Chapter 185 Stalemate

Outside Zhongxing City, Boyan felt more and more that he could not capture the city if he stayed here. After the third request for withdrawal of troops was still rejected by Mengge, he tried to temporarily withdraw the meeting on the grounds that there was a shortage of supplies and maintenance. However, Mengge's letter told him again that "providing supplies and maintenance guaranteed". Since there was no hope of withdrawing troops, Boyan racked his brains to lure the enemy out of the city, but the defenders in the city seemed to be dead in the city. No matter how they scolded or seduced it, it would be useless. At this moment, the commander of the Western Expedition Army was helplessly lying on the commander's case. The grain officer reported it at this time and walked into the commander's tent, "Marson, the distribution of troops and grain has been changed to Xiaozhu, but the soldiers have many complaints, I'm afraid...", "Don't worry, the supplies and maintenance will be delivered soon." After pushing away his arms lazily, Boyan replied mechanically.

Seeing the grain official Nuonuo retired, Boyan suddenly called the grain official, "If you don't talk about food, how long can the water last?" The grain official thought for a while, "Report to Marshal, the livestock have been cut off, and it is difficult to maintain the troops." "Then...", "Three days!" The grain official said, "If you don't send water again, the army will be in chaos!" "I know, go down." Not long after the withdrawal of the grain official, Uskmuer came in, "Master Boyan, I heard that the Khan has not even adopted the temporary retreat, but this is true?" Boyan smiled bitterly, "If it can really guarantee supplies, at most half a month, Zhongxing will be a dead city, but I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on at that time...", "I originally suggested that the Khan should supply it every three days, but...", "Sir, you know that this delivery of water is not as good as delivering food. Tens of thousands of troops are already supplying a lot. How can water be done once every three days? At first, it's

Once every ten days, but now...", Boyan complained, "It would be good to come once every half a month." Uskumur nodded, "It's been more than twenty days, otherwise...", the old headhunter just spoke, Boyan stood up and said, "I have divorced, please go to Shandong." "This is not good." Uskumur was in a dilemma. Going to Kublai Khan directly like this could easily arouse Mengge's suspicion, but now it seems that only Prince Kublai Khan can argue with Mengge. Seeing Uskumur hesitant, Boyan said, "It's just that Mr. Fughome's report on the war in the Western Regions, and then ask the prince to ask indirectly. The civil and military officials in the court will send people to communicate. This is also for the life of tens of thousands of troops. Let's not refuse." After careful consideration, he found that the matter was of great importance, the old headhunter left that night.

At this moment, the sunset had ended. The originally dry city wall was covered with blood and blood. The defenders were all curled up behind the city wall. Ouyang Feng poked his head out of the way and looked at the dark side outside the city, looking at the endless sparks that reflected the Mongolian joint camp. Ouyang Feng had just finished patrolling the city, but he saw Li Mochou leaning on a ruined wall with a little helplessness. Seeing this, a personal soldier hurriedly ran over with a kettle, "Madam, hurry up and drink some water." He shook his head, "It's not time yet...", "Big girl, you can't go on like this...", "Grandpa, let's say less, the water is not enough." The voice of this sentence was very hoarse, and finally Xiahou Lie brought his people to deliver it.

After dinner, Li Mochou stood up and greeted the defenders for dinner. "Xiahou Lie, what's the situation in the city?" During the meal, Li Mochou asked Xiahou Lie. "Madam, there are still 30,000 defenders in the city. Although the food and grass can last for more than a day, it's just water...", "How?" Li Mochou seemed very anxious, "The city will be cut off in three days." Xiahou Lie lowered his voice. Li Mochou pondered for a moment and heard Lu Guang say, "I ordered everyone to strengthen the garrison tonight. Everyone will come to the mansion tomorrow to discuss important matters." Seeing his granddaughter-in-law dragging his body downstairs, Ouyang Feng sighed in a heart, "Hui'er, if you see the eldest girl actually in this bloody and decay environment everywhere, I don't know how distressed you should be."

On the second day, the tired Mongolian soldiers seemed to have a tacit understanding and did not attack the city. In Zhongxing City Mansion, Li Mochou proposed to go out of the city to attack the camp, but was opposed by Cheliji and others. "Our army has only more than 30,000 people left, and the number of Mongolian soldiers is more than our army. It is not wise to go out of the city easily." Lu Guang took out a report, "I learned the news carefully that the Mongolian soldiers had 30,000 people to Ningzhou ten days ago and have not returned yet. My subordinates speculated that this was related to the young master. Judging from the casualties of the Mongolian soldiers for more than a month of siege, the last general should have lost nearly half of them." Everyone did not doubt the number of casualties of the Mongolian soldiers, because the siege in the era of cold weapons would always die more than the defenders, and it was often two or three times the effect.

The camp can also be roughly ordered by "nodding the head", and there is no news about the 30,000 soldiers and horses that Boyan has distributed. He is very worried. The deaths and injuries of the siege before, and there are only more than 80,000 Mongolians outside the city. Of course, there are also 30,000 people he distributed more than ten days ago. The number of people he distributed is getting smaller and smaller. Boyan has to worry. In fact, the number of people required for the Boyan newspaper is also "water". In fact, he has to report more, otherwise how can he get more supplies! It's just that the Western Regions are far away from the nearest Jingzhao Prefecture, and Mengge's soldiers and food are all transported from Shu. It's difficult to walk on the Shu road, so no wonder the food and grass dispatch is always "delayed". I don't explain these in detail.

However, this morning, Boyan did not take any action. It was not that he understood his subordinates, but that the scouts had heard news that an unknown Western Region riots surrounded them. When they received this news, Boyan was shocked, "When did the news!" "Yes... it was seen by the people patrolling the Hexi Corridor the day before yesterday, but the number of people seemed to be not many...", Boyan couldn't listen to the following words, "That is to say, it has been three or four days..." Although Boyan did not want to believe that this was true, he summarized the number of people in Xiliang Prefecture before, and it was about 10,000 people. "If this army was from Xiliang, then... then 80,000 people he sent out had been reimbursed. Now those people were around him. Do they want to encircle themselves? Boyan doesn't believe that the other party is a fool. It's obvious that if they cut off the food route, then the 50,000 or 60,000 people in his hands would probably collapse in an instant...

He estimated that it was a good thing. Murong Zhaoxue and Sima Ling had already entered the Hexi Corridor with more than 4,000 light cavalry and had sent horses to inquire about the Mongolian supplies and support team. The corridor between Zhongxing Prefecture and Jingzhao Prefecture was not conspicuous. Although the scope was wide, there were only a few roads to go on. It was too easy to determine which Mongolian supplies and transportation line was. After sending a large number of horses and scouts to search, they easily found the supply and support team. When they passed by Zhongxing Prefecture, they learned from the detailed work in the Mongolian military camp that they had finally contacted that the Mongolian supplies were going to run out, and that "large-scale" transportation

The team hasn't arrived yet. Is it because it has a large scale? It's because it has a lot of people, but because it has a lot of things? After all, it's not about increasing troops but rather transportation supplies. There is no need to provide so many guards in terms of economic value and maximizing supply. Moreover, the environment requires the water problem they face has caused the number of people in this transportation team to be reduced again and again. Also, Boyan's own report, "The enemy is already trapped in Zhongxing City, the road is safe!" Although his original intention was just to reflect the strength of our army, since you have said it, why do you still need to spend so much "management". So when Boyan luckily distributed 20,000 people to protect the supplies, Murong Zhaoxue and Sima Ling had already encountered the transportation team...

I was still in a coma. If I could realize that my wives were in dire straits and I was lying stupidly, I would have committed suicide in shame and anger (I'm sorry I didn't realize it). I practiced the method of moving the universe and moving the mind that day. As soon as I finished the fifth layer, my true energy in my chest was condensed and split. At that time, it was just around the stone wall. In order not to explode, I had to push it crazy on the stone wall. The stone wall was pushed open, but the vibration force caused serious damage to the meridians. Fortunately, I didn't faint. Because I was afraid that I could not use force, I forced myself to pull Chengying and Sima Ling, who had been compatible with the innate skills and infused the two of them.

At the same time, I taught them to follow the first level of the Great Shift of the Universe. After this, I realized that it was because of the assistance of the innate qi, that I could practice the qi by myself when I was confused. The innate qi, the innate qi, did not care about any obstacles at all, and the true qi in my body began to follow the veins of the Great Shift of the Universe. Perhaps because of the incomplete modular frame, the innate qi I studied was purely because of internal strength, and when I encountered a move, it would skip it by itself. I guess this was why I skipped the fourth level, and after the fifth level, it probably had mostly moves, so I stopped by myself...

In a moment, the potential of the two women was gradually aroused, and my consciousness began to blur. Just as we were about to go out, Shu Ya's cold air that had just been suppressed by the internal force of the input finally began to retaliate. Seeing her trembling violently on the ground in pain, I only knew that she could not let her die at that time. Since other true qi could not help her, the innate qi should be the least harmful. So I made a quick decision to inject her true qi. After confirming the minimum repulsion, my heart calmed down, and the cold air was eliminated bit by bit. However, the sweat beads on my forehead and her increasingly red cheeks made me worry, but her body without any internal force suddenly appeared, and a thought of stimulating her potential so that she could use her power to resist the backlash of true qi in the future. So excessive fatigue and overdrawing of true qi finally made me fall into a coma...

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