The journey of giving birth to a son

Chapter 235: Running out of ammunition and food

There has been no news from Cui Zhiyuan for more than a month, and Huang Yuehua is overly worried! Finally I couldn’t stand it any longer!
When Jiang Shiyi and the others were fighting the Tatars on the city tower! Huang Yuehua also lay on the kang and struggled hard. She struggled all afternoon and finally gave birth to a boy. Unfortunately, it was only more than six months old and had no breath after birth.

Huang Yuehua struggled to take a look at the child, but it only made her even more sad. Zhang didn't want her to look at it, but she thought again, after all, it was a mother and son thing, so let her look at it!
Zhang had no choice but to let her take a look.

"He is so young. Is he cold? Is he hungry?" Huang Yuehua couldn't help crying when she thought of her child being buried in the dark and damp underground.

Mrs. Zhang found a small piece of clothing for the child to wear from the clothes Cui Mujin brought for Panpan, wrapped it in a thick small bag, asked someone to get a shovel, took it to the corner of the east mountain and buried it.

"I put clothes on him and wrapped him in a quilt. Don't worry, he's not cold!"

With tears in her eyes, Zhang persuaded Huang Yuehua, and Huang Yuehua finally calmed down!
Jiang Shiyi went in with a bowl of millet porridge to see Huang Yuehua. Huang Yuehua was lying on the kang with disheveled hair and his back to the door. The room was filled with the smell of blood.

She originally thought that Huang Yuehua would burst into tears, but Huang Yuehua's expression was very calm, with tears on his face, "It's okay to leave like this! It's okay to leave! Even adults can't survive! Let alone children! Shi Yi, Thank you for taking care of me these days! ”

"Sister, you have to be more open-minded, your body is important..."

Jiang Shiyi didn't know how to persuade him, no matter how many words he said, he watched her finish her meal and walk out silently.

Fort Mighty has been surrounded by his army for almost more than a month. In the past half a month, he launched countless attacks, including large-scale sieges and raids by small groups of troops. However, this city wall was like a copper wall and an iron wall, and it always stood firm.

He rushed outside and looked at the city wall covered with snow, his expression gloomy.

The messy battlefield outside the Mighty Fort was covered with corpses and mutilated limbs, all covered with a thick layer of white snow.

Through these unwinnable wars, Mantulu had to admit that besides the insurmountable tall city walls, what protected Mighty Fort seemed to be God's will.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the twelfth lunar month of winter, and there was a heavy snowfall.

Jiang Shiyi could only hope. If the Tatars retreat as soon as possible, everyone can live a stable life!
But this idea seemed unrealistic. Half a month had passed, and the Tatars showed no sign of retreating.

He once tried to attack by force. He asked all the soldiers to rush forward and suppress the city day and night, but he was still unable to climb the thick and high city wall.

In a tent in the distance, Mantulu sat blankly, looking at the heavy snow falling in the sky outside the door curtain. He suddenly stood up and kicked the small table in front of him over. The wine and dishes on the table fell to the floor. .

He also thought about flooding, but overnight, the river froze into ice!
He didn't understand why this small military fort had a steady stream of soldiers on the wall to defend it. Their artillery and cannons were even more powerful, causing great damage to his army.

He didn't take this small military fortress seriously, but he didn't expect to be defeated again and again!

The military advisor next to him came over and handed him a letter. The letter was written by the Tatar Grand Master. Now their soldiers were suffering heavy casualties and ordered him to withdraw early. The military advisor said cautiously, "Your Excellency, the uncle's side was entangled by the main force of the Yan army. The siege of Dingbian City was also severely beaten by the main force of the Yan army. The time limit given to us by the grand master has expired, and we do not have much food and grass. We It’s better to listen to the Grand Master and withdraw your troops as soon as possible!”

Mantulu kicked the military advisor aside with one kick!
Grand Master, Grand Master, why should you listen to the Grand Master?
The abominable Grand Master is always against him!

He stared at the tall city wall of Mighty Castle with sinister eyes, and his steel teeth almost shattered him. He just didn't believe in God's will!
He knew that there were not many people there, and there were not many bows, arrows, or artillery left. He would definitely be able to capture the city wall.

On the city wall, Xiao Shao stood quietly, with snowflakes falling on him. He looked at the heavy snow. This heavy snow made it more difficult for the Tatars to attack the city, and might make them retreat.

In the past half month, Xiao Shao has been responsible for the defense of the city gate.

The Tatar attacks almost never stopped. In order to cope with their day and night attacks, he divided the soldiers guarding the city gate into two shifts, day and night, and took turns defending so that they could always keep their minds clear and physical.

He himself has been guarding the city head where the most dangerous and Tatar offensives are most intensive. Except for taking a rest in the rest room under the city gate, he has never returned to the defensive building once.

For more than half a month, in addition to the tenacious resistance of the soldiers guarding the city, all soldiers and civilians also went into battle together. Although there were heavy casualties, they at least blocked the Tatar attack.

Another tragic war just ended yesterday.

In the lounge under the city wall, Xiao Shao was walking around, feeling a little anxious. After all, Fort Mighty is just a small military fort. Without reinforcements, it was suppressed by the strong and numerous Tatar army for more than half a month. Although it was not completely out of food, it was already somewhat exhausted.

The ammunition for the artillery is about to run out, and there are not many blunderbuss shells left, but even the arrows are about to run out, and the rolling stones and wood are also about to run out.

Although just outside the city separated by a wall, there were many arrows shot and a large number of rolling stones and trees scattered, but with Chen Qianhu's experience, no one dared to go out of the city gate to search.

The most critical thing is that during this period, there were heavy casualties. Only three to four hundred people were really able to fight at this time!

Lu Zhan came over and said, "Sir, there is a good opportunity now. The weather is so cold and dripping water turns into ice. We can pour water on the city wall. This will make it very difficult for the Tatars to climb the city wall. What do you think?"

Xiao Shao's eyes lit up and he thought this was a good idea. He looked at the soldiers in front of him. Everyone was very tired. He thought for a while, "This method is okay, but our soldiers are very tired. We can All the old, weak, women and children in the fort mobilized, and except for those who could not move, they all brought their own tools to carry water to the city wall! "

As soon as Xiao Shao's order came out, everyone in the fort went out, carrying water tanks, buckets, and some children even carrying washbasins from home, and they all went up the city wall.

The city wall was busy. Lu Zhan took a water ladle and watered the city wall. He was too busy to raise his head. He was busy from morning to afternoon.

The bucket was empty. Lu Zhan put down the water ladle in his hand and looked back. Zhang stood behind him and kept looking at him for an unknown amount of time. There were tears in Zhang's eyes.

"Mom! Why are you here too?"