Yaocheng.

He Fan's whole body was numb.

The existence of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique put him into a completely passive situation.

Because this means that each of the remaining four cities on the second line of defense may suddenly face a surprise attack by 1.2 million elites, and then they will be bombed indiscriminately regardless of the cost.

All he can do is sit in Yaocheng and provide support to the city under attack at any time.

It is true that the other cities have gained experience and cannot be destroyed as quickly as Zhu City.

It is very possible to hold on until reinforcements arrive.

But the hard power of the desert country's army is really too much to bear.

Especially the siege iron piles, tens of thousands of jun, and they also come with shields.

Which city's gate can withstand a few hits from it?

There is only one way to face it, and that is to send troops out of the city to intercept it, but this will inevitably lead to a head-on confrontation with the deserted country's army.

He Fan knew that the strength of the Huang army was different from that of the past, and the Wei army, which had been reduced by 400,000 elites, would definitely be at a disadvantage.

But it must be done now.

Always ready to rush to help, always ready to fight.

This is all his plan.

He didn't know how long he could keep it, he could only say... one day would be enough.

On the city wall, He Fan looked west, his scalp numb.

There was a time when the Wei State was still a great power in the Central Plains.

now……

"well……"

He let out a long sigh.

At this moment, the Yaocheng city guard ran over.

"General! Someone wants to see you!"

"Who? That editor again?"

He Fan frowned slightly.

To be honest, this editor has performed well recently. Every military newspaper has painted the image of the deserted country very vividly.

only……

He Fan always felt like he was showing off and showing off his teeth and claws.

You can just do it yourself. Do you still want to take credit?

The city guard shook his head: "No! There is someone else who wants to see you!"

"who?"

He Fan raised his eyebrows.

The city guard looked around and felt a little embarrassed: "No one is allowed to speak!"

He Fan's face darkened: "I have the final say in Yaocheng now. Am I not allowed to know who wants to see me?"

The city guard was a little helpless: "But now that this person is here, it's not the general who has the final say."

He Fan: "..."

He was a little angry at first, but it quickly dissipated.

He frowned and thought for a moment, then waved his hand: "Lead the way!"

"General please!"

The city guard nodded and stepped forward to lead the way. After a while, the two of them arrived at the city guard's mansion.

As soon as he entered the gate, the city guard stopped and made a gesture of invitation: "I won't go in, General please!"

"Um!"

He Fan responded dully and strode in.

Everyone in the city guard's mansion was dismissed, and it was surprisingly quiet along the way. He Fan went straight to the main hall.

In the main hall, a middle-aged man wearing coarse linen clothes stood with his hands behind his back towards the main door.

Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged man did not look back.

However, He Fan had already guessed his identity, and immediately knelt down on one knee and performed a military salute: "I am not in a good position to defend the city, please forgive me!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man finally turned his head.

It was none other than Wei Emperor Cao Meng.

However, there was no trace of blame on Cao Meng's face. Instead, he helped He Fan up with a smile on his face: "My dear, there is no need to be polite. Please sit down!"

Seeing Cao Meng like this, He Fan was a little flattered.

Sitting on the chair, he was at a loss for a moment: "Your Majesty, minister..."

Cao Meng waved his hand: "Needless to say, the wilderness country is now so powerful that it cannot be easily resisted!"

"well……"

He Fan sighed, not really knowing what to say.

He raised his head and glanced at Cao Meng, only to find that he looked calm and still had the usual strategizing feeling.

His heart skipped a beat. Does your Majesty have any countermeasures?

Haven't had time to ask yet.

Cao Meng then asked: "In your opinion, how long can Yaocheng be defended?"

He Fan gritted his teeth: "I must defend the city with all my strength. If the city is still alive and the people are there, if the city is destroyed, people will die!"

Cao Meng smiled and waved his hand: "I have always understood your love for your country and your willingness to die for the country, but what I ask is, how long can Yaocheng be defended!"

He Fan hesitated a little and thought about it for a long time before he said solemnly: "If we use all the strength of the army, we can defend it for at least two months."

"Two months..."

Cao Meng was thoughtful. He had heard everything about the front line. As soon as the weapons of the desert country were activated, the battlefield would instantly turn into a meat grinder.

Especially that heavy siege stake. If you want to stop it, you must trade your life for your life.

If this change continues, the losses of the Huang army will be minimized.

But he didn't expect that he still underestimated the cruelty of the battlefield.

Just exchanging lives for lives like this, it can only last for two months.

Cao Meng's expression was not particularly solemn, and he asked another question: "Then how long do you think Jian'an can defend Jian'an after Yao City is destroyed?"

He Fan was startled and said quickly: "Your Majesty! Jian'an is the most powerful city in the Wei Dynasty, and it is impossible for the desert country to break it! What's more, even if Yao City is broken, I am sure to kill nearly half of their elites. They will use

Why attack Jian'an?"

Cao Meng smiled: "I also think they can't be defeated!"

Seeing Cao Meng's confident look, He Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

He asked tentatively: "Does your Majesty have a backup plan?"

Cao Meng smiled and said: "Of course!"

Hearing this, He Fan finally put his heart in his stomach.

Cao Meng looked solemn: "He Fan listens to the order!"

He Fan quickly stood up and saluted: "I obey your order!"

Cao Meng's voice was solemn: "Now the battlefield situation is severe, and the enemy is strong and we are weak, so we must not act on impulse. When we find that Yao City cannot be defended, we should shrink all our troops and return to defend Yao City, pour molten water on the city, seal the gates with steel, and retain our combat strength!"

"

He Fan couldn't help being surprised: "Your Majesty! If this is the case, the Huang army can bypass Yao City and attack Jian'an directly!"

Cao Meng smiled and said: "At that time, the construction of Yao City will be in harmony with each other, and with the momentum of being flanked by two sides, wouldn't it be beautiful to surround and annihilate the army of the Desolate Country?"

this……

He Fan hesitated.

Two buns sandwiched with cheese?

If the Huang army were not so strong, they could of course be flanked by two sides, but now that the Huang army is obviously stronger, why should they be flanked by two sides?

He asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, what are the trump cards in Jian'an City now? Can you tell me everything?"

Cao Meng asked: "Ai Qing, do you not believe me?"

He Fan quickly bowed: "I don't dare!"

Cao Meng laughed loudly and patted his shoulder: "My dear, don't be impatient. You will know what your trump card is when the time comes. As the monarch of the Wei Dynasty, how can I neglect the common people, civil and military officials of the Wei Dynasty?"

And disadvantage?"

Hearing what he said, He Fan finally felt relieved.
To be continued...