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120 Refugee trend, low morale!

Xiong Wuliang looked at Zilan's orders coldly, and his heart was cold.

Logically speaking, the number of Qi soldiers is more than that of Chu soldiers, and the supply line is relatively longer, so it takes a while for Qi to withdraw his troops. Of course, there is a high chance of Qi withdrawing troops.

But according to Zilan's method of fighting, hundreds of miles north of Xia Pi will become the territory of Qi.

The land has been lost, what is the point of whether Qi State retreats or not?

What's more, there are hundreds of thousands of civilians in the Chu State north of Xia Pi.

Within a few words from Zilan, these hundreds of thousands of Chu people were given up.

Even if Qi withdraws its troops in the end, Chu loses hundreds of miles of land and is entangled with hundreds of thousands of people. So what's the use of Qi withdrawing its troops?

Besides, the financial and national strength of Chu is not as good as that of Qi. If you drag on the competition for logistics, maybe the one who collapses first may be Chu!

Seeing that the generals in the tent made repeated advice, Zilan's face was so gloomy that water almost dripped out of it.

He doesn't think there is anything wrong with his strategy.

In Zilan's eyes, the generals in the tent were singing opposite him!

Zilan waved her sleeves without saying a word, and she left without saying anything.

Only the generals in the tent looked at each other, and the two blood-covered county magistrates were crying without tears.

...

In three days, war reports from the north were passed to Xia Pi one by one.

After [Changshui] and [Zhicheng], four more counties in the northern part of Xia Pi fell one after another.

It is said that this Qi army is very cruel and burned, killed, looted everywhere.

As more and more news comes back and summarizes it, the information about Qi Jun gradually becomes clearer-

The number of Qi soldiers in this group is about 30,000, and the main general is Jiang Yu, the pioneer general of Qi.

A mere 30,000 people swept across hundreds of miles north of Xia Pi. It made the world laugh out loud if you talk about it!

Because of the brutality of the Qi army, more and more refugees fled back from the north and gathered outside Xia Pi City.

"Master, there are more and more refugees outside the city, and there are probably tens of thousands of people!" A general reported to Zilan.

"Refugees are short of food and clothing. Should they be taken into the city to contain them?"

The face of the zilan is as deep as water.

"Without my commander's order, you should not open the city easily!"

"Who can guarantee that there is no detailed work of Qi among these refugees?"

"The so-called kindness does not control the soldiers - the sacrifice of these people is worth it!"

Some generals couldn't bear it and advised him: "Since they cannot be let into the city, they should also provide them with some food-"

"All the people of Da Chu, you can't watch them starve to death outside the city, right?"

Zilan waved his sleeves and said firmly: "The food and grass of our Chu army are not enough, how can we distribute it to these refugees?"

"As my great Chu people, I should fight with the Qi people to the end - this group of refugees dared to escape privately. I did not order arrows to shoot them all, which was already showing mercy!"

...

Refugees outside the city started to stir up.

The hometown was burned and killed by Qi people, and the 60,000 Chu troops stationed in Xiapi City were indifferent.

Because they did not want to be humiliated by the Qi people, these Chu people worked hard all the way and fled outside Xiapi City with their families. As a result, the city gate was closed, and the crossbows on the city even tightened the bow strings at them...

Zilan's personal soldiers shouted loudly on the city wall: "...Don't get close to the city wall, otherwise the arrow will be eyeless!"

Refugees under the city were mourning everywhere and fought for food.

The Chu soldiers on the city looked as if they were ashamed. They watched their compatriots suffer, but they had no choice but to watch them starve to death with a pale complexion.

Morale was extremely sluggish.

Wu Ben and other Chu generals took turns to Zilan's tent to persuade him, but they could not achieve results. In the end, Zilan even said that he would not go out of ill, so he closed the door to thank the guests and refused to meet anyone.

Xiong Wuliang lives in Bengbu. If this continues, I am afraid that before the Qi army reaches Xia Pi, the Chu army will be disbanded and will be dispersed.

"Open the door, I'm going out." Xiong Wuliang said to the soldiers guarding the city gate as everyone came down to the city gate.

The guardian of Zilan's personal soldiers looked at Xiong Wuliang's bronze chariot and said with trembling lips: "Report to the Lord and Marquis... the general has an order - without his order, the city gate must not be opened."

Shaohu snorted coldly and pulled out the iron sword from his waist.

Zilan's personal soldiers were so scared that their faces turned pale.

They all knew that even General Liang Ming had been killed by Shao Hu, let alone ordinary soldiers.

Xiong Wuliang waved his hand and pressed the iron sword in Shaohu's hand: "The two and three sons are all on orders. I will not make things difficult for you - open the city gate and let me go out."

"If General Zilan wants to blame him, I will take it all my strength and it has nothing to do with you."

The personal soldiers looked at each other and finally opened the city gate.

Xiong Wuliang's bronze chariot drove out of the city and came to the refugee camp.

The refugees all looked pale and swollen.

Looking at Xiong Wuliang's car, he even had unconcealed resentment in his eyes.

Shaohu was very nervous, held the sword in his hand tightly, and vaguely protected Xiong Wuliang behind him.

Xiong Wuliang was heartbroken!

There are tens of thousands of people in front of you!

Population is the greatest wealth in the Warring States Period!

It should be noted that Xiong Wuliang's huge fiefdom is only 60,000 at this time. The tens of thousands of people in front of him can completely form thousands of troops...

Such a huge fortune was so abandoned by Zilan?

Xiong Wuliang waved his hand, and the soldiers guarding Shaohu soldiers behind him took out some food...

The refugees came over like a rush, and their thin and pale faces were full of desire.

Looking at the dozens of bags of food in front of Xiong Wuliang, his eyes were red!

Xiong Wuliang said in a deep voice: "Women and children should take it first, and don't fight for it..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw people rushing up, dozens of pockets were snatched away.

A white-haired old mother had just grabbed a few handfuls of food in her hand, but was overturned to the ground by four or five hungry men. She broke her hands open, and the yellow grain inside was sprinkled on the ground.

Those big men were like hungry wolves, pounced on the ground to grab food.

Looking at the white-haired old mother, she had died of trampling and was killed. The young child beside her cried helplessly...

Xiong Wuliang's face turned pale.

Blanch!

Xiong Wuliang waved his hand: "Kill!"

Shaohu and his men rushed forward without saying a word, holding their swords and killing the big men on the spot. Blood splattered everywhere, and a strong smell of blood spread.

The crowd was briefly shocked.

"General..." Another white-haired old woman walked out and knelt in front of Xiong Wuliang's carriage-

"The one who died just now was the old woman's sister. Now she left a pair of children without anyone taking care of her... Please give me kindness and take them away!"

Xiong Wuliang looked closely.

This pair of children, one man and one woman, looks like they are only in their early teens.

His face was covered in mud and his clothes were ragged, as if he would fall down in the next second.

Xiong Wuliang couldn't bear it and was about to speak, but Zhao Hua rushed up with a quick step, grabbed Xiong Wuliang's sleeve, and whispered: "Master, no."

"If these two young children are saved, then the rest of them will ask for help. How can the lord take them all away?"

"Sending some food to them is already the most righteous thing..."
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