Jiao stared at the crimson east and roared, "Where's Yang Feng? Where did Yang Feng go?!"

"Report! Commander!! Commander Yang's camp is empty! They...they've escaped!" The personal guards came running up to report, stumbling and crawling.

Jiao's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly asked, "Does the Commander know?"

"The commander-in-chief has already headed east of the city!"

Jiao hurriedly turned around, rushed down from the city wall, mounted his horse, and galloped towards the granary with his personal guards.

But when he arrived...

The dozen or so granaries in the camp were all on fire.

Flames leaped several meters high, and the heat wave kept people from even approaching the main camp.

The air was filled with the acrid smell of burnt grain.

Zulang stood before the firelight, his face ashen.

Jiao dismounted and strode forward, asking, "General, what about Yang Feng—"

"Yang Feng!!!" Upon hearing this name, Zu Lang wished he could grab him immediately, chop him up, and eat him with his rice.

Twenty thousand shi of grain! That's enough to feed tens of thousands of people for the next few months!

Although they didn't rely solely on this food for their livelihood, it was something they had painstakingly robbed and accumulated.

Without this food,

Relying solely on fishing and hunting,

The tens of thousands of soldiers in the city would hardly be able to hold out until the autumn harvest.

Zulang now only feels a tightness in his chest, and even feels like he might vomit blood.

Growing increasingly angry, Zu Lang suddenly turned around, stared at Jiao Yi, and asked, "Tell me, what exactly did you do to him in private?"

Jiao immediately bowed: "General, Yang Feng has long harbored rebellious intentions, I have not—"

"Did you have rebellious intentions all along?" Zu Lang had no intention of listening to Jiao Yi's explanation.

He interrupted with a sneer: "If Yang Feng had intended to rebel earlier, would he have only burned the grain?"

He has eight thousand men under his command. If he really wanted to rebel, he would burn down the entire county tonight!

"No..." Jiao's face had turned pale, and he wanted to explain further.

"Still dare to argue?!" Zulang didn't give him a chance, and in a fit of anger, he turned and left.

Jiao Yi still spoke softly, "Yang Feng had already written to me, saying he wanted to reconcile... If you hadn't pushed him too far, how could he have done something like this?"

However, Zulang had already gone far away and could no longer hear his explanation.

Lei Hu arrived with his men at that moment.

He was fully armored, and followed by more than a hundred burly men.

He glanced at the still-burning granary.

Without saying a word, Lei Hu drew his sword.

He turned around and yelled at the people behind him:

"Chase them!!! We need to find them alive or dead!"

Halfway there, Zu Lang suddenly remembered Zhou Yu.

He said to his personal guards, "Go, send someone to deliver a message to Zhou Yu."

For example, the grain warehouse unexpectedly flooded and burned down.

Tell him to deliver the promised supplies as soon as possible, the sooner the better!

The guards obeyed and left.

Yang Feng fled, taking eight thousand men with him.

Zulang also knew that everyone was a Yue people from the mountains and was extremely familiar with the mountains and forests.

Once Yang Feng's men have gone deep into the mountains, it's almost impossible to bring them back.

Without stored grain,

The tribesmen could only venture deeper into the mountains to hunt and fish.

Unrest among the people is probably inevitable.

The plan to immediately attack Liu Bei's supply lines has now had to be temporarily shelved.

After calming down, Zu Lang couldn't help but wonder, "Why did Yang Feng rebel immediately after Zhou Yu's visit? Could there be some unspeakable secret between them?"

…………

Wanling City.

There are less than five days left until Lu Yong's expected deployment time.

At this moment, Lu Yong was in the training ground, watching the new recruits practice their formations and coordination.

at this time,

Guo Jia jogged over to his side, holding a scroll of silk in his hand, his face beaming with undisguised excitement.

"Huai'an! It's done!"

Guo Jia handed the translated silk scroll to Lu Yong, panting as he said:

"My plan has succeeded! Not only did Yang Feng defect, but he also burned Zu Lang's grain reserves to the ground!"

"Jing County is now in complete chaos!"

Lu Yong quickly scanned the silk scroll, then looked up at Guo Jia and said, "Let's go see the lord. The opportunity to send troops has arrived!"

"Let me rest for a while..." Guo Jia was already weak, and he really couldn't run anymore.

Lu Yong glanced back at him, then called over a personal guard who led two horses over.

Lu Yong urged Guo Jia to mount his horse, and then they headed together toward the governor's mansion.

The two rode their horses through the streets and alleys and soon arrived at the governor's mansion.

In the backyard gazebo,

Liu Bei, Lu Su, and Zhuge Jin were sitting around a wooden table piled with bamboo slips, checking the number of newly reclaimed fields.

Liu Bei held a scroll of bamboo slips, his brows furrowed slightly, and said, "The acreage of this land is incorrect. It was reported as 300 mu before, but Ziyu remeasured it and found it to be only 220 mu."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Jin cupped his hands and said, "I led people to measure it three times, and it is indeed 220 mu."

The overreported quantities are likely due to everyone wanting to receive more seeds and farm tools.

Liu Bei put down the bamboo slips and was about to speak when he looked up and saw Lu Yong and Guo Jia.

Seeing that Lu Yong and Guo Jia were in a hurry,

Liu Bei put down the bamboo slips in his hand and asked, "Huai'an, Fengxiao, you two seem to be in such a hurry. Have you spent your salaries?"

"???" Lu Yong and Guo Jia were suddenly speechless.

When Liu Bei saw the two of them like this, he couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Alright, enough joking." After a moment, Liu Bei's smile faded, and he asked, "Has something serious happened? It's rare to see you all come to see me so close to the end of the day."

Lu Yong and Guo Jia were truly surprised that Liu Bei, who was always serious, had actually learned to joke.

However, after regaining his senses,

Lu Yong immediately handed over the silk scroll and said:

"My lord, Fengxiao's plan has succeeded!"

Before fleeing, Yang Feng set fire to the granary, causing chaos in Jing County!

Now is the perfect time to send troops to capture Jing County!

Liu Bei took the silk scroll and read it from beginning to end. When he looked up, his eyes had already brightened.

He handed the silk scroll to Lu Su, then looked at Guo Jia to confirm, "Is the news true?"

Guo Jia nodded and said, "The message was relayed by three spies who didn't know each other, and the content was consistent; it's absolutely true!"

After reading the silk scroll, Lu Su pondered for a moment and then said:

"It is indeed a good time to send troops."

But Zulang still has Jiao Yi and Lei Hu under his command, plus the city's garrison, which numbers at least 20,000.

The strategist must not be careless on this expedition!

Upon hearing that it was Lu Yong leading the army, Zhuge Jin couldn't help but feel a surge of curiosity.

During my time in Wanling, I could see traces of Lu Yong wherever I went.

Zhuge Jin couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"The strategist is so young, yet he is not only knowledgeable but also knows how to lead troops into battle."

Moreover, he is approachable and down-to-earth.

He is truly a role model for us young people!

Lu Yong then cupped his hands again and said, "My lord, the time has come. I request to lead the army south and capture Jing County."

When Liu Bei heard that Lu Su also agreed, he didn't hesitate and immediately nodded, saying, "Go ahead, there's no need to worry about the provisions."

"Yes!" Lu Yong bowed and withdrew.

Preparations for the expedition have long been completed.

Lu Yong sent someone to inform Zhang Fei, and then returned to his own camp to prepare for the expedition.

Outside the camp,

Two thousand swordsmen and shieldmen, three thousand spearmen, and one thousand archers.

The ranks were neatly arranged, and judging from their appearance alone, they had already entered the ranks of elite troops.

Lu Yong, riding a yellow horse, stood at the front of the formation.

I see,

Lu Yong, clad in black armor and white robes, stood on his horse, sword at his side.

His features were delicate and refined, his eyes like a deep, cold pool.

His literary talent hasn't faded, but his sharp edge has already been revealed.

Anyone who sees it can't help but give it a thumbs up.

When Lu Yong had finished assembling the troops

Zhang Fei, riding his black horse and carrying his eighteen-foot spear, led his three hundred cavalrymen to report to Lu Yong's camp.

Upon seeing Lu Yong's attire, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "What a handsome young man!"

"..." Lu Yong almost fell off his horse.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Fei laughed as he approached Lu Yong and continued, "Finally, we can fight! I've been so bored lately!"

Lu Yong glared at Zhang Fei.

He then turned to look at his own team.

"All troops, attack!"

"Attack!!! Let's fucking kill them!" Zhang Fei shouted along.

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