The city's water was used up in a few days. The people complained bitterly, and the soldiers became demoralized. Before the rebels launched a second siege, they had already begun to collapse from within.

Although Feng Ye used force to control the generals of Yueyang, it was not a long-term solution after all. They were now like fish in a dried-up chariot, and while waiting they experienced what it meant to live every day like a year.

The rebels had been trying to surrender for many days, but there was no movement from the city. They were also running out of time, so they had no choice but to lead their troops to attack the city again.

At this time, most of the soldiers in Yueyang City had not had water for two or three days and could only rely on vegetables and fruits to quench their thirst. They were all exhausted, so how could they fight?

The rebel soldiers arrived at the city and began to attack. Arrows flew from the top of the city walls, but they had lost the courage and vigor they had in the previous few days.

The rebels' attacks became more and more fierce. They managed to hold off, but their physical strength and morale were already very weak.

A young general offered to surrender again, but was killed by Feng Ye. He stood on the top of the city wall and roared: "Anyone who dares to surrender will be killed immediately without mercy!"

Yan Sikong looked at the eyes of the soldiers around him and knew that if they continued to hold on, they might be hacked to death before the rebels entered the city. So he played the good cop and the bad cop with Feng Ye, explained the righteousness to him, tried his best to comfort him, and secretly said that he would go personally to persuade Feng Ye to surrender.

But the rebels' arrows, wood and stones had already riddled the city with holes, and the siege vehicles were approaching step by step, about to cross the moat and hit their city gates.

Arrows flew like rain, Feng Ye stood fearlessly on the top of the city wall under the protection of the soldiers' shields and armor. Yan Sikong looked at his back, as if he saw Yuan Mao who did not retreat even when hit by a stray arrow. But he knew that Guangning was different from Yueyang, and the Oirat and Liang Wang rebels were even more different. At least the lives of tens of thousands of people in the city were not a concern, and he had already thought about how to surrender.

Yueyang was in imminent danger, the city was crumbling, and the rebels were pouring in like locusts, about to devour them and leave only piles of bones.

Yan Sikong crawled to Feng Ye's side, pulled his arm, and whispered in his ear: "Feng Ye, you can't bear it anymore, surrender."

Feng Ye gritted his teeth, his face full of reluctance: "I have never surrendered in my life."

"You have only lived for 19 years. How can you be an invincible general? Surrender. Continuing to defend will only lead to more casualties."

Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, then at the soldiers behind him: "If we surrender, will Chen Huan spare our lives?"

"You are the prince of Jingyuan. He would never dare to kill you."

"What about you!"

Yan Sikong stared into Feng Ye's eyes and said, "Don't worry, I won't die here." That beast Ge Zhong was waiting for him in Jingzhou not far away. He absolutely, absolutely would not die here.

Feng Ye's face turned pale: "I will never let him..."

Suddenly, they heard a long, sharp sound of golden music, and they both froze.

"Prince, King Liang has withdrawn his troops!" the soldier beside him shouted.

The two turned their heads suddenly and saw that the rebels were retreating like the tide. They looked at each other and were immediately ecstatic: "General Zhao, it must be General Zhao!"

The soldiers on the city wall didn't believe it at first, but soon they began to shout wildly. What could be more exciting than surviving from a desperate situation?

Feng Ye shouted, "Xue Lang, lead 3,000 soldiers to chase them out of the city. Wang Moxiu, lead 2,000 soldiers to seize back the water source immediately."

"yes!"

The rebels were hastily retreating at this moment, and it was the perfect moment to strike them while they were retreating. With the cooperation of Zhao Fuyi, we could kill them completely!

They soon received good news that Zhao Fuyi and Di Rong had finally captured Jingzhou. They immediately launched an attack from Jingzhou and launched a surprise attack on Chen Huan's camp. At this time, they were fighting with him in Changmengyuan.

Chen Huan's supply route in the rear was seized, so he could only head south. He would most likely retreat to the water, after all, Dongting Lake was still under his control at this time.

That day was a day of fierce fighting, a day of waiting for fate, and a day of escaping death. The length of that day has been imprinted in everyone's mind for a long time.

It was not until the evening that Feng Ye and Yan Sikong met Zhao Fuyi.

As they expected, Chen Huan was defeated and retreated to the water. He was reorganizing his sailors and planning to go directly south. He had already plundered enough warships and sailors. Although the threat to Jingzhou and Yueyang was lifted, the danger in Jiangnan was still not resolved.

Zhao Fuyi and Di Rong were also not good at naval battles, so they could only support the two lake naval commanders. Fortunately, they had already lost a lot of King Liang's troops on land.

Feng Ye asked about the battle situation in Dongting Lake, and Zhao Fuyi said that they would choose a day for the duel, and he would lead his troops to attack King Liang's army.

Feng Ye asked to go to the battle, but before Zhao Fuyi agreed, Yan Sikong asked, "General Zhao, who is guarding Jingzhou City at this time?"

"Lord Liang led three thousand soldiers to guard Jingzhou?"

"I think Jingzhou is still not peaceful at this time. After all, King Liang has been in Jingzhou for more than 20 years. He has a deep foundation and many followers. Do you trust Lord Liang to defend the city alone?"

Zhao Fuyi said, "I am also worried, but the troops are insufficient. Most of the soldiers you brought are injured and disabled, and are not suitable for fighting. You should go to Jingzhou with Lord Yan to guard it."

Feng Ye hesitated for a moment: "I will obey your orders."

Yan Sikong secretly clenched his fists. Although his face looked calm, a huge wave of emotion was stirring inside.

After eleven years, he was finally going to see that man again. He had set up such a big scheme, even instigating the princes to rebel, and almost lost his own life, just to be able to take revenge with his own hands!

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Feng Ye and Yan Sikong set out for Jingzhou the next day. Although the water route they took was upstream, it was faster than traveling by car, and they returned to Jingzhou in three days.

Looking at Jingzhou City from afar, Yan Sikong stood at the bow and said with emotion: "The Longzhong Plan says that Jingzhou 'occupies Han and Mianyang in the north, has the benefit of the South China Sea, is connected to Wuhui in the east, and is connected to Ba and Shu in the west'. It has been a place that military strategists must fight for since ancient times. It is the 'geographical advantage' among the advantages of time, place and people. If it were not for the fact that King Liang was alone and weak, and he dominated Jingzhou, it would have become a great threat."

Feng Ye said: "In the past, Cao Mengde rashly marched into Dongwu before he could stabilize Jingzhou, which led to the great defeat at Chibi. After that, the Cao family failed to conquer Wu for four generations. Guan Yu was careless and lost three counties in Jingzhou. Not only did he die in Maicheng, but he also completely cut off the path for Shu Han to conquer the Central Plains. Jingzhou, how many eternal regrets are buried in this city."

The two of them gazed at Jingzhou, not only with their hearts surging, but also with the sound of iron horses, war drums, and thundering wars from thousands of years ago, which must have been so magnificent and majestic.

After entering the city, they did not rest but hurried to visit Liang Guang.

Liang Guang asked about the situation in Yueyang, and they also inquired about the developments in Jingzhou City. Several people were worried about the battle in Dongting Lake.

Yan Sikong asked, "Lord Liang, the King of Liang imprisoned some officers and generals of Jingzhou before. Have they been rescued now?"

Liang Guang nodded: "Most of those who refused to follow him in the rebellion were killed by him, but he left behind several important officials, including the Governor-General of the Two Lakes, Lord Ge Zhong, who was imprisoned by him for several months."

Yan Sikong asked with concern: "Where is Lord Ge imprisoned? Is he safe now? The people of Jingzhou City are suffering from the ravages of King Liang. Now everything is in ruins. Lord Ge is needed to restore hope."

"King Liang probably had some concerns, so he only kept Lord Ge under house arrest in his residence, and did not make things difficult for him. Lord Ge was just worried, and is still on his sickbed. However, the doctor said that he is not seriously ill and will recover after a few days of rest."

"That's great." Yan Sikong said sincerely. How could he watch Ge Zhong die of illness?

Feng Ye said: "The city is in chaos now. Can we go visit the governor and discuss the restoration? After all, General Zhao and Di Jiang's army are still fighting against the rebels and need Jingzhou to provide them with food and grass."

Liang Guang said, "I understand. Tomorrow morning, we will go to visit Lord Ge together. You two have survived many life-threatening situations and have made great contributions to this battle. You must be very tired. Go and rest."

The two said goodbye to Liang Guang and returned to the post house.

Yan Sikong had not taken off his armor for several days, and the blood on his body was clearly visible. Although he was not injured, he was very tired from overwork. He took a bath in the inn and then fell asleep on the bed.