The war situation in the Western Region seems to be entering a real long-term battle.
Go back and get scolded...
Zou Sheng sighed deeply.
He could already guess how their army would be reviled by the people when they returned to Yanqi.
After riding a horse and galloping for half a day, we finally gathered with the Northwest Allied Forces again.
Zou Sheng also smiled coldly when he saw these cowards.
Of course, they still don't want to go to Yanqi first... Who knows how many people there are, waiting to scold them! Zou Sheng still needs to take the blame!
As expected.
Two days later.
Yanqi City.
Tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of ordinary people had already gathered here. When they saw the demoralized and embarrassed Northwest Allied Forces returning, every one of them became angry and filled with righteous indignation.
"Traitor!"
"Kill them!"
"waste!"
"Is this how you guard the country?"
"The imperial court raises you for bread!"
"waste!"
"Shame on you!"
"Do you still have the nerve to come back?"
Suddenly, on both sides of the roadside, all kinds of yelling, all kinds of excited body movements, all kinds of exaggerated anger rushed towards me.
Various rotten vegetables, leaves, rotten eggs.
Various men dressed as women came to humiliate the soldiers who abandoned the Wusun area and "go back" to Yanqi.
The Northwest Allied Forces also lowered their heads.
They want to refute...
But how to refute?
They did lose the battle.
It is true that they were frightened by the enemy without much fighting. Indeed, they were driven back by the enemy without much effort. Indeed, they withdrew from the Wusun area without many casualties...
The country was lost so easily.
They really have no face to see these villagers and elders.
"Get out!"
"Yanqi doesn't welcome you!"
"Long Yan doesn't welcome you!"
There were more than 300,000 troops in an endless stream, but at this time, under the roar of tens of thousands of people, they didn't even dare to let go of a fart.
Prefect Yanqi was still sweating profusely at this time to maintain order at the scene.
Anyway...
He can't let these people really hurt these soldiers...
"General Zou."
Seeing that Zou Sheng had become the outlet for everyone's anger, the prefect smiled bitterly and hurriedly came forward to greet him.
Zou Sheng shook his head slowly and said nothing.
Because he really didn't know what to say.
Tactical retreat?
Strategic retreat?
Now tell these people, they know how to use a hammer.
"Master Liu, let the soldiers take a rest first. Get up tomorrow and go thirty miles out of the city to build fortifications around Paomapo!"
Zou Sheng explained briefly.
The prefect of Yanqi was now a member of the Liu family. Liu Zheng would call him uncle when he saw him. Hearing this, he nodded quickly.
When the common people saw that the soldiers were about to enter the city, they went crazy and cursed and beat them.
Zou Sheng took a deep breath.
He was yelling at the sky, but he didn't take away the rotten vegetable leaves that were thrown up on his shoulders...
He clenched his fists tightly.
Dear fellow citizens...
Don't rush...
Sooner or later, I, Zou Sheng, will take back the humiliation we suffered today several times over!
Take it back!
Zou Sheng will not be a human unless he kills all the Russian troops!