Chapter 299: The Grain and Grass of the Wuhuan People 2

When Guan Yu and his party rushed forward, they happened to see dozens of Wuhuan people wearing armor pouring out towards the city gate.

Seeing these Han people in front of them holding torches with murderous intent on their faces, the Wuhuan people rushed forward with weapons without hesitation.

"Kill!" Guan Yu naturally did not retreat, and rushed to the enemy with a loud shout and raised the weapon in his hand.

A sideways slash slashed the enemy to the ground. When I looked up, I saw that the others were already entangled with the Wuhuan people.

"Don't get tangled with them! Rush up to me quickly and burn the grain! Burn the granary in front of me! Guan Yu shouted as he brandished the Blue Dragon Glaive Knife and forced away several enemies in front of him.

Taking this opportunity, Guan Yu rushed forward a few steps further.

"Sure enough, it's right here!" For the sake of convenience, the Wuhuan people put the grain and grass not far from the city gate, and they did not have many people, so they naturally wanted to save trouble.

In front of him was a towering black pile of grain and straw wrapped in cow felt, and Guan Yu's face showed joy.

But there were more and more Wuhuan people in front of him, and more Wuhuan people hurried over after learning about the movement here.

Guan Yu was about to burn grain, when suddenly a Wuhuan cavalryman rushed in front of Guan Yu and raised the scimitar in his hand to slash.

Guan Yu swept away with a knife, and actually cut off the head of the enemy rider in front of him.

The head flew to the side, blood bursting from the headless neck.

Seeing that there were already dozens of Xianbei cavalry waiting solemnly in front of the granary, Guan Yu sneered.

The torch shook in the air, and the head of the fire was thrown backwards, and the Wuhuan people were surprised to throw the torch over.

With a 'whoosh' torch inserted into the grain hoard like a javelin, sparks splashed everywhere, and in an instant the felt shed made of cowhide and bamboo 'banged' and ignited a little spark. This was not enough, the fire oil in Guan Yu's other hand was also thrown out in the frightened gaze of the Wuhuan people.

With a two-pronged approach, this grain canton, which was about a few hundred stones of grain, burst into flames.

"Bastard! Kill you! The Wuhuan man shouted angrily, raised his weapon and stabbed at Guan Yu.

At this time, Guan Yu turned his head and looked around and saw that the battlefield was already in chaos.

Guan Yu's subordinates were not as brave as Guan Yu, and most of them were not very smooth, only a small half of the grain and grass stacks caught fire.

The raging fire illuminated the neighborhood, but there were more and more Wuhuan people. At present, Guan Yu and the others have been heavily surrounded, and more than ten big men with torches were killed by the Wuhuan people before they could say a word.

"Bastard! What to do? Guan Yu was resisting the attack of several people, and his brain was flying. It's not okay to go on like this, there are at least dozens of nearly 100 grain and grass stacks in front of you! Not to mention burning it all, if you can't burn most of it, it doesn't make sense!

Although there are not many Wuhuan people in this city, they are stronger than Guan Yu expected.

They are supposed to be the elite of the tribe under Bunton, and they are more powerful than ordinary Wuhuan warriors.

"Woo ......" pulled the reins of the horse, and the horse, which was as white as snow, neighed and raised its front hooves high.

And the figure of the man sitting firmly on the back of the horse did not move.

His eyes were fixed on the scout in front of him, his eyes red in disbelief.

The hands holding the reins of the horse were full of green tendons, and his face was extremely pale.

In front of him, the scouts who had hurried to report the news were trembling all over, and fell to their knees and buried their heads in the weeds.

Watching this scene quietly, no one dared to make a sound.

The procession of thousands of people stared silently, motionless, as if time had stopped.

Occasionally, there would be a scream or two at the back of the group, but it would disappear again after a loud shout.

"Yixiang was attacked by the enemy? Is it true or not? After a long time, he sighed.

"This ......" raised his head and secretly glanced at Yidun, shuddered, and replied in a low voice: "Your lord, there is indeed a group of thieves who have attacked Yixiang. They set fires everywhere and suffered heavy losses in the city. Particularly...... In particular......"

"What is it? Say it? His face turned paler, and his hands, which were holding the reins of the horse, began to tremble slightly.

"According to the report, there were probably more than 100 thieves who broke into the city. They...... They set fires...... Oops......" Before he could finish speaking, the scout fell to the ground and covered his face and screamed loudly.

"Humph!" With a cold snort, he slowly withdrew his horsewhip. Looking around coldly, the people who were stared at by the snake-like eyes were silent one by one, shrinking their heads and not daring to speak.

"This is the warrior of my Wuhuan people?" After being silent for a long time, he slowly spoke: "More than 2,000 warriors plus the city actually let more than 100 people enter the city and set fire to kill people!" Could it be that they are gods who can't descend to earth? If I'm not mistaken, they burned all the grass and grass they put inside, right? With that, Badon stared viciously at the scout who had fallen to the ground.

Carefully sitting up and kneeling, the scout covered half of his face and said, "This ...... Yes! The king is wise, and he was indeed burned...... Burned out. Our warriors are desperately trying to stop it. But...... The enemy was so vicious that they set themselves on fire and rushed to the granary...... Although our men have defeated them, they still can't stop them...... This...... Please also ask the king to forgive his sins...... Ahh......h

"Humph! What a rubbish! If you don't find out all the Han people who broke into Yixiang and kill them, then let me all die! He snorted coldly and said viciously.

"This ......" the scout glanced at him and lowered his head in a shudder.

"Don't get out of here!" He was so angry that he felt cold and seemed to faint. Dizzy, he hurriedly held on to the saddle. The other hand covered his forehead and swayed, almost falling off the horse's back.

"Our cattle and sheep are almost there, right?" Driving away the scouts, Raton asked one of the people beside him.

"Gongsun Chan is not easy to fool, a large number of cattle and sheep can't come for a while, if the grain and grass are gone, let's ask Micah for help!" The man next to him groaned and said.

"Gongsun Chan...... If it weren't for the ambush of Gongsun Zhan, the grain and grass would not have been burned! ”

The fire in Yixiang was quickly extinguished, and one fire brought countless sequelae. The first thing to bear the brunt of was the problem of grain and grass, and Guan Yu's fire burned fifty percent of Yixiang's grain to ashes.

In this way, the Wuhuan people are short of food, whether it is those in Yixiang City who are preparing to fight against Gongsun Zhan or those who are fighting with Liu Yu with Micah, they may be hungry.

If it takes a long time, then the problem is big.

Even if you go to rob the Han people again, it will be too late.

How many people can there be in Youzhou today? How much food can they have?

And Wuhuan sent tens of thousands of troops this time, plus the dry material of the war horse...... The problem of food is in a hurry, and there is still the mind to ambush Gongsun Zhan, besides, as soon as he walks on his front foot, the enemy will follow him to Yixiang City, I am afraid that he has fallen into the enemy's trick.

Seeing that the grain and grass in Yi Township are only enough to support three or five days, even if you add cattle and sheep, it is less than half a month.

Badun had no choice but to send letters to Micah and Yuan Shao respectively.

Even if he is soft, he must get food.

Youzhou! Such a vast world. How can it be returned to the Han people like this?