The emperor is biased and wants to kill me, but you chickened out when the army is at the city gates

On the sixth day of the siege, freezing rain began to fall from the gloomy sky.

The Shence Army, which already lacked warm clothing, faced even greater difficulties. Many soldiers suffered not only from frostbite but also from persistent high fevers, rendering them unable to fight.

"Your Highness, I have summoned all the doctors in the city, but we are still overwhelmed."

Inside the command tent, Zhao Luoying spoke solemnly.

A freezing rain made the entire Shence Army feel suffocated.

"Moreover, the city doesn't have enough medicinal herbs, and this freezing rain has come at a really bad time," Zhuge Xuan added, looking worried.

"Have someone boil more ginger soup to warm the soldiers up. As for the herbs, I've already asked Hu Xu to take care of that."

Qin Xuan said in a deep voice.

Zhuge Xuan was taken aback: "Hu Xu has left the city?"

This was a mission to their death, and Zhuge Xuan never expected that Hu Xu, who usually looked like a mercenary, would actually dare to go.

Qin Xuan nodded.

Hu Xu was also a member of the Shence Army, but like Guan Xingsheng, he left the team because of his business acumen.

Hu Xu volunteered for this mission. Qin Xuan wanted to stop him, but with the military food supplies running low, even if it wasn't for medicinal herbs, someone needed to go out and secretly transport supplies.

At that time, Hu Xu smiled and said in a relaxed manner, "Your Highness, I should have lost my life on the battlefield three years ago. If it weren't for you, Hu Xu would have died long ago."

"So many brothers are waiting for the grain. Hu Xu doesn't have much ability, but he will definitely bring the grain back to you."

"And you forgot, when I left Tianshan City, I deliberately left that clever monkey there!"

It was these few words that moved Qin Xuan.

Thinking of Tianshan City, Qin Xuan couldn't help but recall the short figure struggling to open the city gate.

Speaking of the news about the Great Qi Alliance, it was he who brought it.

Qin Xuan was unaware that the Great Qi Allied Forces had never entered the city, so he was very concerned about Hu Xu's trip to Tianshan City to buy grain.

But right now, there is no other choice.

Over the past three days, the Daqi Allied Forces and the Tulan Army have launched at least five or six harassment attacks daily, leaving the Shence Army utterly exhausted.

"Your Highness, the refugees outside are suddenly clamoring to see you."

At that moment, Guan Xingsheng rushed in.

Qin Xuan frowned, stood up and walked outside: "Is someone causing trouble?"

Guan Xingsheng shook his head: "It doesn't seem like they're causing trouble, but they refuse to eat and say they absolutely must see you."

Qin Xuan became increasingly puzzled, so he quickly walked over to the refugee camp. As soon as he appeared, an old man excitedly ran forward and knelt down with a thud.

"Old man, please get up, what are you doing?"

Qin Xuan was startled and quickly helped the old man up.

The old man slowly rose, but his deeply lined face was full of sincerity: "Your Highness, we know that the Shence Army is starving, and they don't even have enough cotton-padded clothes to keep warm."

"But you still gave us your food and clothes, we really don't deserve it!"

“Old man, you’re exaggerating. The Shence Army are people, and so are you. We can’t let you suffer.”

"Besides, when we came from Tianshan City, we said that as long as you were willing to follow me, I would never abandon you."

Qin Xuan said, deeply moved.

But we are guilty!

The old man said in a trembling voice, "You are defending the city walls to the death. You are risking your lives for us and for all the people in this city. We must not hold you back."

"So, I took it upon myself to mobilize everyone. What do you think, could these men also go to the battlefield to help?"

"Don't worry, these are all men of courage and integrity, and they are not afraid of death."

Seemingly to prevent Qin Xuan from refusing, the old man emphasized the last sentence.

Qin Xuan never expected that these refugees' hunger strike was actually for the purpose of joining the war.

At this moment, even though he had lived two lives, he couldn't help but feel his eyes redden.

"Your Highness, please let us go to the battlefield!"

"That's right! We may not know how to fight, but we have strength, and we are not afraid to die!"

"We are not afraid to die! We want to join the war!"

"Join the war!"

"Join the war!"

"..."

No one knows who started it, but suddenly these 30,000 refugees shouted in unison, their voices deafening and echoing throughout the city.

At the same time, the people of Beining City, who had originally just been watching from the sidelines, seemed to be infected as well, and they began to stir.

"Even refugees know to spontaneously join the war, but the people of Beining City are just cowering like turkeys. I can't afford to lose face like this!"

Someone stepped forward, blaming themselves angrily.

"How many years have the people of Beining City been ravaged by the Jurchen army? It's rare to have an army like the Shence Army come. How can we just stand by and watch them all die in order to protect us?"

Someone roared and stood directly on the side of the refugee camp, as if everyone had already regarded the refugee camp as a place for conscription.

"That's right, we're all men, what's there to be afraid of!"

“The city is ours, why should refugees be allowed to defend it? Count me in.”

"And me too, I'm going to avenge my father."

“If you’re a man, step forward! Beining City should be protected by us.”

"..."

More and more people stood up, and their roars, like sunshine, slowly spread throughout the entire city of Beining.

The waiter, who was serving customers, suddenly dropped the rag on his shoulder, turned around, and rushed out of the inn.

The diners, after finishing their last drink, rushed out without a second thought.

The accountant, holding an abacus, stared blankly at the empty hall, gritted his teeth, and chased after them.

In a simple house, a tall man slowly kowtowed three times to his bedridden mother: "Mother, your son is going to fight in the war. Take care!"

The old woman with cloudy eyes nodded slightly, but a long-lost smile appeared on her lips: "Go, don't be afraid of death, your mother will be with you."

Similar scenes suddenly unfolded throughout Beining City, with teenagers, burly men in their thirties, and even elderly people in their fifties and sixties all standing up with remarkable tacit understanding.

They were a generation whose spines were broken by the iron cavalry of the Jurchen Kingdom!

They were once a generation that willingly became slaves in order to protect themselves!

But at this moment, all they want to do is be themselves and be upright members of Daqi!

On the city wall, looking at the vast multitude of people, Zhao Luoying had already shed tears.

Even Zhuge Xuan, Guan Xingsheng, and others had red eyes and couldn't stop crying.

Qin Xuan was equally moved, his blood seemingly boiling at that moment.

What is the will of the people? This is it!

"Benin will win!"

Qin Xuan suddenly roared, as if he were shouting out all the anger he had accumulated over the past few days.

His response was a resounding cry from the city's residents and over 30,000 refugees: "Benin will prevail!"