Leshan finally encountered a real test.

In the afternoon, several groups of bandits joined together and launched a frantic attack on Leshan with all their might.

Large groups of bandits surged up like a tidal wave.

Facing so many enemies, the brothers who had been in high spirits before began to look panicked.

Song Jiande's yelling didn't seem to be as effective as before.

After all, these soldiers are not soldiers in the true sense.

It's good that they have persisted until now.

When facing an enemy whose strength far exceeds one's own, it is human nature to be afraid.

Just when Song Jiande was at a loss, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly appeared.

He waved a telegram in his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Captain Song, brothers, reinforcements, reinforcements!"

Song Jiande was overjoyed when he heard this: "Where are the reinforcements? Where are the reinforcements?"

"Reinforcements are on the way." Meng Shaoyuan pretended to be out of breath: "At the latest, reinforcements will arrive tomorrow!"

"good!"

Song Jiande was overjoyed and grabbed the telegram: "Brothers, hold on a little longer, reinforcements are already on the way!"

Just such a shout quickly stabilized the already shaken morale.

"Brothers, brothers!" Meng Shaoyuan also shouted: "Shangfeng said that if you stick to Leshan, everyone will be rewarded. Those who serve as officials will be promoted to one level, and those who serve as soldiers will receive three months more salary!"

There is no better motivation than this!

The soldiers who originally wanted to escape picked up their weapons and rejoined the battle with shouts and screams.

Meng Shaoyuan smiled bitterly.

The telegram was false, and so was the promise from the summit.

But now this is the only way to quickly stabilize the morale of the military.

Otherwise, Leshan really cannot be saved.

As long as he can defend Leshan, Meng Shaoyuan can use any method.

"This is the largest attack by the bandits." Meng Shaoyuan said while holding a telescope: "As long as we defeat this time, the bandits' momentum will weaken.

I called Boss Dai, maybe the reinforcements will really arrive tomorrow!"

A gust of wind blew.

Meng Shaoyuan suddenly asked: "What kind of wind is blowing now?"

Su Junwen stretched out his hand: "Dongfeng."

"Su Junwen, return to the city immediately and mobilize the people to help me do something!"

…

Meng Shaoyuan's judgment was correct.

Encouraged by reinforcements and promotions and fortunes, facing the tsunami-like attack, Ju still controlled the position in the hands of Song Ying.

At the most critical moment of the battle, Li Zhifeng appeared.

He and two guards brought a heavy machine gun!

A recently repaired heavy machine gun.

It was quickly placed, and the heavy machine gun roared immediately.

This brings different psychological feelings to the offensive and defensive sides.

The powerful firepower of the heavy machine gun boosted the morale of the defenders.

But for the bandits, it is fatal.

The key is that the roar of the heavy machine gun is really too permeating!

At this time, the roar of the heavy machine gun was simply the most beautiful music in the world to Song Jiande.

I listened there with my eyes closed for a while, and suddenly something came to my mind: "Hua Zimo, you piece of trash, you can't even repair a machine gun, look at this guy again!"

…

The Battle of Leshan was a magical battle.

The reason why it is so miraculous is that a group of soldiers who look more like bandits than bandits actually guarded the city.

The bandits tried their best to attack this time, but were repulsed again.

Dozens of people died, mostly by bandits.

In this kind of war, you can't expect everyone to be a master of marksmanship.

We can't even expect to see the tragic scene of corpses strewn everywhere.

Being able to kill dozens of people is already pretty good.

The morale of the bandits was destroyed.

And at this time, a jaw-dropping scene appeared.

A large number of people appeared behind the position with pots and pans.

They even started to set up a stove and light a fire not far from the position to cook.

Song Jiande was dumbfounded.

When I asked about it, I found out that it was Meng Shaoyuan, Chief Meng who came from Chongqing.

He hurriedly called Meng Shaoyuan to his side: "Xiao Meng, what does this mean?"

Meng Shaoyuan smiled and pointed to the sky: "It's the east wind now."

East wind?

What happened to Dongfeng?

Song Jiande was confused.

But he soon understood,

So many people came together to light a fire and cook.

Chicken, duck, fish and meat, in order to reward these brothers who stuck to Leshan, the people brought out all the delicious food at home.

Good guy, bursts of fragrance are slowly drifting to the other side with the east wind.

This move is too damaging.

Bandits and bandits are not regular troops.

Especially in terms of logistical supplies.

If you allow them to have complete logistical supplies, that is just wishful thinking.

This group of people came out just to plunder, capture a village and town, eat and drink well, and leave with the loot.

Especially this time, they are confident that they will conquer Leshan.

What supplies do you need to bring?

Unexpectedly, Leshan is indestructible.

The battle had been going on all day long, and the meager food had long been gone.

The bandits were tired and hungry. They were all listless and their stomachs were growling with hunger.

At this moment, bursts of fragrance wafted over.

Is this good enough?

This is simply killing people.

The bandits swallowed their saliva one by one and looked at Leshan across from them in a daze.

She looks so much like a woman waiting for her man to come back.

…

Big bowls of food were delivered to the brothers.

The big, shiny fat meat covered on top of the rice makes people salivate at the sight of it.

"Xiao Meng, this move of yours is quite damaging."

Song Jiande finally understood why he did this.

Look at how delicious the brothers are eating.

Look at the bandits on the other side.

Meng Shaoyuan had the smile of a worldly expert.
To be continued...