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Chapter 63 Fulfillment

As Ye Zhao expected, in the next few days, although Liang Fa launched a fierce attack on Suiyang City, the Yellow Turban Army, whose sharpness had lost its strength, was even more powerful, but the pressure on the defenders was worse than that on the other day. In the end, even the Yellow Turban Army rarely even attacked the city top, let alone break through the city gate.

At this time, Liang Fa had already understood that what the Yellow Turban general said that day was right, and the amount of the number really could not fully represent combat effectiveness, especially after the soldiers guarding the city gradually lost the panic of the initial battle, the progress of the siege became even more unbearable.

The afterglow of the sunset released the last ray of light between heaven and earth. Looking at the city wall that always stood like a mountain, Liang Fa couldn't say what kind of feeling he felt at this moment. He only knew that trying to break through this city seemed to have become a luxury. Even though he still had an absolute advantage in his hands, this advantage had proved that the words of the Yellow Turban general were not lyrics. After the initial frustration dissipated, all that was left was endless loneliness and confusion.

Is it really possible for the Taiping Cult to overthrow this decadent world?

This is a question that has been lingering in Liang Fa's mind these days. Today's Taiping Sect is no longer trusted and supported by the people as it was in the beginning. It is not only because of Suiyang. Even among the other counties that have already occupied, Liang Fa no longer feels the fanatical beliefs and worship of the past from the eyes of the people. There is only indifference, numbness and... hatred!

Although the uprising has only been one month since then, in this month, although the Taiping Cult is unstoppable, the image in people's hearts is constantly collapsing. Liang Fa naturally knows why. The Taiping Cult only brings disasters and does not bring equality and freedom to everyone as the legendary ones. It is just that he is powerless to stop and change something, and he does not know how to solve the current dilemma.

The broken city wall in Suiyang exudes a vicissitudes and majesty in the sunset, and it is more like an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of all the Yellow Turban soldiers outside Suiyang City.

"Ship Qu, we..." A yellow turban general came to Liang Fa in a dirt face. Looking at Liang Fa's appearance, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say.

He had already tried his best, but the combat power of the Suiyang defenders seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. However, they failed to break through Suiyang for three consecutive days, but they lost all their might in the spirit of the Taiping Cult outside Suiyang City. They were not regular troops. What's more, in the case of unfavorable combat, no matter how they aroused morale, even if these Yellow Turban generals did not understand the tactics of war, they could see that it was impossible to forcibly breaking through with their current state.

"Since the strong attack cannot break Sui Yang..." Liang Fa came back to his senses, sorted out his mood, looked at Sui Yang in the sunset and said, "Let's withdraw the troops for the time being and surround Sui Yang. I will think of another trick to break the city."

No matter what, it is impossible for him to admit defeat in this battle between him and Ye Zhao. It is not about the anger in his heart. The granary, weapons and supplies of the court are stored in Suiyang City. It is also a very important strategic position for the entire Taiping Sect and cannot be lost.

"Here!"

Several Yellow Turban generals were relieved and bowed and prepared to withdraw their troops. Although they could not break through the city wall, there would be no problem if they just surrounded and did not attack.

"By the way." Liang Fa seemed to remember something, and called a Yellow Turban General and said, "Where is Gao Shun now?"

Gao Shun was the Yellow Turban general who advised him to be bombarded by Liang Fa that day.

"Uh...Ship Qu, wasn't he sent to Meng County to supervise the food and grass? He was responsible for sending people to transport the food and grass in our army these days, and there was no lack." The call-out Yellow Turban general looked at Liang Fa blankly.

"I know!" Liang Fa said with a somewhat ugly expression: "I mean, does he have any complaints?"

Now that I think about it, what Gao Shun said that day was almost fulfilled. At that time, he was angry and didn't think so much. Now, Liang Fa regretted it a little. There were not many talents available in the Taiping Sect. Now that one of them was released, he was driven away by himself. If he listened to his opinions that day, the situation might be better than now.

"I haven't heard of this. I will send someone to ask." The Yellow Turban General said.

"Go, if there is nothing wrong in the rear, let him come to Suiyang as soon as possible to help the battle." Liang Fa nodded and said, he drove away the person at the time, but now he wants to invite the person back again, which is a bit difficult to say.

"Here!" Although he was a little puzzled, since Liang Fa had already spoken, the Yellow Turban generals naturally did not dare to disobey. He immediately agreed and sent someone to Meng County to call people. Although he didn't understand why Liang Fa said so tactfully, he still understood when he wanted to call people.

Compared to Liang Fa's entanglement, Ye Zhao has been living a good life these days. With the strict promulgation of curfews and other laws, the entire Suiyang City fell into a dead silence. Apart from the distribution of food in the morning and evening, there is no scene of people gathering in Suiyang. In this way, the Taiping Cult in this city naturally only has a chance every day.

In the past three days, I have gained a lot and have been caught dozens of remnants of the Taiping Cult, including three big fish.

"I admire you for being wise and wise." Zhang Xiang, who witnessed Ye Zhao's efforts to force these remnants of Taiping Cult, had to admire Ye Zhao's ability at this time.

"Little Doyle." Ye Zhao waved his hand with a smile.

"Lord, I have only captured dozens of them now. I am worried that there are more remnants of Taiping Cult hidden in the city. With the precedent of these three days, it may be even more difficult to arrest them again." Qiu Chi looked at Ye Zhao worriedly and said.

"It's enough to have these." Ye Zhao shook his head: "There are too many people who have to catch them, and it's hard enough to support the people of this city. It's all up to Gong Zhang and other gentry to support them, so there's no need to cause trouble for them."

Zhang Xiang smiled and said, "It's just a few meals, and we can still bear it."

"Take it seriously?" Ye Zhao's eyes lit up and he looked at Zhang Xiang.

"Uh..." Zhang Feng was speechless, and suddenly remembered that Ye Zhao was crazy about this period. If he had opened this mouth, wouldn't he bump into the gun? He didn't speak awkwardly for a moment and didn't dare to answer again.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, you joke that with these people, you can almost defeat these thieves in the Taiping Cult." Ye Zhao said with a smile.

"I will bring all the Taiping Sect traitors." Qiu Chi's eyes lit up. Ye Zhao's ability to ask about the case was no less than that of fighting, and she couldn't wait.
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