Chapter 357: The Long Lost Spring

Birds, beasts, disappeared without a trace, snow drifted in the sky, frozen thousands of miles, this is the scene of winter in the northern land.

The air seems to be about to freeze, wrapped in plain silver, and the falling snowflakes are like a dream, like a fascination with the dance, as if floating into the lingering lemon in the south of the Yangtze River.

Zheng Sen covered himself into a big bear and walked out of the thatched house, and he didn't know how many layers of thick cotton clothes he worn, and he felt that it was cold, cold Just like Zhou Huchen said, the cat winter is actually good, and it is definitely a pleasure to be a cat in the cat nest.

It's all silvery white, and the white is very dazzling. It's not that Zheng Sen doesn't want to be in his own cat litter, but lonely, such days are too lonely and boring, and his regretful intestines have changed color, what are you doing in the north? If you know this, it is better to stay at the beginning, and then go back to the northern capital to participate in the celebration of the northern capital, and you can also call friends and friends to moisturize on a snowy night, why bother to come here to suffer.

Asking for it! Zheng Sen sighed, and a patrolling soldier opened the door of a thatched hut for him.

"Come on, keep playing chess, and try to win a game today." Zheng Sen entered the house, and the soldiers covered the snowflakes that drifted in outside.

This is Zhou Huchen's thatched hut, the cat nest of the two people is next to each other, Zhou Huchen is his only pastime, Zheng Sen learned backgammon during this time, and he happened to run over every day to be abused.

has never won, this is the life he has lived during this time, Zheng Sen doesn't understand, what if you let a game? Zhou Huchen has always won in chess, and he will never give up a cent, which also makes Zheng Sen full of desire for victory.

"Coming, still down?" Zhou Huchen was sitting on the side of the kang to deal with a tea brick, and he waved a gun to poke at the tea brick in front of him.

"Why do you have to win a game this winter, otherwise I'm sorry for my son-in-law!" Taking off his thick cotton clothes, Zheng Sen sat on the kang with his buttocks.

"Then continue to work hard, my brother's chess skills have improved in recent days, and it is very promising!"

Zhou Huchen stopped, it wasn't that he didn't want Zheng Sen to win. But fed up with the feeling of losing, the princess never saved face when he played chess in the past, and now he wants to uphold the tradition of his beautiful wife, and carry it forward, and strive to leave an undefeated legend as well as fighting.

At this time, a soldier opened the door of the house with a steaming iron kettle, and the cold air that rushed into the house in an instant made Zheng Sen feel excited.

The days of cat winter are like this, chatting endlessly, playing chess. Drinking tea, that's all.

Zhou Huchen took the iron kettle, the soldier bowed and retreated, two large porcelain bowls were placed on the small white wooden table in front of him, and two pieces of tea that were poked by the thorns were thrown in, and the heat began to rise.

Zheng Sen is now accustomed to this kind of roughness, but he used to be dismissive of this kind of behavior, this way of drinking tea is rough and heroic, which makes him feel that the previous way of drinking tea is too weak. The weak have no manliness.

Pulling the tea bowl, Zheng Sen took out a small silver can, and in the silver can was sugar. On haode white sugar. This is a habit, Zheng Sen knew that Zhou Huchen did not have the habit of putting sugar, so he put a little sugar in the bowl by himself.

"Will Jiannu take advantage of the snow to sneak attack?"

This is purely useless, Zhou Huchen adapted to Zheng Sen's nagging: "waist-deep snow." The snow in those ravines was enough to bury the houses, and the cold was so cold that if a blizzard fell, it would wipe out the entire army. The locals are the same as us, no one will go out to die, Jiannu is also in Maodong, to fight, wait for enlightenment. ”

Zheng Sen took a sip of the big tea bowl: "Come, continue to play chess, I realized yesterday, this backgammon is ever-changing, it is very interesting, I have no problem winning a game today." ”

As if he had a hunch, when Zheng Sen, who had returned home again, opened the door of the hut and was about to leave, he finally saw the most terrifying weather in the north.

The storm came suddenly, and it began to roar, a sound that made people feel palpitations. The blizzard began to ravage everything on the earth, and the heavens and the earth turned white in an instant, and everywhere was a misty white, and there was no sky to be seen, nothing could be seen within a few steps, except for the roaring northern storm, everything was gone

Day after day, all the festivals and ordinary days passed in the cold and storms, and with the arrival of the third year of Hongguang, the bitter cold finally came to an end.

According to Zhou Huchen's instructions, the generals began to command the soldiers to go out of the thatched huts for various training, whether it was auxiliaries, soldiers or cavalry, they all began to prepare, and the energy accumulated for a winter began to be released. As for Zheng Sen, he finally understood Zhou Huchen's great blueprint, and the two talked about it for a whole winter. Zhou Huchen's brainwashing of Zheng Sen was very successful, he made Zheng Sen understand the entire Shijie pattern, knew the enemies of the West that were gradually becoming stronger, and also made him understand the importance of the sea to the country, which was the greatest achievement of Yidong.

The first spring breeze blows, the earth begins to recover, and the thick snow begins to melt slowly. The white hair of the forest disappeared, the snow-capped peaks were only mottled white, and when the first sika deer appeared in everyone's field of vision, everyone understood that the long-lost spring in the northern land had come.

The preparations for winter were very good, the supplies were still abundant, the army began to move, the scouts began to rejoice, and the soldiers were ready to go.

This time, the target was Baduluwei (Heihe) in the Sakhalian region, which is located at the northern foot of the Lesser Khing'an Mountains and the southeastern foothills of the Greater Khing'an Mountains. The small Xing'an Mountains of this era are not called the Little Xing'an Mountains, they are called the Ajian Mountain, and the Great Xing'an Mountains are called the Ha Thorn Wen Mountain.

Batu Luwei is a mountainous and hilly and forest-dominated landform environment, just a few days after Zhou Huchen's army set off, news came from behind him that supplies and reinforcements had arrived.

With the arrival of supplies like a mountain of family letters, Zhou Huchen was an open person, which allowed soldiers to communicate with their families, which also caused the logistics to be more complicated this time. But it was all worth it, the soldiers got the most reward, and the exercises with their families undoubtedly played an important role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

Zhou Huchen not only received a lot of letters, but also received the holy decree of the northern capital, the emperor was still satisfied with him, in addition to the praise of the holy decree is to let him clear the bandits as soon as possible and return to the court to accept the reward. In fact, Zhou Huchen understood that the emperor wanted him to sacrifice again.

In the letter, the letter from the princess and Wuxi was full of tenderness and lovesickness, which moved Zhou Huchen's heart. The old lady is in good health, and her parents don't have to worry about it. This exchange of news not only reassured the soldiers, but also made Zhou Huchen's heart of conquest more resolute.

With a short stay, leaving a part of the army behind, the army continued north.

There was no one but wild beasts along the way. Three days later, a reckless forest appeared ahead, and the scouts also came back to report.

"Report to the marshal, there are traces of people in front, and someone seems to be in front of him to meet the marshal, but the language is not understood."

It seems that it is not the remnants of Jiannu, it should be a local ethnic minority, Zhou Huchen thought for a while: "Bring their leader over." ”.

(To be continued......)