Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 502 War Preparation
Mr. Yu quickly analyzed the information obtained over the years in his head, the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was drenched in cold sweat in the middle of winter.

"A military household from Pingliang Fort escaped?" Song Liyun squeezed the paperweight in his hand, feeling anxious.

What are those sergeants doing to eat, let a few civilian officials who are helpless escape?

At this time, Mr. Yu couldn't say that the sergeants were ordinary people. Facing old and cunning officials, it was inevitable that they would be negligent.

Based on his guess, the infighting among the royal family of the Di clan has existed for a long time, and the noble daughters of the Wu Dynasty royal family who were sent were just an excuse for several tribes.

Moreover, the area of ​​the Mida River Valley is also a place where the royal court will unify sooner or later.

It's just that Mida City moved quickly and formed an alliance with the Zhenbei Army when they were fighting among themselves.

In the past three years, the Mida River Valley has built a city, and there are caravans that make people envious.

And there are many guards.

If Wang Ting attacked rashly, not only would he be beaten to death, he would even be beaten, and all he would get would be ruins.

The criminal officials of the Wu Dynasty who defected to the past came up with a trick to deceive the sky and lure the snake out of the cave. They used 3000 people as bait to lure away the Zhenbei Army on the grassland and the guards of Mida City.

But Wang Ting has never made the slightest movement towards Mida City. How could he be so aware of the situation and play the Zhenbei Army in his hands?
"Young Madam, there must be internal responses in the merchants who leave the city, and there must be some in the tribe..." Mr. Yu said in a deep voice.

"The Simon tribe is the internal response!"

After being analyzed by Yu Laoyi, Song Liyun suddenly understood.

It's no wonder that once Zhao Tingduo left, those tribes jumped out uncharacteristically to look for smoke.

Not really trying to force myself to agree to an impolite request, but to disturb my sight.

It's just that Song Liyun didn't give them a chance to make a fuss, and with a slash of the knife, he directly eliminated Simon.

"Well, those tribes didn't expect the young lady to kill Simon, so they took advantage of the caravan's departure to make a mistake... They want to detain the caravan, lure Fang Baihu, and swallow Mida City completely!"

In a few months, without moving a single soldier, the city of Mida, which has miracles, is completely occupied.

This kind of delicate embroidery-like operation and such patience can only be imagined by the civil servants of the Wu Dynasty who are good at intrigue.

This is why Zhao Tingduo, who is on the battlefield, is not in danger, but Song Liyun, who is staying at home, is in danger.

Song Liyun couldn't tell whether Mr. Yu's speculation was wrong or right, so he closed his eyes slightly: Since the target is Mida City, let's come!

For half an hour, Mida City's passwords came out one after another.

The remaining merchants in the city are all gathered in one house and can no longer move freely.

Jian Fangtong's people also sent back news. After they learned that the caravan was trapped, they quickly pursued it without waiting for Fang Baihu to send troops.

If you don't check, you don't know. After checking, Jian Fangtong turned pale with fright.

A team hidden in the desert was questioned, the number of which was at least nearly a thousand.

So many people have not been found, Song Liyun does not believe that no tribe is covering up.

As long as she thinks about it a little bit, she can also think of who it is who made trouble that day.

It was just the extermination of the Simon tribe and the warning at night that made these people lurk again.

Jian Fangtong is responsible for the wrong information.

Jian Fangtong was angry and annoyed, someone under him was bribed.

Lao Qian sent all the trusted guards to the city wall.

According to the statistics, there are still 140 people who can defend the city, plus the males of the city lord's mansion, there are [-] people in total.

What made Song Liyun feel relieved was that there was also news. The Muhan tribe and several other tribes had already rushed to help Fangzheng and Lin Qingyuan after they got the news that the caravan was in trouble.

As long as those two escaped and returned to Mida City, the guards would also return.

In two days, Mida City only needs two days, and all the surrounding tribes will gather here.

Song Liyun returned to the main courtyard according to the schedule, Miss Yun, Wan Youyou and the others were all waiting here.

As soon as she saw her coming, Wan Youyou, who had changed into a tunic robe, asked, "Young Madam, Yiming, Erfan, they can use them, they have all been trained."

Yiming and a dozen other boys are now twelve or thirteen years old and usually do chores in the scientific research institute. Although they are young and weak, they are all familiar with the operation of hand mines and landmines. If they occupy a favorable position, they will also be a new force.

Song Liyun nodded: "Yuyou, you go to arrange for the scientific research institute to deal with some things that need to be dealt with, and gunpowder can also be used."

Wan Youyou has experienced family ruin and death, she is not an ordinary girl.

With her mind, she guessed what was going on when she heard about Pingliang Fort more than a month ago.

Because she, too, belonged to that group of exiles.

The criminal officials who went out of Beijing used to be high-ranking officials with rich salary and rich clothes and fine food, but now they are driven into the dust and end up eating the land.

Who doesn't harbor hatred and wishes to regain the former glory.

Seeing that Song Liyun was in a peaceful mood, she also calmed down, turned around and left without saying a word.

Beside them, Yuquan and Mrs. Yun were not so stable.

Yuquan's face was pale. She heard the elders of the clan talk about the tragedy of being exterminated 20 years ago.

There is also the annual tribal sacrifice, which is bloody.

Mrs. Yun couldn't accept it even more. After only a few years of stable life, she had to see the blood and flesh of her relatives around her, and the head fell to the ground.

Yuquan helped Song Liyun to sit down.

Mrs. Yun turned around anxiously, and said, "Xiaoyun, you'd better go! Go back to Mount Kara, not for yourself, but also for the child in your stomach... He and his father don't even know you... you You shouldn't hide it from the young master."

After knowing she was pregnant, Song Liyun didn't mention herself in the letter to Zhao Tingduo.

Sending troops outside, speaking out has no effect except to make people worried and confused.

Song Liyun also wanted Zhao Tingduo to come back and witness all this with his own eyes.

She waved her hand: "Aunt Yun, it's too late to leave now, I'm afraid I'll be stopped halfway as soon as I leave the city."

Yuquan also said: "Madam said that the tribe will come to Mida City after the tribe is dealt with. Now that I think about it, we are already on the way. If we go back, maybe we will meet halfway!"

The last time Elder Shan sent her to take care of Young Madam, Madam was already arranging for a ceasefire in the steelmaking blast furnace, and she would come to see Young Madam whenever she was free.

How could Song Liyun put hope in meeting her by chance on the road.

She calmed down, and comforted the two panicked women: "Don't worry, the walls of Mida City are made of cement, and the walls are so high and strong that not only bows and arrows can't shoot through them, but even people can't climb them!
We just need to close the city gate, eat and drink for a month, and your city lord will come back with troops! "

it seems to be like this!
Yuquan and Lady Yun also looked relaxed, and looked at each other: "Really? Didn't Young Madam lie to us?"

"If you don't believe my words, you must believe in the city wall!" Song Liyun laughed.

After cement came into existence, the outside of the adobe city wall was recoated with cement, which was used for the first time, although it is incomparable with the craftsmen of later generations.

But the wall as hard as iron and as smooth as a mirror still amazes everyone who sees it.

Without waiting for the two of them to think about it, Song Liyun continued to make arrangements: "From now on, Aunt Yun will take care of the little maids in the mansion, as well as those maids and maids, and arrange the three meals a day and the clothes for Wan Niangzi and I. .”

Mrs. Yun was usually responsible for these things. Song Liyun said it again at this time, and the somewhat dizzy Mrs. Yun slowly woke up: "Okay, I'll go to the kitchen to see if the baby's milk is hot? I'll make you a bowl of ginger." sugar."

"Okay, you go! If those women and maids ask, you just say what you just said!"

Song Liyun didn't intend to hide it, she didn't want to fight outside, and the people in her house panicked first.

(End of this chapter)