Standing beneath the city wall, looking at the power of the thing he had created with his own hands, Zhang Zifeng could only feel joy.

But Wang Mingyang, being an adult, was worried. "Zifeng, do you know what kind of evaluation you will receive if today's events get out?"

Zhang Zifeng shook his head and said, "I don't care about Mr. Wang. How others evaluate me is their business, but I don't want the people I care about to die here, so I have no choice but to do this, and no one can stop me."

Wang Mingyang was somewhat surprised. He actually saw a carefree spirit in this child, a carefree spirit that even adults couldn't achieve.

Wang Mingyang suddenly laughed, "Young friend Zifeng, it seems that sometimes I am not as good as you. There are some things that I may not see as clearly as you do. I am really ashamed of myself."

Let future generations judge right and wrong; I only look at the present. How many people can do what Zhang Zifeng did?

Meanwhile, Yama, who was lying in ambush, finally received the so-called support troops stretching for hundreds of meters. The convoy looked impressive, and the number of guards was also considerable.

But Yama didn't take them seriously at all. In the end, they were just a group of rebels. Besides, we are men who live on horseback and rely on the knife in our hands and our horses to make a living.

As Yama's unique whistle sounded, the bandits hidden on both sides all sprang into action.

The cavalry, numbering over a thousand, had nowhere to hide on this plain, and by now the caravan had already spotted them. But could this caravan possibly outrun these thousand bandits?

The escort officer immediately ordered everyone to prepare for the arrival of these guys, but how useful would such a welcome and preparation be?

No matter how much training they do on a daily basis, without experiencing real hardship, this army is still just an infant in swaddling clothes, far too weak.

Without any fancy setup, they simply carried people up the mountain, much like a pack of wolves in the desert, who could hunt without needing any organization.

Although it looks very chaotic, this group of people is actually organized in a disorderly manner, and each of them is actually accompanied by their long-time partner.

The perfectly orderly formation was ineffective at this moment, ultimately because the commander was simply too incompetent. No matter how much the general shouted, he could not reverse the defeat.

"Surrender obediently, leave these things here, and you can go back. I don't want to kill you all. Think about your own lives. Why fight to the death here?"

As soon as Yama said this, some people immediately put down their weapons and turned to flee. The bandits didn't give chase, after all, they only wanted money and were willing to risk their lives. They would do as little as possible, and no one would go to extremes unless absolutely necessary.

The general was accompanied by his trusted men, so they couldn't possibly abandon the convoy. But even if they fought to the death, it would be of little use, since they were just a group of infantrymen.

Meanwhile, Yama, wielding a long spear, charged straight at the general. When he reached a certain distance, he released the spear from his hand, accurately shooting the general off his horse.

"Hurry up, don't dawdle. Since they don't want to surrender, then kill them all. There aren't many left. Let's finish them off quickly and then drink."

Amidst the cheers of the bandits, the entire group was simply wiped out. Even if some managed to escape, what difference would it make?

As for the remaining supplies, they all belonged to Yanluo. After all, he came here for these things in the first place, and the price of such a large quantity of military supplies would be quite high.

When the enemy army is pressing in, that's when Yama will retreat. He has no intention of fulfilling any so-called agreement. If things are hopeless, this kind of person will never fight to the end.

The solid foundation laid by Ning Ye beforehand came into play at this moment, and the entire Qingmei Village could be mobilized as soon as needed.

The phrase "the military and the people are of one mind" perfectly describes this moment, but how many people can truly achieve this unity?

As for defensive stones and logs, Ningye can basically produce as many as needed. The cold winter has passed, and behind the entire Qingyuan County town are vast forests that can be freely mined.

If the other side dares to send someone to stop them, Ningye will tell them that he will take on any number of the troops that come, no matter how many.

The siege battles that lasted for several days made the prince realize that the price he would have to pay to take this nut by force was much higher than he had imagined. Although the enemy had also suffered casualties over the past few days, his tens of thousands of troops had also suffered considerable losses.

The most troublesome issue is that the military's medicine supply is completely insufficient. After all, the amount of medicine needed for so many wounded soldiers would be astronomical, but they cannot completely ignore it.

But in a year of great disaster, where could they possibly get so many medicines for this prince?

If this continues, we'll probably be dragged down.

It was at this time that Chu Junbao learned that the logistics support at the rear had also been taken advantage of.

This enraged Chu Junbao so much that he smashed everything he could, but it was just impotent rage; he had no way to change the situation.

If this continued, Chu Junbao knew he would be the first to give out, so he changed his approach. Instead of focusing on a direct assault, he began bombarding the city walls with catapults.

He used almost every stone he could find in order to break through the city wall as soon as possible. However, the city wall of Qingyuan County was indeed not strong enough, after all, it was just a remote county.

But this really made Ning Ye laugh. If he was afraid of this sound, he would have already sent people to destroy the enemy's catapults. He could repair as many of the city walls as he destroyed during the day, since the cement would be completely dry overnight.

If the other side is willing to keep going like this, then let them do this futile work for nothing.

Ning Ye, on the contrary, felt that his life could be a bit more leisurely. It would be best if the other party could keep dragging things out like this. The longer it dragged on, the more comfortable Ning Ye would be. After all, the worst that could happen was that he wouldn't earn much money.

Meanwhile, the imperial army was still on its way on horseback.