Zhao Kun's mood at this time can simply be described as ups and downs.
A moment ago it was as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on me, but at this moment my blood was boiling all over.
Even the people of Dingzhen Mansion came all the way to lend a helping hand to the defenders. Zhao Kun and the accompanying soldiers were all moved by the love between the soldiers and the people.
Moreover, the words of this pig-killing man were like sounds of nature to Zhao Kun.
Are there still martyrs lining up outside the hole in the wall who have come to help?
Zhao Kun immediately realized that this must be the prince's way of providing military aid to Yizhou Mansion. He clenched his fists in excitement and quickly asked: "How many people are there outside?!"
The rough man shrugged: "How do I know? I'm not responsible for counting heads, but at a glance, there should be hundreds of people."
"Anyway, hurry up. The donkeys, carts, oxen, and wooden carts outside are almost crowded. If we are discovered by the rebels, we will be dead."
Since the entire force of the Ever Victorious Army was mainly concentrated in the city and in the north and south directions of the city, there were only patrols in the east and west directions, and there were no large groups of troops.
In addition, the terrain in the east of the city was complex and bushy, so these martyrs were able to successfully reach the city wall.
Zhao Kun was already shaking with excitement, his eyes were extremely hot.
"There are hundreds of righteous men, but there are so many people?!"
"Could it be said that the prince's reputation has spread far and wide throughout the world? With a roar, countless righteous men responded one after another."
Zhao Kun and the accompanying soldiers all raised their heads with pride on their faces.
No matter whether they can achieve great things in the future, as long as they can serve Zhao Huan, they will be extremely proud.
"That's great! That's great!"
Zhao Kun kept praising him: "Even if each person only brings a hundred kilograms of grain, the supplies brought by hundreds of people are enough for the city defenders to tide over the difficulties."
"And the righteous people from all over the world coming to help will definitely boost the morale of our defenders."
"It's a pity that they are all food and lack military supplies. It would be great if arrows and armor could be replenished."
As soon as he finished speaking, a young man walked into the hole in the wall.
The man was panting from exhaustion and had an unkempt appearance. It was obvious at a glance that he had traveled thousands of miles and rushed here in a hurry.
This man was Zhu Bing, a member of the Zhu family who recommended himself to Zhao Huan at the Zhu family's banquet and decided to go to Yizhou in person.
In just three days, he rushed from Bianjing to Yizhou in one breath. Several horses were run away and wasted, but he finally arrived in time.
"Arrows? Yes!"
"Thirty thousand, is that enough?"
Zhao Kun felt his head was dizzy, and everything that happened in front of him seemed like a dream.
“Who is a righteous man?”
Zhu Bing sat down on the wall and panted: "The Zhu family members are here to help us on the orders of the prince."
"All the arrows are on the road. The first batch of 3,000 arrows have followed me to Yizhou Mansion. They are now outside the city. The rest need to be transported in batches."
"In addition, I, the Zhu family, have contacted all available forces in Yizhou, including the nearby Dingzhen Prefecture and Longde Prefecture, and are all rushing here as fast as possible."
"If it's real gold and silver, my Zhu family won't be able to get much for a while, but if it's supplies, just tell me how much you want. My Zhu family has it covered."
Zhao Kun's eyes widened. He never expected that the man in front of him turned out to be a member of the Zhu family.
The Zhu family is a veteran of three dynasties, has produced empress Qincheng, and is also the natal family of Princess Ding Zhu Lian, so there is no doubt about their strength.
You don't need to think about it to know that during this period, King Ding was not idle at all, but directly used an iron fist to surrender the Zhu family.
With the help of the Zhu family, victory in the battle of Yizhou is already certain.
"Enough is enough! With so many supplies, not to mention defeating the Ever-Victorious Army, even if the war ends in the future and Yizhou is re-established, it will become the foundation for making a fortune."
Speaking of this, Zhao Kun ordered his men to immediately dispatch servants to deliver supplies. At the same time, he bowed to Zhu Bing and others and said loudly: "Zhao Kun, thank you all the martyrs!"
"With the help of the righteous people from all over the world, we will definitely help the prince turn the tide and reverse the decline of the Song Dynasty!"
Zhu Bingnai was doing his best for "his family", so it was his duty to do so.
The man named Wu Peng scratched his head and said with a shy smile: "I am doing it for the prince. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't come."
The rough guy who killed the pig also laughed stupidly: "Me too."
Zhao Kun's admiration for Zhao Huan in his heart could not be greater. He was full of energy and personally directed the servant army to receive supplies.
Except for the soldiers who had been taking turns to fight, almost all the troops were used to transport supplies, and they were busy all day and night.
The originally empty government offices and warehouses were filled with a large amount of food and military supplies. In the end, there was really no place to store them, so they were simply piled up in the government office compound.
When all the soldiers looked at the mountains of supplies, their blood boiled with enthusiasm, their fighting spirit reached its peak, and some people kept shouting loudly.
"King Ding is a thousand years old!"
A few days later, in Prince Ding's palace in Bianjing, Zhao Huan was sitting as usual, with his legs crossed and his feet shaking, and he was absentmindedly listening to Chen Zhao's report.
"Under the wise and brilliant leadership of the prince, military aid from all walks of life and the Zhu family have arrived in Yizhou Mansion."
"Thanks to the prince, the material dilemma of Yizhou Prefecture was solved. With the prince's astonishing achievements, he will definitely leave his name in history in the future."
Listening to Chen Zhao's pearls and emeralds, Zhao Huan didn't react at all. He was already numb.
He stretched hard and said softly: "The material problem has been solved, but there are only ten days left before the big bet between this king and His Majesty."
"It's not enough to just defend Yizhou Prefecture and defeat the ever-victorious army."
"We must tear off Gao Tuoshan's dog's head and bring it to His Majesty."
"I am not a god, how can I kill an enemy general thousands of miles away?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Zhao was not happy and said firmly: "Your Majesty is a god!"
"As long as you show a little bit of power, Gao Tuoshan will kneel down and kill you."
Wang Daquan, who was standing next to him, said in a deep voice: "Chen Zhao, you are almost done. Even I can't stand listening to you anymore."
"You and I only need to know that Your Majesty is the true God in the world. Everyone who doesn't need to publicize it knows it."
Sure enough, when it comes to flattery, Wan Daquan's hidden fart without leaving any trace is enough to throw Chen Zhao off by a few blocks.
Zhao Huan was too lazy to pay attention to these two idiots. The killing of Gao Tuoshan was related to Zheng Qingyun's future, so he couldn't be careless.
But at the moment, Zhao Huan is more concerned about performing the "husband and wife ceremony" with Zhu Lian in the evening.
It was originally agreed upon, and things were settled that night at the Zhu family's banquet.
As a result, relatives and friends were too enthusiastic, and Zhu Bocai directly gave 30% of his family property to Zhu Lian.
With no choice, Zhu Lian had no choice but to stay at Zhu's house for a few days to settle the relevant matters.
For the sake of trivial matters, even serious matters such as "couple's ceremony" were delayed, and Zhao Huan felt extremely aggrieved.