Chapter 89 (1/2)

Liu Ye galloped up the hill and looked down from above, and his brow was suddenly frowned.

The Yellow turban bandits abandoned the strategy of encircling three places and one and turned to besieging on all sides. Therefore, the pressure on the officers and soldiers was very great. At every moment, some yellow turban thieves fell from the city head, and some officers and soldiers with heavy injuries were carried to the city.

The shouts and murders in the city of changshe spread far away, shaking between the heaven and the earth. Rao was the elite army of all cities, and he could not help turning pale. After all, one hundred thousand yellow turban thieves are indeed unprecedented scenes. The number of soldiers in Licheng is only a thousand, which means that everyone must be an enemy of hundreds.

Liu Ye looks at the hill for a while, turns the horse's head, turns around, and runs down the hill.

Licheng soldiers face fear, and Liu Ye is the face as usual, ordered: ”dismount to rest, light a fire to cook.”

The soldiers of Licheng army dismounted, let the horses nibble on the grass, took out the dry food on their backs, took water from the nearby river, set up an iron pot, and cooked the dry food.

The Licheng army has traveled a long way, just a few hours before it reaches the outskirts of the changshe society. If the army strikes the army with tired soldiers, it will inevitably cause heavy casualties. Moreover, the soldiers are afraid of war, so they must try to boost their morale.

Liu Ye sits in the middle of the soldiers. He is not a general. He holds dry food in his left hand and a leather bag in his right hand. His food is no different from that of ordinary soldiers.

At this time, not far from his side, a soldier's hand was unstable and his dry food fell to the ground.

”Why, don't you want to eat?”

Liu Ye asked, and the soldier quickly picked up the dry food: ”no, marquis, an I'm afraid

Liu Ye smiles and eats his own dry food. He looks confident.

A taxi soldier couldn't help asking, ”Marquis, there are hundreds of thousands of yellow turban thieves. We are only 1000 people. Aren't you afraid?”

Liu Ye laughs: ”what's to be afraid of? Since the beginning of the war in Licheng, one has won more than ten battles with less than one hundred thousand soldiers, Zhou Jun's 30000 soldiers, and Xu and 60000 soldiers by 2000 soldiers. I'm afraid that there are too few yellow turban thieves. Now there are 100000 people, just killing them! ”

The commander-in-chief talks and laughs, and the army gradually calms down. He just speeds up eating, and then sits on the ground, resting on each other's backs to recover energy and horsepower.

Changshe city and its periphery are almost two worlds. In the city of changshe, the sound of killing is shocking and the ground is bleeding, while the surrounding area is calm and calm. The soldiers in the cities close their eyes and snore, and some of them who are big hearted just go to sleep.

”Marquis!”

Liu Ye sends out four sentries and comes back one after another, reporting the surrounding conditions to Liu Ye.

In fact, thousands of officers and soldiers were gathered around the changshe society, all of them were soldiers from different parts of Yuzhou. Huangfusong was ordered to fight in yingyu and was ordered by the emperor to supervise the military affairs of Yuzhou. Therefore, he ordered the local garrison to come.

However, these soldiers are lack of training and can barely be used to defend the city. It is too high to expect them to break thieves in the field.

Guan Hai suggested: ”Marquis, it's better for our army to invite the Yuzhou armies to join forces with our army. Maybe World War I can relieve the pressure on general huangfulang.”

Liu Ye smiles and looks at Yu Jin.

”Wenze, what do you say?”

Yu Jin always looked as if he was normal: ”the soldiers in Yuzhou are afraid of the thieves, they dare not fight, they balk at it, our army will not accept the invitation, why waste our efforts?”

There are only one thousand soldiers in Licheng army. Even if they come, they are just a drop in the bucket. The Yuzhou army is certainly not willing to listen to Liu Ye's instructions. It is useless to ask.

”Keep up our strength and store up our strength. In another hour, our army will launch an attack from the north. We must relieve the pressure on the city of changshe at one stroke!”

The military orders are like a mountain. When Liu Ye's military orders are issued, the soldiers in all cities are grim, so they should take time to rest. After all, after all, there are hundreds of thousands of yellow turban thieves who have to stand still and let them kill, even if they can't kill the blade of the knife.