In November of the 25th year of Tai'an, there was heavy snowfall in the north of Longyou County.
The plains were covered with snow, and the vast fields were deserted, except for the howling cold wind.
In Liujiabao, the battle has ended, the soldiers are cleaning the battlefield, and corpses are being carried out one after another.
Compared with the surrounding plains, Liujiabao's terrain is generally higher, making it a more suitable place for garrisoning.
At this moment, on a roof on the south side of Liujiabao, Song Shuangquan put his hands in his sleeves and glanced at the plain in the distance.
His brows were furrowed, obviously something was on his mind.
"Master Baihu, the corpses have been moved out, why do you ask them to set fire to you because of your humble position?"
"Does this trivial matter still need to be reported?" Song Shuangquan asked angrily.
The commander-in-chief who made the report chuckled, and then shouted in the distance: "Light the fire!"
After a while, there was a fire light and the smell of grease was in the air.
"Sir, it is a good thing to capture Liujiabao. Why are you still not happy?"
Hearing his subordinates' questions, Song Shuangquan sighed: "Happy? Are you so happy? Have you forgotten our mission?"
"Before spring, the monsters within a thirty-mile radius of Liujiabao must be cleared away, so as not to delay next year's farming!"
"Right now, we just captured Liujiabao, but we are still far from completing the mission. What should we be happy about?"
The commander-in-chief laughed twice, but said nothing more.
After brushing off the snow on his armor, Song Shuangquan said in a deep voice: "Give me the order to tidy up the Liu Family Fort before dark, and build the proper defenses!"
"As you command!"
Compared with killing zombies, cleaning up the Liu Family Fort made the soldiers busier, but they were carried out in an orderly manner under the division of labor and cooperation.
Liujiabao is located in the southeast corner of Liu'an County, Liaoping Prefecture. There are rolling mountains in both directions in the southeast, making it the most remote place in Longyou.
After defeating Zhu Jinzhang, Prince Yong's Mansion began to recover various places.
With the troops being stretched thin, if there hadn't been a large amount of flat land near Liujiabao, the area would not have been recovered so quickly.
Half a day passed quickly, and Liujiabao also changed drastically.
Every part of the fort wall has been reinforced, and the dozen or so houses in the fort have been tidied up and will be used as barracks for soldiers.
Liujiabao has a land area of dozens of miles, and of course it is impossible for there to be only a dozen households. The people living in the fort are all big landowners.
The wonderful thing is that these big landowners have a lot of food in their homes, and they pay special attention to protecting the safety of food storage, so that the soldiers stationed in the country can get a lot of food.
When it was getting dark, Liujiabao had been armed, and soldiers were stationed in the three largest houses.
To be honest, living in three houses with more than a hundred people is a bit crowded, but it has to be so for safety.
Simply because the smaller the place you live, the smaller the area that needs protection.
At night, a bonfire was lit in the open space in the center of Liujiabao, and the soldiers gathered together to eat, drink, and joke. The atmosphere was relatively lively.
In the room to the north, the officers were discussing matters.
Cleaning up the dozens of miles surrounding Liujiapu is a big project, and a practical plan must be devised.
Everyone brainstormed, each made a lot of suggestions, and a plan was drawn up.
Once you have a plan, you have a goal, and you can achieve success if you implement it step by step. This makes Song Shuangquan feel a lot more relaxed.
After stopping everyone's discussion, he said: "This matter is settled, but there is only one thing that needs to be changed!"
Everyone looked at him. They had discussed it over and over just now, but they didn't know which one should be changed.
"Go out and clean up. The general flag will lead the team, and No. 30 people will go out together. Only in this way can we ensure safety!"
Everyone was stunned, and then a general flag said: "Sir, if this is the case, I'm afraid it will delay even more time!"
A group of ten people can be divided into ten groups, but a group of thirty people can only be divided into three groups, which is slightly less efficient.
"It can't be delayed for a few days. Your Majesty has made a decree before. The safety of the soldiers must be the top priority, and you should not rush ahead lightly!"
"Everyone, my decision is based on the prince's will. You don't need to say any more!"
Zhao Yanxun's decree is equivalent to iron law in the minds of officers and soldiers, and must be strictly implemented and defended at the risk of death.
This rule was set after Qin Hao's accident, and it was indeed for the safety of the soldiers.
"yes!"
Everyone accepted the order and said yes. Even if the plan is really finalized, the next step is to implement it in stages, which will definitely be a compact and dangerous journey.
Of course, executing the plan is something that comes later. Should you relax tonight?
The happy time is always short, and the time soon comes to the next day, when the cleanup plan is officially implemented.
The team of one hundred people is divided into three teams.
One team stayed behind to rest and recuperate, while the other two teams left the fort to clear out the zombies, rotating one location every three days.
Three days later in the afternoon, the suppression team appeared somewhere northwest of Liujiabao. Their mission was to destroy a bridge in front of them.
In order to wipe out the zombies in the plains, we must first cut off as many channels as possible from the outside world, and inevitably some bridges must be destroyed.
In the past three days, the two teams wandering outside did not kill too many zombies, but broke down more than 30 bridges, large and small.
"Brothers, have you seen Zhuangzi next to you? Destroy the bridge in front, let's go over and rest, sleep at night, and return tomorrow!" Zheng Chun shouted loudly.
He is the commander-in-chief of Song Shuangquan. He leads his thirty-three soldiers and is responsible for the cleanup mission in the northwest.
"Okay!" the soldiers cheered.
Fortunately, it was the middle of winter, and the zombies were "semi-hibernating" in the extremely cold weather. Otherwise, shouting loudly would attract a tide of zombies, and their team would have to finish playing.
The soldiers were as if they had been injected with chicken blood. They were more than a hundred meters away, but they rushed over in less than ten seconds.
Some are on guard, some are building "scaffolding", some are chopping with axes, and some are transporting "construction debris"...
Everyone had a clear division of labor, and it took less than ten minutes to dismantle a wooden bridge.
During this period, more than a dozen zombies were attracted, five of which were shot from a distance, and the rest died under the soldiers' fighting positions.
Standing on the slope with a knife in hand, Zheng Chun shouted loudly: "Gather!"
The soldiers who were finishing their work all took their supplies and quickly formed three rows, standing tall and tall at the foot of the slope.
With a smile on his face, Zheng Chun shouted: "Brothers..."
"Go forward to Zhuangzi and walk together..."
As soon as he finished his order, a person from the team ran out quickly, passed his companions and rushed straight to Zhuangzi in front.
"Bastard, who told you to act without permission?" Zheng Chun yelled loudly.
The various guard posts under the royal family's rule attach great importance to strict military discipline, and the formation requirements are particularly strict.
Even in a remote place like Liujiabao, all the general banners and small banners are placing special emphasis on military discipline. Who would have thought that something like this happened today.
But what's even more terrible is that after Zheng Chun scolded him, the soldiers who left the team did not return, but continued to run towards Zhuangzi ahead.
Zheng Chun's face became even more ugly, and he immediately glanced at one of the people in the team, and then scolded: "Big head Li, are these your soldiers?"
The little flag official known as Li Datou said helplessly: "Sir, Xiao Hu's home... is in the Zhuangzi in front!"
Hearing this, Zheng Chun couldn't help but be stunned and had no intention of pursuing the responsibility any further.
The other soldiers in the team were also less dissatisfied with "Xiao Hu". It is human nature to be timid near home.
Most of the soldiers present had their families destroyed after the zombie outbreak, and they have yet to go back and take a look.
"Let's go to the village to rest, be careful of monsters!"
Nowadays, the temperature is extremely low and zombies are basically in a dormant state, so the risk of entering the village is not very high.
But when everyone came closer, Xiao Hu collapsed on the ground and kept saying these things.
"It's gone, nothing is gone, it's gone..."
The cold wind was howling, the village was covered with snow, and not a single living thing could be seen.
"Father...mother..." Xiao Hu yelled, his voice full of sadness.
The cold wind howled, and in response to Xiao Hu's shouts, the soldiers stood solemnly, watching the scene in front of them quietly.
Sighing, Zheng Chun walked towards Xiao Hu and helped him up from the snow.
Zheng Chun said calmly: "Xiao Hu, cheer up, your parents are watching from the sky!"
