Chapter 2: Winterfell

The capital of the North, Winterfell!

The most magnificent giant city in the boundless snow country, it has experienced countless bloody storms and endless historical vicissitudes, and it has always stood here!

It embodies the faith of all the people of the Northland, intimidates thousands of demons, and silently guards this land!

Although Winterfell is located in a bitter cold place, because the spiritual veins within a radius of thousands of miles are extremely rich, after tens of thousands of years of continuous operation by the northerners, Winterfell City can definitely be regarded as a land of heavenly treasures.

It's just that most of the northern capitals are not as prosperous as they used to be these days, and they are slightly depressed, and the number of soldiers wearing armor and helmets on the streets has increased, and passers-by and merchants are strictly checked.

On the streets, there are fewer foreign merchants, fewer adventurous gold diggers, and fewer hundreds of scholars who travel to study......

The people began to hoard a large amount of spiritual charcoal, preparing for a cold winter......

It's cold in the North, and the winters in Winterfell are long, and every household needs to burn charcoal to survive.

At this time, the Han Emperor was asleep, the south was in turmoil, and the government decree was not working.

Once encountering this chaotic season, the princes and princes of various clans and powerful ministers have taken advantage of the loopholes in the Northern Regions, and many domestic slaves of the big clans have even seized the right to purchase spiritual charcoal, and there are often dozens of hundreds of people distributed in the east and west cities and lively neighborhoods of Winterfell, forcibly buying goods at low prices, and even not giving a penny, and also extorting the "gateway money" and "foot price" of "entering the service".

Winter snow paves the city,

Charcoal sells charcoal.

The old man knelt in the snow, alone with muddy tears, the cold wind and snow blew on his thin old body, and all the spiritual charcoal he had accumulated was robbed of it, along with the old cow......

Passers-by did not give alms help, not even a look of pity.

At this time, a young man in Chinese clothes slowly passed by the old man who sold charcoal with his old slave, without stopping, as if he had not seen anything, and no one on the street knew that he was the prince of the Northern Regions.

"Ah Niu, do you think the stolen cow looks a bit like you?"

"Ah Niu doesn't look like it, the old cow has sound limbs. The old slave smiled and shook the empty sleeve on his left, he only had his right arm.

The prince suddenly paused, turned to look at the old slave Ah Niu,

"Ah Niu, help me divinate a hexagram and see if you want to kill people this winter?"

When the old slave saw it, the prince's eyes were red.

"If Your Highness is the crown prince, it is not appropriate to kill people now!"

"Really?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the old charcoal seller who was alone in the wind and snow, "What if I am Lu Shui?"

The old slave Ah Niu dusted off the wind and snow on his body and replied, "The old slave is willing to sharpen the knife for His Highness!"

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In the past two days, there has been some turmoil in the city, and the merchants on the street have nothing to do, and they have gathered together to discuss the great events that have happened in the past two days.

"In the past two days, be careful of the spies of the Southern Dynasty, it is said that there are a large number of spies who have infiltrated various parts of the Northern Regions, waiting for opportunities to create riots. ”

"Tell me, those wolves of the Southern Dynasty! They actually took advantage of the fact that our Han Emperor and the Privy Envoy of the Northern Court were both in retreat, and led a large army to invade!

"Yes, these rats, with such indiscriminate methods, just don't dare to fight us on the frontal battlefield!" said the middle-aged businessman with indignation.

"Alas, I heard that the Southern Dynasty led hundreds of thousands of elite cavalry to raid the north, and broke through more than a dozen cities in one go, and it is said that they all hit the county seat of Longqiu County, and Wei Xiangfei, the commander of Longqiu County, is struggling to resist..."A merchant in brocade clothes shook his head and sighed.

"Yes, I have also heard that the invading cavalry is the tiger and leopard cavalry of the signature cavalry of the Southern Dynasty, led by Ma Zhuguan, the son of the Taiwei of the Southern Dynasty......

The people looked at the tower in the center of the city and prayed:

"I hope that the Privy Envoy of the Northern Court will wake up and retreat from the enemy as soon as possible!"

......

In the center of Winterfell is a tall blue tower that soars into the sky, and this tower is so large that it seems to pierce the sky.

It is revered by the world as the staff of the Han people.

This tower is constantly erupting with cyan blue spiritual power tides in all directions, which makes people's cultivation speed in Winterfell several times faster, and this tower has one in every county, but it is a hundred times smaller.

The tide of spiritual power sprayed by the Staff of the Han Clan rendered the sky of Winterfell extremely blue, which is a famous wonder of the Northern Regions.

The large middle part of the tower is the center of power in the entire northern kingdom.

In the spacious and magnificent conference hall, the sky is located on the top, trampling the mountains and rivers under your feet.

In the northern country, the southern court is in charge, the northern court is in charge of the army, and the supreme leader is called the privy envoy, because the Han Emperor and the privy envoy of the northern court who is in charge of military affairs are both closed, so the privy envoy of the southern court temporarily controls all military and political powers, and the prince temporarily inspects the hundred officials.

Today, the privy envoy of the Southern Yuan, who temporarily holds all military and political powers, urgently summoned all the principal officials of the Southern and Northern Yuans in Beijing.

Several mysterious and old figures, sitting in the void, floating among the mountains and rivers in the sky, they were dressed in blue robes, and a blue ice crystal-like jade was worn on their chests.

The others stood below them, according to their official positions, in an orderly order.

One of the blue-haired and blue-eyed old men, the old man has deep blue eyes, breathtaking, he is holding a simple cane, the cane is inlaid with a gold and blue jade, symbolizing the supreme power, he is the privy envoy of the Southern Yuan - Zhan Hongbo!

The blue-haired and blue-eyed old man finished reading the battle report with a heavy face, and his cane slammed into the void, and the void shook, and said in a trembling voice:

"Rampant!Is there no one in the north to deceive me!?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt a shock in their ears, and they instantly cheered up.

"My lord, although the county guard was defeated and killed, but the hundreds of thousands of tiger and leopard cavalry led by Ma Zhuguan also suffered more than half of the casualties, this is a good time to send troops to attack, I suggest that the elite be sent quickly to swallow the thieves' soldiers and horses in one bite!" A long-haired old woman bowed down and said to the blue-eyed old man, she was the governor of the Southern Courtyard, responsible for assisting the king of the Southern Courtyard in handling the daily government affairs of the Northern Kingdom.

"My lord, I agree with the Governor of the Southern Academy!" said the Grand Master of the Southern Academy.

"King, please send troops and horses quickly to swallow the thief!"

All the ministers were in a loud voice, and they all agreed with the plan of the governor of the Southern Court.

Zhan Hongbo shook the battle report in his hand fiercely, and the battle report suddenly turned into ashes, and his eyes looked at the general of the North Courtyard standing below:

"Who can lead the troops!"

The generals of the North Courtyard all watched with their eyes and noses, pretending to be silent, pretending not to hear anything.

The Northern Court and the Southern Court have always been at odds, especially in the past few decades, the King of the Southern Court has been advocating to reduce military spending and reduce the number of soldiers, and many generals have long held a grudge against the King of the Southern Court.

Seeing this, the blue-eyed old man narrowed his eyes and said, "No one wants to go? Are you afraid?"

Everyone still bowed their heads and was silent, and then a middle-aged man in a python robe stood up, this person was tall, with a few scars on his face, and he grinned:

"Hmph, my lord, it's not that we don't dare to fight, but we don't have any soldiers in our hands! Over the past ten years, you have been reducing the number of armor soldiers, causing a serious decline in our combat strength, and now there are only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people left in our northern courtyard, and letting them go to the front line is to send them to death, not only can they not retreat from the enemy, but they will encourage the arrogance of the southern Korean troops!"

He is the deputy privy envoy of the Northern Court, the second-in-command of the Northern Privy Council, and the absolute confidant of the Privy Envoy of the Northern Court.

"Heh! Ridiculous! Don't make excuses for your timidity!" the Grand Master of the Southern Courtyard looked disdainful.

Hearing this, all the soldiers of the North Courtyard showed an angry look and stared at the Taishi of the North Courtyard viciously.

"What are you talking about? I kind of say it again!" a senior general of the North Courtyard stood up and pointed to the nose of the Grand Master of the North Courtyard and said.

"That's enough!" Zhan Hongbo stopped loudly, "Is there no army that can fight, a general who is willing to fight?"

There was silence, only his aftermath hovered, and just when the atmosphere was at its most oppressive, a young man's voice came from outside:

"Let me lead the Northern Guard to try!"

Everyone looked for the source of the sound, only to see a bloodstained young man in Chinese clothes walking slowly from outside, followed by a one-armed old slave......