After dawn, Wu Bai led the fire rider and appeared near the Guicheng of Zhao State. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info hidden in the mountains and forests.

Wu Bai looked at the sleepy Fire Knight and said to Zhang Zhao:

"Commander Zhang, send out the spies to be vigilant, and the rest of the people will cultivate here!"

Zhang Zhao arranged for a team of soldiers to take turns to be on guard, while the rest of the soldiers dismounted to eat and rest, and feed the war horses.

Canglong City is fully prepared for this dispatch. He Lu, the head of logistics, provided seven days' rations for the Fire Knights.

In this world, there is still a single way to make staple foods. Whether it is wheat or rice, it is directly steamed and eaten. Or mash it into a paste!

In this case, rice is preferred over wheat. Most well-to-do families eat rice, and wheat is the staple food of the poor.

After Wu Bai learned of this situation, he directly ordered He Lu, the logistics director, to take out most of the rice obtained by the lottery in exchange for wheat.

He also asked the public to build a mill and make flour. On this occasion, the soldiers' rations consisted of flour bread and dried meat that had been cooked and dried.

Dough cakes and jerky are easy to carry and easy to eat. Very popular with the generals of Canglong City. Zhang Han once said that this kind of logistical equipment can increase the mobility of the army by more than 10 times.

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Yangcheng, the city guard.

The rescued officials are now all full of sadness. There was confusion in his expression.

An official asked the castle guard: "Your Excellency! How should I deal with myself later? ”

Hearing the questioning of the subordinate officials, the Yangcheng City Guard sighed and said:

"The grain and grass of the Zhao army were destroyed, and the soldiers were slaughtered! If he didn't give Zhao Jun an explanation, then Yangcheng would definitely be overwhelmed by Zhao Jun's anger. ”

At this time, an official said tremblingly: "My lord, if it is not. I'll abandon the city! When the Zhao army attacked, not a single soldier from the empire came to the rescue. Why should I wait to die! ”

The official's words resonated with most of the people present. So everyone persuaded the city guards of Yangcheng one after another.

"Yes! Abandon the city, my lord! ”

"We have done our duty, but the empire ignores me!"

"Taking advantage of the fact that Zhao Jun has not yet received the news, it is still too late to abandon the city at this time!"

“……！”

Looking at the subordinates, Yangcheng City guarded his heart like ashes. For yesterday's mysterious forces, I can't help but feel a little more hatred.

Although Yangcheng was occupied by the Zhao army a few days ago, the people in the city were preserved.

The mysterious forces destroyed the grain and grass of the Zhao army and slaughtered the defenders of Zhao Junyangcheng, and the Zhao army was bound to be angry.

Most of the territory of Zhao is of the Qian ethnic group, not of the Central Plains royal blood. Savage and belligerent by nature, the consequences are unpredictable.

Regarding the reaction of the officials, the city guard of Yangcheng was helpless. can only say:

"Let's get out of here!"

A group of Yangcheng officials, after the city guard's voice fell, hurriedly said goodbye. It seems that he is afraid that the city guard of Yangcheng will change his mind.

After a while, only the three of Yangcheng City Guard, a young man, and an old man were left in the City Guard's Mansion.

The young man is a chief catcher in Yangcheng. The old man was a scribe in Yangcheng.

The city guard of Yangcheng asked, "Why don't you two leave?" ”

The young man lowered his head and did not reply, and the old scribe smiled and said: "Adults don't have to drive people, they were born and raised in Yangcheng all their lives." There's nowhere else to go! ”

The atmosphere in the City Guard's Mansion was dull for a while, and finally, the Yangcheng City Guard said: "If you don't leave, continue to do something for Yangcheng!" Jiang Putou, you go and inform Zhao Jun that the grain and grass in Yangcheng have been destroyed, and the soldiers have been killed, and there is nothing we can do. This official will forcibly levy a batch of grain and grass in the city, hoping to appease the anger of the Zhao army. ”

At this time, the young man raised his head and asked angrily, "My lord! Why? ”

The city guard of Yangcheng did not speak, and the old scribe sighed and said, "Jiang Zhutou, you have not seen the cruelty of Zhao Jun. These savage aliens will slaughter the city! ”

The anger on the young man's face suddenly turned into horror, he opened his mouth wide, and said in disbelief: "Slaughter the city ......!" ”

The city guard of Yangcheng said: "Okay! Jiang Zhutou, you go and inform Zhao Jun that I and the old scribe are collecting grain and grass in the city! Let's fight for a little hope for Yangcheng! ”

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In the afternoon, Jiang Zhutou rode a fast horse and arrived at the camp of the Zhao army near Ancheng.

Looking at the battlefield strewn with corpses in the distance, the young man who had never seen a large-scale war hunted his head, and felt numb all over his body.

I have seen him the most before, and he crossed the border with 500 people from the border army of Zhao State to plunder. Never imagined anything like this. I couldn't help but feel a little more worried. Will Yangcheng be able to escape this catastrophe?

Finally calmed himself down, and walked towards Zhao Jun's camp.

Jiang Zhutou understood that the situation in Yangcheng could not be known to Zhao Guoshi, otherwise all the plans of the city guards would be in vain.

He told Zhao Jun that he was sent by Zhao Jun of Yangcheng to report the news, and that he had to see General Huo Si'an for a major matter. After some investigation, the patrol guards took Jiang Zhutou to the tent of an adjutant general.

Under the pressure of the adjutant general, Jiang Zhutou took out a letter written by the Yangcheng city guard.

The lieutenant general saw that the envelope had the seal of the Yangcheng City Guard, and it was confirmed that it was not a forgery. The lieutenant immediately sent the letter to Huo Si'an's tent.

After reading the letter, Huo Si'an, the general of the Zhao Army's border army, immediately became angry. Ordered someone to bring Jiang Zhutou into the camp tent, and after some questioning, after confirming the situation in Yangcheng. Drawing the saber at his waist, he slashed the young head catcher with a knife in his hand.

He then ordered the herald: "Mingjin retreats!" ”

Half an hour later, Zheng Yannian, who was stationed in Ancheng, was a little puzzled, why did Zhao Jun suddenly withdraw his troops!

When the soldiers returned to the camp, Huo Si'an gave an order to the lieutenant general:

"Gather 10,000 soldiers and horses, collect all the grain and grass in Yangcheng, and ensure that the army needs it for ten days, and if it is not enough, slaughter the city and make minced meat to make up. If that's not enough, slaughter the other two cities! ”

The adjutant general looked at the sky and saw that night had begun to fall, so he said to Huo Si'an:

"General! The sons and daughters fought for a day, and their physical exertion was serious. Marching in the middle of the night, I am afraid that I will not be able to do it. ”

Huo Si'an was silent for a moment and said, "Okay! Then send troops as soon as possible tomorrow, this matter is related to the lives of tens of thousands of sons, and you can't be sloppy! Send a herald to immediately pass the matter to Luo Chengshou. ”

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Yangcheng City Guard, the City Guard and the old scribe looked tired. Looking at the less than three truckloads of grain in front of me. looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

The people value food more than their lives, and it is not so easy to collect grain and grass.

The city guard of Yangcheng had long expected such a result, but he was a little unwilling.

Today's grain collection, the two of them have suffered a lot. The old scribe even emptied his own grain, leaving only half a month's ration for his family, so that he could get less than three carts of grain.

Yangcheng City Shou came from the heart, and sighed sadly: "Leave it to fate!" ”

The old scribe smiled bitterly, and the two of them had been sitting in the city guard's mansion, waiting for the judgment of fate in torment.

The night passed, and Jiang Zhutou did not return, looking at the newly emerging sun. Yangcheng Chengshou's face was haggard, and his eyes were bloodshot. The same goes for the old scribes.

As the sun rises, the city keeper says:

"I'm afraid that Jiang Zhutou will be more auspicious!"