The next day, the city of Tingzhou, Fujian, was shrouded in a gloomy cloud, full of guerrillas scattered on the streets, full of all kinds of rumors, so that the people in the city were always restless, panicked, and unable to live at ease.

"Hey... Have you heard of it? Just last night, Emperor Longwu fled into the city, and now he is resting in the prefect's yamen. ”

"It's already spread in the city, how can it be that we haven't heard of it yet? Not only that, it is said that the Dashun army is outside the city, and it is not far from here, and it is possible to attack the city at any time, what can I do? ”

"Yes, no matter who is the emperor, once there is a war here, if there is a slight mistake, those powerful people can evacuate, and they can still enjoy the glory and wealth in other places, but we ordinary people can't, our ancestors have lived here for generations, just such a little belongings, if they are destroyed, it will be completely over."

......

Compared with the restlessness and panic of the people, the feelings of the soldiers defending the city were more profound, their faces were full of worry, and their words were full of fear and fear.

"NND, the combat effectiveness of the Dashun Army is too terrifying, and the means are too ruthless, it is simply a flood beast that eats people and does not spit out bones, thousands of soldiers and horses, in front of them, it is not enough to kill?"

"Damn, I don't know why the combat power of the Dashun Army is so strong? In front of them, the army of the imperial court is like a piece of paper, and it is not enough to unite with the other party! And I don't know where they got so many firearms? ”

"Don't be emotional, let's think about it quickly, what should we do next? According to those who fled, the Dashun army had already reached the vicinity of the Guandi Temple, and it was possible to attack the city at any time. ”

......

In the prefect's yamen, above the hall, Zhu Yujian had already changed into clean clothes, and after a night's rest, the whole person became much more refreshed, but he still couldn't hide the sadness on his face.

Zhu Yujian sat there a little dejectedly, and opposite stood Huang Mingjun, the new secretary of the Ministry of War, and Zhu Jizuo, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, who also looked anxious.

"Lord Huang, how many of us still have survivors?"

Huang Mingjun's face was embarrassed, and he hesitated slightly, but finally replied: "Emperor Qiqi, plus the entourage who fled back, now there are only five hundred people. ”

Speaking of this, Huang Mingjun was speechless, worried that Zhu Yujian would be discouraged, and he was desperate, so he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't worry, although we have suffered heavy losses this time and almost wiped out the entire army, with the advantage of the terrain and the advantages of holding the city, the defenders in the city are enough to hold on for a while." ”

"Since ancient times, the people of Fujian and Guangdong have been known as fierce people, and over time, as long as they get through this most difficult time, they will be able to recruit soldiers and compete with the Dashun army."

"Moreover, those scattered soldiers are still gathering towards Tingzhou City, constantly returning, as more and more soldiers gather in the city, as long as the people in the city are mobilized again, and the Tingzhou City is held, it is enough to last for a period of time to block the attack of the Dashun army."

How could the knowledgeable Zhu Yujian not hear that this was a word of comfort for himself? How can you not understand the implication of "strong"?

Since ancient times, it is almost known to the whole world that the folk customs in Fujian and Guangdong are fierce, far different from the so-called fierce people in the southwest and the border, and the so-called fierce folk customs here refer to the fact that many people are people during the day and thieves at night.

Therefore, all the merchants who pass through Fujian and Guangdong, few people rush at night, and almost no one sleeps in the country houses, because no one can guarantee that the people who are still enthusiastic during the day will see the wealth and become bandits at night?

Although Huang Mingjun and Zhu Jizuo continued to appease, successively advise, and make suggestions, Zhu Yujian was never happy, and there was a sense of sadness between his eyebrows, but he responded indifferently: "Okay...... That's it......"

At this moment, whether it is Huang Mingjun or Zhu Jizuo, they can understand Zhu Yujian's mood, why is he so depressed? Why is it so sluggish and quite deadly?

Coming with great ambition, wanting to compete with the Dashun army, let it go, thinking that even if he was defeated, he could fight a big battle and die on the battlefield, which could be regarded as another glory and dignity belonging to the emperor.

However, the fact is that it is the opposite, so striking people, the Dashun army sneak attacked, there was no greeting at all, it was a burst of bombardment, for the poorly equipped Zhu Yujian's troops, it was an absolutely devastating blow, and it was full of despair for the battle!

Under the huge gap, and the loss of so many troops and civilian generals, as well as the whereabouts of the only young son is unknown, life and death are unknown, under such a heavy blow, it is difficult to accept who it is for a while.

The next morning......

The moon is dark and the wind is high, when the people are killing people and goods, the north gate of Tingzhou City, the officers and soldiers guarding the city are already drowsy, dozing, and their eyes are almost unable to open.

"Hurry... Open the gates of the city and let us in, for we are the Emperor's Guard, and we have been scattered by the rebels on the way. ”

Through the dim light, the guards on the tower of the city gate vaguely saw that about a few hundred people had gathered outside the city gate, all of them in tattered clothes and unkempt appearances, which could only be vaguely recognized, just like the stragglers who had been pouring in these days.

"Hurry up and open the city gate, Lao Tzu was born and died for the court, and now he has survived, let Lao Tzu in." Otherwise, Lao Tzu and you people are not finished! ”

There was another shout from below, and more soldiers kept slamming the door, swords slashing at the city gate and the city wall, making all kinds of sharp sounds, and the situation suddenly had a tendency to get out of control, and the defenders on the city wall hesitated.

"General, what should we do now? Will you let these people in? If they were pretending to be a rebel army, Tingzhou City would not be protected; If it really is the army of the imperial court, if they are blocked at this moment, once they enter the city, they will have to make trouble with us! ”

The general kept muttering beside the guerrilla general guarding the gate, his face was full of uneasiness, and the whole person looked very anxious.

"Let the brothers open the gates ......"

The guerrilla general finally made this decision, and his heart was very heavy, however, the partial general did not immediately implement it, and said in a hurry: "But... But... General, if these people really have to be pretended to be the Great Shun Army, or if the Great Shun Army is mixed in, the guilt of this negligence ......"

"I can't care so much, now I can only take one step at a time."

The guerrilla general interrupted the general's speech, and after Youyou said this, he seemed to think of something, and then added: "By the way, by the way, tell those brothers that after opening the city gate, no matter what happens, stay where you are, don't do it, don't act excessively, it's important to save your life." ”

"Yes, General, the last general will inform you."

At this moment, the surrounding soldiers understood that in the past few days, the general's words were by no means just words, and now they had to be put into action.

After all, nine out of ten of the world's lives have fallen into the hands of the Great Shun Dynasty, so why make a stupid move again?

The sound outside the strings is that even if those soldiers outside the city are really Dashun troops, they can disarm and surrender!