From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 652

"The Dongmen warehouse has 1.2 million shi of grain. Because the fire was too fierce, it took two days to put it out. According to statistics from the Ministry of Revenue, there are still 400,000 shi of food available. There is no food crisis in Shenjing for the time being."

"A large number of people in the city have been poisoned. After careful investigation, it has been determined that someone poisoned the well. The medicinal materials were not purchased recently, but should have been accumulated for many years."

"The Jinyiwei has now captured 28 people. Under severe torture, they found the leader, but the leader is not clear about how many spies from the Eastern Tartars there are in Shenjing."

At this point, Yang Guozhong said solemnly: "I have ordered Shenjing The prefect organized the people to guard the wells day and night. The age of the guards must not be less than 40, and they must be locals born in Shenjing. "

Empress Zhaojing's face was livid, and she gritted her teeth and said, "How many wells were poisoned this time?"

Yang Guozhong said, "We didn't find it in time. More than 60 wells have been poisoned. More than 10,000 people in Shenjing were poisoned. The symptoms were diarrhea and weakness. It was not a serious poison."

"But at present, all the major pharmacies and clinics are full of patients, and there is a chance of plague."

As soon as these words came out, the civil and military officials in the court panicked and exclaimed.

Empress Zhaojing said, "Mobilize all the imperial hospitals to open a tent for diagnosis. We must not let the plague break out in Shenjing!"

Now is a difficult and dangerous time. No one can leave the city. If there is another plague, Shenjing will be really finished.

Wang Duo said in a deep voice: "Lord Xiong, can you find out the remaining spies of the Eastern Tartars? If they make a fuss about the plague, we can't afford the price."

Xiong Kuohai's face was solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "The Jinyiwei should do their best to find out all the spies of the Eastern Tartars as quickly as possible."

Empress Zhaojing stood up, looked at everyone present, and said loudly: "You are all the pillars of the country. Now that Shenjing is in danger, please do your job and play your role to meet various challenges."

Only at this time, these ministers didn't care about party disputes.

One by one, they said in unison: "We swear to defend Shenjing to the death!"

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More than 60 wells were poisoned. This thing is not like food. You can just throw away the burned ones, and the edible ones can still be eaten.

If the well water is poisonous, the whole well will be destroyed. This is a huge challenge for Shenjing.

The governor of Shenjing has been in office for just over a year. He is considered capable. He actually arranged all the people to get water in various areas within two days, and assisted them with constables to prevent mistakes.

But Huang Taiji did not give Shenjing more preparations. On December 18, he finally blew the horn of attack.

90,000 troops gathered at the east gate of Shenjing, beating drums and hammering, with endless momentum.

70,000 soldiers also gathered at the east tower. Looking down, they felt their scalps numb and sweat on their faces.

There were no cavalry below, but the people of Dajin wearing ordinary clothes!

In the past few days, Huang Taiji actually captured all the villagers outside Shenjing and used them to attack the city.

"Damn it! Huang Taiji! You are a beast!"

Hong Bo couldn't help but roared.

Under the tower, Daishan led the cavalry and shouted: "Climb up the tower! You will be saved!"

"Anyone dares to look back! Kill them directly!"

"Anyone dares not to climb up! Kill them directly!"

"If you want to live, go to Shenjing."

Waves of arrows were shot at the people, and groups of people fell down. Amid the wailing, they could only cry and shout, holding the ladders on the tower, and climbed up like crazy.

Song Shan'ao had a blank expression and shouted: "Shenjing Garrison Camp! Bows and arrows are ready!"

"Marshal!"

Some people couldn't help shouting: "These are all the people of my Great Jin! The parents of our soldiers may be among them!"

Song Shan'ao said coldly: "Anyone who climbs up! They are all enemies! There are no relatives! No compatriots!"

"Who dares not to kill! Military punishment!"

Didn't Song Shan'ao know that the people below were compatriots? Didn't he know that many of them were the closest relatives of the garrisons?

But at this moment, there is no way out. If they don't kill, everyone will die when the city is broken.

"Kill!"

Song Shan'ao shouted: "Protect the capital! Protect the elders and folks in the city! They are all pretending to be the Donglu people! Don't let anyone come up!"

Countless arrows rained down, and countless people screamed.

This is a war of extreme pain, but it is also a war without any choice.

Countless soldiers defending the city, with bloodshot eyes, gritted their teeth and attacked, and those with weaker wills couldn't help crying.

In the distance, Huang Taiji looked at this scene and said lightly: "After all, it is Song Shan'ao, and his heart is really cold as iron.”

“But the capital is sealed after all. These tens of thousands of people are enough to consume most of their resources.”

“They have stones and bows and arrows.”

“Send two teams of people in plain clothes to blend in with the people.”

“I want to see if Song Shanao drinks this cup of poison!”

Killing with blood!

The soldiers on the tower had already killed with blood!

They were so grief-stricken that they were forced to raise their knives to their compatriots. They seemed to be crazy. They were reluctant at first, but later they were numb.

“Save me! Save us!”

“General, let us in! We are not Tartars! ”

Those civilians were afraid of being killed, so they turned back to flee, but were killed back by Huang Taiji's cavalry and bows and arrows.

There was no way to heaven, no way to hell, but they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the defenders on the tower for mercy.

The corpses and blood seemed to dye this land red.

Countless soldiers were in so much pain that they could hardly breathe.

"Huang Taiji! I fuck your ancestors! If you have the guts, bring your own soldiers!"

"If you have the ability, pull your soldiers up, and see if I dare to fight you! You are all beasts! Beasts!"

Some soldiers roared, and the sound was almost crying.

Seeing this scene, Song Shanao was also sad and sighed.

But he knew that he could not fall down!

Now, he is the military soul of this temporary Shenjing garrison camp!

"Come on!"

He stood at the highest point, holding the flag of the King of Jin, and roared: "No matter who is below! Shenjing cannot be broken! Otherwise, everyone will die!"

"Turn your grief into anger! Vent it all out!"

"One day! We will take revenge!"

He stared at tens of thousands of soldiers with eyes as big as copper bells, and shouted: "We are not sinners! We are not killing our compatriots! We are protecting this land! Protect this city!"

"Don't fall into the enemy's trap! Cheer up!"

The people below began to climb up again, because the cavalry had come forward and started shooting arrows.

They could only climb up, looking for the almost invisible hope.

There were too many people, all rushing up, and the soldiers' hearts were not that hard after all.

There were always people who climbed up, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing and crying.

For a moment, the soldiers were also stunned.

And at this moment, these crying people suddenly jumped up and killed the defenders.

"Fuck! The Tartars pretended to be! "

A soldier shouted angrily: "There are Donglu people hiding among them!"

Song Shan'ao strode over and killed the man with a knife.

He shouted with blood dripping from his blade: "Say it again! Whoever it is! Kill them as soon as they come!"

"If there is another carrier! Military law will not tolerate it!"

Many soldiers shouted loudly, raised their own knives, and fought bloody battles on the city wall.

Seeing this scene, Song Shan'ao's eyes were turbid, and he murmured: "I will bear the infamy of the ages, warriors, just kill, just kill..."