The order to withdraw was given, and the soldiers were overjoyed to hear that they could go back.
Breaking through Yunchui City has already given them the capital to glorify their ancestors, and it is better than anything to have the life to go back alive and enjoy the blessings.
The left army watched the other armies leave with different thoughts.
The soldiers were mostly envious, but the generals were not necessarily.
In order to appease everyone, Mu Fan summoned them all to the main hall of the county guard's mansion.
Yesterday it was the meeting hall of the commanders of the Several Route Army, and today it has become the big tent of the Left Route Army.
Mu Fan sat at the head and said to everyone: "What do you think when you see the others leaving?"
” The hall was quiet, and after he asked, a faint echo sounded in the quiet hall.
Perhaps due to the structure of the main hall, the echo has an ethereal feeling, as if it were a voice from ancient times.
The echo dissipated, but the hall remained quiet, and no one took the initiative to answer his question.
Mu Fan pointed at Zhang Feng, "You say it first." ” Zhang Feng said: "Yesterday morning, grain and grass were delivered, and the morale was boosted, but it was ......."
"Go on."
Mu Fan didn't like the twists and turns.
Zhang Feng said: "However, the soldiers have been away from their hometown for a long time, and they have spent three months besieging Yuntui City, and they have been defending against zombies in the city, and they have long been exhausted.
As generals, it's good that we have cultivated our bodies, but those ordinary people have not cultivated ......."
The military array expanded the power of the war, but it also injected restrictions into the dynastic war.
The strength of ordinary people can indeed exert great strength when they are connected, but ordinary people are scattered and extremely fragile.
Mu Fan turned his face and said to the people under Zhang Feng's seat: "Ding Xin, tell me your opinion on this matter. ” Ding Xin was also an old man who followed Mu Fan, and he said with a smile: "The class teacher is naturally good, but staying to defend Yuntui City is even more of a great achievement!"
General Night did this, which must have been the result of careful consideration. ” Mu Fan smiled helplessly, Ding Xin fought very fiercely, it was really fierce, but he always followed his meaning when he spoke on weekdays.
What he meant, whether it was right or not, Ding Xin would support it.
This may have something to do with the war half a year ago, when he fought against the patriarch of the Demon Clan.
That cow was not the Spirit Void Sixfold Heaven mentioned in the intelligence, but the late stage of the awakening of the Heavenly Sudden Realm.
Ding Xin was besieged and almost died, but it was Mu Fan who carried him from the hinterland of the demon clan and ran thousands of miles to join the army.
Ding Xin didn't say anything touching, he proved his heart with practical actions.
Charging into battle is not afraid of death, and almost unconditionally supports the orders of General Night.
Of course, he did not cater to the wishes of the above, but did his best to maintain the prestige of the Night General.
Over the years, he has questioned Mu Fan, and later it often turns out that Mu Fan is right, but he sees it too limitedly.
After a long period of contact, he was sure that Mu Fan was not so simple, at least not as ordinary as it seemed.
It is not ordinary to become famous at a young age, but compared with the calmness and composure that Mu Fan occasionally shows, as well as the vision far beyond that age, it is too ordinary after all.
Mu Fan's hand continued to move, pointing to the next person.
The man was quite handsome, with a hard and angular face, a beard more than an inch long on his chin, and a pair of eyes with a murderous aura.
Huang Dajiang said: "What are the general's plans?"
” Mu Fan said: "I'm asking your opinion. ” "I have no opinion, listen to the general's arrangement."
Huang Dajiang Road.
Mu Fan turned to the next person again, "Zong Gang, you come on." ” Zong Gang said: "I suggested returning to the court, but the other armies have already retreated, and it is too late for us to retreat."
Now I can only do it!
” Mu Fan asked ten third-rank generals in turn, and some suggested retreating, but it was impossible to retreat at this time, so they could only defend; Some agreed with his actions; Some objected to his rashness.
Once you've got everyone to say their opinions, it's time to move on to the next step.
"Our army has food, the city defense has been repaired, and there is no problem at all in defending the city."
Mu Fan set the tone, and the next thing to talk about is not whether it is suitable or not, but how to defend the city.
Quan Xi said: "I led the troops to guard the west gate, and the west gate was broken, so I raised my head to see it." ” Zong Gang said: "I guard the south gate ......"
Mu Fan interrupted Zong Gang's words, "The south gate is guarded by Zhang Feng, Quanxi, and Zong Gang, I don't want your head, I want the west of the city to be solid."
The east gate was guarded by Huang Dajiang, the south gate was handed over to Ding Xin and Qiu Zongguang, and the north gate was guarded by Qian Ying and Shi Chen.
Logistics Deng Dahai managed, Niu Yihai was responsible for patrolling the city, and when the city gate was in crisis, he assisted in the defense. ” Everyone said yes.
Mu Fan said again: "The city must be defended, we can defend!"
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Alright, let's all go down and do our own thing. ” Some people wanted to speak, but seeing Mu Fan's resolute attitude, they knew that persuasion was useless, so they retreated.
The affairs of the city defense were arranged, and the various ministries were in place, but he was empty.
The atmosphere in the city was tense, everyone was very nervous, and it seemed that zombies and the army of Western Xinjiang could arrive at any time.
Mu Fan knew that these tensions were superfluous, and the zombies would never attack the city, at most they would perform a few more realistic scenes.
Walking through the streets and alleys, the snow was blowing, he raised his head, looked at the vast sky, and reached out to catch a snowflake, the snowflake touched his fingertips, and was melted by the temperature of his fingertips.
When the gate to the east of the city was opened, and the army was evacuated, it was the people of the city.
Saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter.
Mu Fan saved many lives better than building all the temples in the world.
The people in the city will not be grateful to him, and this matter will be annihilated in the history books, and in the end, only a few people will know about it, and then it will completely disappear into the wild history and miscellaneous information that is missing from the history books.
He killed a lot of people, not counting the demon clan, and the total number of people should be more than 100,000.
To be precise, these people were not killed by his own hands, I did not kill Boya, but Boya died because of me.
This account is really difficult to calculate, and he is also ordered by the above, and the people above are ordered by the people from above, so in the end, he must count all the accounts on one person's head, or each link will bear a part of the sin.
"Ahem......
You're just fed and fed.
Mu Fan muttered to himself in his heart.
There are corpses piled up in the more hidden places in the streets and alleys, they are the souls of the corpses who slaughtered the city, and there are many people from Baili Mountain.
When the living are gone, the corpses here will soon be burned to prevent the corpses from causing a plague and killing more people when summer comes.
There are many streets and alleys like Yuntui City, and the six or seven hundred thousand people who died are spread out, and I am afraid that no matter how hard-hearted people are, they will not be able to remain unmoved.
Every time Mu Fan saw these corpses, he would think about whether everything was worth it, and sacrifice hundreds of millions or even billions of people for the sake of a better life for future people.
One day in the future, Baili Mountain succeeds and establishes that wonderful world, if the fruit is stolen by a few people, and the people are still slaves, won't these billions of people die in vain?
What is the point of sacrificing these people if they die in vain?
How many people are piled up with dead people?