At this time, Zhao Xun looked at Guan Pu and Xiao Chen proudly, straightened up and turned around and pulled out the horizontal knife inserted into the table, held it in his hand and walked towards Guan and Xiao, and the bright cold light reflected on the faces of the two was murderous.

"General Guan Pu, there is no joke in the army, the promise of this commander has been fulfilled, how is General Guan Pu."

"This ......"

Poof, Guan Pu's legs were weak, and he suddenly knelt on the ground like an evil spirit, pleading guilty. Seeing this, Xiao Chen also knelt on the ground and hurriedly pleaded guilty.

"The last general is guilty, please punish Zhao Shuai."

The two of them spoke in unison, and the next moment they heard the sound of Zhao Xun returning the knife into the sheath.

"Get up, this handsome is tantamount to embarrassing the two of you, but this demon art is beyond the clarity of you and the generals. Ben Shuaixiao uses this reasoning to make you and others not be bewitched by the black turban traitor. And the so-called witchcraft is nothing more than a truth that people in the world do not know, and it is used by the Black Turban Army to bewitch and deceive the people. As the generals of the kingdom, how can you be deceived by this? ”

"The last will be damned, the last will be damned!"

Guan Pu and Xiao Chen pleaded guilty again and again, and Zhao Xun had no intention of taking the opportunity to treat the two of them. Later, Xue Sheng melted the ice cubes in the basin and poured them directly into the Yongxing River, and the difficulties against Guan Pu, Xiao Chen and others were resolved.

"Ladies and gentlemen, most of the rumors in the army in recent days are the black turban army mixed into the army, and the evil rumors spread by the soldiers who do not know the truth, this commander ordered all armies and battalions to strictly investigate those who mislead the public with gossip from now on, but those who spread rumors and disturb the morale of the army will be temporarily sent to the prison once it is verified, and after the black turban demon magic is broken, it is not too late to settle the account, and the generals are clear."

"Obey Zhao Shuai's orders."

It is easy to cure the widows, but it is difficult to govern the people, and it has resolved the difficulties of Guan Pu, Xiao Chen and other generals, but it is difficult to solve the demons of hundreds of thousands of generals.

In July, the military planes that were originally known only to the commanders were like goods rotting on the streets, from generals to ordinary soldiers, almost everyone knew that there was going to be a blizzard, and under the instigation of the Black Turban Army, it became a war of heavenly tyrants, and people were panicked.

Even under the crackdown, the phenomenon of desertion was repeatedly prohibited, and at most fifteen deserters were killed in one day, and this was still caught.

The total number of Xian troops also increased to 410,000 in July, just as the tragic scene of the First Battle in Jiangdong was repeated, and the new arrivals were all untrained and forcibly recruited 14 to 16 young soldiers, many of whom were from Jiangdong County, which was occupied by the Jin army.

The sinister intentions of the Jin State have been clearly exposed, and they are vainly trying to use the Black Turban Army to continuously consume the vitality of the Xian State's population. Even teenagers in their teens were sent to the front line to die, and they didn't treat the people of Xianguo as human beings at all, hoping that the people of Xianguo would die and facilitate their rule.

The Xian army has repeatedly increased its troops, although the quantity has increased, but the quality has declined seriously, because of the loss of Muyang Cang, the Xian army has suffered great losses, Zhao Xun ordered the logistics to empty the two military warehouses of Qilong and Jiekang in Dujun, and only got 80,000 thick clothes.

According to the custom, the three warehouses of Muyang, Qilong, and Jiekang should have twice the standing amount of materials and ordnance supplies, which is equivalent to two wartime bases to be the normal reserves.

Even if Muyang Cang was occupied by the Black Turban Army, the two warehouses of Qilong and Jiekang should have 200,000 to 300,000 pieces of thick clothes, and now there are only 80,000 pieces of looted two warehouses, so where did the remaining 200,000 pieces go.

Zhao Xun had no time to study it in detail at this time, so he quickly reported to the Lingling, and forcibly requisitioned thick clothes and winter clothes from the people in the capital county to solve the urgent need.

The standard of thick clothes is only equivalent to two seasons of clothes worn in autumn, and a summer coat is worn inside, which can barely withstand temperatures of more than ten degrees above zero, and it looks extremely thin on the body. Once the temperature drops below freezing, or even minus ten degrees, this thickness of clothing cannot stop the cold at all.

On the seventh day of the seventh month of July, what an inauspicious day, the Yongxing River Baili Front was restless like a boiling oil pot. The black turban army along the line began to kneel on the ground and kowtow to the west from the morning as if they were evil, causing panic among the soldiers of the Xian army, like the mass ceremony of the mysterious religion.

Zhong Heng was ordered to secretly prepare a pontoon bridge to cross the river, and due to the reduction of the water level, the section of the Wuping River, which was originally less than 100 steps wide, was only less than 60 steps wide at this time, and it became relatively easy to erect the pontoon bridge.

Bai Liyan (i.e. Wei Xian) stood on the bank of the river and looked out at the west of the river, and the hem trebuchet emptied all the black turban troops within a mile of the opposite bank, so that the ground was devastated.

"Look, General, the sky is red today!" Sikong Nan pointed to the blood-red clouds in the sky, his face full of shock.

Bai Liyan ignored him, he knew that this was a sign before the blizzard, and he took the opportunity to move his gaze to Miaotian Mountain, and faintly saw black and red clouds rising into the sky, and the Black Turban Army finally sacrificed a big killing weapon to borrow snow from the sky. He pointed in the direction of Miaotian Mountain and said slowly:

"Brother Sikong, look, the Black Turban Army is setting fire to the top of Miaotian Mountain."

Sikong Nan was stunned when he heard the news, and asked again:

"How does the general know?"

"Brother Sikong really thinks that the Black Turban Army borrowed snow from the sky and came from the air? But if it were me, I would be able to borrow snow from the sky. It's just a small skill of carving insects, deceiving the world in a way that ordinary people don't know. ”

While Bai Liyan was speaking, the Black Turban Army Heavenly Master was on Miaotian Mountain in the name of worshiping the heavens and asking for his life, pretending to be a god and dancing a great god to bewitch people's hearts. With a muffled thunder resounding through the sky, the officers and men of the Black Turban Army let out a cry that shook the heavens and the earth, and the cry resounded in the sky to shock the Xian army, and for a while, the army's heart fluctuated, and everyone was in danger.

Guangxin Gong Jiang Min walked back and forth in the tent uneasily, Jiang Qian and the others were gloomy and speechless, Luo Songting stood aside and said anxiously:

"Lord, this is really going to snow."

Luo Songting knew that before the blizzard in Xu Kingdom, the sky would be red, and the thunder just now showed that this blizzard was fierce.

"How is that good, the winter clothes of Chenling have not yet arrived, and our army is here to sit and wait for death."

Jiang Qian took a step forward and said angrily:

"Father, according to the news that Lord Mo just came this morning, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty did not take it seriously with the snow on the Yongxing River, and did not requisition winter clothes at all, which is to put the army to death."

Luo Songting was taken aback when he heard the news:

"Childe, is this news conclusive?"

"It's very conclusive, I haven't had time to report it to my father and you."

"Alas...... These ruined courtiers! ”

As soon as Luo Songting's words fell, there was a sudden commotion outside the tent, and the big tent was whipped by the sudden wind, and the soldiers rushed into the tent in fear and said incoherently:

"Qi, Qi, lord, snow, God is snowing."

Jiang Min's face turned pale, turned around and said in a low voice:

"Got it, step aside."

"No......"

The soldiers withdrew from the military tent in horror, and Jiang Min continued:

"Songting, how are our army's thick clothes prepared?"

"Back to the lord, the peasant households outside the city of Chenling are extremely poor, only more than 8,000 pieces of thick clothes were collected, and then they requisitioned from the city, barely scraping together 40,000 pieces, and the Guangxin army can get two pieces per person, and General Zhong's headquarters are probably ......."

"That's it, immediately order someone to distribute the thick clothes, if the Black Turban Army really crosses the Yongxing River, it will be better to be prepared."

"No!"

At this time, the sky thundered and the dark clouds rolled, and the snowflakes that fell turned into water as soon as they landed, Jiang Min and others came to the tent and looked up to the sky, the goose-feather-like snow was overwhelming, blocking the sun that was shining on weekdays, and it was almost difficult to see the appearance of the sky.

Jiang Min sighed and said pessimistically:

"People are not as good as heaven......" Jiang Min knew at this moment that his dream of kingship might be gone, and being able to be a prince of the country might be the best result after his death.

Jiang Qian's face was tense and his brows were furrowed, his chest was fluctuating, and he hated Wei Xian even more inexplicably at this moment. Seeing that Luo Songting was not there, he said:

"Father, Wei Xian is unknown."

"Qian'er, what do you mean?" Jiang Min looked at his son, feeling inexplicable.

"Father, just imagine, Wei Xian keeps saying that there is no magic in the world, but now how to explain that the Black Turban Army is borrowing snow from the sky, it is obvious that he is arrogant and overestimating himself."

Jiang Min frowned thoughtfully, was silent for a moment and said:

"This is true, it's just that Wei Xianqi is not an alien skill, how can he be innocent, it's all his fault."

When the father and son were talking, the temperature dropped by fifty percent suddenly, and the soldiers of each battalion were in a commotion, competing to spread the magic of the Black Turban Army, and the people in the military camp were panicking.

At this time, a horse team came from the north, and went straight to Wuping, faintly looking north, the wolf smoke was rising on the bank of the river, and all the woods piled up on the firewood were blazing.

The horse team arrived at Wupingzhai, and the Chinese officer Xue Sheng went to give orders to Jiang Min.

"The last general Xue Sheng, see Guangxin Gong."

Guangxin Gong was surprised, and hurriedly asked:

"Does General Xue have Zhao Shuai's military order?"

"Zhao Shuai personally went to Wupingzhai to supervise the battle, and asked Guangxin Gong to go to General Zhong Heng's account to discuss the military aircraft."

"Overseer?" Jiang Min was taken aback and hurriedly replied, "Lone will go immediately." ”

Zhao Xun personally supervised the battle, what kind of battle to supervise, Jiang Min was confused.

At least at this moment, the army's morale is unstable, and only those who first stabilize their positions to appease the army's morale and then seek war, how can anyone panic to go to war.

The temperature had dropped very low, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow, the piles of logs that had been stacked by the Wuping camp were all lit, and the soldiers competed around the bonfire to keep warm, but there was no joy brought by the warmth on their faces, and all they saw were frightened and pale faces.

Jiang Min, Jiang Qian's father and son came to Zhong Heng's tent, Zhao Xun was sitting in front of the desk with an expressionless face, and there were more than 30 generals standing under the tent, Zhong Heng and Wei Xian had already taken the first step.

"It's a step too late, I hope Zhao Shuai will forgive me."

"Guangxin is exempt from courtesy. Come to the people, give Guangxin Gong and Gongzi Namaza. ”

The soldiers brought two Maza, and Jiang Min and his son sat next to Zhao Xun's right side.

"Zhao Shuai, the snow falling from the sky is really a bad omen." Jiang Min asked tentatively, his voice almost overwhelming.

Zhao Xun was still expressionless, and said softly:

"Could it be that God must be on the side of the Black Turban Army to help the abuse, Guangxin Gong must have looked too highly at the Black Turban traitor."

"This ......"

Zhao Xun's words were ambiguous, and he couldn't hear any way to break the enemy, and the atmosphere in the tent was quite cold at the moment. Zhao Xun's face was pale, and Jiang Min couldn't ask anything, so he had to say nothing more.