In the early morning of the ninth day of October, sleet fell in the sky.

When Chu Yi (shà) got up, he shivered.

It's not the first time he's been to Hebei.

When the two kings of Chengdu and Hejian attacked the king of Changsha and besieged Luoyang, he abandoned his official position and fled to Youzhou for refuge.

As a result, Hebei was not peaceful, and after living for three or four years, he returned to his hometown in Yangzhai.

Yesterday, he was entrusted by Yu Min, the servant, to come to Ji County with two letters.

One of them was written by Yu Shizhong to Lu Yanghou, and the content is unknown.

The other is a letter of recommendation written for him by Yu Shizhong: to serve as a farmer of Luyang State.

Chu Yi is not very interested in this position, and he doesn't really want to be an official, it's too dangerous.

As a local family in Yangzhai County, although Wang Mi suffered a huge blow when he crossed the border, the old foundation is still there, and there are still many tribes and fields, and it has not reached the point where it can't survive.

What he needs is not an official, but an order that can live a stable life - court lords, please, don't let me run around for refuge anymore.

In recent years, the Marquis of Luyang has become famous, protecting the territory and the people, repeatedly breaking the stubborn thieves, and has been supported by many people in the counties south of Luoyang Sanguan. Chu Yu also heard about the deeds of collecting the dead soldiers and civilians in Xiangcheng County and bringing the non-commissioned officers to the funeral.

So, he didn't mind coming to see what was going on with this person.

The first impression is still very good, gentle, substantial, resolute and decisive, and firm in heart.

But first impressions weren't enough, he needed to look further.

"It's so windy." Chu Yu covered his face with his hands to prevent the rain and snow from blowing into his eyes.

The field north of the city of Jijun was already full of people. Chu Yi's eyes widened vigorously, looking for the red-robed general.

"The thieves have gone south, boundless, probably 100,000 people."

"Why are you going south so quickly?"

Liu Yuan was called the emperor, changed to Yongfeng, and his son Liu He was the general, his son Liu Cong was the general of the chariot cavalry, and his nephew Liu Yao was the general of Long Xiang. I heard that there is still a big seal of heroes, Shi Le, Wang Mi, Shi Chao and others naturally have to work hard. ”

"Alas, Liu Yuan is called the emperor, and the dynasty is ......"

"Silence."

Chu Yi walked past the two officials and remained silent.

The porridge had already boiled, and the prince Yu Chen ordered the people who had taken refuge in the south to give porridge to the people who had taken refuge in the south, so that they could survive this difficult time.

Farther to the north, the long dragon with no end in sight was still heading south, and it was the people who were fleeing the military disaster.

The people were brutal, and even if Shile restrained them in every possible way, it was inevitable that something would hurt the people.

Dawubao can still have a little self-preservation, negotiate with Shi Le, Wang Mi and others, offer some money and food, send one or two juniors as protons, and then symbolically send dozens or hundreds of Zhuang guests to fight for Shi Le and others, and the matter will be confused.

But the others don't have this face, and the fort walls and village barriers that can be broken will never be let go.

Therefore, after the matter spread, the people of Ji and Wei counties helped the old and the young, surging south, looking for a place to take refuge.

Perhaps, they don't think that the government will be able to protect them, but there is always a thought when they go, what if?

"The thieves have arrived in Gongxian County, burning, killing and looting. As soon as a family was married, the bride was snatched into the camp and ravaged, and the bridegroom had to stand guard for them. ”

"How do you know?"

"Said by the people who had fled. There are also rumors from Yecheng that Shi Le has been repairing the palace and preparing to live in Liu Yuan after moving the capital. ”

Chu Yu continued to walk quietly.

There were more and more rumors, and he couldn't tell the truth from the fake, and he didn't even know the strength of the enemy.

In fact, no one on the side of Jijun knows how many enemy troops are coming, it may be only 120,000, it may be 350,000, or even more than 100,000.

The rumors are scary.

If there's anything scarier than a rumor, it's a few hands of rumors, and it's just scare-spooking.

Chu Yu walked for a long time and ran into Taishou Yuchen, who was talking to a large group of people.

"Fujun." Chu Yi bowed.

"Seek the future." Yu Chen returned the salute.

He was still very polite to the person introduced by this brother, and after a few casual greetings, he continued to talk with the county fathers (scholars) and old (people).

"Yecheng Wangfujun (Wang Cui) fled, chased and beheaded, the county soldiers were scattered, and the city was occupied by Shi Chao."

"There is news from Zhao County, Shi Le led the army to kill, and Feng Chong, the western governor, led the troops to fight. Rushing to the defeat, rushing below, thousands of people died. ”

"Shi Le also broke the begging army Hao Ting (one said pardon Ting, suspicious) and Tian Yu in Zhongqiu, all of them were killed, and many people were captured."

"Attack ......"

It's all about Schler.

After Yu Chen listened, he only felt that Liu Hanzhu would bloom all over Hebei, attacking cities everywhere, guarding the prime minister could not be controlled, and the governor, assassin Shi, and general were either dead or gone, and the situation was rotten.

How many soldiers did Shile have? No one knows it anymore.

Chu Yu was not in a hurry to leave, and listened silently beside him, and the more he listened, the more shocking he became.

When the kings of Changsha, Hejian and Chengdu fought in Luoyang, he avoided Youzhou and traveled all over the counties of Hebei, and he felt very good at that time, the people were simple and simple, and the scholars were enthusiastic.

But now—the people I saw are still there?

Are the well-dressed gentlemen in Hebei okay?

After hearing this, Yu Chen sighed deeply, feeling a little frightened.

He subconsciously looked not far away, and after searching with his eyes, he saw Lu Yanghou in a red robe, so he led everyone forward.

Chu Yu followed silently, and soon came to the place where Lu Yanghou was.

It was a car camp, with more than 1,000 cars parked in the wilderness. Lu Yanghou was squatting on the ground, talking to the craftsman.

"Prince." Yu Chen called.

Shao Xun got up and saw that a group of people were pressed by the black, and only saluted Yu Chen.

Yu Chen repeated the news he had just heard, and then added: "The thieves have passed through Gongxian and are heading to the county seat to kill. ”

A wild cold wind blows, mixed with snow, and drills straight into people's necks.

The well-dressed people who had taken refuge brushed their faces with their sleeves and shivered with cold.

Chu Yu wiped his face and looked at Lu Yanghou quietly.

Shao Xun's face did not change at all, there were a few snowflakes sticking to the short, thick stubble, and the false clock and military uniform were already soaked, but he stood there straight, like a stone carving.

"Thank you for telling me." Shao Xun nodded, then looked at the fleeing soldiers behind Yu Chen, and said, "Thank you for telling me." ”

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what they meant.

Shao Xun raised his head, looked at the gloomy sky, and sighed: "The wind is really strong." ”

Yu Chen was stunned.

Chu Yu's eyes widened, looking at this excessively young general.

"Fortunately, I brought cotton clothes." Shao Xun smiled slightly, called Tang Jian, and asked, "Are you all ready?" ”

"Ready." Tang Jian replied.

Shao Xun didn't say much, and went straight to inspect each camp.

Yu Chen and the others followed silently.

Garrison of the Silver Spears.

Groups of soldiers lined up in a neat line and walked out of the camp gate and lined up in the wilderness.

The auxiliaries pulled all kinds of vehicles, and pulled weapons, packages, and bags of grain out of the camp.

Yamen military camp.

Huang Biao, Yu An, Gao Yi and others have already begun to bring people out.

Li Zhong stood at the gate of the camp, wearing a helmet and armor, with a serious expression.

After seeing Shao Xun coming, he bowed and saluted, and then continued to stare at the soldiers who came out of the camp.

Volunteer Army, Cavalry Army......

Bands of sergeants gathered from the various camps and formed several phalanxes in the wilderness.

The auxiliaries also lined up their vehicles on the post roads and in the grass, and then assembled in formation.

The northwest wind blew strongly, and there was a tight cry.

Shao Xun rode a war horse, walking by one array, and his voice was faintly heard in the wind-

"Liu Yuan has already claimed the title of emperor, he has made a big vassal, and vowed to set foot on Luoyang and conquer the Central Plains."

"Shi Le is his vanguard, burning, killing and looting in Hebei, doing all kinds of evil."

"Everything that happens in Hebei will eventually happen in Liang County, Xiangcheng, and Guangchengze."

"Your family will also endure all the hardships encountered by the people of Hebei."

"Your family's money and food will be robbed."

"Your wives and daughters will be humiliated."

"You yourself will be driven to conquer cities and ravines."

Every word Shao Xun said was shouted in unison by more than 100 personal soldiers.

The officers in the large array repeated it.

The soldiers listened and listened, and the anger gradually came up.

Shao Xun deliberately paused for a moment to make sure everyone heard clearly and that everyone's emotions were brewing in place.

"You can't escape!" He accentuated his voice and said in a loud voice, "For the sake of today, there is only-"

"Kill them!" Officers in the large array took the lead in chanting.

"Kill them!" The soldiers, led by the officers, shouted in unison.

Shao Xun clamped the horse's belly and walked forward in one phalanx after another.

"Kill them!" He raised his right hand and said loudly.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! More than 4,000 silver-speared soldiers struck the ground with spear shafts, roaring and shouting.

"Kill them!" Shao Xun came to the Yamen army again.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The sword and shield bearers struck their shields with their swords, their faces flushed, and their morale was high.

"Kill them!" Shao Xun stopped in front of the government soldiers.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldiers held the reins in their left hand and the hilt of their heavy sword stuck in the ground with their right hand, and shouted loudly.

Shao Xun swept past the righteous servants, the cavalry and even the auxiliary soldiers one by one.

Everywhere he passed, the sound of killing was overwhelming, completely overshadowing the howling northwest wind.

Yu Chen and the others were all disgraced.

After a while, I looked at you again, and my eyes gradually showed hope.

When the armies were crushed one after another, when the scholars and the common people fled south in a hurry, and when the high-ranking officials of the court pretended to be deaf and dumb, there was such an army that came from afar.

They heard all the bad news.

They have witnessed all sorts of tragic events.

They encountered severe wind and snow weather.

They were not afraid.

A full 20,000 people swore an oath outside the city of Jijun, without hesitation, against the current, to "kill them"!

Such a lot of pride, even if it fails in the end, what is the hatred!

Some even jumped on the occasion and planned to go north with the army. Even if you are old and frail and unable to fight, you can still visit various dock forts and sell your old face to ask for money and food for the army going north.

"Let's go!" Shao Xun drew his saber and pointed to the north.

The wind was strong, and the soaked false clock was blown to a whirl.

The 20,000 men departed in turn and marched north. Like a sharp arrow, it pierced the howling north wind, and went forward.