Fu Nianjun knew that at this time, at this moment of life and death, gold, silver, and food could no longer appease the people, and there was only one thing they needed, that is, safety.

Whether she has it or not, she has to give it to them.

"Please don't panic, the gates will be open all night, if there are people who are not at ease, please enter the government in turn, we will provide hot water and dry food...... For the sake of the military and civilians of Yanzhou, Lord Liu brought the pioneers to dig tunnels in the west of the city, once Shanzhou is lost, women and children can still have a way out! ”

Several sergeants kept repeating these words with large gongs.

In fact, these "lies" can't stand any scrutiny at all, how could Liu Zhizhou do such a thing?

And speaking of tunnels, how can they be so easy to dig.

But many times, people just want to find psychological comfort.

Fu Nianjun also asked people to find someone to move out the Buddhist shrine offered in Liuzhizhou's mansion, and distributed one person and one Buddha incense for free.

The soldiers were guarding the city in front, and that was all the women and children in the rear could do.

……

The sound of shouts of slaughter, the sound of crashing into the city walls, and even the sound of swords entering flesh and blood were intertwined in the night sky.

"Hold on! West rear, Liang Daxing, on top! ”

Qi Zhaoruo stood at the head of the city, his eyes were focused, he kept pulling his bow and firing arrows, and shouted at a certain guard.

He looked a little embarrassed all over his body, stained with specks of blood, all of which belonged to the soldiers around him.

Zhang Chen's situation was not much better, even his beard was stained with blood, and when the cold wind blew, it condensed into blood clots, looking even more hideous.

"Left squad, hold the ladder! Don't let the fuck climb up, cut it! ”

Zhang Chan shouted at several young sergeants in a thick voice.

Almost all the sergeants put in their best efforts to defend the city, Guo Da, He Dan and others were also in the team guarding the city gate, the attack of the Tanguts was fast and fierce, and all the sergeants in the city had to constantly replace the battle, trying their best to maintain it.

In addition to appeasing the people, Fu Nianjun also watched the treatment of the wounded soldiers, the owners of several medicinal herb shops and medicine halls in the city had already agreed to support the war, and the young and strong, even half-grown boys also joined the logistics rescue mission.

In fact, the people in the city of Yanzhou are not so cowardly.

In the wounded barracks, Fu Nianjun sat down to tell stories to these soldiers who were not very old and had a little panic on their faces.

Her story is better than Qi Zhaoruo's, and she also knows that no one is more eager for victory than these wounded soldiers, because once the city is broken, these wounded soldiers who are not good at walking will not even be qualified to be prisoners, and the enemy will be the first to choose to kill them who waste all their medicine and food.

Fu Nianjun told a story that happened in the Han Dynasty that she and Qi Zhaoruo both longed for.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, the Xiongnu besieged the city of Shule in the Western Regions, they blocked the upstream of the water source in the city, and the Han army dug a well in the city for fifteen zhang and did not see water, and at the same time, God did not bless, the thirsty soldiers even used cloth to squeeze out the juice of horse manure to drink. If you don't die, you will surrender, there are only two choices, the general took the soldiers and civilians to dress up and worship the sky, and finally waited from the well to the sweet spring gushing out.

Outside the city, the Xiongnu vowed to trap the Han army, and at that time the nearby countries had all surrendered, as time approached, the Han army in the city because of the continuous death, disease, starvation, only dozens of people remained, but still no one wanted to surrender to the Xiongnu.

The soldiers were even so hungry that they put their leather armor in a pot and boiled it, chewing it to satisfy their hunger. When the leather armor was finished, the crossbow was dismantled, and the tendons that were stretched on it were boiled and eaten.

The two most important things for the sergeants, protective gear and weapons, became food.

But still do not surrender.

At this point in the story, not only the wounded soldiers, but also the medicine boys who pounded the medicine and dressed the medicine and the people who helped listened to it.

It turns out that in this world, there is really such a tragic battle to defend the city.

Fu Nianjun continued in the expectant eyes of everyone.

Later, the Xiongnu Shan Yu came to the city in person, and he was impressed by the persistence of the Han army in the city, so he proposed to surrender the main general and let all the soldiers go.

But the defender of the city pretended to surrender, tricked the Xiongnu envoy into the city, killed it with his own hands, and then cut the flesh of the corpse and roasted it in front of the Xiongnu army on the city.

In a bloody and brutal way, the Huns were once again provoked.

In the midst of death and surrender, he resolutely chose the former.

Everyone gasped.

In this comparison, Zhang Zhan's provocative method of only throwing women's clothes under the city is actually quite mild.

Of course, eating the flesh and blood of the Hu people sounds too terrifying, because the Song people have been educated by the Xuan order for a long time, but they also know that in the past, I don't know how many Han people have been reduced to the military rations of the Hu people, but they have never heard of the Han people have such a time.

"And then?"

A baby-faced soldier asked Fu Nianjun.

"Are they all dead?"

After all, Han people are Han people, and when it comes to eating human flesh, it means that they are in a desperate situation.

Fu Nianjun shook his head.

In the severe cold weather, the rescue army of the Han Dynasty went west out of Yumen Pass in the wind and snow, and even the reinforcements thought that the Western Regions had been completely lost, and it was impossible for anyone to live. With a little hope, or perhaps God's will, the reinforcements still arrived in Shule City.

"At this time, there were only twenty-six people in the city."

Fu Nianjun ended the story with this sentence.

"Twenty-six men, did you defend a city......

The baby-faced soldier muttered to himself.

"They're not just defending a city." Fu Nianjun smiled: "They guarded the backbone of the Han people, the military soul of the Han army, and the majesty of the entire Han Dynasty." ”

The wounded soldiers were all distracted.

Fu Nianjun smiled, clapped his hands, and said: "Now that there is enough food and grass in the city, and the water source is clean, I tell this story, not to scare everyone, but to tell you that your potential and backbone may be far above your own imagination, and we must believe that as long as we don't give up on Da Song, Da Song will not give up on us." ”

The reinforcements that came thousands of miles deep in the wind and snow, and the defenders who held on to the last dignity with little hope, were actually the same.

They are not alone.

After a long moment of silence, someone suddenly stood up and said:

"My hand is injured, but my foot can still walk, and I can continue to defend the city!"

Someone chimed in:

"Although I was hit by an arrow in the foot, I can still draw a bow with my hand, and I must avenge this arrow!"

"And Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu is blind in one eye, and there is only one eye left to destroy these Hu people!"

There are constantly wounded soldiers asking for their lives to return to the battlefield.

Fu Nianjun instructed the military doctors to let them do what they could, and if they were slightly injured, if they wanted, they would go to General Qi.