The journey of giving birth to a son

Chapter 223 The only thing I can do for him now
It was very cold outside. Jiang Shiyi was walking in the alley, and the cold wind hurt his face like a knife. When he came to the North-South Street, he saw horse-drawn carriages heading towards the city gate, pulling weapons and stones used to defend the city. Rolling wood, lime, etc.

The soldiers driving the carriage looked anxious, waving their whips vigorously, and galloped towards the city gate.

Passers-by immediately ran away when they saw this.

It seems that in last night's battle, all kinds of weapons were consumed very quickly, but I don't know how to resist the Tatars when all the weapons are exhausted?
Some veteran military households pointed fingers at being together!
Jiang Shiyi walked to the city wall. Groups of military households and soldiers were busy transporting supplies and wounded soldiers, and some tired soldiers were dozing against the city wall.

These soldiers had just finished a night of fierce fighting. They were exhausted and leaning weakly against the city wall. Their faces were gray and their bodies were stained with blood.

Jiang Shiyi looked at them nervously, hoping to see Lu Zhan among them, but he couldn't see him even after turning around.

Looking left and right, Jiang Shiyi saw a small group of military households pushing a flatbed cart loaded with lime toward the city wall. He quickly walked over to help push the cart together, and followed them to the top of the city.

Climbing to the top of the city, I saw that this place was even more shocking.

The weather was gray and heavy. Looking out through the crenellations on the city wall, I saw that the open space outside the city was in a mess, with corpses strewn everywhere. Especially the places hit by artillery were covered with broken limbs. It was like a purgatory on earth. .

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and as the cold wind spread toward the city walls, people's hearts were churning.

Jiang Shiyi covered his mouth, resisting the discomfort in his stomach, and turned to look at the city wall.

The condition of the soldiers on top of the city was even worse. Some of them were seriously injured, and some were extremely exhausted. They could no longer walk down the city wall. At this time, they could only lie down or lean against the wall, motionless.

If it weren't for their slightly heaving chests and the white breath exhaled from their noses, no one would have thought that this person was still alive.

Jiang Shiyi walked forward for a while and saw Lu Zhan. Lu Zhan was leaning against the city wall with his eyes closed tightly!
Lu Zhan had been guarding the city all night, and his energy was exhausted. His arms were heavy and stiff, and he was almost too tired to lift them.

Last night, he drew his bow all night and shot countless Tatars, but the black Tatars were like a tide that never seemed to dry up or retreat.

At first he aimed and fired arrows one by one, and later he fired two, three, or even five arrows in succession.

There were too many Tatars, and the thin bows and arrows were unable to shake the Tatars' offensive formation. If it hadn't been for the power of the two artillery pieces, the Tatars would not have retreated so quickly.

"Lu Zhan!" Jiang Shiyi felt happy, walked over quickly, squatted aside, and gently shook his arm.

Lu Zhan's hair was messy and he opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot and his hands were stained with blood.

Jiang Shiyi felt very sad looking at it, and she tried her best to hold back her tears.

Seeing Jiang Shiyi's excited and surprised expression, Lu Zhan felt warm in his heart and said in a hoarse voice, "Why are you here? Go back quickly. This place is not where you came from. It's very dangerous!"

"I'm here to bring you some food." Jiang Shiyi said, taking out the cake from his arms, "Eat it! Eat some quickly!"

The only thing Jiang Shiyi could do at this moment was to give him some food!
Jiang Shiyi opened the veil, and the smell of flour and oil came to his nostrils, "I made the cake specially when I got up in the morning, you should eat it quickly!"

Lu Zhan had been eating black-faced steamed buns for the past few days. He was exhausted and hungry. He smiled tiredly and took it. The cake was still hot. He looked at Jiang Shiyi, who had big eyes. Looking at him, she definitely didn't have time to eat pancakes when she came to bake them in the morning.

Lu Zhan tore off a piece of cake and handed it to her mouth. Jiang Shiyi blushed, "Eat it quickly and leave me alone!"

Lu Zhan insisted on giving it to her, and she lowered her head and opened her mouth. Lu Zhan saw her eating, and he also started eating in big mouthfuls.

At this moment, Jiang Shiyi saw Wei Hu looking at her, looking a little embarrassed. She still had the cake she brought, so Jiang Shiyi took out a piece and gave it to Wei Hu. Wei Hu was also hungry, so he ate the piece of cake in three mouthfuls!

At this time, another voice came from the side, "Can you give me some food too?"

Jiang Shiyi turned around and saw that it was Song Zimo. Song Zimo was also weak at this moment. His hair was messy and his face was so dark that he couldn't recognize him without looking carefully.

Jiang Shiyi thought of Zhang Delin's indifference to her and didn't help her in her most difficult moment, so she gave her half a bag of millet, but she still gave Song Zimo a piece of cake.

After Lu Zhan ate this piece of cake, he felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot. Jiang Shiyi took out the cotton coat and put it on him, which made him feel much warmer.

Jiang Shiyi handed him another bottle of wound medicine and asked him to apply it on his hand. Lu Zhan took it. There was a lot of people coming and going on the city wall. "Go back. I'm fine here... Just tell your mother." , let them rest assured!”

The city gate was in a mess, and it was indeed not a place to stay for a long time.

"You have to pay attention to your safety!" Jiang Shiyi said softly.

"Yes!" Lu Zhan agreed. Jiang Shiyi smiled at him, then went down from the tower and came back in a hurry!

Lu Zhan is safe and sound now! Jiang Shiyi finally breathed a sigh of relief!

Back home, the whole family was sitting. Knowing that Jiang Shiyi had gone to the tower to see Lu Zhan, and that Lu Zhan was safe and sound, Mrs. Zhang was finally relieved!

The Tatars did not give the soldiers and civilians of Mighty Fort much chance to breathe. Two days later, they launched another fierce attack.

Mandulu, who led the army, was young and vigorous. His uncle surrounded the military forts around Dingbian City and came to attack Fort Weiwu himself. He did not take this small military fort seriously and saw that the soldiers and civilians in the fort were unwilling to abandon the city. After surrendering, he planned to rely on the mighty cavalry to win it in one fell swoop. Unexpectedly, he encountered stubborn resistance.

He had to temporarily withdraw his troops and redeploy his combat plan.

In just two days, they had used local materials to build siege trucks, trebuchets, battering rams, ladders and other tools.

Not only that, but they also robbed a large number of people from surrounding villages to serve as human barriers to block cannonballs and bows and arrows.

In the early morning of this day, with the red sun rising in the east, the Tatars began their second round of attack.

Before the Tatars launched their offensive, Fort Mighty was still peaceful.

On the city wall, Song Zimo yawned and stared feebly at the Tatar tent not far away.

In the night battle two days ago, he took advantage of the darkness and chaos to hide behind the tall crenellated walls, and was lucky enough to avoid the Tatar bows and arrows.

He looked absently in the direction of Jingbian City, missing his parents who lived in Dingbian City. He didn't know if he would be so lucky to survive the next Tatar attack.

He was extremely depressed. He was close to his parents but could not reunite. He had to live in fear every day under the shadow of the Tatar siege... He sighed deeply. Although the man had tears and did not shed them lightly, He was so sad at the moment that he couldn't help wiping his tears.

In the past two days, he saw that a large number of trees suddenly appeared in the Tatar camp, and some strange tools were built, including ladders that he knew and carts that he had never seen before, and he couldn't help but raise questions.

Wei Hu shook his head tiredly. He didn't know what the Tatars were doing.

Song Zimo turned his attention to Lu Zhan again.