"Bah, you're still lucky when you're at death's door …"
The jailer who was guarding Qiu Meng and his brother heard the conversation and cursed in a low voice with a look of disdain on his face.
Everyone in Jiang Pengji's camp knew that their lord rarely threw people into prison, let alone arrested an entire family.
Once she did that, it meant that the people she arrested had committed an unforgivable crime and were destined to walk out of prison alive.
The older jailer glared at him. "Shut up! These people are still suspects before the general and the military counselor interrogate them. "
The third jailer didn't know the details and asked curiously, "What did they do to get locked up?"
"Who knows what they did? The last one who was sent here was a traitor from the Zhao family. These people are the same as the Zhao family." The first jailer smiled maliciously and said in a low voice, "Maybe they're the same."
Jailers often dealt with all kinds of crimes. Squatting in the dark, damp, and cold dungeon to guard the prisoners all day long, even a mentally healthy person would become mentally unhealthy after a long time. In order to relieve the pressure, many jailers developed a gossipy personality.
"If that's the case, won't all of them …"
He made a gesture of cutting his throat with his hand. The meaning was obvious.
"If they really are traitors, we won't kill them to frighten them. Are we going to treat them well and keep them alive until the New Year?"
The prisoners' cries and pleas for mercy successfully drowned out the conversation of the jailers. The Qiu family didn't hear it. They were comforting themselves that Yang Tao would win. As long as Yang Tao defeated Fu Wang's army, they would be the heroes of the war.
What they didn't know was that Yang Tao's army was also on the verge of collapse.
First was Yan Lin's side. Although Yang Si was Feng Zhen's bait, it wasn't that easy to bite. All the warships were painted black, which made them invisible in the dark. It was as if they were in stealth mode and could sneak up on the enemy.
Yan Lin and the others lost the initiative. By the time they realized what was going on, Yang Si had already finished his set of moves.
The vanguard warships were robbed, hit, and burned. As soon as the battle started, they were overwhelmed by Yang Si's army.
Even though Yan Lin managed to stabilize the situation as fast as he could, the fog around them was their biggest obstacle. It was hard to tell the enemy from their own side. Even though they had the same bugle or battle drum, their ships were still crowded together. They kept bumping into each other, and they kept bumping into each other.
Yang Si's side was at an advantage. Because they were connected by hemp ropes, the distance between the warships could be roughly determined by the tightness of the hemp ropes. Even though their mobility was not as agile as individual combat, they would not make mistakes like fighting against each other.
Under the fire, several enemy warships were burned. The flames shot into the sky like a dazzling flower on the river. of the river.
The firelight penetrated the thick fog and dyed it orange, as if it were a lighthouse illuminating the ships in the fog.
Yang Si said with a smile, "This battle was really satisfying. All the anger that I've been suppressing in the past few days has dissipated."
Yang Si wasn't the only one who thought this way. Feng Zhen, who had been the scapegoat for the defeat in the last battle, had a clearer understanding of the situation.
. Feng Zhen was the one who lost the last battle. He had a better understanding.
Did they really think that Yang Tao and the others guessed that Jingyang had a granary because the enemy was too smart?
No, this was all part of Feng Zhen's plan. The granary in Jingyang was also a bait that he had purposely used to attract the enemy.
When the enemy took the bait, how could they let them go?
Of course, they had to kill all of them at once!
The enemy generals understood this too. There was no way they could break out of the encirclement because of the disparity in strength.
They could only prepare themselves for a life-and-death struggle. Even if they had to die here, they would drag a few more souls down with them!
The raging fire engulfed the entire Jingyang granary. The night sky, which had been dyed orange-red by the smoke, looked like colorful ink blooming in a painting.
"Stubborn resistance —"
Feng Zhen looked coldly at the movements in the Jingyang granary. The enemy was obviously planning to perish together with them.
He wasn't a kind person. Since the enemy wanted to die, he would grant them their wish. They wouldn't be able to leave!
"I wonder how General Fu is doing."
Seeing that the enemy couldn't do anything, Feng Zhen finally had time to worry about the situation on the main battlefield. If Fu Wang won, Yang Tao wouldn't be able to defend Zhangzhou. He would have to retreat from Dongqing with his remaining soldiers. Then, the whole of Dongqing would be in his lord's hands. If Fu Wang lost, Yang Tao would also be greatly weakened. If he could capture Yang Tao in one go, that would be even better.
Feng Zhen was dreaming, but reality didn't always go according to one's wishes.
Fu Wang led his soldiers to land. Behind him, the archers on the warships helped to clear the enemy. They quickly gained a foothold.
Without hesitation, Fu Wang ordered an attack.
The soldiers on one side were aggressive and full of fighting spirit. The morale of the other side was declining. They gradually distanced themselves from each other.
With the help of the southeast wind, the fire spread quickly. Smoke rose. Under the violent destruction of Qi Kuang's navy, Yang Tao's water stockade quickly crumbled like dried twigs. The fire spread, burning the air and turning the sky red like it was daytime.
Yang Tao killed a few people in a row. His expression was so serious that water could drip from it. He was extremely regretful.
He also knew that regardless of whether the information sent by the Qiu family was true or not, everything was within the enemy's calculations. They had fallen into a trap.
In order to intercept the food, Yang Tao let Yan Lin and the old general take away many soldiers. The remaining people couldn't resist the ferocious enemies.
Qian Su found his lord in the chaos and said hurriedly, "Lord, please retreat immediately …"
Yang Tao gritted his teeth, his cheeks trembling faintly.
"How can we retreat at this time?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a few more enemies came out of nowhere. Yang Tao swiftly cut off their heads.
Yang Tao said stubbornly, "You don't have to persuade me. I know what to do."
As the lord, Yang Tao had a team of elite guards by his side to protect him. However, he saw that the situation at the front was critical and sent them away.
Qian Su said, "My lord's safety is the most important. Even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Mistress and the young master."
Yang Tao said, "I've already sent people to find Mistress and send her to Nansheng. We can plan later, but we can't lose this place for now."
He wasn't a blockhead, but he really couldn't leave so many soldiers to die and become a coward.
Even if he had to retreat, he had to lead the surviving soldiers to block the enemy's attack and retreat while fighting.
"I'm not afraid of death!"
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