At the top of the Ezhou city, arrows swished by, and Fan Changheng's eyes didn't blink. For him, soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. This is much better than the humiliation, beating and scolding of hotel guests when they were in a down-and-out situation.) The villagers squeezed into a group of people in the battle shed, with their faces as earthy as the rain, and they hit the roof of the battle shed "bangbang". Just a few days ago, they were standing on the city wall, watching the lively gunships on the river bombarding the Xiangyang official army with the mentality of the bystanders. But when the Xiangyang soldiers really arrived at the city, especially after their partners were killed and injured, the morale of the villagers suddenly plummeted.

Fan Changheng plucked up his courage to stand by the battle shed and shouted: "The Xiangyang army has suffered a lot outside the city. Ezhou has been against them for many days. The treacherous people hate us to the core. Once they are attacked by them, the rioters will loot everywhere, and the people in the city cannot escape this disaster!" Looking at his shrunk subordinates, a burst of pleasure surged in his heart for no reason and continued, "When the nest is destroyed, there will be no end to the eggs? Once the city is broken, we will all be dead. Not only will we lose our lives, but our wives, children, old and young, will be considered as traitors. Do you know the tragic incident in Hanyang a few days ago? Do you all know? Do you all know?"

The resistance to the Xiangyang court and Chen Dong and other scholars of the Neo-Confucian society was much stronger. Since ancient times, good and evil were incompatible. It can be imagined that once the Xiangyang army conquered Ezhou, the court might pardon military generals like Han Shizhong, Yue Fei, and even allow them to make meritorious deeds. However, civil officials like Chen Dong and Zhao Xingde, even if they are temporarily showing favor, they will definitely settle accounts after the autumn. Even if they can keep their names, they will be exiled to Lingnan and never tell them. The so-called tragic incident in Hanyang refers to the fact that the Xiangyang army attacked Hanyang more than ten days ago and then the cannons on the river and the cannons in the city bombarded each other, which caused many casualties. Many people who used to live in the suburbs fled into the city. Under the deliberate exaggeration of the Ezhou government, ordinary people did not reject the Xiangyang army, but now they are starting to worry.

Since the Xiangyang army appeared outside Ezhou, the morale of the state army began to rise. Not only the township soldiers were unwilling to fight with the imperial army, but even the commanders from those prefectures and counties were not able to do anything. The soldiers were lazy and fleeing in an endless stream. Chen Dong had no choice but to send scholars and clerks from the six ministries to the prefectures and county camps to serve as supervising officials. The party in the court attacked the different parties, and when these scholars entered the management society, they all prospered and lost. Chen Dong did not ask them to defeat the enemy, but just wanted to hold on to these township camps, not to disperse, and wait for Zhao Xingde to come from Jiangzhou to clean up the situation.

After asking three times, the village soldiers remained silent and could not beat a single bullshit with three sticks. This situation made Fan Changheng particularly troubled. When he arrived in Ezhou and entered the Ministry of War, his ambition to govern the country and pacify the world was like wildfire. However, everything had to be overcome first, otherwise, the damn God would kick him back to a life that was worse than a dog. Fan Changheng stood up and wanted to raise his legs to kick people. This was the way for him to watch those high officials deal with those entangled scoundrels when he was running the hall.

Holding back the anger, Fan Changheng changed into a smile and said loudly: "Don't look at the violent disturbances under the city, General Zhao is now carrying reinforcements back at night. As soon as the reinforcements arrive, they will immediately slapped these dogs and things." Hearing the "reinforcements", the township soldiers' faces were moved. Fan Changheng observed the words and expressions, and was happy, and said, "These dogs and things retreated from Hebei to the southeast, and were beaten by the Khitans. Our Ezhou official army can even beat the Khitans, and it is even more common to beat them."

I heard that General Zhao was leading reinforcements to come, and the expressions of the soldiers in the village were much calmer. Some even couldn't help but look eastward, as if reinforcements would appear in the lower reaches of the river in the next moment. Since the case was revealed, Zhao Xingde has been known to many ordinary people, and his articles have been passed down from generation to generation, but he has never fallen to the realm. When the Northern Barbarians invaded, he suddenly appeared again, repeatedly damaging the Liao soldiers. Under the deliberate exaggeration of those who are interested, even ordinary rural soldiers developed an inexplicable trust and dependence.

As Fan Changheng spoke, he couldn't help looking east, thinking, "I wonder when General Zhao will arrive? I don't know if this Ezhou City can be defended until that time?" Suddenly, the arrows in the sky became sparse, and Fan Changheng's heart suddenly tightened. He lay on the window of the battle shed and looked out. He saw thousands of imperial guards holding shields and waist knives holding cloud ladders near the city wall. In an instant, there were "clang" sounds, and dozens of cloud ladders had been put on the city wall, cast iron barbs on the chassis, and each ladder was surrounded by a group of soldiers. Several people held shields in one hand, holding steel knives in their mouths, preparing to climb up.

"God!" Fan Changheng shouted, picked up a shield covering his head, ran out of the battle shed, turned around and yelled: "Hurry, hurry up, throw the rock," he waited for the stunned rural soldiers to come back to their senses, and shouted again: "Get a pole and push the ladder down! These guys are up, can you kill?" After this shout, Fan Changheng first picked up a push rod and fixed one on the ladder. He took the risk and looked out. There were already seven or eight climbs on the ladder.

Man Fan Changheng hummed, pressing his shoulders tightly against the place where the push rod was exerting force. The ladder was extremely heavy, and a person's strength was not enough. He was about to turn around and scream again. Suddenly, the push rod vibrated a few times. When he looked back, several village soldiers had already put their shoulders on the push rod. Some village soldiers worked together to move the stone and smashed it down, some put their teeth down, and some were scattering the lime jar down. Although they were busy, there were busy figures everywhere on the entire city wall.

"I finally know what's wrong." Fan Changheng's heart was slightly wider. With a "bang" above his head, the arrow hit the shield. Fan Changheng was frightened and looked back gratefully at the soldier holding the shield. He lowered his head and shouted loudly: "One, two, three - try hard!" The soldiers from all over the country came from strength to strength. He heard the words and tried hard together. The ladder shook, but the iron claws were firmly hooked on the city wall, making a sour "squeak" sound. "Squat, short! Short!" Fan Changheng kept shouting loudly, "Put up! Use force a little up!" The battle formation was full of energy.

It was life and death, and there was no negligence. Fan Changheng was like other clerks. Just like before the imperial examination, his mind was full of things that were anxious. How to push the push rod to push the ladder was the top priority. These rural soldiers also practiced a little, but it was two different things to fight. At the beginning, everyone was busy shouting. At the critical moment, Fan Changheng shouted so anxiously, and finally got the right place. Everyone shouted "one, two, three", and then "hey-" and pushed the ladder away from the city wall. The soldiers climbing the ladder could not stand and fell down two times.

"Okay!" Fan Changheng was overjoyed and said loudly, "Just do it like this!" He was rolling up his sleeves and looking left and right. Most of the first dozen ladders were pushed down. Only a few soldiers from Xiangyang jumped to the top of the city. The military academy of the city guarded the city rushed forward with the hero camp and surrounded the Xiangyang soldiers who were attacking the city. Arrows broke through the air, and swords intersected and clanged. Fan Changheng bit his tongue, forcing himself not to think too much, and shouted loudly: "Stone, throw the stone down!"

The local soldiers were not good at bows and arrows, and had the strength to help them. Under the supervision of the officers, they tried their best to throw down the rolling stones. The rolling stones were all powerful and could not even resist the shields. The Song army who were hit all screamed in pain. From a distance, the stones on the top of the city fell like raindrops, and the soldiers who were siegeing the city had no place to stand.

Three miles away from the city of Ezhou, a group of heavily armored infantry and cavalry surrounded the middle. Zhao Qi held a thousand-mile mirror to watch the progress of the siege. Since the siege attacked the city, the haze on his face became thicker and thicker, until more than a dozen ladders were pushed down one after another, and a cheer sounded on the top of the city.

"Absurd! Absurd!" Zhao Qi put down the Qianli Mile Mile Mile.

He turned around and looked around. The generals on duty in front of the imperial squad were very strange. They were Cao Di's confidants and were not close to Zhao Qi. Cao Di did not allow Zhao Qi to personally supervise the battle on the grounds that he could not guarantee the safety of the emperor. Zhao Qi glared at these people fiercely, turned his face to Deng Su, and said sternly: "What's going on? They are just local soldiers. With the elite troops of the camp, they can't even defeat Ezhou?"

Deng Su looked at Zhao Qi and thought to himself that the emperor still needed to nourish his energy. He said calmly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the so-called rural soldiers may be bewitched by others and show off their courage. The army in the camp did not know the reality and had not used all their strength. Now it seems that although the match is equal, Your Majesty just needs to wait a moment. The rural soldiers are exhausted, and who is stronger and weak, it will be clear at a glance."

After hearing Deng Su's words, Zhao Qi calmed down a little, nodded, and raised the Mile Mile Mile again to watch the battle. Deng Su turned his head, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. The gunship that suddenly appeared in front had been delayed for a few days, and the Liao soldiers unexpectedly quickly captured Xiangyang. As usual, the village soldiers could not bear the long battle, and Ezhou would be able to capture it in a few days. This time was a critical moment. If the Liao army could not enter Ezhou before the Liao army arrived, I was afraid that tens of thousands of troops would be destroyed, and the imperial regime was cut off, and the last hope of the Song Dynasty would be over. It was a blessing that Zhao Yue and Han could defeat Tiemu Ge, and they would never be able to compete with Yelu Dashi's imperial camp army.

"If this is true," Deng Su sighed in his heart, "The kings of Ezhou are loyal ministers, but they are sinners of the ages."

The shouts and killings outside the city resounded through the sky, and every corner of the street in Ezhou City could be heard clearly. When the war broke out, although the government had no ban, shops of all sizes were closed almost at the same time. Ordinary people hid in the houses, begging gods and Buddhas to avoid war disasters. However, Ezhou City is so big that even if you want to hide, there is no place to hide.

A group of uninvited guests came to the Ezhou Money Treasury. Faced with the mountains of silver and money, many prime ministers were filled with shock. Chen Dong sighed: "The money in the treasury is enough to make people rich in the world, but it is less than three months of military and civilian expenditure." His face sternly, and he said in a deep voice: "It's time to do this, what's the use of leaving money and silk? Move these out to reward the soldiers of the army!"
Chapter completed!