The sunset fell, and the lights on Hedeng County Town lit up. On the hillside, the voices of the courtyards seemed lively.

Near the General Political Department of the Chinese Army, a courtyard with two camellia trees is where Ning Yi’s usual office work. When it is busy, it is difficult to return early. In October, after the Chinese Army captured Chengdu, it has entered a temporary rest and consolidation stage. On that day, Han Jing returned from the front, held a meeting during the day, and came over to meet Ning Yi in the evening.

Han Jing was originally the most outstanding person in Qingmuzhai's leadership. After being integrated into the Chinese Army, he is now the commander of the First Division of the Fifth Army. This time, the first thing he talked to Ning Yi about was something that Ning Ji had completely adapted to in the army.

It is now the ninth year of Jianshuo. Ning Yi has been together for more than a year after reunited with his family and children. The situation in the world is chaotic, and most children are beaten and beaten, and they are not spoiled. In Ning Yi's relatively easy-going relationship with his family, the relationship between father and son, father and daughter has not finally been broken due to long-term separation.

The eldest son Ning Xi is now fourteen, almost fifteen years old. At the beginning of the year, Ning Yi made a marriage for him and Min Chuyi. Now Ning Xi is learning the various maths and physics arranged by his father under the trend of responsibility. In fact, Ning Yi doesn’t care that his son inherits his father’s business and trains him to become a successor. However, the current atmosphere is like this and the child is motivated, so Ning Yi is happy to let him get in touch with various maths, physics, chemistry, history and politics.

The eldest son does not make people worry too much. The second son Ning Ji is almost twelve this year, but it is quite a headache for Ning Yi. Since he came to the Wu Dynasty, Ning Yi has been eager to become a martial arts master, but his achievements are limited. Xiao Ning Ji has been modest and polite since childhood, and is more like a scholar than Ning Xi. However, he did not expect that his talent and interest are all in martial arts. Ning Yi failed to practice martial arts since childhood. Ning Ji has taught teachers such as Hongti, Xigua, and Du Sha since childhood. After the age of ten, his foundation has been laid.

However, if you want to make achievements in martial arts, it is not something that can be done with a good master. Hongti, Xigua, Du Sha and even Chen Fan of Miaojiang and others have all experienced it at times of life and death, and only by chance can they improve if they are not dead. When parents are willing to let their children go to fight for life and death, Yu Ningyi, on the one hand, they hope that their children will have the ability to protect themselves and let them practice martial arts from an early age, at least they are strong and physically strong. On the other hand, they do not agree that their children really develop in martial arts. Now, Ning Ji's arrangement has become a problem.

It was also his reunion with the children after a long separation. He was so proud that he boasted about his martial arts skills at the beginning. He had been the best in the world, and had been accustomed to Zhou Tong. He disdained Lin Zongwu. Later, he played with Xigua. For the sake of publicity, he composed several sets of martial arts, which strengthened Xiao Ningji's idea of ​​inheriting "the best in the world". At the age of eleven, his internal family skills laid the foundation, and his bones gradually stabilized. It seems that although he is handsome, his size has begun to rise. If he is stable for a few years, he will probably surpass Yue Yun and Yue Yinping, two of the same generation children Ning Yi has seen.

Ning Ji is the child of Ning Yi and Yun Zhu. He inherited his mother's pretty face. After his ambitions gradually settled, Ning Yi struggled for a long time, but finally chose to support him as openly as possible. The martial arts style in the Chinese army was prosperous. Even young people were ordinary to occasionally play the right move. Ning Ji often participated. At this time, the opponent could not practice real skills in letting water. If he didn't let water, he would be beaten to death. Yun Zhu, who has always supported Ning Yi, even cried twice with Ning Yi, and almost came out to oppose Ning Ji as his mother. Ning Yi discussed with Hongti and Xigua many times, and finally decided to throw Ning Ji into the military medical team of the Chinese army to help.

You can practice martial arts, learn to cure injuries first.

This is also the good intentions of several parents. Practicing martial arts is inevitable to face life and death. The cruelty seen in the military medical team is similar to the battlefield. Many times the pain and helplessness in it are still worse. Ning Yi took his children from his family to help in the military medical team more than once. On the one hand, it was to promote the value of heroes, and on the other hand, it was also to let these children see the cruelty of the world in advance. During this period, even Wenwen, who is the most caring and likes to help others, was frightened to cry every time, and she had to have nightmares after going back.

During the rest period, there were not many wounded soldiers admitted to the military medical team. When the Chinese army and the Mangshanni tribe officially started the war and then the troops left the Chengdu plain, what the military team saw became a real Shura field. In the hedge between tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of troops, even the elite army would inevitably suffer casualties. Even though the front line was good news, the military doctors still faced a large number of bloody wounded people. The soldiers with broken heads, broken limbs and legs, and even their bodies were split, and their stomachs were wailing and struggling between life and death. What could give people an indescribable mental impact.

However, these are the heroes who are brave enough to fight.

Throwing an eleven-year-old child in such an environment is the most cruel way to grow up, but it is also the only relatively "gentle" choice that can replace the experience of life and death. If you can retreat from difficulties, it will be good. If you hold on... If you want to become a superior person, you have to endure the hardships. Then let him go.

"...I naturally understand your idea of ​​training, but I don't dare to be so cruel to children... The wife at home doesn't let them. Fortunately, the second young master is very successful. He is only eleven years old and is running around among a group of wounded soldiers. He is good to others. My soldiers like him. I think, if this continues, the second young master will become a general in the future."

Sitting down in the room, chatting, talking about Ning Ji, Han Jing was quite appreciative, Ning Yi poured him tea, but when he sat down, he sighed.

"There are other ways, who would want the child to suffer this? But there is no way. The world is not peaceful, and they are not good children. When I was in Bianliang, I was assassinated several times a month, and now it is even more troublesome. A bunch of children, you can't keep him at home all day, you have to let him see the world, and you have the ability to take care of yourself... It didn't matter if you killed an emperor before, but now you think about which child died one day, and you feel uncomfortable. I don't know how to explain to their mother..."

“…No need to think like this.”

"I was mentally prepared." Ning Yi paused, and then smiled: "It's also my humble mouth, otherwise Ning Ji wouldn't want to be a martial arts master. Even if he became a great master, what's the use of becoming a great master? The future is not the era of the green forest... In fact, there is no era of the green forest at all. Not to mention the probability of not becoming a grandmaster, the probability of dying halfway through, even if he became Zhou Tong, he would do sports in the future, otherwise he would be crazy..."

He spoke harshly, and Han Jing couldn't help laughing. Ning Yi held a teacup and ran into him like drinking: "Children, Brother Han should not call him the second young master. A playboy is a sign of early death. The most precious thing is toughness. When he was following the military medical team, he had nightmares every night and couldn't eat. Within a month, he didn't complain. He survived and started practicing martial arts again. If a child has such toughness, I can't stop him... However, I hinted at the beginning that the future is the era of muskets. If you want to avoid being injured, follow Yuwen Feidu to ask for archery and gun techniques. He is fine. After being in the military medical team for a long time, he will be pestered to Xiao Hei for advice on how to practice the golden bell cover with the Thirteenth Taibao. Alas, he was the most handsome child in our family, but now he is going to be ruined. I don't know how to explain to Yun Zhu."

Han Jing also laughed: "Thirteen Taibao practiced both internal and external skills, and it was still... good."

"What are you practicing both inside and outside? Look at Xiao Hei, you're so worried..." He sighed casually, but there was still some sense of relief in his smile that a child could persevere. After a while, the two talked from the military medical team to the front line. After capturing Chengdu, the Chinese army was on standby to repair it, and everything was maintained in a wartime state, but they would not make plans to attack Zizhou in a short period of time.

"... Block the borders and consolidate the defense line. First, do a good job in the household registration and material statistics of the occupied areas. The legal team has passed. Clear up the accumulated cases. The bullies in the market who caused public grievances will be beaten first and maintain a period of time. After this process has passed, everyone will adapt to each other and then release the population and trade circulation. There should be fewer people leaving... In the manifesto, we said that we were fighting to Zizhou, so Zizhou stopped fighting first and maintained the initiative in military action. The consideration is that the division should be famous. As long as Zizhou is still there, the process of sending troops will not be completed, which is more convenient to deal with the cards on the other end... Use deterrence to promote peace talks. If a negotiation can be forced into a negotiation, it will be more valuable than Zizhou."

"Although I don't understand the officials of the Wu Dynasty, the possibility of negotiations is not high, right?" Han Jing said.

"It's not big." Ning Yi smiled and nodded, "However, as long as Zizhou is still in their hands, a large number of stakeholders will be generated. These people will persuade the court not to give up the southwest, and will blame the people who lost the southwest, and will make the high-ranking officials in the court frustrated. Once Zizhou changes hands and things are settled, the words of these people will be of no value... So let go first, the situation is so chaotic, and it's not too late to win it next year."

Ning Yi said while looking at the huge Wu Dynasty map on the wall on one side of the room. A large amount of information turned into flags and arrows, densely presented on the map. The war in the southwest was only one corner, and what was really complicated was the movements and confrontations north of the Yangtze River and north of the Yellow River. Near the Daming Mansion, the yellow flags representing the golden man were densely inserted into a small wood, which was a battle situation that Han Jing, who was on the front line, couldn't help but worry about.

Zongfu and Zongbi began to attack Daming Mansion in September, and there was more than one month, but the battle failed. Now the main force of the Jurchen army has begun to cross the Yellow River. Wanyan Chang, who was responsible for logistics, led more than 30,000 Jurchen elites, and together with more than 200,000 Han troops collected in Li Xizhi's original jurisdiction, continued to siege Daming. It seems that he was ready to siege the city for a long time.

The latest information was reflected on the western front of the Central Plains corresponding to the East Road. After Wang Juyun's army was raised, King Tian Shiyu of Jin personally led the army to rush towards Zonghan's army with a strong and burned jade and stone. This was the most powerful and shocking resistance that suddenly broke out in the Central Plains. Han Jing was confused about this and asked Ning Yi, and Ning Yi nodded and confirmed.

The news about the direction of King Jin in the Central Plains was personally conveyed by Zhan Wu, the shopkeeper of the bamboo recorder who was in charge of contacting Lou Shuwan. With Tian Shi's departure, the army under the King of Jin was gradually mobilized by millions, which was the property that Tian Hu had saved in more than ten years.

With the dispatch of the army, the struggle under this local political circle suddenly became fierce. Although the anti-Jin slogan was exciting, there were many people who were unwilling to take their lives under the iron hoof of the Jin people, and these people became moved.

On the day the army was dispatched, the territory of King Jin was completely destroyed and martial law began. On the second day, Yuan Zhanxia, ​​one of the elders who supported the Tian Shi rebellion, secretly sent an envoy to go north to try to contact Wanyan Xiyin, who was in the Eastern Army.

On that day, Lou Shuwan, who had already prepared a hand, led his troops into the Yuan family. The entire family was imprisoned. On the third day, it was easier for the entire general of the Yuan family to be executed by the lieutenant general of the Yuan family. At the same time, in the court and military system, all those related to the Yuan family were imprisoned. Within a few days, the heads cut off in Weisheng City could build a capital temple.

Such cruel and violent means were made by a woman, and even Zhan Wu, who was used to seeing the world, was heartbroken. Before the Jurchen army arrived in Taiyuan, the entire territory of King Jin had turned into a solemn Shura field.

Such a tense situation north of the Yellow River is also due to its origin. After more than ten years of rest and recuperation, the territory of King Jin was able to gather millions of soldiers and then resist, which certainly made some Han people excited, but what they were facing was Wanyan Zonghan, the Jurchen God who once fought side by side with Wanyan Aguda and now ruled half of the Jin Kingdom.

In contrast, in the territory of King Jin, in addition to his millions of troops, to the west, the northwest, which had been killed by the Jurchens, went west, and to the east, even if the Daming Mansion's Black Flag Army was only 50,000 or 60,000 people were only 50,000 to 60,000 people. To cross the Yellow River south, it had to cross Bianliang City and nearly a thousand miles of road that was actually under the hands of the Jurchens at this time to reach the Yangtze River Basin, which was actually controlled by the Wu Dynasty. The millions of troops faced Wanyan Zonghan, and in fact, they were alone troops without help.

Everyone is making choices with their lives.

"...I met this young master of the Tian family once in Luliang Mountain. When I first met, I felt that this person was arrogant and short-sighted, and did not pay attention to it. But I didn't expect that this person was also a hero. And this girl Lou is really... amazing."

When Tian Shi and Lou Shuwan went to Luliang, Han Jing and others were still preparing for a battle code-named "Beat Children". At this time, they looked at the summary of many messages from the north and couldn't help but sigh for the other party.

Among these news, Lou Shuwan wrote a letter from the Chinese army by himself, and Zhan Wu sent a letter from the Chinese army. On the letter, Lou Shuwan was clear in logic, and the sentences calmly analyzed the plans made by the King of Jin and the situation they faced to the Chinese army headed by Ning Yi, and at the same time stated the fact that the King of Jin troops would fail. After such a peaceful statement, she hoped that the Chinese army could provide more support to the King of Jin troops in the spirit of watching and helping each other. At the same time, she hoped that the Chinese army, which had been cultivating in the southwest, could decisively send troops and quickly open up the road from the southwest to Xiangyang and Bianliang, or switch from the southwest to the northwest to provide practical support to the King of Jin troops.

Let the Black Flag Army dispatch the moment, directly open up the entire thousand-mile territory of the Central Plains, and then fight against the Jurchen troops. This is of course impossible, but in the other party's calm statements and desperate facts, Han Jing felt more or less admiration and guilt. When he handed the letter back to Ning Yi with a complicated expression, Ning Yi was also looking at him with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"…Excellent, and what she said was the truth."

"Yes, it's amazing." Ning Yi smiled, and after a moment, he threw the letter back to the desk. "However, this woman is a lunatic. The purpose of her writing this letter is to be used to disgust people, so don't care too much."

"Well……"

Han Jing was puzzled. Ning Yi had a different feeling about this seemingly normal letter. He was a person with a determined mind and was not used to seeing mediocre people. In Hangzhou, Ning Yi had no appreciation for this woman. Even if he killed the whole family, Ning Yi would never care about the moment of reunion in Luliangshan. It was just that from Lou Shuwan's development over the years and the way she did things, he could see the other party's survival trajectory and how cruel experience and struggle she had experienced between life and death.

The bonds between the two sides were too deep, but at this moment, they had to admit that the other party had grown into a real person. Especially when the letter was written, she made a desperate choice and knew that the Chinese army would never be able to march north to recover the Central Plains at this time. Such behavior of putting life and death outside the precepts is enough to make people feel admired. While the Chinese soldiers admired her, Ning Yi's mood was naturally disgusting.

This almost perverted sense of humor actually made Ning Yi feel a little respectful when he was amused and crying.

"I knew I'd killed her back then... I'd be over..."

I chatted with Han Jing for a while, and when I was sending him out, there were already stars outside. On such a night, talking about the current situation in the north, the fierce and cruel battle situation was actually talking about my future. Even if I were in the southwest, how long could I be calm? The hedging between the black flag and the Jin people will come sooner or later.

In the ordinary starlight, heading north and east, the traces of winter have already descended on the earth. After three thousand miles eastward, Lin'an City has a night of hundreds of times more prosperous than in the mountains.

As the heart of the Wu Dynasty today, people from all over the country gather here, and countless big and small things that are related to the whole world are happening and brewing here. At present, the temporary protagonist of a story that happened in the capital is called Long Qifei.

In August, the Chinese Army issued a manifesto in the southwest to inform the world. Not long after, Long Qifei set off from Zizhou and returned to Beijing. He rode the car and the horses and horses all the way. It had been more than ten days since he returned to Lin'an.

When the family and country were in danger, it was often the time when heroes emerged. At this time, the poems of scholars in the Wu Dynasty were sharp and tragic, and patriotic in the green forest were exaggerated. The emergence of heroes, and the style of civil and military affairs had made great progress compared to the Taiping period. In addition, various schools and ideas gradually emerged, and many literati ran around the capital every day to sell their strategies to save the country. Inspired by Ning Yi, Li Pin and others gradually developed.

Since the Jin people showed clues, Prince Junwu left Lin'an and led various troops to the front line. He built a steel Great Wall north of the Yangtze River. His sight to the north has always been the focus of concern for scholars. However, many people were still wary of the southwest. Before the war in the southwest began, the Confucian scholars had propaganda about the deeds of Long Qifei and others. When the war in the southwest was in danger and Long Qifei arrived in Beijing, this group of people immediately attracted a lot of attention.

There may be doubts about these people escaping at the last minute, but in the end, they are too far apart, and heroes are needed when the situation is in danger. Most of the propaganda of these people is positive. After Li Xiannong was questioned and arrested in the southwest, the deeds of Confucian scholars who persuaded the Mangshan Ni tribe to rise up against the Black Flag Army were mostly Long Qifei's plan. Facing a barbaric demon like the Black Flag Army, it is not easy to do these things. After all, the tragic hero of being willing to kill the thief and being unable to turn the world back can make people feel recognized.

During this trip of three thousand miles, Long Qifei lost weight while running with anxiety and high intensity. After arriving in Lin'an, his bones were erect and his mouth was filled with blisters with blisters. The first thing he did after arriving in Beijing was to kneel down to all the Confucian scholars he knew. The black flag was strong and he was insulting his mission, so he could only return to Beijing to present his feelings to the court, asking for more attention and assistance to the southwest.

Such a great scholar was concerned about his family and country and knelt down to everyone to apologize, and immediately became a good story in the capital. In the following days, Long Qifei and everyone ran back and forth, constantly asking for advice from the palaces of the ministers in the court, and also asked for help from many wise men in the capital. He stated the importance of the southwest, the ambition of the black flag army, and constantly warned the court, and the truth that the southwest could not be lost, and the world would be destroyed. In more than ten days, a big patriotic craze was set off.

Many officials from the capital came to invite him to the banquet, and even the officials from the eldest princess's mansion came to ask him to discuss the situation in the southwest. One by one, the poem meetings sent him invitations, and all kinds of famous people came to visit him, and there were endless streams... During this period, he visited the Qin Association, the Privy Councilor of the Qin Association, who once prompted him to go west for the second time. However, after the failure of the court, Qin Hui was no longer able to promote the expedition to the southwest again. Even the many officials and celebrities in the capital expressed great importance and respect to him, and few important figures were willing to make efforts to send troops to the southwest.

Late at night that day, at the entrance of Qingyi Lane, big red lanterns were hanging high. The brothels and the theaters and teahouses in the alley have not yet been enthusiastic. This is one of the lively social halls in Lin'an City. In the inn lobby called "Sihai Club", many famous scholars and scholars who came here are still gathered. In front of Sihai Club is a brothel. Even in the windows above the brothel, some people listen to music while paying attention to the situation below.

Finally, a carriage came in from the street and stopped in front of the door of Sihai Club. Long Qifei, who was thin, half white in hair, but still passionate, got off the carriage. He was only over forty years old. During the more than a month of travel, he was full of worries and arrogance, making his hair whiter. But this was also the way that made everyone respect him more. After leaving the carriage, he leaned on a wooden stick and stood up with difficulty. His dark red lips were pursed, and his face was filled with anger. Everyone surrounded him. He just said nothing, bowed his hands and walked towards the inn.

Sending troops to the southwest is a complex decision that determines the direction of a country. It has no result in more than ten days. He realized that the momentum is not huge enough, and it is not enough to prompt adults such as Lord Qin and Princess to make decisions. However, scholars and knowledgeable people in the capital are on their side after all, so that night, he went to Mingtang to visit Li Pin and Li Dexin who had an interview with him.

Li Dexin's newspapers now have a huge influence in Beijing, but over the years, there have been only some declarative reports on Long Qifei's return to Beijing. Long Qifei was dissatisfied with his heart, and felt that perhaps he did not respect him enough, so he came to the door in person, hoping that the other party would realize the importance of the southwest, put state affairs first, and promote the defense of the southwest public opinion.

However, Li Dexin rejected his request.

When they returned to the inn, everyone asked about the results of the discussion between the two parties. Long Qifei just walked inside and waited until he passed through the lobby before he put the wooden staff on the ground. After a moment, he said: "Li Dexin... a person who seeks fame and reputation..."

The words were angry, but they were loud and loud. Everyone in the hall was stunned for a moment, and then began to talk in a low voice. Someone caught up and continued to ask. Long Qifei stopped talking and went back to the other end of the room. When he returned to the room, Lu Guoer, a famous prostitute who came to Beijing, came to comfort him. He was silent and did not speak, his eyes became more and more red.

"Master, this is the list of the adults who have submitted the post today...Master, the matter in the world is very difficult. Don't hurt your body for these people..."

Lu Guoer was also a woman who had seen many things. After talking and comforting her for a while, Long Qifei waved her hand: "You don't understand, you don't understand..."

There are some things he would not say to the woman around him. Li Pin’s conversation with him today was awkward, and some things he said too much, which made Long Qifei feel palpitations. Since he returned to Beijing, everyone regarded him as the leader he expected, but this was also due to the situation in the southwest. If the court really could not get the southwest back in the actual sense, what is the meaning of his opinion leader?

Li Pin was seeking fame and reputation. At the beginning, he said how to be different from Ning Yi. Dai Tian, ​​who was too high in his position because the devil was too high, but now he was pretending to be a slow plan. In addition... the officials in the court were not things, including Qin Huizhi! He encouraged himself to go to the southwest and tried his best to deal with the Chinese army. Now, he has done his best to capture the envoys of the Chinese army and incite the Mangshan Ni tribe for a lifetime... He can't push the whole country to encircle and leave, how can he leave?

The saint is despised. The saint's words are spoken thoroughly. He listened to the indignation and discussion that still came from outside... The court is mediocre, and only himself, working hard for the country... After thinking about this for a moment, he calmed down and began to look through the famous posts sent. When he saw one of them, he hesitated for a moment, put it down, and then picked it up soon after.

"...This person seems to be under the disciple of Mr. Zhao." Lu Guoer whispered beside him. Long Qifei pressed the name and knocked his fingers.

After a while, he said, "A gentleman is not a member of his party, so how can he not a disciple?"

The name on the invitation was Yan Huan, but his official position was not high, but he was a disciple of the left prime minister Zhao Ding. Zhao Ding was said to be incompatible with Qin Hui.

"...I have seen this article written by Lord Yan before, and I am upright... Maybe I can see it." Long Qifei sighed and said.

The whimpering sound of the night wind came outside the window.

The blowing night wind went one thousand and fifteen hundred miles north, and the cold wind that blew over the city wall was blowing the flames in the night. The continuous bombardment of the north wall of Daming Mansion smashed a gap in a city wall. Below the gap, the bodies, gravels, and soil constantly transported by the army during the attack formed an inclined slope along the wall. Under the urging of the Jurchens, soldiers outside the city shouted and launched a tide-like attack on the gap.

On the city wall, the artillery pushed in attacked outside the city. The shells passed through the crowd, bringing splashing flesh, bows, tinder oil, and rolling wood... As long as the defense method can be used, it gathered fiercely inside and outside the gap. On the positions outside the city, stone casters were still firing continuously, throwing huge stones toward this high wall.

"Call the artillery here... Everyone! The city is there, the city is dead, I will die." Wang Shanyue wore a white scarf and roared in a hoarse voice in the night. His body was already covered in blood. The people around him shouted loudly and then pressed towards the gap of the high wall.

Daming Mansion is a strong city built for garrison. The thickness of the entire exterior wall is several feet wide. Immature artillery cannot affect such walls. Instead, the stone casting tools have some effect. The cannons bombarded outside the city can create a huge defensive advantage. Even so, for more than a month, the enemies who have climbed the city several times still need to fill it with a large amount of life. Wang Shanyue led the team to rush forward several times...

There was still such a fierce battle this night. At one moment, something cold fell from the sky. It was the small ice particles before the snow was approaching. Soon, it raked over the entire world. Countless fire lights in the city were extinguished. After a while, the battle in the dark finally stopped. The people on the city wall were able to survive. On one hand, they began to clear the soil slopes and on the other hand, they began to strengthen and raise the city wall.

Behind the siege camp, Wanyan Chang looked at everything in the dark under a large umbrella, his eyes were also cold. He did not inspire his elite soldiers to seize this rare gap. After he withdrew the troops, he asked the craftsmen to repair the stone-towed equipment. When he left, he threw down his order.

"Don't be idle, keep throwing the body into me!"

Tens of miles south. The long flag symbolizes an army of hundreds of thousands of tons. In the past days, they began to cross the Yellow River one after another. Wushu led the pioneer to cross the river first. Looking back, the Yellow River was surging, and the smoke of Daming Mansion could no longer be seen. But he believed that soon, everything in the city would disappear in the turn of attacks led by Wanyan Chang and hundreds of thousands of Han soldiers.

In front of the army was a ruined land that had been vacant not long ago. In addition to corpses and plagues, what is now raging on this land is a team of refugees collectively known as "hungry ghosts".

Even the Jurchen army or the pseudo-Qi troops that were once stationed south of the Yellow River can only rely on the strong city to garrison. Most of the small-scale cities have been knocked open by refugees. The people in the city have lost everything and can only choose to survive by plundering and wandering. Many places have been gnawed all over. People who died of eating Guanyin soil have their skin and bones, but their belly has become round and rotten in the wild.

These people who have lost their homes, lost everything, and now can only rely on plunder to survive. Now there are millions of people on this land south of the Yellow River, and no stroke can accurately describe their experience.

Fortunately, winter has arrived, and beggars cannot survive the winter. When the heavy snow comes, the millions of refugees will die one after another...8)
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