Chapter 582: If Plan A doesn’t work, switch to Plan B

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But the soldiers didn't think so. What kind of planes were they doing? They watched those miscellaneous soldiers die one after another.

At first, the soldiers felt that these people's skills and equipment were too rubbish, and they ridiculed them.

Now I can't laugh at all. I'm not an idiot. Every time I see the number of casualties of miscellaneous soldiers, I feel sad.

I don't know when I will be pushed out by Dongwang and become that kind of meaningless cannon fodder.

Everything gathered in real time into an undercurrent in the military camp.

A soldier grabbed the bowl with only half of the fried rice and roared unwillingly.

"On weekdays, I get a bucket of rice and half a bucket of sauce. Why are you giving me half a bucket of rice and not even a bucket of sauce today? How can I swallow it?"

"Yeah, neither do I."

"I don't even have sauce, so I must be short of food and grass."

A general walked out of the military tent. He didn't even have time to wipe off the blood stains on his body, and he spoke menacingly to the Huotou Army.

"I have been fighting for a day, and with my military position, you actually gave me spoiled pickles. You are tired of living."

When the soldiers saw a general coming out to speak, they immediately became emboldened and started making noises towards the Huotou Army.

Hundreds of Huotou soldiers begged for mercy one after another. The food was not good, so it was normal for the Huotou soldiers to be beaten.

In order not to be beaten, some fire-headed soldiers shouted, "Don't make trouble. We have been without food and grass for four or five days, and there is nothing we can do. In a few days, let alone sauce, even fried rice will be gone."

The reason why there is enough food and grass now is that it still consumes a part of the living force. However, with a hundred thousand people eating horse chews, it is estimated that they may not be able to sustain it for three days, let alone five or ten days.

This is also because Dongwang is too confident. There is no supplies on the pass, and the only fields and grain have already been collected.

Many Guizhou leaders were even recruited to fight the war, so the food route became very lengthy.

There are even some grains that need to cross two or three counties to reach. Yang Qian is not saying that they will be cut off for you today.

But when transporting grain a few times in advance, the grain and grass were already reduced in a planned way, so once the grain and grass were cut off, it would last for about ten days.

In a short time, the elite soldiers and generals in the military camp, the real elites, appeared and quickly suppressed all the resisters.

Maybe it was because there were too many people, so no one was killed. If there were hundreds of people making trouble, they might be killed on the spot in an instant.

A few days later, Wang Jian raised the corner of his mouth and burned all the secret letters sent by Tianshou Division.

There are only four words on it: "The time has come"

Wang Jian shouted loudly, "Come here, beat the drums and signal the troops."

"promise!"

"Dong dong dong~~~~ buzz buzz!" The huge sound of drums resounded throughout the sky, as if it was bringing an end to this war.

Tens of thousands of soldiers were gathered together. Outside the city, a row of heavy blue chariots were showing their ferocious sharpness, selecting and devouring people.

Crossbowmen and halberd-bearing soldiers formed four square formations, large and small.

Wang Jian sat on the chariot in the center, took out his sword, and shouted, "Attack and defeat the Dongwang rebels."

"Kill~~~"

"Kill~~~"

"Kill~~~"

The army of tens of thousands marched in neat steps with high momentum, as if the earth was shaking under their feet.

In a military camp more than twenty miles away from here, some soldiers worked hard to stand guard.

Unfortunately, some soldiers were still trembling with their legs trembling, looking like they were on the verge of collapse.

In the large tent of the Chinese Army, King Dong was holding his hands firmly on the desk, his eyes were bloodshot, and his originally mottled hair had already turned into a full head of silver hair.

He tried his best, but for some reason, no matter what decision he made, it had no effect.

In fact, he had thought about taking a detour, but he knew what Yanmen County was like better than anyone else.

Just because he knew this place, he would attack as fast as possible. Who would have thought that General Hussar would actually guard this place.

Suddenly, his face turned ferocious, and he threw everything on the table to the ground.

"Bastard, bastard!"

The generals in the entire military tent did not dare to speak, and all looked at a young man in his twenties.

The young man had no choice but to stare at the furious Jun's father and said awkwardly, "Father, don't worry too much. Now that we have run out of food and grass, we might as well retreat."

"Retreat, retreat to where?" King Dong looked tired.

"Withdraw to the pass, I cannot afford to lose this person."

The young man winked at the dozen generals. They were not fools, they just acted out the drama of love.

In fact, everyone knows very well that Dong Wang, this guy, strongly advocated raising troops, but now he has failed, and there is no way forward.

That's simple.

A dozen generals would just give him the chance to step down.

At this time, a soldier stumbled in. He had a look on his face and said with trembling lips.

"Tell me, Your Majesty, the army of Chaoxian is coming towards us."

Dong Wang trembled and said calmly, "How many people are there?"

"At least 40,000 to 50,000 people."

Dong Wang jumped up and said hurriedly without pretending to be serious.

"Then, what are you waiting for? The whole army must assemble, let's retreat!"

Everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This old boy loves to pretend too much.

Originally, everyone was very excited. If they could really break into Chaoxian, kill King Xia Wen, and make King Dong ascend the throne, then they and others would be ministers of the Dragon.

What a pity, who would have thought that I would be stuck here for more than a month.

The soldiers of the Eastern Kingdom, who were originally weak, suddenly became energetic when they heard that they would not fight and would go back.

Now they don't think about anything. As long as they can have a full meal, that is more happiness than anything else.

According to the food and grass available at this time, even if they could go back, almost all the animals in the army would be eaten. War horses, horses, and cattle responsible for transporting food and grass would not escape the fate of being eaten.

Wang Jian waved the command flag wildly, constantly tightening the siege of the army.

King Dong looked at Wang Jian's army getting closer and closer, and sneered in his heart. At this time, he was already not far from the pass.

He shouted towards Wang Jian.

"In the past, the King of Japan thought that because the general was a famous general in the Central Plains, he thought that we could have a spar. Unexpectedly, he also chickened out and kept gathering in the city to defend it. Next, let me guard the city to see if you can attack."

"Haha~~~!"

Wang Jian finally understood why the people on the grassland didn't want to hear Yang Gan's name so much.

Seeing how proud Dong Wang is now and even saying harsh words to him, he probably doesn't even have the heart to cry anymore.

Sure enough, Yang Qian was a murderer and good at planning.

Too bad~~~!

Wang Jian's face immediately turned ugly. He had lied to him. With his ability in Tianshousi, it was impossible not to know that he was a general. If the secret was revealed this time, he didn't know how he would treat him.

This guy really holds a grudge.

In fact, he was overthinking it. Although Yang Qian was determined to investigate, his foundation in Chaoxian's Tianshou Division was still very shallow.

There are many people with the same name and surname these days. It is not said that the two Wang Jian are the same person. After all, the status gap is too huge.

Wang Jian's heart trembled and he waved his sword.

A dozen shirtless burly men in the rear immediately understood and kept beating the war drums.

"Dong dong dong~~~!"

"Dong dong dong~~~!"

The sound of the military drum was like a reminder, heading into King Dong's ears.

Wang Jian's army seemed to be moving faster.

On the Dongguo Pass.

Almost all the generals in Yang Qian's army were present.

After observing for a while, Ran Jing said helplessly, "Your Majesty, our first plan may not be useful."

Yang Qian held the telescope and felt a pity in his heart.

All the generals looked depressed one after another. After everyone's discussion, the original idea was.

If the Dongfeng team has been hungry for several days, their combat effectiveness will naturally be reduced. As long as they are under Wang Jian's command,

Drive away.

They must retreat towards the pass. According to the usual practice, Dong Wang and other generals must enter the pass first.

Once they were in the pocket, the gates were lowered and hundreds of soldiers were added to these generals.

At that time, Yang Gan can do whatever they want, but now it's okay.

This group of guys are walking in the middle. If they are allowed to enter the customs in this way, at least 20,000 to 30,000 people will enter the customs together.

"Your Majesty, if we put half of our people in, we should be fine with our current garrison strength."

Seeing that Yang Qian didn't speak, Ran Jing suggested.

Yang Gan shook his head, pointed at Dongwang's army and said, "They are just pieces of meat now. The meat is on the chopping board. As for how to eat it, we still have the final say."

"If we bring in 20,000 to 30,000 people, our soldiers will inevitably suffer casualties, so we will make another plan and bring over all the generals and their families of the Eastern King."

"Also, escort Mrs. Dong Wang up."

Ran Jing's eyes lit up and he immediately handed over his hands and went to make arrangements eagerly.

Yang Gan felt like he was playing an online game. It was the easiest way to defeat a BOSS.

Of course, he pressed on everything he could, but the game was a game after all, and his dead subordinates were just a bunch of data.

But this is the real world. Every soldier has flesh and blood and a family, which means that he needs to be micro-managed.

Use extremely cool moves to push the BOSS without any damage.

Not long after, the Dongwang army came to the pass and saw the city gate not far away.

Their faces were full of joy. As long as they entered the city gate, they would have food, and they would not have to worry about pursuing soldiers.

I haven't had enough to eat in the past few days, and I still want to fight and eat shit. Only by eating and drinking enough can I have the strength to fight. If I go now, I will die.

The formation gradually became chaotic, and a large number of soldiers rushed towards the city gate.

"close the door!!"

A loud shout.

The huge city gate began to slowly close.

"Bang~!"

Within a minute or two, the entire city gate was firmly closed.

A large number of Polu troops quickly blocked the city gate with carriages filled with stones.

In the eyes of a large number of Dongguo soldiers, such a scene is equivalent to closing the door to their hopes.

The whole army was in chaos. After hearing this, King Dong immediately sent his generals to the city gate and shouted.

"Open the city gate quickly, the king is about to enter the city."

At this time, the soldiers on the city gate changed their armor, and all soldiers in black armor were standing guard in rows.

When the soldiers separated, rows of family members wearing expensive clothes but looking tired were escorted to the city.

Several debugging soldiers waved to Yang Gan.

He picked up the simple microphone in his hand, took a deep breath and said.

"Dear soldiers of the Eastern Kingdom, the Eastern Kingdom has been occupied by me. Please surrender in an orderly manner. Those who surrender will not be killed. Those who are stubborn will be killed without mercy."

Yang Gan's low voice was dispersed through the microphone and copper wires to more than a dozen speakers, and then amplified.

The voice of one person overshadowed the voice of tens of thousands of troops, deafening and resounding for hundreds of miles.