"It's just that before, because that group of bandits always wanted to negotiate peace with us, that's why this mission of suppressing bandits was delayed for so long."
"Originally, I wanted to surround but not fight, and then let the grassroots strongmen in the stronghold disorganize themselves. Finally, I wanted to obediently hand over the batch of crossbows and Song Dynasty craftsmen."
"In this way, we can also avoid battle losses to the greatest extent."
"But now it seems that this strategy no longer works."
"The stalemate with that group of grassroots bandits for many days has left a very big gap in the food and fodder for our army."
"If Qingfeng Mountain cannot be captured within three days, I am afraid that our nearly 10,000 Liao warriors will all starve."
"So now, I plan to..."
As Yelu Nanxian spoke, he turned his head with a faint smile and looked at Yelu Zonglei who seemed to understand.
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On the other hand, the movement on the other side of the Great Jin Kingdom's headquarters is much calmer.
In the handsome tent.
The three Wanyan brothers are Wanyan Zongwang, Wanyan Zongbi and Wanyan Zonghan.
Daily life is both monotonous and joyful.
After drinking the last meal, wait for the next meal, and after drinking the next meal, wait for tomorrow.
Every day, I never stop having good wine and good meat.
After finishing the meat he brought with him, he ate the wild game in the mountains and forests.
It's not that they like this kind of life, but that right now, these cavalrymen from the Great Jin Kingdom really have no better way to spend their time.
Originally, they came here just to take advantage of the situation.
When the Liao cavalry fought with their opponents in a bloody battle and were about to take back the crossbow equipment and Song craftsmen, they disguised themselves as bandits and plundered them.
In the end, the goal was to snatch away all those things without offending the Liao Kingdom.
But what about now?
Those two groups actually started negotiating secretly!
This immediately made the three Wanyan brothers quite disappointed.
After he continued to send out spies to find out information, he drank heavily every day.
night.
The west wind was blowing in a whooshing way, hitting people's bodies with a chilly chill.
It was already late at night, but Song Jiang, Wu Yong, and Gongsun Sheng were still sitting in Zhongyi Hall, thinking hard.
As the military advisor of the entire Qingfeng Village, Wu Yong didn't have a solution to the predicament in his mind.
But his method, as soon as he explained it to everyone, was boycotted by everyone.
Although everyone living in Qingfeng Mountain is not innocent.
There are countless shady things you do on a daily basis.
But what if they were allowed to surrender to those alien races with their families?
Even if they died in battle, they would never agree to such a thing.
People like them may not be good people, but they are absolutely unwilling to betray their ancestors.
From then on, Wu Yong, who was called Zhi Duoxing, was at his wits end.
At this time, they could only stare at each other with big eyes and small eyes, with mixed feelings in their hearts.
Song Jiang slowly stood up from the solid wooden Taishi chair.
Walking around, I arrived at the door of the hall.
Looking into the distance, where the biting west wind was blowing the battle flag, he sighed with a blank look on his face.
"I think back then, Zhou Yu, the commander-in-chief of the Wu Kingdom, who had the help of Dongfeng, and Cao Cao, who could be burned with a single fire, had less than a hundred men in his million-strong army!"
"But today, I, Song Jiang, can only sit back and wait for death while looking at the howling west wind!"
"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"
Song Jiang's voice not only startled the guards standing at the door, but also startled Wu Yong and Gongsun Sheng, who were sitting in the Zhongyi Hall and sighing secretly.
The two of them thought that their eldest brother was crazy because of this incident.
So at this moment, people came out of the hall one after another.
Since Gongsun Sheng was walking faster, he came to Song Jiang first and advised him not to be so excited, as there would always be a way.
But just when Wu Yong wanted to go over and persuade Song Jiang, he asked him to pay attention to the military flag in the distance, flapping in the west wind.
Suddenly, Wu Yong was stunned.
Something seemed to have occurred to him in his head, but that thought was fleeting.
Even though Wu Yong frowned and thought about it for a long time, he still couldn't remember where that spiritual light came from.
But at this moment, he suddenly remembered what Song Jiang had just said, so he took Song Jiang's arm and said urgently:
"Brother, can you say what you just said to me again?"
At this time, Song Jiang was annoyed and just wanted to refuse Wu Yong's inexplicable request.
But when he saw Wu Yong's serious expression, he was startled.
Then he said tentatively:
"I'm not willing to accept it, I'm not willing to accept it?"
When Wu Yong heard this, he shook his head repeatedly.
"Brother, it's not this sentence, it's the previous sentence."
Song Jiang blinked twice.
"But today, I, Song Jiang, can only sit back and wait for death while looking at the howling west wind!"
Song Jiang saw that Wu Yong was speechless, so he said another sentence.
"I think back then, Zhou Yu, the commander-in-chief of the Wu Kingdom, who had the help of Dongfeng, and Cao Cao, who could be burned with a single fire, had less than a hundred men in his million-strong army!"
As soon as Song Jiang finished speaking, Wu Yong's eyes suddenly widened.
Then, he looked at Brother Song Jiang standing opposite with a look of panic.
"Brother, fire, fire!"
"If, if my guess is correct, that group of Daliao cavalry will use fire attack tactics against us tonight!"
"Quick, tell the brothers in the stronghold not to sleep anymore and get up quickly to prepare fire-extinguishing tools."
"If we do it too late, then our Qingfeng Village will..."
When Wu Yong said this, shouts came one after another from the direction of the village entrance.
The voice was so urgent and frightening that it reached Song Jiang and others almost instantly.
And what came with that voice was a little leader who was responsible for guarding the gate of the village.
When the little leader saw Song Jiang, he immediately reported to him, panting, the extremely frightening scene that happened at the gate of the village.
At this moment, the rockets filling the sky were almost swallowing up the gate of Qingfeng Village.
Everywhere you looked, there was a blaze of fire.
In a short time, the entire village gate will be burned to ashes.
When Song Jiang learned the news, his eyes darkened and he almost fainted.
When he came back to his senses, he quickly ordered Wu Yong and Gongsun Sheng to mobilize all the people in the stronghold who could move to the stream to fetch water.
Fortunately, when Qingfeng Village was first built, a mountain spring was discovered about halfway up the mountain.
Although the spring is not very big, the water flow is very fast.
At this time, if thousands of people in the entire village were mobilized immediately and rushed to the stream to fetch water to put out the fire, the fire might be extinguished before the fire burned down the village gate.