Several days have passed, and unlike before, the Yan army has not attacked the city in the past few days, and Jinan City seems to have ushered in a rare calm, but everyone knows that this calm before the storm is not a good thing.

Because it means that the Yan army is accumulating strength, preparing for the next siege, don't think too much, the next time the Yan army attacks the city wall, the offensive will definitely be much more fierce than before.

But Gu Huai didn't worry too much about this, because he was facing a more serious situation.

The food is gone.

This morning, he lit a fire and drank the last bit of gruel, it turned out that even if he had prepared in advance, it seemed a little inadequate at this moment, and the siege had not yet shown signs of being solved, and then... What should I do?

As usual, he did not lie down in that broken Taoist temple to save his strength, but once again walked on the streets, as long as there was no siege in the past two months, he would go out to inquire about the news, although he could not grasp the situation outside the city, but through the mouth of the refugees, he could understand a little more or less, but the more he understood, the heavier his heart became, because he knew Zhu Di's character, this time... He is afraid that he will not be able to defeat Jinan and will not give up.

Combined with the situation before he entered the city, the current imperial court has changed from active offense to passive defense, and the advantage of annihilating the living force lies in this, before the king of Yan was insufficient, he could only defend Beiping and rotate, and he was overstretched everywhere, but now the imperial court has defeated the two armies that have gone north with the power of the country, and for a long time in the future, the imperial court is afraid that there is no way to launch such an offensive again, so Zhu Di dared to stay in Jinan so blatantly.

These days, he didn't think about doing something in the city to help Zhu Di break the city, but Tie Xuan and Sheng Yong really turned Jinan into an iron bucket, not to mention that there were no flaws, but Gu Huai is now like an ordinary refugee, and he is even about to face a situation of running out of food, where can he come up with a way?

As for Xu Miaojin... He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he had almost traveled all over the city in the past two months, and still hadn't found the figure that looked like Xu Miaojin, and his anxiety gradually turned into despair, he was a little afraid to look for it now, he could only hope that Xu Miaojin was not in the city, otherwise...

Gu Huai's eyes turned to the side of the street, where there were many women, young, beautiful, and once a young lady from a big family, all of whom were once good yellow flower girls, but now they are shrunk in the corner like dead corpses, even if they have lice on their bodies, their clothes are torn and they can't cover their shame, and they don't have the strength to move half a minute.

A month ago, when the food shortage was not serious, a small bag of rice could buy a woman, half a month ago it became just a bowl of rice, and now, a steamed bun can make a young and beautiful woman sleep with you, but who wants to waste food on this? When people are facing hunger, there is no way to have those desires, the siege does not know when it will be solved, a little more food will have more hope of survival, who wants to lend a hand to others, or buy a drag oil bottle to carry around?

The streets are full of stench, and the dung soup boiled under the city wall is different, the stench of the streets, most of them are emitted by the corpses, it is already summer, the starving people are lying on the streets, no one comes to clean up, the weather is hot, the corpses decompose quickly, if it rains, those dead bodies are drenched by the rain, swelling and bursting in the puddles, the smell spreads, dignified Jinan, at this time it is as terrible as the Nine Secluded Mansions.

But no one cares about this, there are so many people lying on the streets, they don't feel the dead bodies and the smell, although they are alive, but there is no difference between them and dead, only food can wake them up in the haze, but the strange thing is that their stomachs are very large, there is either water in them, or it is the Guanyin soil dug out, some refugees are obviously dead, but as if they are pregnant for ten months, staring at the sky with a pair of white eyes, as if asking God why there is such a tragedy in this world.

Gu Huai retracted his eyes and quickened his pace.

In the past two months, he has seen too many starving people with his own eyes, he has hidden some food, and he has also wanted to help some children or the elderly, but in the end he still chose to stand by coldly, because he dare not imagine how much trouble he will cause after the news of the food in his hand spreads, although his conscience has been tortured endlessly, and he has been awakened from his dream many times, but what can he do?

There was a continuous sound of footsteps on the street, and a group of soldiers broke into a house, and after a while, they carried the food, and walked out in the desperate cries of the master's house, and the refugees on the side of the road saw the food, and they all stretched out their hands and crawled over there, but the soldiers did not look at them, and the leading soldier drew his knife and said coldly:

"There is an order from above, starting today, the whole city will be under centralized military management! If there is a private possession, it will be dealt with by military law! ”

The soldiers and the people grabbed the food, but no one had the strength to scold it, the refugees couldn't figure out why the officers and soldiers who were supposed to protect them were now the imps of Hades, and they couldn't figure out why they would suffer such torture and tragedy, the court and the Yan King's respective slogans were shouted extremely loudly, and everyone wanted to advertise themselves as the righteous side, but why... But it is the people who want nothing more than to live a peaceful life that suffers?

Before it was over, the soldiers who collected the food passed, and another group of soldiers came, they carried a full set of knives and guns, and checked the refugees on the side of the road without saying anything, but all those who were still alive forced the refugees to stand up with knives, and walked to the direction of the city gate in a group, and they really couldn't walk, so they lifted it up and threw it on the street, and piled up with the corpses, Gu Huai, who was standing on the street, was naturally not spared, and was ordered to stand in the ranks of refugees, and walked towards the city gate in confusion.

When he arrived at the city gate, Gu Huai found that there were countless refugees with yellow faces and thin muscles gathered here, and the gatekeeper saw that the time was almost up, and with an order, the tall Jinan city gate slowly opened, and the first batch of refugees were driven out by them.

Everyone was stunned, they... Can you get out of town?

All the refugees who could still move crowded towards the city gate, and they used their last strength to desperately try to escape as they had fled into Jinan.

But the first batch of refugees who were released out of the city were not many, and the generals guarding the gate were also staring at the movements of the Yan army outside, seeing that the refugees had a tendency to completely open the gate, he gave an order, and the soldiers forced the crazy refugees back with knives, and Jinan Guancheng in the past three months, there were also living people leaving the city for the first time.

The Yan army outside didn't know what was going on, and they didn't understand what happened to these refugees who were yellow-faced and thin-skinned and fell down as soon as the wind blew out, so the first batch of refugees who were released were lucky enough to escape from Jinan, and even some of them were lucky enough to get charity from the Yan soldiers, such as half-eaten steamed buns.

Seeing that the Yan army did not react much, the general guarding the gate released another batch of refugees, such as three times, Zhu Di, who rushed to the outside of the city after hearing the news, finally came back to his senses, he gave an order, the Yan army camp outside the city suddenly became another city wall, all the refugees who were released from Jinan were not allowed to leave a step, the Yan army shouted into the city, unless Jinan surrendered, otherwise all refugees must return to the city.

At this time, those refugees who were not as lucky as the first batch found out in despair that they couldn't go back to the city, the city gate was closed, and they couldn't leave if they wanted to, Yan Jun's cold knives and guns were aimed at them, no matter how they slapped the city gate and cried and prayed, the city gate never opened for half a minute, no matter how they begged Yan Jun for mercy and knelt, the Yan soldiers never let go a little, giving them a chance to escape...

A day passed, the refugees in the center of the two besieged cities, not even a sip of water, in order to show their determination to expel them, Jinan City did not ask them half a point, in order to show their determination not to accept, Yan Jun did not give them a little mercy, some of the refugees who had run out of oil and lamps, died outside the city gate like this.

The next day, the city gate of Jinan was opened again, but instead of letting them go back, they drove out a group of refugees, at this time, there were not many people who left the city on the first day, and the refugees were crawling under the scorching sun, enduring the last trace of life.

Day 3...

Tie Xuan on the city wall was motionless, his heart was dripping blood, but his face was as stiff as the bluestone built into the city wall, his eyes did not look at the dying refugees under the city wall, nor did he have any emotional fluctuations, what he was looking at was the Ming Dynasty's thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it was the orthodoxy in Jinling City, for the sake of the country, he could die, the soldiers could die, why couldn't these refugees die?

On the Yan Jun watchtower outside the city, Zhu Di was also motionless.

Tie Xuan's intention to evacuate the refugees for military supplies was too obvious, if he succeeded, wouldn't the casualties of the Yan army in the siege be much higher?

Tie Xuan's heart is ruthless, and he Zhu Di is not bad! He is the commander of the Yan army, and he is responsible for the Yan soldiers, Tie Xuan and other officials who claim to be loyal to the court don't care if the people live or die, why should he be a rebellious vassal king?!

Zhu Di looked at the bottom of the city wall, those refugees who were so hungry that they had no strength to speak were hiding in the shadows in groups, the Yan soldiers opposite them were all beaten from the north, they were elite soldiers who could cut off their heads on the battlefield on weekdays, but at this moment their faces were full of suffering, for them, the battlefield was relative, and it was one thing to go down with a knife, but now it was another thing to see these people lingering and suffering.

These refugees include dying mothers, dying babies, and children of several years old, who are innocent, and who can look at such scenes without being moved by the fact that they are not dehumanized? Know that this is the third day! I don't know how many refugees can't bear to commit suicide, and I don't know how many mothers throw their children over the trenches, just begging the Yan army to let them go, such a tragic situation in the world makes the swords in their hands tremble.

Zhu Di on the watchtower closed his eyes, he saw the distorted faces of those soldiers, and heard the cries of those refugees, which was completely different from staying in the camp all the time... He thought of the constant admonitions of the generals in the past two days.

Let these refugees die under the city, and the people of the world will spit on him Zhu Di is certain... After the fact, the imperial court can be advertised as being for the sake of the country and the society, where the righteousness lies! These people are also dead if they stay in the city, let them out of the city to find another way to live, it was he Zhu Di who personally sent them to a dead end!

A Jinan, or infamy through the ages, which is more important?

Presumably Tie Hyun had thought of this a long time ago.

Zhu Di was slightly moved, his eyes lowered, and he turned around and went down the watchtower.

"Tie Xuan, count yourself ruthless! This time, you win! ”