The city closest to Wuwei that was captured by the Xiongnu was called Xuan'an City.
It was one of the largest cities in Liangzhou.
There was a full-strength Xiongnu 10,000-strong garrison in Xuanfu City, mainly to guard against Chu Xuesong, who was stationed in Wuwei City.
After the Xiongnu captured Xuan'an City, they continued to exploit the people in the city to build city walls.
As a result, the present-day Xuan'an City is even more magnificent than before, and it can be considered one of the most important foundations of the Xiongnu people.
If we want to completely break down the last line of defense in the hearts of the Xiongnu, then attacking this city would be the best option.
The sunrise in winter is always late. When Mu Zi'an led more than 10,000 Qihuo soldiers to the outskirts of Xuan'an City, a letter had already reached the hands of the Right Wise King Agobhudan.
The contents of the letter were quite simple, consisting of only a single sentence written in a flowing, elegant hand.
"Xuan'an will fall within three days."
Inside Qiubi City, when Agobhutan showed the letter sent by Mu Zian to everyone, a hint of disdain appeared on everyone's face.
"There is a full-strength 10,000-strong army in Xuan'an City. Even if Mu Junxian personally leads an army of 100,000, he may not be able to conquer it within three days."
"That's right! It's said that the Duke of Zhenguo of Dali this time is not leading Dali's elite troops, but an army composed of lowly slaves."
"How could these slaves possibly break through Xuan'an City? It's simply a pipe dream!"
Upon hearing this, a burst of laughter immediately filled the room.
However, Xu Bu remained silent for a long time while sitting in his seat.
At this moment, Xu Bu seemed to recall the scene of the sun soaring in the sky in front of Fuling City that day.
Thunder rumbled across the cloudless sky.
The cannons that Yelü Junba had painstakingly built were reduced to ashes in an instant.
The formidable city of Fuling, which had held off the Xiongnu for nearly a century, was reduced to ashes amidst thunderous roars.
Then let me ask you: How long can Xuan'an City hold out?
Inside the room, Agobhutan examined the letter in front of him.
Regardless of whether Mu Zian was bragging or not, he accepted the bet, and three more days wouldn't make a difference anyway.
If Mu Zian is defeated, he will certainly be able to secure more benefits in the subsequent negotiations.
Agobtan may never have considered that Xuan'an City could actually be breached.
After all, even someone like him who has spent his entire life on the grasslands knows this.
It would be impossible for an army of a mere ten thousand slaves to breach a fortified city guarded by ten thousand elite Huns in three days.
It would be impossible to finish building even the siege equipment in three days.
At this moment, Agobhutan simply felt that the young man was too impetuous.
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Snow fell on the city walls, creating a vast expanse of white. Xuan'an City, shrouded in the morning mist, resembled a majestic mountain peak.
An army of ten thousand men seemed so insignificant before this city.
In front of Xuan'an City, Mu Zi'an and Jia Xu stood side by side.
A hint of worry flashed in Jia Xu's eyes.
Even if Jia Xu trusted Mu Zian, the fact that they broke through the fortified city in three days seemed unbelievable.
"Isn't the young master being far too presumptuous?"
"If we cannot take this city in three days, we will be ridiculed by the Xiongnu."
Mu Zian stood with his hands behind his back in the thin mist, smiling confidently.
"Wenhe, there's no need to worry. Let our lord give this era a little shock."
"From this day forward, before me, Mu Zi'an, there will be no more impregnable cities in the world."
Jia Xu was speechless upon hearing this.
After saying this, Mu Zian turned to Zhao Yun and spoke.
"Zilong".
"Your subordinate is here!"
"When the siege begins, have all the scouts and archers fire arrows at full speed, and make sure that the Xiongnu on the walls of Fu'an City cannot raise their heads."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yun immediately cupped his hands in greeting.
"Understood, sir!"
"Xu Hui".
"Your subordinate is here!"
Xu Hui, dressed in military uniform, walked slowly forward.
It had only been two months since he went from being a slave to a general.
But at this moment, Xu Hui had shed all the weakness he had shown as a slave, and in his place was the fortitude of a general.
During this time, Luo Cheng stayed by Mu Zi'an's side.
Therefore, the commander of this beggar army was actually Xu Hui.
During his short month-long rest period in Wuwei City, Xu Hui trained every day without stopping, even when it snowed heavily.
Xu Hui was ruthless to his slave-based Beggars Army, but even more ruthless to himself.
The day's tasks must be completed even if it means crawling; otherwise, tonight will undoubtedly be a sleepless night.
Even Chu Xuesong, a seasoned veteran, felt that Xu Hui's training was somewhat cruel.
Xu Hui didn't treat this group of people as human beings at all.
Chu Xuesong had thought that this group of people would soon collapse.
But these thin men, dressed in tattered clothes, were all incredibly patient.
Only Xu Hui understood that to completely strip a person of their servility and transform them into a true warrior.
You can't get a fragrant aroma without going through the bitter cold.
Today is the day to see the results!
Mu Zian pointed to Xuan'an City, which was shrouded in a thin mist, and said.
"Once the order to attack the city is given, I want you to lead five thousand Beggars to dig trenches to the base of the walls of Fuling City within two hours and plant explosives."
"I don't care about casualty figures, I just want Xuan'an City, understand?"
Mu Zian's voice was calm, but it carried a chilling coldness.
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