The eastern hill of the Yeshan clan fell, and the western side did not last long.

The perilous defenders on the west side cut off the bridge in the hope of fighting a battle to defend the tower, where there was enough food and fresh water, and at least fifty skilled archers.

Although Yang Jiao can achieve the goal of attacking fortifications through siege, but the cost of war requires that he cannot keep a fortress for too long, he comes from afar, people eat horses and chew horses, and the daily cost is much greater than that of the defenders, and the siege is a very cost-effective thing.

Therefore, Yang Li simply took advantage of the personnel to move the timber to Dongshan, directly eradicated the barracks above, set aside a vacant land, and built a stone thrower.

The stone-throwing device is non-stop day and night, throwing stones at the West Mountain in turn, no matter what thatched house kitchen he has, smashing it together, and the men, women and children inside will naturally inevitably be killed and injured, which is actually what Yang Li doesn't want to see.

It's not that Yang Li's heart wants to protect women and children, but that the number of human beings is insufficient at this stage, and one less person dies, and people's lives are short, as soon as their eyes are closed and opened, it is a day, and the speed of reproduction is ten months, which is much slower than rats and rabbits.

This war is a war of reunification, and it does not mean that whoever wants to destroy whom, but that it will be done by eliminating the hostile regime and disintegrating the original top-level ruling group.

Population, of course, is to keep as much as possible.

Under the guidance of the idea of peaceful reunification, Tuoba Bao'er's art troupe was sent to the forefront.

Seventeen or eighteen-year-old girls sang on the eastern hills, and whatever they sang, they sang about the feudal system of Los Angeles.

After the third day of the first month, the leader of Yang was born in Luohe Bay.

The big wild boar sent a hundred catties of meat, and the bison neck elder passed on the position.

……

Since then, there is no shortage of food or clothing, that is every family has land to plant, and everyone has practice.

Whoever is a small expert in farming, who has a good job as a craftsman, and who has high military achievements, who can get more land, marry seventeen or eighteen wives, as long as you put down your arms and surrender, the big leader will naturally ignore your previous suspicions, and can teach you to cultivate and farm.

Tuoba Bao'er painted a good scene of living and working in peace and contentment, what feudal lords oppressed the tenant farmers, naturally did not mention a word, which made the people of Xishantou panic, and said that in three days there will not be enough food, where we farm the land is not farming, surrender to Los Angeles, it is not the same.

The sons of the old leader of Yeshan summed up at that time to discuss whether to surrender.

Except for a small leader named Yeshan Zhiqiang who had more contact with Chief Jiang Bin and was loyal to the Black Blood Clan, the others had no objections.

So Yeshan Zhiqiang took his subordinates and relatives, took advantage of the night, and chose the place where the besieging army was weak - the camp of the Yong clan, broke through the siege to the north, and the other leaders surrendered to Yang Yu in the early morning of the next day.

Pull out the nail of Yeshan, and there will be basically no effective resistance force further north, either joining Los Angeles, or moving the clan and defecting to the black blood clan.

Everyone thinks the situation is very good, and they all start their bodies in the tent when they have nothing to do.

As a result, it was stopped in less than half a day, Yang Li said Don't look at the fact that we haven't encountered much resistance now, in essence, the black blood clan is compressing its strength, gathering an army of the same size as us, and finding a place to fight a decisive battle.

The army continued to advance, but Yang Li received a letter, which was carried by a long-legged young man, jumped out of the side of the road, and stopped everyone.

Yang Li was startled, thinking that he was an assassin, so he quickly reached out and touched his waist - and touched it empty.

"Where did you put my sword?" Yang Li turned his head and said angrily.

"How do I know where to put your own stuff." Yulia said that she had already pointed her gun at the boy.

Yang Li said angrily: "Every time my things are put away by you, you may throw them away." ”

Mao Mei said: "I only threw away your old leather jacket, tattered boots, and torn underwear." ”

If it weren't for the fact that there was a young man who looked like an assassin in front of him, Yang Li almost went to pat Mao Mei: "I said why my favorite leather jacket is missing, it turned out that you threw it away!" ”

"How did I know you still had to wear it, you put it on the chair I thought you didn't want it."

"Phew, don't throw anything at me anymore," Yang Li took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down, "So the point now is, what about my sword?" ”

The sword was placed behind the saddle by Yulia, and it was there horizontally, because it was more beautiful.

Yang Li is not more than two meters tall, and the length of his arms is insufficient, so he can't reach that position.

So the two said that they would go back and settle the score, and then take the boy down and ask him.

This question, the young man took out a letter, this letter was written on a rough wooden board, scribbled on it, mainly drawing, now the Chinese characters of Los Angeles have not been popularized by Yang Li on a large scale, so other tribes want to communicate in words, there must be none, as long as the original line drawings to show what happened.

The general style is similar to that of the cave paintings.

The letter was written by Dugucheng.

"What did the fat man say?" Yulia took the wooden board and studied it again and again, but she didn't see a name, so she had to return the things to Yang Li.

Yang Jiao pointed to a few graphics and said, "Look at the symbol at the top, there are some people in the house, right?" ”

"Well, they're in a meeting?"

"No, some lines have been drawn on their hands, and they seem to be tied, if I guess correctly, Dugu Cheng should have been captured by the black blood tribe." After Yang Jiao finished speaking, he went to ask the young man who delivered the letter, and sure enough, he came from the black blood tribe, originally a miscellaneous slave, and was selected by Dugu Cheng and brought a wooden plank.

Overall, the pattern is not too difficult to understand, Yang Li knew that Dugucheng was arrested and placed under house arrest, the content of this letter was a call for help, and a lot of guards were drawn, which means that they are heavily guarded, and they must sneak in, and don't shoot guns.

Yang Li decided to rescue Dugucheng.

That's right, take someone there in person.

Yang Jiao did not do much to rescue the lord in the past, such as being entrusted by the old man in the riding and slashing to go to a strong fortress to take away the captured lord, and fight a bloody way out of the million army.

Of course, it's a war simulation game, and this time he's going to do it for real.

As the lord of Los Angeles, Yang Li should not have done such a risky thing, Dugu Cheng also said in the letter, although the Great Chief Jiang Bing is busy organizing a team to fight a decisive battle with the Los Angeles regime these days, and is basically not in the Black Blood River, but this is still a place where the most elite warriors of the Black Blood Clan gather, you Yang Jiao must not come by yourself, send some agile soldiers over and see if you can get me away.

Yang Jiao didn't think so, Jiang Bin was not there, he happened to go to the Black Blood River to reconnoitre, first, to find out the enemy's terrain and city defense, and second, to observe the living conditions of the people of the Black Blood Clan, and to come back to formulate a targeted conquest policy.

So Yang Li told everyone about this decision.

Of course Xue Bijiang agreed, he said that the cavalry guards should always have something to do, how many people do you plan to bring over, big leader.

Yang Li said that ten people are the most.

Counting Yulia, Xue Pijiang and Yang Li himself, the seven people who were the best at stealth in the Guards were selected.

When Huya and the other lords learned about it, they tried their best to stop it, saying that if there were three long and two short, how would we be good.

Yang Jiao hesitated again and again, and said Okay, let's not take risks, but after attacking Yeshan, everyone is a little tired, so we will temporarily camp at the foot of the mountain, rest for two days and then set up camp and go on the road.

This time the lords dispersed happily.

So that night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and Yang Jiao ran away with Mao Mei and the team of guards.

Mao Mei was excited, she said that Putin was such a person who drove a plane into the enemy camp and rescued his teacher, I Yulia really didn't see the wrong person, and my man is also a hero who can save a little friend in the army.

Yang Li said of course, your man is the best.

Of course, this is all nonsense, mainly because Yang Li took a fancy to Dugucheng's obscene virtue.

In ancient times, there was foresight and strategy, such talents, those lords of Yang Yu had no way to match them.

Even if Zhang Dengyun has all kinds of cleverness, in terms of the overall situation, he is far inferior to Dugucheng.

The fat man belongs to the characters who can be in charge alone, just like Cao Cao and Zang Ba, Liu Bei and Guan Yu, Zhu Yuanzhang and Lan Yu, Li Longji and An Lushan, etc., they actually have the ability to become the overlord of one side, but for various reasons, it is more than enough to be a prince.

What is the most precious thing in the age of savagery, talent.

So to run to the base camp of the black blood clan to save people, the key is that the fat man is still worth saving.