Although the instigation is all sent from Xuzhou, but most of his logistics supply depends on the supply of Zhongshu Province, and here is the neighboring Jining Mansion, Dongping Mansion, Jinan Road, Yidu Road, Zilai Road and other places as the most, but the local grain and grass in Henan are assigned to the soldiers and horses in the tower. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

These roads are the so-called hinterland, since the rebellion of Li Pu, the tax has been worse than elsewhere, and this year it has caught up with the army, and it is necessary to conscript the army, the people have already complained, but they have to endure it again and again, for fear of being targeted by the Yuan people, it will really be ruined.

Similar high-pressure policies have lasted for 11 years, and the common people have almost become accustomed to it, as long as there is food to eat, no one wants to do that headless job, in order to support this war, the people of Zhulu in Shandong have to take out the few grains they have at home, and they have to send people to the front line.

On the official road from Jining to Xuzhou, a long convoy is trekking hard, the wind and snow weather makes the road very difficult, and the Yuan people who escort the car are urging urgently, and they will be whipped if they are not careful, but even so, the speed is still not fast, and they are more and more irritable.

"Uncle, do you think we can get there on time?" When a few of the Yuan people in the escort team ran to the back, a young man glanced at them and asked in a low voice.

"It's hard to say, it's three days late, even if you don't sleep, you may not be able to get over on time." When he asked, he was a bearded man, tall and long-armed, but his face was worried.

"How can that be good, I also promised my mother to go home for the New Year."

The young man's words made him stunned, and the strength in his hands suddenly decreased, and it would take more than half a month for the New Year, but even if they arrived at the front line on time, could they still be put back? Dahan looked at the innocence of the young man's face, and couldn't bear to pierce his fantasies, but he couldn't suppress the sourness, and suddenly went straight to his heart, why didn't he want to go home and spend the New Year with his wife and children.

It was snowing heavily, and the earth was white, and it was difficult to distinguish the direction, so they could only follow a general direction, and they rushed forward desperately, and the people in this team did not know, and the hope of arriving on time was very slim, and no one dared to think about what would happen in the end.

"Smack!" There was a sound on the ground, and the pain from his body interrupted the big man's thoughts, and before he could come back to his senses, a whip shadow rushed again, and he instinctively flashed, and the whip fell beside him, hitting the snow, and bounced up a piece of white foam.

"Kill endless thieves and birds, lazy and slippery, causing grandpa to eat and hang, if you miss the travel period, Lao Tzu will kill you first, the dog, and you." The angry scolding and the whip sounded at the same time, and the Yuanren official, who couldn't turn around, was even more annoyed when he saw that he dared to dodge, and pulled the whip and whipped it violently.

"Who are you scolding?" The long whip was caught, not only could not be pulled, but was pulled by the other party at once, stumbling straight forward, not waiting to see clearly, tripped by something under his feet, and fell to the ground in the snow with a "plop".

The sudden change made the people in the convoy stop, and the big man in question realized that he didn't know when there were a few more people around him, and these people looked no different from them, all dressed as porters, and the one headed by the one had a burning eye, pulling the whip with one hand, stepping on the official's head with one foot, and slowly squatting down.

"For the tiger, dare to scold, who doesn't know that this trip is dead or alive, and the people here can't go back, since the beginning of the war, the people who were requisitioned by you, but one of them has been put back?"

When the people who drove the car heard his words, they all remembered that the person was right, the Yuan people had been levied more than once in Shandong, but as long as the people who were sent out, they had never gone back, and some doubts were usually pressed in their hearts, and at this moment they were suddenly mentioned, and it suddenly became the most concerned issue for everyone, and they put down the cart in their hands and surrounded them.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, do you want to rebel?" The official's head was pressed tightly, and his speech was very wasteful, sounding intermittent.

"Rebellion?" The man smiled contemptuously, let go of his feet and stood up: "Failure is death, going into battle is death, and rebellion is only death at most." ”

He glanced at the group of people around him, and continued in an unhurried tone: "Their army has fallen into the Song people, and if there is no food, it will be defeated. Let's see if they give it. ”

After saying that, he let go and threw the whip to the ground, squeezed through the crowd, walked straight to the side of the road, turned over and stepped on a horse, and the people saw clearly that there was more than one person coming, and that it was a seemingly young man who was surrounded by these people, who was looking at all this with a pair of heroic eyes.

"Don't listen to him, rebellion, that will bring disaster to the family." The official who had fallen to the ground was suddenly freed, and quickly got up, jumping to his feet and shouting, his voice so harsh in the wind and snow.

"People are right, it's a death to go, let's not leave, give up these Laoshzi, and go home for the New Year."

The big man, who had been whipped by the official, raised his arms and shouted, it seemed that he had some prestige among this group of people, and all the people slowly woke up from their fear, followed him, and surrounded the official.

"What do you want to do?" In the snowstorm, all that answered him was one after another fists and kicks and roars.

After the impulse, he was at a loss, and when he killed the official, all the people were stunned, looking at the corpse on the ground, no one knew what to do next, where to go, the big man at the head turned around and looked at the group of uninvited guests who stayed out of the matter and kept an eye on them at any time.

"Rebellion is not necessarily death." The young man had a very nice voice, crisp like ice ballast on a tree rolling down to the ground: "Take this grain, go east, someone will pick you up, the Yuan people can't jump for a few days, pick up the knife and gun to work with them, and it is definitely not you who can't survive." ”

"Dare to ask who the hero is?" Dahan learned from the practice of the rivers and lakes and hugged his fist.

"Remember, we are in charge" The group urged the horses, galloped past them, and stepped into the wind and snow without stopping, only to be faintly blown back by the wind.

"Red Lady!"