After listening to the advice, I rebelled and became an emperor of all ages

This clearly doesn't give them any room to breathe!
Chagan Wuli was filled with anger and shock. The scene before him made his originally exhausted expression suddenly become extremely horrified. His pupils suddenly shrank when he saw the rebels rushing up, as if he was facing a ferocious beast.

what is this?
Don’t those rebels need to rest?

At this moment, the rebel army came like a tide, and the roar of the soldiers was deafening, as if they were going to swallow up the entire Yandang City.

He was filled with shock and anger, and his heart was filled with rage. He understood that the rebels wanted to break through their defenses in one fell swoop and completely disregarded the casualties.

But is this really necessary?
He frowned and looked at the rebel army rushing towards him, and this question arose in his mind.

Did Lin Zhongyun really think that he would be safe after taking over Yandang City? Wasn't he afraid that this battle would seriously damage the vitality of the rebel army and that they would never recover from it?
Previously, he was able to guess some of Lin Zhongyun's intentions, but this time he became suspicious of Lin Zhongyun's actions and thought it was a bad move on his part.

If the rebels continued to surround and confront them as they did before, they would be able to capture Yandang City at almost no cost.

But why did the rebels launch this crazy and tidal attack?
"Does he really think that such an attack can easily take Yandang City?" Chagan Wuli thought to himself. If the rebels continue to attack in this way, they will definitely pay a heavy price.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind as he tried to guess Lin Zhongyun's motives.

However, after much thought, he still couldn't think of the exact reason, and finally he could only conclude that Lin Zhongyun was so desperate because of the shortage of food and grass.

But after thinking about it carefully, he became more certain of his idea.

After all, the rebel army is no longer a group of scattered soldiers, but a huge army of one million. This only counts those incorporated into the military camp, not to mention the vassal troops who fought bravely in the front and served as cannon fodder.

If these vassal armies were included, the number of the rebel army would far exceed one million, and the momentum would be extremely powerful.

However, such a large force also has a disadvantage, which is that the daily consumption of food and fodder is huge and terrifying.

The rebel army started the uprising in Cangzhou, and then fought their way to Yuzhou, Yangzhou, and Hanzhou. In this series of wars, the rebel army fought everywhere and had little time to rest.

Even though Lin Zhongyun has great support from the people and the common people continuously contribute food, it is still difficult to support the rebel army in a long-term battle.

"If we can't capture Yandang City as soon as possible, I'm afraid the rebels will withdraw on their own initiative due to food and grass problems."

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly lit up and his heart became more and more excited, as if he saw a glimmer of hope.

This means that as long as they can hold on, the northern border will still be in their hands, and the northern barbarians will not face the danger of genocide.

This also led to the fact that Lin Zhongyun, who had always loved his soldiers like his own sons, was determined to capture Yandang City even if it meant sacrificing his life.

Then, he realized that Lin Zhongyun's frantic attack at this moment was actually using human lives to fill the gap in food and grass. Every soldier who charged was paying the price for the continuation of this war with his own life.

However, although Lin Zhongyun's decision seemed decisive, it was actually fraught with great risks. Using human lives to fill the gap in food and grass would ultimately only lead to a serious loss of vitality for the rebels, and might even backfire on his prestige.

You know, Lin Zhongyun now has a very high prestige in the army.

You know, now Lin Zhongyun has a high prestige in the army, his benevolence and concern for the soldiers make the soldiers willing to follow him. However, this prestige is based on his love for the soldiers and protecting their lives.

If the rebel army suffers heavy casualties and Lin Zhongyun still does not change his strategy, sooner or later those who originally supported him very much will change their hearts, and it is not impossible that a mutiny will even occur.

After all, a large part of these rebel forces were not real aristocrats, but peasants who rose up spontaneously to fight. Their ideas were simple: to have food to eat and a way to make a living, and they didn't care about anything else.

In this case, the impact of a large number of casualties on them is huge, even irreversible. Once the loyalty of these people is shaken, the consequences will be disastrous.

Only then did he realize how wise it was for the Northern Barbarians' military advisor to designate five cities to defend. If they had continued to charge forward like before, the rebels would have already reached their doorsteps.

He realized that he had to take advantage of this and look for opportunities to counterattack or even shake the morale of the rebels.

At the same time, the second wave of offensive by the rebels arrived.

"Quick, prepare to meet the enemy!" The deputy general stood on the city wall and shouted loudly, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

"Hold on! Don't let them break through!" A strong fighting spirit burned in his heart. Although he knew the difficulty of this battle, he had to boost morale and not let fear spread.

"Shoot!" Following his command, the archers on the city wall drew their bows and shot arrows at the rebels like rain.

Just as the deputy general was giving orders, Chagan Wuli came to his senses. He watched the deputy general order the arrows to be shot, and his heart tightened, realizing that this would only waste unnecessary supplies.

He immediately stopped them, his voice like thunder: "Stop! You are not allowed to shoot without my order!!!"

The deputy general turned around in surprise, with a hint of doubt in his eyes. The other soldiers also stopped what they were doing and focused their eyes on Chagan Uli.

Chagan Wuli took a deep breath and tried to appear calm and resolute: "The reason why Lin Zhongyun attacked so frantically was because they were running low on food and grass.

They are filling the void with human lives. If we can only hold on, this cruel war will be over!"

These words seemed to cause ripples in the air, and a glimmer of light instantly appeared on the soldiers' faces, and their moods that were originally exhausted by the battle seemed to be rekindled.

Everyone's morale was immediately boosted, with hope glittering in their eyes, and they all whispered, "As long as we hold on, we will win!"

"Yes, persistence is victory!"

"As long as we hold on a little longer, we will win!"

At this moment, everyone couldn't help but cheer up. They were excited by the good news and their morale was extremely high.

Chagan Wuli was very satisfied with this and smiled. He immediately issued an order: "From now on, unless the rebels really climb up the city wall, they are not allowed to shoot arrows. We must save supplies! At the same time, have people start to rotate and maintain their physical strength to ensure that we can hold on for longer!"

The soldiers responded one after another and said yes in unison. Their voices gathered together like a torrent, shaking the entire city wall.

Chagan Uli could feel that the soldiers' confidence seemed to be sublimated at this moment. Everyone understood that if they could work together, the dawn of victory was just ahead.

He knew that from now on, the situation on the battlefield had begun to change, and the balance of victory began to tip towards them. And this was a good start, with this group of high-spirited troops, they were able to hold out for a longer period of time.

His eyes were firm and his heart was full of faith, as if he had seen the future of the Northern Barbarians. …

However, at the same time, Lin Zhongyun did not know that his orders had boosted the morale of the Northern Barbarian Army.

He stood in the big tent, his eyes fixed on Yandang City on the sand table, his brows slightly furrowed, as if thinking about something.

The atmosphere in the big tent was heavy. The whispers of the soldiers and the roar of the war drums outside intertwined together, forming the best background sound for this fierce siege.

The reason why Lin Zhongyun launched attacks again and again was not because of the lack of food and grass, but out of a deeper consideration. He did not want to give the Northern Barbarians too much time, and he did not want to give them a chance to breathe.

In his opinion, Yandang City is the last gateway to the Northern Barbarians. If a breakthrough can be made here, the Northern Barbarians' will to resist will be completely destroyed.

"As long as this city is captured, the northern barbarians will surely be thrown into disarray."

Lin Zhongyun thought to himself, his eyes became extremely determined, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.

He believed that after such a fierce attack, the Northern Barbarian troops in the other cities would surely feel panic and despair, thus exposing more flaws, which would allow them to be wiped out in one fell swoop.

The brutal siege continued, arrows rained down, war drums thundered, the battlefield was filled with the sounds of swords and guns clashing, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

Lin Zhongyun's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he was secretly calculating his next strategy. He knew that only by constantly exerting pressure could he force the Northern Barbarians into a desperate situation.

Half an hour later, facing the long-standing siege of Yandang City, he ordered his men to withdraw the previous group of people, and then sent a new wave of people to go up.

This was exactly the result he wanted, not giving the Northern Barbarians any chance to breathe.

Every rotation ended in failure, but every attack was a further blow to the morale of the Northern Barbarians and put mental pressure on them.

Although he also learned that Chagan Uli was spreading the news that he was short of food and grass, his move helped boost Chagan Uli's morale.

However, he was not angry about it, because he didn't care, or rather, he didn't care.

He knew that the high morale could not withstand the pressure of reality. The rumors of insufficient food and grass were just clouds, and the million-strong army he controlled was the real strength.

Since he has an army of one million, it is necessary to maximize the advantages of this army.

The huge scale is enough to support him to rotate multiple times a day, but the Northern Barbarians can't do that. Such an offensive is like a surging tide, which is bound to make the Northern Barbarians tired. By that time, they will definitely expose their weaknesses.

Even though Chagan Uli's morale is high now, they will only be more miserable tomorrow.

Now Chagan Uli is gambling again, betting on who can last longer.

However, when it comes to a protracted war, their rebel army has never been afraid of anyone, and all his previous accumulations in Yangzhou and Hanzhou have come in handy.

In any case, a large amount of food is now being transported from Yangzhou, Cangzhou and Yuzhou, and even the powerful weapon that can destroy the seven cities of Hanzhou overnight will arrive soon.

Although their number is small, they will undoubtedly pose a huge threat to the rebels.

However, he believed that even without that siege weapon, after such a fierce attack, the Northern Barbarian Army in the other cities would surely feel panic and despair, thus exposing more flaws.

……

At the same time, the situation in Luoye City had reached a point of tension.

The Northern Barbarians on the city wall had a stern look on their faces, ready to fight, always on guard against a possible surprise attack by the rebels. Outside the city wall, the rebels stared at the Northern Barbarians with rage, and responded in kind.

At this moment, Li Zhongwu was discussing the next deployment with the generals in the big tent.

After everyone calmed down, they realized how wise Li Zhongwu's previous order to retreat was.

They were all so overwhelmed with anger at the time that they only saw the bodies falling to the ground one after another. However, after everyone had evacuated, they realized that the casualties this time were much greater than they had imagined.

Those lost soldiers are not only their brothers, but also an indelible pain in their hearts.

Even though the generals knew that the casualties this time were much greater than they had imagined, it was precisely because of this that they were more eager for revenge. Anger and grief intertwined in everyone's heart, like a blazing fire, driving them to fight.

"I'm willing to fight!" A young general stepped forward first, his fists clenched and his eyes sparkling.

"Me too!" Another veteran, looking old but energetic, followed closely behind, his voice low but powerful.

As they requested to fight, the atmosphere became more and more heated. All the soldiers stood up and echoed in unison. The voices surged like a tide: "Revenge! Revenge!"

Li Zhongwu looked at the people in front of him and felt extremely excited.

"Revenge, of course I must take revenge!"

Li Zhongwu nodded, his tone firm and powerful, but his eyes flashed with a deep light, and he said in a deep voice: "But this time, the elite troops put on the armor of those vassal troops, approach the enemy quietly, and kill the northern barbarians by surprise!"

After hearing this, the generals were shocked. If this was the case, even if the Northern Barbarians sent reinforcements, it would only catch them off guard.

"Yes, General!"

The generals nodded and began to convey orders to their subordinates, actively preparing for the next attack.

However, at this time, Xianyu Anrong climbed up the city wall and looked at the silent rebel camp in the distance, and the uneasiness in his heart subsided a little.

Then, he shifted his gaze to the direction of Yangzhou in the distance, muttering to himself: "I don't know how the military advisor is doing, and whether he has arrived in Yangzhou smoothly."

He thought this in his heart, because he knew very well that only by cutting off the food supply of the rebels could they live up to their hard work here. (End of this chapter)