After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

When the soldiers guarding the city arrived at the governor's mansion, they were stunned by the scene before them.

I saw the teachers of Baichuan Academy sitting cross-legged on cushions, row after row.

At the back of them, there were two teachers standing and holding banners.

[Who knows that if you don't suffer in the frontier, even if you die, you can still smell the fragrance of chivalrous spirit! ]

The teachers were dressed in white with a white ribbon tied on their foreheads.

In the center of the white ribbon are two big red words: [Want to Fight]!

The teachers said nothing, but their proudly erect backs showed their desire to fight!

Xia Lezhi and his family and classmates walked through the city gate of Fuming Town and arrived at the gate of the governor's mansion.

The children said nothing. They just silently picked up their own cushions, placed them next to the teacher, and sat cross-legged.

They are small in size, but their eyes are so firm and resolute.

Some of the onlookers offered them tea and water, but more of them joined the sit-in.

The spacious road in front of the governor's mansion was instantly packed with people.

By the end, there was no place to sit, and the people who joined later stood there quietly, refusing to leave.

The soldier guarding the city couldn't squeeze in. He looked at the scenes before him and was greatly shocked.

In every previous battle to defend the city, the soldiers would always rush to the front, and all the civilians who could escape would flee.

Only those who really cannot escape will join in defending the city.

This is the first time that the people of the entire city demanded war!

Wen Yu led his interview team from the Yunzhou Weekly and moved among the crowd to conduct interviews.

Some painters even climbed onto the roofs of surrounding shops to record this shocking scene with their brushes.

The sky is clear and cloudless.

At this moment, even the wind seemed to have stopped.

Squeak!

The gate of the governor's mansion slowly opened.

As soon as Gu Nanxi came out, he was met with countless pairs of eyes filled with frustration, anger and unwillingness.

Gu Nanxi's eyes swept across the crowd from left to right. The pairs of eyes embedded in those faces, some young, some old, some rich, some poor, were so similar!

Without any words, Gu Nanxi understood the demands of these people.

Suddenly, there was a little commotion among the crowd, and they all retreated to both sides, leaving a small path that was only wide enough for one person to pass.

A line of women and children dressed in mourning clothes, with hemp ropes tied around their waists and white flowers on their heads, holding the tablets of their relatives in their hands, squeezed through the crowd and arrived at the gate of the governor's mansion.

The leader was a delicate and charming woman with a seductive figure.

Gu Nanxi remembered her. During the last reconquest of the major tribes on the grassland, one of the Yunzhou cavalrymen who were injured or killed was the woman's newly married husband.

Seeing Gu Nanxi's gaze fall on her, the woman knelt on the ground and looked back at Gu Nanxi with burning eyes.

She said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Sir, I am willing to join the army in place of my husband and swear to protect the boundary marker of Yunzhou!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was as if a switch was pressed, and the people exploded.

"That's right, General. We can't retreat! If we retreat 500 miles today and another 500 miles tomorrow, will we also have to cede Yunzhou the day after tomorrow?"

"If we lose the battle and the Tartars occupy our homeland, I will have nothing to say! Because at that time, I will definitely die on the battlefield! But now, without even a single move of the sword, they are asking us to retreat 500 miles. I won't accept that!"

"Yes, we are not convinced!"

"General, the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun are a lesson for us!"

"Today, the imperial court has given up 500 li of our Yunzhou land for the sake of peace talks! Will we also be ceded away next year for the sake of peace talks like the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun?"

"I would rather die than be a Tartar's beast of burden!"

"There are only Yunzhou people who died in battle, there are no Yunzhou people who kneel down!"

"General, you said that we won't give up an inch of Yunzhou's land!"

"General, the people in the south are afraid of death, but we are not! We will die one day anyway, so we might as well die in glory!"

At this time, Shopkeeper Xia also came out.

He knelt on the ground and raised the wooden box he was holding high: "The third Xia from Huaishuo Town pays homage to the general! This is all my Xia family's wealth, and I am willing to give it all to the general as military funds!"

Isn’t it that the imperial court is unwilling to send troops and unwilling to give money?

Yunzhou will provide its own people and money!

"General, the Tan family of Fuming Town is also willing to offer all of its wealth!"

"General, the Wu family of Woye Town is also willing to offer all our wealth!"

The other people shouted loudly, and the veins on their necks bulged.

"We have no money, but we can sacrifice our lives! After all, if the Tartars want us to move the boundary marker south, they can do so over our dead bodies!"

"That's right. Anyway, we Yunzhou people are guarding this border. As long as all of us Yunzhou people are alive, the Tartars will never set foot on our land!"

Wen Yu wiped her tears and recorded everything truthfully.

No literary skills or techniques are needed, because all of this contains strong enough emotions to resonate with all Yunzhou people!

As if the oil in the pot was not hot enough, the crowd once again moved to the sides to make way.

This time, it was a group of carts that came.

There were elderly people in their seventies lying on the bed unable to move, and middle-aged men with loose trouser legs on the bus.

They lay on the cart and shouted loudly.

"Push us to the Yunzhou boundary marker! If I die, bury me there! Burn paper for me when you get back these five hundred miles!"

A choked sob was heard from the crowd.

The cry was suppressed, but it gripped the listener's heart.

The people of Yunzhou have suffered from wars for a long time and experienced separation of life and death in their lives.

They are the people who desire peace the most in the world.

But they knew that when facing jackals, they could not retreat or run away. If they took a step back, they would fall into an abyss!

General Gu Nanxi had worked so hard to make Yunzhou stand up straight, and it cannot bend again!

Gu Nanxi met those eyes and felt heavy in her heart.

Ever since knowing the emperor's decree, Gu Nanxi has been tossing and turning, unable to sleep day or night.

In the silent night, Gu Nanxi asked himself countless times, with the current strength of Yunzhou, can it rely on the power of one state to resist the hundreds of thousands of Tartar troops?

For the sake of national integrity, could Gu Nanxi bear to let tens of thousands of people in Yunzhou be displaced?

If Yunzhou disobeys the order, does Gu Nanxi have the courage to face his responsibilities to the whole world and stick to his choice?

Be patient for a while and everything will be calm.

Should I just bear with it? Bear with my breast hyperplasia, bear with the depression in my heart?

However, the words of Ma Nantian and the Ma family often appeared in his mind.

The Dingbei Road in Fuming Town is like a whip, constantly reminding me that there are sixteen states to the north, and I am eagerly looking forward to returning home.

Ma Nantian said: "General, after the people of Wuzhou learned that the boundary marker was moved 500 miles north, they held several celebrations in private!"

"The Yunzhou Weekly that published the good news was carefully collected by many families. Our ancestors would take it out and read it from time to time."