Su Zhan immediately ordered his men to clear the battlefield and seize all weapons, horses, gold, silver, and grain.

They then distributed food and water to the slaves to help them replenish their strength. They told them that Stone City was willing to give them a way out. Those who wanted to go with them to kill the steppe people could take their knives and go together, while those who did not could find their own way to survive.

The order was issued swiftly, and the soldiers began to systematically clear the battlefield. The bodies of the slave traders were thrown into a large pit and buried together, while valuable supplies were quickly gathered together.

When water and food were distributed to the slaves, there was a deathly silence at first, followed by an outburst of suppressed sobs.

Amid the chaos, some people began to eat heartily, while others explained the orders Su Chen had just given them.

All the slaves raised their heads, some with gleaming eyes, clearly very tempted.

Some people still see only despair in their eyes; they have lost faith in their lives and want to return to their dream hometown.

Su Zhan didn't let his men interfere with them. He gave them enough travel money, food, and water, and then they left.

The remaining group was incorporated into Su Zhan's army.

Next, they will become members of Stone City and follow Su Zhan to conquer all directions.

At this moment, Su Zhan had already gone to interrogate the prisoner's spy.

This was a grassland man who looked fairly clever, but at this moment he was kneeling on the ground, trembling like a leaf in the wind.

Repeat what you just said about the royal army. Don't miss a single word. If you dare to utter even a single lie, my blade is not to be trifled with.

Su Zhan's scimitar flashed in his eyes, the eerie blue light instantly paralyzing his underling. "Yes, sir, spare my life!"

The prisoner kowtowed incoherently, saying, "It was told to us by our leader's confidant who just returned from the royal court yesterday. He said that the new Khan, King Agudamu, has been enraged and has vowed to massacre Stone City to avenge the Left Wise King."

The army set off several days ago, with Agudamu's personal guard, Jinlangji, leading the vanguard. They should arrive at the outskirts of Stone City by noon tomorrow at the latest. There are tens of thousands of troops following behind. They want our leader to join them in the attack, right? "My lord, that's all I know. Everything I've said is true, my lord."

The prisoner's voice trembled, and tears streamed down his face.

Su Zhan frowned sharply. This news was extremely important, yet they hadn't received a single piece of information about it.

It seems that the royal court has indeed undergone a change. The royal court that could be easily infiltrated is now airtight.

Even the intelligence units of Pheasant Neck and Bamboo Viper had not received this news.

If they hadn't come here today to massacre the tribe of the grassland people and capture this minor leader, they might never have received the news.

At that time, the entire Stone City may also be plunged into a sea of ​​blood.

Moreover, the royal court's reaction time was even more urgent than he had anticipated. Most of Stone City's main force was scattered outside sweeping, and although the second-in-command, Bai Danqiu, was stationed in the city, their forces were insufficient to shake the royal court's elite vanguard. And there were still other troops to follow.

If the main army approaches the city while the other soldiers of Stone City are still sweeping outside, Stone City will be left empty, and the second-in-command will definitely face enormous pressure.

Moreover, it is highly likely that the entire Stone City will be captured by the steppe people.

If they breach the city, everything inside will be reduced to a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

However, he was still somewhat skeptical of the junior leader's words, so he asked, "Where are your leader's trusted men?"

The prisoner trembled even more violently. "He's dead. When you stormed in, he was outside the tent, and a hero chopped off his head with a single blow."

Okay, the trail has gone cold.

Su Zhan frowned and subconsciously scanned the entire camp. Suddenly, his gaze sharpened and landed on the female slave who had just been pushed away by the tribal chief. The female slave was still kneeling on the ground, trembling, not knowing what fate awaited her.

Su Zhan walked over to her and said, "Do you know any secrets about that grassland chieftain? Or where he usually keeps his letters?"

The female slave nodded, then went into the tent and came out carrying a wooden box inlaid with rough gemstones.

When the box was opened, some gold and silver ingots and several rolls of parchment were scattered out.

Su Zhan picked up one of the scrolls and found it stained with blood. The writing on it was not the common script of the grasslands; the strokes were distorted, more like some kind of secret code or a mark of a specific grassland tribe.

There was also a blurry, hastily crossed-out sealing wax mark on the paper. A thought struck him; his intuition told him that this thing was definitely not simple.

"What is this?"

He asked the female slave, and she shook her head.

He then seized the slave leader.

The slave leader leaned closer, shaking his head blankly. "I don't recognize this mark. It looks like it's used by some tribe in the west. Our boss seems to value these hides quite a bit; he's always kept them locked in a box. I really don't know what these things are."

Su Zhan didn't ask any more questions and quickly put away the rolls of parchment.

This wasn't the time to delve into that matter. He strode outside and began instructing everyone to set off.

The fighting outside had completely ended, and the slaves had been calmed down. Most of them chose to follow the Han Chinese army, which seemed powerful and willing to give them a way out.

However, thousands of combat-ineffective foes would undoubtedly be a huge burden in such a life-or-death race.

"Third Master, what should we do with these slaves? With them, we can't possibly outrun the royal cavalry."

A squad leader asked anxiously, bowing his head.

At this moment, Wild Chicken Neck also rode over, his face also showing a serious question. Su Zhan looked towards the direction of Stone City and said in a resolute voice, "We can't abandon them. Leave 500 brothers to escort these slaves and the captured supplies. Try to avoid the main roads and take the side roads, heading towards Stone City. Tell them to be careful and not to attract the attention of others on the way."

Then, he suddenly drew his broadsword from his waist, the blade pointing directly at the direction of Stone City, his voice piercing the cold air.

"The rest of you, travel light and quickly. We must get back to Stone City before sunset. The Second-in-Command is still waiting for us, Stone City is still waiting for us, and those bastards from the Royal Court are trying to take advantage of the situation. We must get back and spread the word."

The remaining 1500 elite soldiers responded with a thunderous roar, their voices echoing across the land.

They abandoned unnecessary supplies, carrying only weapons and a small amount of dry rations, and followed the Soviet Union into battle.

Like an arrow released from a bow, it sped towards the Stone City.

The entire army, like an iron torrent, broke through the chill of the morning, shattering the tranquility of the grassland, and with a do-or-die spirit, charged straight at the stone city that was about to be set ablaze with blood and fire.

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