Tang Yue's order was very decisive. He used elite cavalry to raid and bring back some food. It should not be too simple.
The Qin army quickly took action, divided into several groups, and marched along the perimeter. With the speed of a strong wind, it took only two days to completely solve the army's food and grass problem.
At the same time, they were temporarily stationed outside the entire Qifeng Mountain and adopted a strategy of cutting off water sources.
Sure enough, the ghost army discovered the gully at the foot of the northwest mountain and quickly took action, sending more than a hundred guards to secretly go down the mountain to fetch water late at night.
But it was obvious that there was no return. The Ghost King waited anxiously all night, but there was still no movement. He paced back and forth in the same place. After a while, he looked at the minister and said: "It's been so long, why haven't the guards come back yet? No Something must have happened, we made a previous inspection and found that there were no Qin troops there."
"Fetching water secretly so late at night should be successful."
"As long as there is water, we can hold on for a few more days. Bawe must be negotiating with Emperor Qin now."
He couldn't help comforting himself.
But the minister moved his lips but stopped talking.
It has been two or three hours since we left, and it will be dawn soon. Calculated according to the distance, if everything goes well, we should be back long ago. If we don't see anyone now, we can only have one result.
After thinking about it, he still said: "Your Majesty, there is no need to wait any longer, the warriors will never come back."
"Ah! How could this happen! How could this happen!" The Ghost King roared unwillingly: "How can we survive without water!"
The minister closed his eyes. He wanted to persuade him not to waste any more time. He already had no food and no water. Talking too much would only make him hungry and thirsty.
There must be some wild vegetables on a mountain, but in addition to more than a thousand guards of the ghost tribe, there are also the king's ministers' family members and so on. There are thousands of people in total, so there is not enough food.
Just like today, after searching all over the mountains and plains, everyone only ate a few vegetable leaves raw.
Even worse is water.
In this way, after three days of being hungry and thirsty, the ghost army once again sent a small team to secretly fetch water. The result was the same as before and they never came back.
On the Qin army's side, the two annihilation battle reports did not cause any disturbance. Tang Yue said: "It has been three days. I estimate that in three more days, even if the ghost clan is not dead, they will not be able to hold on."
"What the general said is absolutely true," Pang Si'an said.
As expected, the Ghost King collapsed on the fourth day before the sixth day. A person with food and water can only persist for seven or eight days, but without water and food, that is another A situation has arisen.
On the empty flat ground at the top of the mountain, as far as the eye could see, there were people lying everywhere, including officials, family members, and guards, including the Ghost King, sitting under a tree, unable to exert any strength.
His heart gradually despaired.
But at this moment, a minister came over with difficulty and said feebly: "Your Majesty, the matter has come to an end. In my opinion, it is better to go down the mountain and surrender, and see what the conditions are for these Qin troops."
"Surrender? Isn't Bawe negotiating this matter?" The Ghost King was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to suddenly react: "Yes, yes, yes, we can surrender ourselves. Then, let's leave this matter to you, okay? good."
"Your Majesty is willing to serve." The minister responded. It was not that he was not afraid of death, but more afraid of death. Instead of staying here, it was better to go down, maybe there would be a glimmer of hope.
When the Ghost King heard this, he immediately braced himself up and said, "Lalule, I'll leave it to you!"
The minister nodded feebly, stood up, and staggered away from here.
That afternoon.
In the Tang and Yue military tents, soldiers came to report that they were envoys from the ghost tribe and wanted to see them.
In fact, it doesn't matter if you see him or not at this time, the other party is already in a certain death situation, but Xiao Yuan has given Tang Yue a list before, which contains some ghost clan officials who need to be used in some places, asking him to keep these people alive as much as possible.
Thinking of this, Tang Yue said: "Then bring him over."
"No!" The soldier clasped his fists and left.
After a while, a ghost man in his forties was brought in. His hair was messy, his lips were chapped and peeling, and he looked haggard. When he saw Tang Yue, he seemed to be using his last strength to touch his chest with his hands, bending his head. He bowed and saluted: "I have met General Da Qin."
"Your Excellency, why are you here?" Tang Yue got straight to the point and took a look at him.
The man said in a weak voice: "I don't dare to hide it from the general. We are trapped on the mountain and can no longer hold on. I am going down the mountain this time just to surrender."
Tang Yue waited for him to continue.
The man continued: "His Majesty the King has agreed. As long as the general is willing to let us go, our country will agree to any conditions. From now on, we will surrender to the Qin Dynasty."
"No need, what conditions do you have to offer?" Tang Yue said: "If surrender was okay in the past, it is impossible for our army to agree to it now, because at this point, both you and I understand the situation of Qifeng Mountain."
"But General." The man's face was full of anxiety, but he didn't have the energy to argue.
Tang Yue raised his hand to interrupt him: "The Ghost King must die. This is my emperor's death order. However, I have another question. If you answer it well, you may still be alive."
Upon hearing this, the man quickly said: "Excuse me, General."
"What's your name?" Tang Yue said bluntly.
"Ah?" The man was stunned for a moment. Although he couldn't understand it, he quickly replied: "I'm Lalulay, the fiscal officer of the Congress."
"Oh? Larure" Tang Yue muttered, took out the list and looked at it, then smiled: "You are very lucky to survive. Maybe you will live better than before."
As he spoke, he also shouted: "Come here, give him a pot of herbal tea and some food."
"No!" the sergeant took the order and left.
Larure was instantly excited, he could survive! What could be more joyful than this.
He was already on the verge of collapse, but he suddenly felt a lot of strength. He knelt down and his voice became much clearer: "Thank you, general! Thank you, general, for not killing me!"
Tang Yue waved his hand, and not long after, the sergeant brought tea and dry noodles to him.
Looking at the food, Larure swallowed hard, then hurriedly picked it up, wolfed it down, stuffed it into his mouth, and sipped tea.
Seeing him being choked several times, Tang Yue didn't say anything, because he had also experienced many difficult combat environments and knew what it was like when people were extremely hungry.
After waiting for him to fill his stomach, Tang Yue picked up the list, stood up and walked to Lalu Lei. He flicked the paper and showed it in front of his eyes: "Do you know these people above?" (End of Chapter)
