After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Chapter 257: Han Yaojun, should not be underestimated

After slaughtering the rebels in the canyon, Chu Xi, Zhou Yichen and the others quickly continued on their journey.

When Tang Juncheng learned about Zhou Yichen's swift and decisive handling of the matter, he raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, but did not show any disapproval on his face.

Because...his treatment of the rebels in the canyon on the left was exactly the same as Zhou Yichen's.

In the military, rebels will be punished more severely than deserters, as these two are the most hated things in the military.

As a qualified commander, Tang Juncheng has always been strict in commanding his subordinates.

But such large-scale killings are extremely rare.

The strictness is to ensure that soldiers will not easily desert on the battlefield and will have the ability to protect themselves.

But after all, they are all people of the Great Zhou. If they had not been unable to distinguish right from wrong this time and followed Western Chu to kill the soldiers of Xi'an, he would not have made such a decisive order.

What surprised him was that a prince who grew up in luxury in the capital could actually be so decisive and efficient in commanding the army.

In particular, the impression the third prince gave him at the beginning was that of a gentle and refined scholar.

It may not be easy for such a person to make this decision.

"Your Highness, this decision is correct." Tang Juncheng said with a serious face, "This trend cannot be allowed to continue. Surrendering to the enemy and betraying the country is the bottom line. Once this trend starts, the faith of the soldiers in the future will be shaken."

If they cannot win, or their commander-in-chief surrenders to the enemy, they will follow suit.

If this continues, how many soldiers will be willing to fight for their country?

Chu Xi nodded in agreement with Tang Juncheng's words, "General Tang is absolutely right."

Zhou Yichen smiled at Chu Xi, "No need to do that, I'm fine."

He knew Qi Bai meant well and said this to comfort himself.

"Are you okay with your injuries?" Zhou Yichen's eyes fell on Chu Xi's waist.

The young man was still wearing the blood-stained robe, so he had no way of telling the severity of the injury on his waist.

"If you are seriously injured, you must not go with us."

Chu Xi shook his head. Even if he stayed, the wound would not be easy to treat.

Instead of wasting time on this flat land, it is better to move with them and reach Xi'an city as soon as possible.

Zhou Yichen thought for a moment and said, "If not, you can ride with me..."

It can also save him a lot of effort.

Riding a horse is inherently bumpy, especially now that we are in a hurry and have to ride as fast as possible, without any time to waste.

Then, Qi Bai's injuries will inevitably worsen.

Chu Xi raised an eyebrow, feeling helpless and amused, "No need, I'm not that fragile."

The wind was blowing hard, and many times they had to concentrate fully to hear what the other person was saying.

Therefore, with Chu Xi's refusal, the topic ended.

*

Xi'an City.

The situation in Xi'an at this moment is worse than before.

After being attacked day and night, the soldiers defending the city were exhausted both physically and mentally.

The key is that they are so tired and still can't get enough food.

The city is now out of ammunition and food.

The number of bows and arrows was already running low yesterday, and they were all used up today, not to mention the food.

When we went down the mountain, we had already reached the point where we needed the wealthy merchants in the city to raise food, and medicinal materials were even more of a military necessity.

Once the war begins, the demand for medicinal materials will increase dramatically, especially under Qi Jianshu's day and night siege mode.

They had no chance to breathe.

Some seriously injured soldiers can be treated if they have medicine. Even if they can't kill the enemy and gain merit, at least they can save their lives.

In the end, due to the shortage of medicinal materials, the people could not be saved and they could only watch them die.

Rong Qingzhu was not good at martial arts or medicine, but he saw the wounded soldiers being carried down from the city wall every day and witnessed that they could not hold on any longer. As there was no medicine, they begged the people around them to give them a quick death.

Seeing this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Finally, he picked up his pen and wrote a few letters, which were sent out by carrier pigeons in the city.

He knew that these pigeons might not be able to successfully deliver the message, as the rebels outside the city would definitely prevent people inside the city from delivering the message.

Any pigeon that flew out of the city, whether it was a carrier pigeon or not, would be ruthlessly shot down if discovered by them.

You can only take a gamble and try your luck.

The wounded soldiers in the city could not wait any longer.

Rong Qingzhu watched as many of the wounded soldiers originally only had minor injuries, but because there was no medicine to treat them, their wounds became inflamed and festered, and gradually became more serious.

There are still people in the city who want to take advantage of the situation. These people have been lurking in the city before and have not been exposed.

As the rebels got closer and closer, some spies hidden deep inside could no longer hold back.

Under such circumstances, Han Yaojun would naturally not give them the opportunity to take advantage of the loopholes.

He sent people to monitor the city every day, and asked them to wear plain clothes and blend into the crowd. If they found anything wrong, they would be arrested.

Han Ziyu received the latest intelligence that it is not so easy to send messages nowadays.

But the Han family’s way of sending messages is different from that of ordinary people. They don’t use carrier pigeons, but eagles.

This thing is bigger than a carrier pigeon and is not easy to catch.

Most people would not imagine that eagles would be used to deliver messages.

Only the direct descendants of the Han family use black hawks to send messages. It takes a long time to train an eagle, and that time can be used to train countless carrier pigeons.

Therefore, such a precious and special contact method is the Han family’s last trump card.

Han Ziyu took the letter from the eagle's feet and immediately handed it to Han Yaojun.

Han Yaojun did not avoid Han Ziyu when reading the letter. Han Ziyu, who was standing next to him, could easily see the contents of the letter.

Rong Qingzhu guessed correctly. Considering the Han family's status in the north, it was not difficult to raise food. The difficulty lay in transporting it to Xi'an, which would take time.

"The food is on the way. The Third Young Master is leading the team by water. It is relatively safe for now. It will take a little longer because of the detour. However, General, there is not a single grain of rice left in the city."

They were afraid that they wouldn't be able to wait until the Third Young Master brought people to deliver food.

Han Ziyu's eyes were red. After long-term fatigue and working day and night, his eyes were no longer clear and were filled with bloodshot.

"General, even if the reinforcements arrive in time, I'm afraid our soldiers won't be able to hold on."

Having just seen off a few members of the Han family, who were comrades who had fought with them in other battles, Han Ziyu's eyes were filled with jealousy, both because of fatigue and heartache.

"From 10,000 men, now there are less than 1,000 men left. General, we can attack the city gates in three attacks at most."

When he said the last four words, Han Ziyu closed his eyes as if he couldn't bear it.

Han Yaojun didn't say anything, just stood on the wall and looked into the distance.

After several days of siege, only less than 30,000 of the 50,000 rebels led by Qi Jianshu were left under the city.

Ten thousand people consumed more than 20,000 of the other side, which shows how difficult it was to deal with them.

As expected of the Northwest Han Family of the Great Zhou, they are known as the leaders among the younger generation.

Han Yaojun should not be underestimated.

Qi Jianshu looked at Han Yaojun on the wall with a deep gaze and curled his lips. Although he had not received any information from the Xi'an spies, based on his previous understanding of the military strength of Xi'an city.

The city’s food, medicine and military strength have reached their limit, and will only last for an hour at most.

The city of Xi'an will definitely fall into his hands!

Although it took some effort, at least the result is good.