with an arrow.
With their commander killed in battle, the city's garrison collapsed.
The stubborn Northern Di soldiers were quickly annihilated, and most of the surrendered troops and civilians chose to surrender.
From launching a feint attack to completely controlling Xuanzhou, the Hedong army took less than six hours.
At this point, only four days had passed since the bet began.
Zhao Muyun entered Xuanzhou City surrounded by his personal guards. He looked calmly at the bloodstains and surrendered soldiers still not cleaned up on the streets.
He immediately ordered: "Post notices to reassure the people, enforce strict military discipline, and do not disturb the civilians. Inventory the treasury and treat the wounded. Xi Sheng, your deployment in this battle was excellent; you deserve the greatest credit!"
"Thank you, Grand Commander!" Xi Sheng clasped his hands in thanks, a tired smile on his face.
"Rest for a day and reinforce the city's defenses. At the same time, send the victory report to Baigou River as quickly as possible and tell Yang Yan that Xuanzhou has fallen!"
A sharp glint flashed in Zhao Muyun's eyes.
He wanted to shift the pressure onto Yang Yan as soon as possible.
However, before the good news could be sent, Murong Chunhua brought bad news:
"Grand Commander, a small detachment of our army transporting supplies from the rear was attacked at Heifengyu, fifty miles from Xuanzhou. The supplies were burned, and all the soldiers escorting the supplies perished."
"The arrowheads and hoofprints left at the scene... seem to point to the Fengtian Army."
The tent fell silent instantly. All eyes turned to Zhao Muyun.
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