Chapter 650 The Old Marshal Arrives

The battle on the west wall lasted for three days, and this place has become a Shura hell.

The wall was filled with blood and flesh fragments of their own people. Sometimes the tribesmen who went up the wall to deal with the corpses would be terrified by the scenes on the wall and vomit.

Zhu Ma was seriously injured and could not participate in the battle, but he still insisted on staying here. Even if he could only sit there and watch the warriors kill each other, he was unwilling to leave.

The young duke had an arm chopped off by the enemy. He returned to the city to rest for a day and went up to the wall again.

Their persistence was also the driving force for the warriors to persist. If they hadn't been there, the west wall would have collapsed long ago.

More than 10,000 people have died here. The enemy climbed up the city wall and the killing was too brutal. The city

was not completely breached because of the desperate resistance of the soldiers.

Now the soldiers who went up to the west wall all knew that they went up to the wall not to defend the city, but to die.

Only with the determination to die, they had the courage to go up to the wall.

If the Duke and the little Duke had not been at the forefront, many people would have retreated.

"Father, how long can we hold on?"

The little Duke's face was pale, not because of fear, but because of excessive blood loss.

After fighting on the top of the city for a day or two, he no longer knew what fear was.

Life is hard because of death, but it is not so hard to go through the hell of Shura.

"Family members in the city, are you ready to evacuate?"

The Duke's face was not very good. Although he was not as seriously injured as the young Duke, his abdomen was cut open and several ribs were broken. His situation was worse than that of the young Duke.

"We are ready, but there are their cavalry outside. If the people escape from the east gate, they may chase them..."

The young Duke said with difficulty.

"They are few in number, and we are many. After all, some of them can escape."

Zhu Ma sighed.

The young Duke was silent for a while, and suddenly knelt on the ground and said, "Please ask my father to follow the people out of the city, and I will stop the enemy."

Zhu Ma looked at him for a few times. Just when the young Duke thought he was going to be scolded again, the old Duke raised his hand with difficulty and put it on his head.

"Take your people and go. I will not leave Xiliang City. I have seen it grow from nothing to something. There is no reason for me to abandon it. I will live and die with this city."

Zhu Ma said softly.

"Father..."

"Don't say anything more."

Zhu Ma waved his hand and said in a tone that could not be refused: "Protect your mother and our people."

The little Duke's eyes were red. Just when he was about to persuade him, someone suddenly ran up from below.

"Duke, more than 10,000 wolf riders came from the east of the city. The leader claimed to be the commander of the alliance and wanted to enter the city to help us. Let them in?"

This made Zhu Ma stunned. According to his calculations, it would take another month for the Human King and the alliance team to arrive. How did these 10,000 people come?

"Are you sure it's not a trick by the enemy?"

Zhu Ma asked.

"I can't explain it clearly, but they all have black hair and black eyes, unlike the enemy who has blond hair and blue eyes, so I don't think they are lying."

The guard thought for a moment and said.

Zhu Ma thought about it and felt that they should not be enemies. Just when he was about to get up and take a look himself, there was suddenly some commotion on the city wall.

For a moment he thought that the enemy was attacking the city, but when he looked around, he found that these people were looking into the city.

Zhu Ma also turned around and looked behind him, and saw a group of armored soldiers walking along the main street towards the East Gate. The person leading them was the Alliance Marshal he had met before.

How...did they get in?

This doubt flashed through his mind, and then he thought of the horse slaves and the East Gate City Guard, who was a member of the Grassland Horse Tribe who had been to the Alliance to study.

"Calm down the soldiers, and help me go to welcome the Alliance Marshal."

In an instant, Zhu Ma thought a lot, but he also made a decision immediately.

"Father..."

"Do as I say."

Zhu Ma glared at his son and said.

He had planned to send his son to the Alliance to study, but unfortunately the outbreak of the war prevented him from doing so for a while, which was also the reason why his son's vision was not enough.

The Alliance Marshal was able to arrive only one step later than the messenger, which showed that the East Gate was not taken down by others, but someone opened the city gate to welcome them in.

No matter what the purpose of those who welcomed the Alliance army was, he had few choices now, and the best choice was to surrender.

With the support of his guards, Zhu Ma quickly went down the city wall and greeted them before walking up to the city wall.

"Zhu Ma, the Lord of Xiliang City, greets the Marshal of the Alliance."

Zhu Ma half-knelt on the ground from a distance.

Li threw off his cloak, jumped off the wolf horse, and personally helped Zhu Ma up.

"Is the general seriously injured?"

Li asked with concern.

"I dare not hide it from the Marshal. Zhu Ma is seriously injured and can't fight again."

Zhu Ma stood up and spoke frankly.

When he said this, he basically gave up the dominance of the West City Wall, and Li instantly understood what he meant.

"Call the military doctor to treat General Zhu Ma's injuries."

Li waved his hand back and said, "Military affairs are urgent, so it is inconvenient to communicate more. Can you let me go up to the city wall to take a look first?"

"Everything in the city is up to the Marshal."

After Zhuma finished speaking, he pulled his son over and said, "This is my son Zhuifeng. Marshal, please stay by your side and introduce you to the city's defense situation."

Zhuifeng immediately stepped forward and beat his chest with his remaining left arm.

"Okay, Zhuifeng, follow me."

Hao nodded, turned around and got on the giant wolf, and drove the giant wolf directly to the city wall.

The giant wolf stepped up the ladder, moving flexibly and freely, while Hao frowned and said nothing.

The little Duke Zhuifeng followed behind the giant wolf, observing this silent Alliance Marshal.

There are not many legends about this marshal. He only heard from his father that this marshal was very good at military affairs and built the strength of the Alliance soldiers in an orderly manner.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back, and saw that the warriors riding giant wolves behind him were arranged in a row, even when they climbed the stone steps of the city wall.

His eyes couldn't help but shift from these neat rows to the armor of these knights.

These armors are all heavy armors. If the Xiliang Iron Cavalry had these heavy armors...

"What is the enemy's damage ratio?"

The sudden question rang out, waking the little duke from his fantasy.

"What?"

He didn't hear what he said clearly.

"The damage ratio."

He repeated it once, his eyes scanning the bloodstains on the city wall, and the giant wolf he was sitting on also breathed much faster.

The smell of blood here was too strong, which aroused the giant wolf's desire to fight.

"During the siege, we killed hundreds of enemies, but the exact number is unknown. We lost...more than 10,000 people."

The young duke said with difficulty.

He fell silent again. He drove the giant wolf forward a few steps, and the warriors in front automatically made way.

From a high vantage point, he could see the enemy preparing siege equipment.

"More than 10,000 people, are they all from your grassland horse tribe?" He

asked in a deep voice.

"There are more than 4,000 warriors from the grassland horse tribe, and the rest are warriors from other tribes, but they all belong to Xiliang City."

The young duke replied.

He nodded and said, "It's not easy to be a general, and it's not easy to be in Xiliang City."

His voice was not loud, and there was not much emotion in his words, but when the young duke heard these words, his eyes inexplicably turned red.

"Xiliang warriors, you have paid enough blood for this continent and for your people. Go down and rest. The Allied Forces will guard this place."

He's voice was so loud that it could be heard throughout the entire East City Wall. Even the enemies preparing for battle below the city looked up in confusion.

The warriors from Xiliang City on the city wall were also surprised. When they heard the order, they were at a loss for a moment.

He looked at the little duke, and there was a hint in his eyes that he wanted him to drive the warriors away.

The little duke hesitated, but as He's gaze became more and more serious, he felt the pressure getting greater and greater, and finally he succumbed.

"Listen to the marshal, go down to the city and rest."

With the young duke's approval, the warriors finally moved, leaving in groups of three or five, forming a sharp contrast with the neatness of the alliance army.

"Deploy defenses."

After all the Xiliang warriors left, he waved his hand, and 10,000 cavalrymen lined up in a row, and got off the giant wolves one after another to prepare their weapons.

No one in the entire team spoke, as if everything had been arranged long ago. Such a silent and neat military posture shocked the young duke.

What kind of army can move as easily as one's own arm?

Implicitly, he was looking forward to the enemy coming up quickly to see the fighting power of these people.

He did not get off the giant wolf, but drove it to patrol the east city wall.

The young duke followed behind, not understanding what this old-looking marshal was going to do.

"Here, guard tighter."

He pointed to a place and said, then drove the giant wolf forward.

He walked and stopped like this, and from time to time he pointed out a few places, asking the warriors to guard tighter.

"Marshal, you...what are you doing?"

The young duke was a little curious and couldn't help asking.

He glanced at him, but didn't hesitate to give advice, saying: "The places I pointed out are all places with thick bloodstains, which proves that the battle situation here is intense, and it is very likely that the enemy is attacking, so let the warriors prepare in advance." The

young duke suddenly realized, and secretly admired this old marshal in his heart, who could actually judge the enemy's attack location through such details.

He himself had never paid attention to these things, and even for a few days, he had not paid attention to the direction where the enemy usually attacked.

"Marshal, do you need me to do anything?"

The little duke couldn't help asking.

"I want to know the enemy's combat power."

He frowned and said worriedly: "I heard that the enemy's individual combat ability is very strong, but I don't have a clear judgment of how strong it is."

The little duke thought to himself, who told you this?

But this thought flashed through his mind, and he also knew that this was not the time to worry about these things. After thinking about it, he opened his mouth to answer.

"The enemy's power is slightly different from our totem power. It is more offensive and destructive. In single combat, the enemy can be outnumbered by ten or even more."

Ke's brows furrowed even more. He nodded and asked, "I heard that you Xiliang Iron Cavalry once attacked the enemy. How destructive is the enemy's heavy armor?"

"Not good."

The little duke replied immediately, "Their weapons are not particularly sharp. They mainly rely on that special power. That power is good at stabbing, but not so good at chopping. It can't even break heavy armor."

He nodded, called the soldier beside him, and asked him to pass this message to the whole army.

"They are coming."

Just after he gave the order, the little duke suddenly pointed outside the city and said.