Under the instigation of some ambitious people, a battle of survival has already broken out, and most of the cave masters could not resist the temptation of the land. They already knew the benefits of farming and did not have too much nostalgia for the mountain streams, which is why the Northern Song Dynasty was able to recruit people later.

Wen Fu, the governor of Lizhou, climbed to the head of Lizhou city and felt a lot of emotion.

Standing at the low city, the flat land outside the city looks even wider. Although the sky is high, it seems to be as low as possible. The clouds are not thick, and the brilliance of the sun behind the clouds illuminates the clouds, dazzling in the middle, and the light spreads around like arrows, making it even more magnificent.

The golden light at this time seemed like a judgment in the dark.

Wenfu looked at the river surface in the south of the city for a long time. The Lishui River flowed eastward into Dongting Lake. The wind rippled on the river surface, like a piece of armor of thousands of troops!

He hoped that there were already thousands of troops on the river surface, and the endless Meishan barbarians outside the city had already blocked the city of Lizhou. The long-term peace even led the prefecture yamen to react and were almost broken.

"Let the people in the city all go up to the city wall. If the city is broken, blood will surely flow into a river. Only by guarding the city and waiting for reinforcements from the Jiedushi are the only hope!"

The fierce barbarian soldiers had already lost the courage to go out of the city to fight. The soldiers were precious and could not be wasted at all.

Thousands of barbarians surrounded Lizhou City. As long as this city was captured, the entire Lizhou would basically fall and become the world of Meishan Barbarians. Therefore, the barbarians were extremely excited and fearless.

On both sides of the Lishui River, the river water nourishes the boundaries here, and the trees grow extremely lushly, and towering trees are not uncommon.

Just as Meishan was sieging the city without fear of death, dozens of small boats stopped from the Lishui River. Hundreds of cavalry got off the boat and led their beloved war horses and walked slowly.

"There is Lizhou City ahead, let's rest for a while!" Zhang Chongfu led his horse, looked at the surrounded Lizhou City in the distance, and said softly.

As a support force, the cavalry had the fastest speed. It went from Dongting Lake to the Lishui River and then unexpectedly raided the Meishan barbarians. This was the strategy decided by Yang Shifan.

The dispatch of infantry is very troublesome. It not only requires the emperor's grace, but also requires the settlement fee and the dispatch fee. If you cannot raise money, the army will naturally not be able to start. By the time the infantry is dispatched, it will be possible to make Lizhou City well.

Therefore, only soldiers can take risks.

After resting for two quarters of an hour, the war horse ate some fine ingredients and also slowed down. Zhang Chongfu rode on his horse and prepared to start.

In front, grain trucks and many old and weak barbarian soldiers were moving forward slowly. Perhaps they could not have imagined that the Han people came so quickly.

Zhang Chongfu turned his head and said in a deep voice: "It seems that they have not yet appeared. Brothers, the time to make achievements has come."

Hundreds of cavalry emerged from the forest road and slowly marched forward. The people and horses coming out from behind spread out to the left and right wings, and the army gradually dispersed, forming an assault formation.

It was obvious that it was impossible to hide the whereabouts in the middle. Everyone didn't say anything, and occasionally there was a cough and a sound from the horse's nose.

Zhang Chongfu carefully pulled out an arrow from the quiver and kept moving forward at a slow speed. His eyes never left his prey for a moment. He was lying on the ground and slowly approaching.

He understood that this battle was related to the general's future. If he was defeated, the court would definitely hold him accountable, so he had to be careful and not to fail.

Soon, the sharp-eyed barbarians finally discovered something strange. The figures of the cavalry were not easy to hide. There were screams from afar. The old and weak barbarians on the road were not panicked, but instead picked up the stone knife and bone knife in their hands and prepared to fight back.

Zhang Chongfu didn't care about so many things. He kicked the war horse and shouted: "Kill!"

The cavalry in the front immediately rushed out, and the horses behind also accelerated. The silent army immediately shouted loudly, and the sound of horse hooves suddenly roared.

Wow, the barbarians saw the condescending cavalry. After resisting for a while, they realized the huge gap. The instinct of survival made the courage in their hearts disappear, and they turned around and ran away.

Not afraid of death does not mean death.

The cavalry chased and killed each other, but how could it be faster than the four legs, and it was on this plain?

There was a lot of crying around, like the Shura field on earth, which was no different from massacre.

Zhang Chongfu led his men to sprint further along the road towards his team, without stopping, and the arrows in his hands did not stop. He didn't need to pull the bow, and no one had to pull the whole thing. Anyway, these barbarians were not wearing armor.

The war horses ran all the way, the bowstrings "cracked" all the way, arrows flew in the air, and the chaotic crowds on the road kept falling down, and corpses were everywhere.

Some barbarians knelt on the ground, raised their hands and begged. The cavalry rushed up to the general, but they couldn't understand anyway, and they stabbed the spear at the target. The remaining people got up and ran desperately, rushed to the front cavalry, took the bow and arrow, pulled out the saber from their backs, stared at one, and rushed.

"Puchi--" The sound of the sabre entering the flesh was very obvious.

"Burn them-" Zhang Chongfu said calmly as he looked at the truckloads of food and grass.

Then, the food and fodder on the truck were lit, and smoke rolled along the winding road.

"What's going on? This is the direction of our food and grass!" Fu Guangliang looked at the thick smoke in the distance and guessed it instantly, feeling quite panicked:

"Why are you going back? It's only been a few days, when did the Han people get so fast?"

"Send someone to see what the situation is!"

Immediately, he calmed down and sent people to check in.

"The leader was a Han cavalry, with only a few hundred cavalry, and all the food and grass were burned down, and most of the hundreds of young and old were killed, and few escaped."

Fu Guangliang patted the tiger-skin seat and angrily shouted: "How many cavalry are there in Han people? How dare you be so arrogant, immediately adjust our courage to reinforce! Destroy this group of cavalry!"

"Even the tigers and leopards in the mountains can't do anything to us, let alone some horses!"

"Why is the smoke ignited outside the city? It seems to be the food of the barbarians!" Wen Fu climbed to the top of the city, looked around, and was happy in his heart. He said loudly:

"Kill a few pigs in the city, our reinforcements have arrived, and we must celebrate!"

As soon as this statement was made, Lizhou City was instantly boiling. In just a few days, the pressure of the barbarians siege the city was already breathless. The arrival of reinforcements finally gave them hope and they were more motivated to defend the city.

"It should be a small army, otherwise it would have defeated the barbarian army long ago, instead of sneaking out food and grass!" Wenfu did not relax at all. He could only hope that these reinforcements could last longer.
Chapter completed!