The Qing army under the city regardless of the main force of Manchu and Mongolia or the green battalion, the Han Eight Banners were a little depressed, and when Tan Tai rushed to the edge of the Gan River with a large group of men, he saw that his own naval troops had been ravaged by a cruel and inhumane devastation, and in less than half an hour, they were wiped out by the Ming army's fleet, and they were so angry that they were so angry that they closed their breaths.

"The puppet navy division is strong, and it has broken through Ganzhou, and in the future, you can rely on the navy division to go north from the Ganjiang River all the way to support the food and ordnance materials of Nanchang and Jiujiang, general, we don't have a naval division, we can't stop the interception, what should we do?" A pro-general said with a worried face.

Tan Tai, like most Manchurians, is not good looking, short and strong, with a mouth full of yellow teeth, he said with a cold face: "Order all departments to remain vigilant, continue to besiege the city, and do not move without the commander's military order!" Durd! ”

"The minions are here!"

Another general heard the call of his master and hurriedly knelt down on one knee to receive the order.

"Spread the letter to appease Jiangnan University Shihong Duchen (Hong Chengchou), and quickly dispatch a water division from the area of Zhili in southern Jiangsu and Zhejiang to come to support! Remember, be quick! ”

"Wow!"

The pro-general received the order, turned over his horse, and galloped away.

Looking at the hundreds of boats competing on the river, a mighty and majestic puppet navy master, Tan Tai stared at it for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "Withdraw!" He turned and retreated back to the Grand Army camp.

The grain ship of the Ming army sailor entered Nanchang City from the West Water Gate, a large amount of grain cloth, a cart full of sackcloth bags of grain was taken off the transport ship, the defenders let go of the sluice, and the mules and horses carried or Yu Long's sailors carried into the city.

During the transportation, a linen bag carried by an officer and soldier of the Navy Division accidentally broke a corner, and golden millet gushed out of the breach, and the grains of rice seemed to be shining with dazzling light.

Seeing this, the old and weak women and children around him hurriedly ran over and knelt down to use the corn that poured out of the placket of his clothes, and a scrawny young man seemed to be a little delirious from hunger, he grabbed a handful of corn that had not yet been shelled, and shoved it into his mouth and chewed it, allowing the sharp chaff to pierce his esophagus.

After eating a few bites, as if remembering something, he picked up a bag of corn in his jacket, and rushed to a morgue somewhere in the city under the obstruction and exclamation of the officers and men of the sailor, and placed the golden corn in the package next to a couple who had been dead for a long time, and muttered:

"Daddy! Mother! You see, this is yellow-orange-orange rice! Have you seen it all in the Heavenly Spirit? I can finally live, and the Zeng family doesn't have to die! I can pass on the lineage to you! Father! Mother! You hear me! ”

When the young man said this, he had already burst into tears, and he did not shy away from throwing himself on the two corpses and crying.

That night, the four streets and eight alleys in Nanchang City soon built rows of simple shacks, and on one side of the shacks were dozens of cauldrons, the pots were steaming, and the fragrance of rice porridge wafted over in the distance.

The gentry and common people in the city smelled the fragrance in the distance and made a commotion, and they all unconsciously moved towards the shacks, and all of them stretched their necks vigorously to look that way, especially some children, who swallowed their saliva vigorously.

If it weren't for the swords, spears, and halberds held by the guards to maintain order, they would have swarmed up long ago.

The soldiers stood on a wooden stand, crossed their legs, and carried a long wooden stick, stirring vigorously into the pot.

The young man and his family members who were waiting to receive the porridge lined up in front of the pot, their eyes looking at the iron spoon waving in front of the pot.

It was Yu Long's officers and soldiers of the water division who were waving the iron spoon to make porridge, and they moved quickly, only to see the spoon flash into the pot, and the spoon was full, and with a bang, the porridge in the spoon was already in the bowl held high.

Those who received the porridge immediately devoured it. The porridge in the bowl is sweet and thick, it is pure rice porridge, absolutely no wild vegetable bark or the like, after being hungry for a long time, drinking such a thick rice porridge, many people are crying.

A thin boy also learned to be an adult tiptoeing and holding a large bowl, and when the spoon sounded, most of the bowl of rice porridge swayed in the bowl. The boy ran happily into the crowd with the bowl in hand.

I saw the boy run to an old woman sitting in a torn cotton jacket, knelt down, brought the bowl to the old woman, and shouted, "Grandma! Wake up! There's porridge! There's porridge! ”

With her eyes closed and her mouth half-open, the boy pulled out his chopsticks from his waist, fished out some rice porridge into the porridge, and carefully sent it to his grandmother's mouth. Grandma's mouth didn't move.

The boy said urgently, "Grandma, grandma, why don't you eat it?" ”

When an officer and soldier of the sailor saw this scene, he couldn't help but come over, touched the old woman's snort, his eyelids jumped, and said to the boy: "Son, drink it yourself, your grandmother...... He's dead. ”

The boy burst into tears, and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered. The sailor squatted down, looked at the porridge spilled on the ground, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

That night, the whole city of Nanchang carnivaled, regardless of the military and civilians, the old and the weak, women and children, as long as they were alive, they all had a beautiful meal.

At the critical moment, the 100,000 stone of grain sent by Yu Long's sailor fleet saved their lives, relieved the urgent need of the coach Jin Shenghuan, and greatly alleviated the food crisis in the city.

Based on the calculation of ten people giving one liter of rice a day, 10,000 people need 300 stone of rice per month, hundreds of thousands of people in Nanchang need more than 10,000 stone of grain a month, there is so much food, plus the original in the city, it is enough to last for more than half a year, after the army and the people have eaten the grain, the morale is high, and the determination to defend the city has unconsciously increased by three points.

In addition to 100,000 stone of grain, Yu Long also supported Jin Shenghuan more than a dozen Franc machines and Hongyi cannons, thousands of bird guns and cannons, gunpowder, guns and other one-time consumables, all of which are masterpieces of Zhaoqing Xingdu Arsenal, because the various processes are very strictly controlled, coupled with the technical advantages of the iron mold casting method, the production is very sophisticated and durable.

With these guns, when the Qing army attacks the city next time, they will be able to suppress their firepower to some extent, and the city defense of Nanchang City will be more stable!