Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

He shouted this sentence more than ten times.

However, after hearing this, the people in the city had two completely different reactions.

The faces of the defenders all darkened. They had controlled the people for several hours but had not given them a single bite to eat. This move by the Qin army was a naked attempt to sow discord!

By the time the cooks delivered the steamed buns and pork to the suspension bridge, the defending general Duan Shu's face became even uglier.

You can tell at a glance that the slightly yellowish big steamed bun is made of pure flour, without any other grains mixed in!

There were also pots of pork. Standing on the top of the city wall, he could smell the fragrance wafting over.

This is a conspiracy!

Sure enough, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he heard people shouting in the distance.

"Sir, please open the city gate. We have been busy for a long time and have not had a drop of water yet. We are so hungry!"

"That's right. The emperor has plenty of hungry soldiers. If they can't fill their stomachs, how are they going to defend the city?"

"Please have mercy, my mother has been ill at home for half a month and just wants to eat a steamed bun. Please open the door and let me go out and get one. My life is yours!"

"......"

"Shut up!"

Duan Shu shouted loudly upon hearing this.

Open the door?

What a joke!

The Qin army said they would wait until after dinner before attacking the city. It would be a miracle if you could believe this!

But if the city gates are not opened, the people will continue to make trouble because of hunger.

As time goes on, the city will probably fall into chaos before the Qin army attacks it.

In desperation, he shouted loudly to the people on the city walls and below.

"Folks!"

"I know you have been busy and haven't eaten yet, but I and my brothers are still hungry!"

"Everyone, please be patient. I will send someone to ask the prince to send some food over!"

"As long as you defend the city with all your heart, you will not only receive some food, but also a reward of silver!"

In order to make the people believe that what he said was true, he sent his confidant to the palace as soon as he finished speaking.

Inside the palace, Prince Fu sat on a chair that was more than one meter wide, with his fat filling up the gaps.

Behind him stood eight maids.

There were two eunuchs on each side of him.

Luoyang prefect Pei Zhi, Luoyang Jinyiwei captain Fu Zhenglin, Ruzhouwei commander Tie Guodun, and the new chief secretary of the palace Zhu Yinxiang sat on both sides of Prince Fu.

Prince Fu's greasy hands were rarely tucked into the maid's clothes to keep warm. He looked at Ruzhou Weizhi Hui and Tongzhi Tie Guochun with a panic expression.

"I asked you to send someone back to mobilize the troops. Have you sent them out?"

Tie Guodun nodded repeatedly: "Your Highness, we have been sending out for half an hour. Calculating the time, the news will definitely be delivered to Ruzhou before dark."

"As long as we can hold out for two days, the Ruzhou Guards will be able to come to support us!"

"not enough!"

Zhu Changxun shook his head and said, "Send more people out to get all the guards within 200 miles of Luoyang to me without missing a single one!"

"Tell them that as long as Luoyang is safe, in addition to the rewards given to you by the court, I will also give you a huge reward!"

As he said this, he felt extremely distressed.

But at this point, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that Luoyang City could not be broken, otherwise his mountains of wealth would surely fall into the hands of the Qin army!

So, when Duan Shu sent people to ask the palace to release grain just now, he didn't say no and directly ordered people to prepare it.

Don't be afraid!

The wool comes from the sheep!

As long as we can survive this disaster, the money and food we spend today will be recovered tenfold or a hundredfold in the future!

Chapter 326: Cooking (Part )

Shen Shi.

The people, who had been starving for a long time, finally received the food sent by Prince Fu's palace.

However, looking at the coarse grain steamed bread in my hand and then looking at the white flour steamed buns outside the city, the difference is so huge!

Duan Shu gave a strict order, not allowing anyone to open the door.

In order to fill their stomachs, they could only eat the steamed bread that was so rough that it irritated their throats.

The Qin army was trustworthy and would never go back on their word if they said they would not attack the city during meal time.

Looking at the people eating on the city wall through a telescope, Li Zicheng smiled as he touched his eight-tenths full stomach.

"Go, tell the brothers to eat and drink enough, and get some sleep!"

Li Laixiang stood nearby carrying a three-barreled gun, looking impatient.

"Master, just go in and kill them."

"Anyway, Brother Chonglou is there to support us. Is it really necessary to go through so much trouble?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man holding a feather fan and wearing a silk scarf on his head stood up.

"No, no!"

"The best military operation is to attack the enemy's plans, the next best is to attack their alliances, the next best is to attack their troops, and the worst is to attack their cities."

"King Chuang's move is quite a good use of the military strategy. He surrounded the enemy without attacking, first wearing down their morale, and then suddenly set fire to the city in the middle of the night. By then, the defenders in the city will be in chaos!"

"And our Qin army can take advantage of the chaos to enter the city and attack Prince Fu's mansion directly. This way, we can minimize casualties!"

"What the hell!"

When Gao Yigong heard this, he jumped up immediately, picked up his shoes and threw them at the middle-aged man.

"Niu, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death, you coward!"

That’s right, this person was none other than Li Zicheng’s new younger brother when he was in Lu’s family, and he was also one of the most influential figures who had ever followed him in history!

Prime Minister of Dashun, Niu Jinxing!

Niu Jinxing had just joined the team. Faced with the brutal Gao Yigong, he was so scared that he shook his head and fanned himself with his feather fan. He stepped back a few steps and asked Li Zicheng for help.

"Your Majesty, please take care of General Gao!"

"Students were trying to reason with him, but he threw his shoes at them. What's the difference between him and a country bumpkin?"

"You idiot, I'm just a country bumpkin, what's wrong with that?"

Gao Yigong simply picked up the other shoe and threw it at him.

The shoes flew through the air, seemingly dragging a faint trail of black smoke in the sunlight.

Li Zicheng covered his nose and dodged to the side, then walked to Li Laixiang and sat down, frowning at the two of them.

"A gentleman should talk, not fight. You are so old, why are you still acting like a fool?"

Gao Yigong couldn't stand Niu Jinxing's style of relying on his knowledge to be superior to others, so he grinned when he heard it.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will just talk, not do anything!"

As he said that, he rushed towards Niu Jinxing barefoot.

"Don't run, you coward! I'll bite you to death!"

Niu Jinxing was horrified. This guy had killed the county magistrate when he was fighting Lu!

This matter has long been spread throughout the Qin army!

He said that he would bite someone to death, and this was definitely not a joke...

Seeing the two of them quickly rolling together, Li Zicheng had no intention of intervening.

Niu Jinxing's brain is indeed a little smarter than others, after all, he has passed the imperial examination.

But that kind of arrogance of a scholar made him very unhappy!

It's just right to use Gao Yigong to polish it.

In previous years, the wheat could have been harvested at the end of May, but because the weather warmed up relatively late and there was insufficient sunlight, the wheat is still growing in the fields this year.

Standing on the hillside, looking at the golden wheat in the distance, Li Zicheng picked up a piece of dogtail grass and put it in his mouth.

He rested his arms behind his head and lay down lazily.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep under the scorching sun.

The evening breeze was blowing, and he slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the setting sun which had long disappeared in the west, and stood up to brush off the grass debris on his clothes.

"Pass the order down, set up the pot and cook!"

Li Guo was stunned: "Uncle, why don't you fight?"

Li Zicheng chuckled and said, "Didn't you hear what Lao Niu said? The middle of the night is the best time to attack the city!"

Soon, a bowl of steaming oil-splashed noodles was brought over.

"Your Majesty, please!"

The person who delivered the meal was a woman, but she was wearing men's clothes. She was Gao Yigong's elder sister, Gao Guiying.

Li Zicheng took it casually and used chopsticks to mix the red oil and chili peppers vigorously. The aroma immediately wafted far away.

He took a deep sip and his lips were immediately dyed red.

"Your Highness eats garlic. If you don't eat garlic when eating noodles, the flavor will be half gone."

Gao Guiying stood by and took out a few peeled garlic cloves from her arms with a smile.

Li Zicheng did not refuse. He took it and threw one into his mouth.

Seeing this, Yuan Zongdi couldn't help but joked, "My Lord, it smells good!"

"Nonsense, the best food in the world!" Li Zicheng rolled his eyes at him, "This oil-splashed noodle is my favorite!"

Yuan Zongdi chuckled: "I didn't ask about your appearance, I asked about garlic!"

Li Zicheng was stunned, and then he remembered that the garlic was taken out from Gao Guiying's arms.

Although it was the Little Ice Age at that time, it was summer after all, and the temperature was around 27 or 28 degrees Celsius.

As the weather gets hotter, the clothes we wear naturally become thinner.

Gao Guiying was no exception. Through the green shorts on the outside, she could even vaguely see the red bellyband inside and the majestic mountains.

Li Zicheng subconsciously took a garlic clove from the bowl, put it under his nose and smelled it, then swallowed his saliva.

This taste......

Looks like frankincense?

Although he devoted himself to the great cause of rebelling in accordance with the emperor's order, he is also a man!

And he is a man who has tasted it!

It had been almost a year since he killed his previous wife. As soon as this familiar smell appeared, his heart began to spiral out of control.

Suddenly, he turned his head and looked at Yuan Zongdi, and scolded with a smile: "You Yuan, you dare to make fun of me, don't you?"

"Guo'er, hit me!"

Li Guo, who was standing next to him, had already prepared himself. Upon hearing this, he clenched his fists and rushed over.

While Yuan Zongyi loudly apologized, he intentionally or unintentionally led Li Guo to escape far away.

Soon, Li Zicheng and Gao Guiying were the only ones left on the hillside.

Gao Guiying's skills are completely worthy of her name, and she is ruthless when it comes to beating people.

But Li Zicheng's previous actions made her face turn red with embarrassment.