Iron spears are like forests, flags are like clouds...

The yellow scarves that were originally shrunk in the camp poured out one after another, shouting loudly, and the thousands of soldiers and horses on the opposite side were also not to be outdone, and the drums and trumpets were even higher than one another. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In front of the ten thousand armies, the two generals were fighting each other, swords and guns. However, where is the leader of the yellow scarf who is Guan Hai's opponent, under the left and right slashes, there is only room for blocking. Within a few rounds, he was knocked off his horse, and he didn't even have time to escape.

Raising his head high, the soldiers and horses of Beihai cheered one after another, but the Qingzhou Yellow Turban on the opposite side was demoralized.

Seeing that the leader of his subordinates was beheaded again, Qin Lie's face was full of iron.

"Chief, do you want to send someone up again?" A small leader stepped forward and asked hesitantly.

"What are you going to do if you send someone up again, give it to that man to kill!" Qin Lie said angrily, and even the mount under his crotch looked a little uneasy because of this anger.

Although he had known for a long time that there were many brave generals in Beihai, he didn't expect it to be so tricky, and almost all of the leaders sent out before fell to Guan Hai's fall, and the longest delay did not exceed ten rounds. Even the soldiers and horses under his command were demoralized because of this.

After looking at Guan Hai, who was showing off his martial arts there, he felt even more dazzling, but if he was asked to go up and fight with Guan Hai, he didn't have the courage.

"This husband, sooner or later, I have to give him a good look!"

Seeing Qin Lie being ruthless there, the middle-aged scribe next to him chuckled.

Although this person's ability is not very clear, at least he looks good. If you match a feather fan or something, it has the meaning of a jade fan scarf.

"If you listen to me before the head, how can this be..."

Qin Lie glared at him fiercely, if he hadn't remembered the identity of this person, and he was worried about the benefits promised by the Beihai family, he was afraid that he would have been attacked at this time.

The middle-aged scribe was also very aware that his previous words had angered this person, but in his heart he was not at all worried that the other party would cut him down. He couldn't understand the situation of these yellow scarves in front of him, and if they were strong, they would be strong, but unfortunately they were trapped in Donglai. The situation in Donglai County is simply not able to feed so many yellow turbans, but Yan Shao has blocked the direction of their westward expansion, and now it is already in danger, and it is now a cold winter, and the climate is cold. If you don't want to starve to death with all your own people, the only way is to cooperate with yourself.

Thinking of this, the corners of the scribe's mouth already showed a hateful smile.

Looking at this person, Qin Lie's hand holding the blade tightened, but in the end, he put it down.

As one might think, the food promised by the Beihai family was indeed very important to him. Dongnae County has been hit by floods and has not recovered for many years, which has also made Dongnae the hardest hit area of the Yellow Turban. Many Yellow Turbans, including Qin Lie, joined this industry because they were desperate, but since the Yellow Turban Uprising, the villages in Donglai County have basically been looted by them, and it is difficult to find any more food.

If he didn't think of a way, he could only drive his sons to attack the cities―――――― and now only those cities still had a lot of grain and grass for them to plunder.

But in that way, it is basically equivalent to sending the sons and daughters to death, after all, the Yellow Turban Army itself is relatively lacking in siege equipment, and when it encounters a strong city, it can only be filled with human lives, which can only be regarded as a last resort for Qin Lie.

However, this time he will let his subordinates go out of the camp to challenge, and it is not simply unplanned.

It is true that you can hold on to the camp, but it is impossible to keep it all the time. Forget about the grain and grass, they all carry this with them, and it seems that there is no need to think about any logistics, grain ―――――― grain roads for these yellow scarves, and if they are broken, they will be broken, anyway, they have no food to transport.

But water is different, people can skip eating, but they can't even skip drinking water.

In history, the tears of Ma Jian were because Ma Jian did not obey the order, camped in a place where there was a water source, and ran away to a place far away from the water source. As a result, not only was Cao Bing cut off the food route, but he also had no water, and he died of thirst, and finally the army was defeated.

It should be noted that in history, Ma Jian was not killed by Zhuge Liang with tears. In fact, after the defeat, this kid felt that something was wrong, so he absconded on his own. It's just that he couldn't abscond and was caught.

Xiang Lang, who was the prime minister's chief official at the time, concealed the matter because he was a relative of him, and was removed from his position because of this, basically saying goodbye to the political arena from then on. As for Ma Tan, after being recaptured, he was directly locked up in prison, but he died of illness in prison before he was killed.

Right now, the place where Qin Lie and his family camped was not far from Tingxian County, and the only water source nearby was in the city, and it was only a few wells. Unlike Ma Yan, Qin Lie, who has been hungry all the year round, knows very well how miserable it will be if he doesn't even have to drink saliva, so he is so cautious, and even because he is worried that if he retreats too much, the other party will even block the way to get water from his own house, so he asked his subordinates to come forward to challenge.

I thought that my own generals, even if they were worse, would not be so bad, but I didn't want to be an opponent at all under Guan Hai's hands, and in a short period of time, I had already lost several lives, and I didn't even run away.

"Collect the troops!" Glancing at Guan Hai, who was showing off his martial arts with resentment, Qin Lie ordered.

After receiving his order, the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, who were already demoralized, retreated to the camp one after another. Guan Hai wanted to catch up, but was called back by Tai Shici.

"With such a deep ditch and high base, if it is a hard attack, the casualties will be not small, so it is better to wait for some more time..."

Guan Hai also knew that what he said made sense, and he took back the big knife stupidly.

"After a while, the water will be cut off, and I don't believe that they will always be able to live in this camp..."

After returning to the camp, Qin Lie couldn't help but ask. "What do you want to do, this time I only brought out more than ten days of food, and after this time, I can only obediently withdraw from the army, if that Tai Shi Ci even cuts off my way to get water, I can only stay here for three or four days at most..."

Is this because he had stockpiled some water before, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to last even this little bit of days, as for more?

If he was thirsty and ran out of strength, he was not sure that he would retreat to Donglai under Tai Shici's pursuit.

"Don't worry, chief, it won't be long—" quietly counted the time, and the scribe already smiled. Two days is enough..."

In the distant city, as the night gradually fell, the figures also walked out of the high-walled courtyard, and the bright blades glittered in the moonlight, making people's hearts chill.

By the time several fires had broken out in the city, the shouts of killing had already sounded.