Following.

Morning.

Today's weather looks a little better, there is no snow in the sky, but the cloudy sky is cloudy, there is no sunlight at all, and from time to time there is a chilling cold wind blowing, which makes people shudder.

Mu Jing's body has been much better, although he has been a little panicked gnawing on the bark in the past few days, but the main reason is that he has not adapted to it, and now he has almost adapted to it, and his body has naturally recovered a lot.

Although he is only a twelve-year-old boy with a beautiful face, he has inherited his father Mushan's military general genes, and his skeleton is still very tall, and his father Mushan taught him to practice martial arts since he was a child, he is only twelve years old, and he can also fight on horseback.

At this time, Mu Jing squatted next to a ravine in the back mountain, looking at the people on the mountain, dragging their families, digging wild vegetables, digging tree bark, and picking them back as long as they could eat on the mountain, this was the first time he saw that the ancient poverty was very cold.

"I didn't bother to look at how many shark fin abalone were placed in front of me, but now I can only look at these wild vegetable bark in a daze!"

He looked up to the sky and was speechless, and sighed: "How should I live this day!" ”

"Don't be in charge, this is the wild fruit we just picked back, you fill your stomach first!"

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy Lang Xing hurriedly walked over from a distance, with a knife pinned to his waist, a bow on his back, and a few wild fruits in both hands.

This young Mujing also knows.

Lei Hu, fifteen years old, burly, as his name suggests, even if he is a tiger, his father is Lei Gong, Lei Gong has a short temper, but his combat effectiveness is very strong, and he is known as the strongest general on Mushroom Mountain after Mushan.

"Brother Huzi!"

Mu Jing stood up, took a wild fruit, took a bite, it was sour, but it was better than eating the bark, he asked, "Where did you pick this wild fruit?" ”

The surrounding hillsides are empty, and some wild fruits have already been removed, so it is good to have wild vegetable bark to fill your stomach.

"Over the hill!"

Lei Hu had a stupid face, and he scratched his head and pointed to the north of Mushroom Mountain.

"Over there? At least a dozen miles away, you already went to pick it up last night? ”

Mu Jing looked up and saw that there were some distant mountain shadows in the distance, at least a dozen miles away from the Mushroom Mountain, so that the weather, at least last night, could pick wild fruits and rush back at this time.

"My dad said that the young master was sick!"

Lei Hu said with some shame: "Let me go hunting in the mountains, ready to hunt a pheasant or some prey to replenish the body of the young master, but I walked more than ten miles, and I didn't see the prey, only found this!" ”

Mu Jing may have been cold to the bones before, and the high fever did not go away, and it took four or five days to burn, so the young man who was a little sad was killed, and then the herding dragon and the dove occupied the magpie's nest and became a new herding scene.

"Brother Huzi, why are you so good to me?" Mu Jing asked softly.

"Because you're a young master!"

Lei Hu said as a matter of course.

"Less in charge?"

Mu Jing looked at the simple Thunder Tiger and smiled.

When he first arrived in this era, he was such a cautious person, so he naturally wanted to understand the environment in which he was currently living, and these days he had learned about the situation of Mushroom Mountain from an all-round mode.

Whether the people on Mushroom Mountain or the young and strong, in fact, they are basically the remnants of the Nanyang Yellow Turbans, the so-called remnants are the people who should have died but did not die cleanly, but in the final analysis, they are all Yellow Turban Army, and they are the anti-thieves of the imperial court, so even if they survive, they have been chased by the imperial court soldiers and horses.

So he fled to Mushroom Mountain, became the king of the mountain, under the leadership of Mushan, he lived by robbery for the past two years, and he was more or less able to survive, but this year was particularly cold, and he was ambushed by Nanyang Taishou Zhang Shi once, and there were many dead and wounded, and he was not able to reserve enough food for the winter.

Speaking of Mountain King Mushan, his father, who is not an ordinary person, is at least a well-known thief in Nanyang County.

In the Yellow Turban Uprising, Nanyang County was a main war area, and the leader of the Nanyang Yellow Turban was Zhang Mancheng.

Zhang Mancheng is a great figure, one of the six Yellow Turbans, in the Yellow Turban Army, he can be regarded as the leader of the Yellow Turban Army, second only to the great sage and good teacher Zhang Jiao, leading the Nanyang Yellow Turban, leading hundreds of thousands of troops, killing the Nanyang County Guard, and occupying Wancheng.

Zhang Mancheng has five major generals under his command, Zhao Hong, Han Zhong, Sun Xia, Sun Zhong, and Mu Shan.

Nanyang Yellow Turban relative to the entire Yellow Turban Army, is an independent army, under the sole command of Zhang Mancheng, although the great sage and good teacher as the spiritual pillar, but outsiders can not intervene in the command of the military power, Zhang Mancheng died in Wancheng, his subordinates began to split.

Zhao Hong is the deputy marshal, after Zhang Mancheng's death, he was the largest, leading more than 100,000 troops, but Zhao Zhong and Sun Xia did not obey him, and the three of them each led the military power and ruled Wancheng together, but not long after, they were broken through Wancheng by the Han army outside because of the civil war, and the three of them died.

Although Sun Zhong was the logistics steward of the Nanyang Yellow Turban, when Wancheng was breached, he was not spared and died on the spot.

Only Mushan, because of Zhang Mancheng's defeat, was unwilling to fight for military power, so he led eight thousand, away to Wuyin, when Wancheng was breached, he escaped with his life, but then eight thousand soldiers and horses were also in the continuous escape, exhausted, tightly defeated soldiers, and more than 1,000 yellow turbans, old and weak women and children, escaped from the mushroom mountain, which can be regarded as having a foothold.

Mushroom Mountain is not a dangerous place, but it is expensive under the principle of secrecy and darkness under the lamp, and many people did not expect that there would be a group of yellow turban thieves hiding on Mushroom Mountain.

Their secrecy has also been good over the years.

Nanyang Taishou Zhang Shi sent troops to suppress thieves many times, but he could only fight an ambush and never found their lair.

What surprised Mu Jing was that the people on the mountain were more protective and respectful of Mu Shan, the big master, and they obeyed his orders, and Lei Hu's attitude towards himself as a young master has explained the problem, which is also the reason why Mushroom Mountain has been standing tall all these years, and they are united.

"Brother Huzi, do you know how much grain there is still on the mountain?" Mu Jing bit the wild fruit and asked.

"Young master, where is there food, the granaries are empty, people are starving to death every day on the mountain, Uncle Cheng has gone to Runan to ask for food!"

Lei Hu said with some interest: "But I heard my father say that I may have to go to war in the past two days, and I want to fight Wuyin, as long as we defeat Wuyin City, we will have food, I am fifteen years old this year, and my father has approved that I can go to the battlefield with him!" ”

"Attack Wuyin City?"

Mu Jing frowned, the young man on the mountain is in his early 300s, and he can be a soldier, but if he wants to attack the big city of Wuyin, it is unlikely.

According to what he knows these days, Wuyin is a large county town in Nanyang County, with high city walls, and county soldiers in the city.

……

Two days later.

Mushroom Mountain.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the wind is getting colder and colder, and on the peaks where the cold and ice and snow are blended, everyone is shivering with cold, hungry and panicking, and they are still alive in trembling.

Martyr's Hall.

The atmosphere in the room was gloomy.

Mu Shan knelt on top of the head, his face was like water, the centipede-like scar on his face was extremely hideous, and his deep voice echoed in the room: "Zideng has no news yet?" ”

Although they are in Nanyang, they are not far from Runan at all.

One day's journey is enough to make a trip, and two days is enough time to make a round trip.

"Big boss, now in the cold winter and snowy weather, it is cold and freezing everywhere, and it was originally a day's journey, at least a day and a half away, without three days, it is impossible to have a round trip!"

The older middle-aged Zhang Gu replied: "If Liu Bi deliberately makes things difficult, it will take at least four or five days!" ”

"But we can't wait now!"

Zhao Ping's voice trembled coldly: "From yesterday to today, three old people have starved to death on the mountain, in this way, not to mention the old and weak women and children, even if we are strong, we can't hold it up, and we will all starve to death if we can't support it in a few days!" ”

"Big boss, let's dance yin!"

Lei Gong looked at Mu Shan and said loudly: "We can't hesitate any longer, hesitate for two more days, I'm afraid we don't even have the ability to fight Wuyin, the soldiers are dizzy and hungry, how can they have the ability to fight!" ”

"Big boss, this time I agree with Lei Gong's statement!"

Zhang Gu is usually very calm, but now the mushroom mountain is exhausted.

"Good!"

Mu Shan clenched his fists, a flame was burning in the tiger's eyes, and he slowly stood up: "We don't wait, if we want food, we have to rely on our own lives to exchange, Lei Gong, you go to beat the drum immediately, and order the men over fifteen years old and under fifty years old on the mountain to prepare to gather!" ”

"No!" Lei Gong gave up his hand.

"Zhang Gu!"

"In!"

"No matter what method you use, to prepare a meal, you must let the soldiers who go out to fight to be full, only the soldiers who are full of food can have the strength to attack the city!"

"Good!" Zhang Gu nodded.

"Zhao Ping!"

"In!"

"Go to the treasury and pick up weapons, all weapons are taken out, they can be used, they can't be used, they are all used!"

Mu Shan's tall body stood like a mountain, his eyes looked into the distance, and he said coldly and decisively: "We must be like the overlord of Western Chu, fight against the water, and if we don't succeed, we will become benevolent!" ”