Ah Shan said angrily: "We have more than three thousand soldiers killed by two white flags!"

"Okay, why are you fighting for this? Isn't it glorious?" He Luohui said angrily, "Up to now in the battle of Shanyang, the situation is extremely unfavorable to me, so at this time we must not continue to fight internally, but must

We can only overcome the difficulties by working together, so we might as well adopt a compromise approach."

"What method?" Ashan and Tunqi asked at the same time.

He Luohui said: "The two white flags are each responsible for demolishing six turrets, and the remaining two turrets will be demolished by the blue flag. It will be agreed that which flag succeeds in demolishing it first, only this flag will be allowed to demolish it on the first day."

Enter and loot!"

"Agreed." Tun Qi said coldly, "We will be responsible for the two turrets beside the canal."

After the discussion was completed, the three flags went on to carry out the demolition.

While demolishing, continue to raise the earth platform for protection.

…

The brutal demolition continued for another six days.

The two white flags and the blue flag both paid a heavy price, and the Ming army's Xiangyong also suffered a lot of casualties. What's worse is that all the Menghuo oil has been used up.

Now we are forced to use straw balls, and there are still thousands of enemies to fight with wheat straw balls.

However, the killing effect is much worse than that of Menghuo oil, so the speed of demolition is obviously accelerated.

In the blink of an eye, the time came to March 24th. In the evening, Jiannu finally withdrew to the camp and dragged the cart back. All the Ming army soldiers who stood on the corner tower collapsed on the ground.

"The First Clan"

The battle at Shanjiu has been going on for half a month now.

The number of Xiangyong killed and injured exceeded 5,000.

As the number of people decreases, the load of each village hero increases accordingly.

Therefore, after a day of fierce fighting, the Xiangyong guarding the city felt a sense of exhaustion.

Yan Yingyuan was also very tired, but he couldn't sit down and rest. He had to gather the bodies of the Xiang Yong who died in the battle, place the injured Xiang Yong in place, and check and replenish various defense supplies.

When I checked the southeast corner tower, I happened to meet Zhi Tingjian.

"County Lord?" Yan Yingyuan said in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Jianheng, what do you see over there?" Zhi Tingjian pointed to the south.

Yan Yingyuan looked in the direction of Zhi Tingjian's finger, and his expression suddenly condensed. What he was most worried about had finally happened. Jiannu finally sent out partial troops to loot the surrounding towns.

Judging from the ruts left by the carriage when it ran over the ground, it was obvious that the slaves returned home with a full load.

"Jianheng, I just counted, there are more than 240 carriages in total." Zhi Ting admonished, "If one carriage contains seven stones, that is 1,900 stones of food, enough to feed the slave army for three days.

And it’s more than enough.”

After a pause, he added: "So I don't understand, where does the food come from?"

"The county magistrate really doesn't know?" Yan Yingyuan was obviously mentally prepared for this.

"How does this county know?" Zhi Tingjian probably really didn't know, so he shook his head and said, "Jianheng, do you know?"

"I know a thing or two." Yan Yingyuan said suddenly, "It's just that the Jin gentry clans couldn't trust the imperial court and were unwilling to transport all the food to the city. Instead, they found a place to hide it, but they were found by the slaves."

"These people deserve to die." Zhi Tingjian stamped his feet and said, "They are making enemies of themselves!"

Yan Yingyuan said calmly: "Your Majesty, it is meaningless to say this now. Instead of complaining here, we should prepare as many fire starters as possible to give Jiannu a head-on attack on the turret that is about to collapse!"

"Oh, yes." Zhi Tingjian woke up from his dream and said, "Now is really not the time to settle accounts with these people."

Watching Zhi Tingjian leave, Yan Yingyuan thought to himself, not only is it not the time to settle accounts now, even if Shanyang is defended, and even if the Huanghuai defense line is completely defended, it is not the time to settle accounts.

The national policy of the Holy Emperor is to rely heavily on the Jin gentry clan in the south of the Yangtze River.

But in the long run, these people will be liquidated sooner or later.

Yan Yingyuan was not only resourceful in battles, but also had a unique vision in politics. He had even seen Chongzhen's future policy strategy, which was evident from the original imperial edict issued by Chongzhen.
Chapter completed!