It was rainy and gloomy in Qudu in November, and all the city walls were covered with defensive equipment. The capital army did not mix with the Chazhou soldiers brought by Luo Mu, and everyone was distinct.
Luo Mu returned to Qudu, no longer the humble and submissive man he was a few years ago. He was now the pillar of Qudu, and Chen Zhen personally came to greet him when he entered the city. He changed into a brand new official robe, and stood on the city wall with Chen Zhen, looking towards the direction of Dancheng.
"The garrisons of the other seven cities are being transferred to the capital in the next few days. We will be able to gather a total of 50,000 people for you." Chen Zhen leaned against the wall, his breath was cold, "You can also use the armoury of the capital army. You can defend as many days as you can."
Although Luo Mu was a civilian official, he went to Chazhou to rectify armaments and combat banditry, so he was no stranger to military affairs. He held an umbrella and said: "Fletcher Shen is not a fighter. He defended Duanzhou out of necessity and had to defend it. Now he only has 20,000 Dunzhou garrison troops. It is difficult to break through Qian."
The city gates on the east were closed, and the people who had fled from Dan gathered at the gate. While they were talking, they looked down and saw that the foot of the city was full of refugees.
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