Who knows?

This is Wang Yu's true thoughts, and he doesn't bother to deceive this timid Zhang Xiaochun, it doesn't make much sense.

He really doesn't know!

This time, I got down the ruined city wall and went to the tower to defend against the enemy, can I still survive.

Maybe it's because I've forgotten how to live, and I've forgotten how to die.

The land east of the river is the foundation of the world, and the safety is related, without the east of the river, Qin cannot be defended, and Bianjing cannot be all also. And Taiyuan City, which controls the mountains and rivers, sits on the shoulders of the world, and is the foundation of Hedong Road.

If there is Hedong, there is the world, and without Hedong, Bianjing cannot be the capital.

There is a Tai principle, there is Hedong, there is no Taiyuan, Maling Pass and Tongguan are all under the front of the Jin soldiers!

There is no more obstruction.

But in such an important location, such an important Fuzhou on Hedong Road, there is only an earthen city wall that is only about ten meters high, and there is no brick and stone.

The week is only eleven miles, and there are only four gates of Taiyuan City!

It's still an earthen city!

It's hard to think that a hundred years ago, there was a brick and stone Jinyang City with a total of twenty-four gates for more than forty miles!

The current Taiyuan City was established by Pan Mei, the minister of Zhao Guangyi of Song Taizong.

At that time, when Pan Mei was rebuilding a new city in Tangming Town, in order to destroy the feng shui of Taiyuan, the T-shaped street was established, and no kind of cross street was allowed.

Its intention is to take the homophony to nail the king of Taiyuan!

Wang Yu looked at the current Taiyuan City and sneered, Pan Mei more than a hundred years ago, said that the T-shaped street could block the advance of the Khitan cavalry, but Wang Yu, who was familiar with the military formation, knew.

That's referring to a deer as a horse! Tell nonsense with your eyes open!

The city walls are the last line of defense!

If the enemy breaks through the city wall, the fierce street battle can only be the last effort of the martyr for the hero!

Meaningless for the war situation!

Why is the location of Taiyuan City so important to build such a nondescript city?

Wang Yu shook his head.

It's still the cowardice of the officials of the Great Song Dynasty, because the original Jinyang City was the capital of the Northern Han Kingdom!

In order to show his martial arts, Zhao Guangyi was also afraid of the strong resistance of the Northern Han capital at that time, and ordered the original Jinyang City to be burned!

It also attracted Fenshui and Jinshui, and completely razed Jinyang City to the ground!

An ancient city of more than 1,000 years has disappeared forever on the vast Fenhe Plain.

Even the names of Jinyang and Taiyuan were called Jinzhou Military for a long time, and it was not until a few years ago that the old name of Taiyuan was restored.

But how?

Can this change Emperor Taizong's eyes?

Even if the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun were recovered at that time, Datong Mansion was taken, and the Datong Basin was captured, wouldn't the entire Hedong Road need a second line of defense?

Ahh

Wang Yu took a heavy sip, took a deep breath, patted Zhang Xiaochun's shoulder and said with a smile: "But to make Longcheng Feijiang, don't teach Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain." ”

"Today, if this Taiyuan city is broken, then the enemy must have stepped on Lao Tzu's corpse and entered the city! When the time comes, Governor Zhang, be sure to kneel quickly, to prevent the golden thief's knife from being too fast and chopping your brain for you. Hahahaha! ”

When Wang Yu said this, he remembered that he had five hundred knives and axes to coerce Zhang Xiaochun to resist resolutely!

At that time, Zhang Xiaochun convened all the supervisors, intending to surrender Yan Zonghan, Taiyuan City was broken, and the Jin soldiers went down thousands of miles to Tongguan to block the escape route of the Son of Heaven into Shuzhong, and also to curb the King of Qinwang in the Western Army of the Great Song Dynasty.

Kill more than one stone.

When the time comes, the dynasty is in danger of overturning!

As the resistance continued, Zhang's willingness to surrender became less and less important.

Because the entire Taiyuan City can only fight to the death and not retreat, only by holding Taiyuan City can you live!

Otherwise, the Jin soldiers entered the city, and none of the 400,000 people, old and young, women and children, would be spared, and all of them would have to die.

The resistance is so fierce, if the Jin soldiers don't slaughter Taiyuan City cleanly, can An be able to deter the states of Hedong?

Taiyuan people's memory of this aspect is very profound, how did the 1,400-year-old Jinyang City be destroyed? Isn't it that the Northern Han Dynasty resisted fiercely and scared the donkey cart emperor?

Great disrespect, great disrespect, scared Emperor Wenwu of Song Shengong?

Wang Yu has been fighting all year round, and he knows the battle array too well.

Every day is between the horror of life and death, soldiers, it is already a blessing not to become a madman, how many people can stay san?

Hope that Jin Bing can spare the people of Taiyuan benevolently?

Therefore, Zhang Xiaochun surrendered, and he was the only one who surrendered, and the soldiers of Taiyuan City had no way back.

"Hey...... Why are you so troubled! When the Jin soldiers just arrived and surrendered to the Jin people, you are still the commander of your army, and I am still the prefect of Taiyuan, is this not good? What's the problem? Zhang Xiaochun shook his head again and again, Wang Yu is this person.

It's too unsophisticated, and I don't know how to be flexible.

Wang Yu sneered: "You and I can naturally still be officials, but what about the people of Taiyuan?" ”

After he finished speaking, he ignored Zhang Xiaochun, took the iron lance, and walked to the string building.

Zhang Xiaochun's roar came from behind him: "What are you trying to do!" Isn't it just a bunch of mud legs! As for it? Why don't you come down? ”

As for it? As for it.

Why not cut the gold?

Because of the people, Zhang Xiaochun's mouth is a mud leg.

"Wang Jundu, there are still more than 3,000 pots of fire oil, and there is not much fire oil in the city. How is it good? A herald ran up to Wang Yu and asked.

Wang Yu frowned deeply, Taiyuan's ordnance supervisor has a smelting workshop of fierce fire oil, and these days it also relies on the clay pot to throw fierce fire oil, blocking the enemy's offensive again and again.

By now, the oil has completely run out of reserves.

Wang Yu looked at the herald's face and knew that there was still something to say. He said sullenly, "Let's talk about something." ”

"Taiyuan City doesn't have enough food. Even if the old, young, women and children have been extremely harsh on two bowls of thin rice porridge a day to survive and ensure the combat strength of the soldiers, it is no longer enough to maintain it. ”

"There are old people in the city who keep throwing themselves into wells and hanging themselves......"

"When you are old and useless, you will not waste food. Most of these old people said this before they died. ”

The herald's face was several times, with a trace of tears in his eyes, and he said mournfully: "Wang Jundu! Taiyuan City has run out of oil and dried up! ”

When he finished speaking, he began to cry.

The herald collapsed.

Wang Yu looked around at the craftsmen who were carrying the clay pots, and there was only numbness on their faces, and there were too many people like heralds in the nearest Taiyuan City.

Suddenly crying bitterly, and then ending his own life.

The people in the city get used to it when they see it too much.

"There is not much food and grass in the city, and there are no reinforcements in sight, and the soldiers are hungry to fight, and that's it, and the strings and wood of the bows and crossbows in the hands of many soldiers are also damaged, and we are afraid that we will lose this battle!"

Wang Yu nodded, helped the herald up, and dusted off the dust on his shoulder, what Taiyuan City looked like, he knew too well.

He knew that many people would take advantage of the night to drag some dead bodies to the building, and it was needless to say where they went.

Wang Yu also used to sit all night in the middle of the night, staying on the earthen wall, staying in the shadows, watching those who dragged the corpses.

"Do you blame me? If it hadn't been for stopping Governor Zhang's mansion from surrendering to the enemy, his life would not be so miserable now? ”