On June 12th, after dinner, Murong took hundreds of personal soldiers out of the palace to inspect. Now it might be called the King of Yan Camp, although it is still the old house of the past.

Today is the third day after the Liang people siege the city. The entrances on both sides of the street are closed, and there is a dark scene.

Occasionally, a team of Ding Zhuang came over, knocked on the door of a certain door, and sent the wounded soldiers on the stretcher in, paying attention to him to take care of him carefully.

Generally speaking, these are wounded people who are relatively serious and have bad luck. They are better to leave them to the people's care than to stay in the injured camp with extremely dirty and smelly smell.

Compared with the private homes, the streets are brighter, with torches and braziers everywhere, and people are constantly commuting.

It has been guarding the city for only three days, and the casualties are not serious, so everyone's morale is still maintained. When they see Murong, they stop saluting and look respectful.

On the horse road, many soldiers were either sitting on the ground, leaning against the city wall, sleeping or whispering, not knowing what they were talking about.

In the camp diagonally opposite, the snoring sounded loudly, and the soldiers who were rotating were resting.

There was occasionally a creepy cry of pain in the evening breeze, and it soon disappeared without hearing.

Murong stood for a long time and quietly looked at Diao Dou Senyan's city tower.

A moment later, Sima Hanshou walked down from the city and bowed and said, "King, the bandits attacked for three consecutive days, with heavy casualties,

I shouldn't come back tonight."

Murong nodded and asked, "How are our casualties?"

"Not less than two thousand." Han Shou said.

It was still a little big. Murong was secretly shocked. He was a little confused. He could have such a big loss when defending a city.

The people following him heard this and started to talk.

Han Shou looked at it in the fire. There were many nobles from the tribe behind King Yan. At this moment, he whispered and said in a low voice that was not at all rules! This is the fundamental reason why both generations of Murong and King Yan and King Yan were not favored by you.

However, Han Shou was also a little alert, what if the King of Yan was moved by these people and left the city?

The Liang army besieged the city from three sides, leaving only a piece of land in the east. Except for a few rafts, there was no half of the camp. It was obvious that they were encouraged to escape and let them collapse.

The longer you defend the city, the greater the casualties, the greater the attractiveness of the open space in the east of the city.

"Beware of the night attack by the Liang thief." Murong only explained and left quickly.

Some officials from the Yan Prince's Mansion and nobles from the tribe followed behind, and their voices gradually became louder.

"Two thousand people were killed and injured in just three days. Wouldn't there be ten thousand people in half a month? How can you continue to fight? You can't hold on."

"We shouldn't have been guarded from the beginning. In the past, Mo Huba was nomadic in Zule River, so we couldn't go back? Although the place was occupied by Yuwen, I was beaten up and I was still afraid of them?"

"Even if Zuoles can't be caught, go east or north. Why fight head-on with the Liang people? They come, we go, they go, we go, we come back."

The Neishi Gao Xie couldn't listen and scolded, "If you leave, will the Liang people not chase after you? Even if you successfully escape, the Liang people don't know where you are, do you still know? Even Goguryeo can know a little about it."

As soon as this statement was made, the tribal nobles stopped talking, but they were obviously dissatisfied. However, Gao Yi had a high status and they were used to not refuting it.

But there are always exceptions in everything. Lan Bo's brother, Lan Rong, the Uloran tribe, snorted coldly and said, "So what if the Yuwen family informed me? Are you still afraid of them? If it really doesn't work, retreat into Fuyu Country, grab one first, and then take the wasteland to grazle. Can't they drive us away? I don't believe that the Liang people will catch up with you for such a long journey."

Gao Ling frowned.

There were quarrels in the court before, but after a few debates, these Xianbei nobles often gave in. Today, they are really rare to argue with each other with their necks.

Everything must have a cause.

The King of Yan brought these noble people around him, which may have explained some problems.

The nobles of the tribe were not stupid either. They keenly felt the improvement of their status and their momentum rose.

The doctor Ling Yangjing stood silently in the middle of the crowd, and he also smelled a trace of wrong smell.

Today, Jicheng is clearly divided and has become two major groups.

The main force of the tribal nobles is outside the city, in Liaoze, and in the mountains. They do not participate in defending the city. At most, when they attack, they will kill most of the tragic battles. The private soldiers of the Han tyrants are fighting.

They haven't contacted their nephews and their tribe for a while. Will they be worried? Will they have the urge to go back and take a look?

Yang Jing believes that there is such a thing, which is the normal human nature.

These people did not want to defend Jicheng at all, and they also wanted to rely on the grassland herders' methods to deal with the Central Plains army, avoid their edge, temporarily hibernate, and then find another opportunity.

If they have the opportunity to surrender and surrender, and the tribe will make their own decisions, they will not be afraid of surrendering at all.

On the other hand, the natives of the Han area did not want to flee with the nobles of the tribe and live in the wild to chase water and plants. That would inevitably change their lifestyle, change their clothes, and even their descendants would not even know Xia Yan.

Of course, the main reason is that they are too hard and too poor, so they can't stand it.

In short, these two groups of people in the city really can't pee in the same pot.

There are Yuduns in normal times, but Murong and Murong and his son are both biased towards natives, and these scholars are indeed very capable and are very brave in leading troops to fight. Even if the nobles of the tribe can't stand it, they have nothing to say.

But when the country is facing a life-and-death crisis, some things can no longer be fooled, and cracks have already emerged and are getting deeper and deeper.

Just when the atmosphere was a bit subtle, the movement of the group of people leaving the city attracted everyone's attention.

That was the army that came out of the West Gate and was responsible for destroying the Liang people's siege equipment.

Those siege equipment were so annoying that they had to find a way to destroy it. The team behind the city was followed by hundreds of young men and women, and everyone was carrying firewood on their backs. It was obvious that they had to use the fire attack strategy.

It goes without saying that this kind of thing is also very risky. If a person is not good at defending the city, he will not die. He will be defeated when he goes out of the city and will suffer a great loss.

It's really hard to weigh the pros and cons—

*******

When Fengchang Pei Kai returned to the mansion, it was already midnight, and his wife and children were not sleeping and were waiting for him.

"Let's sleep, when will it be?" Pei Kai waved his hand and said.

Most of the people retreated, but only his wife Wei and eldest son Pei Mao stayed.

"Husband-" Wei sat next to him, wanting to speak but stopping.

Pei Kai glanced at her and said, "No need to worry, the city will not be broken for a while. He just left the city to fight and burned some of the Liang people's siege equipment, but the casualties were not minor. Taichang was busy for a long time before the injured were settled."

Pei Kai was Fengchang, corresponding to Taichangqing of Liang State, and medical care was one of his responsibilities.

Hearing the four words "Since deaths and injuries", Pei Mao's face changed and he whispered: "Grandma, the letter from my uncle sent me before is full of confidence--"

Pei Kai reached out to stop the words below.

The "uncle" mentioned by his son is Pei Zhan, and he is his younger brother. After entering the Central Plains, he has done a good job and is now the Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He has repeatedly sent letters, but he has not given any reply.

Speaking of which, their team came to Liaodong, but was not sent to him, but was asked for him on his own initiative.

After Jia Nanfeng was in power, the Pei family suffered heavy losses and their momentum declined. They did not dare to participate in the bloody court struggles. They began to hide their strength and seek local officials, and went everywhere to spread their roots.

Let’s not talk about other parts of the Central Plains, their branch is coming to Liaodong.

After his grandfather (Pei Chang, the captain of Jin Sili), his father (Pei Wu) took the position of Xuan Prefect, and then his uncle (Pei Yi) began to seek the prefect of Changli Prefect.

My father died while serving as the prefect of Xuan, and his uncle and his brother returned to their hometown to protect the funeral. Due to the chaos in the Central Plains and the road was blocked, they eventually stayed in Pingzhou. They served Murong Yiyi and the Feng family were actually very similar.

My uncle was very talented and trusted by Murong. As well as the Pei clan, the power of the Pei clan began to increase greatly and gradually became a prominent family in Pingzhou.

But in this generation, Pei Kai is the only one who has reached a high position.

Speaking of his brother Pei Zhan who ran away, Pei Kai was also a little sarcastic. He was also very talented, and it might be better to go to the Central Plains because Pei Guipin took care of him. Pei Lingyan's grandfather Pei Hui and Pei Kai, and Pei Zhan's grandfather Pei Ji was a brother. Although he was almost at the end of his relatives, he still had some mercy after all.

"Oh, Murong is quite careless about my family." Pei Kai thought for a long time, finally sighed and said.

Pei Mao's heart moved and did not say "Murong Gong", but called Murong directly, which explained a lot of things.

He hit the railway while it was hot: "Grandpa, today I was distributing food at the yamen office. Some tribal nobles asked for it many times, and their attitude was arrogant.

My son refused to speak too much, so he said nothing, saying that we were all 'Liang people', not 'Yan people', and deliberately made things difficult for them. Some people said that the princes and princes of the Siyuan have already surrendered to the beam, and I will surrender to the beam sooner or later——————”

"Hmm?" Pei Kai looked at his son, a little surprised.

He followed Murong, although he felt the changes in the Xianbei leaders of various tribes, to be honest, their status was relatively high.

Those ministers may not dare to act rashly, just argue verbally, and the content of the dispute is often just a matter of fact.

But when it comes down, is it different?

His son's official position was not high, so he was a subordinate of the Danong Wang Dan, who was responsible for the distribution of food and grass.

Wang Dan had been out for a long time and had not returned, so he must have been detained by the Liang people. Jicheng discussed this for a while, and later he stopped talking about it. Some Xianbei people were brainless and could be affected by rumors. They felt that Wang Dan had surrendered to Liang, and his subordinates hated him.

But one by one! Pei Kai couldn't blame these people too much. Is it fake to surrender the large-scale Liang in Liucheng? It's not that people think so.

"Don't be as good as theirs." Pei Kai said, "The overall situation is important now. If you make trouble with your own people, everything will be over.

"Grandma." Pei Mao mustered up the courage to say, "Why don't you consider surrendering? How can my family be in Donghu for a long time? There are many people in the Pei clan who served in the Liang Dynasty. I heard that Pei Guipin was also favored by Emperor Liang, and was the first person under the queen. If my family is—"

"Stop!" Pei Kai scolded.

Pei Maoran.

Wei, who had been talking to him all the time, was dissatisfied when he saw his son being yelled and said, "Pei Jingshu, I marry you when I was young,

I have ever had any complaints following you, from Hedong to Luoyang, from Luoyang to Xuan, and then from Xuan to Jicheng?

When is it that you still hold your loyalty? Why are the Xianbei people so arrogant in such a big city? Whose soldiers guarding the city belong to? It is yours, the Feng family, the private armies of the Han tribes such as Gao, Shi, Wang, Liu, and Yang. They only have more than three thousand cavalrymen. If they really set up a formation in the city, who might win. If you are afraid, I will fight on your behalf, I will ride a horse and shoot arrows anyway."

After being yelled by Wei's family, it was Pei Kairan's turn.

But he had nothing to say.

My wife has been with him for half her life, and she really has no complaints. Now she is just focusing on her family, so she has raised an objection.

Pei Kai was speechless for a long time.

Wei still didn't let him go, and continued, "The King of Yan can tell the difference between importance and importance. If you follow him, you will have some face. But do you know what the following is? The Xianbei people want to leave but can't leave, they are angry and cursed. These unpleasant words cannot reach you, and my son is suffering, you———”

The complaint lasts for a long time.
Chapter completed!