Xu Yang and the "young coach" faced each other face to face, neither of them said a word, only using their eyes to exchange views.
It can be seen that the "young coach" was obviously behind, but he still persisted. Even though his body was unstable, he still supported the table with his hands and gritted his teeth.
There were hundreds of people in the camp, and at this moment, they didn't even dare to breathe normally.
quiet
So quiet that you can hear your breathing, so quiet that you can feel each other's heartbeats!
The atmosphere was extremely oppressive and unbearable; but among the hundreds of people sitting there, no one dared to break the atmosphere.
For them, one of the two parties in the conflict is the commander-in-chief of Fan Chuan Army; and the other is the "devil" who can end their lives at will.
Whoever takes the lead will most likely draw anger to himself and "die badly"!
"Xu Ram, are you asking if you want to die!?"
The "young coach" couldn't help it anymore and spoke first. In the fierce duel with Xu Mang, he... was unable to support himself and could only hope to add a bit of dignity by shouting loudly.
"I don't want to die, so...I don't want to sit still and wait for death." Xu Yang's tone was calm, but the ice in his eyes was a bit colder, making the "young coach" couldn't help but shudder.
"If you don't...want...to die, then...just...listen to...this handsome...word."
The "young coach" gritted his teeth and spoke every word. He didn't know whether it was because of anger or fear; perhaps, both.
"If I listen to you, I will definitely die."
"Xu Ram, who do you think you are! What the hell are you!"
The sound of "papa" started one after another. Even though the "young coach" was unsteady, he still slapped the table and shouted angrily.
"I am me, of course you know who I am." Xu Yang's voice was still calm, his expression was cold, and there was no hint of happiness or anger.
"You are an unscrupulous person, you are a traitor and a traitor!"
The tone of the "young coach" was even more intense, his facial features were distorted and ferocious. He roared in a voice that was almost hoarse, and said in a glance: "Come here, come here, arrest Xu Yang, arrest him!
"
Brush! Brush! Brush!
After all, he was the commander of an army, so how many confidants did he have? Twenty or thirty people rushed in from outside the camp, and they all stood still with their swords drawn, looking menacing.
"Hahaha"
Seeing these people coming in, Xu Yang smiled unconsciously, and the disdain in his eyes was clearly visible.
"What are you all doing standing around? Take action and arrest him."
"Young Coach" roared, his eyes as red as blood.
"yes!"
These people responded in unison, and then stepped forward together; two of them were only a few steps away from Xu Yang, and they saw that their shining swords were about to hit Xu Yang.
But at this moment...
"roll!"
Xu Yang shouted loudly, and then violent air waves erupted all over his body.
boom!
There was just one sound, and the entire camp trembled. Most of the soldiers who had been trying to step forward were shaken to and fro; as for the hundreds of people sitting in the row, not one of them could sit comfortably on the chair collapse.
Tables and chairs were broken and in a mess.
The "young coach" sat on the ground blankly, with unconcealable fear in his eyes.
At this moment, he felt the threat of death, and his liver and gallbladder were split.
"You may not accept your orders."
Xu Yang said these words coldly, then turned and left.
It was long after he left that the "young coach" got up from the ground. Although he was still in shock, the hatred and anger in his eyes were extremely obvious...
Xu Ram didn't leave the company camp until the evening, and he wandered around this "place of right and wrong" for a whole day as if nothing had happened!
The harvest of this day was huge. By the time the sun went down, tens of thousands of people were already following him densely!
This is Xu Mang's personality charm. He always has a way of convincing people and making them follow him sincerely, even giving up life and death.
Standing on the high wall, Xu Sheng couldn't help but feel sad.
It was impossible for him not to worry, and it was impossible not to be annoyed.
To be inexplicably in charge of a city and to control the life and death of tens of thousands of people was something he had never thought of before; the burden suddenly came, and he was completely unprepared and had no experience at all.
He is afraid, afraid that he has not done well, afraid that he has let down many lives in vain!
In the distance, among the mountains, there are more and more black spots, densely packed.
This means that more enemies are gathering here, and the pressure Zhiyang faces is even greater!
"Captain Li, tell me, how many people are there?" Xu Sheng rubbed his forehead, pointed to the distant mountains, and asked the people beside him.
"This..." Lieutenant Li, who had a dark complexion, was speechless for a moment. He hesitated for a while and then said hesitantly: "At least... seventy thousand people."
"Seventy thousand!"
Xu Sheng murmured, feeling a little heavier again.
There are 70,000 people, not to mention the soldiers in the city, even if you include the common people, there are not that many.
There were originally 12,000 troops stationed in Zhiyang City, but his brother took away more than 3,000 people, leaving 8,000 people left in the city. Later, General Zhang Pi broke through and lost another thousand lives.
Now there are only 7,000 soldiers in Zhiyang City!
Using seven thousand exhausted troops against ten times the elite troops is like throwing an egg against a stone.
Moreover, looking at the battle formation, even if there are 70,000 enemies, they do not attack. It is obvious that reinforcements have not yet arrived. In other words, the enemies Zhiyang has to face are far more than 70,000, and are very likely to be hundreds of thousands, or even...
.Hundreds of thousands of people!
"call--"
Xu Sheng let out a long breath, tried hard to suppress his uneasiness, and asked again: "Liu Lieutenant, how many days will the food in our city be enough to last?"
Food has always been Xu Sheng's biggest concern.
Although the city of Zhiyang is not big, it is Lingzhou's "form victory" after all. It has hundreds of years of history and the city is solid. If it insists on shrinking, it will survive for a whole season, not to mention a year and a half.
However, the food in the city is obviously not enough for March.
There has always been a shortage of food in Zhiyang. If there is any shortage on weekdays, it will be purchased from other places; now, with the army pressing down on the city and blockading the city, there is no hope of food and grass.
In order to solve the problem of food shortage, his brother once ordered people to open up fields outside the city. At the moment, the buckwheat is green and almost ripe; but who dares to go out of the city to harvest?
If there is a shortage of food and the city cannot even have enough food to eat, how can we resist?
"According to preliminary estimates..." Lieutenant Li hesitated and said bravely: "That food should last for twenty days."
"Only twenty days!"
This result was more severe than Xu Sheng imagined. He frowned and thought for a long time before saying in a deep tone: "Find a way to have enough food for a month."
"This..." Lieutenant Li was in a dilemma, but when he saw Xu Sheng's serious and firm gaze, he nodded, biting his lips and said, "I will send people to collect the food from each household.
Distributed according to quantity every day.”
"Okay, go ahead." Xu Sheng nodded, his expression and tone were equally heavy. He understood that the so-called collection might as well be called an open robbery. Although it was ruthless, it was a necessary method at this time.
"promise"
Lieutenant Li agreed and turned around to leave.
"etc"
Xu Sheng seemed to have remembered something and suddenly called Captain Li.
"What are the instructions from the Immortal?"
"Well..." Xu Sheng took a deep breath and said softly: "Starting from tomorrow, I will skip the eight dishes in my meal and only provide porridge and steamed buns."
"No!" Lieutenant Li suddenly changed his expression after hearing this, and said sternly: "How can a commander in chief eat porridge and steamed buns? You are the backbone of our Zhiyang City. If something happens to you due to hunger, then I...
All deaths are inevitable."
"Nothing." Xu Sheng shook his head and said in an unquestionable tone: "I'm not that fragile, and porridge and steamed buns are not poison. There are many people in the land of Kanto who can't even eat porridge and steamed buns."
"Can..."
Lieutenant Li still wanted to dissuade him, but was interrupted by a look from Xu Sheng. He could only smile helplessly and respectfully replied "Promise".
"Porridge, steamed buns."
Looking at Captain Li's retreating back, Xu Sheng was filled with emotion. He couldn't help but think of the time when he was still in Linxi Village more than two years ago - at that time, even porridge and steamed buns were not available every day.
.
“Everything in the world is unpredictable!”
Xu Sheng lamented that more than two years ago, he never expected that today would happen.
Time changes, fate turns, and the great wheel of time embraces him and brings him into the torrent, but he cannot help but do not want to.
"Brother, will you come? How long do I have to wait?"
Xu Sheng looked into the distance, with various emotions in his heart. On the one hand, he hoped that his brother could save him from the fire and water; on the other hand, he was afraid that his brother would also fall into the whirlpool.
One month!
Only one month!
Xu Sheng thought silently in his heart and had made up his mind. He would only persist for a month at most. If there was still no improvement after one month, he would open the city and surrender without hesitation; after all, the tens of thousands of people in the city had no obligation to suffer.