Chapter 468: Roll Up Your Sleeves and Work Hard (1st Shift)

Just when King Wu shook the table with one palm, he got several messages one after another.

"What!"

The new emperor he didn't recognize, the Yan King who had been extremely cowardly in his heart before, had already taken the lead in attacking him.

The general Wang, personally led the army, known as "rebellion and rebellion", has been rushing in a mighty way, and is about to come to the city.

Raise soldiers for a thousand days, and use soldiers for a while.

In the northern snowfield of the original wax elephant, the new emperor's long-trained troops are rushing forward like a winding river, and the vanguard has gone out of dozens of miles, and the troops behind the palace are still behind and can't forget the end.

And the area under the jurisdiction of the new emperor, such as Youzhou City, Zhenjiang City and other nearly 20 border cities, there are also constantly teams pouring out, converging, and pulling south, and they have only one goal, Shanhaiguan.

Batch after batch of soldiers were sent up from the rear without interruption.

Young faces, carrying bags, carrying newly issued spears, and swords stood in formation.

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

These soldiers have indifferent expressions, but the dark tide in their hearts is surging, and most of them already understand that from now on, they will embark on a vast journey, waiting for their own victory, or they will return triumphantly and worship the marquis, and it is more likely that the blood-stained battlefield and the horse leather shroud.

In a word, if you can't beat the country, you can't go home.

As for escaping? Flinch? I don't dare to think about it.

There is a special detachment in each team, which is commonly known as the Warlords, who follow them when they charge, to see who is cowardly, who dares to escape, immediately raise the knife in hand, kill no matter what, never be merciless.

No matter how it is death, there is still a glimmer of hope for life when rushing forward.

"Kill, kill!"

……

Lord Mao of the household department is standing in the courtyard.

The old man looked at the blue sky in late winter, and sighed: he has silently made preparations for this war for many years, and he can finally verify his ideas and realize his ambitions.

When Lord Wei came to find him, what he saw was the scene of the boss twisting his beard and looking up at the sky.

He came to ask whether the first batch of grain transportation teams should immediately follow the army and set off, this has been instructed by Lord Shangshu, and now it is only waiting for Mao Shilang's order.

"Accurate!"

Fighting a war is not only about the strategic planning of the generals at the front and the bloody battles of the soldiers, but also about the logistical support of the war, and what is always fought is the speed and ability of the dynasty's mobilization from top to bottom, the coordination ability and operational efficiency of various bureaucratic systems, in a word, comprehensive national strength.

With Lord Mao's voice, the grain transport teams in various cities also rushed out, closely following the combat teams that had set off earlier.

Shoulder to shoulder and hand push.

In the long years that followed, the people had to rely on their hands and feet, constantly trekking through mountains and rivers every day, sleeping and eating, and walking in the historical picture of this great war.

Meanwhile.

Morning in Renjia Village.

The women sat next to the cows and began the milking work.

Using their own cleaned wooden barrels to receive milk, regardless of the organization asking for new barrels, it saved Song Fuxi and them a lot of effort.

When the women went out with milk buckets, they would ask a few questions: "How many buckets did you take out at the third end of the house?" ”

"With this bucket alone, my family can squeeze out four buckets."

"Why do you have so many families, I have to learn from your sister-in-law when I go back, is there any trick to raising this cow?"

"Enna, it was dark yesterday, and I also asked a few girls to feed them with their own bran and grass."

The mother-in-law in front of her turned around and shouted, "Stop nagging, assemble." ”

The women hurriedly took the children who could help with the work at home, and carried the milk bucket to speed up the walk.

Here at the entrance of the village, on the main road to each house after entering the village, a long oil shed was erected yesterday.

Everyone has contributed, and you and I have set up the oilcloth one by one.

Mrs. Ma led a few old sisters, opened the stance, and was standing in front of the eight cauldrons.

The pot was directly in front, and the old ladies measured the distance to ensure that the more than 100 women could see their movements clearly when Zi'er was on display.

"Are you there?"

Ninth sister-in-law: "Captain, it's here." ”

"Okay, let's get started."

The eight old ladies squatted down to burn the fire together, and with some operation, the fire was stabbed more vigorously.

One hundred and seven families or mothers-in-law or daughters-in-law on the other side also learned to do the same thing.

When the fire was lit, the eight old ladies put their left hands in the pot at the same time, and felt whether the big iron pot was hot or not with their palms.

The people on the opposite side grabbed the medicine according to the prescription and put their hands in.

I don't know if I feel the heat, but my eyes are fixed tightly and meticulously.

Pour the pre-stored milk into the pot and say, "Come, come with my left hand and stab the fire with me, and let the flames jump up, the higher the better." With my right hand, use the spoon to draw circles and stir, stir, do not stop, stir ......"

Mrs. Ma and the others have already been mixed up, and Song Fuling is coughing on the other side of the river with dozens of little girls with her sisters and sisters.

The newly built oven is still not good to burn in the end, the bricks are not completely dry, and black smoke is emitting when they burn.

One by one, the girls were sitting on the small benches, adding firewood to the stove, and their little faces were made like cats.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem."

Dozens of girls coughed and choked tears, which did not affect the excitement in the courtyard.

There are hundreds of men in the courtyard.

Song Fugui stepped on the ladder and asked on the roof: "Who is who, who is this?" I don't know how to wash my hands when my hands are dirty, and the oiled paper has not been laid yet, and a bunch of paw prints are printed! ”

"Huh? Who, press me a few stones," Tian Xifa shouted from the top of another room.

The man of the big white fat girl fell on his heel when he turned around to fetch the stone, and he also asked, "Who is this, what are you doing here with the wooden plank?" ”

How many people in the village who know a little carpenter work are gathered here, including Song Fuxi, a total of 26 people.

Twenty-six Lu Ban wrinkled his eyebrows in unison while working: "Look at it, don't step on it, glue it." ”

They also think that others have stepped on the board.

A few homes that haven't been picked.

Qian Peiying was weaving straw mats with a group of sisters-in-law, helping to sew the broken quilt of the new pepper base.

The work here, after doing it for a while, I have to take time out to cook, so many people eat, even Qian Peiying has to follow to help, otherwise I can't be busy.

These conscripts have officially eaten with them from today onwards, thanks to the fact that they had prepared a lot of dinner plates for the reception of Deputy Lieutenant Geng, and the families in the village were also close, and these men could also bring their own dishes and chopsticks, but they could also cope with it.

At this time, Song Fusheng was riding Xiaohong galloping on the road, and dozens of "Renjia Village" signs could be seen along the way.

He's going to Nursery Rhymes.

On the one hand, I got a custom-made bread pan for my daughter.

On the one hand, the county order is looking for him, and it is probably that the ration problem of their group has been solved.