Fortunately, after wiping out the Northern Army this time, they had captured quite a few warhorses. Combined with the horses Youzhou had prepared for them, they didn't have to make the journey on foot.
The distance was simply too great. By the time they arrived, more than half a month had passed, and Jiayuguan had already been fighting for over two months.
By then, all the soldiers inside Jiayuguan were physically and mentally exhausted, yet they could only keep holding the line in silence.
Of those still left, fewer than three thousand of the rebels from the Capital remained, and every one of them was wounded. Even Su Rongqing, hailed as the Capital's foremost young gentleman, had not only broken an arm but also been disfigured. That showed just how brutal the fighting had been.
Qin Lin and the others knew how urgent the situation was, but they still rested for a night before reaching the battlefield. Then they had Xie Chunhe lead ten thousand rebels in a coordinated midnight raid, while Qin Zhenzhen set off firework bombs. Once the enemy was thrown into disarray, Qin Lin would launch a second wave.
Xie Chunhe knew that this raid was a near-certain death sentence. The Northern Kingdom had started with eighty thousand troops and still had more than sixty thousand. His ten thousand men would hardly make a difference.
After all, word of the fighting at Yanmen Pass had already reached them, and the firework bombs would be less effective than they had been in the first two battles.
But when the raid began, Xie Chunhe realized just how wrong he had been. Before they charged into the tents, Qin Zhenzhen didn't use firework bombs at all. Instead, she used talismans. Flames rained down like a meteor shower, setting the entire