After the Qing troops withdrew, the sky turned dark and drizzle fell, and the city of Qingzhou was desolate. The Qing troops fired arrows around the city, injuring nearly a hundred village warriors and civilians, and some even died of serious injuries. Their families cried miserably, and everyone who heard the news was silent.
"Have you seen, the Tatars are so cruel and inhumane! They keep saying that they will not surrender or kill, but they shoot arrows to kill people wantonly. You can't believe a word the dog Tatars say. If you believe it, Qingzhou City will open the city gate. It has turned into hell!" King Heng Zhu Youyi, together with the prefect Qian Lianghan and others, comforted and encouraged the people in the city.
"Don't think that this king is resolutely resisting just for himself. The Tatars are not a rebel army. The rebel army still has room for negotiation and may not kill civilians, but the Tatars' butcher knife will never show mercy to anyone. When the city of Jinan was destroyed, the common people were almost killed. It was the same situation when Yanzhou City was destroyed. I am not making this up. You all must have heard about it. Now Qingzhou City is at a critical stage. If we don’t defend the city to the death, we will have no hope of survival. …”
Zhu Youyi was shouting vigorously in the city, while Xiong Laojiu and others outside Jia outside the city were sitting around arranging troops to practice how to resist the Qing army's attack.
"With the current defensive capabilities of Qingzhou City, if the Qing army attacks with all its strength, we will risk our lives and survive for at least half a day." After the last few drills, Jia Waixiong and others turned pale but had to face reality!
There is insufficient artillery ammunition, insufficient trebuchets, insufficient archers, insufficient regular troops, and no defensive fortifications outside the city. Once the Qing army launches a large-scale attack, it is only possible to defeat the enemy by throwing stones without any precautions. What are the odds of winning? Don’t worry. It can be calculated.
"Therefore, the key to whether Qingzhou City can be defended depends on the reinforcements from the outside of the Little Governor." The branch in Song Luoshu's hand knocked on the ground hard.
Jia Waixiong nodded: "It has to be that reinforcements can come in time, otherwise Qingzhou City will be destroyed."
"Hey, I finally told the truth. I just saw you bragging in front of Prince Heng, and I almost believed it." Song Luoyu laughed and scolded, and Jia Waixiong laughed: "Don't talk about you, I can brag myself." Believe it.”
Everyone laughed, and Lao Jiu spread his hands: "Okay, if the little governor rescues us in time, we can continue to live happily. If it's too late, we may die together." He looked at Song Luoyu and said, "It's just the heroine and me. Wouldn’t it be disgusting if we and a bunch of stinky men died fighting together?”
"Of course I dislike it." Jia Waixiong said with a vulgar expression, "We are not Wuzhong."
Song Luoyu's face suddenly turned red: "What are you talking about?" His eyes were a little dazed, but he was also a little moved. He usually disliked rude people like Jia Waixiong and Lao Jiu, but at this time he felt that few people would be like them. The courage to talk and laugh freely in the face of life and death is much more respectable than the elegant scholars who recited poems and wrote poems in the Goulan wine shop.
No one knows whether the Qing army will attack the city tomorrow, no one knows whether Jia Waixiong and others will be alive tomorrow, not even the charlatan Li Muxian can't tell.
Because he was cursing non-stop, cursing why the damn mosquitoes only bit him: "I've been bitten sixteen or seven times." In the forest late at night, Li Muchian screamed and roared, listening to It was particularly scary, but it caused all kinds of laughter.
"You must have type O blood. You are particularly attracted to mosquitoes." Chang Yu was soaked all over and felt extremely uncomfortable with his clothes sticking to his body. However, he was much better than Li Muxian and was not particularly attracted to mosquitoes.
Li Muxian didn't know what type O blood was, so he kept asking, and the little eunuch said: "Type O blood is hotter. To put it bluntly, the Taoist priest is a hot-blooded young man! If he hadn't been a Taoist priest, he might have a bright future."
As expected, Li Muxian's blood boiled when he heard this: "I remember that when I was young, I was really full of enthusiasm. I have always been ambitious. Unfortunately, as I get older, my enthusiasm can only attract mosquitoes."
Everyone laughed. Chang Yu even teased: "Don't you still want to be a national master? You are so passionate."
"Hey, factory supervisor, how much hope does Pindao, a national master, have in doing this?" Li Muxian was obviously asking for advice. He naturally knew Chang Yu's ability. If he pushed him from behind, it would not be that difficult for him to become the boss of the Taoist family.
But the little eunuch didn't accept the move at all: "It's a bit difficult to read the Eight Classics, but there is a shortcut. Do you want to give it a try, Taoist Master?"
"Please also ask the factory supervisor for advice." Li Muxian became excited, and Chang Yu said seriously: "At present, the war is going on and the people are in dire straits. The emperor is determined to turn the tide, and it is the right time to hire people..." The conversation suddenly changed: "The eunuchs are the ones the emperor trusts the most. , is Taoist Master interested..."
"Ah, why did the damn mosquito suck up Pindao's blood again? Let's see if Pindao won't accept you..." Li Muchian quickly changed the subject and secretly scolded the little eunuch for being so wilted and so bad that he was always looking for his own pleasure.
Everyone around him looked at him and laughed, looking away from the fatigue from the journey.
The mountain rain had stopped, and Li Muxian looked east and west: "It's past midnight, but I don't know where I am." Then he asked the hunter guide.
"After two more hills, which is about twenty miles away, we will reach Prince Mountain. Once we reach there, we can turn around and go eastward until we reach Qingzhou City..." Orion said after looking around.
Twenty miles... everyone sighed and secretly screamed in pain!
The mountain road has eighteen bends, and twenty miles in a straight line is equivalent to more than fifty miles. It is so rugged and it rains so late at night that the road is slippery and it takes less than two hours to get out.
Many years later, Chang Yu still remembered this march because it was so painful. He even regretted that he should have appointed a general to carry out the mission. Why did he have to show off and do it himself?
There is no medicine for regret in the world, neither the past life nor the future life.
At dawn, drizzle began to fall in the sky again. The soldiers were extremely exhausted and yelled at the sky. Even though they were as strong as Chang Yu, they felt exhausted and wanted to order the entire army to rest on the spot. However, the Orion said: "Just turn a corner ahead. When we get down to Prince Mountain, there is a valley with open terrain and several villages." He raised his finger and pointed to a mountain top: "Well, that's Prince Mountain."
"Are you sure the bend in front is only three miles away?" Along the way, Chang Yu felt that although the Orion's sense of direction was very reliable, its sense of distance was very unreliable. Every time he said it was only a few miles away, it would be more than ten miles away.
The Orion patted his chest and promised that it would be no more than three miles away, and pointed to the mountain col in the distance: "Just turn east from there..."
Chang Yu and Li Muxian looked at each other and shook their heads and smiled bitterly. They wished they could kick the hunter away. The mountain col was at least five miles away, but he was very sure that it would not be more than three miles away. What kind of math teacher could do this? Taught.
"Brothers, hold on, let's take a rest and get something hot to eat when we get to the mountain col." Chang Yu thought that since there was a village, he should bother him.
The team continued to move forward, and Orion ran up to him and whispered: "There are horse thieves and mountain bandits halfway up the mountain, and the villagers in the village at the foot of the mountain are very likely to be with them..." Then Balabala said a lot. .
There was nothing to fear from the cottage with more than a hundred people. Chang Yu had no time to suppress them at this time, but they also had no courage to disturb them. However, Li Shiyuan encouraged Chang Yu several times to pacify the cottage easily, but Li Muxian was stunned until he was speechless. In other words, the city of Qingzhou is in danger, but you are killing the chicken here to suppress the bandits?
