Xu Yu raised his head, stretched out his hand and quickly took the letter.

Expand.

There is a map and a letter in the envelope.

Xu Yu first read the letter and then looked at the map.

Then, he glanced at the direction Qin Ye left, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Open your throat lightly:

"withdraw!"

While retreating, Xu Yu also sent a letter, which contained only a few words.

If you can't bear it anymore, kill!

Just when the battle between the two armies outside Anle Town was raging, Anle Town was rarely peaceful for three days.

But this calm is the calm before the storm.

During these three days, Marquis Yongan did not stop his actions.

By this time, the dock had fallen into his hands.

He used the dock to move various supplies.

Everything valuable and edible from the homes of the people in the city was plundered by his people.

But because the people of Anle Town moved ahead of time, they didn't find much to eat.

In order to replenish food and grass, they focused on the crops that had not yet grown in the fields.

When Marquis Yong'an ordered to harvest the crops in the fields, Song Zhiyu stopped him.

"Master Hou, no!"

"These crops will be harvested in twenty days.

If it were harvested now, the harvest would only be one-third.

Lord Marquis, be careful."

Marquis Yong'an had a gloomy face and a hoarse voice:

"If we don't accept it now, how will our soldiers survive these more than twenty days?

Song Zhiyu, tell me how to survive this?"

Song Zhiyu was silent.

But he quickly raised his head with a serious expression:

"Master Hou, think twice.

There are rumors everywhere now that this year will be a cold winter.

If we harvest this food now, when winter comes, we will have no food to survive the cold winter.

There is a shortage of food now, so we can find a way to bring it from somewhere."

Marquis Yong'an sneered, "Song Zhiyu, this is just a rumor, and you believe it."

"This matter is settled like this.

You immediately arrange a team of people to collect the grain nearby."

If you don't even have enough to eat, who would have the heart to rebel against you?

As for winter…

Marquis Yong'an looked towards Anle Village with cold eyes. Lin Jiuniang definitely had food there.

Three days!

It's time.

This time, he must win Anle Village.

On Song Zhiyu's side, seeing that Marquis Yong'an had made up his mind, he could only sigh and turn around to follow his orders.

When the uprising first started, he said it was too hasty and everything was not ready yet.

But the Marquis acted in a hurry because King Yan and the others found clues.

As a result, the current situation is passive and food and grass preparations are insufficient.

Song Zhiyu sighed, gathered a team, and was about to set off.

Suddenly, the spies excitedly came to report.

A large amount of grain was found in Heping Village ahead.

Song Zhiyu frowned and asked the spies in detail. He felt that the appearance of the food was a bit strange.

The spy shook his head:

"General Song, there should be no problem with this food.

We also found the food hiding place by following the people who secretly came down from the mountains to collect food.

We went in and checked, and there were no problems.

And this food is enough to last our army for three days."

Marquis Yong'an, who was sitting in the upper position, thought for a moment:

"Song Zhiyu, don't you want to harvest the crops in the field now?

Now find the place where the people have stored their food, and you can take people to get it back."
Chapter completed!