Chapter 1285: Donated Food

"Based on the number of tents, Liu Chengshou's army is about 1,200 to 1,300 people. The people of Shizhoutou told me that these are basically not local soldiers, but the army brought by Liu Chengshou from the north. They have only been stationed in Shizhoutou for three years before they were able to attack the people. Usually, the military leaders also bully people in the city."

He Lingchuan nodded: "The army is like this, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Looking at Liu Chengshou's previous cowardly performance, we know that his army is not much better.

"Is Yang Meng a local?"

"Yes, Yang Meng was born in Shizhoutou. He was chosen by the Taoists when he was young and taken to learn martial arts. He returned to the city three years ago."

"No wonder Yang Meng resisted spontaneously." He Lingchuan said, "Officials from other places robbed their locals."

"People in the city say he is a good guy. He is fair in his garrison and often gives convenience to civilians."

Dong Rui talked about the army outside the city again: "My bat went to eavesdrop on the conversation between two sentinels. Yang Meng did not confront them head-on, but only sent a small group of cavalry to harass them and killed many sentinels on the periphery. So the two were very nervous and kept praying that they would be able to go back alive to change shifts." While speaking, the bat came out of Dong Rui's arms and squeaked twice. The latter said, "By the way, the vegetation there is sparse, and a sentinel also saw my bat and wanted to shoot it down to eat. It seems that the attacking party's supplies are not abundant."

After the bat became smaller, it was not even as big as a child's fist. The sentry was greedy for such a small piece of meat, and there was really not much fat in his stomach.

"Okay, let's talk about Zhao Guangzhi."

"You even want his intelligence?" Dong Rui shook his head, "It's only been three days, you want me to do so many things!"

"Among these three forces, I'm actually most concerned about Zhao Guangzhi." He Lingchuan rubbed his hands, "You must have found out clearly, right?"

Dong Rui stared at him for a long time, then smiled:

"Of course."

At this time, Wanqi Feng came in and said:

"We have sent people to spy on Liu Chengshou's camp."

He Lingchuan didn't need to order this.

Although Dong Rui was meticulous, he was not a soldier after all, and he couldn't grasp many details.

It was different when Yang Shanjun took action. After nightfall, Wanqi Feng's report was much more detailed.

Although Liu Chengshou occupied a high ground, the layout of the camp was unreasonable. For example, the location of the toilet was not completely downwind. Sometimes when the wind direction changed, the smell would flow back and the fragrance would spread ten miles.

After several rains, the tents were all soaked and twisted. The spies of Yangshan Army also found that some soldiers in Liucheng garrison were too lazy to line up, and would secretly defecate outside and then go back as if nothing had happened.

This is not only easy for the enemy to take advantage of, but also easy to pollute the environment. After all, the water source is nearby, and it has been raining recently.

Even Dong Rui despised: "Their hygiene habits are too poor!"

In addition, the Liucheng garrison also lacked food and medicine, and was robbed by Yang Meng's army again. It is obvious that Liucheng garrison had no experience in field battles, and the food was not stored separately. When Yang Meng came, he set fire to what he could not rob, causing serious losses to Liu's army.

"In fact, the two sides inside and outside the city are competing to see who can hold on." He Lingchuan concluded, "If Shizhoutou had more supplies, it would probably be Liucheng garrison that escaped in disgrace."

But there are few "ifs" in the world. Liucheng garrison knew that Shizhoutou could not continue, and if he gritted his teeth and held on for a few more days, he could reap the fruits of victory.

"Based on the current situation, Yang Meng is at a disadvantage. If I were him, I would have to worry about my own safety." He Lingchuan hooked his finger at Dong Rui, "Get some medicine?"

Dong Rui raised his eyebrows: "What medicine do you want?"

He Lingchuan whispered to him, Dong Rui clapped his hands and laughed: "It's a small matter! Who told them to be unhygienic, they deserve it!"

"I'm afraid you didn't prepare enough."

"Enough." Dong Rui grinned, "This kind of medicine, enough at any time!"

...

Two more light rains fell at night, and the wind direction changed.

There were two night attacks before, and Liu Chengshou was more vigilant, so Yang Meng didn't send anyone to disturb the camp that night.

When patrolling the west side of the city at noon, there was a gurgling sound around him. Yang Meng turned around and found that it was the sound of a bow soldier's stomach rumbling.

The soldier covered his stomach with one hand, and his stomach rumbled even louder.

Hungry, he couldn't draw the bow after two days of nothing decent.

Yang Meng had to save the 300 kilograms of food he collected three days ago. How could he dare to let the army eat it all in one meal?

Yang Meng's eyes swept over him. At this time, the personal soldier ran up and whispered in his ear: "Master Yang, the meal is ready."

"Serve it."

The personal soldier was stunned: "Ah? Yes."

When people are hungry and horses are thin, the commander usually eats in the tent to avoid the soldiers seeing and causing trouble. But Master Yang asked to bring the meal to the city gate?

After a while, the meal came.

A steaming steamer, the aroma of rice flour alone makes people salivate.

This time, it's not just one soldier who has a rumbling stomach.

Yang Meng opened the steamer and saw four or five half-yellow mixed buns, and a bowl of thin porridge. You can't scoop up two grains of rice with a spoon.

But there are a few mushrooms and a few tender leaf sprouts floating on the porridge.

"It has rained these days, and fungi have grown under the roots of the trees." The personal soldier said, "We have tried it, and it is not poisonous."

Just these things made the soldiers on the city gate drool.

Yang Meng nodded, without stretching his hand, pointed at the soldiers on the top of the city and said: "Give it all to them."

"Ah, sir, you..."

"I usually eat better than them, and I can stand hunger." Yang Meng waved his hand, "Stop talking nonsense, and divide it quickly."

A few steamed buns and a bowl of porridge were not enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of seventeen or eighteen big-bellied men.

But the way they looked at Yang Meng became more admiring.

Who didn't know that Lord Yang had shared the joys and sorrows with them?

At this moment, an arrow flew from the sky and "snatched" it nailed on the gate tower, only three feet away from Yang Meng.

"Enemy attack!" Everyone wanted to surround Yang Meng, but the latter waved his hand, "No need, it's just a command arrow."

He could see clearly that there was a piece of paper tied to the tail of the arrow.

The personal soldiers went over to pull out the arrow and untie the note, and only heard a "ding" sound, and an iron ring fell to the ground.

The quality of the paper was surprisingly good, light gold, crisp, and rustling with two flicks. Yang Meng unfolded it and saw only a few lines on it:

"Sergeant Yang is brave and trustworthy. I specially give you 500 kilograms of grain to relieve the urgent situation. Tonight, the wind rises and there is a change outside the city."

At the end of the letter, there was a dragon head pattern.

When the words "500 jin of food as a gift" came into view, Yang Meng's heart skipped a beat. He quickly picked up the iron ring and looked inside with his mind.

It was indeed a storage ring.

There were indeed ten bags of food in it, and the open pockets were full!

Although it was not all rice, there were also grains and sweet potatoes, but Yang Meng was still overjoyed.

With food in the stomach, there is no need to panic. Although 500 jin is not much, it can last for a meal!

Not to mention that there are some bacon and pickles in the storage ring. For the soldiers who have been gnawing on tree bark for several days, this is simply a hard dish!