Zhang San, please behave yourself!
Chapter 641 - 587: The Killer of Zhang San! Titled as Khan!

Chapter 641: Chapter 587: The Killer of Zhang San! Titled as Khan!

Sharlobi had originally ordered his men to retreat in large numbers.

But after all, nearly two hundred thousand of his own troops came from various tribes of the Tujue.

And this time, it was entirely the tribal leaders who brought their own soldiers to join the battle.

Normally, when order was stable, they would listen to his commands.

But now, the situation was chaotic.

What everyone thought of was to save their own lives first.

Even later, Sharlobi had no choice but to have his personal guards protect him and retreat first.

The two hundred thousand-strong army collapsed in an instant.

Later, when the Sui Army charged out, it was like slaughtering pigs with all the chopping and slashing!

Sharlobi fled northward with his army.

Most of the Tujue were, after all, cavalrymen who grew up on horseback and were skilled at riding.

Thus, even though the Tujue army was constantly being pursued, many tribes actually bunched up and ran together, and with the pursuing Sui Army not being very efficient in their pursuit, this allowed everyone to quickly escape to the north.

But as they ran, the State Preceptor suddenly shouted, "Great Khan! Something isn’t right!"

At that moment, the sweat-drenched Khan Sharlobi asked, "State Preceptor, what’s the matter?"

"Great Khan, think about it. If all four enemy armies had arrived, there should have been pursuers behind us, flank attacks from both sides, and all kinds of traps and ambushes on the road ahead. But our run has been so safe, so quiet!"

At that moment, Sharlobi also realized something was amiss.

Other fleeing Tujue leaders, who at first thought they were lucky, gradually started to sense that something was wrong as they ran.

As Sharlobi gave the order, many tribes immediately stopped.

As the soldiers from various tribes gradually regrouped, they exchanged information and realized that the only ones who were really pursuing them were the Sui Army that had charged out of Ren City.

Moreover, those Sui troops even got tangled up with some slower tribes at the back.

As for the other three armies, other than initially raising their banners, they had not appeared at all!

It was fake!

All fake!

At that moment, the Great Khan Sharlobi was furious!

He was angry that he had been deceived.

What made him even angrier was that the enemy had used the wisdom that he himself had not fully understood last time, which made Sharlobi feel even more displeased.

"Since they are deceiving us, it proves that the Sui Army actually does not have four battalions. Our Tujue’s five armies are also attacking the Great Sui! Everything is a lie! Now, issue the order to tell all the soldiers that what the Sui Army just said were all lies. Now is the time for us to counterattack!"

Under the organization of the State Preceptor, soon the reassembled army of a hundred and seventy or eighty thousand began to charge back.

Meanwhile, Zhang San was leading the Martial Artists of the Town Martial Office and his own squad of maidservants, looting all the supplies and valuables within the Tujue’s camp.

These items, if brought back by the Lingwu Army or the Shuofang Army, would only be considered insignificant military accomplishments.

But if Zhang San took them back, half would be the private property of the Town Martial Office, and the other half would be his own.

With so many good things, there was no reason not to take them.

Moreover, Zhang San knew that if the Tujue could think of using the Great Sui’s civilians as vanguards to attack Ren City, it meant that the Tujue had a strong strategist on their side, and a particularly ruthless one at that.

Since such an opponent existed, the Tujue could realize any moment that they have been tricked.

After all, the troops in Ren City had always been in a defensive stance, even the horses were not prepared, so the forces that had just charged out were only twenty thousand, eight thousand cavalry and twelve thousand infantry.

Just as Zhang San swept through Sharlobi’s tent, taking everything and had just stepped out to set a fire, Baili Niezhen ran over and said to Zhang San, "Master, we’ve heard a lot of approaching horse hooves from the north. It’s likely the Tujue have realized."

Zhang San had originally thought the Tujue would take at least half a day to realize the deception.

But to think, they had figured it out in less than an hour?

"The Tujue have discovered the deception! Retreat, fast!"

As Zhang San shouted loudly from the top of the Forty-Eight Layers Tower, the Sui Army soldiers who were on the battlefields pursuing the remnants of the Tujue and looting the spoils began to withdraw.

And just then, a familiar voice reached Zhang San’s ears.

"Brother Zhang San, I heard you’ve returned, an elder from our Town Martial Office specifically sent me a message. I’m already on my way with my men!"

Ying Jun, the Prince!

Zhang San never expected that at this time, Ying Jun, the Prince, would arrive.

But Zhang San didn’t know how the other party transmitted the message and was unable to respond.

However, after thinking it through, he guessed that if the people of Ying Zhao’s clan were coming, they would be arriving from the north-west.

"Baili Niezhen, send a few maids in that direction, tell anyone from Ying Zhao’s clan they meet not to approach the battlefield and to wait for my orders. Then we’ll launch our attack," Zhang San instructed.

"Understood!"

Baili Niezhen immediately called several sisters over.

And just then, Li Jing ran over.

"Brother San, I just sensed some movement to the east, so I went to check it out. It turns out Wang Junwu has brought reinforcements from along the Jin River."

Zhang San was overjoyed and promptly told Li Jing,

"Fly over there discreetly, then tell Wang Junwu to slow down to avoid detection by the Tujue, and get ready on the eastern side."

Zhang San had originally sent teams of martial artists to frighten the Tujue when they attacked the city at some point, to repel their fierce onslaught.

That was the scene earlier with the three armies’ flags fluttering.

Actually, the combined martial artists from the three locations didn’t even number more than a hundred—they were all martial artists skilled in Wind Series Techniques carrying flags to create the sound and illusion of an army’s presence.

But now, the situation was different.

My brothers have really come!

Small Tujue, today you will witness what true artists can do!

At this moment, the Sui Army knew that the Tujue had returned and immediately turned and ran towards Ren City.

Fortunately, the civilians that had been beneath Ren City were already properly settled.

So everyone ran inside without any obstacles.

The Tujue who chased after them from behind, discovered that their original camp was in complete disarray with flames reaching to the sky.

And at that moment, the Great Sui’s army was also scrambling into Ren City.

Witnessing this scene, the Tujue became even more certain that they had been deceived.

They were on the verge of winning but ended up being fooled by Zhang San.

At this moment, the Tujue were full of rage, furiously lashing their... war horses.

They charged at the soldiers of Great Sui.

As more and more Tujue troops returned from behind, soon seventeen or eighteen thousand assembled once again.

Although initially there were two hundred thousand, some of the chieftains, concerned that sticking with the large group would make them too conspicuous, had fled in other directions during the escape.

Nevertheless, seventeen or eighteen thousand was still sufficient.

Sharlobi pointed his blade and glared furiously at Zhang San, who had somehow produced a zither atop the city walls of Ren City.

"The mighty Tujue Army, follow your Great Khan, get ready..."

Dun~~~~~~~

Above the city walls, Zhang San suddenly plucked a string on the zither that was on the table before him.

Although it was just a single pluck, the awkward technique and excessively forceful use of his fingers made the sound unpleasant to the ears of both the seventeen or eighteen thousand Tujue beneath Ren City and the crowd on the city walls.

Simultaneously, the just-closed gates of Ren City slowly began to open again.

"Sharlobi, the Khan, I have an empty city here with tens of thousands of soldiers lying in ambush. The surrounding area is full of hidden troops. Do you have the courage to take another step forward?"

Sharlobi was infuriated by Zhang San at this point.

Is he taking me for a fool?

"Charge! To arms! The man who kills Zhang San will be titled a Khan!"