The unsustainability of cannibalism as a military means is essentially the last madness before the collapse of a military organization, rather than an operational means of war.

Therefore, Zang Ba must add a batch before the food and grass falls to the red line so that he can prevent his soldiers from falling into madness.

"The Lord... I heard that Yan's fortress was only eighty miles away..."

The military academy whispered.

Eighty miles.

It takes two days to get there in one day and a half.

Yan's.

Descendants of Confucius' disciples.

Zang Ba's Adam's apple moved.

He remembered that when he was young, he also worshipped in front of Yan's door.

Although it was not this Yan family, he also declared that he was a saint of Confucius and a family of classics.

But such a descendant of Confucius' saint asked his father to close the case as soon as possible and kill the wronged prisoner.

Everyone knew that the prisoner was wronged, but no one dared to say it. Even his father dared to kneel down and beg for some more time and delay it for a few more days...

The white plum blossoms in front of the Yan family's gate were blooming like blood.

His father led him to kneel on the bluestone steps in front of Yan's gate.

The tiny petals fell into his neck, as cold as blades.

Just like the rain falling from the sky now, it is so cold that it makes people a little crazy.

When my father was dragged out, his thin ankles made two red marks on the snow, and the suede boots of Master Yan's Qingtian were stepping on the blood mark.

...

...

It rains heavily.

Zang Ba actually knew about this Yan family fortress for a long time, but he didn't want to come at first.

Because this Yan family is not a family member and the Yan family back then, it has nothing to do with each other. The only person with the same surname may be that they both have the surname Yan.

Of course, the most important thing is that Zang Ba has now washed half of his legs, so he can't do anything bad like before.

Zang Ba was very clear about who was the Han Dynasty who was holding the right to speak now. He was definitely not the people in Pingyuan County, nor was he the noble emperor Liu Xie. Therefore, he attacked Pingyuan and even plundered the population, which was not a big problem.

Ordinary people, in Shandong, the leeks in the ground, were cut one after another, and whoever had the ability would cut it…

But Yan's family is different.

Yan's family is not a leek.

But the thorn...

After learning about Zang Ba's intention to lead the troops, Yan did not say that he would not give money or food. He just didn't know whether it was intentional or the people in Yan's fort made a mistake in their busy schedules. He sent out the so-called Yan Hui descendant who was sent to Zang Ba to deliver food and grass. When he saw Zang Ba, he refused to untie his sword. The jade pendant shone with a gentle light under the torch. "When he heard that the general was worried, he actually used the door panel as a slut. What is the embarrassment of the poor family, even this?"

Zang Ba's face had a little smirk on his face. After hearing this, he disappeared instantly, "What do you mean?"

The Yan family raised their heads and glanced at Zang Ba with a little contempt, signaling the servant to carry it into the food bag, "This kind of thing is also worthy of you."

Zang Ba's temples thundered.

The Yan family members used their sword sheath to pierce the grain bag, and the moldy corn fell down. "Didn't the general hear that poor families are not expensive, and the cook of moldy corn will become bitter?"

The wind was rotating and flying with the rain, and Zang Ba heard the sound of his teeth gritting.

"A certain Yan family got a sling with hairpins and tassels, and passed on seven-leaf ears and martens. The poems and rituals were inherited from Confucius, and the crowns and robes were exposed to Zhou Dian. They were from the heads of Guizhou, and their cypresses were not cypress coffins. They even cut sluts into coffins. Is this the etiquette contained in "The Book of Rites: Tan Gong"? The martial artists used armor to only use eagles and dogs. Although they held halberds, they were like tung trees in the cooking trunks. If there was no appraisal, wouldn't it be burned? Now, the general wears a tiger talisman, but he does this kind of miserable thing, and he is still rotting rats and sitting in the phoenix pavilion, bathing monkeys and celebrating tassels! "

The Yan son said with a sigh, raised his nostrils and looked at Zang Ba, "Didn't you hear that "only tools and names cannot be faked?"? If the general is lost, he will return..."

Zang Ba said, "Are you going to teach me a lesson?"

『After some time, a phoenix must be used to live in a pine tree, and a pine tree must be used to choose a branch of a pine tree; a tiger tent should be used to choose a successor to a bell and a tripod." The Yan family members talked happily, "Now the general's straw raincoat has not been taken off from the fields, and his robe is still dyed with millet, and he plunders the fat of the people to harm the countryside. Isn't it contrary to the teachings of "the king's system" "the title is shared with the people in the court and the people"?"

Zang Ba suppressed the anger that surged from his chest and abdomen, and whispered: "Are you finished speaking? Just get out after you finish speaking!"

The children of Yan were obviously stunned for a moment, and then became angry, "Alas, you Zang Shu! The remains of the grass and the grass are still dry, and they dare to wear purple and yellow clothes? I kindly comfort you, but you don't know how to be rude! Now you are wearing a tortoise button and calling you a general. I would rather not know that there was an ancient saying "with teeth and horns, and the front and claws are leaping back." My descendants of Yan, the pavilion trees are burning in the courtyard, and the ashes are all phoenix feathers; the inkstone in the ice well, and the dirt is a raffle. What are you? The camp gates are halberds, and the rust is plowing hoes; the begging places are fishy and chaff! There is a common saying, "The martial arts worship generals, just like the eunuchs!" Now, looking at your words and deeds, you are probably better than eunuchs! Those who punish you still know the preciousness of scriptures, and the fields and houses only know the treasures of beans and wheat! You are really unreasonable! Let's go, let's go!"

The accompanying servant suddenly sneered, and a knife wearing a ring-headed knife spitted on the scattered moldy corn.

Zang Ba's pupils fluttered blood.

He saw that the eighteen-year-old himself was holding a blood-dropped hatchet, and the eyes of the housekeeper Yan's house were sticking to his straw sandals.

When he saw him and his soldiers breaking the county, he threw the head of the county magistrate into the fire, the cheers around him were more burning than the firewood bursting in the stove.

He saw the chattering Yan's children flying up and down...

When the sword light suddenly flashed, there was a sarcastic smile on the face of the Yan family's children.

He rolled next to the grain bag with Jinxian crown, and the corner of his mouth was right next to the moldy corn.

"kill!"

The violent roars mixed with crazy shouts of excitement.

When the blood spread into Yan's fortress, everything was out of control.

Killing, blood.

Chaos, violence.

When Zang Ba entered the Yan family compound, he saw a woman with disheveled hair suddenly breaking free from her restraints and hitting the stone stake with the Yan family flag.

The banner embroidered with the "Poetry and Li Family Heirloom" fell down, covering the plasma that gushed out of her head.
Chapter completed!