"Virtuous son-in-law, you can also rest, go into the house to roast the fire, and drink hot mutton soup to warm up your body. Zhao Ting got up early at about five o'clock, and saw that Yan Songjie was still patrolling in snow, and sighed in his heart.

"Take a sip of hot mutton soup!" Yan Songjie flashed his spirit and thought about it. "Uncle Zhao! Let the villagers of Zhaojia Village roast the whole sheep on the wall in the morning, eat mutton and drink mutton soup. ”

The aroma is pervasive and wafting in the wind, the sheep have been roasted, and the haggis soup is rolling over and over again.

The villagers of the Zhao family, who sat around the fire, rode heavy armor and silver armor with tigers and leopards, and enjoyed a mutton breakfast on the wall.

"Eat mutton and drink haggis soup, a small glass of liquor per person. This kind of day is comfortable!" Zhao Feng shouted loudly at the top of his voice.

The tiger and leopard rode the heavy armor and the silver armor Yicong echoed in unison, and the sound rushed to the clouds. I'm afraid that the yellow turban thieves have bad ears and can't hear.

"Zhaojiacun is bluffing again!" The Yellow Turban thieves were accustomed to it, and they didn't raise their heads.

But the tempting aroma of mutton, wafting in with the wind, seduces the hungry yellow turban thieves.

Yan Songjie's psychological warfare offensive has yielded results: "Zhaojiacun is so extravagant! In the morning, he actually ate roast mutton and drank hot haggis soup. Oh my God, and the wine. "The yellow turban thieves smelled the smell of mutton and liquor, and their stomachs began to gurgle when they were hooked up.

"Eating mutton and drinking haggis soup can only be wishful thinking. Let's cook the porridge too, it's not bad to have a hot porridge this winter. "The hungry Yellow Turban Thieves are suffering severe mental and physical damage under the severe cold.

But the left can't wait, and the right can't wait.

"What do you mean, are you going to starve us to death? The mutton can't be eaten, and the porridge in the morning hasn't been delivered until now. The yellow turban thieves smelled the mutton, secretly licked their lips, swallowed their saliva, and complained.

"King!Grain~ Grain suddenly decreased, only a thousand stones of grain and grass, barely enough for a breakfast. The guards stumbled in, a little incoherent for a moment.

"Quick investigation! Where the 500,000 stone grain was transported, after being found out, it will be severely punished. Forcibly dispersed the sleepy military advisor, furious.

"Things are a bit strange, the snow covers no traces of wheels, as if they disappeared out of thin air. "The guards have already done an investigation.

Zhang Lei's face was also drowsy, obviously he had just been awakened from his dream and hurriedly got up.

The word "cut off food!" hit Zhang Lei's heart like a heavy hammer, startling him almost dizzy.

This news, like a thunderbolt, instantly made the eight leaders present dizzy.

Now that the lack of food has put the army in danger, the leaders of the Eight Congresses, who have long been disappointed in Zhang Lei.

"The food and grass have been lost, and the king must order a hasty retreat. Otherwise, the 260,000-strong army will be completely in trouble and in danger. Sun Qing's mind flew around, pondering the strangeness carefully, and suddenly his expression perked, but he woke up as if he had woken up in a dream.

"Retreat!" Zhang Lei only felt that he couldn't lift his breath, his body shook for a while, and he was almost unstable.

There is a kind of unwillingness in my heart, and I still hold the remaining hope in my heart, hoping that the military advisor will come up with a strange plan to resolve the crisis of lack of food.

"In addition to buying grain, the rest is to attack the big and wealthy families to grab grain, and the problem is that there is too much time. The snow-covered mountain road cannot be reached quickly in a short time. It was difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, but the military advisor could only spread his hands at this time, looking helpless.

Even if you have a clever plan, you can't turn food into a thin air.

"Lost money and food, lost soldiers, and fought bloodily for more than two months. Fight to the death with Yan Songjie in the innate realm of no grievances and no hatred, even if he wins miserably in the end, can the gains outweigh the losses. If this is a big piece of fat that everyone envies, Zhaojiacun is obviously a hard bone to gnaw. After the death, 40,000 soldiers were lost, and the edge of Zhaojia Village was never approached. Sun Qing deliberately accentuated his tone, and the irony was self-evident.

"I didn't nest in the Black Mountain, but braved the ice and snow to come to Zhaojia Village. Since arriving in Zhaojia Village, he has been forced to cope with it step by step, and there is no suspense about defeat! The bed crossbow can easily annihilate the incoming enemy, but if he doesn't take it out, he can't see that Zhaojia Village is delaying time!" Wang Dang complained indignantly, and the other seven leaders all slowly raised their heads, and the disappointment on their faces became more and more intense.

"In my opinion, there are only more than 1,000 people in Zhaojia Village. It seems that they are facing an isolated and helpless situation, and secretly more than 15,000 horses have disappeared and disappeared, and their whereabouts are unknown. Strategist, after your analysis, what are these more than 15,000 horses going to do? The last time King Zhang Yan was defeated, 200,000 stone of grain was returned to Zhaojia Village, and he just had to hold on to it. In the end, the first person who can't bear it must be the king. Sun Qing pretended to be strange, and the sarcasm in his words was even more obvious.

Sun Qing's words made the military advisor's hair stand on end, and he instantly felt a scoop of cold water rushing from the heavenly spirit cover to the soles of his feet, and his heart was cold to the bone.

All ambitions are dissipated at this moment, and the only remaining hope in my heart collapses.

The lack of food is like the last straw that breaks the camel's back, and the military division no longer has a trace of fighting spirit.

After the food was cut off, the people were panicked, and the more than 15,000 horses and Zhaojia Village were caught between them, and the consequences were unimaginable. The military advisor couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

"Judging from the superficial signs, the situation is indeed as Leader Sun said, and if it does, it is indeed a tricky situation. Wang Dang was dissatisfied with the military advisor, and his eyes showed a look of anger.

The military advisor is a smart person, and he can't hear Sun Qing's words, and his face can't help but pass a trace of embarrassment. I wanted to refute it, but I was speechless, but I didn't withdraw now.

"Please give the king the order to retreat!" the eight leaders said in unison.

Zhang Lei's heart seemed to be pinched, and he was unwilling to withdraw in such a failure.

"Don't retreat! Our ten-meter-high mound has been formed, but we can destroy Zhaojia Village in a battle. "Eager for revenge, but reason is blinded by the fire of revenge, and there can be no next time after retreating, regardless of willfulness.

"Hugh is so quick to speak, at this juncture, for the sake of selfishness, the 260,000 Yellow Turban brothers do not care about life or death, is it still not bad enough to harm the Montenegrin army! I'm sorry for the king, forgive me. The eight leaders exchanged and angrily objected.

Now in the eyes of the eight leaders, Zhaojiacun is like a terrible nightmare, no one wants to be trapped in it again after wasting time in vain, and then suffering from hunger to death.

The atmosphere has almost reached the point of tearing his face, Zhang Lei's face is blue and white for a while, and his nostrils are spewing white gas. Anger clouded his mind, and there was only anger in his eyes, and no one could listen to him.

"Bang" is a fierce slap of the case and is furious: "Sun Qing, you want me to retreat from the army, don't think about it." ”

"It's eight of us! It's not Leader Sun alone. Wang Dang sneered, and also stepped forward to resist the order with a tough attitude.

For the first time, Zhang Lei felt powerless and angry. There was a breath of anger in the hollow chest, but he couldn't swallow it.