An hour later, the people of Pitz sounded the horn to withdraw their troops.
The moment the horn sounded, excited cheers rang out again from the Qingyuan Pass defense city.
Because in this hour, the Pitz people launched two more attacks, still using the strategy of cooperating with wooden curtain chariots and trammel vehicles. However, because of the gold juice, the Pitz people made little progress, but still continued to attack. Many soldiers were injured, which greatly affected morale.
Soon, the Chinese army opened its tent.
Chai Yan and the four generals, as well as Fan Xingwang, Pang Zhenbei, Zhan Pu and other generals, all gathered in the camp.
Pang Zhenbei looked the most excited, and said with joy: "Everyone, tell me, are those Pitz national dogs about to be pissed to death now? Hahahaha..."
Zhan Pu smiled and nodded: "Of course! We taught you a lesson with golden juice. You must have fainted from anger at this moment! Haha..."
The words of the two people were immediately approved by others, and the camp was filled with laughter.
"Okay, okay, don't laugh. I don't know what new tricks the people of Pitz will play in the future. We must not take it lightly." Fan Xingwang was still very sober.
After saying that, Fan Xingwang looked at Chai Yan. Seeing Chai Yan lower his head slightly in thought, he asked: "Taoist Priest, what are you thinking about?"
Chai Yan then raised his head and said: "General Fan, could you please tell me how many days of gold juice is enough in the camp?"
Seeing Chai Yan asking questions, the camp immediately became quiet.
Fan Xingwang calculated in his mind and replied: "If it takes three or four days, it shouldn't be a problem."
Although there are more than 2,000 people in the camp and a lot of excrement is produced every day, if it is used at the same rate as today, it will be consumed quite quickly.
Chai Yan nodded and said seriously: "That should be enough. In the past few days, Pindao will concentrate on developing the poison smoke balls, hoping to complete it before the golden juice runs out."
Fan Xingwang immediately clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Taoist Master!"
"Thank you, Master!" "Thank you, Master!"
Pang Zhenbei, Zhan Pu and others immediately clasped their fists and said politely.
Chai Yan bowed his seal and returned the greeting, then said: "General Fan, the new road to the pass must be completed in these two days. Everyone should have discovered just now that the transportation of materials has been seriously affected due to the road. If the speed can be faster, it will greatly slow down the speed of the people of Pitz building mountains."
"Yes, the Taoist priest is right. If this road has been built, the gold juice and firewood can be transported up by truck, which can save a lot of time." Pang Zhen North Road.
Others held the same view and believed that the new road, which could be driven by cars, must be repaired immediately.
Seeing that everyone was unanimous, Fan Xing immediately said: "General Pang, General Zhanpu, you two will take turns on duty tonight. We will double the original number and make sure to build the road as soon as possible."
"Yes, General Fan." Pang Zhenbei and Zhan Pu accepted the order in unison.
Later, Fan Xingwang issued various orders...
For example, you need to prepare more dry firewood to avoid cutting off the fire source when cooking the golden juice;
Another example is that the manufacturing and storage of bamboo javelins cannot be stagnant, because when the people of Pitz finished building the mountain and began a formal siege, the bamboo javelin was still a powerful weapon.
In short, Fan Xingwang has considered all aspects of the problem.
After all the military matters were explained, a soldier suddenly came to report: "General Fan, the chief cook is outside asking to see you, saying he has something important to do."
"Chief cook?" Fan Xingwang secretly felt strange. He didn't know why the chief cook came to him.
After thinking for a while, Fan Xingwang said: "Let him come in."
After the soldiers left, they quickly led a gang leader into the camp.
After the other party saluted, Fan Xingwang asked: "What's the matter? Tell me..."
The chief cook said, "General Fan, we are out of pot!"
"No pot? What pot?" Fan Xingwang didn't understand.
The chief cook was very anxious and immediately said: "General Fan, just now you asked people to take away all the iron pots used for cooking in the kitchen and cook...what else? Now we have to cook in the kitchen.
There are no more pots available."
Only then did Fan Xingwang realize what was going on. The more than 100 iron pots in the kitchen had been moved to boil gold sauce, which made cooking rice and vegetables a difficult problem.
Fan Xingwang couldn't help frowning and murmured in a low voice: "Yeah, how could I forget about this..."
After thinking about it for a while, Fan Xingwang said: "In this case, you go to the nearby village to buy some iron pots first and come back for emergencies. After tonight, I will send someone to Haoyue City to pick up a new batch of iron pots early tomorrow morning."
The chief cook secretly complained in his heart, saying that he was just the head cook, and it was really troublesome to have to look for pots everywhere.
However, the chief cook did not dare to say these words, so he had no choice but to agree and then left the camp.
After the chief cook left, Pang Zhenbei said worriedly: "What should we do? It seems that we won't be able to eat for a while!"
Jimo Qiao stood next to Chai Yan. After hearing this, he couldn't help but said: "General Pang, you have a really good appetite. After all the trouble you just put in, you still have the appetite to eat. If it were me,
, even if delicacies from mountains and seas are served now, I can’t eat them.”
"Ha ha ha ha......"
As soon as Jimo Qiao's words came out, everyone in the tent burst into laughter. Even Chai Yan and Fan Xingwang laughed together.
Pang Zhenbei suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so he scratched the back of his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Miss Mo Yu, you are so tired after this day. Isn't it normal to be hungry?"
Jimo Qiao nodded and said: "It's normal! But hunger is hunger, and appetite is appetite. When you are hungry, you may not have an appetite, and when you have an appetite, you may not be hungry! What I said is correct, right?"
"That's right." Zhan Pu immediately gave a thumbs up and nodded: "Miss Mo Yu, what you said is so right and makes so much sense!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhan Pu looked at Pang Zhenbei and said deliberately: "He is not taboo about these things. If you let him squat by the latrine, he can eat it."
"Go, go, go to hell!" Pang Zhenbei immediately became unhappy and retorted: "You're just squatting by the latrine to eat!"
"Hahaha..." Zhan Pu immediately became happy.
"Miss Mo Yu, actually I..."
Pang Zhenbei then wanted to explain a few words to Jimo Qiao, but Jimo Qiao didn't give him a chance and immediately said: "Actually, I'm also hungry, but I really have no appetite. Everyone, please listen carefully.
Look, the smell just now hasn’t dissipated yet. The only one who can think about eating at this time is our mighty general!"
Jimo Qiao deliberately emphasized the word "Mighty General", which is obviously a hint of the word "Mr. Mighty".
"Miss Mo Yu, you..." Pang Zhenbei knew that he could not win against Jimo Qiao, so he could only turn away and waved his hands unhappily: "Okay, okay, I can't tell you, I won't say
Is the head office ready?"
Pang Zhenbei looks like a child who has been wronged but has nowhere to complain.
Chai Yan touched Jimo Qiao lightly and whispered: "Tsk! That's too much..."
Jimo Qiao shrank his neck, stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
Chai Yan apologized: "General Pang, it was Mo Yu who was rude just now. Pindao apologizes to you on her behalf."
Pang Zhenbei turned to look at Jimo Qiao and said in a rough voice: "I'm fine. As the saying goes, a good man won't fight with a woman, so I have to let her!"
"Hey! You..." Jimo Qiao remembered his accent as soon as he heard this.
Chai Yan immediately grabbed Jimo Qiao and gave her a heavy look, as if to say: Okay, please stop talking, little aunt!
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