In late July, the plague of the Shengtian locust plague has not subsided, the people are in the midst of famine, although the northern region is still in the autumn of war, but the emperor still ordered the mobilization of grain and grass in various places to alleviate the disaster, and there are still corrupt officials in some places, and the disaster relief food in the hands of the people is very little......

And at this time, there was good news, the Xuanjia Iron Cavalry that went to suppress the southern barbarians was victorious, and the people of the northern region did not have time to rejoice, in mid-August, Zhongzhou fell! The Xiling army soon occupied the seven counties of Zhongzhou, and the whole country in the Northern Regions was shocked, and it was almost the destruction of the Northern Regions......

At the same time, various states and counties are also constantly rushing to recruit troops, and the Xiling army is even more aware of the current situation in the Northern Regions, Zhongzhou is occupied, almost losing its shield, plus the locust plague in Shengtian, then it is only a matter of time before the entire Northern Regions is taken!

The opportunity can not be lost, and the loss will not come again, Xiling sent 120,000 defenders from the country again, almost poured out, and the army of more than 500,000 was divided into three forces, attacking Qinchuan, Taiyuan, and Hangzhou respectively, and the destination was to go to Shangjing, the imperial capital of the northern region!

The demise of the Northern Regions is almost a matter of time... The current situation in the Northern Regions is like the people in Sheng Tian's locust plague, stubbornly surviving in the cracks...

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The sky was clear, the sun was mild, Lin Qing carried a small backpack on his back, and walked on the bluestone path with Xiao Lin Xin and Liu Hao, they were going to call Xu Siyu and go to the mountains to pick some wild vegetables and dig the roots of Tengqi grass to eat.

Lin Qingdu has lost a lot of weight, and Xiao Lin Xin's slightly fat little face has already lost weight, and now it is seven or eight points similar to her sister, when she was slightly fat before, it was not very obvious, but now it is obvious.

And Liu Hao somehow, he was thinner than the two, on his handsome face, his cheeks were slightly sunken, a little thin, and he was starved to this point, at this time, he helped Lin Qing hold a small hoe with one hand, and the other hand was still holding the folding fan that did not leave his hand all year round, slowly inciting, but now, although he is still wearing that light blue robe, he has lost his previous demeanor.

"Brother Liu Hao, why are you hungry and dimple on your face, my sister and I are not as miserable as you." Xiao Lin Xin turned his head to look at the dimples on Liu Hao's face, and asked in a slightly puzzled voice.

"I drink porridge every day, and now it's a blessing that I haven't been killed." Sighing, Liu Hao said helplessly.