(I heard that in ancient times, storytellers told stories to the people, wealthy merchants and merchants would reward them with silver, and poor people would give copper coins. Isn’t that how it should be now?)
The people who left the city returned only half a day later, and the news quickly spread to the Dusi Yamen and the Governor's Yamen.
On the Dusi side, all the soldiers are already on the city wall. If Chen Anming wants to send more people, he can only arrange his own slaves.
Even when he rushed to the city wall at this moment, Chen Anming was not escorted by personal soldiers, but by his own slaves.
The Chen family has been officials of the Jin Dynasty for generations. Except for the ancestors who sacrificed their lives for the royal family when the country was founded, now is a rare time for him to be loyal to the country.
Sitting in the sedan chair, Chen Anming looked serious. This situation made him extremely tortured.
"Sir, Prince Yong's Mansion is isolated from inside and outside. I called the door...no one answered!"
Rushing to the sedan chair was the domestic slave sent by Chen Anming to deliver the news.
Is Prince Yong's Mansion isolated from the outside? What kind of trick is this?
Doesn’t King Yong really like to interfere in Yuanyang affairs? Why is he turning his back on what’s going on outside the window at this time? This is really strange.
"Hurry up!" Chen Anming said coldly.
So the bearers worked harder, and their speed became much faster.
When he was young, as a military general, Chen Anming liked to ride horses, but now he prefers to sit in a sedan chair.
"I don't know if the government officials have arrived. If they don't send help, Yuanyang City will not be able to defend it!"
With these thoughts in mind, Chen Anming's sedan quickly arrived at the foot of the city wall, which was the Anhe Gate of the North City.
As night falls, Anhemen is ablaze with lights, and the most important thing is that there are many people.
Tian Jingtong, the government boss, was currently under the city wall, chatting with the dignitaries present.
It was a matter of wealth and life, and no one in the dignitaries cared about it. They tried their best to get to the city wall if they could.
Even though he didn't come in person, he sent his clan members and slaves to come to the city wall to do their part.
"Master Governor, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Now that Yuanyang is in trouble... Every household has sent personnel, but there seems to be no movement in Prince Yong's Mansion!"
"Don't talk nonsense, it will be bad if others listen to you!" someone reminded.
"So what if I heard it? Could it be that what I said was false? Lord Governor, you are the one to judge!"
These words made Tian Jingtong deeply unhappy when he heard them. These guys were obviously mocking King Yong, but in fact they were running against him.
Fortunately, at this moment, Tian Jingtong saw Chen Anming's sedan, which allowed him to ignore these powerful people.
Hearing this, Chen Anming was quite flattered. This was the first time he had been greeted by a governor.
"I've met the governor!" Chen Anming said with cupped hands.
There was no deep friendship between him and Tian Jingtong. On the contrary, there was some discord between them because of the incident in Prince Yong's Mansion.
"Let's go up to the city wall and have a look!" Tian Jingtong said solemnly.
Chen Anming naturally had no objection, so he and Tian Jingtong went straight to the city wall, leaving seven or eight powerful men below.
"Come on, let's go up too!"
The scene that just happened all fell into the eyes of Lin Quan, who was in the attic not far away.
As the spy sent by Zhao Yanxun, Lin Quan led a separate team of people and distributed them at key locations in Yuanyang City.
The only people who were worthy of him personally coming to monitor were these officials and dignitaries.
The two dignitaries who just spoke have been remembered by Lin Quan in his mind, and he will report them to Zhao Yanxun when he returns.
These powerful people have always been a thorn in the side of the palace, and Zhao Yanxun has long wanted to deal with them.
After glancing at his subordinate Shen Feng, Lin Quan said coldly: "When I go back and report, all the major households in the city have sent servants to guard their courtyards to reinforce the city wall, and the government has also sent people... The city can be well defended!"
"yes!"
Besides, on the city wall, Chen Anming and Tian Jingtong came to the Wengcheng Gate Tower, where the view was wide.
Zombies have gathered in the south city, and the situation is similar in the north city. The people are struggling to survive under the mouths of the zombies.
Fortunately, there were many trees outside Beicheng. Many people climbed into the trees and got a temporary respite.
It was dark, and the situation outside the city could no longer be seen at this moment. Only screams could be heard from the city wall from time to time.
The sound was so tragic that the hearts of those who heard it trembled, and their minds could not help but imagine the tragic situation outside.
"Master Tian, with the additional manpower from the government, the city wall can barely maintain its defenses...but this is not a long-term solution after all!" Chen Anming couldn't help but say.
It would be impossible for Chen Anming to say these words until there was a critical moment.
"Master Chen, if you have anything to say, just say it!" Tian Jingtong said solemnly.
"I think we can recruit people from the remaining people in the city and form them into the army to guard the city wall!"
There are still tens of thousands of people in the city, many of them young and strong. It is better to organize these people to guard against monsters than to let them idle and cause trouble.
"This... you are in charge of the Yamen, how long can you last for military rations?"
Tian Jingtong changed the topic. He wanted to remind Tian Jingtong that without food, there was no way to recruit people.
"The food stored in the army can be used for two months if calculated according to current calculations!" Chen Anming answered honestly.
This is by no means good news. After two months, the army will be without food, and the city defense will be in danger.
Of course, it is still unknown whether Yuanyang City can survive until two months later.
"Let's discuss this matter in two days!" Tian Jingtong said solemnly.
At this moment, he thought of the last batch of transferred military rations, which was a total of 50,000 stones and was stored at Tianma Fort, eighty miles northwest of Yuanyang City.
If these grains can be obtained, all problems will be solved and supplying the city for two or three years will not be a problem.
At this moment, a soldier exclaimed: "Sir, someone in the moat is about to come ashore!"
So they immediately set up bows and arrows on the city wall. They could only roughly judge the location based on the sound, so they could only shoot probabilistically.
Chen Anming turned his head and said coldly: "Duan Hong... tell your people to put down the arrows!"
Duan Hongnai is the Qianhu garrison in Beicheng, and he is also the only Qianhu in Dusi Yamen today.
Duan Hong touched about thirty pieces, and after Chen Anming gave the order, he told his subordinates to stop.
"Master Chen, what do you mean by letting those untouchables cross the moat?"
"Are we going to let these disease-carrying untouchables sneak into the city and kill everyone in the city?"
Before Tian Jingtong could say anything, a group of dignitaries behind him started to make a fuss, as if they were going to accuse Chen Anming.
"Everyone, there are not many arrows in the city. Every time you shoot, you will miss one. You can't see clearly at night. Do you want to waste these arrows?" Chen Anming asked.
What he said was reasonable and reasonable, but it also left others speechless.
"What's more, even if we cross the moat and there is a city wall as a barrier...how can these people bring the disease into the city?"
This is Chen Anming's true thoughts. He considers the problem based on pros and cons rather than caring about the people.
Inside the moat, people swam ashore one after another.
The water in the river was cold, but the people on the shore didn't feel cold, and everyone was breathing heavily.
Listening to the continuous screams outside, their hearts were shaking, and the terrifying appearance of the zombies lingered in their minds.
The night became darker and darker, and the screams outside began to slowly decrease, which made the people on the tower feel a lot more at ease.
The ever-present screams put great pressure on everyone on the city wall.
Someone among the dignitaries said: "How about we stay on the city wall tonight?"
"Well, not only that... that's the case for today, but every day from now on, each of our families will send people to guard each door to prevent any unexpected events!"
These words are very interesting. Who should we guard against in case of unexpected events?
In the predicament of the apocalypse, trust between people is extremely low.
