At the head of Gaotang City, Zhu Wei stared worriedly at the camp of the Red Turban Army in the distance, if it was said that the loss of Wuling and Yiyang was due to lack of preparation, and did not expect that this branch of bandits would turn around and go straight to Gaotang after taking Rao'an, so he suffered a loss, outside Mayang City, the two sides fought a tough battle, Zhu Wei led the elite of the 3,000 Qi Army and the 2,000 defenders of Mayang, and the army of more than 10,000 people of the Red Turban Army met. Zhu Wei didn't take the other party to heart, there have always been many bandits, but they are a rabble, and they will rush up when they are in the battle of the wind, and they will scatter in a hurry if they encounter a slight setback, although it is difficult to annihilate them together, but it is also difficult to become a big climate, he thinks that this battle is just a copy of the previous bandits.

The encounter on the periphery was indeed as he imagined, and he killed one of the Red Turban thieves who came in a chaotic manner, but then he encountered the main force of the Red Turban Army, which was 3,000 men. The two sides fought a vicious battle in Mayang City, Zhu Wei couldn't stop the impact of the other party, and was forced to be beaten into two sections by the other party, and then the encounter of the Qi army was more tragic, and the two sections of the army that lost their echo were under the siege of the opponent's superior forces, and the left and right were staggered, if Zhu Wei didn't see the opportunity early, he didn't see it well, even if he led his elite troops to break through the siege desperately, he didn't even return to Mayang City, and fled straight to Gaotang, but he was afraid that now the three thousand elites under his command would be exhausted.

Rao is like this, and now only half of the three thousand elites he brought out at the beginning are left. As for the 2,000 defenders of Mayang, they are now either taken prisoner or have died on the battlefield.

The ambition of the Red Turban Thieves was not curbed by taking the three counties, on the contrary, after they took in the displaced people on a large scale, they came to Gaotang City, looking at their camp, and now they are afraid that they have been surrounded by tens of thousands of people.

Zhu Wei's gaze did not stay on the messy and densely built shacks, but projected on the neat camp farther away, on a slightly higher terrain, where he knew that it was his main opponent, the main force of the Red Turban Thieves.

The equipment of the main force of the red turban thieves shocked him, the unified standard weapons, the armor on the whole body, compared to his subordinates, the only difference is that the helmets of these thieves are wrapped in red scarves.

And what made him even more uneasy was the opponent's combat effectiveness and will to fight, such a situation should not appear in a bandit, but the reality was really found in front of his eyes.

Now in Gaotang City, only he fled back with less than 2,000 soldiers and horses, plus about 10,000 new recruits in Gaotang City, Zhu Wei didn't dare to expect these new recruits to have much combat effectiveness, without the cover of the city wall, I was afraid that they didn't even have the courage to fight the enemy hand-to-hand.

Now the only strategy is to hold Gao Tang City, and then wait for the second prince's reinforcements to come, if something goes wrong in Gao Tang, it will be a fatal blow to the second son, because this will force Wang Pei, who is attacking Pinglu, to have to worry about the back road being copied and withdrawn, so as to give the eldest prince a chance.

And time is exactly what the second prince doesn't want to give to the eldest son. Zhu Wei can even imagine what kind of angry second son he will face if he loses Gao Tang.

The second son, Tian Fucheng, has never been a magnanimous person. Zhu Wei sighed and walked down the tower. Outside the city, those homeless people who only carried a red cloth on their heads were digging up the dirt and bagging it under the command of the real red turban thieves, needless to say, this was preparing for the attack on Gaotang City. Is the other party planning to use dirt bags to build a ramp to attack the city wall? Gaotang City is not a county like Mayang, if the other party really uses such a method, then there is really no need to worry, even if these tens of thousands of homeless people die, they will not be able to attack Gaotang City.

It seems that bandits are really bandits, and there are not many ways to attack this kind of fortified city, and the large-scale siege equipment needed to attack a fortified city is not something that anyone can make.

Ordered his subordinates to strengthen vigilance and report back at any time, Zhu Wei walked down the city wall, now what he is worried about is not that the other party is attacking the city, but that the other party is surrounding and not fighting, and where the second prince is not able to send reinforcements, it will be really bad, because Gao Tang in order to supply Wang Pei's army can be said to have done his best, looting everywhere, making the people in Gao Tang miserable, otherwise these red turban thieves would not have gathered so many displaced people to join them in a short period of time, although these displaced people have low combat effectiveness, but they can't stand up to the large number of people.

Ants can also bite and kill elephants, and when the amount is large enough to a certain extent, it is enough to produce qualitative changes.

The grain reserves in Gaotang City were not enough to support the consumption of his army and the people in the city for ten days, which was the reason why he was a little afraid now. Counting the days with his fingers, the reinforcements from the second prince will arrive in these two days, as long as the reinforcements arrive, the inside and the outside should be combined, it will be enough to turn defeat into victory, disperse these homeless people, and then bite the main force of the red turban thief.

Just returned to the Gaotang City in the left-behind yamen, just been promoted to Gaotang left behind Wang Yan found him with a sad face, Wang Yan was originally a master of the Gaotang Trade Guard, after Tian Fucheng's army captured Gaotang, Gaotang stayed behind and fled with most of the officials, he was more unlucky, did not keep up with the team, fell into the hands of Tian Fucheng, in order to save his life, he could only surrender, he is not Chen Dai, eating and drinking every day and scolding, still living a leisurely life, if he hesitates a little, the steel knife hanging on his head will fall directly. Fortunately, the people with weight in Gaotang City ran almost away, and he, the main Bo, became the highest official in the original system in Gaotang City for a while, but he also picked up a ready-made cheap and became the guard of Gaotang.

This freshly baked stay-at-home, because of Tian Fucheng's victory, was really excited for a long time, felt that a pie fell from the sky, and smashed it on his head upright, so that he became one of the five capitals of Daqi, as long as the second son really won the world of Daqi in the future, then his son would be enough to sit firmly, for this reason, after the initial panic, I don't know how many pillars of incense were burned at night, praying that God would bless the second son with smooth sailing and take Linzi as quickly as possible.

"General Zhu, rumors have spread in the city, there is no grain for sale in the major grain stores, and many families have begun to run out of food. If this continues, I'm afraid that before the outside comes in, there will be a disturbance inside." He said worriedly.

There was no grain in the grain shops, of course Zhu Wei knew, because after he entered the city, he immediately sent troops to control these grain shops and collected all the grain.

"There is no food in the grain store, but there are still many big households in the city!" Zhu Weidao.

"How will those people take out the food stored in their homes?" Wang Yan said with a sad face, he has a shallow foundation, but these big gentry in the city have a deep foundation, and they will put him in their eyes.

Zhu Wei sneered, "Wang stays behind, the soldiers in your hands are not used to eat dry rice, and the knife should also drink a little blood in a timely manner, you go to reason first, if they don't listen, then let the soldiers in the house stay behind be unreasonable, find a leader to come out, kill the chicken and show the monkey, such a trick, you don't need me to teach you!" In troubled times, if the red turban thief kills into the city, everything will be a floating cloud, and even your own head will not be saved, so now is not the time to be merciful, you have to kill if you should kill."

"Got it!" Wang Yan nodded heavily, and a sense of pleasure suddenly appeared in his heart, in this Gaotang City, there are many wealthy gentry who are very unreasonable to him Wang Yan, but this time, he has to pick one well, let them see how powerful they are.

At noon, when the meal was served, the homeless people outside the city crowded into several large tents with smoke and aroma, and the soldiers sent from the Chinese army unceremoniously taught them with whips and guns, so that they could learn to line up in the midst of pain and hunger, which was the first rule that the Red Turban Army taught these homeless.

The reason why so many displaced people participate in the Red Turban Army is very simple, they can eat here, even if it is two meals of gruel a day, they will not starve to death, and now it is the season of green and yellow, the original small amount of grain was looted by the Qi army, and there are not a few people who starved to death.

Riding a horse with a horizontal sword, and patrolling these homeless camps with his personal guards, it is also to prevent that if something goes wrong, there are tens of thousands of homeless people here, and they are really going to turn back against the water or camp howl, but it is not a joke.

Under the beating of the leather whip and the barrel of the gun, the crooked formation was barely lined up, and some of the young men who still wanted to make noise, saw the horizontal knife with cold eyebrows and his murderous guards, all of a sudden, this is a killing god, the displaced people from Mayang have seen the horizontal knife with his troops to kill in all directions, covered in blood, like the appearance of the devil of hell, and the latecomers also know from these people's mouths that several leaders of this red turban army are all killing gods, killing people without blinking, Where do you dare to nourish your teeth in front of the horizontal knife.

Originally, these people were originally some good people, but hunger stimulated the most original evil hidden in a person's heart.

One bowl of gruel per person, two meals a day, is just to ensure that these people do not starve to death, and these people cannot be fed, and the hungry homeless people will have motivation, anger, and evil wishes, and will be driven by us. These are the exact words of a staff officer from Jishi Castle University, who has just been transferred here.

In fact, the Red Turban Army is not short of food, and every day from the sea, there will be a steady stream of grain and grass from Liaodong.

Seeing that among these homeless people, there were still many old and weak women and children, Hengdao couldn't help sighing, shook his head, drove his war horse, and walked in the direction of the Chinese army.

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