It was late at night.

Yuan Sikong was sleeping and suddenly woke up by a noise. He instantly bounced off the bed, widened his eyes, his face full of night sweats, and his mind was between awake and blurred.

After calming for a while, he carefully identified himself and found that he was not a nightmare, and there was really a sound outside.

Since the war started, in order to prevent spies from entering the city, Guangning Guard has long imposed a curfew. There should not be anyone else making noise outside at this time unless something happened!

Yuan Sikong turned over and got out of bed, quickly put on his clothes, and ran out.

When he opened the door of the mansion, the scene in front of him would be unforgettable for his life.

Torches were like forests, with people surging, countless wounded soldiers, with a mess and depressed face, stepped on the streets of Guangning City like a walking corpse, leaving footprints stained with mud and blood. A strong smell of blood mixed with gloomy cold air rushed into every pore of Yuan Sikong. He trembled and his legs were weak. He had to hold the door with his hands so that he would not collapse.

He saw people covered in blood, people with few arms and legs, people with their eyes hanging on their jaws, and people with blurred lying on wooden boards without knowing their life and death.

He saw the defeated army for the first time, faced such disability and death for the first time, and felt the despair that could suffocate people for the first time.

"Sikong!"

A familiar voice penetrated his eardrums in the noise. He turned to see that it was Xu Hu.

Xu Hu ran over and pushed him into the mansion: "What are you doing here? Go back quickly!"

Yuan Sikong grabbed Xu Hu's breastplate: "Uncle Xu, what's wrong! What's wrong!"

"General Han and Jin thieves fought with the Jin thieves and were defeated. Except for the center Chen Yulong and fled back to Guangning with two thousand soldiers..." Xu Hu sighed heavily, "The entire army was wiped out."

Although I had already guessed it, the moment when Xu Hu's mouth was confirmed, Yuan Sikong still felt a bone-broken chill and penetrated himself. He said tremblingly: "Where is my father?"

"The Qianhu Lord is relocating the wounded and dispatching troops to strengthen the city defense."

"Where is he? I'll go find him."

"Oh Sikong, wouldn't it be a mess you go now? Why don't you come and take care of the wounded soldiers?"

“Okay.”

Yuan Sikong was about to go out when he heard a call from behind: "Second Brother."

Yuan Nanyu came out with crutches at some point, and even Yuan Weiling rushed over.

Yuan Sikong said unwillingly: "Yu'er, go back and rest immediately. Your leg injury has not healed, don't..."

"Are we defeated?" Yuan Nanyu grabbed Yuan Sikong's arm, and his face showed fear, "Is the Jin man going to enter Guangning City?"

Yuan Weiling scolded, "Don't talk nonsense, Guangning has a father to guard, and the Jin thief cannot come in!" There was a slight tremor in her clear voice.

Yuan Sikong took a deep breath: "Sister is right. Guangning has a father here, don't be afraid." He turned to Yuan Weiling again, "Sister, you must stay with your mother. Dongdong is the time when her old asthma is about to occur, don't let her think about it."

"Don't worry." Yuan Weiling pulled Yuan Nanyu, "Yu'er, I'll take you back to your room."

"Second brother, where are you going?"

"I'll go to treat the wounded." Yuan Si ran out of the mansion without looking back and followed Xu Hu.

Yuan Mao temporarily placed the injured soldiers at the homes of the people in the city, and asked all the doctors in the city to be treated. Yuan Sikong could not calculate the doctors, and his medical skills were only superficial. However, because most of the injuries of the soldiers were on the surface, he could do his best to learn.

In addition, he also recorded the residences, injuries, injuries, and medications of more than 400 wounded soldiers on the record, and classified them according to the severity of the injuries. He sent several copies to the doctor who treated the wounded.

By the time Yuan Mao found him, he had been sleeping for a day and night.

Yuan Mao pulled him aside and said seriously, "Who told you to come here?"

"Kong'er wants to come and help, so many wounded soldiers, Kong'er..."

"This is not the place where filial sons should come!" Yuan Mao said sternly, "You go home immediately."

Yuan Sikong was not afraid of Yuan Mao this time and said with confidence: "Dad, Guangning is in a hurry, everyone is in danger. Since I can serve one or two, how can I stand by and watch?"

"You are still young, but you know that war is not a joke!"

Yuan Sikong stared at the blood-tight eyes and retorted: "Yue Yun joined the army at the age of twelve, Ganluo envoy Zhao at the age of twelve, and Luo Shixin at the age of twelve, and he has the ambition to suppress the rebellion at the age of 14. He has ambition but is not young, so where is Konger playing?!"

"You..." Yuan Mao looked at the firm and sharp edge flashing in Yuan Sikong's eyes, and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Dad." Yuan Sikong grabbed Yuan Mao's hand and said sincerely: "Kong'er wants to share his worries with his father. Kong'er knows that he is not less than others. Does Dad trust Kong'er?"

Yuan Mao lowered his eyes and whispered: "Dad, don't want you to see the cruelty of the world too early."

"If Guangning City is broken, Kong'er will not just 'see'. All the people in the city cannot escape the sabre of the Golden Thieves." Yuan Sikong trembled slightly, "No matter what, we must defend Guangning. Whatever Kong'er can do, we must do our best."

Yuan Mao sighed lightly and touched Yuan Sikong's head: "You are a good child, it's okay, so you can treat the wounded here, but be careful to rest and don't get tired of your body."

"Kong'er understands." Yuan Sikong asked, "Dad, what's the military situation now?"

"Han Zhaoxing was lying in Maoer Valley, life and death were uncertain, and the soldiers who followed him died or were captured. After returning to Guangning, there were only more than two thousand soldiers and many disabled." Yuan Mao's eyes couldn't help but floated to the north, "The Jin people were leading the army to Guangning, and the military situation was worrying."

Yuan Sikong bit his trembling lips: "How many soldiers are there in the golden man?"

"It is said that the soldiers are 100,000, and the scouts' reward is at least 70,000."

Yuan Sikong clenched his fists tightly: "How many troops can we mobilize?"

Yuan Mao lowered his head and did not answer.

"Dad, what's the point of hiding me?"

"In addition to the two thousand soldiers brought back by Chen Yulong, there are only four thousand people."

Seventy thousand to four thousand, Yuan Sikong only feels the coldness permeating the body.

"Mr. Li has sent someone to transfer assistance. The Zuo Tun Guard may be able to transfer two thousand. If I get six thousand troops, I have a city to defend, so I should not be afraid of the Jin thieves."

"Dad, as long as the city has enough food and supplies, you will definitely be able to guard it!"

Yuan Mao nodded: "The food and grass in the city are enough to support the needs of one year."

Yuan Sikong felt a little relieved in his heart, and there were many cases of wars in which the widowed soldiers forced the army to retreat in the lonely city. Although the situation was critical, it was not a desperate situation.

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Although the city was full of wounded soldiers, Yuanmao was well-managed and was still in chaos. It was just that rumors spread in the city, fear spread, and the people were in a panic.

A few days later, they received even worse news. The two thousand reinforcements sent by Zuotun Guard were ambushed halfway by the Jin people and completely wiped out.

On October 28, the 16th year of Zhaowu, the Jurchen prince Zhuo Letai led 70,000 troops, and passed Huangshui to march into Guangning Wei with the heart of unifying Liaodong.

No one would have thought that this battle would occupy a place in the history of the magnificent Dasheng Empire.

On the day when the army was approaching, blizzards fell from the sky and the cold wind raged. The whiteness covered every inch of frozen soil in Liaodong, but only those who were not suppressed by the mountains were not suppressed by the people, but also those who were 70,000 sharp blades, 70,000 hungry wolves, and 70,000 devils. Once they broke through the city gate, Guangning would stain the earth with blood without leaving any armor.

Yuanmao stood at the top of the city, staring at Zhuo Letai's blood-colored handsome flag flying dazzlingly in the wind and snow, and it had not moved for a long time.

"Master Qianhu." A soldier climbed the city wall and said to Gongye, "The scout has returned that Zhuo Letai has set up camp ten miles outside the city."

"Continue to stare."

"yes."

Yuan Shaoxu said: "Dad, I don't know how many days it will take for the heavy snow to fall. I'm afraid that once the snow melts, Zhuo Letai will attack the city."

"With his troops, siege of cities will inevitably cause countless injuries. I heard that this man is brave and resourceful, and I am afraid he will not be so reckless, so I will wait for the change."

"Apart from Zuotunwei, where else can we go to ask for help..."

Yuan Mao frowned. He could not have any extravagant hopes for being able to invite reinforcements. By giving up the seven states in northern Liao, we can actually see the attitude of the court. If Liaodong can be defended, it will be impossible... I am afraid that it will be thrown away like a abandoned son.

What the country wants is only the territory. When a dynasty can retreat step by step, it is probably not long before it will be. Of course, Yuan Mao only dared to think about it in his heart. He was only a fifth-rank guard and did not dare to guess the emperor's heart. He was only willing to defend Guangning and his hometown.

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This heavy snow was probably a sight for God. He was very determined to be very successful in the ground for three days. The snow was thick and the knees were not enough to move.

Yuanmao and Yuan Shaoxu have not been home for several days. Yue Qingshuang was worried about her husband and son, so she prepared hot food for Yuan Sikong to send it.

Yuan Sikong walked through the most lively streets and alleys in Guangning in the snow. In the past, shops were like scales, with people coming and going, and Zhang Xiazi Baozi Shop on the street has been open for more than 20 years, and the business is booming, and their whole family loves to eat. Now almost all shops are closed, and relatives and friends can join you. They go out of the city early to take refuge. The street scene is depressing, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

When Yuan Sikong found Yuan Mao, he was discussing military information. The huge squad was covered with a map of Liaodong.

Yuan Sikong walked in quietly. Yuan Mao just glanced at him and continued to say something to Chen Yulong.

Although Chen Yulong was above Yuan Mao, he was a general of the Korean army and could not interfere in Guangning's city defense. Li Boyun was not there, Qian Anrong was a civil servant and did not know how to lead troops to fight. The actual supreme command of Guangning Guard was Yuan Mao.

Yuan Sikong put down the food, looked over, and wanted to look at the map, but he was small and no one noticed it.

At this time, a sergeant shouted "report" and rushed into the room in a hurry.

"Master Qianhu, Han... General Han is back!"
Chapter completed!