No change

After the snow and the wind is strong, the weather is naturally cold. On the night of the military discussion, even if there was a charcoal fire in the sleeping tent, Xiong Jing, who was sleeping alone, was also awakened by the cold, and he was tired, and he opened his eyes in a daze, and soon he fell asleep again. There was no dream in his deep sleep, only dark and drowsy, and he didn't get up to bathe until he was softly called by Chang Jiang at dawn, and at this moment the whole army was already buried in the pot and cooking.

The bathtub was steaming, and the two beautiful concubines helped Xiong Jing scrub his body. The comfort that was warm to the bones reminded him of the cold in the middle of the night, and he shouted outside the tent: "How many degrees is it today?" ”

"Yu Da Ao, today is five degrees lower than yesterday, and at this time minus 36 ......" The temperature was as low as minus 36 degrees Celsius, which did not surprise Xiong Jing. It was half past four in the morning, and the second half of the night was colder than the first half of the night, and the temperature was higher when the sun came out, with a temperature difference of at least ten degrees between day and night. But it was five degrees colder than yesterday, and the daytime temperature was twenty-five or six degrees, and Xiong Jing couldn't help frowning a little when he heard it. It's too cold.

"You tell me...... he wanted Zhuang Wudi to warn the divisions that they must take measures to keep warm, but he stopped in the middle of the conversation. That's it, nothing. He eventually dismissed the idea. This was originally a frozen battle, the Chu army had special targeted training, and there were corresponding subdues, and the three armies of Zhao Wei and Qi had repeatedly explained this problem to the soldiers in the past few days. And more than minus 20 degrees is not a cold weather, as long as the temperature does not exceed 35 degrees, it is safe.

Xiong Jing thought about the cold weather, a little worried that it would snow again, the two concubines had not been pampered, the hot water was hot, the body was hot, and the face was as red as a peach blossom. How could Xiong Jing not have the slightest pampering meaning, even if his doppelganger has always been upright. When he dried his body and carefully hid the clone in his trousers, Xiong Jing reached out and pinched the beauties' chins, lifted their faces and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

"Yui." The two concubines were already hot, and they almost softened on the ground when they heard this. I haven't dressed yet.

Ge clothes, cotton clothes, fox fur; first clothes, hand clothes, foot clothes, velvet boots; The outermost part is the cold, shiny armor. Outside the head, in order not to accidentally stick to the armor, the armor is a bright red robe. Fortunately, this is a retractable ring armor, and if it is other armor, it is difficult to cram so many clothes into the armor at home.

After bathing, Xiong Jing was refreshed, even if he was wearing a huge armor, he could not lift weights, this kind of youth and strength could not help but make him think of his previous life, and he felt this way on the court when he was in college, and then he saw that the big tent full of anointed candles was full of people, and the flickering candle flame dragged him back from his previous life to the present: he was the king of Chu, he was going to lead the armies of the four countries to complete the last joint column today, he was going to defeat the 400,000 Qin army, and change the history that had been copied in the history books in his previous life.

This is not only, not just fighting against the Qin army, this is fighting against fate, fighting against the known world! He not only wants to change the fate of the Chu people and the fate of the world, but he also wants to change the pattern that has been set - it is no longer the West that decides the East, but the East that determines the West.

Xiong Jing looked at the people in front of him, and everyone also looked at Xiong Jing. Xiong Jing wanted to tell them what would happen in this land for the next two thousand years, but he opened his mouth but didn't know how to say it. He can't tell them that the Chu people will cease to exist in the future, he can't tell them that the Western Jin Dynasty, which inherited the Warring States Qin and Han dynasties, had to cross south five hundred years later, he can't tell them that the two Song dynasties that continued the Sui and Tang dynasties died in Yashan, and he can't tell them that in the later history, everyone will strive to be slaves but can't, be proud of shamelessness, and be foolish with bravery......

All of this can be traced back to this moment, to today's decisive battle that determines the fate of the world. The reason why the Chu people can't change this fate is that the blood of the Chu people may be preserved, but the blood of the kingdom of heaven has not been preserved - if a nation and a civilization selectively strangle all its elites, then she will never be able to recover. Therefore, the key point of colonization is to 'move his office', and the key to destruction is to 'Katyn Forest'.

Xiong Jing's heart fluctuated, his eyes wandered, and everyone who thought he was going to say something looked at him, Zuo Shi's brush hung in the air and waited, until finally the ink dripped on the blank Chu paper. However, Xiong Jing breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing, he walked heavily on the floor of the shogunate, no longer having the feeling of lightness before.

"Bu no?" The soldiers were having breakfast, and the Chu army was accustomed to divination at this time.

"Bu is in doubt, not in doubt?" Xiong Jing said without thinking. Seeing that everyone was stunned, knowing that the three armies of Zhao Weiqi would be very uneasy if they did not divinate the generals, Zhao Weiqi, and changed their words: "Bu." ”

"Yui." Zhuang Wudi had already prepared everything, just waiting for Xiong Jing to order divination. During the divination, Xiong Jing also prayed and bowed on the side, the outcome of the war was never decided, and the coalition forces that seemed to have victory in their hands also had the possibility of defeat.

Prayers, sacrifices, sitting and quietly waiting with your eyes closed. A quarter of an hour later, Zhuang Wudi, the diviner, ran over with a tortoise shell with an unhappy face, and said with a wry smile: "Unlucky." ”

"Unlucky?" Xiong Jing felt a chill in his heart, and he forced a smile: "Why is it unlucky? After that, he looked at the three animals on the altar, "Is the sacrifice unclean?" ”

There may be many reasons for bad fortune, perhaps it is not fasting, maybe it is not religious, maybe it is the sacrifice is unclean, and the three animals are insufficient. Fortunately, no matter what the reason, it is customary to re-divination, and if the third consecutive divination is unlucky, according to the convention, you should not fight. Xiong Jing took a deep breath to stabilize his mind and said, "Zaibu." ”

"Yui." Zhuang Wudi agreed, turned away. This time, everyone, including Xiong Jing, looked at Zhuang Wudi, who was kneeling and praying, and the sound of his chanting seemed to cover the howling of the north wind outside, and the curtain was quiet. This time the divination was longer than any other time, and it was long until the day was already dawn, and the armor soldiers of each division and brigade were about to go out of the tent and line up, so he ended his prayer with a sweaty heart, and was presented to him with the tortoise shell of Mars, "Da Ao, Da Ji!" ”

"Daji?" Xiong Jing looked at the tortoise shell in his hand, almost all of the megapatterns were on the 'win' side, and there were very few on the 'defeat' side.

Xiong Jing can see it, and so can others. "Daikichiya!" They couldn't help but shout.

'On the day of Wushen in the month of aid, Ao General Zhan, Jun Sima Buzhi, Yi Bu Bu is inauspicious, and then Bu Ji also, Ao Dayue ......' right Shi Yixian wrote on the Chu character. Before he had finished writing all these words, a long and long command came from outside the tent. Squad after squad of armor soldiers walked out of the tent and assembled according to the division and brigade; The gunners pulled the horses out of the stables and put them on the sleds. And before that, the light cavalry had already rushed out of the barracks, abandoning all sides.