When Zhou came in to Lingshui Academy, it was already early in the morning of the second day.

Listening to the sound of reading in the school, Zhou Jin only felt a sense of relief in his heart, but after stopping for a while, he found that something was wrong.

Freedom, democracy, harmony, prosperity?

These unfamiliar words floated gently in Zhou Jin's ears, making him feel refreshed.

After careful consideration, I realized that what these children learned in the school was very different from what they knew.

Before he could continue listening, a voice interrupted Zhou Jin's thoughts.

"Sir, are you here to visit the children?"

Zhou Jin turned his head to see that an old man dressed as a farmer had already walked up to him with a smile.

"This old man, dare to ask what the children in the school are learning?"

"I'm also a rough writer, how come I've never heard of it."

But the old man kept smiling all the time, and talked to Zhou Jin about the development history of Lingshui Academy.

This old man is a school worker in Lingshui Academy, and he is responsible for the sanitation and security near the school on weekdays.

According to what the old man said, all the teaching materials of the Lingshui Academy were compiled by Xiao Jiu, the county commander.

At the beginning, these masters who taught in the school still had a lot of opinions about the teaching materials, but they were all suppressed by Xiao Jiuyi.

Since Zhou Jin entered Lingshui County, the most heard is this mysterious Xiao County Order.

Almost all the people under the rule of Lingshui County have great respect for Xiao Jiu, and even some are overly mythical.

There must be a reason why the people of a place can be so loved.

Originally, Zhou Jin also planned to go to Qingzhou, but changed his mind at this time.

After listening to the sound of books in the school for a while, Zhou Jin quietly left and rode his little donkey to the county office.

……

Zhili, outside the Huya Pass.

Looking at the towering city wall of Huya Pass, Zong Yu's eyes were a little dull, while Mr. Ye and some grassland cavalry behind him were all speechless.

"What a hero."

Zong Yu sighed slightly.

For hundreds of years, the grassland Rong tribe has been living in the desolate Saiwai, and no cavalry has ever been able to reach the Huya Pass in Zhili.

Now Zong Yu has achieved the mission that his fathers can't accomplish, and he is quite emotional.

A long time ago, the six northern states were the land where they took root, and the Huya Pass was also built to resist the invasion of the Rong people.

But since the rise of Great Xia, the territory has continued to expand to the north, and has developed into the current six border states.

Now the tiger of Great Xia has fallen ill, and the grassland people have re-entered the land of the six states.

Zong Yu's ambition was constantly expanding, and he was asking questions in his heart like his ancestors who had been banished years ago.

Why can the group of cowards in Great Xia live in fertile land, and they can only live a precarious life by blowing the cold wind outside the plug?

The easy capture of Liangzhou made Zong Yu feel that the army of Great Xia was not worth mentioning, and it was not until he came to Huya Pass that he realized that he was a little sitting in the well and watching the sky.

Zong Yu secretly swore in his heart that one day he would lead the iron cavalry of the grassland into the pass.

Just as Zong Yu was looking at the Huya Pass with mixed feelings, Wang Meng, the guard on the Huya Pass, was also blowing the cool evening breeze in the city tower.

The warm evening breeze brought a comfortable feeling, but Wang Meng did not have a trace of happiness in his heart at this time.

He is not from Guanzhong, and his hometown is far away in Jinju.

recalled his bumpy journey in the army, and two lines of tears slowly flowed down unconsciously.

If it were possible, Wang Meng would inevitably volunteer to go out to kill the enemy, but now his king's order is difficult to disobey, so he can only guard the pass here behind closed doors.

Wang Meng thought a lot, but in the end, he just stared into the distance silently and was silent for a long time.

"General, it's cold, let's go back."

A guard sergeant stepped forward and whispered to Wang Meng, who bowed slightly when he heard the words and walked down the tower.

The situation at the border is not optimistic, and relief efforts in the states of the border are continuing.

Now the disaster in the Guannai has lasted for several months, but the previous years of military rearmament battles have almost emptied the treasury of Great Xia.

At this time, the situation broke out, and instead of gradually improving over time, it became more and more intense and spread to several states in the south, and even began to appear large-scale rebellions.

Different from the original displaced people, the victims of the disaster in various places are now instigated by people with good intentions, and they have begun to form rebel armies with religious overtones.

Among them, Xuzhou, near the north, has a non-governmental organization called "Vulcan Sect" that is the most popular, directly shouting the slogan "Great Xia is dead, Vulcan should be prosperous".

For a time, the entire Xuzhou and even the three states in the north began to have some rumors.

……

Xuzhou, Linjun.

In the county house, a man with a rich body was looking at the crying family members in the house with a sad brow.

"If you cry, you know how to cry."

Unable to bear the cry in his ears, the man scolded several women directly.

When the lady of the main house heard the man's reprimand, she was not afraid, and went back directly.

"Qi Rang, you have the ability to be angry with our women, why don't you drive away the rebels outside the city."

Hearing his tower-like lady refute him, the man named Qi Rang was not in the mood to talk to him, but just turned his head to look out the door.

Qi Rang is the county guard of Linjun County, Xuzhou, and few people usually pay attention to this remote wilderness county.

But since the outbreak of the disaster, the people in Linjun have established the Divine Fire Sect, and countless victims have flocked to join, and gradually have gained a lot of momentum.

When the Shenhuo Sect first started up, it was just a group of dozens of thieves, but it has grown to tens of thousands today.

During this period, Qi Rang also sent troops to carry out several encirclement and suppression, but with little effect.

After all, Xuzhou is not the northern border, and the soldiers in the county are all rich and noble soldiers who have never fought before, and they can't fight tens of thousands of disaster victims.

Until today, the established Shenhuo Sect members have broken through the county seat under their jurisdiction and gathered tens of thousands of troops to besiege the county town of Lin.

"The county guard Qi rang, open the city gate, and leave your whole corpse."

Waves of rebel people outside the city shouted and provoked nakedly, but the county guard Qi Rang was like a shrunken turtle and never saw a human figure, which made the defenders in the city feel a little chilled.

At this time, on the tower of the county town, the guard looked at the black pressure below in a daze.

Before the Divine Fire Sect was successful, he had also repeatedly admonished him to send troops to exterminate him, but at that time, Qi Rang did not take this group of victims seriously at all, and he always had a contempt for it.

When the Shenhuo Sect attacked the counties and towns under its jurisdiction, the county guard Qi Rang came back and asked him to lead troops to suppress it.

But it was too late, the best time was missed, and after the failure of the suppression, Qi Rang's scolding was ushered in.

At this time, the defenders were still hesitating whether to open the city gate and join the rebel army.

Although the current Great Xia is full of devastation, it still nominally belongs to the imperial court and the prefecture.

By letting this gang of rebels into the city, Linjun will become the first military unit to be breached by the rebels.

How to choose has become a difficult problem for him.