Snowflakes are fluttering, forming a thick layer of clothing on the ground. The earth has been thirsty for a long time, and the wheat seedlings are trying their best to absorb water. It is expected that there will be a good harvest next year.
Zhu Yixi held the telescope in her hand and kept observing the intruders in the distance, as well as the simple and huge Xi'an City with a slight afterimage.
This is the place where his predecessor lived for nearly twenty years. Zhu Yixi can feel that deep in his heart, he still has a trace of attachment to it.
In other words, it is the desire for the Qin Palace.
After all, for him, his real starting point is also in Xi'an.
Even though the city is still twenty miles away.
On the high tower, the cold wind blew on her face and the air-conditioning was pressing. Even though she was wrapped tightly, Zhu Yixi felt uncomfortable.
After quickly returning to the ground, King Yu stamped his feet vigorously: "What did those surrendered generals say?"
Sun Changzhou on the side hurriedly bent down and said: "Bai Guangen is already tempted, but the others are still hesitant."
"Too!"
Zhu Yixi smiled and rubbed his hands: "After all, he has fought alongside me and is more familiar with me. He thinks he can get a good position with this level."
"Others are hesitant, but they are still intimidated by Li Zicheng!"
King Yu's analysis spurred him on, and Sun Changzhou agreed from the bottom of his heart: "These people have two ends, and they only care about one-third of an acre of land in Shaanxi. How can they compare to His Highness, who cares about the world."
"Hahaha!"
Zhu Yixi smiled, looked into Sun Changzhou's eyes, and said seriously: "What you said is the truth."
"By the way, how are the prices in Xi'an?"
"The price of grain has risen to three taels per stone, and it looks like it is still going up."
Sun Changzhou gloated: "And the price of firewood has continued to rise, rising nearly ten times, and there is still a price but no market."
"I heard that many people have taken down their beds to warm themselves over the fire."
Hearing this, Zhu Yixi smiled slightly and said confidently: "Li Zicheng thought that food and grass would become our lifeblood."
"But how did he know that when he was surrounded under Xi'an City, all counties in Xi'an Prefecture, as well as other prefectures and counties, were constantly sending us food."
"Firewood, rice, oil and salt, no firewood, so what if we have food? How can we get through this winter?"
Speaking of this, Zhu Yixi snorted coldly: "Although it is very bad for the people and many people will freeze to death, it will not be easy for the intruders either."
"Alas, for the sake of the great cause, we have no choice but to wrong the people."
Zhu Yixi sighed.
The cold hand touched his chest, bringing a hint of coolness.
I don't know since when, the people became more and more distant to him, as if they were a series of numbers, and the guilt in his heart was buried far away.
The great cause of reviving the Ming Dynasty has surpassed everything else in his mind.
This may be the necessary quality for heroes!
Liu Bang was able to kick a child with a carriage, and even joked about cooking his old father in front of the army; Cao Cao did not change his expression, and used the flesh of the people as military rations to massacre Xuzhou; Zhu Yuanzhang sat back and watched his brother-in-law Guo Tianxu go to Nanjing to die, intercepted the canal grain, and starved to death of hundreds of thousands of people.
people……
Everything is for the great cause, and there are still necessary sacrifices.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yixi suddenly thought of Yangzhou and Jiangnan in the distance, where a massacre might be about to occur, but he deliberately ignored it and led his troops to Shaanxi.
"Let's go!" The more she thought about it, the more Zhu Yixi's mood suddenly deteriorated.
He originally hated such cold-hearted people, but he never imagined that he would become such a person.
Is this progress or regression?
Zhu Yixi didn't know it, but she understood deeply that everything had changed and there was no going back to the past.
For example, for women, except for Miaoxian, he no longer has such a luxury as love in his heart, only enjoyment and possession, as well as the need to reproduce.
"We still have enough charcoal!"
King Yu mounted his horse and walked slowly, leaving a series of horse hoof prints on the thick snow.
As the saying goes, if you know yourself and the enemy, you can fight a hundred battles without danger.
The Chuang army believed that they had blocked the lifeline of the Ming army, and desperately attacked the grain road, betting that the Ming army would be defeated due to lack of food and fodder.
I don't know whether the Ming army's food and grass supply is sufficient or not.
Zhu Yixi, on the other hand, knew everything about Chuang Jun.
As the cold winter continues to deepen, the demand for charcoal fires by its army and its own people has become increasingly strong.
As we all know, due to logging in the past dynasties and the population growth in Guanzhong, there are basically no mature trees in Xi'an.
It often needs merchants to transport it from the Qinling Mountains, which can bring a touch of warmth to the people of Xi'an.
You can still hold on for a few days without food.
But without firewood for heating, one night's work is enough to kill you on this winter day.
A cold wind can cause the invading army to collapse without a fight.
Of course, Zhu Yixi never fights an unprepared battle and does not place all his hopes on this.
If Li Zicheng spared no expense, such as demolishing residential buildings in Xi'an to ensure heating for the army, this plan would naturally not work.
Therefore, he also has a little-known backup - the secret passage.
Long before Sun Chuanting decided to leave Xi'an and go to Tongguan, he already knew that it would inevitably fail.
Therefore, at all costs, a tunnel was dug in the boundaries of the plague camp, leading to the city, and a secret passage was created.
When necessary, it is a decisive blow.
With a sneer, King Yu inspected the military camp that stretched for more than ten miles, including the supply of food and grass, clothing, and charcoal, as well as the training situation, public opinion in the army, etc.
Obviously, under his demand for cautious defense, the army's dissatisfaction increased sharply, but this was also expected, and a little appeasement was all.
The biggest requirement for logistics is to ensure adequate heating and not allow wind and cold to prevail.
During the confrontation, Li Zicheng was in a very irritable mood.
In the army, wind and cold were widespread.
The lack of charcoal fire, corruption in the army, and the fact that some of the soldiers were from the south made the cold wind extremely fierce.
Nearly ten thousand people have arrived.
"Have all the doctors been invited?"
Li Zicheng looked at Niu Jinxing with tired eyes and said.
"Your Majesty, all the doctors in the city have been invited and are doing their best to treat the patient and prepare medicine."
Niu Jinxing said solemnly: "The situation in the army is said to be caused by insufficient charcoal fire. The doctors only say to add charcoal fire, otherwise they will treat the symptoms but not the root cause."
"Where can there be so much charcoal and firewood?"
Li Zicheng sighed: "Let everyone endure it as much as possible. The Ming army is short of food and they can endure it, let alone us?"
Niu Jinxing hesitated to speak for a long time before saying: "Your Majesty, Chang'an City is also short of charcoal fire. Hundreds of people freeze to death every day. Food prices are also high. If we don't control it, the consequences will be disastrous."
Li Zicheng nodded. After all, it was his own capital, and he still felt a little touched in his heart.
The death of so many people is also a damage to his face.
"It's his grandma's, we can't delay it any longer!"
Li Zicheng looked solemn and said loudly: "In the decisive battle, I will kill this Zhu family boy."