At the same time, the rebel army also launched a fierce attack on Juxu City.

Although the offensive here was not as terrifying as that in Yandang City, the huge number of rebels attacking like a tide was still a bit frightening.

The defenders on the city wall held their weapons tightly in their hands, staring at the black enemy army outside the city.

The rebels' flags fluttered in the wind, and the soldiers' shouts shook the earth, as if they were going to swallow up the entire Juxu City. Under the city wall, the rebels' siege equipment continued to advance, and the huge battering rams hit the city gates again and again, making a deafening noise.

"Everyone, prepare for battle!" Hu Yanhuan shouted from the tower, his voice full of determination and strength. The soldiers responded and quickly entered the battle state, with determination and perseverance written on everyone's face.

"Archers, ready, shoot!"

Seeing that the rebels were about to rush into their firing range, Hu Yanhuan shouted loudly without hesitation.

With this loud shout, the archers quickly drew their bowstrings and aimed at the enemy troops under the city. A rain of arrows poured down like a storm, instantly knocking down a large number of the enemy troops under the city.

In fact, the rebels' offensive came too late. They had been waiting for the rebels' attack these days and had already made preparations.

Everyone was even more furious because of Lin Zhongyun's provocative act of openly stationing outside Yandang City.

Now that the rebels are attacking, it is exactly what they want, and they vent all their grievances and anger on the rebels.

"Rolling logs, hot oil, get ready!" Hu Yanhuan continued to give orders, and the soldiers acted quickly, pushing the rolling logs and hot oil to the edge of the city wall, ready to throw them down at any time.

The soldiers of the rebel army charged desperately under the city, but faced with the stubborn resistance of the northern barbarian defenders, their attack seemed difficult.

"Fire!" With Hu Yanhuan's order, rolling logs and hot oil poured down from the city wall, instantly knocking the enemy soldiers and horses down. The rolling logs rolled on the ground, crushing the enemy's formation, and the hot oil caused screams and chaos among the enemy.

The rebels were in a state of great disarray under this fierce attack, and suffered heavy casualties. Although they were numerous, the pace of the attack was completely curbed by the tenacious resistance of the Northern Barbarians.

This is the advantage of geographical location. Even with an excellent army, when facing a siege, unless there is a brilliant strategy, it can only waste lives one by one.

This kind of situation was also anticipated by Lin Zhongyun long ago. Therefore, when attacking Hanzhou, he basically did not let the rebels attack the city head-on. Instead, he used the artillery fire from the Stone-throwing City to cover the city in an effort to completely break their morale and cause it to collapse on its own.

However, they now have neither sufficient logistical support nor the Northern Barbarians, who are not like Daqian, where all the people are disloyal to them and defend them resolutely. Therefore, if they want to take these five cities from the Northern Barbarians, it would be like snatching teeth from a tiger's mouth, and they will have to pay a heavy price.

On the other hand, the morale of the Northern Barbarian Army on the city wall was also high when they saw this. Everyone's face was filled with determination and anger. They vented all their grievances and anger on the rebels.

Hu Yanhuan was overjoyed when he saw this, and shouted fiercely: "Brothers, keep shooting, and don't let the enemy get close to the city wall!"

There was endless strength and determination in his voice. The archers drew their bows again, and a rain of arrows poured down like a storm, instantly knocking down a large number of enemy troops under the city.

Therefore, for a time, they defeated the rebels and caused heavy casualties.

Although this was partly due to their geographical advantage, such casualties were rare for the rebels and made them all the more excited.

The rebels attacked like a tide, and the northern barbarian defenders fought to the death. The entire Juxu city was plunged into a tragic battle. Under the light of the fire, the soldiers looked particularly resolute and brave.

At this moment, regardless of one's stance, the ground was littered with corpses, and it was as cruel as hell on earth.

War has always been about more death than glory, but sometimes the glory of heroes can always drive the pain into the darkness, so that people become accustomed to it and turn a blind eye to it.

One general's success is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers.

This sentence should have expressed the deep sadness and desolation, but gradually it became the motto of some ambitious people.

However, all this does not affect the countless people who continue to strive for the supreme "glory".

As time went on, the rebel offensive gradually weakened.

Faced with the stubborn resistance of the northern barbarians, they seemed to have lost their original invincible spirit.

Finally, at a command, the first retreat began.

Hu Yanhuan saw all of this, his face full of excitement and excitement, "Brothers, the rebels have been repelled by us, keep holding on!"

The soldiers responded one after another, with determination gleaming in their eyes.

They knew that this battle would determine the future of the entire Northern Barbarians, and they had to defend this city even at the cost of their lives and never take a step back.

As the rebels retreated, the defenders on the city wall cheered, and everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement. The soldiers raised their weapons high and cheered loudly, as if to spread the joy of victory throughout the city of Juxu.

This battle was not just a victory for them, it also allowed them to regain their confidence in their invincibility. The frustration and anger they had felt for many days were completely released at this moment.

Hu Yanhuan stood on the city wall, his eyes flashing with endless joy and pride.

He looked at these brave soldiers in front of him, his heart filled with endless gratitude and admiration. At this moment, he truly experienced the charm of war and understood why his father loved to fight on the battlefield.

"Brothers, today we have achieved a great victory!" Hu Yanhuan announced loudly, his voice echoing on the city wall, shaking the hearts of every soldier, "To celebrate this hard-won victory, reward the three armies today!"

When the soldiers heard this, cheers suddenly resounded through the sky. Everyone's face was filled with joy and excitement. The fear and anxiety they once had were completely dispelled at this moment, replaced by endless confidence and pride.

"Long live the Khan, long live the Northern Barbarians!" "Long live the Khan, long live the Northern Barbarians!" "Long live the Khan, long live the Northern Barbarians!"

The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices filled with endless strength and determination. They knew that this victory was not only a recognition of their courage and efforts, but also an encouragement for their future battles.

Everyone felt the long-lost honor and pride, and endless passion burned in their hearts.

Hu Yanhuan looked at these brave soldiers in front of him, his heart filled with endless gratitude and admiration. He knew that this was only the first wave of the rebel army's offensive, and there would be more fierce attacks later. However, this victory was too important for them, and he had to take advantage of this opportunity to stabilize the morale of the army that had been raised with great difficulty.

"Let's celebrate to our heart's content today, and continue fighting tomorrow!" he said loudly, and there was jubilation in Juxu City.

After boosting everyone's morale, Hu Yanhuan handed the matter over to his trusted subordinates.

He walked into the tent of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. The excitement on his face disappeared, replaced by a solemn look.

Inside the big tent, the candlelight was dim, illuminating Hu Yanhuan's worried face. He looked up at the middle-aged scholar and said in a deep voice, "Military Advisor, we have won this time!"

Previously, he had pretended to be excited and happy for others to see in order to boost everyone's morale. However, he knew very well in his heart what kind of attacks they would face in the next period of time.

The middle-aged scholar did not raise his head, but pointed at the albatrosses on the wooden table and said in a serious tone: "Take a look, these are letters for help from other cities."

Juxu City is located in the center of the five cities and is the hub of the entire alliance. It is in charge of the supplies and intelligence of each city. Therefore, their requests for help will first be transmitted to Juxu City, and then sent to other cities from Juxu City.

This is also the important reason why he chose to defend Juxu City. Juxu City is of paramount importance. Once it is lost, the alliance they have painstakingly built will collapse in an instant.

Hu Yanhuan checked the information tied to Albatross's feet one by one, and his expression instantly became extremely ugly.

Without exception, these were all letters for help from other major cities, even the Han Dynasty's Yandan City sent a letter for help.

According to intelligence, Yandang City seemed to have been attacked by the main force of the rebel army, and the situation was extremely critical due to the heavy bombardment by catapults.

"Military Advisor, you guessed all of this!" Hu Yanhuan said with a cold face.

The middle-aged scholar raised his head slowly, his eyes full of deep thought and worry. He sighed and said, "The strategy of the rebels is obviously to disperse our forces and defeat them one by one."

Hu Yanhuan nodded, feeling a chill in his heart and finding the current situation extremely tricky.

If only one city asked for help, it would be no big deal for them to just send troops to support. Their original intention was to help each other.

However, now, all of this was easily cracked by Lin Zhongyun.

The other four cities came to ask for help at the same time. It was a problem as to who they should send reinforcements to and how to send them.

If the rebels knew that they were sending troops to support them, they would definitely gather their forces and attack together. At that time, their indestructible iron formation would be completely broken, and everything would be beyond redemption.

However, they could not send reinforcements and stand aside. Although Juxu City was their core, the safety of other cities was equally important.

Now a cruel and realistic question is placed before them: should they send troops or not?
Okay, you said you wanted to send troops to that city, but how to avoid being noticed by the rebels is another problem.

Hu Yanhuan frowned, his mind was filled with deep thoughts. The rebels' multi-point attack strategy had undoubtedly forced them into a situation where they were surrounded by enemies on all sides. Facing such a severe situation, he could not find the best response strategy for a while.

However, when he looked up, he saw the middle-aged scholar had a calm face, and there was a hint of sharpness in the corners of his eyes, which was captivating.

Seeing this, he couldn't help but feel nervous, and hurriedly asked: "Military Advisor, do you have a plan to solve the situation?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled with wisdom in his eyes. Long before the rebels began their attack, he had thought of all the possibilities.

No matter which plan the rebels adopt, he can always respond.

It's just that he can think of it, but whether he can execute it is what he is most concerned about. However, these are not the issues he should consider now.

He shook his head, suppressed the troubled thoughts in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Although the strategy of the rebels is to make us surrounded by enemies on all sides and unable to take care of ourselves, it is not a good idea to send troops to any city.

But they attacked five cities at the same time, which also dispersed their forces to a certain extent. We can take the initiative to attack, seize this opportunity, and completely reverse this passive situation. "

Hu Yanhuan nodded, but still had some doubts in his heart, and asked: "Military Advisor, you are right, but the rebels are attacking from three sides, how can we break the situation?"

The middle-aged scholar nodded, feeling very relieved, and said slowly: "The strategy of the rebels is cunning. They can make a feint to the east and attack in the west, so why can't we do the same?"

He pointed to Yandang City on the map and continued, "Yandang City is the last barrier of our Northern Barbarians. Once it is lost, it will be a huge blow to the morale of the entire Northern Barbarians.

But because of its importance, the rebels will definitely concentrate a large number of troops here. Therefore, we can choose another city to raid, taking them by surprise and attacking them when they are unprepared."

Hu Yanhuan nodded thoughtfully and asked, "Military Advisor, do you mean that we should not directly support Yandang City, but choose a place where the rebels' defense is relatively weak to launch a surprise attack?"

The middle-aged scholar smiled slightly, with wisdom glittering in his eyes: "That's right, now except for Yandang City, the rebel forces in the other four cities are relatively weak, we can choose any one of them to raid.

At the same time, we will secretly send an elite force to Yandang City to launch a feint attack. This way, the rebels will certainly mobilize their forces to support them, and we can take the opportunity to break through their defenses."

"Military advisor is absolutely right. Let's act according to this plan." After hearing this, Hu Yanhuan's eyes flashed with admiration.

"But which rebel army should we choose?" Hu Yanhuan asked immediately.

The middle-aged scholar had already made up his mind about this, and said in a deep voice: "As for the candidate for this place, the Khan and I have already decided on it.

Now we can only blow the trumpet of triumph, or it will be our final battle."

Hu Yanhuan took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with determination. He knew that this battle would determine the future of the entire Northern Barbarians, and he must win this crucial battle.

At the same time,
Hu Yanleng, the second most courageous warrior among the Northern Barbarians, has already prepared his troops and is eager to go out... (End of this chapter)