At this point, including the newly joined civilian laborers, as well as the rescued refugees, craftsmen and others, Pei Xiaoer has a total of nearly 20,000 people at his disposal.

With these 20,000 people and the more than 10,000 large vehicles they found, the army moved a huge amount of transportation and was very efficient. It didn't take long for most of the supplies to be transported away.

In the end, only some things that were really inconvenient to carry and couldn't be taken away were left, and they were all burned cleanly. Nothing should be left to the treasonous traitors.

On the way to evacuate, compared with when we came, there were more people and more supplies, so the speed of travel naturally slowed down.

Pei Xiaoer saw this in his eyes and was anxious in his heart. This was not going to work. If he continued like this, he would be discovered by the Fan family's servants who were attacking Yinquan Mountain before they could reach a safe place. If they came after them and were defeated, they would be defeated.

That's a big joke.

"Where is the king's road? How many days has it been? Even if you crawl, you should have crawled over, right? Send someone to urge them to speed up the progress." Pei Xiaoer said dissatisfied to the captain of the soldiers beside him, Hu Shi'an.

"Yes, I will send someone to urge you immediately."

On the other side, Pei Zhuer, who was in Hidden Spring Mountain, fell into the biggest crisis in his life.

As early as two days ago, Feng Kebin, the head of the Fan family at the foot of Yinquan Mountain, made a sneak attack on Pei Zhuer's tribe at night. He was caught off guard and was not discovered by Pei Zhuer's soldiers until Feng Kebin arrived at the gate of the village.

On one side were the Fan family's servants who had been under repair for a long time and had a large number of people; on the other side was Pei Zhu'er's tribe who had suffered heavy losses after days of hard fighting and had less than 400 people. The two sides started a fierce battle at the gate of the village.

The battle lasted until dawn, and in the end, relying on the relatively strong village gate, Pei Zhuer's tribe was able to reluctantly intercept the majority of the Fan family's servants outside the village gate.

In fact, rather than stopping him, it is better to say that Feng Kebin was afraid of too many casualties. If necessary, he postponed his attack and waited for the cannon to be transported up from the mountain. By then, with the advantage of the cannon, he could capture a mere village gate.

Isn't it so easy?

At this moment, Pei Zhuer also had a premonition that the village gate could no longer be defended. He became fierce and ordered all the craftsmen who had not yet evacuated, as well as food and baggage and other materials to be transported to the cave where weapons and armor were originally stored.

Unable to defend it any longer, he retreated to the cave and continued to resist.

Soon, the servants of the Fan family at the foot of the mountain, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, he pushed the red cannon up the mountain. There were five cannons in a row. The accompanying gunners immediately started to work, cleaning the cannons, loading gunpowder,

Load live ammunition and aim.

Following a short and powerful word "release", there were only five booming sounds and five artillery shells, carrying unparalleled power, rushing towards the village gate not far away. In an instant, the wooden

The village gate was as fragile as paper and shattered to the ground.

The remaining power of the shells did not diminish, and they continued to rush towards General Pei behind the village gate. Everywhere they touched, whether it was the thighs, arms, or chest, were like paper, being pierced instantly. The speeding shells,

Wrapped in blood and flesh, it was stopped until it hit a rock on the mountain.

It was the first time Pei Zhuer saw the power of artillery. It was truly beyond the reach of human power. For the first time, he doubted whether he could defend it for a month.

Before he had time to think about it, Pei Zhuer shouted at the top of his lungs: "Quick, everyone retreat to the cave."

At this moment, boom, boom, boom, five more cannons rang out. Since the gate of the village had been shattered, the artillery fire extended. The shells passed directly through the broken villages and flew towards the Pei family army who was evacuating in an emergency.

"General, retreat quickly," Wang Zhiliang shouted anxiously when he saw that Pei Zhu'er was at the back and was about to retreat. Suddenly, the voice suddenly stopped, and a shell was seen quickly passing through Wang Zhiliang's chest and flying forward.

Wang Zhiliang's body was like a piece of rag, flying high into the air, and then fell heavily to the ground without even letting out a scream.

Pei Zhu'er watched Wang Zhiliang die tragically in front of him, and he didn't know what it was like. A few days ago, Wang Zhiliang had persuaded him to take the opportunity to escape, and he even kicked him at that time.

In the meantime, he had already died on the battlefield.

Boom boom boom, five more artillery shells struck, and after taking away a few more unlucky ones, Pei Zhuer led the remaining Pei family troops and finally escaped into the cave.

Pei Zhu'er, who had just escaped into the cave, immediately mobilized the craftsmen and soldiers in the cave. Everyone worked together to block the entrance of the cave with stones, and then sat softly on the ground, breathing heavily.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Pei Zhuer roughly counted the remaining soldiers of the Pei family army around him. This count almost made Pei Zhuer cry. There were originally more than 400 to 500 people, but now they can escape into the cave.

Including himself, there were only more than one hundred and twenty soldiers left, and the others were probably in bad luck.

On the contrary, the craftsmen, since they retreated to the cave earlier, most of them stayed and are now staring at Pei Zhuer in horror.

At this time, the servants of the Fan family outside the cave had also wiped out other areas in the stronghold, and the army surrounded the cave.

Several cannons pushed forward, and then roared non-stop towards the entrance of the cave, as if they were about to engulf the entire cave. However, the stones at the entrance of the cave were smashed into pieces under the baptism of gunfire, and the falling stones were scattered.

In the gaps between the large stones, the huge wall at the entrance of the cave was reinforced.

Seeing that the artillery was ineffective, Feng Kebin mobilized his manpower and used the smoke method to blow smoke into the cave, trying to use the thick smoke to force the Pei army out of the cave or smoke them alive. However, the effect of this method was not good.

, the rising smoke was blown away by the howling north wind on the top of the mountain, and not much smoke entered the cave.

In desperation, Feng Kebin could only choose the stupidest but most effective method, which was to directly surround the entrance of the cave. After all the people inside died of thirst and starvation, the Fan family soldiers could win without a fight.

Although Feng Kebin's strategy was slow to take effect, it was extremely effective. When Pei Zhuer ordered an emergency evacuation to the cave, he could only evacuate all the people into the cave as much as possible, and he didn't bring much food, drinking water, etc.

By the second day after Pei Zhu'er was besieged, the water in the cave was almost exhausted. Without food, he could survive for a few days. But without water, it would be really fatal. Everyone in the cave had their mouths turned white.

, cracking, swallowing saliva one by one, but even so, the throat is still smoking with thirst.
Chapter completed!