Volume 2

Bianliang mistake

Chapter 144

North wind blew (Sixth)

North of Fanzhi County, before Chenjia Manor in Hutuo River Valley.[.]

Although it was still early in the morning, the sky above us had clouds, and the color was made of lead-gray. The snowflakes were floating and rolling, which was a little bigger than yesterday. I saw a bigger snow that was about to roar.

The cold wind passing through the valley became more and more bitter.

Among the refugees, whether they were young and strong who received the order as the backbone, or because they had no dry food, they just wanted to find some food to survive the heavy snow. They all struggled to move forward in the snow.

The crowd of thousands seemed surprisingly silent. Even the half-grown kid in the crowd didn't make any noise at this time. He fell on the ground and got up. He couldn't walk and protected each other. Everyone held the wooden sticks and stones in his hands tightly.

It is precisely because of silence that it seems even more terrifying.

On the wall of the village, everyone felt their legs were weak. A dozen bow-holders subconsciously tapped their bows and arrows. However, they looked at the leader of the villager who led them in cold sweat. They were the man from all over the world who talked to Yang Zaixing last night.

The leader of the shopkeeper had already taken off the winter hat on his head and pinched it on his hand. His face turned pale and said nothing.

A young farmer who seemed to be only seventeen or eighteen years old and was considered a man in the countryside in the past, said in a crying voice: "Brother Mi, what's going on? Will you shoot arrows?"

The man surnamed Mi was dry and shook his head quickly: "What kind of birds should I use for more than a dozen bows? It's even harder to clean up when I see blood!"

He turned to the manor manager who had already been squinting on the Hu bed: "Everyone is in charge, but it won't work. Let's open the farm! It's clear that the Shenwu Changsheng Army wants to drive the food and grass in our farm to act. Hear these soldiers and open the farm to them. He can still keep peace! If this continues, the refugees will really make the refugees rush to the village, how long can we be? Such refugees will live for food and live! The grain and rice are only the master's family, but their lives are our own!"

The manager didn't even have the strength to stand up, but he subconsciously shook his head: "I'll die if I open a farm and emptied the grain and rice! I can't do this, and I can't do this...... The gods of the past, Liu Ding and Liu Jia, are on duty, but they can save us!"

He bit his hand to death and refused to open the village. The man surnamed Mi turned his head helplessly. He saw that the refugee brigade had already spread to the trench outside the village. The trench was originally shallow, and there were no trench piles and trenches buried in the territory of the Song Dynasty. After several heavy snow fell, the trench that was not deep was filled with half. After the cold, even the old and the weak could jump down and climb up. Although the suspension bridge was hanging high, what use was it?

These refugees did not stop before the trench. They jumped down one after another, rolled and climbed over. In a blink of an eye, they were heading straight to the wall. No one looked at the dozens of horns that opened. They turned around and shouted to transport the rough long ladders over.

How many people spread along the village wall, knocking on the village wall with wooden sticks and stones in their hands. They wanted to find a way. More people rushed to the front of the closed village gate and began to hit the door with their bodies. Someone was already shouting: "Looking for big stones and big wood, I also smashed the bird gate! Open the village and have a full meal!"

Hearing the sound of the outside, the female family who had been huddling in the village couldn't help but burst into sharp crying. They mixed with the shouts of refugees from the brigade outside the village wall, like a gust of wind blowing by, making the passenger stations on the village wall unable to stand.

More than a dozen bows were moving randomly, but they didn't know which target to point. The fingers that pulled the string turned pale because of the force. They didn't dare to relax. They were afraid that the arrow would fly out and the snow would dye red. This made the thousands of refugees in front of them burst into greater frenzy!

Hundreds of Shenwu Changsheng Army Knights in the distance slowly pressed forward a little. They kept a short-distance attack with the refugee brigade and could break into it. Everyone looked at everything in front of them. Liu Baozhong's face also darkened, and he no longer looked relaxed just now.

One of the heads beside him could not help but gritted his teeth and cursed: "Zhi Niang, the thief in Guanzhuang is really willing to sacrifice his life and wealth. I really want these refugees to get in to get in before they can give up?"

Liu Baozhong said nothing. He drove away the refugees, just to scare these forts. It was a bit ugly when the battle started. But now that things have come, what else can I say? Thousands of refugees coming one after another, thousands of troops and horses operating in the north, thousands of Erlang guarding at Yanmen Pass, and the main force of the Shenwu Changsheng Army in the Daizhou Camp. Where does not need food and grass? If you don’t disturb the place completely, how can you shake from Taiyuan Prefecture to Bianliang?

If it weren't for the court

áo How could we reach this point when we reach this point? We want to defend the border and fight steadily, but if Xiao Xianmo had not been struggling and maintaining it in Bianliang, we, the soldiers who could fight and were willing to fight, would not know where they would be buried after a while!

If you really want to make trouble, you can't turn back! Xiao Xianmo is in his position and can always think of a way to deal with the aftermath. Only those of us who have gained wealth through our lives can be put into our hands steadily.

I just want to see blood, but I am afraid that the Lord Yue will not be able to explain what is difficult to explain. The Lord Yue will take the responsibility. The Lord Yue is good at everything, but he is a little more upright. I don’t know where the Western Army has always been even more unbearable. I, Old Liu, will be this evil man first! Whether it is the law of marching or the fight of military sticks, I will bite my teeth and hold my teeth. There is also a family and my son who are thrown in Bianliang. Xianmo will always take care of him. Shenwu always wins the army, and his son is still a general when he grows up. It’s better than climbing up all the way from the bottom!

Liu Baozhong's cheeks were bitten tightly, thinking viciously. The soldiers beside him kept looking over, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing. Only when he was born in the Western Army did he realize that it was difficult to maintain a group. The group was there, and the wealth of generations of people were there. If the group was not there, there was no need to talk about anything. From now on, his actions on Hedong Road are the key to whether this group can grow and grow!

Although Liu Baozhong was rough, he could not read a book well. As a martial official of the Song Dynasty, he could clearly see this.

He was fighting with heaven and man in his heart. The wall of the village was even worse than others. Although many shopkeepers were still slacking their bows, they were so scared that they urinated. Even younger people had tears flowing all over their faces.

The ladder had been transported through the trench, and the refugees were shouting that they were about to stand up. It was already at the most critical moment, and the first group of refugees were on the wall, which was only a matter of a moment.

The manager suddenly jumped up from Hu's bed, and he didn't know where he came from. He clenched his fists and shouted loudly: "Shoot the arrows! Launch the arrows! What's the use of raising you! Send people to the granary to set fire, and if you die, you will die in the same place!"

His voice was shrill, like a wolf howl. So many refugees gathered down and were shocked. The man next to him knew that the situation was already dry and could not withstand a little spark. He made a quick decision and slashed the neck of the manager with a fierce palm. The shouts of the manager stopped abruptly and softened heavily on the wall of the village.

The man surnamed Mi suddenly pulled off his cloak and waved it in the air, took out his strength and shouted: "We are willing to open a village! Military men, please come forward!"

The surrounding villagers immediately reacted at this critical moment of life and death and shouted loudly: "Soldiers come forward, soldiers come forward!"

The man surnamed Mi has been in the world for a long time and has long seen it clearly. The key point today is the fierce armored soldiers who are slowly following behind! The thief's Shenwu Changsheng Army is so unscrupulous! Needless to say, they are the ones who are the ones who are in charge of the land on the east side of the river. They have their own bows, horses, strength and courage, so why should they be a peddler here? If you join the army, you can gain wealth!

Liu Baozhong breathed heavily in the other side. He urged his mount to pull out the copper hammer next to the saddle, shouting: "Everyone retreats! Then surround the village, kill them all! Lend out the food and always fill you up!"

The soldier who had been tense for more than three hundred years immediately rushed out at the same time and shouted loudly with Liu Baozhong: "Get back! Go back! We are always in charge of you just having enough food!"

The refugee brigade was dead, and those who didn't know the inside story were reluctant to let go of the village where they were about to wander in. However, the refugee sternly greeted him: "Everyone retreats! Let the military men make the decision for us! If you think this is here, you will be spared in vain!"

These strong men are all of the most powerful men among the refugees. They are the ones who are in the middle of the host. When they shout like this, more than half of them have already retreated desperately to both sides, and they are running in the snow. Others reacted that this is no better than a village with only dozens of patrons, but more than three hundred armored knights! An armored cavalry can match five or six armored infantry who have not formed a formation. How many old and weak can they be like this armorless and have only wooden sticks in their hands?

It's impossible to calculate it. More than 300 strong horses came on the snow. If you block it at this time, it's really useless to step on it!

In a mess, thousands of refugees retreated faster than before. The Knights of the Shenwu Changsheng Army were unstoppable until the wall of the village. Liu Baozhong greeted him with dissatisfaction: "Let the suspension bridge and open the village gate! We are a military army in the Song Dynasty. Apart from borrowing grain, we can ensure that your manor is completely unfair! There is also a place to take charge of the grain. We have to make such an ugly thing. What are you trying to do?"

Hundreds of knights also spread out to both sides, separating the refugees and the village. They all waited impatiently for the village to open. After a while, the suspension bridge creaked and put down, and the village gate also opened. The man surnamed Mi welcomed the manager with a tearful face and greeted him with several shopkeepers, nodding and smiling at Liu Baozhong: "But we are not stubborn, we really don't care about the matter. The army is ahead, and life must be owned by our own. What are you doing like this? This general, the old man in the village is holding his life in the hands of the general, and I hope he will be kind!"

While laughing, he turned around to greet the shopkeeper: "Send people to boil water and prepare wine and food. Let the soldiers rest! In such cold weather, the soldiers have worked hard. Flattering the soldiers are all our missions... But I don't know if the Shenwu Eternal Victory Army still recruits people to join the army? Such a mighty army and can eat some food is a blessing that the villain has cultivated in his previous life."

Liu Baozhong said hesitating, and after relaxing, he saw the leader of the village who was hosting the village to open the village and enjoyed his eyes. He jumped off his horse and walked to the sludge-like manager, pulled out a document from his arms and stuffed it into his hands: "Look carefully! With the exploration and defense of our Shenwu Changsheng Army, we will lend you three thousand stones of grain! If there are too many, we will talk again. The Shenwu Changsheng Army should spend 90,000 stones of grain on Hedong Road a year, and the grass will be 115,000 bunches, and all the people will be in it. Where can we not pay your three thousand stones? Besides, these thousands of refugees went south and you would raise these grains and grass, which would be a great evil deed! Be careful when you collect it, if you lose it, you are afraid that you will not admit it!"

The manager couldn't say a word, his hands and feet were even stiff, and his crotch was still wet and cold. His head was even more drowsy, and he couldn't think about things anymore. He just subconsciously grabbed the paper. The surrounding merchants were also worried. They were dependent on the merchants, and their families were all in the merchants. This army horse was unscrupulous. If the disaster hurts the merchants, everyone could only watch.

Unexpectedly, Liu Baozhong shook his head at the head of the Mi surname: "We won't go in Zhuangzi. We will form these refugees later. A team of hundreds of people will escort them in to carry food. If someone moves around, I will chop their heads. I am the leader and I will strictly order the Lord. If I sit in high places, I will grab two little girls with good wine and meat to accompany me. I will chop my heads up. The military law is too strict, so I will take this heart."

The shopkeepers present were surprised. Such a powerful and domineering move to open a manor, but they did not enter the manor to plunder. The fierceness of this army horse can be seen with their eyes. They acted unscrupulously, but the constraints in the army were so strict. The contrast between them was too large, which made it completely difficult for people to understand. I only understood one thing, I am afraid that I have never seen such a army since the Song Dynasty!

Liu Baozhong glanced at the head of the Mi surname Zhuang again and punched him in the chest. He was wearing iron gloves on his hand. This knock made the man named Mi almost spurt out blood. He swayed, but stood still without saying a word.

"What's the name? Running north? Can you ride a horse?"

The man surnamed Mi immediately replied: "Mi San, the little man, has no serious name. He can ride a horse and can draw a bow. The guards walked across the north and reached the Liao people's collapsed ridge, the farthest to the Liao people, and he was afraid that it would take thousands of miles back and forth. He shot and killed six horse thieves, and even cut the throats of two horse thieves in front of him. Master, do you think the villain will succeed?"

Liu Baozhong nodded: "It's time for me, come with me! It depends on whether you can practice it. Our Shenwu Eternal Victory Army is the most powerful army in the Song Dynasty. We can fight and make contributions and have someone to take care of you, but we will not do anything without you. But we have to fight for our lives! Our army is basically in the process of fighting to the death and killing the Tartars! With this, we are justified in everything we do!"

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In the blink of an eye, it was already noon.

The lead clouds above the head appear heavier and heavier. The low ones seem to be pressing on the head. The winter sunshine cannot penetrate the clouds at all.

The cold wind was much heavier than last night. The snowflakes were rolling in the air. The cold seemed to be pouring into the bones of people. If it were the weather last night, I would not know how many refugees who were struggling in the wilderness would have to be frozen.

Near Chenjia Manor, it is a hot scene.

The brigade of chariots and horses came endlessly. They were all escorted by the Shenwu Changsheng Army. Teams of refugees, led by the Shenwu Changsheng Army's Han, opened the grain garrison in the manor and transported all kinds of rice and grain out. The sound of people shouting and neighing horses sounded in a whole lot.

In the manor, the actual grain storage is naturally more than 3,000 stones. However, it is too much more limited. Before coming, the background of these big households can naturally be clearly understood. Leave one or two hundred stones for the farmers in the manor to spend the winter. The rest will not be clear. Just settle according to the number of 3,000 stones.

Three thousand stones of rice and grain are really a huge number. Even if these thousands of refugees work together, they will probably have to transport them for two or three days. The organized chariots and horses have to travel back and forth several times in the snow. Fortunately, there are not many other troops in the Shenwu Changsheng Army, and mules are much more abundant than any army and horse in the Song Dynasty. Not to mention Guo Rong and Zhen Liuchen and others in the north, they have collected thousands of horses and mules to transport them back in the past few days.

Bags of heavy grain were carried out by the refugees, loaded on a car or carried on a horse. When they got a certain number, they heard the generals leading the army shouting and transporting them towards Yanmen Pass. There were thousands of troops, five or six thousand strong civilians, and the continuous refugees. So much food and grass could be digested. Now the food storage in Yanmen Pass has reached a very dangerous level, and I am eager to see the harvest here!

The refugees were exhausted from transporting grain and grass, but they did not treat them badly. Outside the Chen family manor, they lined up a row of iron pots and shoveled snow to boil. They stewed pots of browned millet or cooked pots of broth. They carried a bag of grain and could exchange for a piece of paper chips. They could gather a certain amount to change to eat. They could eat until they were full. They surrounded the stoves. The piles of refugees were just snoring and savoring.

If you are already full, you can still exchange it for rice and grain. Then you have to go south to Daizhou Daying, and maybe you will go further in the heart of Hedong. Although dry food is also distributed along the way. However, in this year, in this weather, one liter of grain on your body will have more capital to survive!

The villagers around were jealous when they saw the real change of food and rice. The villagers who rented a living in the border areas were not much better. The rent was heavy, and the officials and the master's family were heavy. The winter was long and the life was not a big problem, but don't expect to eat to the point of stuffing your neck all day long.

The Chen family here is carved again

áo, when the big clans usually don’t meet the dependent tenants, they will disperse rice and firewood. Tenants are not as good as self-cultivated farmers. They are naturally targeting the big clans, and they are eager to bring the fields in their hands into their own hands. Tenants are tools for making money. According to the rules of the Song Dynasty, if the big clans are too engraved

áo, that is to be looked down upon by other families.

But in the east of the river, some vulgar customs of the strong and the strong are infected. There is no warmth of the agricultural society that still exists in the hearts of the Song Dynasty. They act much more harshly. The tenants in the Chen Family Fanzhi County Manor lived a very difficult life. Therefore, when refugees forced to open the Chen Family Manor, they basically watched the fun and had no actions to protect their masters.

At this time, the Chen family manor was opened, and many tenants, men, women, young and old, participated in the transport of rice and grain. They also relied on paper chips to exchange more or less grain, and turned home with a smile.

Outside the Chen family manor, thousands of people were shuttled back and forth, hundreds of mules and horses were neighing, and dozens of big pots were steaming. For a moment, it was as lively as a market.

Liu Baozhong said he wouldn't go into the village, so he really wouldn't go into the village. He moved his mount and saddle down and placed it in the snow, sitting on his back. He held a bowl of hot soup in one hand and a steamed cake in the other hand. He stuffed it into his mouth in a random manner. He also looked at everything in front of him proudly.

The commander of another battalion who came from the escort chariot and Liu Baozhong were old acquaintances. Seeing that Liu Baozhong got the first prize, he got a lot of food and grass without death. Even his colleagues were a little jealous and came to the side and smiled: "Old Liu, I didn't expect you to be a talented person in this place. How about it, just be a Sima. You don't have to fight, you can handle money, food and money every day. In a few years, you will be rich in dough. You don't have to fight like us. You will be fighting with your head. You will never die in the bed."

Liu Baozhong glanced at him and touched his beloved big hammer. He let out a heavy hum from his nostril: "Zhu Yi, if you can't fight me in terms of military merit, don't use such a ghost mind to suppress me. Have the ability to fight with me next time! If the court didn't give us grain and rice, I would do this bird's business? When the refugees forced the village and were about to wander in, my mother was wet behind me! Xianmo said it well, we were fighting against the Han, and we were just killing the Tartars. This is when the people of the Tartars and Liao were about to start making trouble on Hedong Road, we dared to act like this! What kind of Sima in the army of thieves, what money, food and wealth, Yue Wudi is here, dare to try it? In front of Xianmo, Yue Wudi was one sentence. No one could escape him except General Han!"

Zhu Yi's commander Liu Baozhong came back, but he smiled and shook his head and said, "We are light cavalry, you are heavy cavalry. I have to be too stupid to compete with you. At that time, there will be no fewer Tartars than you... You are right. We are a new army, and in the eyes of the court, we are raised by stepmothers. We are basically military merits. If we have military merits, we can stay steady. Xianmo can stay stable in Bianliang. This is not straightforward to borrow food...... When will the prisoners start moving in the north?"

As soon as he said this, Zhu Yi felt a little confused. Although Liu Baozhong was straight, he was not stupid. He gave him a look in anger and did not answer. He choked on a steamed cake and poured hot soup straight on his neck.

Zhu Yi smiled and took off the water hyacinth on his waist and threw it to him: "Look at the way you are so slammed and village-like! My best spring in the world, my husbands have brought it to you for a drink!"

Liu Baozhong took the water hyacinth and sprayed the cake batter and scolded him: "I don't drink it if I have hot drinks, so cold drinks you? Even if I want to do favors, I won't look like you..."

As he said that, he still took off the gourd stopper. He was not happy to drink the hot soup. He was a rich soldier, and drinking cold water in the snow was also a matter of nostalgia. As a result, he took off the stopper and smelled the fragrance of wine. He looked at Zhu Yi in surprise and joy.

Zhu Yi smiled and said, "It's not that you are serious about the battle. You borrowed three thousand stones of grain from us, and even if the Lord Yue is here, you will open your eyes and close your eyes. If you don't want it, I will give it back."

Liu Baozhong roared: "The prisoner is returning you!" He immediately gurgled.

He drank so hard, dripping drippingly, sprinkled his beard. Then he touched his beard and laughed loudly: "Happy!"

Just as he was looking at his might, he saw Yang Zaixing rushing over with sweat and reported to him: "Mr. Yu, six hundred stones of grain were transported out in half a day. Seventy or eighty stones were dispersed. The rest were loaded into the car and horses. If we were to work it all night, maybe by dawn tomorrow, we would put the three thousand stones of rice and grain into peace and accept the Chen family's smile."

Liu Baozhong cursed: "It's a loan! It's a thief, it makes us look like bandits. I'm an ambassador after all, is it worth robbing such a farm? But I didn't harass the farm at all?"

Yang Zaixing smiled with a proud smile on his young face, and raised his sword eyebrows: "We are the ever-winning army of Shenwu. Why are we bullying these people? The Yue General Lord is strict, who dares not to obey? The brothers are honest and just wait until they have transported the food and grass and left. If there is food, the Jurchen Tatar team will go south, and I will pick seventy or eighty of them before talking about it."

Liu Baozhong laughed: "Well said!"

He threw the water hyacinth to him with his hand. Yang Zaixing took it and smelled the fragrance of the wine. He immediately smiled and straightened his neck and gulped. He finished drinking, while wiping his mouth, and looked at the distance unconsciously. He immediately exclaimed in a low voice: "Master Yue!"

Liu Baozhong and Zhu Yi turned their heads together and saw a dozen riders standing in the wind. The sky was so beautiful that it was not clear. However, the guard standing behind the horse, with a sable hat and a marten tail dancing on his head, was clearly distinguished. There was even a man holding a long gun, wrapped in fiery red brocade. It was Yue Fei's signature. This invincible gun, and every thread of the tassel was dyed red with a lot of blood from the Tartars!
To be continued...