The clouds were heavy, the night sky was scarce, the wind was howling and rolling by, and the cold and hard raindrops crackled on the frosty earth.

Yes, winter has arrived. At this time, although Jiangnan was not as cold as the north, and even the leaves on the trees did not fall off, but the bleak wind and cold rain also froze people's bone marrow. Especially when the padded jackets are wet, the most important thing for those who are in a hurry is to have a sheltered hut from the wind and rain, a fire to keep warm, and even better if they can have another bottle of shochu.

So when Shen Mo and his guards trekked hard for half a night in the night rain and finally saw a black hole building in the distance, the excitement of the mood can be imagined.

With a wave of his hand, two scouts rode over, and after a while they turned back and reported: "It's an abandoned inn." ”

Tie Zhu looked at Shen Mu, and when he saw that the adult nodded, he ordered in a deep voice: "Go in and camp!" ”

When the team got closer, they found that this was a very magnificent courtyard, in addition to a three-story building, there were all kinds of stables and houses, and they could vaguely see the prosperity of the past.

Seeing this situation, Shen Mo couldn't help but sigh, and said to He Xinyin, who was wearing a hat and carrying a sword beside him: "It's a pity. "They are now in the territory of Ningbo Prefecture, which has been repeatedly sacked by Japanese pirates, and the caravans from the north and south that used to travel back and forth have long been extinct, and this inn in the suburbs naturally cannot be opened.

He Daxia also sighed, but when sighing has become a habit, it will no longer affect his mood, and he only listened to him say quietly: "What I saw all the way, the ruins and broken walls, if this continues, the Ming Dynasty will be over." ”

Shen Mo has been accustomed to hearing him talk about 'destroying the country' and 'exterminating the clan' all day long, and he has long been unimpressed. The two stood in the courtyard for a while, waiting for their entourage to clean up the house briefly.

The relatives were used to this kind of deed, and after a while, Shen Mo saw a fire burning in the building, and the scholar Shen An came out and said, "Childe, go in and rest." "A few months of wind and frost have made this naughty little scholar grow up a lot.

nodded silently, walked in side by side with He Xinyin, and saw that the guards were in the lobby, lighting two fires, one large and one small, and were splitting the tables, chairs and benches to fill in as firewood.

Shen An led Gongzi to the edge of the small fire, and Shen Mo saw that there was a pot on the fire, rice and bacon were boiling in the pot, and there was even a futon on the ground, and he asked happily, "Where did you get it?" ”

Shen An helped him take off his wet cotton jacket and said with a smile: "An inn is an inn, you can find these things if you look for them." ”

Silently rubbing his hands and sitting down by the fire, his cold body finally felt the slightest heat, and he snorted comfortably, and said with a smile: "I thought I was going camping again today." ”

He Xinyin finally took off his hat and sword, loosened his muscles, slowly sat opposite him, and said expressionlessly: "Eighty-seven days of coming out and sleeping in the open for sixty-eight days, I thought you were used to it." ”

"Habit is habit." Silent smiled: "But in the cold and damp night, it is still more comfortable." ”

Speaking of conversation, the bacon rice in the pot was ready, and the room was filled with the unique fragrance of bacon for a while, so that Shen Mo stopped talking and looked at the pot of rice that was shining with oil, even He Daxia, who has always been a maverick, couldn't help but sniff, obviously greedy.

It's no wonder that the last time I ate hot soup and hot rice was in Taizhou City, it was Governor Li who invited guests, and everyone ate boiled horse meat in salt water, that thing was really stuffy.

If you eat a bowl of bacon rice with attractive color, fat but not greasy, salty and sweet, fragrant rice, and full of elasticity, you will definitely get a supreme satisfaction.

Shen Mo took such a bowl of rice handed over by Shen An, but resisted the urge to eat it and walked to the guard's side.

When the guards saw the adults coming, they were about to get up, but he stopped them and said, "I'll come and see what you are eating." "When I opened the lid of the pot, I saw that it was porridge. couldn't help glaring at Tiezhu and said, "Why did you come to this set again?" ”

Tie Zhu sneered: "There are too few rice found, and there are only two sausages...... Instead of everyone eating thin, it's better to let the adults eat a dry meal. ”

The soldiers also said, "Yes, my lord, we still have dry food." ”

Shen Mo turned his face and said: "How many times have I said it, since we live and die together, we have to share weal and woe, we can't eat all of them, then eat thin together!" As he spoke, he poured a bowl of bacon rice into the pot...... Sitting with the soldiers, eating a meal of bacon porridge and soaking dry food, Shen Mo patted his ass and got up and said: "Except for those who are sentry, go to sleep quickly, and stop playing cards." ”

The soldiers were obedient, put away the horse tags, and watched the adults leave, so that they should stand guard and sleep.

Shen Mo returned to He Xinyin and Shen An, the reactions of the two were completely different, Shen An was regretting the pot of bacon rice, let the young master toss it so much, and he didn't eat it. And He Xinyin threw a weird smile at him, and said in an inaudible voice: "The story of Liu Bei's falling child is well known." ”

Silent and silent: "It's not difficult to drop a child, but the difficult thing is to keep falling." He stopped arguing with him, and turned to Shen An: "I see that there are still a lot of intact tables and chairs, you go and move a pair." ”

Shen An moved a square table and a bench after a while, wiped them clean with his sleeves, and then took out the white iron oil lamp from his backpack, picked out the core and lit it on the table, and asked in a low voice: "Childe, don't you rest?" ”

Shen Mo shook his head and said, "It's so easy to get a chance, I have to sort out the fragmentary records, so as not to wear it again in a few days." As he spoke, he opened a large bamboo tube that he had carried with him, and poured out a table of paper from it.

These notes were all worn with a thin thread, Shen An found the thread and mentioned it, so he put it together neatly, looked at the number of the last one, it was three hundred and fifty-eight, and couldn't help but be surprised: "It's already so much?" ”

Shen Mo nodded and said softly, "Grinding ink." ”

Shen An put the thick stack of paper in front of the young master, and turned around to find the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Silently rubbed the stack of papers, as if caressing the baby's face, he took a long breath and looked at the first piece of paper, only to see that it was written: 'Out of Shaoxing on the eighth day of August, going northeast, the weather is fine, and there is nothing to do all the way. Look at the second one, it reads: 'On the ninth day of the first month of August, to Pinghu South, light rain fell from the sky, and I slept in the wilderness. Yes, this is his record of the march, which records what he has seen, heard, felt and thought during these three months. When I reopened it, it was like embarking on this thrilling journey that was very difficult and full of dangers, but it also made him gain a lot, feel a lot, and never regret it...... After turning a few pages of notes describing the state of the march, on the fourth page, a few lines of slightly messy characters appeared: "On August 11, arriving at Zhapu, the Jiuzhang Japanese ships anchored in Beixintang, all of them were true widows with the sound of birds, with swords, guns, bows and arrows, but no firearms......

Seeing this, the scene at that time appeared in front of his eyes, and he silently and clearly remembered that the name of the guard there was Wang Yinglin, and when he saw the appearance of the Japanese Kou, he immediately led all the 800 soldiers of the guard to come out, so that the Japanese did not dare to act rashly.

At dusk, Commander Wang was worried that the would-be would-be would-be evil at night, so he ordered his subordinates to drive them away in a small boat. The Ming army's attack was frustrated, so that night fell and did not drive the Japanese away.

At the fifth watch of the night, a sergeant named Hu Shicheng, carrying several buckets of gunpowder, touched the big ship of the Japanese and ignited, and the Japanese boat caught fire, but Hu Shicheng was also killed by the Japanese invaders.

Wang Yinglin took advantage of the situation to lead the army to launch an attack and climbed onto the enemy ship from all sides. At that time, there were fires everywhere, and the resistance was weak under the chaos of the Japanese invaders, and it was finally completely broken. However, a red-clothed and yellow-covered chieftain called the Eight Kings jumped out of the fire with two swords in his hand and killed more than a dozen Ming soldiers in a row before he was shot in the heart by a bow and arrow and died.

In the battle, 12 Japanese soldiers were killed, 5 wounded were captured, 18 charred corpses were found, and 120 officers and soldiers were killed or wounded.

However, after interrogation, it was learned that only half of the Japanese were on board at that time, and the other half had landed north at night. Wang Yinglin hurriedly led the official army to pursue, passing through villages and towns along the way, all the people led the way to serve food, and the Ming army finally caught up with the Japanese in the second day, and the two sides started a fierce battle.

At that time, it was raining heavily, the roads were muddy, and the vision was extremely blurred, and there were more than 20 Japanese soldiers and 50 soldiers in the Ming army. Although the combat power of the Ming army, whether it was a single soldier or as a whole, was inferior to that of the Japanese Invaders, the soldiers were brave and fought hard for a long time. Among them, the warriors Maotang, Shu Hui, and Ao Zhen are the most brave, all of whom are swordsman.

But the Japanese Kou's tactics are obviously much more clever, they actually only sent half of the troops out to entangle the Ming army, and the remaining 20 people were ambushed in the recklessness of the roadside, and waited until the two sides fought inseparably, before they suddenly came out, the Ming army was caught off guard, killed 38 people, and the rest fled. The three warriors of Maotang, Shuhui, and Ao Zhen were all among the dead, and they were cut off by the Japanese and discharged on the side of the road.

After defeating the advance of the Ming army, the Japanese fled north. Since the Zhulin Temple passed through Pinghu County, Pinghu Dianshi Qiao and his son led troops to intercept the attack, and were immediately defeated, and 27 people from Qiao Dianshi and Xiangyong were killed.

But their obstruction worked, and Wang Yinglin's army finally caught up, surrounded the Japanese in the Tianhou Palace, and set it on fire. The Japanese wanted to surrender, but the Ming army did not allow it, so they were all burned to death in the Tianhou Palace.

In this battle, the Ming army wiped out the Ming army with 800 people against nearly 80 Japanese invaders, and paid the price of more than 200 officers and soldiers and dozens of village warriors to be killed. It's not worth mentioning at all, but Shen Mo is still happy to find that my people of the Ming Dynasty have never lost their blood surname, but the nearly two hundred years of Chengping have made this blood surname deeply dormant. He firmly believes that in the near future, there will be more Hu Shicheng, Mao Tang and Qiao Dianshi emerging to reproduce the heroic style of Hongwu!

Thinking of this, Shen Mo took the pen and wrote eight words on the paper: 'Although the world is peaceful, forgetting the war will be dangerous'!

(To be continued)