Bright Sword: Stop pretending, I am the most powerful warlord

Anshan, Jinsui army granary!
Chen Kuan and Wang Hai yawned and looked ahead.

"How long has it been? Why is there no news yet?"

Wang Hai shook his head: "It will be dawn in three hours, and I don't know how the battalion commander is doing?"

Chen Kuan chuckled: "I just came back from the communication class, and the people there said that the battalion commander and the others have trapped Fatty Yan and the others, and they are probably still negotiating at this time."

"Negotiation?" Wang Hai was speechless for a while: "What's the point of negotiating? If you want me to say, just clean up all of this? What are you doing with so many useless things?"

Chen Kuan shook his head: "If you say you are a tiger, you still don't believe it. The Jinsui army is different from devils. You can't mess around."

"Look at the old man, when he dealt with the Jinsui army, he used sweet dates and sticks, and he had to coax him while fighting!"

"The Jinsui Army still has so many troops. If it really hurts, the devils will be the only ones who will be happy in the end."

"If the devils are beaten away, and they dare to play with us, our battalion commander can let him walk out of Feihu Ridge alive?"

"Come on, you don't understand so much with you, a reckless man, so just be honest and just watch it here."

Wang Hai curled his lips and said, "It's too cumbersome to deal with the Jinsui Army here, and it's more troublesome than dealing with devils."

Chen Kuan nodded: "Why don't the battalion commander keep saying that war is actually a continuation of politics."

"However, I heard that Anshan's garrison chief is the fifth son of Fatty Yan. I don't know how he compares to Fatty Yan?"

Wang Hai snorted coldly: "I don't think so?"

"We bypassed their defense line so easily, which shows that this guy's military talent is extremely bad."

"That's true!" Chen Kuan nodded in agreement.

In fact, Anshan's military defense is not bad, but Fatty Yan is narrow-minded. Although his sons are more worthless than the other, he still guards against his own sons.

Most of the garrison troops are on the periphery, forming a huge network surrounding the Ansan area.

But the Anshan Mountains and Feihu Ridge are next to each other, and there are no other enemies in these two mountain ranges except the Eighth Route Army.

And Fatty Yan was very conceited. He always believed that the Eighth Route Army could not trouble them, and the bandits in the mountains didn't have the courage, so it was enough to send a regiment of troops to guard Anshan.

But what he didn't expect was that it was his arrogance that led to the current situation.

Wu Qianli directly draws his salary from the bottom of the pot. If you, Fatty Yan, dare to trouble me, I will directly send troops to attack your vital points.

The key is that Fatty Yan didn't dare to mobilize the peripheral troops to turn back to support, which would be equivalent to opening a gap.

The devil's intelligence department is not muddled. Once a loophole is discovered in the Jinsui Army's defense line, it will inevitably gather troops to launch an attack at that time.

At that time, it will not be as simple as Anshan, and Luliang may not be lost.

Therefore, the atmosphere is quite embarrassing now. He originally wanted to trouble Wu Qianli, but in the end he got himself stuck in the quagmire, unable to get out by himself, and couldn't send troops to rescue Anshan!

Wang Hai took a breath of Leng Feng, took out two cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for himself and handed it to Chen Kuan.

"I said Lao Chen, do you think it's interesting for us to surround this place?"

"He guards the granary, so he doesn't have to worry about eating and drinking. We bring our brothers here to make steamed buns and vegetable soup every day. Don't we end up hungry and they are full. Is there any point in consuming it?"

Chen Kuan chuckled: "You think too much!"

"Didn't you see it just now? What did the soldiers in the granary eat? Bran porridge, that is gruel with bran sprinkled in it."

"The food is really not as good as ours."

"Believe it or not, such a big granary may not have any food in it!"

"No way!" Wang Hai widened his eyes: "You mean that Fatty Yan's son guards himself? This is actually an empty warehouse? Wouldn't it be even more meaningless for us to stay here?"

Chen Kuan shook his head: "To tell you the truth, I knew when I was trying my best with the devils that these sons of the Yan family are really not that different from those rich kids!"

"Especially the fifth son, he owns a casino, a restaurant and a brothel in the county."

"Guess where he got the money to buy these properties?"

Wang Hai suddenly realized that although Fatty Yan was rich, he would never give money to his son to do something.

Needless to say, these properties in the hands of the fifth son were obtained by reselling military rations.

But he definitely wouldn't dare to tell Fatty Yan about this kind of thing. After all, he has a fat job in his hand, who would lose it by himself?
At this moment, a soldier of the Jinsui Army came out with a smile.

"Two, our fifth son asked how long you plan to surround us?"

"Our Jinsui Army and your Eighth Route Army are friendly troops. Isn't it a bit unkind for you to do this?"

Chen Kuan and Wang Hai looked at each other and said, "It's really hard for us to tell you."

"The father of your fifth son brought someone to our territory, and is now negotiating with our battalion commander."

"We were also ordered to encircle this place. If your five sons are worried about starvation, then hurry up and send him a telegram, asking him to agree to our battalion commander's request and withdraw troops as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Chen Kuan took out a steaming steamed bun from the drawer beside him and handed it to the soldier.

Just as the soldier stretched out his hand to pick up the steamed bun, Chen Kuan stuffed it directly to his mouth and took a bite.

"Tell you five sons, don't try to fight a war of attrition with us. Although we don't bring much food this time, it's not impossible to spend ten and a half months with you."

"As for shooting, we won't fire the first shot, so he doesn't have to worry, he won't die for the time being."

Wang Hai also said unceremoniously: "Of course, if he fires the first shot first, then I have large-caliber bullets waiting for him!"

Said, Wang Hai still did not forget to glance at a cannon not far away.

The soldier was startled, but he pretended to be calm and said: "Understood, I understand, I will go back and report!"

After finishing speaking, he staggered and ran back to the granary.

The two suddenly laughed: "Old Chen, you were too hurt just now, and you deserved a beating. If I were that soldier, I would have designated a gun to put on your head."

Chen Kuan laughed: "Can I be blamed? The battalion commander said that attacking the city is the bottom line, and attacking the heart is the top priority. I guess they saw so many white flour steamed buns, and the people inside must be very angry!"

"If you hit me with a cannon again, they probably won't have the slightest desire to fight back!"

Wang Hai laughed loudly: "The battalion commander said, this is called killing people!"