General's Mansion.
After Pei Yun hosted a banquet for everyone, the generals had a deeper liking for him.
To be honest, after serving in the army for so long, let alone these generals, even a great general like Mu Xiong has never eaten such delicious food or drunk such delicious wine.
Especially in such a war-torn period, it is simply unimaginable.
These generals didn't know where Pei Yun's food came from. It was obvious that it was not the food they usually saw, but everyone was very conscious and didn't ask.
It's good enough to have something to eat, why ask so many questions.
When Pei Yun asked about the war with Beiliang, all the generals spoke up.
Mu Xiong sighed, "The trouble with Northern Liang is a long story. Their ancestors were originally a branch of the Xiongnu. Three hundred years ago, Emperor Taizu opened up the frontier and expanded the territory, allowing their people to submit to the central government and settle in the Hetao area. At that time, the court gave them the surname 'Huyan' and the title 'Shunyi Marquis', allowing them to govern themselves."
He picked up the glass, took a sip, and put it down heavily again.
"Who would have thought that these wolf cubs could not be tamed! A hundred years ago, they took advantage of the decline of the Jing Dynasty and colluded with the Qiang, Di and other tribes to rebel, slaughtered the people of our three states, forced the Jing Dynasty to move south, and established themselves as 'Daliang'."
Zhang Huan added: "The most hateful ones are the Yongzhou barbarians. The imperial court gave them pastures and exempted them from taxes, but now they are willing to be running dogs of the Northern Liang!"
Other generals were also filled with righteous indignation. Although Northern Liang had large-scale military operations, it did not often go to war with the Jing Dynasty. Instead, it was the Yongzhou barbarians who harassed them from time to time.
These generals fought against the Yongzhou barbarians more times than they fought against the Northern Liang.
Sima Ming swallowed the last piece of preserved vegetable braised pork, wiped his mouth and said, "This time when Beiliang went south, we were blocked outside the city by the general. Hundreds of thousands of troops besieged us for half a year, but they didn't attack. Most likely, there is a problem inside Beiliang."
"We launched a tentative attack yesterday to confirm whether we still have the strength to resist. I guess within three days, the enemy will launch a general attack."
"Although Lord Pei has sent food, there are too few defenders in the city. I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist."
The other generals nodded, it was indeed the case.
Even if they were well fed and watered, with less than 10,000 soldiers guarding the city, it would be difficult to resist the enemy's army of hundreds of thousands, not to mention that the city walls were now in tatters due to being smashed by the enemy's catapults.
Many places have collapsed. Before, there was no food, and the craftsmen were too hungry to work, so there was no repair. Although there is food now, it is still difficult to repair it in three days.
The cavalry commander Zhou Pojun said: "Sir Pei, it's okay for us to die here. When the time comes, please escort the general away. You have a thousand cavalrymen, so you should be able to break through Beiliang's blockade."
Mu Xiong said angrily: "Zhou Pojun, what nonsense are you talking about?"
He slammed the table and said, "You have followed me for more than ten years, yet you actually said such nonsense and asked me to abandon you and escape. Do you think I am afraid of death?"
Zhou Pojun hurriedly said: "General, that's not what I meant. With hundreds of thousands of Beiliang soldiers besieging the city, we are doomed. But you are different. If you are alive, the northern defense line will still have a backbone!"
The other generals also tried to persuade him.
"Yes, General, let us guard the city."
"As long as you are here, you can stop Beihu's attack."
"It's not a pity for us to die, but General, you have to put the overall situation first."
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"fart!"
Mu Xiong was so angry that he slapped the table and broke it to pieces. The wine cups and dishes fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
"You are pretending to be heroes here, but you want me to be a deserter? I have fought for more than 30 years, when have I ever been a deserter?"
He took the sword placed aside and pulled it out with a clang.
"If anyone dares to say such words again, I will chop off his head. As long as Anding City is there, I will be here. If Anding City is destroyed, I will die here in battle!"
When everyone saw that Mu Xiong was really angry, they dared not say anything.
Mu Lan snatched the knife from Mu Xiong's hand and said, "Dad, everyone is doing this for your own good. Don't draw your knife and threaten me at every turn."
"Bah, for my own good? Letting me be a deserter is for my own good!"
The generals smiled bitterly. Knowing it was a dead end, why were they still staying here? They were speaking from the truth. They could die here, but they didn't want to see Mu Xiong die here.
This is the great general of the Jing Dynasty.
Pei Yun smiled and said, "Alright, stop arguing. General, don't run away. You may not die. Leave the task of resisting Beiliang to me."
"Leave it to you?"
Mu Xiong's eyes widened. He was a little drunk now, and he cursed directly: "Who do you think you are? Defending the city is our job. Take your people and leave quickly. Their defenses will be more relaxed at night. You should break through with your people tonight. The farther you go, the better."
Pei Yun was speechless. I just arrived and brought you food, and you want to chase me away?
However, he also knew that although Mu Xiong was a little drunk, his mind was still clear. He let him go because he didn't want him to be buried with Anding City.
"General Mu, when I first came here, I said I had enough food for all the residents in the city, and you thought I was a liar. Now that I say leave the defense to me, you don't believe me?"
Mu Xiong was stunned, and then his eyes lit up when he thought of Pei Yun's magical skills. "Brother Pei, can you turn beans into soldiers?"
Mu Lan wanted to cover his face after hearing this. His father was really drunk. Not only did he call Pei Yun "brother", he even said that he could turn beans into soldiers. He was not a god, so how could he possibly do that?
Pei Yun was also confused, thinking that Mu Xiong had a very rich imagination.
He coughed and said, "I don't know how to turn beans into soldiers, but it's not that easy for Beiliang to capture this city."
"The craftsmen in the city have eaten now, so please call them together to repair the city wall."
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