Chapter 659

Taoist Qingsong's fortune-telling is indeed the kind of person who does not vomit, but in fact, he also knows that the things he calculates cannot be good words. Life has ups and downs, how can everything go well, especially some words, even if Taoist Qingsong has lived for so many years Occasionally, he would express it in a more embellished way, but it was still very cruel, so he was always prepared to be scolded or even beaten, but Du Changsheng did not lose his composure in the end, which made Taoist Qingsong treat Du Changsheng even more Highly read one point.

Thinking about Du Changsheng's special identity, special and vague appearance, it is still quite a sense of accomplishment for Taoist Qingsong to calculate the entanglement of fate through divination.

So when Du Changsheng was sulking and calming down alone in the school grounds, Taoist Qingsong felt refreshed, and went back to the tent arranged for him to rest contentedly. As for the issue of war, Dazhen is now the defender, so it is not appropriate to move too much , There will be arrangements by the lieutenant general.

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Qizhou in winter is relatively cold. On the eve of the New Year's Eve, the whole area of ​​Qizhou in the north was covered with heavy snow. Before nightfall, the falling snow had covered most of the places that could fall.

Along the Qilinguan city wall built by the mountain pass, Yin Zhong was patrolling the defense. It was cold these days and the New Year was approaching, so both sides in the war intended to reduce their activities.

Yin Zhong walked past the city, and many soldiers would salute him along the way.

"General!" "General!"

Familiar or unfamiliar soldiers saluted and greeted them all, and Yin Zhong nodded to them one by one. Seeing that many of them had cold hands and faces flushed, he couldn't help asking the captain next to him.

"Are warm clothes enough?"

"Returning to the general, after the winter in Qizhou, it is freezing cold, and the cold-proof supplies are the most important in the army. The rear has already supervised and delivered them. Every sergeant has warm clothes inside and outside, as well as their own coir raincoats, charcoal, etc. Everything is complete."

Yin nodded emphatically, and looked outside Qilin Pass, whether it was forest vegetation or wild flat land, they were all covered in a layer of snow-white.

"General, our army has all the supplies, but our hands and feet are shaking from the cold, and the Zuyue thieves are in turmoil in the country. Even if we forcefully reunify the rear because of the war, the supplies must be insufficient..."

Yin Zhong raised his hand to signal that he didn't need to talk any more, and shook his head.

"According to Tanma's report, the current size of the enemy's army is said to be in the millions. Excluding exaggerated words and auxiliary military servicemen, there are not a few soldiers who can fight. With so many people, they can do anything in this day. , the people of Qizhou, who have already been looted by bandit soldiers, are afraid that they will suffer again..."

Although Yin Zhong is a military commander now, he was born in the Yin family after all, and his vision is not comparable to that of ordinary young soldiers who joined the army. If even the recruits in Dazhen's army who just came out of the training camp were well-trained and disciplined, then Zu Yue would be a group of ferocious soldiers full of wolves and bandits, seven out of ten might be ruffians.

Zuyue's army lacked supplies, and they were either fighting each other or robbing the people of Qizhou. If the persimmons were soft, not only Yin Zhong knew what would happen, but also many sensible people.

The facts are similar to what Yin Zhong thought. The army of the Zuyue Kingdom formed a camp with a scale of 30,000 to 50,000 people. In the Qizhou area outside Qilin Pass, the camping area alone stretches for more than 300 miles. Towns and even villages in Qizhou, which are a little closer, suffered great disasters.

Especially in some villages and towns, the big cities are better. After all, the Zuyue Kingdom is now dreaming of expanding its territory, so it will not be too decisive, and those villages and towns are completely lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Jianqiu Mansion north of Qilin Pass is the main station of one of the main forces of the Zuyue Army. On the day of the New Year's Eve, a general in the army said that the soldiers should have a good year, and took advantage of the situation to relax the recent control Many fervent Zuyue soldiers rushed to nearby counties and villages.

This year is bad luck for the people of Qizhou. Usually, everyone dare not go out to buy too many things, but today is the New Year's Eve, so you don't need to buy firecrackers. You must prepare a decent reunion dinner. Fortunately, I can find acquaintances to write a Spring Festival couplet or something, and some people also want to go to temples and other places to pray for blessings, pray that the bandits will not come, and pray that Master Dazhen will defeat the bandits as soon as possible.

The original county lieutenant and most of the county guards and soldiers in Luozhu County had already died when Zuyue's army attacked. Originally, military control would be implemented on the day the city was destroyed, and the county magistrate was alone with the city. Zhibing negotiated an agreement to temporarily secure peace, but now the county is in an undefended state, and order is maintained by the prestige of the county magistrate, the few remaining government servants, and the self-consciousness of the people.

At the gate of the city, a few vegetable farmers were about to enter the city with baskets. During this period of time, everyone was afraid to go out. Today, on New Year’s Eve, some people couldn’t resist doing business, selling some stored radishes and other vegetables, and wanted to exchange some meat for their return. Home.

Before the peasants entered the city, they suddenly heard a noise from behind. After looking back to the distance, they were puzzled for a while, and then a panic expression gradually appeared on their faces. It was the dust raised by the army.

"Thieves, bandit soldiers, here they come again!"

"Run, run!" "Hey, don't go out, we will be shot to death by bandit soldiers if we walk like this in an open area!"

"The one that enters the city, let's go!"

Several farmers rushed towards the city with their shoulder poles. Some of them simply gave up their baskets and cabbages, so they took out a pole and ran as hard as they could. When they entered the city, they shouted.

"The bandit soldiers are coming~~~The bandit soldiers are coming again~~~~~"

"Huh?" "Father!"

"The thieves are coming?" "Hurry up, go home!"

"Run, the bandits are coming again!"

"Ah..." "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow

The people in the city were in a state of panic, terrified shouts and children's cries intertwined, the crowd fled in all directions like headless chickens, some people ran directly to their homes, while others were a little dazed, rushing towards seemingly secluded and remote places, There are also children who are separated from adults and just cry on the spot.

With a "bang", a child was knocked down by a panicked person, and fell directly to the door of a shop next to the street. The shop owner over there was locking the door, and the man who knocked down the child just looked back at the child, and continued to look at the child. Run away.

"Woo... woo... woo woo... Mother, mother..."

A farmer with a gray beard saw the boy and rushed to help him up.

"Oh, whose child? Where's the adult? Where's the adult? Child, where are your parents? Don't keep crying, don't cry! Oops!"

The old farmer couldn't care less, took the child's hand and hurried to the depths of the city, and a dozen breaths after they left, a woman ran to the chaotic street with a pale face and shouted for the child, and was surrounded by The people fled to other places together.

Such situations are not uncommon, and they are just a microcosm of the chaotic scene in the county. People instinctively realize that disaster is approaching.

"Flick bang bang bang bang..." "Back bang bang..."

The sound of horseshoes and chaotic footsteps finally spread to the gate of the county seat. The gate was closed halfway. I don’t know who was planning to close the gate just now. Halfway through, they gave up and escaped. The cold wind blows a few bamboo baskets rolling on the street, and the city is silent. If the Zuyue soldiers hadn't heard the noisy and frantic shouts in the city just from a long distance, they might have thought it was an empty city.

A middle-aged man in an official robe, a square black gauze hat, and a sword on his waist, walked step by step from the end of the street, his steps were steady, and his expression was calm with anger.

The sergeant led by Zu Yuebing rode his horse and led his soldiers into the city. Seeing this man approaching from a distance, he narrowed his eyes and raised his hand. Even if the soldiers in the rear became agitated, the meeting had to gradually stop. The meeting had not started yet, and they could still hold back their hearts and would not openly disobey the order of the forward.

Facing the cold wind, the man in the official robe walked up to the officer's horse step by step, raised his hands and saluted slightly.

"I am the county magistrate of Luozhu County. Your army has already said that it will be safe in Baozhu County. The general mobilized his troops to come here today. Could it be that he wants to break the contract?"

The one on top of the army horse is just a school lieutenant, but he likes to hear others call him general, so he said with a smile on his face at the moment.

"Oh? Your magistrate, since we have made an agreement, we will naturally abide by it... But, didn't you say that no one is allowed to be equipped with weapons? What is the magistrate's waist?"

Hearing that the captain said that he would keep the promise and not break the promise, there was a commotion among the soldiers in the rear. The captain turned his head and glanced to the rear, and the commotion subsided.

The county magistrate looked serious.

"The Scholar's Sword is just an accessory. Since the general said he would keep the promise, he asked the general to leave with his troops. If there is any difficulty, please consult with me in another way, and I will try my best to help."

"Well, that's okay. Oh, by the way, I dare to ask the county magistrate, who told you that Baozhu County will be safe?"

"General Wang Chenghu in your army."

The captain nodded, smiled again, and looked back at the soldiers behind him.

"Brothers, who is General Wang Chenghu, I have never heard of it, have you heard of it?"

"No~~~" "No, hahahaha..."

"Hahahahaha..."

The captain turned his head and smiled.

"Since there is no such person, the agreement naturally does not count, hahahaha..."

The county magistrate looked ferocious and furious, pointing at the school lieutenant on the army horse and shouted angrily.

"You will not die like a rat! When my Master Dazhen comes to kill you, you will definitely wait for Lingchi—"

"Zheng~"

Before he finished speaking, the county magistrate drew his sword and slashed at the captain. He didn't intend to live here.

"Woo~~" "Dang~"

With one stroke of the captain's carbine, he easily blocked the sword swung by the county magistrate, and then sent the spear forward.

With a sound of "噗~", it pierced the county magistrate's chest and lifted it up.

"Master Dazhen? It seems that you are weak and weak."

"Brothers, if you can take it away and move it, do as you please!"

The captain flicked his spear while speaking, and threw the county magistrate to the side of the street, and then rode his horse towards the city. The surrounding soldiers shouted excitedly and rushed towards all parts of the city.

"Cough...cough...thieves...bandits..."

The county magistrate tightly clutched the hilt of his sword, and in the midst of cursing, he opened his eyes and died in despair.

An officer in armor walked up to the county magistrate with two soldiers, looked at the magistrate with stern eyes, and then looked at the sword tightly held by the other party.

The officer bent down, reached out and closed the county magistrate's eyes, and said in a low voice.

"A county magistrate who is a scholar has such a character..."