But......

There were no reinforcements.

Nothing, except for the growing expanse of snow.

So much so that the Tatars, in order to kill fewer horses, continued to dig out voles, and the voles spent the winter, and there was always some grain in stock, and when they got to the hole, they could always fish out a little grain.

The evil Tatars did not even spare voles, so that later, many voles starved to death for hundreds of miles.

The Tatars are going crazy.

Facing the walls of the moat.

They finally found a Han man who was hiding in his cellar and did not want to migrate to Jinzhou.

They tied him up to the city and told him to shout that Qiu had no offense, and that if he surrendered, he would be able to keep Jinzhou.

The Han people looked down and roared hysterically for a few days.

The city was indifferent.

In that city, there will always be a resolute figure, he patrols the city walls everywhere, does not avoid arrows and stones, wherever he goes, the Han army will rush up.

In this cold winter, when attacked by throwing stones at any time, I am always in a state of anxiety, because even if there are city walls, the fear brought by the Tatars still makes people sleepless at night, and no one knows what method the Tatars will use to attack the city when they take a nap, and then it will be the most terrible moment.

The Tatars even began to look for weaknesses and gaps in the walls, and Chiho took the order and began to pour water on the walls, which would soon freeze over, instantly making somewhere fragile walls both smooth and strong.

But it is difficult to add water, and the pot must be set up on the castle tower, and the water must be boiled until it is half-cooked before it can be lifted, otherwise the cold water will freeze before it is spilled.

Under this constant fear, the Tatar Pegasus shot arrows like locusts under the city, and one by one they fell in a pool of blood, and more began to take their place.

There is hope, but there is also hardship and fear.

Only when they saw that figure did people feel at ease, and everywhere the figure passed, some people were crying, some people were looking at him longingly, and some people were sobbing and telling how their brother was careless, and he was stoned to death, and his bones were gone.

Ouyang Zhi would stop and pat them on the shoulder to comfort them.

Ouyang Zhi's words are always reassuring.

Because, no matter how many people tell what happened to them, how many people state their fears.

He was also expressionless, calm and thoughtful, before slowly saying comforting words.

The sound is very slow, but the slower it is, the more reassuring it is.

"We're going to keep going."

"Probably...... There will be no reinforcements, but it doesn't matter if there are reinforcements or not, as long as we are still in the city, we will never let the Tartars step into the city. ”

"You have to mourn, your brother is dead, but you still have your parents, wife and children, and your brothers, sisters-in-law and nephews have no one to raise them."

"We are hungry and cold in the city, but the Tatars are worse than us outside the city."

In the same way, if different people say it, the effect is completely different.

For example, Zhongguan Wang Bao, if he said these words, it would only make people think that this damn eunuch was deliberately trying to appease everyone, and then he sneaked away.

If Li Shan, the inspector of the imperial history, said this, he would mistakenly think that this GOU official must have driven the brothers to work hard in the front, and he raised a small one in the house of the rear office, and sang songs every night.

Even if he was the commander of He Yan, people thought that he must be more fearful and scared than himself.

Only Ouyang Zhi, his voice is calm and rhythmic, the rhyme is long, and there is almost no daring in his eyes, but there is unparalleled perseverance.

His official robes were already muddy and worn, but he had not changed them.

Sometimes, a round of arrows was shot from under the city, and everyone was holding their heads, but he was still standing.

At this time, rumors began to breed, and the Tatars' arrows and boulders were also afraid of Mr. Ouyang.

People began to address him not by his official position, but by his husband.

If the arrows and boulders were not afraid of Mr. Ouyang, why was Mr. Ouyang so calm in the midst of the arrows.

Of course, this is mainly due to the fact that the Tatar catapults have almost no chance of accuracy, in fact, it is really difficult for them to really hit a person.

It's only about luck and nothing else.

Many people who were holding their heads and running away would not have been stoned to death and shot to death, but they had suffered an unjustified disaster.

Ouyang Zhi had to inspect all the defenses of Jinzhou once a day, and then began to visit the wounded, many wounded soldiers and civilians, as soon as they saw him, even if it was just a dying person, Ouyang Zhi squatted down, first looked at their wounds, and then said a few words to them.

Even if it is just a few words, the dying person seems to have received some kind of blessing, and it seems that even if he dies, in the next life, there is more possibility of voting for a good family.

The officials up and down have completely obeyed Ouyang Xiu.

He Yan was beside him at any time, and began to whisper about the need to be careful to beware of the lieutenant and the patrol.

And Zhongguan Wang Bao, probably the same thing, speaking of He Yan, suddenly yin and yang weird.

But they were always disappointed, because no matter what they said, Ouyang Zhi was silent for a long time, and then oh.

This is not only a manifestation of the pearl of wisdom in his hand, but the uncertainty he showed seemed to warn them that at this time, Jinzhou was dying, and they should work together to never be dissonant with civil and military affairs.

All of a sudden, Wang Bao, He Yan, and Li Shan were ashamed.

Ouyang Zhi didn't even blame them, but this understatement, oh, seemed like a silent accusation, this sentence oh, the amount of information contained in it, but it made them more ashamed than scolding them.

At one point, some people wondered if Ouyang Xiu had a problem with his IQ, after all, his overall performance was a little similar to that of a certain nerd or mentally retarded person in his own village.

But this doubt was quickly dispelled.

If you have a bad brain, can you win the top prize? One may insult others, but one must not insult oneself.

Could it be that all the people who read books in the world are not as good as a nerd?

Ouyang Zhi has become everyone's spiritual pillar, even in the most difficult times, even if the Tatars braved the iron cannons, firecrackers and arrows on the city, took the cloud ladders they had temporarily erected, and began to climb the city wall with the most primitive but direct and effective methods, countless soldiers and civilians panicked and began to throw boulders at the climbing Tatars.

The crazy Tatars, completely fearless, stuck on the ladder like kraft candy, these Tatars are simply crazy, even if the rolling stones fall on them, and they are already bleeding from their heads, but even if there is still a breath, they still make a roaring sound and continue to climb up.

Countless soldiers and civilians began to be timid.

After all, they are not Tatars, these poor acids from the desert, who urinate and survive in the worst environment, have long looked down on life and death.

Therefore, the soldiers and civilians began to panic, even the thousands of households patrolling the city could not suppress the urge to escape.

But someone had an idea: "Mr. Ouyang is here!" ”

"Mr. Ouyang is here!"

At the head of the city, those who turned around and tried to flee suddenly gained courage.

Yes, Mr. Ouyang is here, with him, we will definitely be able to hold on.

People flocked to do everything they could, using forks to figure out how to push the ladder out.

Or splash the walls with boiling oil, or smash down the rolling stones.

The Tatars under the city, falling from the ladder and howling, fell heavily on the snow beneath the city, and the snow here ...... It's red.

……………………

There has been no news from Jinzhou.

and even ...... The imperial court had to prepare for the worst, and they were almost convinced that Jinzhou might be finished.

For more than ten years, that is, a whole generation, there has never been a war, and no one knows the situation of the Zhongtun Guard in Jinzhou better than the military department.

A large number of shortages, the old, weak, sick and disabled account for the majority, the armament is lax, the ordnance is rusty, the civil and military are out of harmony, the hereditary thousands and hundreds of households, there is no fighting spirit at all, the military households are working day and night, and they have long since lost what the sword is, and the only advantage is the city wall, but the city wall ...... Can block the Tatars for ten days and a half months, these crazy Tatar army, will always do everything possible to rush to the city, even, the military officials think that as long as a Tatar on the city wall, no one dares to be, Jinzhou is broken, it is only a matter of time.

Here, the Ministry of War has drawn up a charter, and a specific analysis of the situation in Jinzhou as a whole has been made.

If you have been peaceful for too long, you will be riddled with all kinds of diseases, and the military department knows this too well.

In the Datong direction, there is a reason why no matter how the Tatars wreak havoc, they can always be impregnable, that is, the imperial court will send a large number of guest troops to assist in the defense. The so-called guest army is more like a professional soldier, they are transferred from all over the country, and the imperial court will not give land for them to tuntian, and their ordnance will be replaced by a bureau of fabrication...... The military department generally believed that the defenders of Jinzhou were not able to fight.

The Tuntian military system formulated by Emperor Taizu Gao is like a piece of wood that has rotted for a hundred years, and it has long been useless.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the song from the military department, and looked worried, in fact, he knew better than anyone else that the military department was correct, and their judgment had been confirmed in many places.

Emperor Hongzhi's heart couldn't help but feel a little irritable.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians.

All of them will fall into the jaws of the Tatars, and once Jinzhou falls, the gateway to the entire Liaodong will be opened, God knows...... What could happen next.

What's even more terrifying is that once the Tatars have a large number of slaves, population, and food to survive the winter, what about the coming year?

All this prompted Emperor Hongzhi to give up other things and pay attention to the situation in Jinzhou.

And Fang Jifan was also called to the warm pavilion every once in a while, Fang Jifan also seemed a little worried after studying and judging the situation in Liaodong, his protégé, the honest Ouyang Zhi, might be serious...... Can't come back.