Border Ningcheng.

The snow is sunny at the beginning of the day, and the sunshine shows the domineering spirit of the northwest, which is not at all like the winter when the wind and snow are raging.

Since the last time the Rong State failed to attack the city four times in a row in one day, it withdrew to Ningcheng for fifty miles.

For seven days, there was not a single active attack.

The cessation of the Rong Kingdom continued until the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Northwest Battalion.

Everyone knows that the truce is only temporary, and the silence of Rong Guo these days must be holding back a big move.

In order to cope with the re-attack of the Rong State, the Northwest Army kept strengthening the city wall, and did not relax for a moment in the large-scale training.

The Northwest Army and the Rong State have been fighting each other for so many years, and they are the most familiar opponents with each other, and there is an undercurrent surging under the temporary tranquility.

Both sides know that the next battle will either be you dead or I will live.

The Northwest Army has a deep hatred for Rong, but Rong is bound to win Ningcheng.

Neither side has the patience to continue to wear it down.

Although the whole battalion was preparing for the next meeting of the enemy, after all, in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, there was still a joyful atmosphere in the tense and solemn.

After all, the Chinese New Year is the top priority engraved in the bones of the people of this land.

At the end of the year, busy and busy, isn't it just to be reunited for the New Year.

Naturally, the soldiers on the border areas cannot go back for the New Year, especially this year when they are in a state of war, and they cannot go back for the New Year.

I can't go back to my hometown, and I have to celebrate the New Year in the camp.

Although the grain and grass were almost exhausted, and the reinforcements and new food did not know when they would arrive, the battalion still prepared a rich Chinese New Year's Eve meal for the soldiers.

Everyone understands that this year is the last year that some soldiers have spent on earth, so they must be well fed.

Bai Dazhuang, the people of Shenshu Village, who participated in the repair of the city wall, have rebuilt the city wall that was blown up and burned, and it has been dried and solidified in the days when the Rong Kingdom did not attack.

Bai Zhaomei's subordinates guarded the city in the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

When there is no war, every year after the year, Ningcheng will be brightly lit, the streets will rub shoulders, and the cries of selling will be heard all the way to the camp. On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Ningcheng is even more lively, and the indescribable lights are connected, illuminating this important northwest border town like day.

The people of the northwest are simple, and girls and young men in beautiful clothes beat their horses past, and the sound of giggling resounded through the streets and alleys.

So vibrant, so vibrant.

And now, the war has brought too much suffering to Ningcheng, and many people have moved to Guannai this year.

Especially in the previous few sieges by the Rongguo army, the people in this city became more and more frightened, and the shops and wine shops were closed, and everyone was closed.

The whole city was like a deserted city.

In the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, the people of Ningcheng ushered in the New Year in the shadow of war.

The lights that haven't been lit for a long time are on, and the sound of firecrackers is even heard not far away.

Even the aroma of boiled dumplings can be heard in the distance.

Although it can't be compared with the past Chinese New Year's Eve, there is a trace of fireworks in Ning City on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Looking at the dotted lights in Ningcheng, Bai Zhaomei had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

This was the first Chinese New Year's Eve he did not spend in Shenshu Village, and at this time he missed his father and grandmother, his sister, and his sister-in-law's cooking.

I still miss Cuicui.

He left home to join the army at a young age, and as soon as he stepped onto the stage of the great northwest, he encountered the war between Xia Rong and Xia Rong that determined the fate of his family and country.

has experienced blood and seen death, Bai Zhaomei is no longer the country boy in Shenshu Village.

He knew the variables of the battlefield and understood the meaning of war.

He stood on the city wall with arrows on his back all day today, and a cold wind hit him.

The reason why he is standing here is to let the people of Ningcheng live a good year in peace; The reason why he went to the border was to protect the people like Shenshu Village from the invasion of war.

My sister said that she would become a general.

But the road to becoming a general was so cruel, and in this war after war, he saw the death of one comrade after another.

In particular, Da Mao's sacrifice had the greatest impact on himself.

The two are about the same age, they joined the army together, and they looked forward to returning to their hometown together after the war.

But Da Mao died here, and before he died, he used the sword in his hand to kill five enemies.

He was uncomfortable at the thought that more of his comrades, including himself, would die in the wars that would follow.

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

This is the cruelty of war.

"Look, there's a man on the wall."

Bai Zhaomei looked down, and there were a few children playing by the city wall.

One of them, a little girl in a red cotton jacket, carried a lantern to the city wall, pointed to Bai Zhaomei, and spoke to her companions.

"He's scary with an arrow and a knife on his back." The boy in his companion stepped back and said.

"They are not scary, my mother said that they are the ones who protect Ningcheng, and with their protection, the Rong Kingdom will not come in." The little girl raised the lantern and waved at Bai Zhaomei, who saw that she had big eyes, clear and smart.

Bai Zhaomei listened to her childish voice, remembered her sister Xiao Fuyuan at home, and couldn't help laughing.

As soon as they heard the Rong people, their companions ran towards the city from the city wall, shouting as they ran: "The Rong people will not call today, they will also celebrate the New Year." It's the New Year, it's the New Year, go home and eat dumplings. ”

Bai Zhaomei smiled and shook her head, I hope that the people of Ningcheng can have a stable year tonight.

"Bai Zhaomei, I'll take the shift, and you take your brothers to eat dumplings." Wu Xiaoying took a bunch of people to the city wall to change Bai Zhaomei's shift.

Bai Zhaomei found You Qingya standing at the forefront in a military uniform.

Now no one dares to underestimate You Qingya, she was not stage frightened at all in the last Rongguo siege, and slashed and killed more than a dozen enemies.

"Have you eaten?" Bai Zhaomei asked.

"I've eaten, and there's wine." Wu Xiaoying said with a smile.

After Bai Zhaomei and Wu Xiaoying handed over, they waved their hands to the surrounding subordinates, and everyone walked down the city wall in an orderly manner.

When I came to the city wall, I laughed.

Bai Zhaomei didn't stop it, after all, it was the New Year, and there were dumplings to eat, so everyone's excitement was understandable.

Everyone talked and laughed and walked towards the second place.

Meng Zhixu governed the army very strictly, and the camp was not chaotic because of the festival, on the contrary, it was as orderly as ever, but in the orderly order, there was still the joy of the festival.

The camp was the same as the city of Ningcheng, the lights were lit, and the barracks were hung with red lanterns everywhere, and the circles of red halo light showed tranquility and peace, making people forget the shadow of war.

Bai Zhaomei and her party soon came to the second office.

Almost all the people in the camp were in the second house, from the inside of the house to the outside, and everyone had a glass of wine in front of them.

Bai Zhaomei saw General Meng with a solemn face, and Xie Xiaolian stood beside him.

General Meng has always eaten and lived with the soldiers, and the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion dinner is even more so.

Bai Zhaomei saluted at them, and hurriedly found her position and stood firmly.

General Meng raised his glass.

"The first glass of wine is a toast to all the good sons and daughters here, you defend the border against the enemy...... The second cup of the sacrificed soldier ......"

Everyone raised their glasses.

To those who live and to those who sacrificed.

The wind and snow and blood on the border made Bai Zhaomei, who was already iron-blooded, red-eyed.

"Win! Victory! ”

The boiling shouts of the soldiers spread throughout the camp.

(End of chapter)