Widths of smoke rise and are blown away by the wind and snow.

Compared with the past, this snowfall was very small and could no longer affect the people in Yanzhou City. There were vendors who got up early to set up stalls in the streets and alleys.

The tofu brain with an average taste, a few fried dough sticks, Yang Yu chewed it slowly, the same wind and snow, the same Yanzhou city, but at this moment, with the fireworks, it is no longer a dead city.

But he didn't actually do anything, he just returned the food that should have been theirs, and at most, he would put on a bedding?

"Obviously, they can satisfy themselves by eating just one bite. Why do those beasts have to take away such a little thing?"

Jiang Wu took a bite of the steamed bun hard, a little indignant, and felt an unspeakable peace in his heart.

He hasn't seen this very ordinary morning market for several years.

Before Yandongjun came, Yanzhou was in chaos. After coming, it became more and more chaotic. It was not until this time that there was a little recovery.

But behind this calm scene is the bloody smell of the vegetable market that cannot be blown away for many days.

"One person, one bite, that's a lot."

Yang Yu swallowed his last bite of rice and felt a little heavy: "The food in the city will last for at most three months. If it takes a long time, it will be difficult to maintain it.

This snow and snow is a bit too long…”

Yanzhou City is located at the junction of the two roads and is not a major agricultural state. Before there is chaos, it can be used to make up for it.

But as war came, very few people dared to go to business, and food shortages gradually emerged.

The reason why Yan Dongjun acquiesced his soldiers to seize the food of the people was not because he was cruel by nature, but because he wanted to fight against the northwest, military rations were essential.

This dilemma will not disappear due to his arrival, but the difference is that he does not need to raise tens of thousands of soldiers and does not intend to expedition to Northwest Dao City.

Therefore, it can last for three months. If it were Yan Dongjun, it would be difficult to maintain for two months.

This heavy snowstorm has lasted for too long. It has been over the spring plowing now, but outside the city, there is still snow all over the sky.

What this means is that Yang Yu Xiaomin is born, so naturally he will not misunderstand.

What worries him even more was that this obviously abnormal climate was that this heavy wind and snow was not scary, but what was scary was what was behind it.

The weather changes.

What is the change of the sky, the changing world, the mountains turn into flat valleys, and the deep sea rises into dangerous peaks.

The subtle changes in heaven and earth fall on one's head, which is an unbearable weight...

"Northwest Road, two major horse farms, one plain, and Northwest Road City, holds nearly 60% of the food. Yandongjun is eager to go to the northwest, but I'm afraid it's because of this."

Jiang Wu scratched his scalp irritably, clenched his fists, but had nowhere to vent:

"This damn God, I won't let you live..."

Food is the most important thing for people.

From the peddlers and pawns to the emperors and generals, even the saints of martial arts and masters of magical powers, they cannot lack this food.

No one can bear the consequences of food exhaustion.

"The most urgent task is to open up the connection with the other two states and Northwest Dao City. This wind and snow cannot fall into the entire Northwest Dao."

Qi Wensheng silently licked the last rice in the mouth of the bowl and said seriously:

"Even if you keep food in the city, you can't last six months. However, if you don't have any wind or snow to get there, it will take six or seven months to go back and forth..."

"And Baizhou."

Jiang Wu glanced at Yang Yu, and he could naturally guess where the mysterious eight hundred horses outside the city were from before.

The elite cavalry of every state has extremely distinct characteristics.

"The snow and snow in Baizhou are not bad. Although I send people to buy food, it will take at least five months."

Yu Yang did not hide it.

On the day when the rioters outside the city were defeated, he drove Yu Taoist and Ku Ni back to Baizhou to collect grain. It was not a horse to travel alone, and it took time and effort.

And the five months do not include the time when the living dead buy food in Baizhou.

"Although the teacher had expected it, he had purchased grain in Qing and Yunzhou. However, the snow and snow were too heavy, Qingzhou was also affected..."

Qi Wensheng frowned:

"If the surrendered soldiers outside the city have no food supply, they will be in chaos..."

"The surrendered soldiers outside the city are from the city, and their families are innocent. These days, they have been drawn out. There are more than 8,000 people, although not many, but they are all young and strong, and there are many who have changed their blood..."

Jiang Wu reported.

For the past half month, Qi Wensheng sorted out the city affairs, while he counted out the rioters and surrendered soldiers outside the city.

"In the chaos, most of the illegal people have been sentenced to death, but most of the soldiers are just being held captive..."

Qi Wensheng wanted to speak but stopped.

The surrendered soldiers have methods such as dispersing them on the spot or driving labor, but now in the midst of heavy snow and snow, they are scattering randomly, forcing them to die...

"Carry houses in the city, snow cleaning, etc., you can arrange them as much as possible. After heavy snow, let's arrange them."

Yu Yang had some headaches.

These trivial matters are really not his strengths, but since he has occupied Yanzhou, he cannot let it go.

Fortunately, the people sent by Wang Muzhi are already on the way...

Although Qi Wensheng felt something was wrong, he had to press it and said:

"In addition, the most worrying thing is not the two thief troops in Xing and Lizhou, but Ma Longtu."

"Ma Long Picture?"

Yang Yu's eyes moved slightly.

"According to the explanation of the people in the Yan bandit army, Ma Longtu and Yan Dongjun had an agreement to break the northwest road together!"

Qi Wensheng looked solemn:

"Ma Longtu is the master outside the pass. If he failed to challenge the old demon in Black Mountain, he became a disciple of the Seven Killings Palace.

It is said that under the guidance of the old demon, his martial arts made rapid progress, and he almost stepped into the threshold of the Martial Saint with half his foot..."

At this point, he paused slightly and turned to the secret of the message:

"Uncle Master, Ma Longtu is afraid that he will come to get Yan Dongjun's Pojun Taoist Fruit sooner or later..."

"I know."

Yu Yang nodded.

But what I was thinking about in my heart was not Ma Longtu, but the lord of the Seven Killings God Palace, the second largest in the world, the Black Mountain Old Demon.

That old monster...

...

...

Huh ~

In the wind and snow, the dragon and horse gallop like fire, and the thick snow on the feet and knees that were trampling floated like dust behind.

Yu Taoist carried a sword and urged the horse to move quickly in the wind and snow.

Without the 800 cavalry drag, only he and Ku Ni were so fast that they had arrived in front of Lianshan Pass in less than twenty days.

"Well!"

Kurnilma stopped and ran around for many days, and she inevitably felt a little tired.

"How to stop?"

Yu Taoist was full of energy and lost all his laziness. Seeing Ku Ni stop, he frowned and was dissatisfied.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, what happened that night? Why are you doing this? It's abnormal?"

Ku Ni was shocked and suspicious.

She had been in love with Taoist Yu for decades, so she didn't know that this Taoist was always cautious and cherishing her life, and she was even less willing to contribute to others.

This state is not just an abnormality?

It's like being caught in an evil spirit!

"That day..."

Yu Taoist stopped the horse and a smile appeared on his face, but the smile suddenly flashed and it was replaced by secrets:

"Not to say, no to say."

"Fellow Daoist Yu, can you even believe in Pomni?"

Ku Ni's voice became cold.

But no matter how she asked, Yu Taoist kept his mouth shut, just a rare and serious warning:

"I have been friends with you for many years, so I would like to remind you that our Mr. Yang is not a simple character..."
To be continued...