“…… 786 soldiers were killed, 213 were disabled, and ...... wounded No less than 3,000 people were killed or wounded...... The disarming of the dead was sent to the city to get meat for consumption......"

Perhaps because this sentence was so gloomy and cold, that when this sentence was uttered from the mouth of the staff, the flame of the oil lamp shook for no reason, as if the unjust soul was blowing the lamp to tell the grievances.

However, Li Shutai didn't seem to notice, just nodded slightly, and then said.

"How many days will there be enough food in this city?"

"If you don't ask the people, it's still enough for half a year."

Naturally, the people don't need to ask, and even Li Shutai has already made up his mind, whether the people in this city have food or not, and the most important thing is to ensure military food.

"Half a year, half a year, whether Zheng Chenggong will retire after half a year is still a matter of two things!"

Li Shutai frowned tightly and groaned.

"If there is no reinforcement to help, I am afraid that Zheng Thief will never withdraw his army. When the time comes, what will happen if there is no food? ”

As soon as his voice fell, someone over there was a voice.

"Lord Li, according to what the king said, if you want to keep one more day, you have to let the people in this city sacrifice one person and eat more people from now on, not only have strength, but also eat less food, so that it may be able to last for ten months, or even a year, just like Xinhui, but the food for one month has been kept for half a year, not relying on the more than 70,000 two-legged sheep in this city,"

It was Geng Jimao, the king of Jingnan, who spoke, who would be in the city, but he never thought that after calling Fuzhou Zhenfuzhou, the land of this palace had just begun to be occupied, and before the palace started construction and was built, Zheng Chenggong personally led an army of more than 100,000 to capture Fuzhou. The day of this Taiping prince naturally came, and Geng Jimao had to cheer up and lead the troops to guard this Fuzhou.

"Exactly, Lord Li, the prince's proposal is even better, in the eyes of this father, it is impossible to defend the city."

On the side is Haicheng Gong Huang Wu, who was once Zheng Chenggong's general, and Haicheng is also a strong fortress built by Zheng Chenggong with a lot of manpower and material resources over the years.

Originally, Huang Wu's troops were no less than 30,000 or 40,000, but in the battle off the coast of Keelung, not only lost all the boats and ships, but also lost the elite, and because of this, at the beginning of the year, when Wanli led the troops to fight, because of the limited defensive strength, Huang Wu had to abandon Haicheng, and then under the pursuit of the Ming army, all the way to Fuzhou, if it were not for the convergence with Geng Jimao's army on the way, I am afraid that whether or not to escape to Fuzhou is between the two, and now Fuzhou is also the last stronghold of the Qing army in Fujian.

However, Huang Wu, who was afraid that King Jingnan and Li Shutai would be shaken by the lack of military rations, hurriedly said.

"The two of them don't know, Huang once came out of the thief camp, and he can be said to know the character of Zheng thief very well, he can be said to be like a rock, unless the imperial court army comes to help, otherwise he will definitely not give up Fuzhou, so if you want to defend the city, you must have military ration......s."

Compared with Geng Jimao, the king of Jingnan, and Li Shutai, the governor of Fujian and Zhejiang, the most resolute resistance is probably Huang Wu, he knows very well that Zheng Chenggong will never let go of the people who betray him, if he surrenders the city, even if he doesn't kill him now, he will definitely find a reason to kill him in the future, so he is naturally unwilling to surrender, and he is even more unwilling to surrender to the king and governor in front of him.

In fact, whether it is Geng Jimao or Li Shutai, the two of them have not moved the slightest intention to surrender to the enemy, for Geng Jimao, who uses the slaughter of the city as a tool at every turn, he has too much Han blood in his hands, so he does not dare to surrender, and Li Shutai also does not dare to surrender, because he has broken Jiangyin, Jiangyin's 200,000 unjust souls also make it impossible for him to let him go, plus Jiang Xuan, a rebel general who attacked the army with the army to conquer Datong in Shanxi, ordered to slaughter the people within dozens of miles of Fangyuan before and after capturing Baode, so bloody charges were placed on him, How dare he surrender.

In this way, the three of them naturally wanted to defend the city, but how to defend the city, the three of them had their own opinions, but now this king, a duke and a governor, after a little discussion, made up their minds - from tomorrow onwards, the people in the city will be ordered to give rations to each household.

"If you don't want to donate people, you can also donate 200 catties of military rations, which can be worth one person."

Human life, but only 200 catties of grain, in this troubled world, human life is like a mustard is very common, they don't even worry about the people in this city will be in turmoil, after all, for those people, at least they are still lucky - each family only needs to sacrifice one person, as long as one person is sacrificed, other people can live, so lucky people will not be in chaos?

"In addition to military rations, the key is to defend the city, although the city of Fuzhou is strong, all of them are built of stones, but don't forget, if Zheng thief is going to collapse, this city wall is really useless!"

Li Shutai reminded him, and Geng Jimao sneered.

"This matter, this king has already had the courage, this time the king moved to Fuzhou, brought ten war elephants from Guangzhou, once it collapsed and broke the city, when the time came, he would use the war elephants to drive long, blocking the Zheng thief from attacking the city!"

Geng Jimao's tone looked quite proud, this war elephant was brought back from Guangzhou, the reason why he brought the war elephant was because after suffering the loss of Li Dingguo's war elephant, he would order someone to buy back the elephant from Nanyang for training, and now this war elephant is naturally a trump card in his hand.

When Geng Jimao said proudly that he had distributed the war elephants near the gates of the city, Zheng Chenggong, who was wearing armor on Ping Mountain outside the city, walked out of the big tent again, his mood seemed a little depressed, and even his face became more and more difficult to look at.

In the past month, news about the Northern Expedition has been coming from the north, but compared to the smooth progress of the Northern Expedition, he has been stopped under the city of Fuzhou.

"Once the city is broken, if you don't crush the bones of the three thieves and scatter ashes, you can't vent the hatred of this king!"

The reason why Zheng Chenggong was so angry was because he once tried to surrender the three people, but instead of surrendering, the three directly killed the messenger, these three people were all hardcore traitors, how could they surrender?

Despite saying this, Zheng Chenggong's eyes were staring at Fuzhou, and he was secretly distressed in his heart.

"Could it be that this king is trapped in this small Fuzhou city?"

This is by no means what Zheng Chenggong wants to see, he hopes to be able to quickly recover Fuzhou, and then lead the troops to attack Guangdong, after recovering Guangdong, and then go north from Guangdong to capture Hunan, and then dedicate Hong Chengchou's traitor to Emperor Gao's mausoleum, and then the world will naturally be calm.

But now, this small Fuzhou is like a hard bone, blocking his eyes, disrupting his overall plan, and the corresponding is the smooth Northern Expedition, and now Li Ziyuan has broken through Taiyuan, and it is possible to take Beijing directly at any time.

After he captured the Beijing Division, if he Zheng Chenggong was still trapped in this Fuzhou City, wouldn't he make the world laugh in vain? Thinking of this, Zheng Chenggong's heart once again swelled with anger, and when he stared at Fuzhou City under the mountain, he couldn't wait to put Geng Jimao, Li Shutai and the treacherous villain Huang Wu Lingchi to death now.

But how can we capture Fuzhou as soon as possible?

In distress, Zheng Chenggong preached to the guards around him.

"Go, tell Zhou Yangye, give him another half a month, if this city collapses, each person will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, if it can't collapse, then come to see this king!"

Zhou Yangye is a general under Zheng Chenggong, and he is best at digging tunnels and then breaking down the city, but most of this collapse is due to luck, and a few collapses only exploded a large firework - the gunpowder did not explode, but directly from the other end of the tunnel.

However, now for Zhou Yangye, what he is worried about is not how to collapse, but how to dig the tunnel under the city of Fuzhou.

"The excavation is only half a zhang, and the water has already begun to seep, and there is more than a foot of water in this three-foot-high tunnel, even if the tunnel is dug under the city, how can the gunpowder be transported over?"

Standing in the dark tunnel, looking at the land soldiers who were constantly supporting the tunnels with wooden beams and planks, Zhou Yangye secretly thought in his heart, in the past, he did not dig tunnels, but the water in Fuzhou is shallow, even if he chose to dig near the north gate at the foot of Pingshan Mountain after careful investigation, the water in the tunnel still gave him a headache, and this tunnel had to be dug under the city foundation.

"Do you see the root of the wall?"

Again, Zhou Yangye came to the end of the tunnel, looking at the soldiers who were constantly digging the tunnel in the muddy water, with shovels in their hands and small oil lamps in their mouths, digging the tunnel with spades and spades.

"I guess I have to dig a few more feet......"

Digging tunnels leading to the city often depends on feeling, even Zhou Yangye can only grasp a general direction, there will always be some deviations, many times, even rely on luck, unless you can put the gunpowder under the city wall just right.

After measuring the distance of digging with hemp rope, and estimating the general direction, after making sure that there was not too much deviation, when Zhou Yangye was about to leave the tunnel, a young soldier in the tunnel said tentatively.

"General, the villain has a suggestion, I don't know when to say it or not,"

After getting Zhou Yangye's permission, the young soldier spoke.

"General, this Fuzhou city is different from ordinary cities, its city roots are all made of solid stones, even if we dig under the city, we have to tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder, I'm afraid it can't blow through the city wall, but so much gunpowder can't be loaded in a single tunnel anyway, so the villain thinks that if you can dig out a horizontal row of tunnels along the root of the city wall, and then dig out a number of tunnels every few feet inward, and bury thousands of catties of gunpowder in each tunnel......"

The young soldier's suggestion made Zhou Yangye's eyes light up, especially when he used wooden strips to draw patterns on the mud wall, Zhou Yangye saw the benefits of placing explosives like this, and when he nodded in agreement, he asked again.

"In your opinion, how should this gunpowder be put to prevent it from blowing fire?"