Zhou Ting's face changed slightly, but Feng Polu had already said: "Don't misunderstand, Marquis Changling, I am not trying to resist the order. I was already preparing to write a letter to the emperor. Now that Marquis Changling has arrived, I happened to discuss with Marquis Changling."

Zhou Ting said lightly: "The emperor's will is to transfer all the troops into Yunshan City and stand firm for help. Since all the orders have been issued, is there still a need for negotiation?"

"Marquis Changling, do you know the conflict between these barbarians before you come?" Feng Polu stared at Zhou Ting's eyes, "Does the Master know that these barbarians would draw their swords toward each other for a knife?"

Zhou Ting frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Although he knew that the Yiman tribes had always been in disagreement, he did not expect that the contradiction was so deep."

Feng Polu nodded slightly and asked again: "Does Changling Hou know how much food is left in Yunshan Prefecture City? How many weapons are there in the arsenal?"

Zhou Ting was stunned for a moment and could only shake his head.

Feng Polu sighed: "So the emperor and Changling Hou did not know much about Yunshan's situation in advance."

Zhou Ting frowned and said, "What does Bei Yonghou mean?"

"Marquis Changling, you will not accept the orders of the king outside the country. You should understand this." Feng Polu said seriously: "I was ordered to suppress the rebellion, with the purpose of winning, and not losing it by Chu Huan."

Zhou Ting shook his head and said, "Master Changling, defending Yunshan Mansion is the best choice now. You should not make any decisions or disobey the imperial edict."

"Does Changling Hou know that if we stick to Yunshan Mansion, we will definitely lose?" Feng Polu said in a deep voice: "I decided to fight Chu Huan in a decisive battle, not because of the current situation."

Zhou Tingqi said: "Where do you start with this?"

Feng Polu said lightly: "The Marquis of Changling had entered Yunshan Prefecture before, but he didn't know what he thought? Have you ever seen a constant stream of people in the streets and alleys?"

Zhou Ting said: "At this time, I was about to ask the Beiyong Marquis. Yunshan Mansion has always been prosperous. I have been to Yunshan Mansion before. The traffic is full of traffic and very lively. Why is it so deserted now?"

"Because the people in Yunshan Prefecture City are not the same as the court." Feng Polu couldn't help but sigh: "Qiao Mingtang rebelled, and Changling Hou naturally knew about this matter. After he fled for fear of crime, my men had not controlled the warehouse. The official warehouse of Yunshan Prefecture City had been ignited by someone, and almost all the food stored in the warehouse was burned."

Zhou Ting said in disgrace: "Burning the official warehouse?"

"No," Feng Polu looked grim. "After the fire started, although he rushed to rescue him, after the fire was extinguished, the entire warehouse had almost been burned down. The food rescued was not enough to allow these tens of thousands of soldiers to eat for three days."

"But the memorial did not mention this matter." Zhou Ting frowned and said, "The emperor didn't know that there was a fire in the Yunshan Guanjian."

"The Master is already worried about the Liaodong affairs, so naturally we can no longer worry about the Master." Feng Polu sighed.

Zhou Ting said: "But the official warehouse was burned and there was a shortage of food and grass. If you don't tell the emperor at this time, how can the court provide food and grass here? The tens of thousands of soldiers and horses guarding Yunshan are mostly cavalry. Not only do people want to eat food every day, but nearly 10,000 war horses eat no less than people. Without food, how can they support it?" Zhou Ting's expression became serious. He thought that although Qiao Mingtang ran away, Yunshan Mansion was the prefecture of Xishan Road after all, and it stored a lot of food and had sufficient food. In addition, tens of thousands of soldiers were guarding the city. With the strength of Yunshan Mansion, it was not impossible to hold on for two months.

But at this time, I heard that Yunshan Guanjian was burned and I knew that things had become more serious.

Feng Polu sneered: "There is no grain in the official warehouse, but the grain in the warehouse of the gentry in Yunshan is piled up like a mountain. I have summoned the gentry and told them that it is the time of national crisis, and we must work together to quell the rebellion. The soldiers who are in the army go to fight to kill the enemy, but they have to take out money and food to support the soldiers!"

Zhou Ting was actually very clear that he could not force local gentry unless he had to. These people were actually the local foundation and the class that could not break up. Getting their help would achieve twice the result with half the effort, but once they had a bad relationship with them, it would immediately cause local turmoil and unstable people.

However, the official warehouse was burned, and in order to cope with the Liaodong offensive, it was difficult for the Hexi side to provide too much food and grass supply to Yunshan. Feng Polu was the only choice at the moment to find local gentry to help.

"If they are willing to take out money and food, I can advise the emperor and exempt them from taxes." Zhou Ting's face relaxed a little, "As long as there is enough food and grass, it is not difficult to defend Yunshan Prefecture. This time I come, I can also help Beiyong Hou persuade the gentry in the city to donate money and food, and then calm the hearts of the people!"

Feng Polu looked at Zhou Ting with a strange look. Zhou Ting was a little uncomfortable and frowned and said, "Marquis Beiyong, are you?"

"Persuad?" Feng Polu sneered: "No need now. I have summoned the gentry in the city, be polite, persuaded them with kind words, and told them the truth. I have promised them that as long as I defeat Chu Huan and owed them the money and food, the court will pay back twice the amount in the future. For this, I have also set up a special banquet. Do you know what the result is?"

Zhou Ting frowned and said, "Didn't they take the initiative to donate?"

"It seems that Changling Hou is still very familiar with these people." Feng Polu clenched his fists and said, "I waited in the city for three days, and never left, but for three days, no one gave food and money. They all closed the door tightly. I sent someone to invite them again, and they didn't even open the door!" He looked cold and chill in his eyes, and smiled and said, "I have given them enough face, but they don't think about the court at all. That's because we soldiers starved to death. Since they don't give me face, I don't need to give them face anymore."

Zhou Ting felt uneasy when he thought of the deserted scene in the city and asked, "How did Beiyong Hou solve it?"

"I am a soldier, so I naturally use the method of the soldier." Feng Polu said indifferently: "A group of people were arrested, put them in prison, and then let them take money and food to redeem them."

He said it was easy, but Zhou Ting could imagine such a scene. There was no doubt that before he arrived, a major event had already happened in Yunshan Prefecture City. He frowned and said, "Don't the Lord Beiyong know that the enemy is facing, and you must win the hearts of people. If you imprison these gentry in a large prison, not only will it not win the hearts of people, but it will make them feel resentful. This!"

"The Marquis of Changling has just arrived and doesn't understand the situation here." Feng Polu said lightly: "If you really want to be polite to them, I am afraid that my tens of thousands of people will starve to death if you can't wait for you. In an extraordinary time, I can only do extraordinary methods. Now I have stored some food, and it will not be a problem to support the entire army for three or two months."

Zhou Ting looked solemn and said, "Since that is the case, the Beiyong Hou should immediately order the troops to be transferred back to the city. If the gentry in the city is in person, I will visit him and explain on behalf of the Beiyong Hou."

"I have sent someone to investigate clearly. Chu Huan is preparing for war in Tongzhou, and it seems that he will be coming soon." Feng Polu said: "At this time, transferring troops back to the city and defending for assistance will only be a dead end. The gentry in the city is not the same as us. If we defend the city, Chu Huan will cut off all our contacts with the outside world, and we will not receive any logistical supplements at all."

"How long can Chu Huan besieged?" Zhou Ting said: "Their food and supplies seem to be insufficient!"

"It seems that Changling Hou really doesn't know." Feng Polu sneered: "Chu Huan has colluded with Xu Chang in Jinling. As far as I know, over the days, a large amount of food from Jinling is being transported to Chu Huan!"

Zhou Ting said in surprise: "What happened?"

"It seems that the court has focused all its attention on Liaodong." Feng Polu frowned and said, "I thought the court already knew about this. Chu Huan is not short of food and grass at all. Not only does he have the food and grass sent by Xu Chang, but now it is the autumn harvest. The food in the northwest can also be supplied. Compared to us, Chu Huan does not have to worry about logistics at all. Once we are besieged in Yunshan Prefecture, even if they don't fight, as long as we trap us in it, we will not be able to consume them."

Zhou Ting's expression became more and more serious.

"The food and grass are not enough, and the people in the city are unstable. If you defend the city at this time, once the court cannot rescue you, will Changling Hou have any consequences?" Feng Polu sighed: "I have been thinking about this question these days. After thinking about it, if he is defending the city and waiting for assistance, it is better to fight the Northwest Army to the death."

Zhou Ting said solemnly: "The Emperor now mobilizes the main force on the eastern front and first pacify Liaodong. As long as we stick to Yunshan Prefecture City for two months, hold back Chu Huan, and prevent the Northwest Army from advancing north, it will be a great achievement."

Feng Polu looked around and there was no one nearby, so he lowered his voice and said, "Marquis Changling, say something disrespectful, is the emperor sure that he will defeat the Liaodong Army in two months?"

Zhou Ting frowned. In fact, he knew very well that with Hexi's current strength, it was unknown whether it could even block the Liaodong people from attacking the Liaodong army in two months.

"In order not to let the soldiers go hungry, I have already broken up with the gentry in Yunshan." Feng Polu did not hide it at all. "They are very resentful to me now. As long as they have the chance, they will probably think of cutting me into pieces. After we entered the city, Chu Huan siege the city, cut off all contacts, and we can only wait for reinforcements in the city. However, Changling Hou and I both understand that even if the emperor finally defeated the Liaodong army, it would not be possible to win in two months. Whether we can hold on for two months is still a question. Even if the reinforcements cannot arrive in two months, what should we do if the reinforcements cannot arrive in two months?"

Zhou Ting pondered for a moment and finally asked: "But how can the troops on the Beiyong Hou be on the hand fight against Chu Huan? The Northwest Army under Chu Huan's command are far stronger than us."

"The victory or defeat of a war never depends on the number of troops." Feng Polu smiled faintly: "When the Hexi army went to the north of Mobei, sometimes thousands of people could defeat tens of thousands of barbarians in a mess!"
Chapter completed!