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Chapter 141: Exasperated

Huang Ziyu fell down on the chair, hesitant and helpless.

The grain depot was saved.

The fire in the big stable was also put out.

But there are more than a thousand horses galloping all over the city.

Forget it.

The worst news is.

Ma Dayou actually rebelled?

And killed more than a hundred rural soldiers guarding him?

This young master has just given them weapons and horses!

"Report!"

"The east gate was lost and a large number of horse thieves entered the city."

"More than two hundred cavalrymen were really killing people along the street. We...we couldn't stop..."

"Report!"

"The horse thief brigade joined Ma Dayou, more than a thousand people."

"The iron smelting workshop, the weapons workshop...were lost!"



After all, Huang Ziyu is too young.

The sudden change completely stunned him.

"how so?"

"I treat people with sincerity, who knows..."

Dong Qiming was anxious to get angry, and he was spinning around like an ant on a hot pot.

Young Master.

The thieves and bandits have all entered our house.

What are you still wondering about?

Compared to your father, your Qi-nurturing skills are far behind!

Have we made a mistake?

Dong Qiming now has no time to regret it.

Let’s get back one round first and then talk about it.

"Young Master, hurry up and respond!"

"If you hesitate any longer...it's too late!"

Huang Ziyu was suddenly shocked.

When thieves enter the city, you must cooperate inside and outside. This may affect your wealth and life.

What's the point of complaining again?

"Send an order for all rural soldiers to abandon the streets and the east city."

"Defend the grain depot with all your strength."

"And the Huang Family Courtyard."

Dong Qiyu was completely disappointed with Huang Ziyu's hasty response.

It's just nonsense.

The young master doesn’t know anything about soldiers!

Huang Bingren sent him back to form an army.

It's just a flurry of tricks.

"etc!"

Dong Qiyu had to step forward.

"Young Master, there are only 1,500 rural soldiers. How many are alive now?"

"You divide the territory into two places like this."

"Wouldn't it be better to give the horse thieves every opportunity to defeat them?"

"Come together and defend the Huang Family Courtyard."

Huang Ziyu was shocked.

"Old Dong, are you kidding me?"

"We have seven large granaries, with a reserve of no less than 300,000 dans of grain."

"That is the basis for building an army!"

"Once it is robbed by horse thieves, or burned on fire."

"Where can we buy it?"

His heart is bleeding.

Winter is coming.

Food prices will only keep rising.

That's thirty, or even four to five hundred thousand dollars in vain.

Is it easy for our Huang family to accumulate so much food?

Dong Qiyu tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart.

It’s already this time, and you’re still reluctant to part with three melons and two dates?

Who is more important, people or money?

"Young Master, we can't defend two places."

"You also said that the grain and grass are as high as 300,000 dan."

"Now that the fire has been put out, are the thieves still willing to burn it?"

"They won't be able to get away for a while, right? Isn't it just a drag?"

"Tonight, there is such a big movement in our Huangjiabao."

"In the neighboring Ma's County, the troops of Wei's County dare to watch helplessly?"

"I'm afraid, rescue will come at dawn!"

Huang Ziyu understood.

Right now, the most important thing is to persevere.

Horse thieves are poor.

Don't they still want to move that food and grass back to the mountains?

How much can a horse-drawn carriage or an ox-cart pull?

Thirty loads is enough to support the sky, right?

How many people are they?

Less than two thousand, right?

And Dongcheng’s weapons and armor, are they willing to throw them away for nothing?

These things will become a drag on the horse thieves' retreat.

There are still dozens or hundreds of miles to go back to Beimang Mountain.

I have plenty of time, so I can gather my troops to take back our things.

"Okay, old Dong, I'll do as you say."

"Send the order, all the country soldiers should withdraw to the compound."

"Be on guard!"

"I just want to see it."

"Who can outlast whom?"

Lu Shiyou and others in Dongcheng have already fallen into a carnival.

Not only did they catch nearly three thousand coolies who had been working overnight, they also caught them all.

A mountain of weapons and leather armor were also seized.

There is even a lot of food.

With so many hired workers, they have to open a fire to eat every day, right?

"Everyone, change your equipment immediately!"

Ma Dayou kicked open a heavy door.

When the dust dispersed, everyone lit torches to shine.

Damn, it’s so scary.

The dark armor reflected the cold light and filled half the room.

"It's iron armor!"

"Quick, quick, let everyone take off their leather armor."

"Who wants junk when there's something better?"

Lu Shiyou smiled from ear to ear.

His usual coldness and indifference were all forgotten.

"Change!"

"Change now!"

"Lao Ma, arrange for someone to cook."

"I'll take a few hundred riders and replace Lao Yang first."

"I have to go and charge for a while and eliminate Huang Ziyu's men as much as possible."

Ma Dayou has no opinion.

The Huang Family Courtyard must also have a stock of weapons and armor.

Now if Huang Ziyu shrinks.

Those strong men can be armed.

The number of men under his command was more than 1,500.

At this moment, the Huang family is probably gathering people everywhere.

Wouldn't this be a good opportunity for us to kill a lot?

I heard that the silver winter melons buried in the Huang family's courtyard blocked the cellar door.

Must get them all.

"Brother Lu, we must lay down the Huang family compound before dawn."

"Then take the young men and women in the fort as hostages and drive them to defend the city."

A cold light flashed in King Lu Yan's eyes.

"Lao Ma, you are right!"

"There are quite a lot of Banjunxiangyong from Weishi County and Mashi County."

"We won't fight a battle relying on Jiancheng in Huangjiapu."

"No matter how much money and food you grab, you can't take it away!"

Passing by Luoyang Mountain, bandits were making trouble.

Which county now is not rushing to withhold taxes and train Banjunxiangyong?

Ma's County and Wei's County are indeed far behind the prosperity of Anding County.

No matter how poor you are, you still have to protect your hometown and your property, right?

It is not impossible that tens of thousands of people are training in the two counties.

Huangjiapu was attacked.

They had to save him.

This is the hometown of Huang Bingren, the chief civil servant in Chanzhou.

We really want to lose Huangjiapu.

Most of the county magistrates in the two places will not be able to keep their hats.

Even if they no longer defend the county seat, Huangjiabao cannot afford to lose anything.

Shen Lin's reconnaissance cavalry had already scared away several waves of people with random arrows.

They are all nearby people.

It would be strange for those families who have young men working in Huangjiapu not to worry about him.

Shen Lin also had a headache.

It's easy to scare people away.

But there is nothing I can do to stop others from moving reinforcements!

Time is very tight.

It’s really not easy to be an oriole.

Horse thieves, you have to give me some strength.

If you don't kill me till rivers of blood flow, it will be inconvenient for me to do it!

"Sir, how about we just set fire to it?"

Chen Feng suggested.

"With two hundred phosphorus fire bombs, Huangjiabao is almost completely burned."

The red lady shook her head and said.

"Brother Feng, it's too early. Your method won't work for the time being."

"In a fire, most of the people who suffer will be ordinary people, right?"

"If the two sides retain a lot of combat power, we may not be able to stop it."

"Immortal Huang Ziyu, Dong Qiming, my aunt is so angry that she can't stand it!"

Other officers and soldiers also shook their heads.

It's not that they pity the people of Huangjiapu.

Poor people must be hateful.


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