Chapter 653: About to Break Out

In fact, Shang Ji still underestimated the power of the plague. At noon on the fifteenth day, the Xianbei army stopped attacking, and at the same time stopped the practice of throwing plague corpses at each other.

According to Qian Huan's report and the aerial reconnaissance of Feifeng Huoqi, the Xianbei coalition forces have dozens of tribes, large and small, and almost none of them did not break out of the plague.

At present, the Xianbei army's morale is slack, and it is only one step away from the collapse of the whole army.

If it wasn't for them not knowing the actual situation of the Pingzhou Army, and still holding the idea that the Pingzhou Army would die from the plague outbreak, and then pick up huge sums of money without any effort, they would have collapsed at this time.

In fact, many small tribes who felt that they had no hope of participating in the meat division had long been frightened by the plague and had already begun to break away from the coalition forces.

Here I have to mention the chaotic command system of the coalition forces.

Originally, Quan Sacrifice, as the supreme commander of the coalition forces, could not enforce orders and prohibitions, but he could still maintain a considerable degree of order. However, with the exposure of the treasury incident, Quan Ji was dismissed by all the tribes, and the coalition entered the stage of joint command.

The so-called joint commander is actually the leaders of a few of the most powerful large-scale tribes discussing together, reaching a roughly unified conclusion, and then implementing it.

With such a sloppy commanding method, it is natural to imagine how much specific execution strength can be achieved.

The Xianbei army was full of contradictions. Many small and medium-sized tribes and even large tribes themselves would not listen to the orders issued by the joint command. If this were not the case, the plague in the Xianbei army would not have spread so quickly.

A normal army, as long as it has basic medical capabilities and relatively correct coping methods, even though encountering a plague will cause morale to plummet and combat power to plummet, it is impossible to be directly collapsed by the plague!

Isolate infected soldiers in time, reduce unnecessary travel and contact between battalions, eat clean food, and strictly prevent epidemics. These would have been very simple countermeasures, any normal army can do it. But in the chaotic mode of the Xianbei Allied Forces, none of these simple means could be implemented.

Due to various messy reasons, many small and medium-sized tribes not only did not cooperate with the epidemic prevention, but instead concealed the epidemic situation in their own tribes. Some tribes that already had enmity even used beggar-thy-neighbor to stumbling each other.

But now Xianbei has also tasted the evil results of this approach. The millions of Xianbei troops are almost paralyzed, completely losing the ability to actively fight. Being able to barely maintain the whole line without collapsing is already the result of the day and night hard work of the only remaining Xianbei priests led by Quan Jiji.

At present, Quan Sacrifice plays the role of Xi Zhicai in the Xianbei Army. However, he does not have the right to live and die like Xi Zhicai, let alone the sufficient material supply that Xi Zhicai has.

He could only use some methods unique to priests to prevent and drive away the epidemic, and the effect of the individual was still very good, but there were only a hundred or so Xianbei priests left, which were not even a drop in the bucket among the millions of coalition forces.

The Xianbei Allied Forces commanded the camp, and all the high-ranking Xianbei nobles were gloomy, and the brazier was crackling, but no one spoke.

Every once in a while, a priest muttered something, Cui activated his mana, and a light green ripple appeared to disperse the possible epidemic.

"I don't know what's going on in the city. Are the Han people dead?" A Xianbei nobleman said in a hoarse voice, as if feeling that the atmosphere was too oppressive.

"Hurry up, the total number of our warriors who died in battle and disease is close to one million. How many people are there in the Han Dynasty? It must be the end of the battle!"

Another Xianbei nobleman who was dozing off heard the words, opened his eyes, revealing bloodshot eyeballs, and his voice was like a savage.

"We... can't hold on any longer!"

Another Xianbei nobleman heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said bitterly.

"If you can't hold it, you have to hold it! If you can't hold it, you will have everything. If you can't hold it, hehe, if you can't hold it, you will go to hell together!" The nobleman who spoke just now suddenly stood up, looking around the big tent like a wolf. , snapped.

Everyone was silent when they heard the words, and sighed in unison. In the end, only the voice of the priests casting spells remained in the big tent.

At this time, the Xianbei Allied Forces are like bewildered gamblers,

The entire army suffered heavy casualties and was plagued by plague. If he can successfully get the rumored five billion gold, then everything will be easy to say, and the death of these millions of troops will not be a loss.

Human life is worthless in Xianbei!

But if you don't get any money in the end, or if you get too little money that doesn't meet expectations, the soldiers outside the big account will immediately mutiny and kill them all!

At present, the Xianbei coalition forces can continue to besiege the city despite the plague. On the one hand, the priests of Quan are desperately maintaining it, and most importantly, they rely on the generous promises of the leaders of various ministries.

In order to maintain morale, the leaders of the various ministries made high promises to the tribe soldiers that they could not refuse. If the promises can be fulfilled smoothly, then everything will be fine. If not, the angry soldiers will chop them into pieces!

The Xianbei Allied Forces were already in trouble. Even if there were a few more rational people who wanted to retreat, they were coerced by the half-crazed chiefs of various tribes and could not get out at all.

So, how much damage did the plague, which the Xianbei coalition forces placed high hopes on, cause to the Pingzhou army?

So far, the number of deaths due to the epidemic is zero!

Not only that, when the surrounding plague intensified, and even threatened to destroy the city, the number of people infected by the plague in the Pingzhou Army dropped to less than a hundred.

Of course, corresponding to this is the rapid consumption of medicines and powders such as Quwen Dan and Quwensan stored by the Pingzhou Army. According to Xi Zhicai's statistical estimates, at the current terrifying consumption rate, it will not last for five days.

However, five days is more than enough.

At 9:38 tomorrow morning, the countdown to the destruction of Dragon City ends!

"How is the situation outside the city? Has the breakout route been drawn up?" In the big tent, the Pingzhou Army held the last high-level meeting in Dragon City.

"It's ready. According to the joint investigation of Feifenghuqi and Qianhuan, Feng Xiao, Baishou, Zilong, and Ziyi have jointly planned a most suitable breakout route to ensure nothing goes wrong."

The ability to effectively control the plague is due to Xi Zhicai. Without him, even if there is sufficient Plague Repelling Pill, it is impossible to miraculously control the number of infected people to less than a hundred.

"Sir, you've worked hard recently. Take a good rest tonight and recharge your spirits. After Dragon City is destroyed, it doesn't mean everything will be fine. We still have a lot to do."

"Well, this subordinate understands." Xi Zhicai nodded haggardly.

"Bai Shou, how is the situation of the Xianbei coalition forces? How much strength is there now? Will it pose a fatal threat to our breakout?"

Hearing this, Chen Guan stood up, cupped his hands slightly, and said, "The plague of the Xianbei coalition forces is rampant, and the coordination between the ministries is extremely poor. Morale is low and the army's morale is low. The combat power is less than 30% of the normal level, which is very conducive to our breakthrough."

"Don't be careless, order Payne to let the undead army defend the city tonight. Only a small number of normal troops are left to guard the city, arrange for the soldiers to rest, and prepare for tomorrow's breakout."

"Yes, my lord!"

"By the way, how is Haoyue? Is there any unusual movement?"

"No, Miss Haoyue hasn't stepped out of the temple in the past half month. She is usually playing the piano or making tea on weekdays, and there is nothing unusual about it."

"That's it!" Shang Ji pondered for a while when he heard the words, and then said: "I will visit in person later, and ask her to prepare to break through."

"Generals, breaking out of the siege battle tomorrow is of great importance. The situation in the battle is turbulent and unpredictable. No one can guarantee that everything will be safe. If you will unfortunately die in battle tomorrow..."

"My lord!"

Before Shang Ji finished speaking, everyone was shocked and exclaimed in unison.

"Be safe and don't be impatient! Be safe and don't be impatient! This is just a hypothesis, you don't have to worry. Besides, you will have a treasure in your body, and you can be resurrected even if you die in battle, so don't worry." Shang Ji waved his hand with a smile, signaling to everyone sit down.

He has a chance to be reborn from the ashes, and he also has a perfect double doll. Even if the normalization has been completed, you are still not afraid of death.

In fact, when it came to a critical moment, he could still use Mo Xie's emotional skills to run away directly. Of course, it is impossible to use this skill until the last moment.

"Suppose this general dies in battle, then General Liu Yi will be in charge of commanding the entire army, followed by Zilong, Ziyi, Huchen, Yanchen, and Uncle Wu. Do you understand?"

Looking around at the crowd, Shang Ji asked in a calm voice.

"I will obey the command of the lord!" Several people looked at each other and said in unison.

"Evil, tomorrow your main task is to lead the guards of the evil gods to protect Mr. Zhicai and the soldiers who have not recovered from the epidemic. Do you have any objections?"

"The last general obeys the order!" Dian Wei came out and said.

"Well, very good. Tomorrow we need to pass through the epidemic area to break through the siege. Before and after the breakout, all soldiers, including war horses, will take the plague-dispelling pill to drive away the plague. It is necessary to ensure the safety of the army."

"Yes, my subordinates will keep in mind."

"If you don't have anything to do, go down and rest first, and recharge your spirits. There is still a big battle waiting for us tomorrow!"

"I'll take my leave!"

After sending the generals away, Shang Ji brought Guo Biao and Dian Wei to the Shaman Temple.

Since the first meeting, Shang Ji hadn't been here, mainly because he was too afraid of Haoyue.

After seeing Haoyue, Shang Ji uncharacteristically fell asleep on the chair, and fell asleep for two hours. This kind of weird scene had to make Shang Ji suspect that Haoyue had tampered with. Shang Ji didn't want to come here unless necessary.

"Miss Haoyue hasn't rested yet?" Shang Ji heard a melodious piano sound when he came to the temple.

As soon as Shang Ji's words fell, before the soldiers in charge of guarding had time to respond, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and then a leisurely and pleasant voice sounded: "The general is here, and I am far away to welcome you. Forgive me. I just prepared some fragrant tea, and I invite the general to taste it."

Shang Ji was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then waved his hand and led Dian Wei and Guo Biao into the room.

In the main hall, Haoyue was still wearing a light gauze mask, holding a pipa in her arms, and tea-making tools were placed on the low table in front of her, green smoke curled up slowly, and a faint fragrance of tea filled the hall drifting.

"Sit down, general. Let my concubine pour tea as a general." Haoyue knelt on the ground, and the pipa in her arms had disappeared when she spoke.