Yuan Shao of Inner Huangcheng decided to hold his troops still, and in Liyang City, Yuan Tan's nightmare had just begun. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The siege of the Liang army lasted for more than two months.

In the course of two months, the Liang army endlessly dug trenches along the city wall, erected earthen walls, and built arrow towers, completely isolating Liyang City from the world.

The potter was determined to go down with Yuan Tan.

Today is different from the past, it is Yuan Shao's turn to worry about grain and grass, but the potter has become the one with abundant grain and grass.

South of the Yellow River, from Huainan, from Xudu, from Xuzhou Zhudi to the grain and grass, a steady stream of convergences to the north, transported to the Liyang front.

Xiao He's outstanding political talent has finally been fully reflected.

Under his management, Xuchang, Shouchun, Suiyang, Wancheng and other Central Plains places have built several tuntians, and reclaimed grain fields for more than one million acres.

The grain of the tuntian, coupled with the grain paid by the yeoman farmers, and the bumper harvest this autumn, the granaries of all the lands are all piled up.

These requisitioned grain and grass are enough to support the 70,000 army of potters for 20 months without worrying about the follow-up supply of grain and grass.

It was precisely because of this innumerable grain and grass that the potters dared to besiege Liyang without attacking it, and consumed it with Yuan Tan.

Yuan Shao's side was different, Guandu lost countless grains and grass in the first battle, not only more than half of the soldiers, but even those Ding Fu who transported grain and grass were also captured by the potters.

The sharp decrease in the number of dingkou will inevitably damage the spring ploughing and the autumn grain will naturally be affected.

In addition, Yuan Shao is house leak coincided with even rain, and the drought in many places in the four prefectures of Hebei Province made the autumn grain harvest even worse, which was nearly forty percent lower than in previous years.

Only separated by a river, Hebei was in a great drought, but Henan was in a good weather, and the potters guessed that this must be the destiny attribute that played a role in the darkness.

And it is precisely because of this that even in such a vital town as Liyang, Yuan Shao only gathered grain and grass for four months.

As the siege continued, the Liang army did not have the slightest intention of retreating, and seeing that the food was getting less and less, Yuan Tan in the city began to feel more and more anxious.

The grain and grass may last for at least two months, but the most headache for Yuan Tan is the weather.

Before you know it, the temperature in the north has plummeted, and the cold is extremely cold, according to the usual practice, the farmers outside the city have to use their leisure time to transport a large amount of firewood and grass to Liyang, and sell it to these city people to live and warm up for the winter.

This year, it didn't work, Liyang was besieged by the Liang army, and a single firewood didn't want to be sent in, and the comfrey in the city was quickly exhausted.

Another month had passed, and the city was in ruins, with doors and windows all that could be burned clean.

Unfortunately, a snowstorm unseen in ten years came unexpectedly, and the temperature dropped to the extreme.

The Yuan army, who lacked firewood, whether it was a soldier or a common man, could only crowd each other in the leaky room around the weak fire, trembling and suffering.

The morale of the enemy army, which was not high in the first place, was exhausted little by little in this wind and snow.

Yuan Tan became more and more desperate day by day.

However, the suffering of being frozen, he, the eldest son, can't enjoy it for the time being, and what really makes him desperate is that he is completely cut off from the outside world.

He didn't know what the situation was outside, he didn't know if his father had abandoned him, and this fear of knowing nothing tormented his fragile heart every day.

Yuan Tan and his soldiers and civilians had a hard time, but the Liang army outside the city was in a different situation.

Because of the full preparation, food and thick jackets and other winter things, the Liang army is fully assembled, and even the firewood is fully prepared in advance, what the Liang soldiers have to do every day is to nest in the blazing military tent, chat, fart, drink wine, no matter how cold it is outside.

In order to boost the morale of the soldiers and replenish their physical strength, the potters also mobilized the officials in the rear to donate tens of thousands of sheep to the front line to enhance the physical strength of the soldiers.

Since the previous potters washed the Central Plains in blood, after the destruction of many powerful clans, these powerful clans have been afraid of the power of the potters, his edict, where to dare to hesitate, one more positive than the other.

As a result, the soldiers of the Liang army could chew the delicious mutton and drink the fragrant mutton soup, and their small life was more nourishing than before the war.

Inside and outside the Liang camp, the smell of meat was permeated all the time, laughter was everywhere, and although the cold winter was harsh, the morale of the soldiers of the Liang army was getting stronger and stronger.

It's day, it's night.

The potter was drinking around the fireplace, looking at the book of soldiers, Jing Ke stepped into the tent, and said with a smile: "Duke Liang, the third lady has escorted the grain and grass to arrive." ”

"Don't let Zhen'er in yet." The potter flickered his hand and laughed.

Jing Ke retreated, and after a while, the tent was lifted, and Mi Zhen, who was full of frozen red, walked into the tent with a body of wind and snow.

"The concubine has seen her husband." Mi Zhen spat white gas in her mouth and bowed down.

"Zhen'er, excuse me, sit down." The potter looked at her with a smile and beckoned to her.

Mi Zhen took off her coat, hit the snowflakes on her shoulders, twisted her fat buttocks and walked closer, and before she could get closer, the potter laughed, stretched out his hand to take her jade hand, and took her into his arms.

Mi Zhen sighed, lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and her plump buttocks sat on the potter's lap, freezing to the reddened face, which made her even more faint.

"300,000 grains and grass, the concubine has been safely sent to the camp, and this time the front-line soldiers don't have to worry about grain and grass." Mi Zhen leaned against the potter's warm chest and reported softly.

"It's hard madam, it's so cold, and I want my wife to go to the front line to collect food." The potter smiled, and a pair of hands had reached into her clothes, "Madame must be cold and tight, and I will warm you for my husband." ”

Mi Zhen snorted, her delicate body trembled, her face was even more ashamed, and she snorted: "The concubine has no other skills, unlike the eldest sister and the fourth sister, who can go to the battlefield to fight the enemy for her husband, and can only do what she can." ”

"Who said that Zhen'er, there are many things you can do...... "The more evil the potter's eyes became, and the more restless his hands became.

Mi Zhen snorted, her delicate body trembled a few times, and the shame on her face surged like a tide, "The concubine body can still ...... What else can I do for my husband......"

"Do you still need me to say...... the potter laughed evilly, turned over unexpectedly, and threw Mi Zhen down on the couch.

Mi Zhenjiao snorted, ashamed as water, although she knew what the potter was going to do, but she was still ashamed to cover her chest with her arms, looking like she wanted to refuse and be ashamed, and she looked at the potter with more and more blood.

"Haha-" In the laughter, the potter was like a hungry lion, and he pounced on Mi Zhen frantically.

In the roaring imperial tent, spring suddenly rose.

Outside the tent, Lu Pheasant was stepping on the snow and wanted to enter the tent to see the potter.

"Fifth lady, I'm afraid that Liang Gong is a little inconvenient now." Jing Ke stopped her in embarrassment.

"Inconvenient, what's inconvenient?" Lu Pheasant glared at him.

Jing Ke coughed dryly and said, "The third lady just arrived and is inside, so ......?"

Jing Ke was embarrassed to continue.

Lu Pheasant was stunned, looked into the tent, saw the figure on the tent staggered, and faintly heard the wheezing sound of men and women.

In an instant, Lu Pheasant understood what was going on, his face couldn't help but flush with a hint of fazing, snorted, and turned around and strode away unhappily.

"What, take me in the army but don't touch me, as soon as she comes, she is so anxious that she can't help it, so what are you still taking me by your side......" Lu Pheasant muttered unhappily and disappeared into the snowy night.

……

Unconsciously the depths of winter have arrived, the weather is getting colder, and the siege of Liyang by the Liang army has been nearly four months.

After being besieged for so long, the grain and grass in Liyang City were already in an emergency, and in order to continue to hold on, Yuan Tan had to reduce the rations of the soldiers to seventy percent, and the rations of the people were less than thirty percent.

The rations were sharply reduced, the firewood and grass were cut off, and the torture of the cold made the morale of the Yuan army in the city fall to the valley, and everyone secretly complained.

Although the soldiers were hard, they could barely support themselves, but the people were frozen to death and starved to death, and countless people died of tragedy.

The Liang army still besieged but did not attack.

The potters were determined to attack Liyang at all costs, and at this point, it was impossible to give up halfway.

Yuan Shao of Inner Huangcheng was already in deep anxiety.

According to Yuan Shao's original plan, the potters besieged the city for four months at most, and then they would be under the old city and had to withdraw their troops.

He did not expect that the determination of the potters was so great, and the fighting spirit of the soldiers was unexpectedly undiminished, and there was no sign of withdrawing troops at all.

As time passed, Yuan Shao knew that Liyang's grain and grass were running out, and he could no longer sit idly by.

As a last resort, Yuan Shao, who had been immobile for five months, finally pulled out the camp in Neihuang, led an army of 40,000 cavalry, advanced in the direction of Liyang, and set up camp forty miles north of Liyang City, forming a coercive trend.

Due to being blocked by the 20,000 soldiers and horses of Gao Shun and Li Guang, Yuan Shao was not allowed to go south, so he only divided his light cavalry and ordered Yan Liangwen Chou to attack the grain road of the Liang army, in an attempt to force the pottery merchants to retreat.

The pottery merchant was already prepared, not only ordered Gao Shun to the north of Liyang in advance, resisted Yuan Shao's main force, and at the same time sent Xiang Yu and Huo Quai, and led the cavalry to protect the grain road, and defeated Yuan's army several sneak attacks one after another.

The siege entered the fifth month.

The camp of the Yuan army, the big tent of the Chinese army.

"General Yan's attack on the enemy's grain route was blocked, and he was defeated by the enemy general Huo Quai, losing 300 cavalry."

"General Wen was intercepted by Xiang Yu in the middle of the road, and he lost seven hundred."

Yuan Shao stood with his hands in his hands, listening to the news of the defeat of his own soldiers one after another, his gray face became more and more gloomy, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were burning with annoyance.

The left and right civil and military forces secretly shook their heads and sighed, silent, and the atmosphere was depressed and depressed.

After listening to all the reports, Yuan Shao slowly turned around, and glared at Frustration with a complaining gaze.

You must know that it was the strategy of frustration and dedication, saying that Liyang was used as bait to induce the pottery merchants to gather troops under the city, and then break them in one fell swoop when they were to be divided into the old city.

And now, Liyang's grain and grass are almost exhausted, and there is no sign of fatigue in the pottery merchants, obviously the frustrated offer has been miscalculated, how can Yuan Shao not complain.

Frustrated Professor didn't dare to look at Yuan Shao, and lowered his head slightly, flickering with uneasiness.

"Fu Gonghe, is this what kind of trick you gave me?" Yuan Shao couldn't help but ask in annoyance.

The frustration became more and more embarrassing, and he could only cough dry again and again to hide the uneasiness in his heart.

Coughing lightly, he suddenly glanced at the map, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

With a deep groan, his embarrassed face raised a look of wit again, and he stepped forward and arched his hand: "The main pottery thief can hold on to the present, and the army's heart is not down, it is indeed a little unexpected, but the lord is not worried, if he has a plan, he will be able to force the pottery thief back." ”

"What's your plan?" Yuan Shao's eyes lit up.

Frustrated, he stepped forward and slowly planned with Yuan Shao.

The more Yuan Shao listened, the more excited he became, his eyes swept to the map, and his fingers were moving on it, weighing the strategy of frustration.

After a long time, Yuan Shaomeng slapped the map and said happily: "Very good, just use the public to plan and kill the pottery thief by surprise." ”