"What?"

Xie Bao was stunned for a moment, and then understood what the cliff meant, either they defeated hundreds of enemies under the mountain and retreated from the mountain road, or •••••• at this moment, the Jin soldiers had already attacked the mountain, Xie Bao shouted: "Clean up these dog thieves first!" After speaking, he slashed at the golden soldier at the front.

Hand-to-hand combat is the strength of special forces, and more than a dozen golden soldiers who came up one after another are lying on the mountain. At this time, a large number of golden soldiers were only a dozen steps away from them, Xie Bao took out a grenade and threw it over, and as the explosion sounded, the three of them pushed the stones down the mountain again, and this time the golden soldiers fell down in a string, and then the second attack was declared a failure.

The Jin soldiers concocted the same method, and the continuous attack on the mountain ended in failure, and the three of them were in great spirits, as long as they dragged the Jin soldiers, they would have a chance to break through at night.

At this moment, I heard a cheer from the helpless Jin soldiers under the mountain, and soon after that, I heard the hooves of the horses.

Jin Bing stood on the mountain in black pressure, Yang Sanye had already died in battle, and the scarred Xie Bao said to Xue Wuxian who was also scarred beside him: "Brother, do you regret coming to Jin Country to carry out this rescue mission?" ”

Xue Wuxian said: "No regrets!" Commander Song is the person I admire the most in this life, even if he is buried here, he has no complaints! Besides, coming to Jinguo is also my choice, I knew that there were many dangers before I came, and I regretted it at this time! ”

Xie Bao said: "Me too! If it weren't for Brother Song, I would have been a little ghost in hell a long time ago, how could I fight side by side with my brother here today! My life was saved by Brother Song, and I have no regrets about dedicating myself to the great cause of Liangshan! ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, then clasped their hands, looked at the cliff behind them and said, "In the next life, we will still be brothers, and we will follow Brother Song to Liangshanbo!" After saying that, he jumped down.

"Ahh

The man she gets along with day and night has always given her a back today, and she doesn't even want to say a word to her when she dies. Princess Cuiwen, who had just gone up the mountain, screamed and fainted, and the sweet smile in her mind slowly disappeared.

"Lord Prefect, every household in our village is like this, the wheat seems to have been sucked dry by something, like a dried corpse, only skin wrapped in bones."

On the wheat field, an old farmer chattered and explained to the prefect who came to inspect the disaster: "This disaster came inexplicably, we did not apply less fertilizer and watering in the wheat field, and served as in previous years, it stands to reason that this year should also be a bumper harvest year, but who knows that this is the situation!" ”

The prefect frowned and listened carefully, chewing a few grains of wheat in his mouth, feeling like chewing bran, his mouth was full of bitterness, and he couldn't taste the fragrance of wheat at all. He resisted the urge to spit out the chewed wheat grains and forcibly swallowed them, and immediately felt a blockage from his throat to his stomach, and his body resisted the food entering his digestive tract.

The prefect's brows furrowed even tighter, how could this make the people live? Then he and Yan asked the old farmer: "Uncle, how long can the food in your family last?" ”

The old farmer bowed slightly and said: "My lord, the surplus grain at home can be maintained for a period of time, and when the autumn crops such as grains, sweet potatoes, and rice mature, you can barely pass this year, but there will be no rice in the pot after the New Year." Alas! Natural disasters are unpredictable, I hope the autumn crops don't turn into such dried corpses, otherwise they will starve! ”

When the prefect heard this, he said: "Fellow villagers, please rest assured, the autonomous region will not watch you starve and ignore it, and when all localities summarize the disaster situation and report it, the headquarters will definitely relieve the people in various ways." The stone tablet under the apricot yellow banner of Liangshanbo is engraved with the common people are the sky, and the common people are the earth, how can the autonomous region leave the world alone? ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! A few onlookers chimed in: "The autonomous region is good to us!" ”

At this time, a young posterity said: "The wheat within a radius of more than ten miles is like this, some old people say that this year is destined to be the year of the disaster of God, the spring wheat seedlings broke the ground not long after, and the rare frost came twice in a row, and it was finally relieved, and it was this kind of dry corpse wheat." There will be demons from the sky, and there may be greater disasters waiting for us......"

"! It's just a natural disaster, how can it be related to demons? ”

The prefect suddenly said sternly: "You are blindly guessing, and you are forcibly linking things that do not exist with natural disasters, and if it spreads like this, it will cause panic among the people." The good days of the autonomous region have not come easily, and if there is chaos and outsiders take advantage of the situation, will they not be playing for the tiger? ”

The old peasant kicked the ass of the offspring and reprimanded: "You talk too much! If you don't speak, you can be bought like a dumb person? ”

Then he smiled and said, "Excuse me, my lord! Children don't know what to do, hearsay, and a few words are indiscriminate, and adults don't take it to heart. ”

"The old man is too worried, and the house is not angry, but worried. Now that some people with ulterior motives are trying every means to make the people of our autonomous region dissipated, they are in a good position to make official articles, and if we cause panic internally, wouldn't it be exactly what they want? If a natural disaster has fallen, the autonomous region will provide relief, and if a man-made disaster occurs, it will destroy the city wall. This government hopes that all the villagers will distinguish between right and wrong, do not spread rumors, do not believe rumors, do not spread rumors, and fight this disaster together with the autonomous region! ”

"Although we and other grass people have not read history books, they also know the truth that they do not forget the people who dig wells, so how can they spread rumors about the autonomous region. If it weren't for the establishment of the autonomous region by the head of the Song district, and if it weren't for the autonomous region giving us land, how could we have a good life today. Lao Er promised that the people of this village will definitely be in the same boat with the autonomous region to survive this natural disaster! The people present echoed and immediately expressed their determination.

When the prefect heard this, he said: "The government believes in the consciousness of the villagers, and also believes that the autonomous region will never stand idly by." The disaster was serious, and the government had to go to other places to investigate, and then send the investigation report to the headquarters of Liangshanbo as soon as possible. Farewell, folks! The prefect arched his hand and turned around and hurried away.

Looking at the back of the prefect, the old peasant muttered to himself: "With such an autonomous region and such a good official, how can our life be bad!" ”

Song Jiang in Liangshan Bonei couldn't help but smile bitterly after reading the report and wheat samples, this year God seems to have deliberately sprinkled disasters in the world, two frosts in the spring, a large area of wheat was frozen, and then the autonomous region organized the people to replenish seedlings in the lightly damaged wheat fields, and the seriously damaged wheat fields simply replanted sweet potatoes and rice.

Now that the wheat has become a dried corpse and the summer grain harvest is almost gone, the loss is immeasurable, and the autonomous region must make sacrifices to appease the people. As for those rumors that are unfavorable to him, Song Jiang is too lazy to pay attention to them, as long as the autonomous region handles this disaster properly and minimizes the disaster of the people, the rumors will be self-defeating.

Song Jiang, who has experience in later generations, knows in his heart that this is not a vision, nor is it a demon, this is a pulp-sucking worm doing tricks, it is this kind of insect that drills out of the soil when the wheat is making pulp and absorbs the wheat pulp, it seems that science will be popularized in agriculture in the future.

Song Jiang immediately convened a meeting to exempt taxes, stabilize grain prices, prepare grain stocks, and be ready to deal with complex disasters at any time.

The further north you go, the more severe the disaster, especially in the Jin Kingdom.

There was no harvest of summer grain, such a big disaster weighed Wu Qimai out of breath, he knew in his heart that compared to the last snow disaster, this time was the real disaster, and the snow disaster could also be rescued by the whole country, even if he took out all the treasury to relieve the disaster, it would be a drop in the bucket.

It won't be long before there will be a shortage of food, prices will skyrocket, and then there will be hunger. In this case, after a large number of people starved to death, some people would rise up and fight against the imperial court.

This will definitely happen, because now there are Han people, Khitans, and other people of all kinds among the people of Jin, and the civil war will weaken the power of Jinguo for no reason.

Wu Qimai looked up to the sky and sighed, closed his eyes helplessly, what should I do now? Retreat back between the white mountains and black waters again? This can only be thought of, if this is really done, the promise of moving the capital to the Son of Heaven to guard the country will become an empty paper, and the emperor will not mention it for the time being, which is equivalent to completely giving up the land of Yanyun, and the Song people have been talking about these places for hundreds of years.

And if you go back, there is a possibility of a coup d'état, and those unruly nephews will have all kinds of reasons to force the palace. If he loses the throne, he will be thrown into the eighteen layers of hell, and life is worse than death.

Then just hold on? But this is also the next policy. Because of hunger, this place will be a slaughterhouse from now on, with endless slaughter of hungry people who rise up to resist, and unquenchable gunpowder smoke burning everywhere. If the Song people took advantage of the chaos to raise troops against Yanyun, how could the already weak army resist.