The snow fell like hemp, and there was a rustling sound. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The four rode out of Xin'anzhuang and headed to the Baishan Society in the north.

There is a large plain with a lot of boundaries, and there are some small villages, and then between the Baishan Society and the Huangshan Society is Jiaoshan.

The four rode over the hills of the North Mountain, and went to the plain under the mountain, the snow was falling, the white expanse, it was difficult to see the field, Han Daxia and the four of them were on the horse, all of them lowered their heads, resisting the wind and snow that came from the roar, and the mouth exhaled was full of thick white gas.

Shuoqi spreads the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron coat.

The four of them wore thick cloaks, all wore iron armor, their arms and hands were painted red, and they had eight-petal hats and iron-tipped helmets, and their manners and equipment all showed that they were extremely elite soldiers.

Behind the saddle, they also have tents, blankets, beans and other necessities, dried meat, shochu, drinking water and other supplies, in addition to weapons, shields, etc., some carry bows and arrows, and carry double inserts.

They were gloved like their hands holding the reins, very thick, and thick wool at the ports.

There is also a ton, in addition to protecting the neck on all sides, it naturally also has a warm effect, and the lining of fine broken nails is thick velvet.

However, although fully armed, the wind and snow still make people shiver all over, the weather is too cold, the cold northwest wind is blowing, sandwiched with goose feathers and snowflakes, especially riding high on horses, it seems that they are going to be swept away by the wind and snow.

The four of them were already covered with snow, and even the gloves that held the reins were thick and white.

The horses under the crotch kept snorting, spewing strong white gas, and in the snowy environment, it was difficult for the horses to gallop, and even the four of them did not dare to gallop.

During this time, although they practiced equestrianism, they could trot, but they could not run on horses.

The wind and snow were too big, and Hu Zhan couldn't stand the trek against the wind, not to mention the cold all over his body, his equestrian skills were also the worst among the four.

He didn't even grasp the reins, but just huddled in the saddle with his horse, wrapped his cloak tightly, and let the horses under his crotch follow the three horses in front of him.

In the end, he couldn't stand it anymore and shouted, "Old ...... Han...... Rest...... Ah......h

But it was so cold that it was hard to speak, and it was not good to speak tremblingly.

Han Daxia heard it and replied in front: "Go to the front...... Abandoned Village...... Go to ......"

The front was still white, the wilderness was silent and uninhabited, occasionally some weeds came out of the snow, and the surrounding seemed to have been completely depopulated, and sometimes a few corpses were seen, but they died of cold and starvation.

Whenever he sees this scene of extinction, Han Daxia will think of Xin'an Village, all kinds of warmth in the village, hot meals, and the warm fire kang at home, and he is willing to protect that place with his life.

The snow was still falling, the bitter cold wind was howling, and just as the four horsemen were about to be frozen, they saw the shadow of a village in front of them.

……

It was a ruined village, full of desolation, full of burnt houses, piles of rubble, and demolished doors and windows.

The cooking smoke is cut off, the grass is blocked, the foxes and rabbits are scurrying, and even the piles of white bones can be seen on the side of the abandoned house from time to time.

At this time, the entire abandoned village is covered in a silvery white, and there is snow everywhere, only after entering the village, the snow layer on the road will be thinner.

Han Daxia and the four of them found a slightly better abandoned house to rest, but the cold wind still desperately drilled into the crack of the door, and some small snowflakes flew in the house.

Hu Cheng trembled and said, "I'm freezing to death." ”

Then he disappeared, except for the sound of breaking doors and windows around him, and soon he brought a large pile of wooden planks, windows, tables and chairs and threw them in the room.

He quickly built a fire pit with a few stones, put firewood into it, threw in some dry grass, and took out his fire sickle, quickly took out the flint and velvet inside, pulled some flint and wrapped it on the flint, and scratched the flint the fire steel a few times, and the velvet was red and bright.

But his hands and feet were numb, a little inflexible, Hu Cheng scolded and scolded, and his mouth was carefully blowing, and soon the velvet was lit and thrown into the dry grass in the pond, and in the thick smoke, the dry grass was ignited, and soon, the dry firewood was ignited.

Finally, the firewood "crackled" and turned into a raging fire, and the warm smell appeared in the abandoned house.

Hu Cheng exhaled, took off his cloak, shook off the snow, removed the iron kettle from the saddle, poured some wine and began to warm it, and soon the rich aroma of wine wafted.

Seeing that he is quick with his hands and feet, and the fire pit he has built is scientific and reasonable, it is obvious that he usually does these things.

There were a few people who were also busy, looking for firewood, scooping up snow, setting up a small iron pot and starting to boil water, and after the water boiled, the dry, hard and finely chopped horse meat was thrown into it.

At the same time, each of them poured some wine and put it on the iron kettle to warm it.

Han Daxia, Hu Employment, once met three people busy around the fire pond, Chen Qiuao fed the horses silently, loosened the saddle for them, drank some water, ate some beans, and at the same time kept his ears up, listening to the movements around him.

Outside, the wind was still howling, and the snow rustled.

The wind and snow poured in, the bonfire in the fire pit shook, and the firewood "crackled" and burned even more vigorously.

Soon, the iron pots and kettles on the shelves of the fire pit were all boiling, and the thick aroma of wine and broth was so thick that the four of them took out the wooden bowls and poured them out, looking for something to sit on, or drinking wine or soup.

The weather was cold, and the mellow soup and soju entered the stomach, making the whole body comfortable and warm, and the four of them exhaled with satisfaction.

Hu Yifu poured a sip of hot soju, grew a mouthful, and took chopsticks to the pot to scoop a piece of meat and chewed it.

He complained vaguely: "In such a cold ghost weather, you still have to come out to investigate...... It's snowing, and the armor is so heavy...... The day is in charge, Lao Tzu is unlucky......"

"Huh?"

Han Daxia looked at him fiercely, stood up suddenly, and the nail leaves of his body clanged: "Employment brother, what did you say?" You also know the situation in the village, we have just gained a foothold, and the surrounding area is full of bandits, who will come out if we don't come out? If you dare to say such a frustrating complaint, be careful of a certain military law! ”

By the end, he was already in full swing.

once had a busy smile and grinned in the round: "Okay, okay, all brothers, don't hurt the harmony...... It did get a little colder...... But Brother Han also has a point, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's important to be kind......"

Hu Cheng pouted, but stopped talking.

The four of them sat quietly with the fire roasting, silently sharing their food, the flames swaying, reflecting red and dim on their iron armor.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Qiuao suddenly said: "The snow has stopped." ”

The rest of the three all looked at it, and sure enough, the rustling sound outside was no longer heard.

Han Daxia got up and went to open the door of the house, and a gust of wind swept in, carrying some snow particles, but the heavy snow outside did stop.

Zeng Youyu also stood by the door and sighed: "It's been snowing for a few days, and it's finally stopped." ”

Han Daxia looked outside for a while and said, "Let's go, we have to rush to Hezhuang's side." ”

They sorted out their equipment, tightened their saddles, and took their respective cloaks to tie them, Hu Cheng stuffed his wine jug into the blanket behind the saddle, and said cherishedly: "It's cold in this wilderness, it's good to have wine to warm your body, but you don't drink much." ”

At last each man had put his weapons in order, led his horses, and was about to get out of the ruined house.

Han Daxia walked in the front, and suddenly his footsteps paused, and he remembered that it was snow-white at the east turn of the street, why did he suddenly have a few more footprints?

It's just a matter of moments.

He whispered, "Go in." (To be continued.) )