The thick fog made people choke on it without cover, and they could only struggle to wake up from a good dream. Visibility around was too low and there wasn't enough sunlight. It was early in the morning, and he saw the warriors resting behind the improvised wall, but no one was asleep, apparently they were standing guard in shifts, and some were asleep against the stones at the stairs. In bad situations, sleepiness can make people fall asleep even more.

But there was one thing that surprised Pang Tong, he had an extra gray blanket with a lot of flowers on his body. He stood up and held the blanket in his hands, the smell of lilacs giving him a wonderful "new day" feeling. But it's a good "new day" in the worst case. He fantasized about who covered him, but he immediately locked on to the target, the woman who was no longer at the scene, and perhaps had already arrived in the village.

He walked over to the warriors who were asleep with their bodies crooked by the stairs and put a blanket over one of them. He turned and came to the staircase made of stacked wooden pillars, and stepped up step by step, to the stone wall, and looked at the forest that was gloomyly buried in the gray fog, and some branches like magic hands could faintly pee.

Because there is also a haze in the sky that refuses to disperse, the sunlight flickers and refracts in the fog, not on the fog surface with sparkling blue waves. Occasionally piercing the moving fog, sending a pillar of light into Pang Tong's pupils, he didn't dare to find the sun's position.

The sound of insects is not as rampant as at night, but the birdsong is noisy. Pang Tong wanted a quiet morning, and the sound of those birds was a little irritating, and he wanted to shoot them all down and have a delicious barbecue. This irritability of his own is there, and it has been revived when he wakes up. The rest was no fun, for the faces stiff as iron, the warriors standing on the walls like cast iron, could only see the coming war.

Soon, the women of the mountains brought all the food out, and everyone began to eat breakfast. It is mainly vegetable porridge with delicious horse meat. Everyone ate it with relish, but Pang Tong felt that this horse meat was too old, and if it was in his time in the future, maybe some beer could soften the meat, and it might be much more delicious. But he can't ask for too much. Only those of them on the front line had meat to eat, and the people in the village, the remnants of the Wasai, Feimu, and Pansnake tribes, could only drink a bowl of vegetable porridge. A long-fought plan has begun, and no food can be wasted.

After breakfast, all the way down from the mountain to change shifts, most of them were from the snake tribe. The guards within the walls of the front line and the archers on the ladders maintained the size of two thousand. The place is too small to allow large-scale entrenchment at all. And they don't have the spread of troops to confront the enemy's tens of thousands of troops, just resist danger and defend the pass. This reminded Pang Tong of the story about the "Three Hundred Warriors of Sparta", and the terrain advantage of Hot Springs' Pass was almost the same as it is now.

Gradually, the fog lifted. With the Tanmalay newspaper, the tense atmosphere began to permeate again. The feeling of pressure like a wave was about to hit everyone's nerves. Tuadow of the Flying Wood Clan, and Kuimen, who had cleaned up the bad mood of being destroyed, all came to the front line.

"Half an hour, 100,000 people, the king of the Han Dynasty is really too deceitful."

After listening to the report of the spies, the majesty on Badar's face seemed to lie in the invisible 100,000 people fighting against him.

"Liu Yan wanted to get rid of us at once, but the fiasco in the valley to the east also taught him a lesson.

Kuimen said in a hoarse voice.

"yes, keep knocking them down!"

Tuado also added.

Pang Tong was a foot away from the three of them and listened quietly. He was not optimistic about the idea of the three of them. That night, the enemy attacked with heavy troops, and they were too arrogant to succeed. Moreover, the enemy soldiers attacked in two directions, and one side was broken by them, which was not a complete defeat. If Liu Yan's men were cautious now, it would be impossible for a force of that size to be easily defeated.

Kuimen's eyes were bloodshot, and he showed a hateful gaze, and said, "Let's go to the forest to the west and ambush first, they must think that we dare not go out of the mountain." ”

"No way!" This was called out from Pang Tong's heart. If the enemy eats this trap again, it will be a fool to lead the troops. Moreover, they did not attack the mountain immediately last night, but stopped to repair, and it was clear that it was not a casual ambush that could lure the enemy or drag them down.

"Maybe." Tuado's tone was a little uncertain. Pang Tong gritted his teeth, if these people decided so, this war would end early. At least that's what he thinks. He turned his gaze to the face of Badar, who seemed to be lost in thought, the simple-minded man he seemed to have something to say.

"It's not that easy, is it? It is better for us to guard the danger, otherwise the losses will outweigh the losses. ”

Hearing such a statement, Pang Tong breathed a sigh of relief and had a little change in his opinion of this man. However, the Kuimen, who had burned down the village and killed many of his clansmen in battle, did not let go, and with a voice of great affirmation, his two hands kept gesturing in the void.

"The faint of heart shall not be rich, this is the ancient motto of our people. If you don't have the courage to ambush, how do you know you can't succeed? Badar, you are too inexperienced. ”

For him, who is over fifty years old, Badar can indeed be seen as a stunned young man. But his words immediately ushered in a counterattack. Badal said in a deep voice: "Desire is death, and these four words are also the ancient teachings of our clan. If you are bent on revenge, our defenses themselves will not be strong. Isn't it? ”

The rough skin twitched, and Kuimen let out a long sigh. He said, "At least you can fight for it." ”

Badar was not going to give him room to make such a statement, and he said categorically: "No is no way." I'm not going to make fun of the people of the three tribes, I'm not going to let the people of the Wasai tribe shed blood in vain. ”

Kuimen shook his head with an old face, showing his yellowed gums, and said, "Do you think we can hold this place?" The 400,000 soldiers and horses in Yizhou are not ants. Without a little outstanding performance, it is hard to imagine that these people will obediently retire. The Han people have a saying: If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger. I think it makes a lot of sense. ”

Tuado didn't intend to let the two continue to argue, he interjected: "I think it's better to keep it." ”

Kuimen stared at him and said, "Do you think it's better to stay here?" How long do you think our food will last for everyone? ”

Tuado kept his mouth shut at the question. Kuimen turned his gaze at Badar, whose gaze was as cold as an arrow. Badal did not answer, he knew it in his heart.

Tuado said coldly, loudly, as if deliberately to be heard by everyone: "More than a month has been the most, and that is still the credit of the chestnuts that you Wasai are proud of. Oh yes, it's September, those chestnuts are edible, yes, we're going to starve to death under those chestnut trees! ”

Badar's face lit up with anger, and he really wanted him to shut up. If Shandore were here, he would have done it. But he is a junior who has not yet sat on the position of patriarch. He could only say to him calmly: "You'd better calm down......"

"He's right."

A sound froze the whole atmosphere of fiery collision. Badar turned his head to look at Pang Tong not far behind him, and said in surprise: "Are you even crazy?" You're not such a reckless person. ”

In fact, Pang Tongyi wanted them to abandon this place and run all the way north. But he knew that these people would never leave. The Wasai people, in particular, think that this place is fortified. And they have a feeling of reluctance to leave their homeland in their bones. They all have radical beliefs that they would rather die here than go "outside". This is the national culture that Pang Tong can summarize after spending a little time in this village. It's a pity that it was such a stubborn idea that made Pang Tong dispel the idea of persuasion.

But at this juncture, when Quimen told the real state of the grain, he had already hit the heart of Badar. So Badar's mood at the moment was already very complicated and unbearable. Maybe starving to death in the village was already a picture in his mind.

Pang Tong would not let go of this opportunity, he said: "I absolutely do not approve of ambushing, but I also do not approve of staying here. As this uncle, no, this patriarch said, we only have enough food for more than a month. I can guarantee that Liu Yan's army has the reason, strength, and time to wait here for more than a month, or more than a year. Isn't it? ”

Badar's face flushed, while Tuado turned pale. The former is ashamed to talk about starvation, and the latter feels that the outcome of starvation seems realistic.

In such a complicated situation, and under the status quo that Pang Tong did not agree to the ambush war, the heads of the three tribes who could speak were silent.

In this deathly silence, Pang Tong threw out his thoughts: "Let's go, go north, and reach the place where Ma Teng's territory is now located." I bet the people of Maarten would be surprised to meet us and be caught off guard......"

"Idiot, do you want us to engage Xiliang's strong soldiers!"

Badar finally had a reason to fight back against him. His anger seemed to gush out. "Then you might as well stay here!"

Tuado nodded involuntarily and said in a wrenched voice, "Yes, yes." Liu Yan and Ma Teng have formed an alliance, and we are tantamount to seeking our own death. And aren't there men from the north guarding the foot of the mountain? Maybe they decided a long time ago that they were going to annex us, so they were guarding that intersection. ”

Kuimen remained silent, as if he was in no mood to starve to death or go north to fight Ma Teng after the ambush was vetoed. Because none of this has anything to do with his revenge plans.