When it was almost dark, the wound on Yang Feng's left rib was no longer bleeding, and there was some slight itching in the slightest pain, according to the experience of fighting for many years and being injured countless times, this is a good phenomenon, this is the wound is healing.

Trying to tighten the strip of cloth that wrapped the wound again, then twisted it slightly, feeling that there was no obstacle to his movement, and then looked down the mountain again.

After desperately repelling Bai Bo's three attacks, Bai Bo left hundreds of corpses on the hillside, as well as two or three hundred wounded soldiers screaming in mourning, and then stopped the attack this afternoon, and began the siege.

Now under the mountain is the remnant of the yellow scarf of 4000 white waves, but on the mountain, Yang Feng only has only 500 brothers left, and most of the injured are also injured, if Yang Feng discards the grain and grass cart, it is no problem to rush out of the encirclement directly with 500 brothers, but this grain and grass is very precious, it is urgently needed by the lord of the south, and it must not be abandoned, so the two sides started a confrontation here.

This kind of confrontation is not good for Yang Feng, because although the terrain of this hill is still relatively steep, there is no water source on the mountain, and those injured brothers have chapped lips, and even the brothers who are not injured are all anxious and thirsty.

"The brothers who broke through the north and south for help don't know what happened." Yang Feng lowered his head and muttered while wiping his big gun.

A close brother next to him said: "I see that the brothers to the south have rushed out of the encirclement, but it seems that the brothers to the north have fallen into the enemy formation, should we send another group of brothers to break through to the north, like Xu Jie's military division in the county town to ask for help?" ”

Yang Feng, looked north and looked again, where the mountains overlapped, and there was no way to see the county seat 50 miles away, after thinking about it again, he shook his head firmly and said: "There is no need to ask the county military division for help, Bai Bo is coming with momentum this time, his target is our county seat, and our county army is only two thousand, if they go south to rescue us, in case they are ambushed by Bai Bo along the way, then the county town will be dangerous, Bai Bo I know this person very well, he is a determined and resourceful person, It's just a pity that it can't be used by the lord, it's a real pity. ”

"But according to your analysis, the main attack in the south is only a few 2,000 men, if you rescue us, will it be dangerous?"

Yang Feng shook his head with a smile and said: "The salt field where the lord is located is originally a flat river, a place where there is no danger to defend, even if it is lost due to the rescue of us, it is not a big deal, and when our two armies are in one place, it will be enough to take it back, and the lord is not only strong in martial arts and resourceful, but also has the fourth general General Zhao Yun by his side to assist, even if Bai Bo comes up with any halfway ambush method, it will not play a role at all, so we are here waiting for the lord to rescue." Then look at the chaotic remnants of the white wave yellow scarf at the bottom of the mountain: "This is the way it is now, we have food but lack of water, and there are many people in Baibo, although there is water but no food, the two of us are here to consume, see who consumes whom first?" Then he wrapped his tattered cloak, found a leeward cart, leaned on it, and said to the cronie beside him: "I have lost a little too much blood, and I need to rest and recuperate, you keep an eye here, and if the enemy attacks again at the bottom of the mountain, you can call me." ”

The cronie nodded in agreement, then walked to the front of the position, and went on nervous alert.

Bai Bo coughed, took a bowl of cold water handed over by his cronies, and drank it with a bang, the cold cold water temporarily suppressed the boredom and heat in his chest and abdomen, and let out a long breath, making him feel more comfortable.

Yang Feng is indeed a fierce general, even in the case of a sneak attack injury, he still let himself suffer internal injuries with hatred for his kick, and after coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood in a row, he always felt stuffy and hot in his chest and abdomen, and he had no strength in his body.

Looking at the hill in the distance, the defense line composed of grain wagons, the three successive attacks that had been launched so far had not worked, which made Bai Bo feel somewhat frustrated and discouraged.

Now the remnants of the Yellow Turbans that he leads, after the death of the great sage and the good teacher, and the destruction of the main force of the Yellow Turbans, they will be slumped, if they hadn't all embarked on the road of no return, even if they dispersed and returned home, they would have been executed by the government and Haoqiang, and they would have fled for their lives.

It was supposed to be left to death and then born, but the morale is gone, the military spirit is dead, and there is no extravagant hope to talk about the afterlife.

But he is unwilling, his own family, up to his parents, down to his brothers and sisters, either died in the hands of the government and the powerful, but died in the war of this uprising, and the blood and hatred can not be avenged, if he just counts it, and secretly lives in the troubled times, then he will have nightmares every day, he has no way to go underground to see his parents and ancestors, and he has no face to meet his brothers and sisters.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the blood that was surging up again, this time, he accepted the employment of his greatest enemies against his will, just to obtain the money and food for his comeback and achieve his goal of immortality.

Turning around to look at the smoke rising in the camp, he opened the lid of a broken iron pot, there were only wisps of inexplicable grass roots in it, and there were almost no grains of rice, Bai Bo angrily slammed the lid on the ground, roaring and yelling: "Call Wang Lie, that bastard, hurry up." Then there was a violent cough that seemed to pull out all the lungs.

Since Wang Lie missed the sneak attack on Yang Feng, he avoided Bai Bo and did not meet, but he did not dare to leave Bai Bo's army, because he had another mission, that is, to communicate with Bai Bo and the master of the Ding family, as well as to monitor Bai Bo, so he could only stay here in embarrassment.

At this time, when he heard Bai Bo's roar, he knew that he couldn't hide anymore, so he moved over cautiously and gave Bai Bo a shy smile: "What do you have to say, brother?" ”

"I ask you, what about the food you promised? Why don't you ship it to us? ”

"According to the agreement, our Ding family will pay you twenty catties of yellow catties first. The rest, which will not be delivered again until the end of this battle. ”

Bai Bo slammed the bowl of water that he had just drunk on the ground, and roared angrily: "Gold, gold has a fart, there is no food, how can you let me, the five thousand soldiers, fight?" I don't want gold, I want grain, you know? After saying that, he coughed violently again.

Wang Lie hurriedly supported Bai Bo and comforted Bai Bo in a tone as friendly and caring as possible: "Hold on a little longer, as long as you transfer a batch of Lu Peng's troops on the salt field, and then our family master will send a coalition army to attack Lu Peng, as long as Lu Peng is annihilated, your task will be completed, and the grain and grass you want will be delivered in full." ”

Gold can be given, but grain and grass must not be given, Bai Bo's five thousand remnants, with hatred for the family, gave him food and grass, which is equivalent to raising tigers and asking for hardships, which must be guarded against.

As for how to fulfill the promises after the war, the promises of fart.

(End of chapter)