Half a month later, the barbarians in Jianling City couldn't sit still.

"Meng Shuai, this is the third time! If this continues, all our barbarian warriors will starve to death!"

Meng Kun sat on the main seat and listened to the roar of the other patriarchs, his face was gloomy and frightening.

Losing more than 100,000 shi in half a month, this has already hurt Meng Kun's muscles and bones!

"Have you found out? Who is robbing our food and grass? Why can't we catch them?"

Meng Kun sent at least 5,000 people to inspect, but he never found out where the food interception team sent by Liu Zhang was hiding.

"Meng Shuai, we found it! There is a navy on the Lujiang River. As long as our food and grass appear on the river, they will definitely intercept it!"

"Water Army!"

Meng Kun wasn't annoyed, he didn't expect Liu Zhang to be so treacherous that he even sent all the sailors here!

Buwei in Yongchang County is very far away from Jianling in Yizhou County. If you don't rely on water to transport grain, it will be too late in time!

But if this continues, Meng Kun's 50,000 troops will starve to death.

"How many people are there in Liu Zhang's navy?"

Meng Kun has nothing to do, he has no navy, not even a boat.

If it was really urgent, Meng Kun could only let all the soldiers get on the bamboo rafts to fight Liu Zhang's water army.

"About five thousand people."

Meng Kun heaved a sigh of relief, this number is still acceptable.

"Jianling has 50,000 barbarian warriors, why not hurry up to weave bamboo rafts, and then send 20,000 warriors to fight on bamboo rafts. As long as these navy troops are eliminated, the food crisis will naturally be resolved!"

The head of the Gui clan turned pale with fright, and waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

"Meng Shuai must not! I saw Liu Zhang's army's naval warships with my own eyes, and they are definitely not something we can match. If all the barbarian warriors are sent to the river, I'm afraid they will lose their lives in vain!"

The 50,000 barbarians in Jianling City are not the private property of Meng Kun's clan, but the power of the entire Yongchang County barbarians. Meng Kun was willing to let the warriors under his command die, but the chiefs of the tribes were absolutely reluctant.

Especially the patriarchs of those small tribes, there are not many young men in their own tribes. If they are killed and injured on Lushui, the tribes going back will be in danger of being annexed.

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either! What do you want me to do? Starve to death in Jianling City!"

Why Meng Kun didn't understand the careful thinking of these patriarchs, I'm afraid whether they can survive the battle is still open to question, but it is true that they don't want soldiers to be killed or killed.

"Meng Shuai calm down!"

The patriarchs persuaded each other, but they didn't have any good plan to break the situation, so they could only bow their heads and sigh.

"Father commander, we and Yong Jie have a total army of 100,000, why are we trapped in the city by Liu Zhang's 60,000 army?"

A burly boy suddenly stepped out of the crowd, his burly figure did not match that immature face at all.

"So it's Huo'er!"

A rare look of relief flashed in Meng Kun's eyes. He was most proud of his son Meng Huo.

Although he is only fifteen years old, his bravery is no less than any barbarian warrior. I believe that in a few years, he will definitely become the number one barbarian!

"My son doesn't know something. Liu Zhang is extremely treacherous. Before becoming a father, he fell into his tricks! If it is not a fluke, he has already fallen into his hands!"

Of course, Meng Kun would not say that Liu Zhang took the initiative to release him, as that would definitely damage his status in the hearts of the barbarians.

"Father commander, what can we do with treachery? We must speak with strength! Now that Liu Zhang is besieging Dianchi Lake, his battalion must be empty of troops! As long as we sneak attack at night and let Yong Jie lead the army to fight out, how can we not defeat Liu Zhang?"

After Meng Huo's reminder, Meng Kun suddenly realized.

That's right, I have never fought Liu Zhang head-on, so why am I so afraid of him?

The last time the defeat outside Zhu Ti City was not because they couldn't beat Liu Zhang, but because when Liu Zhang came, all their soldiers and horses killed each other!

If Liu Zhang really had the confidence to defeat the barbarian army head-on, why did he feign defeat twice in a row?

"What my son said is absolutely true! As a father, I almost mistaken myself!"

Meng Kun's mood immediately improved. As long as Liu Zhang was defeated head-on, the navy on Lushui could be completely ignored.

"Meng Shuai, what the young commander said is right! The Han people are weak, far inferior to our barbarian warriors! Now that we have the upper hand, if we start a scuffle with Liu Zhang, we must be the winners in the end!"

The chiefs of all the tribes nodded one after another, fully agreeing with Meng Huo's strategy of robbing the camp, and no one raised any objections.

Meng Kun was very happy in his heart, but there was still a little bit of embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, he could not get the support of everyone, but his son Meng Huo won the praise of everyone instead.

It seems that the position of the barbarian king may really appear again! Meng Huo had great possibilities.

"Okay! It's just that the robbery of the camp requires the cooperation of Yongjie. Now that Dianchi Lake is surrounded by four sides, how can we pass the news?"

To deal with Liu Zhang, we must seek a one-hit victory and kill him thoroughly, so as not to leave Liu Zhang with a chance to breathe.

But with only Meng Kun's 50,000 people, it must be difficult to do it.

"Meng Shuai doesn't need to worry. My warriors are good at climbing. They can sneak up to Dianchi Lake at night and then climb up the city wall to inform Yongjie!"

The Mangshi tribe is located deep in the mountains, and the most basic survival skill for every member of the tribe is climbing. It is a piece of cake for stealing into the city.

"Okay! Now that's the case, the patriarch will be busy."

Five days later, at Choushi, the gates of Jianling City were wide open, and countless barbarians, led by Meng Kun, Meng Huo and others, spewed out, all marching towards Dianchi Lake.

All the 50,000 barbarians were dispatched, and Jianling instantly became an empty city.

The barbarians were good at traveling through the mountains, and they marched extremely fast. They arrived near Dianchi Lake in just half an hour.

Since the barbarians did not wear shoes, the noise caused during the whole process was very small, even smaller than the sneak attack of Liu Zhang's elite troops.

The whole process was exceptionally smooth, from out of town to arrival at the destination without any problems.

The moonlight was bright tonight, and Liu Zhang's army camp was also brightly lit, so the situation inside the camp could be seen almost clearly.

Many patrol teams are patrolling the camp, and the guards at the gate are still looking around nervously, and it seems that the defense is extremely strict.

"Father, it seems that Liu Zhang has been prepared for our night attack!"

Presumably Meng Huo was worried, but Meng Kun heaved a sigh of relief.

"Liu Zhang is good at using troops, so it's normal to be prepared! If the camp is unprepared, we won't be able to enter!"

Meng Kun's ability to sit on the head of the Meng clan was not due to brute force, he also had a good mind.

"Father, it will be Yin's time soon, and it will be dawn in another hour!"

Meng Huo was a little anxious. Normally speaking, Choushi is the most sleepy time for people. After Yinshi, he would gradually wake up.

But now that Liu Zhang's camp is heavily guarded, the effect of the night attack is bound to be insignificant.

(end of this chapter)

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