But Yan Ge couldn't say these words, she glanced sharply: "As a soldier of Daqi, if you can't even protect your own country, what face do you have to go back to see your parents and fellow villagers?"
Her voice was strong and powerful, and infected the soldiers around her: "As long as I, Minglan, are here, this Fengcheng will never allow people from other races to invade, and I will never take a step back."
Counselor Song Qing followed Yan Ge step by step, and waited until the excitement inspired by Yan Ge's words subsided before he said: "General, the food and grass can't last for a few days. That barbarian won't let go. There is no help coming from the side, so it is not a way to go on like this."
"I've already sent people to Wucheng." Yan Ge's words could fool those soldiers, but the court did not send reinforcements. A person like Song Qing couldn't see through the strangeness.
Having not fallen asleep for a day and a night, Yan Ge stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, and said wearily: "Three waves of messengers, but there is no reply."
Song Qing was silent for a long time before saying: "General, there are 10,000 people in the city and 30,000 troops. If the food and grass are cut off, the barbarians will be killed before the barbarians attack the city. This is not the way to go."
"Yeah, it's really not a solution." Yan Ge sighed.
"Although the gate of Wucheng is closed tightly, if the Ming army demolishes it by force, they can still tear down the gate. General, why don't Song Wei lead a team of troops to demolish the gate of Wucheng..."
Yan Ge interrupted him: "The guard of Wucheng is no longer old man Liu, but Chang Shijie, a veteran of the imperial court."
Chang Shijie and Ming Lan's father are of the same generation. The sad thing is that Ming Lan's father was invincible on the battlefield. In the beginning, and because of this, even if he was considered a general in the court later, he was still a general without any real power.
Chang Shijie and the Ming army have never dealt with each other. As long as there is a chance to step on the Ming family, he will definitely intervene.
In the last life, Emperor Yuan did not send anyone to Wucheng.
This time, Chang Shijie and 50,000 troops were sent to garrison Wucheng, which was to completely seal off Yange and the Ming army's retreat.
Song Qing looked at Yan Ge in shock after hearing the words.
In a blink of an eye, he also immediately understood that the imperial court not only wanted to abandon the general Ming Lan, but also completely wiped out the Ming army.
The soldiers defended their homes and the country with nine deaths on the battlefield. They did not die on the battlefield, but in the end they would die at the hands of the court.
Even if Song Qing was full of enthusiasm, this moment was extremely chilling.
If this matter is known to the soldiers, the morale of the army will be blown away in an instant.
"Chang Shijie felt that the Ming army would retreat and attack Wucheng a month ago, and has been arranging manpower to patrol the city. It has been a month. Even if he is not tired, his soldiers should relax their vigilance. "
Yan Ge didn't wait for Song Qing to speak, and said on his own: "For more than a month, I made the people in the city cry and beg for help under Wucheng every day."
Song Qing showed surprise: "General, are you also planning to attack Wucheng?"
Yan Ge shook his head: "Now is not the time."
She walked to the map, pointed to the boundary of the Manzi and said, "Tonight I will go out of the city with the Ming army to attack the Manzi's base camp. I will go back and forth in a day. If you don't come back tomorrow, don't even think about defending the city. After tomorrow You and Yang Kai lead people to escort the people to retreat outside Wucheng, without entering the city, within three to five days, the gates of Wucheng will open."
"General, ask Song Wei to take someone there." Song Qing stared at Yan Ge: "The general's physical condition is not suitable for battle."
(end of this chapter)