Taking a breath of cold air, Zhao Xingde only felt that his chest and back were cold, and before setting off, he ate an egg and two steamed buns with horse meat, which was less than an hour and a half, and he was already hungry, the cotton robe and bear skin were frozen, his hands and feet almost lost his senses, and he was crawling in the snow, he only felt that the cold air rose from the ground one by one, almost freezing himself into a popsicle.

As soon as he thought of the egg and the nest, Zhao Xingde was full of guilt, in the Han army cottage, the little girl almost trembled and held the most precious food in front of him, Zhao Xingde seemed to see her swallow a mouthful of water, and then ran away quickly. He broke off a piece of the nest and went to the kitchen to give her a little, but found several women and children in the village drinking the soup with the bark and grass roots. They said that they would not eat Zhao Xingde's things, it was good for women to have grass root bark, now is the coldest time in winter, and the bark in the deep mountains cannot be peeled off, and now these are still saved some time ago.

In winter, the hungry Han army could hardly take down any Khitan camp, and the concentrated Han army was the best target for the Khitan cavalry. The Khitans hid in the strong camps, the hot kang was burning, and the large pieces of meat and large bowls of wine would not come out at all, while the Han army could only take a few women and children to boil in the deep mountains and old forests.

"My lord, can your artillery really open the Khitan Village?" Those big eyes seemed to be flickering in front of his eyes all the time, and the immature voice would still be in his ears, "Really? On more than one occasion, Zhao Xingde assured Wang Hengzhi, the leader of the Han army, that as long as the artillery from the sea arrived, they would be able to capture the Khitan stockade. In winter, a large amount of grain, grass and livestock were hoarded in the Khitan people's stockades, and the other Han people, Bohai people, and Wuguo people only had a little thing to maintain their own immortality. The Han army was eager to see through Zhao Xingde's artillery, and almost every day a different person had to ask this question.

One day, Wang Tongdeng didn't know whether he was annoyed by the question, or he couldn't stand being suffocated in this village, so he scolded in a low voice: "The Khitans are there, and you won't fight yourself, shrinking turtles." ”

All the Han troops stopped talking, and Wang Hengzhi, the big boss, had a red face, a white face, and a blue face, so there was a sneak attack on the Khitan Village. Zhao Xingde knew that because he starved to death a lot of war horses, and horse meat was taken as food again, Wang Tongdeng had been holding back a lot of anger in his heart, but he still severely reprimanded Wang Tongdeng, warning him to provoke the contradiction between the two armies like this, and he would unceremoniously kick him back to the Xia Kingdom. Then, Zhao Xingde went to dissuade Wang Hengzhi from taking the risk of attacking, but Wang Hengzhi refused.

"Our Han army can also fight, not a turtle cowering in the mountains." Wang Hengzhi replied with a pale face while wiping his iron knife, obviously he cared about Wang Tongdeng's words. Zhao Xingde went to Xu Detai, the third master of the military division, hoping that he would persuade Wang Hengzhi not to act rashly, but Xu Detai said something else.

"It is better to die of war than to starve and die of cold." Xu Detai's face was withered, but it was very consistent with the image of the military advisor in the play, but unfortunately it was not because he had the talent to go through the heavens and latitudes, but because he was hungry, the arrival of the Chengying battalion increased the burden of the camp, and the Han army had tried to provide the best food and shelter for these soldiers representing the Xia Kingdom, but they themselves ate the least and simplest things.

"Maintain our strength and save it for when it's more useful." Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice, he didn't expect Xu Detai to be like this.

"Is there any other time when it works?" Xu Detai smiled coldly, his right hand was missing a finger, and he pulled out a dagger from the boot and stuck it on the table, "If you fight one Khitan, there will be one less." ”

Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice: "I don't agree to sacrifice the lives of soldiers in vain. ”

"Then we'll do it ourselves!" Wang Heng pushed the door open and came in, he slammed his helmet on the table, "Let me show you how the Han army fights." In the end, Zhao Xingde agreed, and took the Chengying Battalion with him to attack the nearest Khitan village, the Evil Tiger Village.

In this way, more than 2,000 ragged Han soldiers and 700 well-dressed and high-morale Chengying soldiers set out from the cottage, passed through knee-deep snow and dense forests, and sneaked near the Khitan camp. The Han army cut timber in the distant woods behind them and tied them into rudimentary ladders.

According to Pu Tieyan, the second leader of the cottage, there are more than 1,000 Khitan households in the village, nearly 2,000 cavalry, and there is "inexhaustible" grain and "inexhaustible" wine. Because the Han people couldn't get close to this village at all, Zhao Xingde even suspected that what he said was imagination. Zhao Xingde suggested luring the enemy to attack, and then he used Chengying's cavalry to intercept the enemy, but was ridiculed by Wang Hengzhi, the Khitans are not fools, in winter, the Khitans in this kind of small village will never come out. It's cold, there is food and drink, and whoever comes out is a fool.

The wall of the Khitan people is not high, five feet of rammed earth, five feet of densely arranged wooden piles, there are battlements on the wooden piles, and there are arrow towers every other section. The province of Tokyo was dotted with Han Chinese, Bohai people, Five Kingdoms, Jurchens and many other races, and most of the Khitans were garrisons, maintaining the rule of the Liao State and looting the local wealth.

Looking at the civil wall that was only about a zhang away, it was like a moat in a flat snowfield, if there was artillery, Zhao Xingde sighed, and his stomach rumbled a few times. The voice seemed to be contagious, and Wang Tongdeng, Du Fujiao, and Jian Cheng cooed one after another.

Tong Yunjie, the fourth master, turned his head and smiled at Zhao Xingde, he was a man from Liao before he went up the mountain, Tong Yunjie took out a handful of fried noodles from his arms and handed it to Zhao Xingde, signaling him to eat it with the snow, pad his stomach, Tong Yunjie's cheeks were thin, his eyes were very deep, Zhao Xingde couldn't bear to brush off his kindness, and carefully took out a ball of clean snow, mixed it with fried noodles, and swallowed it in a big gulp. The unpolished shell was hard and loose, and his throat itched, and he retched twice almost reflexively. Zhao Xingde hurriedly forced himself to swallow the cold snow and fried noodles. I only felt a stream of cold stuff directly into my stomach, as if my stomach was frozen into a ball. Now it's freezing outside, and it's a cloud of snow inside, frozen through, and my teeth can't help but rattle.

Tong Yunjie didn't see it with his face facing forward, but Pu Tieyan in the back snorted coldly, these Xia State soldiers, although martial arts are okay, they are delicate and expensive, if there is no Han army, I am afraid that they will not survive a winter in the dense forests of Liaodong. Since the arrival of the Chengying Battalion, even the rations of Wang Hengzhi, the big boss of the village, have been reduced, and they are still making irresponsible remarks. If it weren't for the sake of fighting for a breath in front of these outsiders, proving that the Han army could still fight, it was not a hungry people who could only hide in the mountains, and there would be no battle today, more than 2,000 brothers, I don't know how many I could go back?

As the sky gradually dusk, torches were lit on the wall of the Khitan people, and the heads of people could be faintly seen shaking under the firelight, which was the best target of the Han army. "It's time," Wang Hengzhi's eyes flashed with excitement, and he waved his hand to let the second leader Pu Tieyan lead two hundred forwards, crawl through the snow, and use bows and arrows to destroy the Khitan soldiers defending on the wall, and the fourth leader Tong Yunjie led four hundred people to drag twenty ladders to lie behind. Once the ladder was set up, Wang Hengzhi himself began to rob the village with more than 1,000 people.

"General Zhao's people came from afar, and they are the guests of the eldest lady, so they can't afford to lose it, so let us Liaodong Han people do it." Wang Hengzhi blocked Zhao Xingde's questions with a straight sentence, and turned his head to watch the situation on the battlefield again.

"My lord, what shall we do?" Unexpectedly, when he arrived on the battlefield but had no chance to play, Wang Tongdeng couldn't help but be a little anxious.

"You want to go up?" Zhao Xingde looked at the evil tiger village built in the flat land of the valley, the snow around it was extremely deep, if he couldn't sneak up on it quietly, with the snail-like speed of the Han army moving in the snow, it would be a living arrow target.

Several leaders of the Han army were busy making the final agitation to their subordinates, and to put it simply, it was nothing more than "open the Khitan village, eat and eat, and drink and drink." "Let's not think about anything, it's one Khitan to spell out." "The guests of the eldest lady are watching from behind, and they are still planting, don't lose the people in the Han military camp."

The cold wind blew away these low, simple words, but the blood began to burn silently from the deepest part of the body, and the emaciated Han army began to eat the little food they carried, rubbing their hands and feet with each other, trying to regain a little vitality before attacking the enemy. Zhao Xingde took a deep breath of air that seemed to freeze, and the tingling sensation in his chest and lungs made his numb body regain consciousness.