Su Zizheng has always disliked rainy days, especially wet and cold winter rains. When it rains in winter, his arm aches faintly. When Nong Zhigao was in turmoil, he went into battle with his father, but accidentally fell off his horse and injured an arm. Although he had already taken care of it, and he couldn't tell that he had an old injury, in the past twenty years, Su Zizheng hated the rain more and more unseasonally every year.

But today's rain made Su Zizheng feel very happy. Although it was numb, itchy, sore, and painful, the mixed feeling made him want to cut off his arm. But the reality that it was difficult for the Jiaozhi thief army to attack the city overwhelmed the old wound on the arm in one fell swoop.

His soldiers also looked excitedly at the gloomy rain clouds in the sky, and the heavier the rain, the less likely it was for the Jiaozhi people to come out to attack the city.

"It would be nice if it was the next ten days and half a month." I don't know who said it, but it was immediately agreed by everyone.

"Good rain knows the season." Su Zizheng smiled, the rain in the season is also a good thing, stopping the thief army, and also helping the fifty or sixty thousand soldiers and civilians in the city a great favor.

Looking back at the city, how many people took out all the pots and pans, buckets, jars, jars and jars at home, as long as they could hold water. It was placed under the eaves, and then the rainwater poured down from the roof.

Finally there is water.

Su Zizheng opened his mouth and took a few mouthfuls of rain regardless of his manners. His lips were as chapped as the soldiers below, and the icy rain was like nectar to them.

The Jiaozhi people broke the moat and the source of the Zuojiang River a month ago, and the water in the moat was gone. But without a moat to bring water into the city, Yongzhou City was cut off.

There was a lack of wells in the city of Yongzhou, that is, wells were dug in several large households and yamen. The daily life of ordinary people relies on the Zuojiang River water introduced into the city, which is only slightly muddy than the Lishui at the edge of Guilin, and can be drunk directly.

Now that the water source has been cut off, they can only rely on a few wells of water, and the few wells that have just been dug are unusable, and most people can only get one or two bowls of water a day.

"If only Zirong [Su Song's] cousin was here. Suzi kept thinking about it while her throat was on fire. Or Han Gang, who his father once praised by everyone, is proficient in tricks and weapons, and should know how to dig wells. I heard that Han Gang, who sent the Divine Arm Bow to Yongzhou in time, had dug a deep well in Gyeonggi in the old year, and the well water was dry and flooded, but Han Gang still had to ask Zirong's cousin for advice.

The sky was getting darker, and although there were clouds blocking it, it was almost dusk, and after a while it would be completely dark. "Go and get the oil ready, and light it when it's dark." Even if it is a rainy night, it is necessary to light up the lights on the city to illuminate the city, Su Zizheng is a little worried that the Jiaozhi thief army will come to steal the city.

"Yanai, it's time to eat."

Without the reminder of the soldiers, Su Zizheng had already smelled the aroma of dinner. Dozens of healthy women came up from the city carrying hot rice porridge. The rice porridge is boiled in a thick pot and mixed with salt. Other than that, there is nothing else. The food in the city is running out, and now we can only save a little to eat. Now it's time to compare with the thieves outside the city, which side can survive better.

After more than a month, the old high-ranking Yanei has been messing with the soldiers below for a long time, and Su Zizheng has no regard for any manners, sits down, and eats the same food as the soldiers. Transported out of the regular closing of the millet, one stone can grind out eight or nine buckets. This kind of rice is used to fill the stomach, and if it is cooked directly, it will be so coarse that it is difficult to eat, and it can only be eaten when it is boiled into porridge. As long as it was a hot meal that filled the stomach, the defenders of the city were satisfied.

After drinking all the rice porridge in the bowl in a few sips, my stomach was still a little hungry, and I didn't know if I could last until tomorrow. But he didn't want a second bowl, so he threw the bowl aside and looked back at the still steaming iron pot, "I don't know how many more rooms have been demolished." ”

The citizens of Yongzhou have always relied on firewood outside the city to cook, unlike the northern cities that will hoard charcoal in winter. As soon as the city was fenced off, within a few days they began to tear down the houses and use the wood from the houses in the city to make fires for cooking. Before the war, the streets and houses were lined up one after another, but now there is a lack of one in the east and one in the west. The large temples and gardens were demolished at the beginning.

Although Su Zizheng liked one of the gardens very much, it is said that it was built by famous craftsmen from the north, and the garden was full of bamboo forests, and cloisters, pavilions and small pavilions were built with bamboo. Resting in the garden in the summer, listening to the rustle of the wind through the bamboo forest, Su Zizheng and his friends wrote a lot of crooked poems. But in the face of the war, the poetry of chanting the wind and admiring the moon was all trampled into the mud by a pair of big feet that crossed the mountains and mountains.

Su Zizheng now thinks that chatting with the people in the market is also very interesting. Most of his men were civilians who had just been recruited, and they were talking about the city.

The man with a big waist and a round waist is surnamed Liu, who is a splash in the market, and he has done a lot of things to bully the market. When Su Zizheng went to the Xuanhua County Ya in the south of the city, he had seen him a few times being dragged down by Ouyang Yan, the magistrate of the county, and beaten hard with a board, but he had rough skin and thick meat, and he also had some friendship with the officials, so he didn't care at all. Originally, such a person, Su Zizheng always thought that it was a good thing to be sent out early, who would have thought that he would be recruited into the army, and he would kill the most thieves on the city wall.

The teenage boy who was helping to clean up, with bright eyes, was named Li Sansi, who was originally an apprentice in a silk shop, and had planned to rise to the shopkeeper in twenty years. Looking at his neatness in dealing with people, Su Zizheng felt that half of his time was enough.

A gray-bearded old man with a gloomy face leaning against the corner of the wall, surnamed Joe. He is a native of Yongping Village, has sons and daughters, and even has three grandchildren. I came to Yongzhou to purchase New Year's goods, and I thought that I would encounter the attack of the Jiaozhi thief army. I heard that after Yongping Village was breached, the Jiaozhi people slaughtered the city, so they took the initiative to join the army and wanted to get justice.

There are many other people who have their own experiences, but they all have only one thing in mind now, to fight to the end with the Jiaozhi thief army.

Several soldiers dipped bundles of torches in lamp oil and lit them, and a row of stars lit up the city. The sky is dark, and at this time, except for sneak attacks, the Jiaozhi people will not normally come to attack the city again.

"It's a rare day to have a break." Zhou Yanren, the deputy who was resting under the city, did not arrive, and the sound arrived first. Then a Wenxiu scholar in armor stepped up the steps to the city, and wanted to make a handover with Su Zizheng.

"It's raining well." Su Zizheng knew that Zhou Yan's Wenxiu was just an appearance, and in the two years he was in Xuanhua County, he led the team to rush into the barbarian village several times, and arrested several thieves who were traitors and criminals for trial. "But there might be some trouble tonight."

"Don't worry, Zhou Yan will get it." Zhou Yan arched his hand, "Our west wall here is close to the river, and there are few things." However, the south wall under the jurisdiction of Gao Chan and the east wall under the supervision of Xue Du should be more vigilant. ”

"They're all veterans, and they're used to it these days, so they won't be on guard."

Su Zizheng is now in charge of the west wall of Yongzhou City. In order to defend the city, Su Mian divided the soldiers in the city into five parts, and each city wall in the southeast, northwest, and northwest placed a soldier and horse, and the remaining one was led by Tang Zizheng. If one of the walls is attacked, you can go to the rescue in time.

This section of the city wall in the west of Yongzhou is in charge of Su Zizheng, and more than 2,000 people above and below the city are at his disposal, but this hard work, when the Jiaozhi thief army attacked the city, he couldn't even retreat, and his father's own supervision team was behind him. But no one will retreat half a step, they have all hit this point, how can there be room for retreat. The top and bottom have to follow Jiaozhi to the end, and they will withdraw their troops if they can't support it.

A few steps below the city, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded behind his head. Su Zizheng jumped up violently, turned around and rushed towards the city. Rushed to the city wall and looked out of the city with the drums of war.

The besieging Cochin army was divided into four places, each of which was far apart, and a large number of troops were invested. The east, west, and south sides are attacking at the same time, and the thieves seem to be bound to win this time. But the more Su Zizheng looked, the more surprised he became, rushing up without holding equipment like long ladders and siege vehicles, and some people didn't even carry knives and guns. It's just that each of them carries a small package, some of them are in their arms, and some of them are on their heads. Su Zizheng looked at it and wondered, and didn't figure out what it was for a while.

"No, they're going to pile up dirt and go to the city." Zhou Yan exclaimed on the side.

A thunderbolt exploded in his ears, and Su Zizheng was dizzy.

"Good thief!" Suzi was growing up in the south and had only been to the capital once with his father, but he still remembered the winter in the north, which was as cold as he felt now.

Tang Zizheng, who was leading the reserve in the city, received an urgent report from the three city walls. He had all the divine arm bows in his hands, and every direction in which the thieves were attacking were urging him to rush over to help.

If the Divine Arm Bow can't be used intensively, it's just a heavy crossbow with slightly stronger power and a slightly faster rate of fire. There are only 600 remaining Divine Arm Bows, which one should be used intensively? But Tang Zizheng didn't have room to think about it at all, and immediately divided his Divine Arm Archers into four teams, leaving no gaps in any place.

led the team to rush to the west side of the city, and had no time to say hello to Su Zizheng and Zhou Yan, Yongzhou Tong ordered his crossbowmen to line up at the head of the city and wind the bow of the divine arm. He had to solve what should be the easiest place to deal with first, and then go to the rescue in other directions.

"Shoot!" Tang Zizheng was commanding, and more than two hundred divine arm archers buckled their teeth at the same time, but the sound of the strong arrow leaving the string was not at all full of strength like a few days ago, but as soft as a cooking cake. fell on the body of the thief army under the city, and the arrow did not fall like in the past. The besieging cochin thieves put the dirt bag on their heads, and the cats rushed at the waist.

Su Zizheng knew that the power of the bow and crossbow would be greatly reduced in rainy days, and although there were few water-phobic things such as tendon and horn glue used in the divine arm bow, it could withstand moisture better than ordinary heavy crossbows, but after being drenched in the rain, the power would be greatly reduced.

"What to do?!" Su Zizheng was in a hurry.

"Put away the bow, change the knife, turn off the lights and rush out of the city." Tang Zizheng shouted, "It's just a death!" ”