"Although cannibalism is not uncommon, he is the only one who is proud and complacent about cannibalism. He is responsible for half of the bad reputation the rebels bear."
Zhao Qinghe continued what He Yue said: "Hong Xiangqian was defeated and died, and Lu Yao gathered his remaining troops and fled south. They came to Xianling Village, not as they advertised, but to meet other people on the bank of Xianling Lake.
Two traitor generals join forces."
"These two people are Wu Shaoyi, the general of the right tent, and Pei Xinyong, the general of Hui Shui."
He Yue asked in surprise: "When will the troops meet and how many people will there be in total?"
"About tomorrow afternoon, Shuangyue Bay. The three armies combined, there will be at least four to five thousand people."
He Lingchuan felt that their father and son were really unlucky, they went out after knowing the almanac!
Is the almanac fake? The product of some black-hearted workshop?
Regardless of whether they are officers, soldiers or bandits, defeated armies are often armed and undisciplined. They burn, kill and loot along the way. They are more terrifying than bandits.
Within the next few days, Fairy Village will be swarming with rebels.
Originally, I heard that the villagers here were all fake mountain bandits, so the He family and his son still looked down upon them. After all, thieves have not fought against officials since ancient times, not to mention the fact that we have many people and strong soldiers.
He Lingchuan was even more complacent because of his several life and death adventures. He thought that the big winds and waves were coming, so what was this little trouble?
But now I know that the other party is a rebel leader, a notorious cannibal general!
The other side has 1,400 men, and three times more rebels will arrive tomorrow.
It's like a fisherman trying to catch an eel in the river. He jumped into the water, yanked it wildly, and stabbed it with a harpoon a few times. Only then did he realize that the thing was not an eel at all, but a piece of the tail of an anaconda.
tip!
Is it too late to shrink back now?
He Lingchuan also saw the expressions of the staff beside his father, who looked pale.
If you escape overnight, what is your success rate?
He Lingchuan believed that his father's fighting spirit had also died down, and it was time to start thinking of ways to escape.
The staff immediately said: "If we go down the mountain now, we may be able to catch up before the backup of the bandits from Desheng Town arrives."
Zhao Qinghe shook his head: "The fat man confessed that the thieves from Desheng Town have arrived, about 700 of them, and they are resting at Shaozi Rock, which is only five miles away from here!"
Everyone was shocked.
The two hundred bandit troops plus seven hundred backup troops were already twice as numerous as the officers and soldiers.
There are more than 400 people in the Guards, but only about 300 soldiers can actually fight. The rest are women, children and logistics, and they have basically no fighting power at all. If they really fight against the rebels, the officers and soldiers will have to concentrate on protecting them.
They can be said to be at a complete disadvantage.
Mrs. Ying and Zhu Xiuer also knew something was wrong, their faces were as white as paper.
If the officers and soldiers were defeated, the fate of these female relatives... might as well be suicide.
Hearing these numbers, He Chunhua calmed down: "If Lu Yao had the advantage, why didn't he start a war? He was attacked by Lieutenant General Zeng by the lake but he was not angry. Instead, he asked me for peace."
When he said this, He Yue immediately said: "He also wants to preserve his troops!"
"Since the armies will meet tomorrow, even if these leaders of the defeated army want to sit down with Le Rongrong to drink tea and discuss matters, they will probably have to decide their ranking according to their strength. In this situation, Lu Yao will definitely suffer losses when he fights with our army. I'm afraid he will
It affects tomorrow's plan, so I have to compromise."
In other words, the mentality of He Chunhua's army and Lu Yao's rebels are very subtle now.
Both parties want to avoid losses.
He Lingchuan glanced at his younger brother. This second brother was quite clever.
"Then there is still room for maneuver here. It is not a doomed situation." Staff Mo Zhe Jingxuan said, "But Lu Yao's so-called peaceful coexistence may only have a few hours left."
"Negotiating peace with him is like seeking skin from a tiger." He Chunhua mused, "He doesn't want to take action tonight because he doesn't want his own strength to be damaged; but when the three armies gather together tomorrow, I'm afraid they will unite to hunt us down!"
Is there any other act that can inspire thieves more than killing an army of officers and soldiers?
These defeated armies may even think that they need a big victory to lay the foundation for a successful rendezvous.
He Lingchuan's heart was heavy, and he felt as if he had returned to the battlefield in his dream. Will the despair of being surrounded by enemies and having no bright future happen again in reality this time?
In this helpless little ravine, with three hundred warriors fighting against four to five thousand people and still winning, no novel would dare to write like this.
By that time, He Chunhua and these three hundred people would be the victims of the rebels' sacrifice to heaven.
Mrs. Ying couldn't help but interject: "I can't leave now, nor can I leave tomorrow, so what should I do?" Should I sit back and wait for death?
There was silence in the dining room for a moment.
If you don't leave, you will die, and if you leave, you will die. More than 300 to 400 people of their own have fallen into a desperate situation without knowing it.
If it is said that there is no end to the road, then where is the glimmer of hope?
He Lingchuan thought of the battlefield in his dream. When the last line of carriages was about to be broken, what he felt was not despair, but a feeling of glory even in death!
They persisted until the end, and finally waited for that exciting horn.
It's the same now. It's too early to give in. There are still a few hours until dawn.
Time is money, and they still have a chance to make money.
Seeing everyone sitting dumbly in the hall, He Lingchuan coughed lightly and said to He Chunhua: "There is a huge disparity in strength. I'm afraid we won't be able to make a fuss about it ourselves. Have you considered using external forces?"
"Desheng Town, which is closest to us, has been controlled by the rebels. If you want to borrow troops, you have to go further out to Qianteng Town. I remember that there is Zhechong Mansion in Hebei, but after the battle at Woling Pass, no
We know how many soldiers are still inside." He Chunhua took a deep breath and said, "I will write a letter for help and send someone to send it down the mountain. If we can hold on until tomorrow afternoon, maybe... there is still hope."
"No... Dad, what I mean is that the rebels are not monolithic. Are the two generals named Wu and Pei very convinced of Lu Yao? Instead of counting on the unreliable Yamashita soldiers, we might as well try to borrow
Li Da Li?" Seeing everyone staring at him eagerly, He Lingchuan laughed dryly, "That's all I can think of, I'll add more."
"Chuan'er, what you said..." An idea flashed in He Chunhua's mind. After thinking about it carefully, his eyes became brighter and brighter, "It makes sense! Well, it makes sense!"
He was also confused for a moment, intimidated by the number of rebels Wu Yangyang, but he forgot that the two-thirds there were not Lu Yao's men! Although they were all rebels, the difference was huge.
He Lingchuan came up with this little bit of truth, which is like breaking the window paper. It is worthless but very useful. Mo Zhe Jingxuan followed the train of thought and figured out the key: "The army that Lu Yao gathered has 1,400 people."
However, we only brought more than 200 people to Xianling Village and left the rest in the town. Why? Because this village cannot afford to support so many people!"