The main battlefield of the Patriotic Army and the Rebel Army is in the Linxian Plain.

After the initial temptation, the two sides soon entered the stage of fighting with real knives and guns, and the battle was half a catty and eight taels, and each had a victory or defeat.

After several rounds of tug-of-war, the central and southern parts of the Linxian Plain were repeatedly pushed and ploughed by the giant wheel of war, and the land was about to rot.

But anyone with a discerning eye knows that this situation is only temporary.

Yan Saburo rushed from Shengyi, where singing and dancing, rushed to the front line of the war, as if he was in another world.

At this time, it was summer, and the central and southern parts were already a little hotter than the north, but this did not affect the appetite of the teenagers in the slightest.

He sat at a food stall and ate the third largest bowl of pulp, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Two sugar triangles and two sesame baked cakes have been eaten, and he is dealing with the third cake.

The teenager ate an amazing amount of food, but the people around him were not surprised. It is said that half the size eats the poor man, at the age of fourteen or fifteen years old, who can eat better than them?

The diners around him did not envy the amount of food he ate, but envied his generosity. Local prices have skyrocketed, and a large bowl of pulp used to cost only two copper plates, but now it costs twelve copper plates. Yan Saburo ate all the money for other family's two meals this time.

In fact, he was far from full, but he didn't want to be noticed.

"Hey, are you eating again?" the white cat's voice came from behind. This kid is getting more and more able to eat, give him a cow, isn't he okay?

"Hmm. He's been feeling hungry lately, "The ninth meridian has been opened. This is a major repair progress he completed in the process of going south, and the breakthrough is natural and unhindered, and since then his body has been full of vitality and blood, and he has entered a new realm.

If the metabolism is too fast, the consumption will naturally be more.

"If you eat it, you eat it for nothing. Chitose cut him, "I don't see any growth, I don't know where the food went." ”

Yan Saburo pursed his lips.

This is the hidden worry in his heart. Half of the age of twelve is over, and people get married early, and women can marry at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and men can marry at the age of sixteen or seventeen.

It's strange that he's not growing long.

You must know that his qi and blood run far beyond ordinary people, not to mention the amount of exercise, it stands to reason that there should have been signs of growth at this time.

When Yan Saburo grabbed the medicine, he also secretly prepared himself with more herbs such as Xianmao and Zhimu to seek warmth. But so far, it doesn't seem to have taken effect.

There are a lot of premature customers in the shop, and it seems that everyone is busy, but the atmosphere is not good.

This is the closest to the Central and South China front, and the main topic of the meal is of course the front-line war. Yan Saburo listened quietly, and most of what he heard was the worries of the guests.

"Hasn't there been any good news lately?"

"Nope. The Brown Army is also too powerful, I heard that the Imperial Army can't surround the city!"

Hearing their discussion, Yan Saburo slowed down his eating. He's just here, even if he hears some news.

The most feared point of the locals: Will the Brown Army come to fight?

"The Tingjun patronizes the closed city and does not come out, where can they still protect the surroundings?" someone sighed, "I see, it will be half a month after the call!"

These words caused a lot of discussion among the people, and some opponents said: "No wonder the court army shrank its head, I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of rebels, and the court army is only tens of thousands smaller, and the disparity in strength is huge, so it is not easy to fight." ”

The man in front of him said impatiently: "No matter what the reason, anyway, the court army will wither and can't be defeated, so everyone should prepare to flee." ”

Yan Saburo slowly bit the sugar triangle, but he was thinking in his heart.

The court army was defeated by the opponent and retreated, and now it has almost no power to protect itself, and it has to defend the city passively. Could it be that the news he received in Shengyi was wrong, and Han Zhao hadn't rushed to the Central and Southern Battlefield yet?

It shouldn't be.

For such a long time, unless the Marquis of Zhenbei encounters a major event, he will never delay the fighter.

Everyone talked for a while, and their hearts became heavier and heavier, and they all sighed for a long time, and soon lost their interest in speaking. Only then did Yan Saburo ask the person who was remarkable: "How far is this place from the battlefield?"

"How far, it's very close!" the man glared, "The imperial army is guarding Qingling City, and it will be forty miles south from here." Don't think it doesn't matter, if the Brown Army wants to kill it, it will take a day and a half to work. ”

His wife and daughter sat at the same table, and two twelve or thirteen-year-old girls shouted: "The Brown Army is here, will it really kill people and steal money?"

"Yes, how could it not?" there was a diner on the side, "My relatives live in Tapu Township, and the Brown Army has captured it, not to mention the money, and the people have been killed alive and marinated into meat strips to serve as marching food!

The little girl's face turned pale with fright, but she soon had a question: "Your relatives have been made into strips of meat?"

"That's right. ”

"He's all in strips, how do you know?"

This person was stunned for a moment, and his face was displeased: "The others brought me a message, if you are suspicious and think that the Brown Army will not kill people, you can stay here!"

Hearing this, Yan Saburo knew that the following discussion would not be of much value. He drank the last bite of the pulp, put down the bowl, bought a lot of pastry as dry food, and turned to leave.

He hadn't gone far before he heard the two little girls muttering in private, "Little brother is so handsome." "A young girl of this age has not experienced the scourge of war, and cannot truly feel the horror of war, and the misery of the world is too far away from them. But they still instinctively like beautiful things.

"Yes, you like it, if you do, why don't you talk to Daddy when he asks him?"

"I—I don't dare. She was stumbling, "He was looking at me for a moment." ”

Twelve-year-old Yan Saburo's eyes are not as round as when he was a child, and he has begun to become narrow and long, but his lips are red and his teeth are white, and he is still handsome. Because of the perennial exposure to the sun, the skin is not as pale as the children of the noble family, but a healthy micro-wheat color, and it is vigorous.

Yan Saburo frowned slightly invisibly.

The two little girls said, "The cat is so beautiful." ”

The white cat glanced lazily at them, counting them as having a bit of eyesight, but why did they praise Xiao San first?

Woman, hehe.

The cat lay comfortably in the bookcase and let him carry it away: "Someone praises you, are you still not happy?"

Yan Saburo did not answer. If you don't sing or eat with your face, how can a man be proud of being handsome?

This is the town closest to the front line, and further south is the war, and Tsubazaburo is ready to do some reconnaissance first.

At this time, the official road is also getting more and more desolate. The goal was to go south, so Yan Saburo left the official road after traveling seven miles and entered the wilderness.

Walking here, you basically enter no man's land.

Soon, however, he heard a commotion coming from ahead.