The Nameless of the Common Clans

Another failed siege. Looking at the gradually darkening sky, Zhou Fang's face was darker than the weather. Yesterday's scene did not repeat itself today, as if the fighting power and momentum of the Taiping Religion army yesterday was a dream.

What went wrong?

Zhou Fang couldn't figure it out. After discussing with the generals, no one could give an answer.

In the Taiping Religion's big tent, Zhou Fang had candles lit. Most of the Taiping Religion generals gathered here, but they didn't even dare to breathe.

"The sieges have been fruitless in the past few days. Do you have any strategies to defeat the enemy?" In the dull and depressing atmosphere, Zhou Fang finally spoke. His tone was very calm, but it made people feel more depressed.

The Taiping Religion generals looked at each other when they heard this. So far, the Taiping Religion has not fought any hard battles. In fact, the siege routine is not based on how the Taiping Religion can fight. One is that there are many people to scare away the enemy, and the other is that the Taiping Religionists in the city help open the city gates and rush in.

With only these two tricks, they have been successful since the beginning of the uprising, but now they are blocked in Quyang, and there is no news from the Taiping believers in the city, so they have to think of other tricks... tricking the people into joining the church, forcing them to be good at it, and charging into battle... It's barely okay, but when it comes to making plans, they are completely blind. A group of people looked at each other, and finally lowered their heads silently, hoping from the bottom of their hearts that Qu Shuai would not see them.

I don't understand even if you ask me.

"What? No one is talking at this time? What do I need you for?" Zhou Fang looked at everyone and said grimly.

"General Qu!" A general closest to Zhou Fang hurriedly said, "Quyang is well defended. Why don't we abandon Quyang and attack Huaipu and Sheyang in the south, or attack Haixi in the east? Why bother to get entangled in one place?"

"How easy is that?" Zhou Fang sighed and shook his head, saying, "We can go, but if these tens of thousands of troops cannot capture Quyang, I'm afraid they will have to stay here. The army is already short of food and grass."

This is also the biggest problem of the Taiping Sect. Although it seems to be powerful by coercing the people, it has no stable supply. If it cannot capture the city, it will face the dilemma of food shortage. Either abandon those people and drive the people from other places again, or fight to the death with the defending army. There is no other way.

But in the two Huai regions, Runan is better, Guangling is sparsely populated, Zhou Fang organized this action, and has already brought all the people who can be coerced here, and the results of the battle along the way are also quite fruitful, Xiaxiang, Xiaqiu, Hongxian, Lingxian Siwu and other places all fell into his hands, and if you really count the troops under his command, there are more than 100,000, but as Chen's mother said, the management is chaotic, and now Zhou Fang can't even count how much food and grass he has, let alone really exert the power of more than 100,000 people. He came to Quyang, and the other captured counties were basically in a free-range state. At this time, although he had food in his hands, he was not sure whether he could reach the next city.

The atmosphere returned to dead silence again, and Zhou Fang was a little irritable.

"Report~"

The door curtain was lifted by someone, and a night wind rushed in with cold air, making people shiver.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Fang looked at the person who came a little irritably. He was a small leader, and he couldn't remember what he did.

"General Qu, the news of the notice is spreading everywhere in the camp now." The little leader said hurriedly.

"Oh?" Zhou Fang didn't care: "What notice?"

"The one hanging on the top of Quyang City." The little leader said in a deep voice.

"What's written on it?" Zhou Fang asked curiously. He didn't know many words. Although he read the notice yesterday, he didn't recognize more than half of it. Now he was also a little curious.

"It is said that the court has issued an order to execute only the chief culprit. The rest only need to take one head to be forgiven and can also be rewarded." The little leader bowed.

"When did the court issue such an edict." Zhou Fang sneered. Quyang was now surrounded by people. If there was any movement in the court, he should be the first to know: "It must be a misunderstanding."

"General Qu, now the news has spread in the camp..." The little leader wanted to say something, but saw the curtain was lifted again, and Yang Mao hurried in.

"Yang Mao? What are you doing here?" Zhou Fang frowned. Yang Mao was good at martial arts and had some prestige. He was appointed as a small leader these days, but he was not from the Taiping Sect. He was responsible for managing the hunters, brave men and rangers he recruited. Although he was in charge of more than a dozen people and had good combat power, he was not considered a confidant. He was not allowed to participate in such meetings.

"Commander Qu." Yang Mao took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Fang and bowed, saying, "Two people under my command were killed and their heads were cut off. In addition, many brothers were attacked tonight. I had no choice but to report. Now there are rumors in the camp. I'm afraid..."

"Bang~" Zhou Fang stood up and slapped the table. He frowned and looked at Yang Mao and said, "Do you know who did it?"

"If you know, it will be easy." Yang Mao shook his head and said a little depressed. It was dark, and he didn't know when the other party did it. When the body was found, the head was gone.

"Who among you can read? What did the notice on the city wall yesterday say?" Zhou Fang scratched his head in annoyance and looked at the people in the tent.

The group of people looked at each other in surprise. Zhou Fang was a registered disciple of the Great Sage Master and knew some words. It was good enough for them to recognize their own names, let alone read the notice.

"General Qu!" Yang Mao hesitated for a moment, bowed to Zhou Fang and said, "I know a boy. Although he is young, he can read."

"Literate at a young age?" Zhou Fang frowned and said, "Where is he from? How do you recognize him?"

Yang Mao said quickly: "This son and I are from the same hometown, and our ancestors were once prominent, but our family is in decline. Although he is young, he is quite sensible. Qu Shuai has met him before..."

"Okay!" Zhou Fang naturally knew that Yang Mao wanted to take the opportunity to bring in people from his hometown, but it didn't matter, as long as he could read and write, he waved his hand and said: "Go find him. If you really can read, you can stay here." yes."

"Thank you, Qu Shuai!" Yang Mao was overjoyed when he heard this. After bowing to Zhou Fang, he turned around and walked out of the tent quickly, finding Li Jiu. He had gone to find Chen Mo today, but the shed where the mother and son were staying had been occupied by someone else. Asking other people, no one knew. Yang Mao couldn't leave for too long. When this happened, he took this opportunity to find Chen Mo and his son.

"Why waste all this energy? I'm on this battlefield today, and I don't know if I can come back." Li Jiu looked at Yang Mao and shook his head and sighed.

"I always feel that Ergou is not that easy to die." Yang Mao shook his head and said, "Let's ask the village leaders nearby one by one."

"good."