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When the main force of the 20th Corps of the People's Army fell into a dilemma, Qin Lie's headquarters of the People's Army along the Moaning River also encountered a serious crisis.
The camp of Qin Lie's headquarters in the Moaning River was in a mess under the bombardment of the catapults of the Guards Banner Regiment of the Qinghe Army.
Broken tents and deep pits made by stone bullets can be seen everywhere in the camp, and some solidified dark red flesh and blood are scattered around.
It has been several days since Qin Lie and the others were besieged by the Qinghe Army's Guards Banner Regiment. Although they organized several breakouts, they all ended in failure and lost troops instead.
A few days ago, Qin Lie even boasted boldly that he wanted to capture Yunxi Mansion in one fell swoop and become the first person to do so.
The current Qin Lie no longer had the high spirits he had at the beginning, but instead had a shaggy beard and bloodshot eyes, making him look particularly haggard.
The trebuchets of the Guards Banner Regiment of the Qinghe Army caused devastating damage to the militia camp. Looking around, it was dilapidated.
The battered militia soldiers were scattered in the camp in groups of three or five. Their eyes were empty, their expressions were desolate and numb, and they looked extraordinarily weak.
Facing the lifeless camp, Eldest Prince Qin Lie's heart was particularly heavy. The 60,000 troops with high morale were no longer capable of fighting.
Qin Lie inspected all parts of the camp, especially when he reached the tents where the wounded and sick soldiers were housed, he couldn't help but sigh when he heard the pain and wailing inside one after another.
Qin Lie, the commander in the camp, tried to open the tent and go in to comfort the wounded and sick.
But as soon as the tent was opened, a strong smell of blood and rot rushed towards his face, making him twitch, and he almost vomited, so he had to retreat out in embarrassment.
"How many sick and wounded are there in the camp?"
Qin Lie frowned and asked a general who followed him step by step.
"Reporting to my son, the number of people is about seven or eight thousand."
"Why are there so many?"
"We failed to break through several times and caused a large number of wounded soldiers, and the bandits bombarded us with stone bombs every day, and our casualties are also increasing day by day."
"These damn bandits, if I wait for the reinforcements to arrive, I will kill them all!"
Thinking of the grievance they encountered here, Qin Lie was also filled with anger.
Qin Lie, as the eldest son of the Qin family and the nominal heir of the 20th Corps, has never been so aggrieved.
"My son, if the reinforcements don't arrive, we will starve to death if we are not killed by the bandits. The army has been out of food for three days." A general said.
"From Anling County to here, the reinforcements climbed even if they climbed, but now they are nowhere to be seen. I wonder if they have given up on us?" A battalion general complained dissatisfied.
"Rub!"
As soon as the battalion general finished speaking, Qin Lie's cold saber was already on his neck.
"My son, my son"
This battalion general felt the icy coolness of the saber on his neck, and his legs trembled with fright.
"Hmph, if you dare to disturb the morale of our army again, I will definitely kill you!"
When Qin Lie saw his confidant general, he finally resisted the urge to kill him, and retracted his saber into its sheath.
"Thank you for not killing me, son."
The battalion general couldn't help wiping the cold sweat off his brow when he saw the eldest son Qin Lie put his sword back into its sheath.
"My lord, do you want to send someone to ask for help?" A general asked Qin Lie for his opinion.
"Don't send anyone there. Anling is only a hundred miles away. They have traveled for so many days. Even if they are harassed by bandit troops along the way, I reckon that the reinforcements will arrive within a day or two."
Although they were surrounded by the Moaning River, Qin Lie was quite confident in the reinforcements.
?Compared to my father who still has more than 100,000 civilian troops under his command, as long as they want to rescue them, the Qinghe army can't stop them.
"But"
"There is nothing but, pass on the order, and stick to it for another two days. After the reinforcements arrive, we can kill the bandit army without leaving a piece of armor. At that time, all the captures will belong to the brothers, and the delicious and spicy food will be eaten with an open stomach. !"
"No!"
Seeing Qin Lie's full confidence, although the generals were skeptical, they had no other choice.
Now the 5,000 cavalry of the Qinghe Army are wandering around. They are pure infantry troops and have no hope of breaking through, so they can only stand firm and wait for reinforcements.
whenWhen Lie faced the frightened and weak soldiers who were painting pancakes, a group of soldiers from the Qinghe Army of the Guards Banner Regiment carried firewood and cauldrons and ran to the upper wind of the civilian army camp.
"Young master, there is movement from the bandit army!"
Seeing that the Qinghe army dispatched a group of soldiers and horses, the vigilant militia sentry immediately reported to Qin Lie who was patrolling the camp.
"Go, go and have a look."
Although Qin Lie remained calm and calm on the surface, he didn't know what to do in his heart. Hearing the movement of the Qinghe army, he was also worried about their attack.
After all, their troops have been starving for almost three days now, and the scout horses in the camp have been slaughtered and eaten by them, and they are already quite weak.
If the Qinghe army is launching a large-scale attack on them now, it will be difficult for them to resist in their current state.
Qin Lie and a group of generals soon arrived at the edge of the camp, and saw soldiers of the Qinghe Army busy in the distance.
"What is the bandit army trying to do?"
Seeing that the Qinghe army was setting fire to each other, the generals of the civilian army also looked at each other in blank dismay.
But soon they knew what the Qinghe army was doing. The Qinghe army deliberately started cooking and stewing meat in front of the civilian army.
Under the raging flames, dozens of cauldrons soon overflowed with meaty fragrance, and the fragrance wafted to the camp of the militia.
"What does it smell like? It smells so good."
"A good aroma is the aroma of stewed meat."
"Where is the meat, I shouldn't be dreaming."
"The good fragrance comes from the north."
The militia soldiers lying in the camp also smelled the fragrance. They supported each other and followed the smell to the edge of the camp.
They saw dozens of burning cauldrons in the distance. The Qinghe army was busy, and the fragrance was coming out of the cauldron.
In just a moment, the edge of the camp of the civilian army camp was crowded with soldiers. They swallowed their saliva and looked at the steaming cauldron in the distance.
"Delicious, delicious!"
"Delicious."
The soldiers of the Qinghe Army also fished out a large piece of meat with bones from the pot, hugged it and gnawed it, and the soldiers of the militia were particularly greedy.
"Damn, I can't help it!"
Seeing that the Qinghe Army deliberately stewed meat in front of them, many generals who swallowed their saliva were also filled with righteous indignation, thinking that the Qinghe Army had gone too far.
"My lord, let's call, maybe we can get some meat."
Some generals were eager to taste the soft stewed meat. They were out of food, but the Qinghe army was eating meat. It was unreasonable.
"Is it just a show for you to be the cavalry over there? If you don't want to die, go."
With a dark face, Qin Lie murmured to the thousands of cavalrymen of the Qinghe Army who were waiting in formation in the distance.
Although the militiamen really wanted to fight over and grab the meat from the Qinghe army, they had to give up the idea when they saw the murderous cavalry.
"Brothers in the militia, I know that you have run out of food, put down your weapons and surrender, not only can you avoid death, but you can also eat meat!"
Seeing the large number of militia soldiers crowded on the fence of the camp and unwilling to leave, a banner battalion commander of the Guards Banner Regiment also started to persuade them to surrender with a tin horn. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com