Dasan didn't know how much time had passed, he only knew that he had already peed his pants once, but now it seemed that a few more drops had dropped.

Fear is fear, but Tasan believes that there are only a few people in this world who can treat money like dung. What's more, now General Zhongli is also short of money and food.

After a few more moments, Tatsuzo heard a click, the sound of a Black Iron soldier pushing away his armor.

"I seem to remember you....your name is Da... What are you up to..."

"Up to three... You can just call me Da San Fat... You're also from Wengang?"

After speaking, the trembling Dasan looked up cautiously at the soldier's face. But this one can't be seen, Mom, isn't this the eldest prince?

"Bell... Bell... Mr. Zhong..."

Da 30,000 didn't expect that in this broken house, he could actually see General Zhongli's own son, Zhong Jianding.

Zhong Jianding smiled at Da San, "It seems that you are responsible for the business tax matters of my white boat, the housekeeper often deals with you, I have seen you a few times... Anyway, how did you get mixed up like this..."

Da San can only put his heart in his stomach now, "Big son... The villain's life is miserable, the family property has been robbed, the house is gone, and he was arrested by these bastards... Ask the eldest prince for help..."

Zhong Jianding looked at Da San who was crying bitterly, and frowned at the frightened and trembling coolies and the scarred head.

Dasan's eyes didn't rub the sand, and he quickly took the words, "The eldest son, this scar, it's the tax officer who is with me, they are all old people from Wengang, and they are not bad people....Also, these five young men are all coolies unloading on the dock, I know them all, and they are not bad people..."

"You fools, why are you still poking there, don't you kneel down and beg the eldest prince for help..."

Now in the entire house, except for Zhong Jianding, there are only seven living people left. Two tax collectors, plus five coolies.

Under Dasan's reminder, these people finally saw the hope of survival, and they all crawled on the ground and kowtowed like pounding garlic. Zhong Jianding couldn't smile bitterly.

"Alright, you take off the armor and weapons of the dead people, and then come with me... Damn, since you have met, I'll give you a few ways to live..."

When Zhong Jianding walked through the street with a few beggar-like people, he was greeted by a burst of laughter.

"Jianding, you still lost, didn't you say that you brought at least ten heads? Why did you bring six, let me tell you, life doesn't count..."

"Hi... When I met an acquaintance who was coerced, I couldn't cut down with this knife, but none of those who were really soldiers ran away, and I slaughtered them all. I'm going to have to tie it..."

......

The small building across the street was originally a restaurant. When the war broke out, no one came to drink, and the north-south street at the entrance of the restaurant was the line of fire between the two camps, so there were no people here. A large number of soldiers occupied each house as their own trench, and the tug-of-war took place on this street.

There were more than a dozen soldiers sitting in the restaurant, just by the sophistication of the armor on the soldiers' bodies and the warm wine on the fire. Dasan knows that this room is full of dignitaries.

How could Da San not know these people, the one-armed man who was joking with the eldest young master on the other side, wasn't that the legendary big offering under General Zhongli, who was said to have been invited from the Chu State.

and the few guards around him who were covered in black iron armor, it is said that they are all awakened.

Not to mention the few around the eldest prince, there are two partial generals and four or five centurions, all of whom are famous guys in Wengang.

God, how did all these people gather here? At that time, Da San's feet were weak, and he fell to his knees, and he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Dasan knelt down, and the coolies didn't dare to stand anymore, including Scarhead, and they all fell to their knees, splashing muddy water all over the ground.

"Oh, isn't this the famous Third Master, how did you get to this point?"

"Oh, it's really a three, and there is a scar? This kid grabbed a seat in the restaurant with me at the beginning, how did he get mixed up in the muddy pool today..."

"Haha...get up, come over and bake the fire, you're also fateful. I really didn't expect that your fat body could survive these three months, what a miracle..."

The ridicule of an old acquaintance made Da San's nose sour at that time, and tears came out of his eyes.

"The home is gone, the money is gone, fortunately, the wife and children have returned to their parents' house, and now in the countryside, they may have escaped a catastrophe... And the scar, he is worse than me, and his daughter-in-law and children are all dead..."

"The eldest prince, and Lord Liu, please beg General Zhongli, now Dongcheng is already miserable, the food is almost dry, the people are all arrested, and a wooden stick will be blasted over to death... The women were circled together and the big-headed soldiers lined up to spoil it, and it was said that this was the idea of the few awakened people, saying that they wanted to maintain morale..."

"it, the dead bodies that Dongcheng throws into the sea every day are floating in pieces, and the fish are gnawing around the corpses... Now there are more and more corpses, and those fish can't eat them..."

Before Da San could finish his words, suddenly a laborer walked a few steps to the fire and slammed his head to the ground.

"My lord, those soldiers in Dongcheng are not human, they actually use dead human flesh as bait and throw it into the sea to catch fish... A dead corpse attracts a school of sea fish, and then it is a net to catch them all....Also, I heard from the former workers at the dock that if the fish in the sea are not easy to catch, they will have to salt the human flesh and use it as military rations..."

"Send troops, beg General Zhongli to send troops, if this continues, the people of Dongcheng will all die..."

The captives' chaotic words made the atmosphere that was relaxed and active just now suddenly cold, and they really couldn't imagine that the shortage of food in Dongcheng had reached this point.

"How can this be?" There is obviously a port in Dongcheng, and there are tens of thousands of fishing boats there, and sending out a few fishing boats is enough for you to eat and drink, how can it be so miserable?" Zhong Jianding's face was full of grief and indignation.

The poisonous knife Liu couldn't drink it anymore, and slapped the wine glass, "Damn, the Yu family is a group of perverts, they will definitely not let the fishing boat go into the sea, they are afraid that the people will take advantage of the chaos to escape, they need a meat shield, they will use the lives of the people in half the city to drag us until the reinforcements arrive..."

"Then what should we do, do we want to continue the plan?" asked the eldest prince of the Zhong family.

The plan in Zhong Jianding's mouth was to take advantage of the rain today to take the most elite Black Iron soldiers and his Awakened Ones to attack one of the most hidden granaries in Dongcheng.

General Zhongli has four Skywalkers under him, and four Skywalkers who only obey General Zhongli's orders. This was secretly sent by Lord Drifting Fire to protect Zhongli, and almost no one knew about this secret.

And the secret of the granary was secretly discovered by these four mysterious Skywalkers in the dark night.

Today, the elite gathered in the restaurant, that is, after a feint attack by the army, they took advantage of the chaos to attack the granary, and strive for a fire to burn it all for him.

However, in the process of waiting for the feint, the young people made a bet with the heads of the people in the opposite room, and this was the wonderful scene of Zhong Jianding single-handedly fighting a group.

Fortunately, these young people were greedy for fun for a while, and only then did they find out about the military situation of Dongcheng's extreme shortage of food.

"No, our plans have to change... It's easy to sneak up on the granary, but what about these people? We burned not only the military food, but also the people's life-saving food..."

"I know the second prince too well, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and he won't feel sorry for anyone's life for the sake of victory. There are also those awakened people in the Yu family, who are even more ruthless. The rations of the soldiers were destroyed, and the common people only suffered more..."

Zhong Jianding looked at the poisonous knife Liu and asked, "What should I do?" Uncle Liu, you come to teach me, what should I do..."

Poison Knife Liu ignored him, just quietly looked at the fire and said calmly.

"Now that the feint is about to begin, it's unrealistic to want to go back and ask General Zhongli, there's no time left... Only you can decide..."

"Don't forget, this is the first time you begged to lead the troops alone, we are all cooperating with you, don't expect us to make decisions for you..."

Speaking of this, the poisonous knife Liu stared at Jian Ding's eyes, "Don't forget, you are the young master." You have to assume all the rights and responsibilities of all your orders today, and we only have to carry them out..."

Zhong Jianding took a deep breath, suppressed the depressed emotions in his heart, and carefully distinguished the pros and cons. There was silence in the restaurant, and everyone didn't dare to disturb the young master's thinking.

It's tough, it's really hard, and it's hard enough for a young man in his early 20s to make such a big decision. But there is no way, the young master is not so easy to be, and his shoulders are not hard enough, so you can go home and breastfeed.

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhong Jianding suddenly made up his mind.

"Pass my orders, plan to change... Abandon the granary and change to a feint attack as the main attack. ”

"This attack is not aimed at fighting for territory, before dark, everyone must retreat, no matter how far they fight, to the area under our control..."

"In this attack, we must save more people, and those people in Wengang who are coerced are the targets of our rescue... And you, Dasan, Scarhead, and these people, you disperse the troops that follow the attack, you don't have to fight, you just need to shout at the back of the team..."

"Strive for your relatives and neighbors to lay down their arms and come to us after hearing your voices. It's as much as you can save, and that's what you can do for yourself..."

"Alright, pass on the military order as quickly as possible, we are running out of time, and the attack is about to begin..."

As the eldest prince's order was issued, dozens of heralds suddenly jumped out from behind the restaurant, quickly disappeared into the rain and mist, and passed the orders to one stronghold after another.

Dasan and Scarhead each received a piece of bread and silently followed the soldiers to various strongholds. Everyone just ate in silence and didn't speak, they knew that shouting was also a manual work, and if they didn't have some food to the bottom, they really wouldn't last until it got dark.

At that moment, the rain in Wengang was getting heavier and heavier.