"Judging from the number of tents, Liu Chengshou's army is about 12300 people. The people of Shizhoutou told me that these were basically not local soldiers, but troops brought by Liu Chengshou from the north, and it was only three years after they were stationed in Shizhoutou, and they were able to deal with the people. In peacetime, the military leaders also bully people in the city."

He Lingchuan nodded: "The army is like this, the upper beam is not right, the lower beam is crooked."

Looking at Liu Chengshou's previous cowardice without a fight, he knew that his army was not much better.

"Yang Meng is a local?"

"Yes, Yang Meng himself was born in Shijiatou, and he was taken to learn art by the Daomen since he was a child, and he only returned to the city three years ago."

"No wonder Yang Meng spontaneously resisted." He Lingchuan said, "Foreign officials robbed their locals."

"When the people in the city talk about him, they say it's good. He is just to serve as a garrison, and often to make things easier for the common people."

Dong Rui also said about the army outside the city: "My bat went to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two sentinels, Yang Meng did not fight them head-on, but only sent a small group of rangers to attack and harass, killing many sentinels on the periphery, so these two people were very nervous and kept praying that they would return to change shifts alive." As he spoke, the bat squeaked twice from Dong Rui's arms, and the latter said, "By the way, the vegetation is sparse there, and a sentry also saw my bat and wanted to take it down and eat it." It seems that the attackers are not well stocked."

When the bat gets smaller, it's not as big as a child's fist. The sentry was hungry for even such a small piece of meat, and there was really no oil or water in his stomach.

"Okay, let's talk about Zhao Guangzhi."

"Even his information?" Dong Rui shook his head, "It's only been three days, and you want me to do so many things!"

"Among these three forces, I actually care about Zhao Guangzhi the most." He Lingchuan rubbed his hands, "You must have figured it out, right?"

Dong Rui stared at him for a long time before he smiled:

"Of course."

At this time, Wan Qifeng came in and said:

"I've sent someone to spy on Liu Cheng's camp."

This doesn't have to be ordered by He Lingchuan.

Although Dong Rui is meticulous, he is not a person in the army, and many details cannot be grasped.

Yang Shanjun's shot was different. After nightfall, Wan Qifeng came back to report in much more detail.

Although Liu Chengshou occupies a high ground, but the layout of the camp is unreasonable, it is said that the location of the latrine is not completely downwind, sometimes the wind direction changes, the smell is poured back, and the fragrance is ten miles.

After a few rains, the tents were all watered up. The spies of the Yangshan army also found that some soldiers in the defenders of Liucheng were too lazy to line up, and would secretly defecate outside, and then go back as if nothing happened.

This is easy to be taken advantage of by the enemy, not to mention, it is also easy to pollute the environment, after all, the water source is nearby, and the rain has been flowing recently.

Even Dong Rui was disdainful: "Their hygiene habits are too poor!"

In addition, the defenders of Liu Cheng also lacked food and medicine, and were robbed by Yang Meng's army again. Obviously, Liu Chengshou originally had little experience in fighting in the field, and the grain was not stored separately. As soon as Yang Meng came, he set fire to those who could not be snatched away, causing serious losses to Liu Jun.

"Actually, the two sides inside and outside the city are better than anyone can carry it." He Lingchuan concluded, "If the supplies in Shijiatou were a little more abundant, it would probably be Liu Chengshou who escaped in the dust."

But there are hardly "ifs" in the world. Liu Chengshou knew that Shi Guantou was unsustainable, and if he gritted his teeth and persisted for a few days, he would be able to reap the fruits of victory.

"As it stands, Yang Meng is at a disadvantage. If I were him, I would fear for my own safety." He Lingchuan hooked his finger at Dong Rui, "Get some medicine?"

Dong Rui raised his eyebrows: "What kind of medicine do you want?"

He Lingchuan whispered a few words to him, and Dong Rui slapped his hands and smiled, "It's a trivial matter! Whoever makes them unhygienic deserves it!"

"I'm afraid you don't have enough portions."

"Enough." Dong Rui gritted his teeth and smiled, "This kind of medicine, it's enough at any time!"

……

Two more light rains fell during the night, and the wind direction changed.

There had been two night attacks before, and Liu Chengshou raised his vigilance, so Yang Meng did not send people to disturb the camp on this night.

At noon, when patrolling the west side of the city, body

There was a grunt. Yang Meng turned around and found that it was the belly of an archer.

The soldier clutched his stomach with one hand, and as a result, his belly screamed even louder.

Hungry, he didn't have anything decent to eat for two days, and he couldn't pull the bow anymore.

The three hundred catties of grain that Yang Meng collected three days ago had to be saved, how could he dare to let the army run out?

Yang Meng's gaze swept over him. At this time, the soldiers rushed up and whispered in his ear, "Lord Yang, the meal is ready."

"Bring it up."

The soldier was stunned: "Huh? Yes."

When people are hungry and thin, the commanders usually eat in their tents, so that the soldiers will not cause trouble when they see them. But Lord Yang asked for the food to be served to the city gate?

After a while, the meal came.

A steaming basket of steaming rice and noodles alone makes people appetize.

This time, there was more than one soldier rumbling in his stomach.

Yang Meng opened the steaming drawer and saw that there were four or five half-yellow and non-black mixed buns, as well as a bowl of thin porridge, and he couldn't scoop two grains of rice in one spoonful.

But there are a few mushrooms and a few young leaf buds floating on the porridge.

"It's been raining these days, and mushrooms have grown under the roots." The soldier said, "We tried, it's not poisonous."

Just these things, the soldiers on the city gate swallowed their saliva.

Yang Meng nodded, did not stretch out his hand, pointed to the soldiers on the head of the city and said, "Divide them all, give them all."

"Ah, sir, ...... you?"

"I usually eat better than them, and I carry hunger." Yang Meng waved his hand, "Don't talk nonsense, hurry up."

A few buns and a bowl of porridge are not enough for seventeen or eighteen pot-bellied Hans.

But when they looked at Yang Meng, they became more admiring.

Who doesn't know that Lord Yang shares their weal and woe?

At this moment, an arrow flew from the sky, and it was nailed to the gatehouse with a "grab", no more than three feet away from Yang Meng.

"Enemy attack!" Everyone wanted to surround Yang Meng, but the latter waved his hand, "No need, it's just an arrow."

He could see clearly that there was a note tied to the end of the arrow.

The soldiers went over to pull out the arrows and untie the strips, only to hear a "ding" sound, and an iron ring fell to the ground.

The quality of the paper is actually very good, pale gold, crisp, and rustling twice. Yang Meng unfolded it, and there were only a few lines on it:

"Yang Shou is brave and faithful. A special gift of 500 catties of grain is given to relieve the eyebrows. Tonight the wind rises, and there is change outside the city."

At the end of the letter, a dragon head pattern was drawn.

The words "500 catties of grain" came into view, Yang Meng's heart jumped a few times, and he quickly picked up the iron ring, and his mind probed in to take a look.

Sure enough, it's a storage ring.

Sure enough, there were ten bags of grain inside, and the open bags were all full!

Although it was not all rice, there were also grains and sweet potatoes, but Yang Meng was still overjoyed.

I have food in my belly, and I don't panic in my heart. Although 500 catties is not much, it can last a meal!

Not to mention that there are some bacon and pickles in the storage ring. For a soldier who has been gnawing on the bark for days, this is simply hard

Dish of the big dish!

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