War will always inevitably bring destruction, bring destruction. This is the inevitability of war.

In Jingnan City, the damage caused by the war to the city was shown in another way.

Although the city was bombed several times by hot air balloons, the damage caused was extremely limited. After all, the number of hot air balloons and the bomb load are there.

In the hot air balloon bombing, Jingnan was not bombed!

It's almost starving!

Hunger has been grappling Jingnan since the end of April. Looming over everyone in the city.

Although the bombing of the hot air balloon actually did not cause any casualties to the Jiannu in Jingnan City, even the damage caused to the buildings in the city was extremely limited. However, during the hot air balloon bombardment, several granaries in the city were bombed one after another, and although the Qing court scattered the grain to various places, half of the grain was still destroyed in the flames.

The direct result of the burning of large quantities of grain is the reduction of food distribution, which is an inevitable choice in order to go on as long as possible. The rations were reduced by first by thirty percent, and then by another, and although they did not starve to death, the army in the city was already on the verge of starvation. The only consolation for them was that the potatoes and other things they had planted earlier in the yard had begun to ripen, which was a relief to those who were hungry with their chests on their chests.

You won't starve!

When they were eating those potatoes, they couldn't help but sarcastically mock the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in their hearts. After all, potatoes were promoted by the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. If it weren't for these potatoes, which take two months to ripen, they would have been hungry by now. But now the appearance of potatoes. So that they can still fill their stomachs when their rations are reduced.

Compared with the hope that the soldiers and civilians in the city saw because of the ripening of potatoes, Xuan Ye, as the emperor, was shrouded in a cloud of gloom all day long, and there were too many problems that had to be solved quickly. In the past half a month, especially after the granary was burned by the hot air balloons of the Ming army and burned down one after another, the people's food has plummeted, and his whole person has been overwhelmed, and all kinds of pressure have pressed on him. Many people began to look at the overall situation: at present, there is no good strategy for the siege of the Ming army, and the situation has obviously been unfavorable to the Qing Dynasty.

Many of the courtiers understood that the emperor did not want to go anymore, but they didn't think so, and they had long been accustomed to "it is better to die than to live", so many of the courtiers hoped that the imperial court would organize a breakthrough as soon as possible, taking advantage of the opportunity that the Qing Dynasty's troops in Jingnan far exceeded the Ming army, and it was as fast as possible, the sooner the better. In case the Ming army increases its troops, when the time comes, I am afraid that there will be no chance to even break through.

In fact, everyone knows that if you break through, many people will die, and it is estimated that less than 100,000 of the 200,000 defenders will survive, and even the women and children in this city can only be lost in the city, but they are just some lustful women, and if they are lost, they can grab another one......

All in all, they would rather get out of here than stay in this place and wait for death. Of course, the slave needs to wait until the master speaks before he can leave.

In mid-May, when the weather turned hotter and because of the abundant potato harvest, the soldiers and civilians in Jingnan finally came back from the brink of hunger and had enough to eat again. The courtiers once again suggested a breakthrough, but in the face of the courtiers' suggestions, Xuan Ye directly put the ministers who suggested a breakthrough and retreat south into prison on the grounds of arguing, but none of them were condemned to death, just locked up in the prison and waited for the emperor's whereabouts. Although the death penalty was not convicted, it also made those ministers and servants who advocated and advocated leaving finally understand the emperor's thoughts.

It's impossible to go now!

There will be no change, otherwise it will be absolutely impossible for the emperor to leave here.

After successively putting the ministers who advocated a breakthrough and retreating south to prison, Xuan Ye, as the emperor, went to the court every day, read documents, got up early and went to bed late, worked hard, and was extremely diligent, but on the surface, he seemed to be no different from the past, but he often didn't want to drink *** in a trance, or talked to himself in the palace, or cried silently.

Anyone can see that now the emperor is on the verge of collapse.

It was only when he received a secret letter from a flying pigeon outside the city that he occasionally smiled a little. Every quiet night, he sat in front of the royal desk, staring at the map, and then, occasionally, with an agitated expression, and occasionally laughing, it seemed that for him, this was the only sustenance that could make him happy.

However, when people are always sleepy, they can't help but take a nap, and when they fall asleep in front of the map in a daze, Xuan Ye seems to see the scene of the prince and Prince Li leading hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses to kill, seems to have seen the tragic situation of the Ming army's rout, and seems to have heard Li Dingguo's pitiful state when he knelt in front of him and begged for mercy.

I even saw how majestic he was when he led 300,000 elites of the Qing Dynasty and once again waved his army into the Central Plains.

But when he opened his eyes suddenly, looking at the Ming-style paper windows embedded in the walls of this palace, and looking at the exotic scenery faintly revealed in this palace, his mind couldn't help but be gloomy.

"I actually came to this step in the Qing Dynasty, people are two strings, and even the palace is a second string......"

muttered on his lips, looking around sadly, looking at this palace on the basis of the old palace with paper windows and other things changed into a palace, and then only seeing the candle shadow on the imperial case swaying, Xuan Ye's mood couldn't help but become more and more depressed. He seemed to hear the wind outside the window, and the unhurried sound of the wind came into his ears from time to time, and once again reminded him of that dream.

That dream was undoubtedly a good dream.

But what if the dream is done the other way around?

Thinking of this, Xuan Ye couldn't help but feel panicked. Now he has become more and more convinced of the power of those so-called ghosts and gods.

He woke up from a dream, picked up a book casually, and then flipped through it, it was not a history book, but from the Ming Dynasty, the market of the Ming Dynasty has become more and more prosperous in recent years, and there have been many novel themes.

As the emperor, Xuan Ye will always use these to calm his irritable mood many times. And the eunuchs around him also knew about his habit, and would always put a few books at the bedside.

Compared with a few decades ago, there are many types in the Ming Dynasty now, and there are even some royal forbiddens, of course, among them, the royal is fictional. Just like this one, the story inside is very simple. The author fictionalized a country, fictionalized those palace struggles. When he looked at it, Xuan Ye even sympathized with the emperor. Perhaps the emperor could not have imagined that he was trying to revive the country, but in the end all his hard work was ruined on his sons, who fought for the throne, and even did not hesitate to introduce foreign enemies, which eventually led to the destruction of the country.

Although there is no similarity between the Qing Kingdom and the country in reality, it still resonates with Xuan Ye, after all, the Qing Dynasty is also at a critical juncture of life and death.

After watching this one overnight. Xuan Ye's mood became even more dull, he would always go to some plot in it, and because of this, he thought of Daqing and himself.

For the next three nights, the uncertain Xuan Ye had nightmares. On the first night, he dreamed that Wang Huaxing was kneeling in front of him, and his armor was stained with blood. Xuan Ye, who was taken aback, hurriedly asked:

"Wang Huaxing, I asked you to take it away when you left Beijing, but I am a fine horse with eight banners, and I have 100,000 soldiers and horses from Prince Li, why did you get to such a field?"

Wang Huaxing, who was covered in dirt, looked sad and replied weakly.

"The minister led the troops south, in order to avoid the Ming army, had to enter Afghanistan, who knew that the mountain people were tyrannical, the minister had to desperately tear it up, but the mountain people and my Qing Dynasty grudge for many years, although the minister tried his best to tear and kill, but still outnumbered, it was difficult to hold on to it......"

Xuan Ye was frightened by his answer, how could this be? Hurriedly asked.

"I see, I already know this, Wang Huaxing, now that the situation is like this, I don't ask anything else, I want to ask you, with the current situation, what is the minister's good plan, say it quickly!"

"Jingnan is important and cannot be lost."

"Although Jingnan is the national capital, it has been besieged for a long time, and the city has run out of food. What is Wang Huaxing's good strategy? ”

"Jingnan is important, important."

"Don't mention Jingnan again. Now that the situation in Jingnan is like this, if you can't bring troops to help, I'm afraid I'll have to sit back and wait for death......"

Suddenly, there was a thunderclap in the sky overhead, and then rumbling thunder came from the window. Xuan Ye was awakened by the thunder, and the situation in the dream immediately came to his mind. After thinking for a while, Xuan Ye sighed and said.

"The dream should be done in reverse, it seems that Wang Huaxing's side should be very smooth now!"

Contacted the flying pigeon message he received from Wang Huaxing earlier, Xuan Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief. And constantly comfort yourself.

On the second night, he dreamed of Prince Li Jieshu, although Jieshu was young, but he was also one of the few princes who knew how to fight, and he had been fighting with the mountain people in the south, and he still looked like he was when he left Beijing last year. Wearing a suit of armor and riding on a horse, his expression was a little bleak.

"Jieshu, you're here! Now Jingnan is saved! ”

Just when Xuan Ye said this, Jie Shu fell off the horse, and at this time he saw that Jie Shu's body was also covered in blood, and laughed miserably.

"Your Majesty, Jieshu is incompetent, incompetent, an army of 100,000 people actually lost to the enemy in such a place as Jingnan, it is really Jieshu's incompetence!"

When Xuan Ye heard this, he hurriedly asked.

"What, what's going on?"

The 100,000 garrisons in the south of Jie Shuling's territory are gone?

How is this possible?

"Your Majesty, the Ming army has been waiting for us on the road for a long time, this battle is miserable......"

"Your Majesty, we really can't rush over!"

"Your Majesty, Jingnan can't hold on!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"Your Majesty, Jingnan can't hold on, the emperor must leave Jingnan as soon as possible......"

Again, Xuan Ye woke up from his dream, thinking about the previous dream, his whole back was sweaty.

What does this dream mean?

Could it be that there is something abnormal over there in Jieshu?

No, it won't, there will definitely be no accident on Jieshu's side!

It's not that it won't, but it can't!

As long as he thought that something might happen to Jie Shu, Xuan Ye's back would sweat, and he was always there constantly talking to himself.

"If you dream in reverse, you must be fine, you must be fine......"

It's okay, it's okay......

Closing his eyes like this, Xuan Ye once again forced himself to sleep, but he could no longer sleep peacefully, he listened to the sound of the wind outside the window, the sound of rain and the crisp bell from the copper bell at the corner of the eaves, and thought of the stable situation in Jingnan for a while, Wang Huaxing for a while, and Jie Shu for a while......

This night, Xuan Ye had no sleep all night!

On the night of the third day, Xuan Ye dreamed of the prince this time, and the prince didn't say anything, just looked at him, stood there and looked at him, no matter how Xuan Ye shouted, the prince didn't speak.

What does that mean?

Xuan Ye was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and then woke up.

But maybe it was because he didn't sleep much the night before, so soon, he fell asleep again, and after falling asleep, Xuan Ye dreamed of Mingzhu again, and Mingzhu knelt in front of him and couldn't stop crying.

What's going on? Xuan Ye hurriedly asked.

"Mingzhu, what's wrong with you?"

"Master, the slave died unjustly!"

"What? When did you die? ”

"Master, the slave died unjustly!"

Again, Mingzhu was there on her knees and weeping. Seeing this, Xuan Ye had no choice but to ask tentatively.

"Mingzhu, you died unjustly, I don't know, but if you don't say it, how can I know your grievances?"

Sure enough, as soon as he asked, Mingzhu began to answer.

"Master, the slave is loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and never dares to have the slightest selfishness, but the slave died in this loyalty this time, this time he went north to aid Jingnan, the prince was young, and he insisted on meddling in military affairs, and the slave could not persuade him, but it angered the prince, and the prince cut off his head in anger, and the slave died unjustly! But this slave is not here to sue for grievances. The slave died because of this, but the Great Qing Kingdom can't die because of this, too young and young, and I don't know the danger of the battlefield, but if I insist on this, my Great Qing Kingdom is in danger...... The slave has come to play to the master, please make plans early......"

Ah!

With a sudden, Xuan Ye asked in surprise.

"Prince, you mean Prince, what's wrong with Prince......"

At this time, Mingzhu had already kowtowed and retired, and Xuan Ye saw that he only had a body, not a head.

Waking up from the dream, Xuan Ye opened his eyes, the lights in the room were dim, and he was only scared and his back was in a cold sweat, and he suddenly realized why these days the soul is not guarding, not because of other people, but because of the prince, because he is afraid that the prince is young, he thought of the princes, but shrewd, but in fact, they kept making mistakes, which eventually led to the destruction of the country.

The prince may be a big deal......

Thinking of this, Xuan Ye immediately exclaimed loudly.

"Someone! Someone ...... coming."