The night is dark, and the whistling sound of the wind outside the window shows its restlessness.
But no matter what, the weather this year is not as cold as last year.
Everyone has made preparations early, so I believe life will be much easier.
When Chi Xingyue got up early in the morning, he was surprised to find that it was snowing.
The snowflakes fell down, but were blown to the corners of the wall by the wind.
Chi Xingyue was wearing a thin coat and felt a little chilly.
But he didn't change into thicker clothes. He sat in the house for a while and waited for Baozhu to come.
The little girl put salted duck eggs, millet porridge, meat buns, and pickles on the table, bowed and left.
Chi Xingyue moved lightly and sat down at the table. While eating, she asked Ling Jiheng, "How's the mountain product harvest going? Aren't you going to dig out those sweet potatoes in the deep mountains?"
Ling Jiheng chuckled and rubbed her head: "Don't worry, Ling Yi and the others have prepared everything, we can just spend the winter in peace."
Chi Xingyue said "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions.
She has become even lazier this year, staying at home every day and not wanting to go up the mountain.
Gu Youlian, on the other hand, was surprisingly diligent. She would go out for a walk every two days and come back with some wild vegetables and fruits, which made Geng Suhua unable to get angry.
Chi Xingyue mentioned it, but Ling Jiheng said lazily: "It's not time yet, but judging by the trend, it will be soon."
Chi Xingyue didn't care anymore. After breakfast, he took out a chess manual to study. He felt so bored that he was almost going crazy.
Ling Jiheng, on the other hand, read quietly and was very patient with loneliness.
The first snow of winter comes quickly and goes away quickly.
In just a few hours, he disappeared.
Everyone in Qingshan Village went up the mountain as needed, and went to the fields as needed.
The Ling family also seized the opportunity to collect winter storage vegetables such as cabbage and radishes and throw them into the cellar.
The snow in Beiliao was much heavier than that in Qingshan Village. In just one morning, it was knee-deep.
Ling Jiren and Ling Jihao were shivering from the cold, their hands covered with sores, tightly gripping the machetes as they confronted the newcomers.
Even though the ruler of Northern Liao had lost most of his land, there was still a group of people who stood firmly in front of him.
He protected him and firmly believed that Northern Liao could recover its lost territory and rule the Central Plains.
Zhou Xingche, General Zhou's eldest son, said in a loud voice: "Raise your hands and surrender, and I can spare your lives.
Don't you see how hungry our own soldiers are? Even so, you still want to fight us to the death?
Everyone’s life is important. What’s wrong with surrendering to our Zhou family army?
You may not know this yet, but we have discovered a new grain crop. If you plant it casually, one acre of land can produce more than 3,000 kilograms of grain.
What does this mean? From now on, the people of Youzhou will never go hungry again.
If you are sensible, you will be able to live a good life with enough food and drink in the future.
If you are stubborn, go down and reunite with the Northern Liao army that died in vain!"
It was really heartbreaking and many soldiers were shaken.
Joining the army was not a choice they were willing to make, not to mention that they had not had enough to eat since last year.
I thought I could get through it if I just persevered, but the food became increasingly scarce, and Wang and his men even resorted to cannibalism.
If one person is unhappy, several people will disappear in the barracks, but at the same time, an enticing fragrance will waft through the palace.
At first I didn’t understand what was happening, but after a while, everyone knew what was happening.
We were all born by our fathers and raised by our parents, so who is nobler than who? Why?
Zhou Xingche continued to incite: "Surrender means changing your master, I believe you have heard of the name of Zhou's army.
We in Youzhou have never done anything to bully men or women.
Although Youzhou has a bad reputation, people live more stable lives than in most places.
There is no excessive taxation or corruption.”
The King of Northern Liao was displeased when he heard this, and shouted to Zhou Xingche: "Mr. Zhou, do you think you can fool my Northern Liao soldiers by saying a few nice words?
Who doesn't know the moral character of the Great Yong Dynasty?
If it were to be annexed, Northern Liao would only be exploited.
The days will definitely be even harder than they are now!"
Zhou Xingche snorted twice: "I told you you're stupid, but did I ask you to submit to Dayong?
From the beginning to the end, this general has been talking about Youzhou, and my Zhou family army! "
"What do you mean, you want to start your own business?"
“Can’t I?
Now my Zhou family has food, people, and the support of the people. Even if there is a rebellion, we will take over Northern Liao.
Brothers, charge! Victory or defeat depends on this one!
If you win, you will be the founding heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and we will reward you according to your merits when you return!"
Holy shit, what an astonishing development! It doesn't go according to plan!
And he said it so easily and nonchalantly, as if it were a piece of cake.
But why does it sound so exciting?
What a shitty Yong Dynasty and shitty new emperor. It's so frustrating to guard the border for them.
Zhou Xingche announced his rebellion, but not only did no one try to stop him, but people thought it was the right thing to do.
The blood in my heart is burning.
Ling Jiren and Ling Jihao even cried out, "Kill!"
Just rushed out.
Dense arrows fell from the city wall. Some were swept into the snow by Zhou's army, while others penetrated the skin directly and stabbed into the vital points of the soldiers.
The accumulated snow made it difficult for Zhou's army to move. The King of Northern Liao stood on the city wall and laughed heartily: "See? With such a brain, you still dare to fight us.
Today we must make them..."
The King of Northern Liao wanted to say "there is no return", but the dagger in his chest made him spit out blood.
Turning around, he found that it was General Lin Tao, whom he trusted the most.
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