Chapter 19 Wang Yan delivers a message, outsmarts the barbarians



Wang Yan found it funny when he saw Tan Junyan describing the scene of soldiers eating watermelons.

But when I saw the second letter, I couldn't laugh anymore.

Gao Zhanfeng was killed while building momentum, and all his accomplices were arrested.

After severe torture, we learned that the barbarian army had already known that there was food and water in the city and was preparing to attack the city tonight.

Moreover, it was not only Gao Zhanfeng and his accomplices who defected to the barbarian army, but also a soldier named Qin Zhuan.

When he learned that Gao Zhanfeng had been killed, he defected from the city with his confidants.

Qin Zhuan was a general and knew the situation of the Tan family army very well.

With his help, the barbarian army can know both themselves and the enemy, and the siege will be twice as effective with half the effort.

The Tan family army was not only short of manpower, but also had a long wait for supplies from the imperial court.

The armor and weapons were badly damaged, and if a battle broke out, they would undoubtedly be defeated.

Can history not be changed?

Wang Yan felt unwilling.

According to Song Jinli's description, Tan Junyan was the cornerstone of the Holy Dragon Kingdom and died at the age of twenty-one.

Like Huo Qubing, they were both rare generals in history. They both achieved immortal legends at the age of twenty. Although their lives were short, they were brilliant.

If he had not died young, he would have left a more profound mark in history.

"Ding-ling-ling..."

While I was thinking, my cell phone rang.

I glanced at the caller ID and answered, "Hello."

"Mr. Wang, I'm delivering the goods to you."

"Two thousand compound bows, and fifty thousand arrows."

"The boss said these are both gifts and samples, so you can take a look first to see if you like them."

"If there are any requirements, the manufacturer can improve it according to your requirements."

"I've already entered Cloud City. Can you send me the location? I'll send it to you right away."

The guy on the other end of the phone said something like this.

Wang Yan's eyes lit up when he heard this. "Okay, I'll send you the location right away."

After ending the call, I quickly sent my location information to the other party.

Then he picked up a pen and wrote on the paper:

[Immediately send someone eloquent and confidant of Gao Zhanfeng to the barbarian army.]

[Make him insist that Qin Zhuan was an undercover agent sent by you to deliberately lure the barbarian army to attack the city.]

[Let him say that your army is low on food and can no longer hold out, and that you have set a tight net for the barbarian army. If they attack the city, they will surely suffer a crushing defeat.]

The barbarians won't believe him easily, so he should suggest that the barbarian army launch a tentative attack on the city first.

[Later, I will send a batch of food over first, followed by two thousand compound bows and fifty thousand arrows.]

【These weapons are enough to make the barbarian army believe it.】

[Then let that person act according to the previous plan...]

After writing it, he threw it into a porcelain jar.

Tan Junyan was waiting for Wang Yan's reply and kept pacing back and forth in front of the porcelain vat.

Although they had food, the soldiers were in high spirits and said that Pengshui City was a paradise.

But the barbarian army is attacking the city tonight, and the good days like gods are about to end.

While I was waiting anxiously, I saw a piece of paper flying out of the porcelain jar.

He hurried forward to pick it up and looked at it carefully.

"Master, what did the gods say?"

After a moment, Zi Yang couldn't help but ask.

"The gods will first give us a batch of weapons."

Tan Junyan said this and handed the paper to Ziyang.

Zi Yang took it and read it, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your husband's plan is unpredictable, so amazing."

"If this plan succeeds, Qin Zhuan and his cronies will surely be killed by the barbarians."

"Commander, I recommend someone to you to go to the barbarian tribe. His name is Jiang Wu. He is not only eloquent but also very calm and composed."

"Explain the situation to him and arrange for him to leave the city immediately."

The situation was urgent, and Tan Junyan did not have time to think about it and agreed decisively.

"Also, select two thousand of the best archers and have them familiarize themselves with the compound bows sent by the gods."

"yes."

Zi Yang agreed loudly and quickly turned and left.

"Coach..."

Ziyang had just left when Han Chonglie came over.

"The medicine sent by the gods is very effective. Many soldiers with abdominal distension have been relieved."

"Even General Cheng can eat something now."

"Given time, he will recover."

"It's just that our all-you-can-eat approach consumes too much food. The remaining food will be gone in two days."

"I suggest saving some money so that the porridge can last longer. Otherwise..."

“Swoosh…”

Before Han Chonglie could finish his words, bags of white steamed buns popped out of the porcelain jar.

One after another, like an avalanche.

Before I could come to my senses, there was a mountain of debris around the porcelain jar.

"Move the buns away quickly."

Without any orders from Tan Junyan, the soldiers who had been waiting to transport supplies rushed forward.

If you don't move it away quickly, the porcelain jar will be buried.

"Oh my god, it's hot, and hot, hot white steamed buns."

"How many pots are needed to steam so many white buns?"

"Yes, it's so shocking and spectacular."

The soldiers were extremely excited and overjoyed.

Their mental outlook changed drastically and they were no longer desperate.

I had no hope before and felt hopeless, but now my fighting spirit has been rekindled.

We have food and water, so what can we do if we are trapped here?

Having no worries about food and drink is a life of heaven.

Many people have only eaten steamed buns and rice in the past two days.

Even if some people have eaten rice before, they only ate rice porridge.

I've never tried steamed rice.

That kind of refined rice was too precious, and the rich and powerful could only eat it once or twice during the holidays.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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