At the foot of Wen'an City, Liao Hua has been very agitated recently.
Yuan Tan, who had been manipulated by him at first, learned to be smart at some point and retreated back to the center of Wen'an City, willing to be a tortoise.
He and Guan Hai had to build siege equipment to attack Wen'an.
After nearly ten days, the number of soldiers who fell under Wen'an City exceeded 4,000.
Under these huge casualties, even the idiot was unwilling to continue to attack with his troops.
Liao Hua had received a routine military report and knew that the battle between Changshan and Zhongshan counties was going smoothly.
On the Hejian side, Lin Feng invested the most troops, but the progress was the slowest.
Looking at the silent Wen'an City in front of him, Liao Hua wished he could grow wings and fly directly to the top of the city.
Behind him is Guan Hai, who is stupid, big, black and thick. Guan Hai, who is close to Zhang Laosan in height, is nearly a head taller than Liao Hua.
"Old Liao, you are smarter than me. You can find a way to capture Wen'an City, or trick that Yuan Tan out of the city. It would be good if I cut him in two with one knife."
Liao Hua turned his head and glared at Guan Hai: "We have tried all methods, either killing people to pile up the enemy, or besieging them for a long time. Yuan Tan is frightened by us and refuses to come out no matter what."
Guan Hai blinked his eyes and suddenly thought: "How about we pretend to withdraw our troops and then suddenly come back halfway?"
"If Yuan Shao occupies at least five counties in Jizhou at this time, Yuan Tan may still pursue us from Wen'an City with the idea of competing with us. Now, the Yuan family can barely protect themselves, how can they dare to pursue us?
Are we looking for torture?"
"It won't work this way, that won't work either, let's just live with him."
Guan Hai's ideas have always been different. Seeing that even Liao Hua didn't have any good ideas, he suddenly became excited: "It's boring to work every day. Just watch from here. I'll take a few people to walk around the Haihe River and play.
Let’s bring some fish back for drinks.”
Liao Hua was so angry that his calves twisted: "Can't you just stay here?"
"Looking at Yuan Ziqi at the top of the city every day makes me feel unhappy, so why not go out and take a walk to relax."
No matter how hard the idiot tries, most people can't stop him.
Liao Hua then thought about it and asked Guan Hai to let Guan Hai go for a break. This fool thought about it and went crazy. He really dared to rush to the top of Wen'an City with his shirt off. If something happened, he would be fine.
There is no way to stay with the main bus.
"Okay, you can go and relax if you want. Haihe is not far from here. It's enough to run back and forth in a day and a night. You are not allowed to stay outside. How can the army be in good shape if it does not lead the army during the war?"
"I know, I'm just going to catch two fat fish. When I get back, we'll make fish soup and drink it!"
While he was talking, he ran very fast, but before he finished speaking, he had disappeared.
Liao Hua shook his head and glanced at Wen'an City again. He didn't believe that Yuan Tan didn't have any flaws. He couldn't find it now.
It can show that the observation of the enemy's situation is not careful enough.
Guan Hai randomly summoned a few of his followers to accompany them, and they rushed towards the Haihe River like horses.
Liao Hua only gave him one day and one night's leave. If he didn't hurry up and miss the time, he would never be merciful in front of military law.
Less than half an hour after Guan Hai left, Liao Hua received an urgent message from Zhang He.
Liaodong Gongsundu might lead an army to attack. This news made Liao Hua's heart sink.
At present, after successive battles, the Huazi Battalion has suffered a serious attrition. The number of elites who can really fight is less than 14,000. It is not afraid to encounter the Liaodong soldiers and horses alone, but at this time, the Huazi Battalion has been reduced to pieces.
Wen'an City was surrounded and suddenly encountered Gongsun Du's attack. He was bound to suffer a heavy loss.
What should I do? Is this the only way to solve the siege of Wen'an first?
After deliberation for a long time, Liao Hua had to suppress his anger and ordered the Huazi camp to quickly assemble towards his commander's tent.
At the same time, Liao Hua vented his anger on the head of Guan Da Fool. He didn't go out early or late, but he ran to the Haihe River at this time. If he really encountered Liaodong soldiers and horses, he would at least suffer an immediate loss.
"Come here, hurry up and catch up with Deputy Commander Guan, and order him to return to the military camp as soon as possible. We have urgent military matters to discuss."
The ordering army rode in the direction of Guan Hai, and Liao Hua returned to the commander's tent and began to make arrangements to deal with the possible arrival of Gongsun Du.
In Wen'an City, Yuan Tan's face was ashen, and there was no trace of his former high-spirited appearance.
He couldn't figure it out. The fourth and third princes of the old Yuan family were so famous that they should have dominated the world. How could they be suppressed by a rude Lin Mad Dog who had come from nothing?
There are two outstanding elites in the new generation of the Yuan family in Runan, one is his father Yuan Shao, and the other is his uncle Yuan Shu.
Not only was his father the legitimate son and eldest grandson, but he also dominated Yuan Shu in terms of talent and communication. But now, his father, who was known as the rising star of the Yuan family, had been almost wiped out from the political map of the Han Dynasty by Mad Dog Lin.
But the clan uncle Yuan Shu, who had never defeated his father even once since he was a child, became famous in Yangzhou. He controlled two counties and fought hard with Sun Jian, Liu Yao, Wang Lang, Yan Baihu and others.
Almost.
Just when Yuan Tan was hiding alone in his study and feeling sorry for himself, someone came to report from outside the door.
"My eldest son, a secret message has arrived."
Yuan Tan didn't want to look at it at all. What else can Dad do now? The letter is not the same as before. As long as you keep it, there will be a solution. Then come and give it a try.
The wolves and tigers of Lin's army outside the city are all fierce and ferocious, especially the big black man who leads the army. The weapon in his hand can't be called a big sword. It's just an iron door panel. It whirls in the wind and wipes.
Faced with death, many of Yuan's soldiers became victims of the sword.
"My lord, are you still in the room? I have a secret message delivered from Gaoyang City. My lord,
Son, big..."
"Why are you howling!" Yuan Tan opened the door with a constipated expression on his face.
I took the letter from my father from the hands of the confidant, tore it open flatly and scanned it up and down before my eyes. I was about to throw it aside when my eyes suddenly lit up.
He held the letter in front of his eyes and read it carefully word for word, and a proud smile suddenly appeared on Yuan Tan's face.
"Hahahaha, dad is really a genius. Why don't Mad Dog Lin die now? Kill him, kill him!"
The followers were so frightened that they backed away. The eldest son was overwhelmed by the pressure of the siege. He looked like he was crazy.
After venting the depression in his chest, Yuan Tan hurriedly ordered his personal followers: "Gather all the generals to discuss matters at the General's Mansion, and be ready to go out of the city to pursue Lin Jun at any time."
The attendant secretly shrank his neck, and it was over. The eldest son was indeed crazy, and he even blurted out crazy things.
Being pinned to the ground and rubbed by Lin Jun all the time, being able to defend Wen'an City was considered a blessing from the ancestors. Why did he still dream of counterattack in broad daylight?
However, the personal followers did not dare to disobey the eldest son's orders casually. During this period, the eldest son had a bad temper and had already beheaded three or four people because he did not deliver the order in time. Isn't it a good thing to live?
Looking at his entourage who followed the order, Yuan Tan excitedly waved his fists to the sky. The situation is changing. Come to my house this year, Mad Dog Lin, you wait. When I come to Pingyuan City, your lovely wife and concubine will be here.
I want to favor you one by one in front of you.
Fortunately, Yuan Tan never mentioned this thought to anyone, otherwise as long as a few words reached Lin Feng's ears, Yuan Shao would have been waiting for the white-haired man to send the black-haired man away!
If he dares to take advantage of Lin Feng's family, no one in this world can save him.
Putting aside Wen'an City, after leaving the military camp, Idiot Guan completely let himself go like an eagle escaping its cage and a tiger leaving its prison.
What was the status of the old manager before?
Leading a brigade of Yellow Turbans across Qingxu, they can attack wherever they want, regardless of heaven or earth.
But since I followed Lin Feng, I had to be controlled and controlled. Even drinking had to be taken off from the military camp before I could have a good drink.
Although in his stupid mind, he never thought about complaining, but once in a while, he was free to let off the air, which still made the big fool happy.
The horse was already running with its hooves in the air and dripping with sweat, but Guan Hai still felt that he could not run fast enough. He wished he could reach the bank of the Haihe River in one step, catch two big fish, cook a pot of fish soup, and drink the wine until the sky is dark.
The more he thought about it, the more he wanted it, and the more he wanted it, the more he thought about it. If it weren't for the fear of breaking the horse, Guan Hai would have taken out his sword and slapped the horse's buttocks.
If it hadn't been for the sudden and extremely depressing sound of horses hanging bells coming from ahead, Guan Hai would never have reined in his horse to stop.
"Xu~~~~"
Guan Hai, who had been in battle for a long time, turned over and dismounted from his horse, lying on the ground with his ear to the ground and carefully feeling the front.