Stunning weapon

It rained heavily for seven days in a row. The rain broke down the barriers that Citigroup had set up in the river and rushed down. However, even so, it was already too late. The embankments on both sides of the Chu River had many breaches, and the entire plain in front of Luo City The area has become a swamp country.

On the surface of the water, wooden ladles and pot lids would float from time to time, and there were even many soaked and whitish corpses.The miserable appearance is very frightening.

Fortunately, Hua Qichong had been prepared and pitched the camp at a high place, and escaped the catastrophe. Even so, it cost him a lot of luggage.Right now, it is raining heavily and the roads are difficult. It is very difficult to transport food and grass.Fortunately, the surplus food in the camp is still enough for half a month, and Citi is not in a hurry to be overwhelmed.

Mo Xiaochuan took Lin Feng and stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the miserable situation below, with a solemn expression, he slowly closed his eyes, and opened the umbrella that Lin Feng held on top of his head, letting the heavy rain fall On the body face, silent.

Seeing that Mo Xiaochuan was like this, Lin Feng didn't want to say much, he could only stand quietly aside, and threw away the umbrella, letting the rain wash away.

After a long time, Mo Xiaochuan opened his eyes, sighed softly, and asked, "What do you think?"

"What?" Lin Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood. Looking at the Yan Army barracks below which had been completely submerged by the flood, Lin Feng shook his head slightly, and said, "This is the number of days, and the Yan Army will be wiped out."

Mo Xiaochuan opened his eyes, with a wry smile on his face, but he didn't pay much attention to the army camp soaked in the water. Instead, he looked in the direction of Luocheng, pointed, and said, "People in Luocheng, It’s not what it used to be.”

Lin Feng's eyesight is not as good as Mo Xiaochuan's, but he can still see the general outline in front of him. In Luocheng, soldiers are constantly demolishing houses and moving logs and stones to the top of the city. Many people are running in the streets, and there are even soldiers. He was whipping with a horsewhip, looking very miserable.Indeed, Los Angeles is no longer as quiet and prosperous as it was when they came out, and the lives of the people are already in dire straits. [

This heavy rain caused the people of Luo City to suffer even more. Not to mention the damage to the people's fields, the remaining food at home may also be washed away by the rain.Lin Feng saw it in his eyes, and opened his mouth and said: "The people of Yan are just suicidal. Is the prince feeling sorry for these people?"

Mo Xiaochuan shook his head lightly: "The people are innocent. I can't say that I feel distressed, but the crime of letting the people live like this is all at the court. This is the case in Yan, why is it not in Xiliang? Years of wars have increased taxes by at least [-]%. This is not counting the conscripted laborers who are brave with young and strong soldiers. Thinking about it, the Southern Tang Dynasty is not much better. The Chu State is weak, but it pays more attention to people's livelihood. These emperors only want to expand their territory and leave a legacy for thousands of years. The name of the hero has never been thought of from the perspective of the people, what the people want, in fact, is just food and clothing."

Lin Feng heard these words, his face turned pale, Mo Xiaochuan said so bluntly, it was tantamount to scolding Mo Zhiyuan publicly.Even though he was Mo Xiaochuan's confidant, after hearing what he said, he was choked for a while and didn't know how to talk to him.

Could it be that?The prince already has in his heart...

Lin Feng didn't dare to think about it, so he quietly looked at Mo Xiaochuan's face, and saw that Mo Xiaochuan's face was very calm, he couldn't see anything, and he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious again.

Just as Lin Feng was thinking about it, he heard Mo Xiaochuan say again: "I felt oppressed in my chest today, and I made some complaints, but it was too much. Let's go, Citi Chong should still have a good life for a while , let him rest for a while longer." After that, Mo Xiaochuan put his hands behind his back, jumped lightly on his feet, and went straight to the bottom of the mountain.

Lin Feng hurriedly followed.

On the afternoon of the eighth day, the sky finally cleared up, and the scorching sun shone down, dispelling the chill brought about by the continuous rain.

Hua Qichong felt that he was about to get moldy from staying in the tent, so he couldn't help but walked out of the big tent, looking up towards the sun above him.At this moment, just after noon, the sun was in full bloom, and it shone warmly on his body, making Hua Qi Chong face a smile.

"Come on!" Hua Qichong yelled softly, and suddenly a soldier stepped forward.After ordering the soldiers to worry about the generals entering the tent to discuss matters, Hua Qichong stood in the sun and enjoyed it for a while before returning to the tent.

The sky has cleared up, and the stagnant water has begun to recede. However, all the surrounding farmland and grassland have been washed away by the rain, and mud is everywhere. In less than two days, I am afraid that this battle will not be easy to fight.After carefully analyzing the current situation with the generals, Citigroup made a series of strategic deployments.

In high spirits, he boldly divided his troops and used them.Retreat all the way to ambush on the final road from Yunshan Pass to Luocheng, waiting for Han Cheng to return to the army; detour all the way to the place where the northern Xinjiang camp is located, and wait for the troops of the northern Xinjiang camp to come to support Luocheng. North Xinjiang camp; the other line guards between the North Xinjiang camp and Luocheng, laying down ambushes.

The remaining two armies were used to attack Los Angeles and support them respectively.

After setting up the five-way army, Citi sat proudly in the tent of the Chinese army, waiting for the road to recover.

After the heavy rain, for two days in a row, the sky was clear and the sun was shining. The road quickly resumed traffic, and the five armies were dispatched separately.On the top of the city of Los Angeles, trebuchets were constantly bombarding, kerosene arrows, and stones as big as millstones all greeted them. [

A recruit at the head of Luocheng was so frightened that he stood there dumbfounded, urine dripping down his trouser legs.A veteran at the side looked at the recruit with mocking eyes, and cursed, "Your mother, you're still peeing, this little movement..."

Before he could finish speaking, a huge millstone directly blasted over his head, slashing obliquely, smashing him into meatloaf.

The recruit's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was wide open, watching the colorful intestines splashing all over the place, he bent down and vomited it out.This scene was not an exception. These recruits were all young men caught at zero hour.The siege of the city for many days caused great losses to the defenders of Luocheng. In desperation, the defenders had no choice but to replenish troops nearby. Most of the young and strong men in the city were arrested.

The Los Angeles at this time is completely different from the Los Angeles that Mo Xiaochuan remembered at the beginning.The bustling restaurant Buzhuang in the city has no customers, and many people can't open the pot. In the whole city, there are begging and emaciated people everywhere, with a faint breath of death.There is now a plaque hanging on the original Meifu, with the word "Taifu" written on it.

The master of this mansion is a surname Tai.

In modern times, although there are not many Tai surnames, it is not uncommon.But this time, it is extremely rare.However, in front of the gate of the Taifu, quite a few people gathered, all holding rice bowls, waiting for the porridge to be given out.

The servant in front of the door scolded those who stood in line out of order, and the copper spoon in his hand hit the pot, making a bang.

In the mansion, a boy of a few years old was born fair and pleasant, with a smile on his chubby face, opened his little hands, and ran happily, shouting words such as "mother hug" in his mouth.

In front of the boy, there is a young woman with a smile on her face, and her beautiful face gives people a sense of calm, but the two dimples add a bit of cuteness.

While running, the boy accidentally fell to the ground and burst into tears. The woman hurried over, picked up the boy, patted the dust off his clothes, and asked with concern, "Zheng'er, are you alright?"

The boy cried for a while, wiped away his tears with his little hands, pursed his mouth, still crying, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing, mother said that a man shouldn't be afraid of pain..."

I don't know if this little guy knows what a man is, but he speaks very fluently.

The "woman" saw it in her eyes and couldn't help laughing again.

At this time, a servant girl came over in a hurry and said, "Madam, it's too bad, the defenders are here to collect food again."

The woman frowned slightly, and said, "Have you come here twice today?"

"Yes!" The servant girl replied.

"Give some money to the leader, and just send it away." The woman shook her head lightly.

"Yes!"

"Wait..." Seeing that the servant girl was about to leave, the "woman" said again: "By the way, I'd like to inquire about the news outside the city, whether the prince has woken up."

"Yeah!" The servant girl nodded, but there was a bit of sadness on her face.

After watching the servant girl leave, the "woman" called for a few more minutes and gave orders to leave Luocheng at any time.This "woman" is exactly Yingying, and the prince she talks about is naturally Mo Xiaochuan.Since leaving Shangjing, she has always settled here. The last time Mo Xiaochuan came back from Xiandao Mountain, she passed by this place, but the two missed each other and did not meet each other. Until now, Mo Xiaochuan still did not expect that , Yingying would actually live in the place where he used to live.

On the top of the city, the offensive and defensive battle is still going on fiercely. Citi's rush this time can be regarded as a bloody investment. More than 1 elites have been lost, but he still does not intend to stop.The food and grass are also in urgent need. There have been several waves of officials sent to transport the food, but until now, the food and grass have not been delivered, which makes him a headache.

Just when Citi was worried, a soldier rushed in to report that the grain and grass had finally arrived.

Hua Qichong hurriedly got up and brought the food security officer in.After a brief questioning, the food and grass brought in this time was still only half a month's worth.This made Hua Qichong very surprised. This time, he asked to deliver the three-month army rations. He had already prepared for a long-term battle. How did he bring the half-month rations?

After careful questioning, he found out that this time, Pang Yong actually detained three batches of food transport teams in a row, and only half a month's worth of military rations came over for April's rations.This time, Citi was completely angry, slammed his palm on the table, stared and cursed: "How dare Pang Yong's skin be like this."

The general hurriedly said from the side: "Master Commander, please calm down. Pang Yong is like this. It is not because he is narrow-minded. He is afraid that Mr. Commander will win the first prize, so he uses these small tricks. Now Luocheng is about to be captured. That's enough, as long as we can capture Luocheng, will we still be afraid of food shortages? Besides, the camp in the northern border may not be able to sit still."

After the general's words fell, Hua Qichong's face was cloudy and uncertain. After a while, he nodded with a serious face and said, "Right now, this is the only way to go. Pang Yongpifu, after the commander returns , and then argue with him..."

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