Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 680: A war of races, no innocents!

Chapter 680 The battle of races, there are no innocents!

In the Tang Dynasty, the benefits of weapons far surpassed those of the northern barbarians.

This is also because Beiman, despite his bravery, can still only be able to do it 55 to 50 in the face of the Datang town army. And if the Tang Dynasty had a powerful general to lead the army, then Beiman would be doomed to fail miserably.

A hundred years after the founding of the Tang Dynasty, from the original Taiping King Xu Zhengqi, to King Yan and Mr. Xu, Beiman has always been unable to help the Tang Dynasty. They knew that the Tang Dynasty was rich and livable, but they could not completely defeat the Tang army. , the most successful attacks were only a riot at Longxi Mansion.

For a long time, even the Beiman himself felt that they would never be able to occupy the territory of the Tang people.

So, as long as you can loot in the Tang Dynasty every time, it is enough.

But this time, it is related to the life and death of their northern barbarian clan.

Compared to the more ferocious savages, they are still more willing to face the Tang people. At least, the Tang people won't eat their corpses.

The slings assembled by the northern barbarians have not yet entered the attacking range, and the slings from Longcheng have come roaring down.

With the loud bang, the slings of the northern barbarians were destroyed one after another.

When the slings on the Longcheng side stopped attacking, in the snow outside the city, the slings of the northern barbarians had been completely destroyed.

Without the slings, Beiman will have to face the terrifyingly large number of octopus on Longcheng.

In such a situation, siege is a joke.

"Wang, are we still attacking?"

Without the slinger's assist, they would have no way of starting against Dragon City.

As for the siege ladder, there is no way to send it under the city wall.

"Wait!"

Tuoba Aofeng had a sullen face, now attacking the city is killing him.

If it is sent to death and filled with human life, if he can take down the Dragon City, he doesn't mind tens of thousands of people dying to fight.

But in this situation, they don't know how many people will die, let alone if they can get close to the city wall.

After seeing the benefits of the slings of the Tang Dynasty, Tuoba Aofeng was as cold as ice.

The northern barbarian army was stationed outside the Dragon City, looking for opportunities to attack the city while gathering the clansmen who were coming slowly.

Although it is also winter in Longxi Mansion, the cold here is not irresistible compared to their home.

But everyone understands that they cannot stop at Longxi Mansion, they must continue south. Because the wildlings from the north will follow in their footsteps.

Their tribesmen who fell on the road to the south will guide the wildlings to follow them all the way. In the same way, the corpses of their clansmen will also become the rations for those savages.

It's not that the northern barbarians don't want to pick up the corpses of their clansmen, but they don't have the strength to do so.

They have to maintain every ounce of physical strength and save food.

Because everyone knows that when they arrive at Longxi Mansion, their clansmen will face an unprecedentedly tragic battle.

They must keep enough food for their clan to fight and give them a chance to live.

Tuoba Aofeng couldn't sleep all night, he informed the high priest of his predicament, and hoped that the high priest could solve his problems for him.

However, the High Priest did not respond.

The high priest's tent is near the king tent, but the holy guards guarding outside the tent simply ignore Tuoba Aofeng's orders.

As long as there is no edict from the high priest, Tuoba Aofeng won't get the chance to meet the high priest at all.

"Could it be that God wants to destroy my Beiman clan?"

Tuoba Aofeng knelt in the snow, his face full of pain.

The day he became the King of Northern Barbarians, he stood at the pinnacle of his life. However, he never dreamed that he would not be able to create another glory, but directly began to go downhill.

"King, the High Priest is summoned!"

Just when Tuoba Aofeng was almost in despair, a holy guard guarding outside the high priest's tent appeared in front of him and brought good news.

At the moment, Tuoba Aofeng stood up excitedly, but because he knelt in the snow for too long, his legs and feet were frozen stiff, and he almost didn't fall to the ground.

It was still the sharp-eyed Saint Guard who supported Tuoba Aofeng in time.

Not long after, Tuoba Aofeng entered the high priest's tent.

In the tent, the high priest was wearing a wide snow-white robe, with a golden mask on his face, and only a pair of sharp eyes were exposed.

In his hand, he holds a scepter made of pure gold.

The high priest simply sat there, holding the scepter in one hand, without speaking, and looked at Tuoba Aofeng who walked in calmly.

When Tuoba Aofeng saw the high priest, he first bowed respectfully, then turned to the ground and knelt on the ground, waiting for the high priest's orders.

"Tomorrow, siege the city!"

"It's snowing!"

The high priest's voice was clear and crisp, but it was these words that were not deterrent enough to calm Tuoba Aofeng's restless heart.

"According to the order!"

Tuoba Aofeng did not ask any further questions.

Because the High Priest has spoken clearly.

Tomorrow, siege the city, and then there will be heavy snow.

Tuoba Aofeng doesn't know how big the snow will be tomorrow, but since the high priest said so, then the snow should be very big.

When Tuoba Aofeng walked out of the high priest's tent, he found that the wind and snow seemed to be getting bigger. He was also used to Feng Xue's eyes, but at this moment he couldn't see people and things ten steps away.

Although it was night, even in the daytime, with such heavy snow, it was enough for them to sneak close to Dragon City.

Once they get close to the Dragon City, then they may invade the city.

As long as you enter the city, then the dawn of victory is just around the corner.

Tuoba Aofeng was in a better mood as he walked in the snowstorm of the boss.

What he thought of was the siege tomorrow, but he forgot that his clansmen had no more firewood to keep out the cold. On such a snowy night, the temperature can be expected to be very low.

This night, Beiman does not know how many clansmen will die silently.

Perhaps, Tuoba Aofeng didn't forget, but he couldn't do anything at all.

Although he is a king, he can't conjure firewood out of thin air.

In the Dragon City, Mr. Xu didn't fall asleep either.

As the wind and snow got bigger and bigger, Mr. Xu stood on the top of the city and looked at the camp of the northern barbarians from afar.

The camp is huge, but there is very little fire when the huge camp is located.

This is not because there are few people in the camp, but because the northern barbarians don't have enough firewood to keep out the cold.

In order to prevent the invasion of the northern barbarians from the south, when he knew that the cold winter would come early this year, Mr. Xu took the soldiers of Longxi House and cut down the mountains and forests around Longcheng.

Fortify the walls and clear the fields!

It's not just about migrating people away, but Mr. Xu is targeting Beiman from the root.

Although I know that there are many old and weak women and children in Beiman's camp, Mr. Xu is still hard-hearted. In the year that Beiman invaded Longxi Mansion, the murders committed in Longxi Mansion were innumerable.

Since Beiman can kill the old and weak women and children of the Tang Dynasty, then Xu Huaiyi has no psychological pressure to sit and watch the tragic death of Beiman's old and weak women and children.

A war of races, no innocents!

(End of this chapter)