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Chapter 690 Entering the city

The wind and snow are everywhere, getting heavier and heavier, falling all over the city.

In the years since the Western Expedition began, the northern region has been in a conservative state of recuperation. Although the population of the two states in You was not as good as that of Jizhou and Central Plains. Even though Li Ru, Wang Lie and others worked hard to rule, their background was still worse. In front of the states in the world, the only advantageous ones in the north were war horses, fur, cattle, sheep, bones, etc., and then traded from the north and the south, and the vast land attracted merchants, and the people of other prefectures and counties came to settle down.

Shanggu County is now a military, trade and government affairs center in the north, but in a sense, it has reached a certain degree of saturation and is difficult to compete with the giant cities of Luoyang, Xuchang and Ye. But there is another saying among the people that Shanggu County is the capital of the northern part, and most people in the court in the Central Plains know that although the Wolf King went west to conquer the barbarian countries, his remaining power is still there. Moreover, the caravans also rely on the other party to gain benefits, so no one is willing to meddle in other people's business, and turn a blind eye and pass by.

This tacit attitude made the foundation of the northern land accumulate at a stable rate in the past seven years. Wang Lie and Bing Yuan strongly advocated the cultivation of grasslands from Shanggu County to Liangbingshan into farmland. On the other hand, Li Ru suggested that the Xianbei and Wuhuan nobles of Macheng unified the buying and selling of cattle, sheep and horses of each tribe in the form of being arranged. In this way, the tribal nobles benefited more and made the other party rely on the output of livestock, so that they could firmly tie them to the interests of Shanggu County.

Similarly, the lush trade has led to the merchants in the north, a large number of shops, restaurants, wineries, and workshops outside the city expanding at an astonishing speed. When they first came to the north, there was no farmland, and idle people could find a meal in the city. Today, when they heard that the Wolf King army was about to enter the north gate, almost all the people in the city moved. Thousands of servants from the government office were dispatched to maintain order. In the face of crowds, it still seemed not enough. The wealthy families sent servants to the wine shops on both sides of the street where the army passed, packed a pot of warm wine, and chatted with friends while waiting.

The wind and snow fell on the heads of the crowd. Dongfang Yu, who was twenty years old, stood behind the crowd and looked around. Next to him was Gongsun Zheng, who was wearing ordinary clothes and a thick fur coat. He was now fifteen years old. He could not see the scene in the street even if he was cushioning his feet and stretched his neck.

"Anyway, my father is going home, so I'd better go back." He jumped up and looked at him. Gongsun Zheng turned his head in anger, "If my mother finds out that we run out secretly, we will get a stick."

"Where can you watch the grand occasion of the army entering the city when you go back..." Dongfang Yu nodded halfway through and said: "...... I really can't make my uncle angry about this matter, so let's go back first..."

At this moment, someone in front of them shouted: "I've entered the city!!" Following many different voices, they were shouting: "The Wolf King is back!" "The governor entered the city, and I saw the big flag...." "...The wolf flag has entered the city gate." It was already noisy and lively.

Someone was holding a broom and quickly rushed past the officer's blockade, sweeping the snow that had just gotten tired in the middle of the street to the side. He ran back. When he was dragged back by the officer, the man cried in tears: "Let me sweep the road ahead for the governor... Let me sweep it once more..." Some people around him knew the dragged figure and explained to the confused people around him: "His surname is Zhao, originally from Jizhou. His hometown was flooded and he settled here with a five-year-old daughter. The woman starved to death halfway through the way. If it weren't for the government's assistance, he arranged for him to live in a house and found a job, the father and daughter would probably die in this winter."

"Why haven't I heard of heavy floods in Jizhou?"

"Who knows... maybe it's a small place..."

Amid the rambling words, a roar suddenly came from the city gate, and the drums on the city tower sounded. Under the crowded eaves of the streets, countless sounds stopped. The gentry on the building also put down their wine sorrows, stood up and ran to the window and looked nervously on the street.

A cold wind blew, and snowflakes were flying. Many people waved their hands to sweep away the flying snow that blocked their sight, and heard neat footsteps coming from the streets on the other side of the city gate. When they waved the snowflakes and looked over there, in the wind and snow, soldiers wearing black armored armor came over three rows like long dragons. In their heavy footsteps, the armor leaves made a collision sound under the leather jacket. The long shield was lifted in the left hand, and the knife around their waist swung from time to time, hitting it, looking straight ahead with a solemn expression. There were snowflakes hanging on their eyelashes and falling into their eyes without blinking. Occasionally, in the middle of the team,

The Gentiles, who were shorter but extremely strong, were also wearing winter clothes, but under their thighs, there were only studded sandals and a giant round shield, which protected their bodies tightly. The extremely long iron spear seemed a little abrupt in the team. The broken flag with the word "阿" was high above their heads. The sharp-eyed man shouted from afar: "It's Wen Hou's Bingzhou Army... It's really majestic, but who are those barbarians? Why are they inside?" Some gentry couldn't help but shout: "I didn't see Wen Hou. The one wearing the red feather is actually a female general, and there is no one in the man..."

Under the flag with his eyes focused, Lu Lingqi straightened her back and carried a crescent halberd. Even the curly red rabbit horse under her seat was covered with leather armor, with exquisite shoulders and beast heads on her arms. A cloak wrapped half of her body from left to right. In the wind and snow, under her thin eyebrows with snowflakes, her apricot eyes were majestic, and mocking words were passed down. Her eyes were tilted up, and with just one glance, the bloated gentry felt the chill of energy, immediately closed his mouth and retreated behind the crowd.

The marching army continued to move forward, stretching out from outside the city gate. The second one to enter the city was the Fengxiang Army, with only 13,000 people. At this time, only more than 2,000 people came in. Pan Feng looked up at the city gate that was getting closer and closer, spitting and rubbing it in his palm, and turned to shout at the soldiers behind him: "Now the Japanese general is finally going to show his face in front of everyone. You should cheer up... When you return to the barracks, I will invite you to drink!"

"yes!"

The soldiers responded with a scattered smile, and Pan Feng shouted at them a few more words. These Fengxiang soldiers seemed lazy and slick, but in the Western Expedition, they were also cruel people who came out of their bodies. Just as the Bingzhou army passed by, their smiling faces suddenly changed, their seriousness became serious, and they stepped on the ground with crossbows on their backs and pressed the handle of the knife. The solemn momentum of the two thousand people instantly spread.

The female general of the Bingzhou army who was originally talking about the past, a murderous team had already entered the streets. The people who were watching in the city suppressed their voices. Looking at the mottled armor on their bodies, the old man with some knowledge couldn't help but stand up tremblingly, pointing at the soldiers passing by, and excitedly said to others: "I will see such a powerful army again in my lifetime, and I will die with peace of mind. If they were the ones guarding the border back then, Tan Shihuaian could kill in..."

The old man cried excitedly, knocked on the wooden fence, and fainted on the spot. In a hurry, some of Guo Si's Xiliang Army, the Five Hundred White Wolf Cavalry, the Heishan Cavalry, and even the Xianbei, Xiongnu, and Wuhuan Cavalry also entered the city, and more troops returned to the barracks to rest.

After Gongsun Zheng pulled Dongfang Yu for a while, he hurriedly rode a carriage before his father returned home. In the city, many eyes from all sides were staring at the army entering the city...

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The largest mansion in the city.

Gongsun Zhi stood in the snowy courtyard, looking at the woman walking under the eaves, and gently hugged her in his arms, "Madam..." He hasn't seen her for seven years. Even when he came back, he had thought about what he wanted to say, and what he said was simply: "...I'm back."

Cai Yan leaned on the armor, wiped off the knife marks with his fingers, his lips trembled slightly, and tears fell on the armor leaves with a whimpering sound, and nodded his head in sob.

The two of them hugged in the scattered snowflakes, and Ning Xin drove away all the chills.
Chapter completed!
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