Huang Chongzhen guessed correctly, Wang Mazi deliberately instigated his general to send people to attack the camp, and volunteered.

Jiang Shoubei glanced at him disdainfully, and only ordered him to be on strict guard in case the enemy attacked the pass at night.

Take the initiative to go out of the camp and attack the camp?

Just kidding, how many years, the so-called nine-sided elite, how many years has there been no such feat?

Jiang Shoubei thought about Emperor Chengzu's five expeditions to Mongolia many years ago, Li Rusong's Liaodong Iron Cavalry crisscrossed Liaodong, North Korea, and the situation when Qi Jiguang was stationed in Jiliao, and couldn't help but sigh deeply unwillingly.

This night, he and his brothers did not nest in the pass, eating turbid wine and blowing cowhides, imagining how many beautiful women they would play with in the future, but stationed in the bitter cold pass.

Even from the second half of the night, the north wind suddenly became cold, and there were many snowflakes falling down, and they became bigger and bigger, and soon became one after another, so that the city pass and people were white-headed, and they did not avoid it.

Fortunately, everyone had a flask hanging from their waists, and although they were of different shapes, they were all filled with cloudy wine, and when they felt cold, they poured a big sip.

Jiang Guard, who has always been slamming the door, also told the gang leaders to stop cherishing the grain reserves, which seemed to be stretched no matter how they save, and burned a lot of hot cakes and sent them to the pass, otherwise they would really not be able to stand it.

Jiang Garrison also asked someone to bring up the set of broken armor that had not been worn for a long time, and it was really the general's horn bow that could not be empty, and it was difficult to protect the iron clothes, but there was no way, this pass, they had to defend it, and they had to defend it if they didn't keep it.

When the day was about to dawn, the big roosters who were well protected by the hard-working women of Gujiazhuang played the effect of an alarm clock as usual, and as Gu Tongying's particularly big voice opened, they came and went.

The sound of this cry one after another was particularly loud in the quiet early morning outside Ma Lanyu, and even the defenders on the gate could hear it clearly, rubbing their faces tiredly and looking at each other.

- Nomads have always driven cattle and sheep for food, when did they even bring a rooster?

I don't know if it's because of the roar of gunpowder bags during the day, which gives everyone a great sense of security, or because of the proximity to their homeland and the protection of the Great Wall, their hearts have become extremely peaceful.

This night, no matter who entered the team, they slept soundly and very sweetly.

No matter where you are, the habit of smelling the chicken has long become a brand that has penetrated into the Chinese nation.

The tent, which had been silent all night, became lively in an instant.

The men stretched their waists, yawned, walked out of the tent, took a breath of fresh air, and suddenly refreshed and refreshed, and the fatigue of the days of rushing was swept away.

The women simply freshened up and dressed themselves in the tent, and then began to pack their belongings and prepare for the entry.

Rubbing their sleepy eyes, the children came out of the tent to look at the Great Wall, the symbol of the Han family, which they had heard from their father countless times.

Between the vicissitudes of heaven and earth, it looks vast because of the flying snowflakes. The children watched attentively, and countless thoughts formed in their innocent minds.

For Huaxia and the Han family, I finally have the first intuitive impression, especially Gu Yanwu, who has been diligent in thinking since he was a child and has many novel ideas.

Huang Chongzhen tore open the sleeping bag, forgot about it towards the north, and saw that the red sky before falling asleep had been covered by snowflakes, so he completely let go of his thoughts.

Overnight, the cold north wind completely overshadowed the south wind that was struggling inside and outside the Great Wall, making the inside and outside of the Great Wall become vast.

"It's really like a spring breeze overnight, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms are blooming."

Wu Sangui just pretended to read out a classic of the ancients in a deep manner, and secretly glanced at Gu Xiaoniang, who looked particularly lazy and agile because of the heavy snow.

But I heard Huang Chongzhen clear his throat on the lonely towering tree, took a deep breath of cold and fresh air, and opened his mouth to chant: "The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting." Looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, only the remnants are reckless, up and down the river, and suddenly the surging ......"

A masterpiece of Grandpa Mao's "Qinyuan Spring Snow" is chanted in the snowflakes flying in the sky.

That mood, that mind, even a rough man like Zu Dale was immersed in it, not only fascinated by the beautiful scenery in front of him, but also because of Ning Yuan's great victory, after the spy war Jin These feats are fierce and intense.

The "Qin Emperor and Han Wu, slightly lost the literary talent, Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, slightly inferior to coquettish", although a little arrogant, but "a generation of Tianjiao Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle", but it is very much higher than the Han family's ambition - the Ming Han people can even drive back to the grassland with the Mongolian iron cavalry that dominates the world, and they can't fight the Jurchen Jiannu in a corner of the world?

Especially the sentence "count the romantic characters, but also look at the present dynasty", which can be called the finishing touch.

The glory of the Han and Tang dynasties has long disappeared in the long river of history, and the Han civilization has been passed down for thousands of years without extinguishing.

"Don't think about the past, don't be afraid of the future, live in the present, come on, gentlemen." After reciting this long poem, Huang Chongzhen sighed faintly, as if talking to himself, as if he meant something, and as if he was saying it to everyone present.

Wu Sangui looked at Chongzhen with his head tilted back in a daze, until he jumped off the tree with his sleeping bag and suddenly blushed.

Becoming a Confucian general has always been his tireless pursuit.

But compared with the boy of the same age in front of him, he seemed so incomprehensible, and he couldn't help but feel some frustration in his heart, but more jealousy and anger, in order to hide it, he finally lowered his proud head.

Gu Yanwu and these children have already been enlightened by the Han culture, so although they are only in the single digits of age, they can already hear the good words of this poem, so they looked at the big brother in front of them with admiration.

The women's gaze at him was also looking forward to Shengbo, but it made the rough men and gentlemen with unclear faces unable to feel the slightest jealousy.

After all, the talent shown by this young man is far beyond the cognition of these croppers.

Gu Tongying, a former Jiangnan scholar, was the most shocking.

However, before he had time to sigh and praise, he saw Huang Chongzhen wave his hand lightly and said, "Go, follow me to call the guards and open the city gate for us." ”

As he spoke, he took the lead in walking towards the still majestic and majestic Ma Lanyu Pass City, as if the majestic and tender long words just now did not come from his mouth.

Zu Dale has been following his brother for a long time, and he has seen a lot, even the governor has seen a lot, and he has always been above the top.

At this time, he was already convinced by this young man who was full of recklessness and confidence between his gestures, and naturally followed behind him, needless to say.

Yuan Qi, who was entrusted by Yuan Chonghuan, also subconsciously followed.

The Wu family subconsciously wanted to take a step, but when they saw that their young master had not yet taken a step, they all looked over to consult.

Wu Sangui suppressed jealousy and anger in the deepest part of his heart, said "go", and followed, and the family members thought that the young master's blush was frozen by the wind and snow, and they just wanted to enter the customs quickly, so they didn't think about it.

The women, children, and men of Gujiazhuang also quickly packed up everything and followed closely behind.

The group followed the wind and snow, stepping on the snow that had already reached a little thickness, until it was a stone's throw away from the pass, and then stopped in the "comer stops" with deep vigilance and a hint of trilling by the defenders of the pass.

"Look, General, those people are coming." Closed, Wang Mazi put up a pergola to block the oncoming wind and snow, and shouted at his general, listening to the voice, he seemed a little impatient.

"I see it." Jiang Shoubei replied with an angry big white eye, but seeing that he didn't move next, he immediately kicked him in the calf and shouted, "Rammer, why don't you ask who they are." ”

"Oh, oh."

Wang Mazi was shocked to realize that the tin horn he learned from his brother unit Guan Ningjun was being tightly held in the palm of his hand, and he hurriedly lifted it to his mouth, and shouted sharply: "Who is coming?" Get your name in! ”

That tone, that posture, was not like a soldier guarding the pass, but a robber of the dart, so angry that Jiang Shoubei slapped him on the leg and stomach again, and scolded: "Speak human words." ”

"Oooh. Who are you? What are you doing here? ”

The roar came through the wind and snow, Huang Chongzhen raised his head, raised his face, and let the snowflakes fall on his head and shoulders, looking like he was not afraid of the wind and snow.

At the same time, it is also good to let the defenders of the Guanshang see this national-shaped face with extremely obvious characteristics of the Han family more realistically, and then clasp his fists and shout: "Garrisoned under the command of Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Lower Liaodong, Huang Chongzhen." ”

"Garrison, Wu Sangui." Wu Sangui was comparable, striving to be the first in everything, and was busy following the roll call.

"Sentinel, Zhou Ji."

"The handsome pro-army is upright, Yuan Qi."

“……”

"Dusi, Zu Dale." Zu Dale finally said the finale.

The one with the highest military rank fell behind, but fortunately, he didn't care about these details, and the governor was in a hurry to obey the power, but he secretly blamed his cheap nephew for being a little ignorant.

"It's actually the garrison of the Guanning Army, and there are two of them, and they're on the same level as the general. The others are either sentinels or team leaders, and at the very least, they are also captains, which is really a luxurious team.

Wow Ka Ka, in the end, this is amazing, it is actually Du Si, called Zu Dale, and General Zu Dashou of the Guan Ning Army, there is only one word missing...... Ouch ......"

Wang Mazi listened with his ears closed, and chattered while listening.

Jiang Shoubei hated his stupid appearance, and couldn't help but slap it hard, making his shiny forehead kiss the city bricks, if it wasn't for the fact that it was covered with a layer of snow, he would have died in the line of duty.

Wang Mazi rubbed his forehead and looked at his favorite general aggrievedly, but saw that the latter's sword eyebrows were frowning, and he had gathered his eyes to look at the comers who were lined up in the wind and snow, standing calmly, and being reviewed.

A stone's throw away, and although it was snowing heavily, it was still a little clear.

Jiang Shoubei repeatedly warned himself to be cautious, but he couldn't help but believe it in his heart.