Dong Lei wiped the tears from his eyes, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone in Dongjiawu, listen up. Everyone is ready to pack now. Only take your belongings with you. Don't bring any jars or jars. Let's see how the Beifu Army goes. Fight against the Yan army, if they can't do it, our whole village will fight with that son of a bitch!"
The men in Dongjiawu cheered in unison, but it could be heard that they were not very energetic, and some of them just shouted. This sounded to Liu Yu, and he immediately understood the people in the village. He was angry, and the rapid fall of the two strongholds had dealt a huge blow to their confidence. If the Yan army attacked at this time, he was sure that this Wubao would not be able to last for half a day.
There was a rapid sound of horse hoofbeats in the distance. Beside Liu Yu, Tan Pingzhi's expression changed and he said in a deep voice: "Get ready to fight!"
But Liu Yu waved his hand: "It's just a few rides, no problem, no need to panic."
The soldiers of the Beifu Army, who had turned to prepare for formation, dispersed their formation again, and saw three horses galloping on the forest path beside Wubao. In front of them was a man with a graceful and well-proportioned figure, riding a white horse and wearing a mask. Of course, the tall horse flying in the wind is not Murong Lan. Behind her, there were two scholar-looking men, leaning tightly on the horse's back, almost ready to fall off at any time. It was obvious at a glance that these two men were not good at riding.
Murong Lan rode in front of Liu Yu and others. She tightened the reins and gently clamped the horse's belly with her jade legs. The horse neighed and almost stopped on the spot. Her hands reached out to the left and right to hold the horses. The reins of the two horses were lifted, and the two horses also stopped. The two people on the horses were pushed forward by the inertia, and rolled out of the saddle. Finally, they couldn't help it, and began to vomit heavily.
Liu Yu looked at the person on the left and right, and his expression changed: "Hey, how could it be you? Little brother of the Wang family."
The person who came was a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a bookish look on his face. He raised his head, looked at Liu Yu, and opened his eyes wide: "Liu Yu, I never thought that I, Wang Zhene, would meet you again here."
This man was Wang Meng's grandson, and Wang Zhen'e, the nephew of Wang Yong, the former Minister of the Qin Dynasty. After the news of Fu Pi's defeat came, Zhang Hao committed suicide in Jinyang and died for his country. Wang Zhen'e took several younger brothers with him. After escaping from Jinyang, he went through untold hardships to avoid the stragglers and Xiyan soldiers everywhere, and crossed the Yellow River. He was also separated from many brothers on the way. If it were not for the rescue of a Mianchi villager named Li Fang, he would have been saved. I'm afraid it has become a withered skeleton on the roadside that no one knows.
Liu Yu stepped forward and helped Wang Zhene up: "I didn't expect that you would experience such a drastic change in life for the second time at such a young age. It's really touching. Who is this?" He looked at Li Fang and hesitated to speak.
Then Li Fang introduced himself to his family and said: "Young man Li Fang is from Mianchi. Wang Lugong was once kind to our family. He exempted us from taxes and allowed us to have food to eat. Therefore, his grandson is in trouble. Of course I want to help him." .”
Liu Yu said with a smile: "The prince you saved has great abilities, and he will make great achievements in the future."
Li Fang opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "He is just a child who has just grown up. I have no other intention but to repay Wang Lugong for his great kindness."
Wang Zhene said seriously: "Li Engong, my promise to you will never change. If I, Wang Zhene, can prosper one day, I will make you the county magistrate of my hometown and make you the envy of all the villagers."
Liu Yu sighed in his heart, this Li Fang was really simple and simple. He did not want any rewards from high-ranking officials and generous salaries. A county magistrate could satisfy him. However, status and identity determined his vision. Even if Wang Zhene was in trouble, he would not be able to do anything. Lose your temper, I may need this person in the future. Meeting him here today may be God's will.
Thinking of this, Liu Yu looked at Murong Lan: "Where did you see them?"
Murong Lan curled her lips: "Murong Yong's movements were faster than we thought. His forward cavalry came with 2,000 people, led by Murong Sheng. This guy is quite capable. He sent people to pretend to be those two forts. The villagers deceived the villagers to open the gate, and then the cavalry rushed in and broke through the village in less than a quarter of an hour. These two people were going to Linjiapozi. I rescued them halfway and killed two Yan Army rangers. , it’s a coincidence that there are two horses riding on it.”
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "In your opinion, when will Yan Jun come?"
Murong Lan said seriously: "Murong Sheng will definitely rush here in one go and take advantage of the instability of the people here to break the stronghold in one fell swoop. We must be prepared to fight immediately."
Wang Zhene suddenly said: "No, I don't think the Xiyan army will attack immediately."
Liu Yu smiled and looked at Wang Zhene: "Master Wang, tell me why you think so. Do you have more knowledge than our veteran who has experienced hundreds of battles?"
Wang Zhene shook his head: "The combat effectiveness of the Xiyan Army comes from its motivation to rob. This is one of the reasons. Before going to war, everyone wanted to loot these forts that had existed for a long time and contained a large amount of food. Therefore, they quickly broke through After the second village, it was impossible not to let go and rob them. Even if Murong Sheng or even Murong Yong came in person, it was impossible to restrain them. The last time they defeated the Qin army, they could have directly pursued and killed Fu Pi, just to snatch the spoils. , gave him a chance to escape, and this time will be no exception."
Liu Yu nodded: "That's very good. It fits the characteristics of the Xiyan Army. Is there anything else?"
Wang Zhene thought for a while and continued: "After letting go, the opportunity to fight has been lost. In other words, even if we attack here non-stop, it is probably not the best idea. With the lessons learned from the fall of the second village, Dongjiawu will definitely not be able to do it again." It will take a hard battle to get over to the stronghold, so instead of losing strength, it is better to rest for a night and then drive the people to attack."
Murong Lan's eyes were gleaming after hearing this, and she quickly asked: "Why are the people coming to attack?"
Wang Zhen sighed evilly: "Most of the men in the second village were captured, the old and the weak were killed, and the women were used for sexual humiliation and lust. Tomorrow, the Yan army will drive away the prisoners, and even deliberately let some women and children go. They publicized the tragedy of the fall of the second village everywhere, firstly to shake the morale of the troops in the fort, and secondly, to drive other prisoners away and let them defect to Dongjiawu, while the Yan army was waiting for an opportunity behind, and once Dongjiawu opened the door , they will quickly attack with cavalry and break the stronghold in one fell swoop. If Dongjiawu is closed, they will drive out the people, use their bodies to fill the trenches, use them as human shields and cover, and attack the fort in large numbers. This move will drive the people away. They are already familiar with Cheng's tricks in Guanzhong, and this time will be no exception. Brother Liu, you must prepare early."
