It was another clear morning, and there was a dead silence outside Dashi City.W     wW.

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After CoM experienced Yang Hao's flowering cannon, the young and old in Dashi City were completely stable. He guarded the city every day and did not dare to have the delusion of breaking out of the city. The city was not allowed to go out, but it was not so easy to enter. The people of Dashi City firmly believed this, and the Khitans seemed to agree.

This great victory undoubtedly has a great effect in boosting morale, but even so, the Wuwei tribe still seems to lose the entire war. The apparent stability relies entirely on the bloody butcher knife of the law enforcement team. Under the intimidation of the black robe, it was silent and silent everywhere. No one dared to talk nonsense, at least in public places. But Yang Hao knew very well that this kind of quietness was terrible. If the resentment suppressed by force could not be evacuated in time, the longer it was suppressed, the greater the rebound force. When the pressure could not withstand the rebound force, it was the time when the crisis exploded. If the delay was delayed by one day, there would be more danger.

We must wait until the crisis becomes a reality.

There is no way to solve the problem of cutting off the firewood from the bottom of the pot.

Following this idea, the staff proposed a variety of solutions, which sounded good, but Yang Hao could see at a glance that their essence was just a work of tickling the boots. There was no real insight. For example, someone suggested that for the sake of the present, it is better to change the urgent attack to slow attack and accumulate morale. Of course, the idea is good, but there must be a prerequisite for implementing it - food, a large amount of food, to ensure sufficient military rations. If there is no food, it is unstable and hungry, so how can you accumulate morale?

Yang Hao moved his butt that was sitting a little stiff, smiled and looked around, "Sir, let's put this proposal aside for the time being. Do you have any other plans? You might as well tell them all at once."

Everyone in the tent looked at me, and I looked at you, and finally turned their eyes to Zhang Bozhong. Zhang Bozhong, who was sitting upright drinking tea like a rock, had to express his opinion. He cleared his throat and said to Yang Hao: "It seems that this is the only way." When the aides heard this, they all solemnly bowed to him, saying, "The military advisor is here to discuss it."

Yang Hao lowered his head when he heard this, thought for a moment, raised his head and said reluctantly: "It seems that he is going to argue with that profiteer again, it's really a brain-struggle."

The "bribery businessman" Wu Chenglong came to Yang Hao's military camp outside Dashi City reluctantly, but left with satisfaction.

Yang Hao and he reached an agreement, and Haotian Trading Company will advance funds and be responsible for transporting one million stones of grain to the army. The deadline is two months. The reward is naturally very generous. Wu Chenglong, who has a big appetite, can laugh out loud when he sits in the car. Zhang Lan, who is also a friend for many years, curled his lips disapprovingly and said: "One million stones of grain will be shipped within two months, and it is so cold and snowy. Brother, my shopkeeper Wang, are you sure this is not a loss-making deal?"

Wu Chenglong immediately refuted: "No! I calculated it very clearly that our trip is a big profit, and this is not called profit. There will be no profitable business in the world. Brother, I know this burden is heavy, but as the saying goes, "We are seeking wealth and honor in danger." If we succeed, we will be reborn and become an immortal. We have been doing nothing for decades in life, and we will be a prosperous life. We will be a prosperous life for him."

After saying this, he ignored his stunned old friend, narrowed his eyes and hummed the recently popular "Children's Song of Picking Ling" in Chang'an Lefang.

He was not panicked when he had food in his hand. Zhang Bozhong's strategy of changing from aggression to a slow attack and raising morale was successfully implemented. The complaints of each battalion gradually subsided, and the busy man Bo Lai gradually became nothing to do. The slack law enforcement team knew that the law was violated and was impeached by each battalion, and finally everyone shouted and beaten.

All the generals advocated the abolition of the law enforcement team, but Yang Hao refused, but changed the word "law enforcement" to "inspector" and replaced one-third of the posts. He restored the official Bo Lai and was still handed over to Mu Hong to the commander and stayed under the Jin tent to listen.

Winter goes and spring comes, and it gradually faded. One day, Yang Hao patrols the camp with his sword. Seeing that there were traffic in front of the gates of each camp, countless soldiers were wearing mules and carriages in and out. When asked, he found out that it was a water truck that was going out to fetch water. Yang Hao said: "Each camp has drilled water wells, why do you still have to fetch water? Such chaos and noisy, aren't you afraid that the enemy can take advantage of it?" Dongfang Lan said: "There are continuous droughts in summer. The water wells dug in each camp have dropped sharply. The water volume is insufficient, so you have to go out to fetch water."

Yang Hao did not say anything, and followed the water intake cart to look northwest. After walking for about ten miles, he saw more than ten wells in a gentle slope. On both sides of the wells, the carriages for water intake came and went, but although there were many, they were not messy. Yang Hao pointed with a whip and said, "Is there water in this place?" Dongfang Lan replied, "It's strange. There are so many wells in the area within 30 miles. There are only water in this place, and the water quality is strong and the water quality is sweet." Yang Hao nodded when he heard this, and went up the hillside, because he saw the sixteen newly dug wells lined up like a dragon, and the direction of the dragon head was pointing towards Dashicheng.

While watching, Zhang Bozhong and several of his subordinates hiked up the hillside. When they saw Yang Hao, they rushed over. Yang Hao left his brothers and Zhang Bozhong up the top of the slope, looked at the Dashi City, and asked Zhang Bozhong: "There is a big zodiac in this city, and I don't know how many days of water can be used." Zhang Bozhong smiled and said, "The water is mixed like mud, full of weeds, duckweed, and algae. The people in the city wash the drowning buckets in the zodiac, but there are dead cats, dogs and pigs that can't be drunk even if there is a sip of water."

Yang Hao was happy when he heard this. He looked up at the hot sun above his head, then looked at the hot city in the distance, called Dongfang Lan, and said, "Asking the military officers to dig wells three miles away from the city wall, one hundred feet apart." After that, he drove the horse back to the camp. The dust and smoke dissipated, and the military officer complained to Zhang Bozhong: "We have checked in detail. There is only water around the city. The commander asked us to dig wells everywhere, how could we get water? Why don't the old man report it?"

Zhang Bozhong sneered: "The holy intention is hard to predict, just follow your order."

More than a month, hundreds of wells were dug along the four cities, but there was no water. The officials were afraid and begged to worship under the military tent. Zhang Bozhong asked the reason, but smiled and said, "This is God's will. What does it have to do with you? Don't worry, I will explain the reason in front of the commander."

After seeing off everyone, Zhang Bozhong shouted: "Come on, take my robe and I want to see the commander." The attendant said: "The weather is so hot, why don't sir wear short shirts? Didn't the commander allow sir to see the commander?"

Zhang Bozhong smiled and said, "It's okay on weekdays, but today is different. Don't be too talkative and prepare for it."

The weather was hot, Yang Hao was naked, holding ice puffs in one hand and official documents in the other. He walked and looked and ate. The two guards followed him with a palm fan and fanned him. Everyone was sweating. Hearing that Zhang Bozhong was outside the tent, Yang Hao ate the ice puffs in a few bites, put down the official documents, and asked the servants to take a short shirt on them. Then he invited them to the left and right. Seeing that Zhang Bozhong was fully equipped with uniform clothes, he laughed and said, "What do you mean by sir? How much ice is placed in your military advisor's tent? Is it cooler than mine."

Zhang Bozhong smiled and refused to answer, danced and bowed to the desk. Seeing that he was respectful, Yang Hao also quipped his jokes and quickly stepped down to help him up, saying, "Forgive me for being disorganized, why is the military advisor so respectful?"

Zhang Bozhong said: "There are thousands of joys, the Great Stone City can be broken just around the corner, and the Great Commander can achieve hegemony."

When Yang Hao heard this, his eyes shone brightly and he asked with a smile: "Where does the joy come from?"

Zhang Bozhong then informed the general that he needed to dig wells in four cities but could not see water. Yang Hao deliberately asked: "There is no water in all four cities, so it should be sad. How can the military advisor say it is joy?"

Zhang Bozhong said: "The so-called pros and cons are created by mutual benefit. Pros and cons are also advantages."

Yang Hao then realized his mind and said with a smile: "God mercy on me, it will be worthy of my hard work. Stop it, I have to work hard on this matter, and I have to deal with the military advisors, and the rest of them are not enough to discuss it."

Zhang Bozhong bowed again: "I am willing to accept the order."

In June, the sky and the earth were like a fire. People were still sweating while sitting under the shade of trees. The summer in Dashi City was already hot, but the summer of this year was particularly hot. Since mid-May, there was no cloud in the sky. The white sun burned the earth, the roasted stones were soft, and the land was smoked. If it was a normal season, even if the peddlers and pawns had overnight food, they would give up their livelihoods, find a place with water, soak in water to clear the summer.

People in Dashicheng call taking a bath in a bathhouse called soaking water. There are hundreds of bathhouses in the city. They only need three copper coins to soak in clear water in winter and summer. The water is living water, warm in winter and cool in summer, both clean and cool. Soaking in water, a pot of tea and a few fruit dots at hand, chatting with three or five friends, and having fun and free time.

Fortunately, although the summer in Dashi City is hot, the time is short. From the end of June to mid-July, the cool breeze will be rippling in just half a month, and autumn will begin.

Although the siege is getting tighter now, the people of Dashi City obviously do not intend to give up the summer according to the old law. Because of the siege, there is a shortage of materials and the prices of refreshments and fruits have increased several times, but the price of water should not rise. The water flows from the underground river outside the city, and it grows naturally and everyone has a share.

Some pessimists say that the war is now in battle, and the two armies confront each other. In order to win, they will do everything they can. If they can cut off the enemy's water and food and defeat the enemy's troops without fighting, why not do it? However, optimistic people still account for the majority. People generally believe that the river of land is hidden underground. Even the old people who have lived in the city for decades cannot tell where it came from, where it went, and where the new Khitans learned it?

In order to find out the direction of the Dihe River, Zhang Bozhong took a lot of effort and suffered a lot. Fortunately, the work was not in vain. After he figured out the direction of the Dihe River, he mobilized thousands of soldiers to build an artificial lake day and night in the upper reaches of the Dihe River, cut off the Dihe River from halfway, and introduced the water into the lake, making a natural lake. The water was clear and rippling, with dozens of acres of radius, and horses were used by people, and played with water to relieve the heat. The water was left outside the city, and the water was cut off in the city. At the beginning of the water cut off, people complained that the living water in the bathhouse had turned into stagnant water, and the stagnant water turned into stinky water. Without a bath, it was so sticky that it was difficult to fall asleep.

In a few days, people have not only become a luxury to take a bath, but also a problem with drinking water. The twenty-seven wells of the water office can no longer produce water.

At first people thought that those foresters who were talking about bird songs that were incomprehensible were also infected with the bad habits of businessmen, and they were hoarding goods and planned to take the opportunity to make money. When they smashed two water houses in the city center, it was difficult to even mention a drop of water in the well, they realized that the situation was serious. At this time, there was a rumor that the Khitans outside the city must have cast magic and cut off the underground river water. If they only used magic, then there might be room for maneuver. The people were offering hundreds of masters of advanced Taoism. At this time of crisis, it was they who cast magic to save the people from water and fire.

The masters all agreed generously and promised to save people. The people would naturally worship them twice as much. But soon people realized that the magic of the mages did not seem to be able to crack the magic of the Khitans, and the well gradually got to the bottom. Finally, a master with a profound Taoist wise found the crux of the crux. He stood on the top of the highest tower in the palace and pointed to a clear lake in the northwest and said, "Look at that, the Khitans were bewitched by the devil and used brute force to imprison the earth dragon in their camp."

The mage preaches the Dharma, but does not talk about brute force. If the earth dragon is plundered with brute force, it is not something that the mage can invite back. The people in the city forgive the mage, but throw the problem to the king. If you are worshipped by the people, you should make the decision for the people. In the scorching sun, millions of people knelt in the square in front of the city lord Kra, begging their king to cast spells to save them.
Chapter completed!