Chapter 287: Incomprehensible
As dusk approached, the snow was getting heavier and heavier.
Like the vast majority of armies in this era, the Linyu defenders standing on the towers were unevenly equipped.
Some high-ranking generals have spliced fur furs and leather socks to keep out the cold.
Most of the low-level soldiers only have a single coat covered with cotton.
The Chiang family was wealthy, and in order to motivate the morale of the army, each soldier was given winter clothes before the war.
But that kind of jacket with kudzu cloth really can't withstand anything in the cold wind.
Most of the Linyu soldiers shrank under the inner city wall, in the barracks like rotten mushrooms.
The snow soon laid a layer on the surface of the military camp overflowing with sewage.
"What the hell is the weather."
A soldier who had just come down from the city wall rubbed his hands together and returned to the camp.
This camp was inhabited by a bunch of soldiers.
The grass was crowded together, and there were only one or two felts on the couch that were so dirty and shiny that they could no longer be seen in their original color.
A fire was lit in the middle of the tent, and several soldiers sat around to keep warm.
Seeing the snow-covered robe coming in, he hurriedly gave him a place.
Some people didn't move, and the hanging head carefully opened the seams of the uniforms.
There's a long list of lice crawling there.
One by one, he pinched them with his hands and put them in his mouth.
Just like biting sesame seeds, the tip of the tongue is gently curled, and these lice that suck the belly bulging are moved between the molars, chewing fragrantly, and biting crackling.
The soldier who came in wiped the frost and snow from his eyebrows and beard, and put his hands, which were frozen like turnips, to roast them on the campfire.
"How's going outside the city?" An old pawn asked.
He asked, rubbing the thin fishbone in his hand with the thread on his scalp, and sewing a pair of stinky socks that had been fixed and shaped by the sweat of his feet.
The soldier shook his head as the patrol changed.
He wanted to say something, but he had some scruples, and lowered his voice and said, "In the afternoon, the messenger with the surname of the city was expelled. ”
"Come to think of it, there is no possibility of reconciliation."
"I'm afraid this battle is imperative."
At this point, the camp was silent, and even the man who seemed to be concentrating on eating lice and beating his teeth stopped moving.
After a long time, the lice eater took a bite into the bonfire and said in a low voice: "The damn Jiang family, provoked the great god, but they want us to fight with our lives." ”
"Look at the people, and then look at us."
His mud-covered nails found a fat lice in the crack of his clothes, threw it into his mouth, and chewed viciously: "What are people wearing?" What's in your hand? What about us? ”
The old man who mended the socks also sneered: "Look at the general of the other people, that is called a majestic and brave, we ...... here."
"Prince Jiang was frightened away, did he still set foot in the city tower?"
Someone answered: "I heard that the eldest prince Jiang has already prepared a ship in the port and is ready to move his family to Qingzhou." ”
These words aroused the indignation of the soldiers in the battalion.
"His grandmother's, their nobles have run away, change places and continue to be rich, leaving the people of this city, after the city is broken, how can the people end well."
"My old mother and child are still in the city!"
"Alright."
Hearing them talk louder and louder, Shi Chang, who had been closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, interrupted: "Be quiet." ”
This chief is a veteran soldier, squinting his eyes slightly and whispering: "Bear with it, it is said that Zhao Taishou has excellent military discipline, and it should not be ......"
Speaking of this, Shi Chang also sighed uncertainly.
No matter how good the military discipline is, the destruction of the city means that you can reasonably let go of looting and looting, and reward the soldiers.
Who can resist such temptation.
The chief had to whisper: "Depending on the situation, there should be a few days before the siege of the city, the battlefield is smart, life is your own, you don't have to work hard." ”
Conversations like these happen everywhere.
Zhao Yun's deliberate show of martial arts outside the city was quite effective.
At least at this time, Linyu didn't want to fight from top to bottom.
After discovering that his symbolic threat actually attracted such a resolute punch response.
Only then did the family in Linyu City know what it means to repent and break the liver and sausage.
For hundreds of years, the rules of the Maison that they had been following by default were violently broken.
The newly appointed Taishou directly flipped the table.
Even though he cursed Gongsun and Zhao Yun for not paying attention, he really saw the army outside the city with everyone wearing armor.
These rebellious bone families are still cowardly.
Knowing that the war was about to start, the family began to plan the way back.
It's just that their homeland is hard to leave, and they still want to gamble after all.
Bet that Zhao Yun will be willing to talk to them.
But the messenger who was expelled declared that hope was dashed.
Knowing the movements of Chiang's shipyards and merchant ships, most of the families in the city decided to follow him and fled to Qingzhou by sea.
Seeing that after Zhao Yun's military village, pieces of forests fell, and the day when the opponent's siege equipment was built was the time to attack the city.
The families in the city have stepped up the collection of assets and accelerated the pace of evacuation.
It's easy to say that the family is moving.
There are still two broken crockpots in the relocation of the poor family, not to mention these wealthy families, and the families are very busy for a while.
Left alone in the city, the people trembled.
Jiang Xuan knelt and sat down, looking extremely sad.
In his lap, he carried the arrow he had plucked from the corpse of his retinue.
The middle-aged man sitting opposite him looked at his face, coughed a few times, but chuckled: "Xuan'er, but are you unwilling?" ”
The copper furnaces at the four corners were filled with enough charcoal fires, and spices were sprinkled to suppress the smoke.
The middle-aged man was so hot that he loosened his shirt.
Jiang Xuan raised his head and said, "Father, I don't understand. ”
The Gongsun clan, who had just experienced the battle of Lingzhi and even the next head of the family, Gongsun Ying, was in the chaos of the army, should be the weakest and in urgent need of support.
At such times, what they get by provocation should be concessions and compromises.
But why, what appeared outside Linyu City would be such a strong army.
Jiang Xuan frowned, showing the black arrow with a gloomy expression.
"Those soldiers and those cavalry, what did the Gongsun clan use to raise them?"
"Where does the grain come from?"
"The soldiers' well-dressed armor and weapons, as well as such arrows, were they not conjured out of thin air?"
Jiang Xuan's father sighed and shook his head: "Gongsun Xu still has some background. ”
Then he relieved: "If you can't figure it out, don't think about it, and prepare for the migration with peace of mind." ”
He emphasized: "Especially the craftsmen and experienced sailors, these are the foundation of our Jiang family. ”
Jiang Xuan nodded seriously and said: "Father, rest assured, they have all been placed in the city, and they can be sent to Qingzhou first when the fleet docks tomorrow." ”
Hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, good, with these foundations, my son will definitely be able to show his skills under Yuan Gong's account." ”
Hearing this, Jiang Xuan's face relaxed.
Not to mention the Jiang family's father and son, how to plan the evacuation.
Outside the city, there was action.
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It's been a long time since I've written in the early hours of the morning, and my brain is like paste