"General Yuan, why did you summon us in such a hurry?" Gongsun Zan strode into the camp and said with a golden sword.
"Mr. Zhao, something bad has happened. The grain and grass have been burned, and Chun Yuqiong is missing!" Yuan Chonghuan said with an ugly expression.
Nothing can be investigated. When the stipulated date arrives, Chunyu Qiong and the food and grass he escorted have not arrived yet. Naturally, Yuan Chonghuan will not wait passively, but will take the initiative to send scouts to understand the situation as soon as possible.
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However, the news returned by these scouts made Yuan Chonghuan feel dizzy and almost unable to stand.
Although Chun Yuqiong led the soldiers up the mountain, the traces of the burning of the grain and grass were still there. Therefore, based on the investigation of these scouts, Yuan Chonghuan naturally knew that the grain and grass could no longer be escorted.
After learning about this situation, he gave some instructions to a few people around him, and then Yuan Chonghuan immediately sent someone to invite Gongsun Zan and the generals over. It was absolutely impossible to hide such a big matter.
Gongsun Zan's, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.
Things have developed to the current situation, but Chun Yuqiong has disappeared, and no one can take care of him for the time being. After this crisis is over, there will naturally be plenty of time to consider his affairs.
"What, how is this possible?" All the generals stood up in shock. If Xue Rengui sent troops and horses to rob food, they would not be able to detect it at all.
Moreover, "before the troops and horses move, food and grass go first." In a war, the supply of food and grass can be said to be the first priority. No matter how strong the team is, when the food and grass are broken, the entire team will collapse directly.
"General Yuan, how much food and grass are left in our army?" Gongsun Zan asked with a dark face when he suddenly heard such bad news.
After all, they had been in the army for a long time. Gongsun Zan got the idea right with one sentence. Only by finding out how much food and grass they had left could they determine what to do next.
"Mr. Zhao, we still have enough food and grass left to last for ten days. Even if we reduce the cost of the soldiers, we can only last for five days at most! Although I have already sent people to notify the preparation of the next batch of food and grass, but
It will take at least a month for the next batch of grain and grass to arrive!" Yuan Chonghuan directly stated the situation that he had already understood.
Hearing this, Gongsun Zan's face turned even darker. There were only ten days' supply left, which was in trouble. As for Yuan Chonghuan's suggestion of reducing the dosage, Gongsun Zan didn't take it seriously at all, and I believe Yuan Chonghuan himself didn't take it seriously either.
There is still a war going on, but the soldiers' food supply is reduced so that the soldiers cannot have enough to eat. This can easily lead to mutiny.
For example, when you are not working, you may gain weight by drinking some gruel for three meals a day, and you may only need two or two meters a day. But if you move bricks for 12 hours a day, you will find that
I get hungry very quickly, and I'm so hungry before it's time to eat. Even three steamed buns in one meal may not be enough.
The same principle applies to marching and fighting. You have to fight constantly every day and carry various siege materials, which requires a lot of physical strength. If you eat little, you won't even have the strength to hold a knife, let alone kill the enemy.
Moreover, without a full stomach, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers will inevitably decrease. At that time, the casualties during the battle will definitely increase significantly. Under such circumstances, how can the soldiers be willing to do so, and how can there be no resentment in their hearts!
"Damn it!" In anger, Gongsun Zan couldn't help but punch the table in front of him heavily.
With insufficient food and grass, they will inevitably retreat. But after fighting for so long, they have not achieved any results. If they retreat now, wouldn't their previous sacrifices be in vain? This will make the Bingzhou treaty
How could Gongsun Zan be willing to accept what he had in his pocket?
"Mr. Zhao, I think Mr. Zhao also knows very well that if our army continues to fight in this battle, it will only suffer heavy losses. Tomorrow, our army will retreat!" Yuan Chonghuan bowed his hands and said somewhat helplessly.
Just kidding, Yuan Chonghuan is also a famous general of the generation, so he naturally knows that this situation has reached the point where he has to leave. If they wait for a while and the food and grass are almost consumed, it may be difficult for them to leave even if they want to.
"Humph!" Gongsun Zan also knew very well that he had to leave now, but he lost troops and lost generals without achieving anything, but it made him feel a wave of unhappiness in his heart. He immediately snorted and walked out of the camp.
At the same time, when his back was turned to Gongsun Zan and he was about to walk out of the camp, a faint murderous look flashed through Gongsun Zan's eyes.
If this battle fails to gain anything from merging the states, then Gongsun Zan is already considering whether to attack Yuan Chonghuan!
After all, whether it is for Yuan Shao or Gongsun Zan, just one Jizhou is too small. It can only accommodate one of them, and the other one is the target that the other party must eliminate. There is no room for two tigers in one mountain.
Unless there is one male and one female!
Therefore, in the near future, the two families will inevitably continue to fight for the entire dominance of Jizhou. At this moment, if they can take the lead in cutting off Yuan Shao's arm, it will definitely be beneficial to their subsequent situation.
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"Hold on, Mr. Zhao, I still have something to discuss." Seeing Gongsun Zan's appearance, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but feel a burst of disdain in his heart, but on the surface, he calmly called Gongsun Zan down.
"What else does General Yuan have to do?" Gongsun Zan asked with a dark face.
"I have something to discuss with Mr. Zhao in detail. I wonder if you generals can make it easier for me!" Yuan Chonghuan did not directly answer Gongsun Zan's question, but turned to the other generals in the tent and said.
"General, we retreat!" The generals in Yuan Shao's force retreated first, while the generals in Gongsun Zan's force looked at Gongsun Zan, waiting for instructions from their boss.
Although he didn't know what Yuan Chonghuan was selling, Gongsun Zan still calmly made a gesture to his subordinates, asking them to listen to Yuan Chonghuan's words and go out for the time being.
"General Yuan, what's going on? You can tell me now!" When the last general in the tent walked out, Gongsun Zan couldn't help but ask.
"Mr. Zhao..." It seemed that he really wanted to tease something secret. Even though there was no one in the tent, Yuan Chonghuan still did not speak loudly. Instead, he approached Gongsun Zan and whispered.
And as Yuan Chonghuan's words came in, Gongsun Zan's face, which was originally dark, began to look better again.