After rebirth, I joined forces with my mortal enemy to seek revenge.

"Is your illness getting better?" Lu Zheng walked over and looked at Pei Jiaoran, "That day you..."

"People eat grains, and life, old age, illness, and death are common occurrences." Pei Jiaoran held his sword across his knees and held a ray of skylight on his body.

Lu Zheng said nothing as his lips and teeth gnashed. She sat down next to Pei Jiaoran and looked at Longshan Mountain in the distance with her.

The two of them had their own concerns and were naturally speechless.

Taking advantage of the suspension of Jin Ge, it was not yet dawn. There are already palace people on the city tower hanging ropes down the city wall in search of food. The cold wind blowing from Longshan blew the flags on the city head that had been licked by fire.

Pei Jiaoran stood up and walked to the battlements. He looked at the palace servants walking in the field, thinking in his eyes.

"There is a shortage of supplies in the city. So yesterday, His Majesty personally boosted morale, and today he asked the Prince to come here to supervise the battle. But..."

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran turned around and said, "No matter how you boost morale, it's all temporary. It's a fact that the city is in short supply of supplies, so we still have to get Dugujun to retreat as soon as possible."

Morale has always declined again and again and exhausted again and again. Without real supplies to support them, every charge from the rebels will consume morale and supplies.

His hand fell on the rough city bricks, and Pei Jiaoran turned his eyes to Qianling Mausoleum in the distance.

"All the officers and soldiers are on their way back to King Shiqin. There are Zhou Sui and Wang Baozhen on the Heshuo side, so there should be no problem. As for Li Xiujing... he should be restrained for the time being, and he will probably find a way to escape." Pei Jiaoran tapped the city bricks with his fingers, "The most important thing for us right now is to defend Fengtian. If Fengtian is there, the foundation of the Wei Dynasty will be there. If we lose it, you and I may have to go into exile."

The new regime is nothing more than pushing the people into blood and fire. At that time, the entire world will fall into war and strife again, and the people will die of flesh and blood. The disputes don't know when to end, and the iron hooves of foreign nations will trample the borders again, passing through the eleven states in Hexi, destroying the peace that was finally established. And the war in the Central Plains does not know when it will stop and a peaceful world will be re-established.

In other words, she didn't want Dugujun to win. Because letting him win means pushing the world into war. Neither was the situation she wanted.

"Okay." Lu Zheng responded.

For some reason, Dugujun did not attack again after that day. Emperor Wei also agreed to Pei Jiaoran's plan and asked Xu Mian to lead people to beat drums and sound trumpets late at night.

For five consecutive days, drums and trumpets were played from time to time in Fengtian City every night. Qianling Mausoleum in the distance lit up torches one after another, and then extinguished them soon after.

On the sixth day, Dugujun led his army to camp for twenty miles. Withdraw from Qianling.

Looking at the rising smoke and dust, Pei Jiaoran smiled.

"Shang Shu Pei's plan is really clever." Xu Mian patted Pei Jiaoran on the shoulder with a gentle tone.

"It's just to temporarily let Dugujun retreat. If there are no more reinforcements from Fengtian, Dugujun will still be asked to attack urgently." The prince glanced at Pei Jiaoran, "Does Shangshu Pei have any ideas?"

Meeting the prince's gaze, Pei Jiaoran smiled, "I don't know how to spread the word to make an army. But since Qin Jieshuai is already on his way back to his army with King Qin, Dugujun will probably return to his army after hearing the news."

As if he was choked by her words, the prince suddenly fluttered his sleeves.

"There are still important matters in the household department. I will leave first." After saying this, Pei Jiaoran looked at the prince meaningfully and stepped back.

Although everyone in the city was temporarily relieved by Dugujun's withdrawal, the affairs of the Ministry of Household Affairs became more and more complicated. Supplies in the city are the primary issue faced.

Pei Jiaoran's eyes looked tired as he closed the newly written account book.

Shuofang's army led by Qin Huaiyi was not far from the river. However, he deliberately slowed down his march on the grounds that his soldiers were tired, so that the army had not yet reached the river.

The situation in Fengtian City has become increasingly serious. The emperor of Wei was given only two handfuls of brown rice every day, and the other ministers could only eat some cold and hard pancakes to satisfy their hunger, which was sometimes difficult to satisfy their hunger. Xu Yan could only send people to go down to the city at night to find some wild vegetables and tree bark nearby to satisfy their hunger.

It's November and the weather is getting colder. It might snow in a few more days, which would make life in the city even more miserable. The indignation aroused from within may engulf the entire Fengtian.

Rubbing his forehead, Pei Jiaoran stood up and walked to the window. The moment she stood up, the charcoal in the incense burner behind her burned away the last remaining heat. The entire public house fell into the ice cave.

"Shang Shu Pei, Dugu Jun has sent troops to attack again." Liao Zuo's voice brought her back to her thoughts.

Raising his eyes to glance at the winter sun in the sky, Pei Jiaoran ran towards the city gate with his sword in hand.

Pei Jiaoran paused when he heard the sound of fighting in the south of the city. With a slight snort, he headed straight to the northeast corner without stopping. When they arrived at the northeast corner of Fengtian City, it was just as she thought. Dugujun pretended to attack the south of the city in order to divert the main force.

Fortunately, Xu Yan and the others saw through this plan, no matter how Dugujun attacked the south of Fengtian City. The main force remained stationary in the northeast corner and continued to fight with Dugujun's army.

"Bah, Dugujun can't lure the tiger away from the mountain. Now he's getting fierce and attacking the northeast corner." Xu Yan said.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran nodded and quickly joined the battle.

Several waves of strong attacks have yet to capture the northeast corner. Both sides suffered heavy losses, and Dugujun had to retreat temporarily.

The remaining red after the fierce battle contrasts with the sunset on the horizon. There is an ominous atmosphere.

Pei Jiaoran still held the deformed bow and arrow, and his forearms began to spasm from holding the bow hard for a long time. The wind at the top of the city blew the red tassel on her shoulder, and the sound of the sword came from far and near. The sound swayed tremblingly at her feet, as if wailing in the wind. The collapsed city wall smelled of burning, and even the houses behind the city wall were damaged. The unburned thatch burned, and finally fell to the ground and turned into scorched earth.

Pei Jiaoran released the bow and arrow and rubbed his spasmodic arms. Walk towards Xu Mian.

"Pei Shangshu is so good at archery." Xu Yan was letting the sergeant bandage his arm when he saw Pei Jiaoran approaching and smiled, "It's a pity not to join the army because of his archery skills."

Pei Jiaoran was about to speak when he saw a sergeant running over.

The sergeant exchanged codes with Xu Mian.

"General, we don't have many arrows left." The sergeant glanced at Pei Jiaoran and continued, "There are still 1,400 arrows left."

Hearing this, a dark color appeared in Xu Ming's eyes.

Pei Jiaoran frowned and said nothing.

Feather arrows are the best weapon besides rolling stones and wood to resist rebel siege. Insufficient arrows means that it is impossible to resist the rebel attack. When the opponent's siege is fierce, if it is supplemented with siege equipment, it will be a matter of time before the city is defeated.

Once Fengtian is lost, no amount of King Qin’s army will be of any use.

Pei Jiaoran stood up and glanced at Xu Mian.

There is only one way at the moment, and that is to take advantage of the rebels' temporary retreat to have a few people go down and pick up the used arrows.

"I will lead a team out of the city to pick up arrows." After saying this, Pei Jiaoran put on his daggers again and glanced at Xu Mian, "General Xu believes in me."

After that, Pei Jiaoran ordered ten people. Taking advantage of the cover of night, he went out of the city to collect arrows.

As he led people through the night, Pei Jiaoran's eyes fell not far away. Beware of rebel attacks at any time.

"Pei Shangshu, there is movement ahead." Di Ting, who was in charge of patrolling, reported.

Hearing this, Pei Jiaoran turned his head and looked in front of him, "How many arrows have you picked up now?"

"About two thousand seven, we..."

"You retreat! I am at the rear." Pei Jiaoran ordered, "First close the city gate to defend against enemies. I will come."

Everyone retreated after hearing the order.

The sound of horse hooves was approaching, and Pei Jiaoran glanced at the general on the horse. He drew his bow and nocked an arrow, loosened his fingers, and fired three arrows in unison. Hearing the sound of arrows, Pei Jiaoran lowered his waist and jumped in before the city gate closed.

"Pei Shangshu, are you okay?" The general who had just left the city with her came up to her and asked with concern.

After throwing the riding whip to the general, Pei Jiaoran nodded, "I'm fine. Count how many arrows you picked up."

"Here."