A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

Yanmen Pass.

Almost none of the tens of thousands of soldiers survived.

Every soldier had some kind of injury, and the wounded soldiers' camp in the city was already overflowing.

Young and strong men continuously carried supplies for the city's defenses, replenishing the supplies on the city walls.

There was also a group of young men who kept pestering a scholar, their faces red and their words heated, but they did not do anything outrageous in the face of the scholar who was powerless to even kill a chicken.

This scholar was none other than Zhang Liang.

These young men and women were all residents of Yanmen Pass.

"My lord, last year when the Xiongnu invaded the south, my whole family was killed by them. I escaped by going into the mountains to hunt."

"This deep-seated hatred can only be avenged by the blood of the Xiongnu!"

This young man, who looked to be in his twenties or thirties, was crying with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"Sir, my son was only 10 years old, still a child, and he was cooked alive by these beasts!"

Another young man knelt down before Zhang Liang and kowtowed repeatedly.

God knows how desperate he was when he got home and saw this scene.

"We humbly request that you allow us to defend the city together, and give us a chance to avenge our grievances."

"If you manage to survive by sheer luck, you'll be at the mercy of your superiors for the rest of your life."

"If I die on the road to revenge, I will pray for you day and night in the underworld."

"Yes, sir, please give us a chance."

The group of young men all knelt down before Zhang Liang, kowtowing repeatedly until their heads were covered in bright red blood.

At this moment, Zhou Bo, his body aching all over, walked over. Having just gone through a great battle, he removed his armor, which was covered in blood and flesh, and came to Zhang Liang's side in his undergarments.

"Okay, I agree."

"After some soldiers were killed or seriously wounded, their armor was collected. Go and collect it."

"Yanmen Pass is located on the frontier, so you should all have received training. You shouldn't need to be taught how to defend the city walls."

"Don't blame me if you die for agreeing to go up there."

Zhou Bo saw the death wish in these people and was afraid that they would do something irrational.

It's better to hold it in your hand and use it to help defend the city walls.

The Xiongnu have been attacking the city very frequently these past few days, but in any case, it's not their own people who are dying.

Although the soldiers could be rotated, the casualties were still heavy.

If this continues, the frequency of rotations will decrease, and if their energy can't keep up, the casualty rate will skyrocket.

"Thank you, General. Thank you, General."

Zhou Bo waved his hand, and his personal guards led the young men to collect their armor.

Seeing that they could join the Han army to defend the city, more young men flocked over and followed suit.

Zhang Liang sighed, watching the able-bodied men leave. "After this battle, how many of them will survive?"

Compared to the well-equipped and experienced Han army, even with the armor of the Han army, the mortality rate of these young men would still be far higher than that of the Han army.

"Who knows?"

Zhou Bo said nonchalantly, "That's just how the world is."

Life is as worthless as grass.

"Where do you think that guy is right now?"

"According to the plan, they should be at Langjuxu Mountain by now."

Zhang Liang silently calculated in his mind and then answered.

"Mount Langjuxu?!"

"It seems the most dangerous moment is approaching. They will definitely launch their largest siege before they retreat."

"Zifang, arrange for the soldiers to rest in advance."

"We must ensure that our soldiers have enough energy to get through that day."

"If we can just hold on, this battle will be over."

Zhou Bo let out a breath. The past few days of being ground into a bloody mill had left him exhausted, and now everything he saw appeared red.

"General, the Xiongnu have launched another attack."

At this moment, Zhou Bo's personal guards rushed over from afar and spoke to Zhou Bo.

"Let's go up to the city wall."

As Zhou Bo walked, he put on his armor, stretched his aching muscles, and forced himself to stay alert.

As Zhou Bo slowly climbed the blood-red steps, the city wall was now stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a foul odor.

Countless Hu people charged toward Yanmen Pass once again.

......

Langjuxu Mountain.

Wei Ping called Fan Kuai over.

The reason Fan Kuai was sent with him instead of guarding Yanmen Pass was to prepare for this.

Capturing the capital city does not necessarily lift the siege of Yanmen Pass.

On the contrary, it might cause the old Chanyu to give up and act recklessly.

They had to take action against the other Xiongnu nobles.

"Fan Kuai, let's split up into two groups."

"I will lead 5000 troops to attack the Left Guli King and the Left Xian King in succession. You will lead the remaining 10,000 troops to attack the Right Guli King and the Right Xian King."

"Regardless of the outcome, we must assemble here in seven days."

Wei Ping pointed to the Daqingshan Mountain on the map.

This was the only way for the Xiongnu to withdraw their troops from Yanmen Pass, and it was also an extremely suitable location for an ambush.

The terrain is rugged and hilly.

The Xiongnu cavalry's advantages in mobility and size were completely ineffective.

They can take advantage of their small size and employ guerrilla tactics.

When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy is exhausted, we attack.

"Okay, hehe."

"How about we see who gets there first?"

Fan Kuai, relying on his superior numbers, figured he could at least snatch the prize even if he couldn't win.

"OK."

Wei Ping smiled enigmatically; he had no intention of continuing to fight, as time simply did not allow it.

Given his fearsome reputation among the Xiongnu, it wouldn't be difficult for him to acquire a group of dogs.

Sometimes, traitors are the most vicious.

More ruthless than the enemy.

As Wei Ping had predicted, his fearsome reputation among the Xiongnu was so great that as soon as he said he wanted to take in dogs, the Xiongnu people rushed to surrender.

He selected only a portion of the Xiongnu people who had not invaded the south and a large number of Xiongnu women to drive cattle and sheep.

After killing those two tribes, they had a million cattle and sheep in their hands.

Wei Ping arranged for 1,000 Han soldiers and 1,200 traitors to lead the group of women to watch over the cattle and sheep on the side of Yinshan Mountain, while Wei Ping led the remaining troops to join Fan Kuai.

According to their estimated speed, the Xiongnu allied forces at Yanmen Pass have already received what they have done.

They also sent people in advance to inform Yanmen Pass of the news.

What followed was the most brutal battle of Yanmen Pass.

They believed that Zhou Bo and Zhang Liang could definitely defend Yanmen Pass.

At the same time, a face that was clearly not of Xiongnu appeared in Laoshang Chanyu's camp.

After so much time, the Xiongnu must have realized that Wei Ping was not there.

Especially after the news came from the clansmen of the Left and Right Wise Kings and the Left and Right Guli Kings, the old Chanyu immediately realized that he had been tricked.

Loufan King's territory was attacked by the Qiang people, but it was clearly attacked by Wei Ping.

Damn it, if he had said so earlier, their army might have already captured Yanmen Pass with a full-scale attack.

Now we've lost Yanmen Pass and our home.

The old Chanyu was so angry with Lou Fanwang that he was second only to Wei Ping in hatred.

"Han Chinese, you can give your last words now."

The old Chanyu looked at the Han man with no warmth in his eyes. He was currently at war with the Han people, and yet a Han man had managed to sneak into his tent.

Go back and replace the personal guards around you.

Hahahaha!

The Han people didn't give any last words; instead, they burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at?"

The old Chanyu, barely suppressing the urge to kill this man, gritted his teeth and asked.

"I laugh at you, Chanyu, for being so close to death that you are unaware of it all."

The Han man plopped down on the ground, shaking his head.