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For the past three to five days, he had been watching over the city in a daze. Generally speaking, when the two armies came to fight, they would rush up the mountain, but since Murong Chengyu was very comfortable in his camp, and since the An clan knew that there weren't many Murong Yi soldiers in sight, they couldn't help but secretly drum their hearts when they saw that Murong Yu was planning to send out troops. They were afraid that Murong Yu would trick them into waiting for their turn, so they didn't think that Murong Yu would be afraid to move because of lack of rations.

After the army had departed for the past few days, Murong Yi had ordered that the tents in his camp should not be destroyed, that they must be filled with gas and smoke every day in order to confuse the enemy, and that Long Wei was resting in his residence today. Although the food he was guarding was the weight of the entire army, under normal circumstances, Long Wei's position was still relatively free, because he was considered to have not been fighting in the rear of the army. Furthermore, the army had been in his camp for quite a long time, and even Murong Yu hadn't moved an inch.

Long Wei Yuan thought to himself: "Could it be that Murong Chengyu turned around and attacked us from the Su Province?" If Murong Chengyu truly made a move, the manor lord would definitely come and inform me. " With this thought in mind, Long Weiyuan didn't care too much about it. He just ordered the soldiers to investigate the enemy's numbers and who would be the leader of the group to inform him.

After a while, the little soldier came to report to Long Wei Yuan that the enemy troops were already more than twenty miles away from the city, numbering about ten thousand people. The leader of the group was holding a weirdly shaped blade, referring to King Yu's Lance, which had only been used by a few people since ancient times, so it was understandable that the little soldier didn't recognize him. When Long Wei heard about the speed of the enemy troops, he immediately understood the severity of the situation.

Due to the rapidity of the advance troops, when Long Wei reached the tower, he could already see the advance troops from afar. Long Wei was watching from the tower, and from afar, he could see the advance troops madly rushing towards here, so fast that they didn't even give Long Wei Yuan time to think about it, because Tu Xian said before he came that we were here to snatch grain from Su Prefecture. If we win, then we will have food, and if we can't win, we will all starve to death.

In the blink of an eye, Tu Xian rushed from a distance of more than twenty miles away to Suzhou City. Before Long Weiyuan could react, the car had already begun attacking the city gates, and a ladder was already placed on top of the city walls.

Under normal circumstances, whether it was an assault or a defense, the two armies would have to announce their names to each other before the battle. Then, when the opposing armies were willing to surrender, or when they had to exchange a few courteous words with each other, they would even curse each other a few times before starting the battle. However, who would have known that after rushing over, Tu would directly attack Long Wei Yuan without even giving him the chance to surrender?

Long Wei was really not prepared at all. Although there were some arrows on the tower, they were not many, not to mention the burning oil or rolling wood battling stones that were necessary to defend the city. In the face of the fierce attack of Tu Xian, the defending troops were no longer able to defend.

Long Wei Yuan immediately organized the scattered troops and started fighting with the Slaughter First Army on the tower. However, the Slaughter First Army was as fast as a wolf, and Long Wei's troops couldn't stop the attack of the Slaughter First Army at all. At this moment, Tu Xian's car, which was under the tower, had already knocked open the gate, and a large number of troops had already swarmed in and attacked the tower, immediately trapped Long Wei Yuan's troops in the middle, attacking from both front and back.

They could only use their mace and fight together with the enemy. The two troops fought from noon till night on the city wall, and Long Wei Yuan had countless knife wounds on his body, so he only had less than a hundred troops left. Long Wei Yuan knew he had to run, and if he didn't run, he would really die on the city wall.

With a loud roar, Long Wei Yuan charged towards the bottom of the city wall with his mace in hand, while the rest of the army followed him out of the city wall. Long Wei Yuan could be considered a tiger general, and once he used his mace, it would be extremely difficult for anyone to defend against him.

But who would have thought that just as Long Weiyuan rushed out of the city, a new army arrived, it was from Yang Zong Wang's side. Yang Zong Wang rushed over to meet Long Wei, and Long Wei Yuan knew that they had to make it through, but he was definitely not going to be able to escape. One of them held a spear while the other held a pair of mace as they charged towards him.

Long Wei raised his two mace and aimed it at Long Weiyuan's head. Yang Zongwan immediately pulled back his spear and thrust it towards Long Weiyuan's chest, and logically speaking, Long Weiyuan's martial arts was far above Yang Zongwan's, so this spear was definitely not able to hit him. But Long Weiyuan had been fighting hard for a whole day, and right now, he was already at the end of his strength, so his reaction was naturally not as agile as usual.

It was all because Long Weiyuan had used his last bit of strength to hold onto the horse's head. At the same time, Long Weiyuan squeezed his feet, and the war horse let out a shriek as it galloped in the direction of Guangde. Yang Zongwang saw that Long Weiyuan had escaped, and stopped chasing him, because his injuries were fatal.

Halfway there, they saw a horse dragging a bloodied war general, slowly walking towards them. The more the An clan thought of this, the more they rushed forward, immediately carrying Long Weiyuan, who had already stopped breathing long ago, the more An clan cried out, and ordered Long Weiyuan's corpse to be brought back to Guangde to be buried, and then led his army to Suzhou. However, when An Yue arrived at Suzhou City, Yang Zong Wang was already out of sight of the city, thinking of how Long Wei had died.