The battle at the foot of the stone city has come to an end. After two consecutive rounds of fighting, both sides suddenly found that no one could do anything about the other.

Prince Hamid, who originally had the advantage, was charged by the opponent's armored cavalry and suffered heavy losses, and could only barely maintain the situation.

Nasr II also found that his armored cavalry could not break through the infantry formation of Golam on the opposite side, and he immediately fell into deep self-doubt.

In his mind, this imperial guard army founded by him had followed him in expeditions for more than ten years, defeated countless enemies, and never met an enemy.

Especially when they successively captured Baishuihu City, Talos and Balasagon, they defeated tens of thousands of Kara Khanate cavalry many times with only a few thousand cavalry.

He also killed Buglahan Saktu's father Basil and captured a large number of Saktu's brothers and sisters.

But how come it is now that it can no longer charge the infantry who are not wearing much armor?

"Your Highness the Emir, the city gate of Bukhara has opened, and the people who came out were holding golden horse flags. It was Said and the others. They took control of Bukhara. Prince Hamid and the rebels are finished!"

The Grand Wazir Bala'ami excitedly ran to Nasr II to announce the good news, but Nasr II looked at the old Grand Wazir calmly and was not very excited.

"I am the emir of the kingdom. Any rebellion against me will not succeed. The citizens of Bukhara support me!"

Although he looked quite calm on the surface, no one noticed that Nasr II pressed his knees hard with his hands, trying hard to control his thighs from shaking.

"My aunt gave up on me! Now we have no way out!"

Prince Hamid looked at the thousands of people coming out of Bukhara and said with a wry smile to General Hussein and the Secretary of Lahore beside him.

He left three thousand gulam in the city. Although he could not capture the Alka Forbidden City, he would not lose control of the southern and northern cities.

In the current situation, if the guards of Alka Forbidden City and a large number of noble guards of Bukhara can leave the city together, it must be Queen Ashe who comes forward.

Only she, only this queen, can break the will of Gulam in the city, and only if Queen Ashe promises to forget the past, will Gulam in the city abandon Hamid.

The prince is now in great pain. His mother died young, and his aunt Ashe has always been his staunch political ally.

He was about the same age at two years, and he looked like mother and son, but also like brother and sister. But I didn't expect that the first person to betray Hamid was Ashe.

"General Xue, I think if Juerhan still hides in the dark, he will have to watch us be destroyed!"

Prince Hamid looked at Xue Shouli with a pale face, a bit of despair in his eyes.

Could it be that Ju'er Khan had the intention of occupying Bukhara? That's why he allowed himself to be wiped out and then took the opportunity to capture Bukhara?

Yes! How can millions of silver dinars compare to the occupation of Bukhara?

"Stabilize the front! Do you think you still have a choice? Do you think Nasr will let you go? If he was so kind, Prince Hamid would not lead us down this road!"

The great changes in the city of Bukhara dealt a very serious blow to Prince Hamid's Gulam. Many of the unsteady ones collapsed when thousands of guards marched out of Bukhara.

Hussein raised his knife and hacked to death several of the fastest running soldiers, while he kept roaring loudly.

Don't say it, it really works. Who knows that Nasr II's cruel and vicious character has been fully exposed in these years.

This emir will never let go of anyone who dares to resist him.

"Where is Ju'er Khan? Where is Ju'er Khan's army?" After barely stabilizing the front line, Hussein immediately rode his horse and ran to Xue Shouli's side.

They had Zhang Zhao as a back-up, and except for a limited number of people, not even many officers knew about it. After all, this was not a glorious thing, but at this moment, Hussein could no longer care about anything.

"Hussein, my brother, prepare to fight!" At this time, Prince Hamid showed the qualified mental qualities of a crown prince.

"General Luo, please inform His Majesty Ju'er Khan that occupying Bukhara is definitely not a good choice. It will turn Bukhara into a dead city.

There are millions of people in the Samanid Kingdom. They have their own pride and will not let any foreigners rule them. If Juer Khan can keep his promise, I, Hamid, will give everything!"

Prince Hamid almost said this through gritted teeth. As long as Ju'er Khan appeared now, he would be willing to pay any price.

Because he now only has seven or eight thousand men left, and his morale has almost dropped to the bottom.

If Nasr II was willing to come out and offer them pardon at this time, these people would soon surrender on the spot.

The banging of war drums sounded, and the guards from Bukhara and the army from Shicheng slowly pressed towards Prince Hamid.

But Prince Hamid breathed a sigh of relief, because this meant that Nasr II was not willing to let go of any rebels, and he did not want to pardon anyone.

"Father, your ruthlessness and arrogance have not changed at all!" Prince Hamid wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Hussein, my brother, tell everyone we have reinforcements!"

A more brutal battle began, and Nasr II was determined not to spare any rebel.

Hamid's Bukhara Ghulam also had to fight desperately in order to survive for a while and against the illusory hope of reinforcements mentioned by the prince.

Ten miles away, Zhang Zhao's 6,000-strong army had already assembled. Any Gulam horse archers who appeared around them, no matter which side they belonged to, were mercilessly killed by the Tiemadu and Baodaying cavalry.

Even the messengers sent by Nasr II to recruit Iqta were all overtaken and killed.

Xue Shouli came galloping over on his horse. The horse started to foam at the mouth as it ran.

"Your Majesty, there is a rebellion in Bukhara, and Prince Hamid can no longer hold on!"

Zhang Zhao nodded. After watching the show, it was almost the same now, and the strength of Nasr and Hamid was almost the same.

To be fair, after a month of Ramadan, the personal martial arts and equipment of the soldiers on both sides are still acceptable.

However, they lacked war experience, and could not even keep up with the standing army of Juzhan. Furthermore, they obviously lacked the combat experience of large corps. Not only were they lacking soldiers, they were also lacking generals.

If you want to find a template to compare it to, it is roughly the same as the Tang Shence Army, a professional cheerleading team in the late Tang Dynasty, especially during the Xizong and Zhaozong periods.

The soldiers are all small citizens from big cities, and the nobles are officers. Even if there are occasionally some outstanding figures who are promoted, it cannot change the overall downward trend of the army.

This is a common problem among soldiers in big cities. Not to mention this era, it will not be solved for more than a thousand years in future generations, unless it can develop into the high-tech and high-tech demand period of the later republics.

"Yang Shouli!" Zhang Zhao shouted.

"The general is here!" Yang Shouli quickly rode his horse and ran to the front.

"You can bring a thousand troops and horses to control the north gate of Bukhara for me. This gate must be in our hands!"

Although Zhang Zhao had no intention of actually ruling Bukhara, he was not prepared to hand over the initiative to Prince Hamid. With the north gate of Bukhara, blackmail would be easier.

"Here! I obey the king's order!" Yang Shouli answered with his hands crossed.

This person has a strong point, that is, he is not very capable of commanding troops to attack, but he is very calm and careful. He is the most suitable person to control the North Gate of Bukhara.

"The rest of the people will come with you. We will first attack the army coming out of Bukhara, and then attack Nasr II in Stone City!"

"Here!" Everyone responded with a roar, their momentum was like a rainbow!

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Soldiers fell one after another, and even Prince Hamid was covered in blood.

This prince no longer had his original grace and grace, and only half of the long sword inlaid with gold and jade in his hand was left.

The confidant secretary Lahore was shot in the thigh by a shotgun. He was already lying on the ground unable to even moan. Only his pale lips were left trembling.

As for General Hussein, Prince Hamid did not know where he had gone.

Now there are at most four to five thousand people in Prince Hamid's Gulam, which have been cut into several pieces and surrounded. Hussein most likely did not run away, but was divided, surrounded or even killed in battle.

Ju'erhan still didn't show up. He was already defeated. Tears welled up from his dry eyes. For a failed coup d'etat, the only thing waiting for him was death.

Not only his death, but also his considerate concubine, charming concubine, clever son and well-behaved daughter would not have a chance to survive, and even all the people closely related to him,

All will die.

‘Dang, Dang, Dang!’ The sound of retreating gold and iron sounded, and Prince Hamid suddenly became energetic. Is this Juer Khan’s army coming?

But he was soon disappointed. It was not Juer Khan's army that came, but an envoy from Shicheng.

The army belonging to Nasr II stopped continuing the attack because they had already secured victory.

The messenger rode a white horse and galloped directly to a place less than two hundred meters away from Prince Hamid.

"His Highness the Emir has a decree! Hamid Abu Bin Nasr, rebel, murdering my father is a heinous crime, but as long as you are willing to kneel down and apologize now, and admit your mistake to the great Emir, you can still save your family.

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Prince Hamid laughed miserably. It was indeed his father who always wanted to take advantage of everything.

Now let him plead guilty and save his family, so he doesn't have to bear a crime that even his grandchildren can't tolerate.

If he did not plead guilty and executed his whole family, it would not be because Nasr II was cruel, but because he was ignorant.

"Father! You are always like this, always so hypocritical! I will never come out and confess my sins, and I will never confess my sins to you!

Because I am not guilty, you forced all this! It was you who forced your own son to death! I just want to make you a pathetic person who kills your own son and grandson."

Prince Hamid just felt an indescribable feeling of relief all over his body. He had worked conscientiously as the crown prince for ten years. He was always thinking about how to please his father and maintain his status. In the end, he still ended up like this.

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Perhaps without Ju'erhan as a catalyst, he might never have the courage to resist. I'm afraid he would not even be able to speak his own voice, and would disappear silently from everyone's sight.

But today, he didn't want to endure it anymore. After letting go, Prince Hamid sat directly on a big rock and continued to curse in the direction of Stone City.

From Nasr II's insidious arrogance to scolding him for his hypocrisy and cruelty, it was very satisfying to scold him!

In the stone city, Nasr II's face turned black. Prince Hamid's voice was so loud that he almost tore his face off his body and then put it on the ground and rubbed it hard!

"Attack! Attack! Send that traitor and all his people to purgatory!" The furious old Emil almost went into battle himself.

Suddenly, just when Nasr II was roaring with a black face, there was a sound of thunder in the distance, the restless earth rolled up the sky full of smoke and dust, and he had never seen red figures with the sun and the moon painted on them.

The big flag loomed in the smoke.
To be continued...