The army began to advance forward. Along the way, Mo Xiaobao was analyzing various pros and cons for his decision, and he would also think from Ye Qing's perspective or from a global perspective. If Lord Ye led 5,000 people, would he take advantage of the possibility of riots in the enemy's city and the defense was lax, and then conquering the city.

The distance between Kerman City became clearer and clearer, and Mo Xiaobao's eyes became more and more firmer. As the saying goes, "Everything is not about yourself, but it is about yourself, and it is a mess." Mo Xiaobao has been entangled in Ye Qing's safety, but instead ignores the biggest signal that Ye Qing gave him, that is, he clearly asked him to attack the city.

In Mo Xiaobao's opinion, if Ye Qing did not mean to attack the city, then there was no need for him to be in the city at this time, but to wait for him to meet with him in a place outside the city.

But now Ye Qing doesn't know what to do in the city. Isn't this clear, waiting for him, Mo Xiaobao, to lead people to attack the city? Besides, the Khwarezmians had just been defeated, and at this time, Kman City must have just learned about the defeat, so his city defense will definitely not be very stable. This is an absolute good opportunity and advantage for Mo Xiaobao.

The Tatars did not aim at siege because they were born to like horse battles, and they came and went freely like storms. They could use their strong mobility and decisive wildness to drag down the enemy, making the enemy unable to fight with their own arduous defense.

For the Song people, whether they are sieging or defending the city, they have absolute experience and advantages. If they give up their strengths, they will instead fight against the enemy with their shortcomings, which will undoubtedly dig their own graves.

On July 18, the first year of Shaoxi, when news of the camp being attacked and defeated last night began to spread throughout Kerman City, a dark tide began to appear at the gate facing the east of Kerman City. Then as the dark tide slowly advanced, Kerman City instantly felt like it was in an uproar, and the entire city suddenly became boiling.

Without any warning, the entire city fell into panic chaos in an instant, and the atmosphere of the war instantly flooded the entire city.

The Khwarezmians, who have always had the initiative, never thought that one day the Liao people would burn the war to their city. In addition, the news of the defeat of the camp just now had not been completely digested. After reacting, there were black enemy troops outside the city. This army that fell from the sky gave Kerman City a pressure that could cause Kerman City to collapse instantly.

Before he could discuss how to fight back against the Liao people after the defeat in Fars' room, Lahore, the defender of Kerman City, was panicked by the messenger and his pale face was startled.

When the messenger trembled his lips and stammered that tens of thousands of Liao people had gathered outside the city and were preparing to attack the city, Lahore's eyes suddenly turned black and he almost fell off his chair.

Fars frowned and looked at Xiao Yanlou, the envoy of the Liao Kingdom next to him: "Didn't you say that even if they want to start a war on their own initiative, they will need to attack at the earliest, or even the acquired genius? Why have they attacked outside the city now?"

Xiao Yanlou didn't care much about the questioning and anger in Fars' tone. He shook his head and frowned: "Dear Sun God, please believe in the sincerity of our king. What we said is completely true. They cannot be so fast..."

"But it is true that the camp was attacked last night and the entire army was wiped out. Do you still have to argue?" Fars stood up and looked at Xiao Yanlou angrily and asked.

"This... I don't believe they will be so fast unless they can fly, otherwise how is this possible? Dear Sun God, think about it, they just attacked your country's camp last night, and then they could immediately arrive at Kerman City? How is this possible? Your country fled back... The soldiers who ran back desperately reported the news were just entering the city to report the defeat of the camp. The speed of tens of thousands of troops was completely impossible to arrive so quickly, right?" Xiao Yanlou was also full of questions in his heart, but he couldn't figure out whether the army of Song, Tatars, and Jin people were really fast?

Hearing Xiao Yanlou's analysis, Fars' expression gradually calmed down. Lahore next to him also woke up at the right time. Looking at Xiao Yanlou in the room, Fars and the others immediately stood up and said, "I'll go and see what's happening outside the city immediately."

Fars nodded silently, and after watching Lahore leave, he said to the people next to him: "Don't drive away those believers anymore, just let them continue to wait outside. If..." Fars was silent for a while, and then said: "If there were so many Liao troops outside the city, perhaps these believers could fight for their Sun God."

Hearing Fars say this, Xiao Yanlou's originally worried frowning brows unfolded in an instant: "Yes, the great sun god can allow these believers to block the enemy. There are probably tens of thousands of people gathered outside. If they can carry out a sacred battle under the illumination of your sacred light, I believe that those coalition forces are vulnerable at all."

Fars glanced at Xiao Yanlou indifferently. This time, this man not only brought him the girl he liked the most, but also countless gold and silver treasures. Now these things are still in Kerman City. He has enjoyed the girl in Yifa City, but countless gold and silver treasures are not so easy to get.

According to his agreement with Xiao Yanlou, he would give him all the gold, silver, treasures, jewelry after they defeated the coalition forces of the Song, Tatars, and Jin people.

"But I wonder if this is considered to be for your country and for your South Court king?" Fars turned his head and asked with a smile.

Xiao Yanlou was stunned at first, and then he realized that Fars was taking the opportunity to negotiate terms with him and the long-coveted gold and silver treasures.

These things followed him all the way, just to allow Fars to fulfill his promises, so that the Liao Dynasty would lose all its money until the end of losing both people and wealth, that is, the Jin, Song, and Tatar coalition forces would lose so much money in vain.

At this time, the two of them did not know that the defeat of the camp was annihilated. In their opinion, the defeat of the camp was nothing more than a small loss. After recovering from the sensation, they would definitely be able to regain the initiative and defeat the unworthy coalition forces.

Therefore, they also believed that the coalition forces outside the city or the army of the Northern Prefecture were not large. According to speculation, the number of people should not be large, and as long as they hold on to the city, the soldiers and horses of the camp will inevitably attack them in the shortest time.

So at this time, it was not a big dilemma for Fars. Even the solemnity he had just shown was just for Xiao Yanlou to see.

But is the truth really as easy as they thought? Obviously not.

Ye Qing and Mu Huali watched the brigade of defenders gathered around a general-looking man and then involuntarily stroked their chin and began to think.

"Can he be Fars?" Mu Huali had never seen Fars that night in Yifa City, and only Ye Qing and the Tatars who could speak the Khwarezmians.

"No. But what are they going to do when they run out in a hurry? Is it because they are planning to counterattack or are there other things? Is it so efficient?" Ye Qing frowned and looked at the general Lahore in front of the gate and galloped away.

Looking at the Khwarezmians who looked like generals, leaving surrounded by a large number of defenders, and the sun god Fars behind him was still sitting firmly on Diaoyutai at this time. Obviously, they were not planning to reorganize the army, so...

Ye Qing glanced back at Mu Huali, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes: "It seems that our people outside the city are going to attack the city!"

"Capture Manchester City?" Mu Huali was startled by the sharpness in Ye Qing's eyes and asked with a conditioned reflex.

"Yes, if I guess it's good, Temujin would send Mo Xiaobao to pick me up, and he must have led others to Malhan. Temujin would definitely not compete for a useless city. After all, Malhan is farther from Ifa City, and the Khwazm City we are in now can become our temporary food and grass camp after being captured by us, just like... the Khwarezmians set up a camp on the grassland. Malhan and Khman are their food and grass camps, and they can provide supplies from afar." Ye Qing became more and more excited, and then looked at the gate. After the general left, the guards became a little relaxed and whispered to Mu Huali: "Let's find a way to go out and see if there are our people outside the city gate east of Khwazm. If there are, try every means to tell them to attack the city at all costs..."

"Then... what should you do, sir?" Mu Huali was stunned for a moment. He also knew that if there were signs of favorability, it would be better to confirm first, and then they could choose to do other things.

"What else can I do? Let's wait here for it. If you have the chance, you will assassinate it. If you don't have the chance, you will wait for the city to break out." Ye Qing said biting his lips.

And just as they were talking, the sound of horse hooves sounded again in the distance, and then a defender jumped off the horse and rushed in without knowing what he shouted.

Ye Qing held back and took advantage of the opportunity to relax at the gate. Mu Huali, who wanted to take the opportunity to go out, shook his head silently and said calmly: "No need to go, just look at the expressions of these people."

After Ye Qing reminded him, Mu Huali slowly looked over Ye Qing's gaze, and then saw an incredible, incredible, shocked face.

There were also buzzing noises around. From time to time, you could hear some of the believers shouting, looking sad and angry or full of anger, but more expressions were still incredibly at a loss.

"For the first time, I know how uncomfortable it is to be a deaf!" Mu Huali said speechlessly.

He really wanted to know what the guards shouted, and he wanted to know what the believers around him were thinking now, but helplessly, they couldn't understand a word and could only judge from their expressions.

As the noise became louder and louder, the buzzing of his ears was filled with incomprehensible language, the guards at the gate began to look above his head with a solemn expression.

Ye Qing and Mu Huali couldn't help but look upwards, and saw a door slowly opening on the balcony on the second floor. A believer wearing a moon-white robe and also wrapped in a headscarf walked out.

Ye Qing kept staring at that eye, and then recalled the man he saw in the room in Yifa City that night, which was somewhat similar to the man in front of him.

As the moon-white robe man slowly raised his arm on the balcony on the second floor, the scene, which was originally buzzing like a fly, suddenly became silent.

"That's right, it's him." Ye Qing mingled among the crowd and whispered to Mu Huali.

"Who is it?" Mu Huali had not reacted yet.

After all, the scene that was noisy just now, the whole atmosphere became solemn because of the appearance of the man in white robe. The eyes and expressions that were just incredible just now became extremely pious and admirable. Some people even began to voluntarily fold their hands and kneel down and worship.

"He is the sun god Fars." Ye Qing couldn't help but tighten the field sword tightly in his hand. He began to quickly calculate in his mind that if he flew out the field sword, he would be somewhat sure that he could stab Fars in the heart.

After all, he was completely unsure of being able to fly out of the field sword from bottom to top and then accurately stab Fars in the heart. After all, he was not a hunter...

"If you assassinate him like this, how sure are you?" Ye Qing didn't miss his rifle more than at this time. He felt a move and asked Mu Huali.

"Do you want to be now?" Mu Huali was shocked and looked around him with some fear. If the Sun God was assassinated at this moment, the two of them would not be trampled into flesh by these believers!

Seeing the worry in Mu Huali's eyes, Ye Qing continued to whisper: "Look at how many people are watching us around, and who is not looking at the sun god piously. How can you let go of such an excellent opportunity? Besides, as long as you are sure to stab the vital part, then after throwing it out, we will kneel down immediately, and no one can find it."

Mu Huali looked at Ye Qing nervously, then looked at most of the people who were kneeling down devoutly, and there were still some figures who were slowly kneeling, but they didn't dare to look at Fars at all. He was afraid that the murderous intent inadvertently revealed in his eyes would be noticed by the other party.

"Okay, I'll try..." Mu Huali slowly pulled out his dagger and bit his lip and said.

"Don't try, there is only one chance. Only success is allowed not failure! After that, I personally ask you for me in front of Temujin. If you lose... You and I will wait to be stepped into meat paste!" Ye Qingyan saw that the worship tide was already like a wave, and quickly rushed towards them, saying hurriedly: "It really doesn't work. If you can make him fall, then I will finish it..."

Before Ye Qing finished speaking, he saw a flash of light in front of him, and then Mu Huali returned to his previous appearance. At this time, he was following the believers bent down and kneeled down.
Chapter completed!