Thanks to the leader of the leader of the book, "The moon rises and the boat is cold and the cold, 00 thoughts are leisurely" for becoming the leader of this book!

The smoke and dust dissipated, and Jubaoshanwei still did not attack.

Seeing the enemy on the city wall running in panic, Wang He asked in confusion: "Xinghe Bo, you can do it in one go!"

"What to do?"

Fang Xing ordered: "Lin Qun'an, each part is two, one front and back city gates to block their way out!"

Jubaoshan Guard immediately split into two parts, and part of them began to circle the city.

The smoke of gunpowder is still choking, and a short battle has determined life and death.

"We want food and grass."

Fang Xing only explained one sentence.

Wang He thought for a while and said, "Are you afraid that they will be anxious to jump over the wall?"

Fang Xing pointed to the soldiers who went to collect the enemy's war horses and said, "They were mostly carrying a lot of food and grass before, but it was obvious that Pugu and Wuen were not ready to leave anything for us at all, so don't force them too much, give them some hope, and then they will naturally despair."

"What will the desperate person do?"

Fang Xing glanced at the top of the city and rode his horse back.

"They are like gunpowder, and once there are sparks, they will explode."

"If Pugu dares to order the burning of food and grass, we don't have to attack and block it."

Wang He murmured: "This is the heart of the human race!"

"Human hearts are unpredictable, but survival is an instinct. If anyone cuts off the road to survival, in the moment of despair, all the superiors and subordinates will disappear. Think about how Chen Sheng died."

Fang Xing rode his horse to the camp. Wang He turned around and grabbed a document and asked, "Why... Chen Sheng died?"

Wenshu was stunned and blurted out: "I was killed by the coachman when I ran away!"

Wang He looked at the top of the city and said proudly: "Pugu, Pugu, that Wuen is not a good bird, you are not a good thing either, let's make a fuss, hoho ho!"

The weather was still cold, but Zhu Gaoxu was naked and a personal soldier was applying medicine to him.

The wound is on the back and is not very deep.

That should be the knife he acted as an arrow and led his troops to protrude and surround him.

Seeing Fang woke up, Zhu Gaoxu said indifferently: "Hold them in, either tonight or tomorrow night, they will definitely run away."

"Yes, we don't have much food and grass. We must conquer Bishuli City within three days. If we don't attack at this time, we probably want to surrender. The coalition forces are very clear about this, so it depends on the battle between Pugu and Wuen."

Fang Xing stopped the bandage of his personal soldiers. Xin Laoqi took out a bottle and applied a thick layer to Zhu Gaoxu's wound with the ointment inside.

"good!"

Zhu Gaoxu only felt that the wound became cold, and then the gauze tightened, and the original hot feeling at the wound gradually dissipated.

He got up and moved his arms, turned around and said, "I will go and rest for a while, you can watch here."

Fang Xing saw a tired look between his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness will go, and let them cook a pot of medicinal porridge."

Zhu Gaoxu shouted: "What kind of medicinal porridge I drink? I will make big cakes later! There is also wine!"

The doctor muttered: "Don't drink alcohol when you have any injuries."

Zhu Gaoxu kicked him staggeringly, then went to the tent, and later there was a snoring sound.

"My uncle, Your Highness slept for an hour last night, and then stared at the city outside..."

Fang Xing nodded, remembering that Zhu Gaoxu was almost fifty years old, so he told Chang Jianxun: "You go to Xiaodao to get a pair of medicine, make a large basin of noodles at night, and use that medicine soup to make soup."

It was dark late here, and under the smoke of cooking, the Ming army's camp looked unprepared and could not be prepared.

Someone suggested digging a trench, but Fang woke him up.

"Make the meal better!"

Fang Xing checked in the camp and asked about the situation while walking.

After patrolling, Fang Xing explained: "The injured brothers all rest tonight, don't call them even if the sky falls. As for defense, Jubaoshan Guards rotate, the cavalry will be sent out for 4,000, and two thousand will be placed at the same time."

Bishubali City is a Tucheng built by Pugu and Wuen later. There are only two gates in front and back. After being blocked, it becomes a turtle in a jar.

“Tonight or tomorrow night…”

Fang Xing looked at the city wall and said coldly: "Pugu and Wuen, who can win?"

...

The city was already panic, and despair made the coalition soldiers stunned.

The streets were filled with coalition soldiers, who looked at Pugu and Wuen slowly passing by with numb eyes.

"There is no shortage of food and grass." Pugu felt that he needed to instill some belief in Wuen, otherwise there would be a division within the coalition, and it would be difficult for the Ming army to cause trouble with the few people under his command.

"Yes, but the morale is gone." Wuen said lightly: "And the Ming army has such a big gun, and our city walls cannot stop it."

Pugu looked at him sideways and said seriously: "Yes, it's good to surrender voluntarily, but you are Prince Halie. Uen, don't let Lao Wang be ashamed, don't let Halie be ashamed! A single tooth is enough to make the Ming people look down on you!"

Wuen pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "The Demon God has arrived long ago, but he didn't keep up in time. This is a cat playing with a mouse. Pugu, there is nothing Halie anymore. As for my poor father, he is a warrior, he has ended himself, and I..."

"And I, no, and Halie, after losing us, Meiergan could only join forces with the meat fans, and then become the pioneer of the meat fans, and finally..."

There was no expression on Pugu's face and he asked, "Aren't you optimistic about the joining forces between us?"

Wuen suddenly relaxed and said, "Mingren... Pugu, firearms are the key. Mingren's firearms can knock down our cavalry rows, and those big guns can make the most powerful warriors turn into meat paste. Are there any meat fans?"

"have!"

Pugu suddenly wanted to drink.

The Ming army besieged the city outside, and the Jubaoshanwei and Fang Xing, whom he feared the most, came.

So he wanted to drink!

The two entered the house, but they divided the order. Wuen did not walk in the front this time, not only lagging behind, but also setting a few steps apart.

Nonsense and alertness arise!

"Go and get a sheep."

The two were silent in relative silence, and a charcoal basin was brought in later.

The spirits are coming.

Pugu drank a bowl, and his eyes became brighter.

The whole sheep on the charcoal basin was slowly turning golden, and someone cut a bowl of slices of meat with a knife.

Pugu was ate heroically, while Wuen seemed to be worried and was on guard.

"Drink, this is probably the last time we have drunk."

Pugu handed over the jar of wine and teased, "I really want to attack you, how many chances do you have?"

Wuen nodded, poured himself a bowl of wine, and drank it slowly.

The sky gradually became darker, and Wuen became drunk and didn't use a knife to grab the slices of meat and chew them.

Pugu looked at the charcoal pot and said, "We have no way out."

Wuen nodded, "Yes."

He continued to chew heavily, like a starving ghost reincarnated.

According to his other party’s understanding, after being arrested, if you can save your life, you have to thank the gods all over the sky for their protection.

"He didn't get involved in Jingguan, which is good news for you."

Pugu's voice was a little erratic: "But... his temper, why didn't he dare to go back to the Ming Dynasty?"

Wuen smiled, took a sip of wine, and said, "Because he was sitting there and watching those Ming people be tortured and killed, he felt guilty."

"Arutai abused and killed Mingren, and later his fate was very tragic. Pugu, you led your army here, which made Mingren hostile to the flesh-lovers, so..."

Wu'n was a little gloating and proud.

Pu Gu said calmly: "Yes, unless I can explain something, I will stay on the top of the mountain made of corpses. I am already prepared for this."

Wuen shivered and quickly drank another sip of wine.

"Un."

"Um?

Pugu's voice was very serious, Wu'en's face was...
Chapter completed!