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into the night.

The Northern Hu people did indeed arrive.

Leading the group were dozens of highly skilled assassins.

They crept along the base of the city wall, swung out their grappling hooks, and climbed up the wall like geckos.

The city walls were quiet, with only the torches swaying and whooshing in the wind.

Several groups of Northern Hu soldiers sneaked in first.

They went down into the gate, pried open the heavy bolts, and slowly pulled the city gate open.

A large, dark mass of people immediately poured in from outside.

The horseshoes were wrapped in cloth, so when they walked, they only made a dull thud, not a crisp sound.

The leading general waved his hand, and the men immediately split up and led their teams into the city.

"Go and scout out the route, see which household has a granary, which alley is passable by horse, and which large merchants have stored grain."

"Grab it and run! No lingering!"

No sooner had the order been given than an unexpected change occurred.

Suddenly, a burst of light appeared on the city wall.

Torches were lit one after another.

It's like a fire dragon clinging to the wall, burning from the east end to the west end.

The entire main street leading into the city was illuminated as bright as day.

Bei Hubing was completely stunned.

Someone had only taken two steps when he looked up and saw that the city wall was densely packed with archers.

The arrowhead pointed downwards, like a dark, heavy rain cloud.

Directly ahead, a group of people lined up at a leisurely pace.

Xiao Fang rode on his horse, wearing a thick cloak, with the bandages on his shoulders peeking out from his collar.

He was also holding a cloth bag embroidered with lotus flowers, which contained a hot water bottle prepared by his wife.

The firelight reflected on his face, his expression indifferent, as if he were watching a play whose ending he already knew.

"Here we go again? How many heads have you prepared for me to kill this time?"

He spoke very softly, yet the Northern Hu soldiers at the front all took a step back.

One of the Northern Hu soldiers who had just been transferred back recognized Xiao Fang.

His legs went weak and he collapsed to the ground.

"It's him...it's Prince Xiao again..."

"Damn it...we've fallen for their trap again..."

The Northern Hu general's face turned pale, but he still tried to hold on.

"Xiao Fang! Don't be so smug! Today, we have ten thousand elite cavalry; you might not be able to defeat us!"

Xiao Fang smiled, ignoring his bluster, and asked instead.

"Did Gu Jinghuai send you here again?"

You're all so obedient; he told you to come, and you actually came.

They didn't learn their lesson from the fall of the city last time, and now they're coming to their doorstep again.

Xiao Fang paused, his expression a half-smile.

"He voted for you, drew maps for you, and showed you the way."

This has happened twice already; each time he's sending you to my death.

"Are you Northern Hu people brainless? You actually still believe him."

General Bei Hu's face twitched, clearly showing his anger towards Gu Jinghuai.

Such blatant provocation would be easily detected by a normal person.

But the Northern Hu generals weren't normal people; their minds weren't very sharp.

"Gu Jinghuai is your man!"

Xiao Fang tucked the hot water bottle into his bosom.

"Once he descended from the city, once he went to the border town. He himself doesn't show his face, but he sends you to pay for his own lives."

Haven't you ever considered whose side he's actually on?

The Northern Hu generals looked ashen-faced, exchanged glances, and none of them spoke.

Xiao Fang didn't say anything more and gestured with his chin toward Lu Zhao and Ming Rui.

"Kill them all! Leave no survivors!"

Lu Zhao had been waiting impatiently, and as soon as he heard the order, he yelled and rushed out.

"Brothers! Kill them all!"

Mingrui spurred his horse and followed with his sword.

Soldiers from Daliang poured out from all the alleyways, city walls, and behind houses.

Under the lamplight, the glint of blades flashed like waves.

They've been well-fed and clothed all these days, and they're full of energy.

Now that the Northern Hu people are surrounded on the long street like a swarm of headless flies, there's no way to stop them.

The Northern Hu soldiers were already feeling guilty, and this sudden surge of energy threw them into even greater disarray.

They want to separate, but they can't.

They tried to retreat, but the city gates had already been closed again.

Some knelt down and begged for mercy, while others turned and ran, but they were all forced back by the rain of arrows from the city walls.

The third prince of the Northern Hu, protected by his personal guards, desperately tried to break westward.

But one by one, the people around him fell down.

The last few guards roared and lunged at the pursuers, dragging him a few steps with their bodies.

When the third prince saw that he was surrounded by fire and swords, he knew that he could not get out.

He gritted his teeth, drew his sword, and glanced back towards the direction of the Northern Hu.

"Father! Your son will take his leave now!"

With a single stroke of the knife, blood splattered on the spot.

Three generals from the Northern Hu were also scattered in the chaos of battle.

They were covered in blood, like three evil spirits crawling out of a pool of blood.

Lu Zhao met one of them head-on, and after more than twenty rounds of fighting, he sliced ​​off half of the opponent's shoulder armor with a single stroke.

The man was about to strike again when Mingrui, who rushed up from the side, severed his neck with a single spear thrust.

Xiao Fang remained seated on his horse.

He watched slowly and deliberately, occasionally bending down to adjust his cloak that had been blown open by the wind.

He doesn't need to fight; they have a numerical advantage.

Moreover, his injury hasn't healed yet, and if it reopens, Shu Yao will be angry.

My wife is pregnant and can't stand the slightest bit of anger.

Lu Zhao, Ming Rui, and the others have been waiting for this moment for far too long.

When the sounds of battle subsided, Xiao Fang turned his head and spoke to the guard beside him.

"Go tell the city gate guard to let two men out and send them back to Beihu to have a proper explanation of what happened today."

The guards obeyed and left.

A short while later, two Northern Hu soldiers, covered in blood, stumbled out.

They dared not look back and ran desperately northward.

Xiao Fang watched the two dark figures disappear before slowly curving his lips into a smile.

Gu Jinghuai, how long do you think you can hide in Beihu?

Xiao Fang remained seated on his horse, watching the chaos unfold on the long street as if it were a play.

He watched as the third prince of the Northern Barbarians committed suicide, watched as three generals were beheaded by Lu Zhao and Ming Rui, and watched as the Northern Barbarian soldiers on the streets either died or surrendered.

As the sounds of battle subsided, Lu Zhao rode over and wiped his face with his sleeve.

"Were those two people who ran away meant to cause trouble for Gu Jinghuai?"

Xiao Fang nodded.

Lu Zhao smiled.

"Once the Northern Hu people suffer a major loss, that guy surnamed Gu is definitely going to be in deep trouble!"

Xiao Fang slowly looked north.

"With the war escalating to this point, they're bound to need to vent their anger on someone."

Gu Jinghuai is perfectly suited to be the scapegoat for the Northern Hu King.

After he finished speaking, he turned his horse around.

"Withdraw the troops and return to the main camp."