The snowflakes in the sky fell densely, and I could no longer see any scene a few feet away. The snow on the ground that had just frozen hard the day before yesterday has now been covered with a thick layer, almost covering the ankles. In such weather, even dogs will find a corner to shelter from the wind and snow to curl themselves into a ball, trying to maintain their body temperature without wandering around foraging as much as possible at other times.

Apart from the silent snowflakes, there seems to be nothing else in the world that has vitality and vitality to move in such a harsh environment.

Look at the snow, if it doesn’t stop all night, I’m afraid the snow will be several feet deep tomorrow.

On the Shuanglian City, Qin State Guard Lian Zhaowen stood at the top of Wengcheng, looking at the dense crowds of people in Wengcheng, and his eyes were twitching. Some people were constantly entering from the city to the Wengcheng, squeezing the inside of Wengcheng, squeezing the inside of Wengcheng into the airtight.

Most of these people were the people in the Shuanglian City, and some wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness. These people were carried, carried and supported by the people. At this moment, they all looked up their heads and looked at the head of the city in despair like a statue on the top of the city.

He had been standing there for a long time. When he came into the first person from Weng City, he had already stood there, covered with snowflakes. Now, he had turned into a snowman, with some ice chips on his eyebrows, beard, and even some ice chips on his face.

Shuangliancheng is one of the acropolis of Yongdu. It is also the first barrier to the front. Although the city is not big, the construction specifications are extremely high. The city walls more than ten meters high are all made of rocks, and each gap is filled with glutinous rice soup. The Wengcheng, which is not usually important in the county town, has Shuangliancheng.

The Ming army has been besieging the city for almost two months. It was either because of the weather or something that even Shaowen didn't know. Anyway, the Ming people did not launch a large-scale attack, but they would organize a harassing attack every three or five days. It was not dangerous, but it was very annoying.

The Shuanglian City is not big, but it is very solid. The biggest threat to Lian Shaowen is not the Ming army outside the city, but the severe cold weather and the increasingly shortage of food.

From Yongdu to transport food here is a journey of death. It is a good idea to transport 1,000 kilograms from a distance, and it also requires the price of blood. From this action that started half a month ago, every time the Yongdu City was in charge, it would cost dozens or even hundreds of lives to send some limited food into the Shuanglian City.

With too many people and little food, Lian Shaowen had to make a decision. In the Shuanglian City, there could be no more idle people, including those wounded soldiers who had lost their combat effectiveness who were injured in previous battles.

This was a very cruel decision, but Lian Shaowen had to make it.

No one came in outside Weng City.

Lian Shaowen finally moved for a moment, and when he moved, the snowflakes on his body fell down.

"Friends and fellow villagers, brothers, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Standing at the top of Weng City, Lian Shaowen took off his helmet and knelt down on one knee. "There is not much food in the city, and they can only leave it to those brothers who can still fight. You are still in the city, and you can only starve to death."

In Weng City, there were low sobs, and above the city, soldiers were covering their mouths and making sad screams like wolves, because most of the women, children and children in Weng City were their families.

"If you stay in the city, you can only die, either freeze to death or starve to death." Lian Shaowen stood up: "And everyone will die together, so I can only let everyone out of the city."

"You may die when you leave the city, but there may be a way to survive. You are not soldiers and have no obligation to fight. But the wounded brothers, you have done your best to do your best. The future battles have nothing to do with you." Lian Shaowen's voice was a little choked.

"Escape from the city and find a glimmer of life by yourself. Whether you go to Yongdu or elsewhere, it is better than staying here." Lian Shaowen said: "I know there are many Ming army scouts outside, but you are just ordinary people. I think they will not make things difficult for you. Maybe they can give you some help."

Speaking of this, Lian Shaowen's voice involuntarily fell down. Will the enemy's scouts help them? This hope is not great. If the two armies face each other, how can they help the people of the enemy country?

But so what? Staying in the city, these people will not help defending the city at all, but they consume a lot of food every day. Even if it is a bowl of porridge a day, the current Shuanglian City cannot afford it. Every grain of food is now carefully calculated, and even the main general only drinks two meals of porridge every day. If you want to say that he is different from ordinary soldiers, it is that his porridge will be slightly thicker.

He had to make up his mind to drive out these people.

Or they also liberate these people.

The vitality outside is very slim, but at least there is still a glimmer of vitality. If you stay in the city, you may not have this glimmer of vitality. He didn't know how long Yongdu could last for this bloody way of delivering food. When Yongdu felt that it was not worth the loss, the only food would not be available.

"Open the city gate and send them out!" He waved helplessly and closed his eyes.

The gate of Wengcheng was opened in the sound of many Taos. Inside, countless women and children raised their tearful eyes and looked at the rows of soldiers on the top of the city, trying to find familiar faces from inside. But the snow was too heavy, and the only thing they could see were rows of black shadows. The only thing they could hear was the sound of crying coming from above.

In troubled times, human life is as low as a dog.

"Let's go, let's leave a bite of food for them." An old man bent down and took off a messy cotton jacket on his body, which was still in Weng City. Although it was broken, it could still cover up a little cold wind. Now, he doesn't want it anymore, and he leaves him for his son who is still in the city. "Big dog, I'll leave the jacket here, you can come down and get it later."

He raised his head and screamed, then shrank and strode towards the gate of Wengcheng.

There is a shortage of food in the city, and there is even more lack of heating. In such a severe winter, the only way to keep warm in the twin cities now is to squeeze tighter people. Although the house can still cover the wind and snow, it cannot block the omnipresent cold wind. The house is not much better than outside the house.

A heart-wrenching cry came from above the city. "Dad!"

But the old man turned a deaf ear and disappeared into Weng City.

In Wengcheng, many people took off their messy cotton jackets, or threw away the felt blanket wrapped around them, and then walked towards Wengcheng one by one.

At this time, walking out of the city wall means death.

Without the Ming army to kill them, the cold weather would be enough to freeze them into ice sculptures. Within dozens of miles around, except for the Shuanglian City, there was only the Ming army's military camp. In such weather, they were hungry and cold, and there was no way to live.

Wengcheng was quickly emptied. The heavy Wengcheng gate was closed again, and there was no one inside, but a layer of cotton coats, felt blankets, or cotton wool left behind by these people.

The gate of the outer city was opened, and those who walked out of Weng City walked out of the outer city without hesitation and slowly disappeared from Lian Shaowen's vision.

Retracting his gaze toward the outside, Lian Shaowen looked at the warm clothes in Wengcheng. His legs became weak. An eight-foot-foot man actually cried bitterly. Tears crossed his face and condensed into ice in a blink of an eye. Then he fell on the stone slab in front of him, making a crisp tingling sound.

"Protect the family and defend the country!" He stood up with a knife, his eyes turned red, and he roared at the outside of the city like a wounded wild wolf.

"Protect the family and defend the country!" The soldiers in the city shouted with him.

Outside the city, in the wind and snow, a small team of cavalry slowly walked in the snow. This was a Ming army patrol. Ten people and ten horses.

Cheng Xiaoyu, who was in charge, was originally a soldier in Hulao. After the Hulao Incident, he transformed himself into a Ming army soldier. He had good figures, including equestrianism, archery, and individual fighting. Such a person was naturally the target of the Ming army. After the reorganization, he became a scout team leader.

Cheng Xiaoyu had no feelings for the emperor in Yongdu City. In the past, he only knew that they all listened to General Xiao Qiang. The treatment of Qin's border troops has never been very good, so it would naturally be no different in Hulao. Apart from General Xiao's direct line, other troops also live like beggars. Compared with ordinary people, the only thing they are better at is that they can fill their stomachs.

Sometimes he envied the general's direct troops, who had beautiful armor, sharp weapons, and of course, wages that would never be owed. So he had been working very hard and wanted to become one of those people with his own abilities one day.

He doesn't care about whether he is loyal to the emperor. As long as he can eat enough, wear warm clothes, and save some money and marry a little lady at a suitable time, he will be satisfied.

However, before his dream was completed, the Huzhu changed. He participated in the reorganization of the army in a daze. At this time, his ability finally brought him good luck. Not only was he kept, he was also selected into the most elite scout team.

He felt that his good days were coming.

In the scout camp, he received all his equipment, which were a whole box of things, armor, short swords, long swords, hand crossbows, and many strange things that he could not even name.

Of course, he also had his first month's salary. It was the colorful money of Mingren. Cheng Xiaoyu was not unfamiliar with this kind of money, because in the past year, this kind of money has been circulated in Hulao and is as popular as silver.

Ten taels, a full ten taels. This made Cheng Xiaoyu feel like he was in a dream. In the past, he had a salary of one tael of silver every month, but this was only theoretical, because the Qin border army would never be able to pay the salary, and even if the officials above did not deduct it, it would be impossible to pay the full amount.

Now, he has not done anything, so he has received the salary for the past year. He has eaten white steamed buns and braised pork. That day, he felt like he was full for the first time.

There is nothing wrong with becoming a soldier in the Ming Dynasty. At least he has lived a better life. This is his first idea.

Of course, in the next few months, he finally realized that this kind of merit was not given to him in vain. The captain of the scout team was a new Ming countryman. He taught Cheng Xiaoyu what the price it would take to keep this kind of merit.

After three months of training, many people who joined the scout team with him were eliminated, but he persisted. The salary of ten taels a month was paid on time in the training camp for three months, and they had never been owed, and they had never deducted it.

In the past three months, Cheng Xiaoyu has learned a lot and learned a lot about the outside world. The captain who was extremely cruel in training was actually a very good guy in private. He even secretly took Cheng Xiaoyu and a few team leaders who performed very well into Huzhuo City and visited the brothel during the holidays. Of course, he was treating him.

It was the time when Cheng Xiaoyu finally realized the taste of a woman.
Chapter completed!