"Ye Zhao is really cruel!" Outside the treasury, Xiaodian, who was mixed with the refugees, came back and said what happened. Liang Fa couldn't help but feel a little heavy. Obviously, Ye Zhao's decisive behavior exceeded his expectations.

"Ship Qu, Ye Zhao refused to be fooled, what should we do?" A Yellow Turban thief general looked at Liang Fa worriedly: "If there was no such food, we would not be able to continue."

When Liang Fa heard this, his expression became even more gloomy. He punched the wall hard and scolded angrily: "Lu Liang ruined my big deal!"

Who would have thought that Ye Zhao could capture the treasury occupied by the Taiping Cultists with just two hundred people. Liang Fa naturally knew the shortcomings of the Yellow Turban Army's lack of combat power and incomplete equipment. However, no matter how bad it was, he did not expect that he would be defeated so easily by Ye Zhao with only a few enemies. He didn't even have time to react.

"Master Qu, the dog officer has few troops. How about I attacking hard?" A Yellow Turban General suggested. At the beginning, he felt that Liang Fa's approach was a bit redundant. Ye Zhao had only a few people in his hands. If he kept running, he would not be able to catch it for a while, but taking advantage of the danger at this time was tantamount to seeking death.

Liang Fa sighed in his heart. He didn't want to do this, but the chaos in the city now made him feel a little overwhelmed. Until now, he couldn't even understand how many people he had under him. Apart from the hundreds of people who were in charge, there were many Taiping scholars left. However, Liang Fa found that some of his command centers came over, and the commander was also very chaotic. Last night, there were constant reports of generals being assassinated, making the already weak command system even weaker.

But now, the Suiyang treasury must be taken over, otherwise the entire Suiyang Taiping Cult's uprising army would be in a dilemma of no food available.

He had read military books, and naturally understood the principle that the three armies had not moved, and food and grass were the first to move.

"That's all!" Liang Fa nodded in a depressed manner. Now he had no other way. Ye Zhao must have prepared: "Spread some more people!"

"Uh, we have seven hundred elites here, isn't it enough?" Several Yellow Turban thieves looked at Liang Fa in confusion, feeling that he had made a big fuss.

"Not enough, do what I said." Liang Fa shook his head.

Elite?

Before fighting with Ye Zhao, he also felt that the bandits brought from various counterfeit villages were considered elite, and even if they were not inferior to the imperial court, otherwise, they would not be able to defeat the county soldiers escorted to him when they were robbed.

But sometimes, this person is more dead than others, and he has to throw away the goods. When he led these elite troops to besiege the government office, he already felt that the so-called elite troops were somewhat unworthy, and a good commander was also very important to the combat effectiveness of an army. On his side, he seemed to be unable to come up with any commander who could compete with Ye Zhao. He could not do it himself, and even worse, others were not.

Even though he has hundreds of people around him now, several times that of Ye Zhao, Liang Fa still does not have much confidence to defeat Ye Zhao with these people.

"Here!" Although a Yellow Turban thief general was puzzled why Liang Fa was so cautious, he still followed the sang like a general and sent someone to summon people.

Soon, a large number of Taiping scholars rushed over one after another. I am afraid that even Liang Fa would summon so many people with one order.

Looking around, the open spaces around the warehouse and the streets and alleys are full of Wuyang Wuyang's heads, which is very spectacular. Originally, Liang Fa just wanted to recruit one or two thousand people. No matter how powerful Ye Zhao was, he didn't think that Ye Zhao could use the little force in his hand to make ten. After all, this is the treasury, not the city wall.

But now, at first glance, I can't tell how many people I've attracted. In short, it was filled with all directions. Liang Fa frowned. Why did he attract so many people at once?

"Why are there so many people?" Liang Fa asked out the doubts in his heart.

"Master Qu, people kept assassinating our generals last night. Many of the troops had no leaders and were gathered together by other leaders." The Yellow Turban General said: "But so many people should be enough, right?"

Liang Fa nodded and smiled, "It's okay, the more you have, the better."

Isn’t Han Xin’s order of troops better in the past? Liang Fa felt that what he learned over the years should come in handy.

"Lord, how many people do you have to do?" Looking at the head of Wuyang Wuyang on the treasury's city tower, Qiu Chi felt his legs weak.

Ye Zhao ignored him and carefully checked the formation of the Yellow Turban Army. Liang Fa stood in the crowd and could not observe it, but Ye Zhao could see it clearly from a condescending place.

As for the things I saw in front of me, there were three or four thousand people, and there were still people coming from all directions. Ye Zhao suddenly laughed: "This battle is worry-free."

"Master, you..." Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao in shock, wanting to ask, "Master, you are crazy, are you?"

But now, the Yellow Turban Army gathered outside no longer knows how many times it is. Ten times it will definitely be more than ten times. How can this worry-free? Where does this optimism come from?

"Fang Yue!" Ye Zhao ignored Qiu Chi's surprise and turned his head to look at Fang Yue.

"I am humble!" Fang Yue stepped forward and bowed.

"Everyone goes to the city, and take two to three county soldiers and county guards to lead seven surrendered troops to defend the enemy." Ye Zhao said in a deep voice.

"Here!" Fang Yue agreed expressionlessly, not discouraged by the fact that he had many enemies and was few.

Qiu Chi wanted to say something, but the people in the treasury were quickly mobilized by Fang Yue. Although they had not been trained, according to what Ye Zhao said, even if the veterans led new soldiers, even if they could not be well trained, they still gathered in a very short time. Guan Hai, Gao Sheng, Meng Hu and others began to distribute weapons, and Fang Yue began to teach some basic methods to defend the city.

Outside the treasury, Liang Fa had already begun to command the Taiping Cultists to attack, but for more than an hour, the Taiping Cultists were unable to launch a decent attack. They were driven away several times and were shot back by arrows before they even approached the wall.

The most in this treasury is supplies. Ye Zhao is not stingy. He has been armed to the teeth, including the surrendered army. After repelling several waves of Taiping Cultists in a row, the surrendered soldiers have lost their cowardly power that he had hesitated before. At least they will not be afraid to fight. In addition, under the leadership of the veterans, they patrolled the city walls one by one, and they have a bit of momentum.
Chapter completed!