Chapter 670: Thunder in the North, the Dream-Stepping Knife(2/2)
After saying this, he stabbed forward! In front of him, the shadow of the gun roared up, like a prairie fire, engulfing him.
In the darkness further away, a young man named Yuwen Feidu appeared, drawing his bow and nocking an arrow...
"Don't leave today..."
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On June 14th, a heavy rain fell. Black rain clouds seemed to cover the sky, and the rain washed everything wantonly, with lightning and thunder. This made it impossible to continue the training in Xiaocang River, and all the soldiers were
The room was stuffy all day long, and it was in the evening that the heavy rain finally stopped. The sun had not yet set, and the sky was clear and bright, as if it were new. It was only on June 15th that training resumed.
In the evening of that day, in the small courtyard halfway up the mountain, Su Tan'er came back. She had a rare extra bowl of rice. Her work was coming to an end. Little Ning Xi, who had a bandage on her head, complained that she couldn't work for the past two days.
Regarding class, I don’t know if Min Chuyi studied hard.
After dinner in the fading summer heat, Ning Yi went out to enjoy the cool air and spend a while. Jin'er also came over and told him that the little girl named Min Chuyi came to class today, perhaps because she accompanied Ning Xi out.
Playing caused Ning Xi to be injured. The parents of the Min girl beat her, and she may have been slapped on the face.
Talking about trivial matters like this, and talking about the training in the valley over the past two days and some rumors, Jin'er recalled Ning Yi's question a month ago and raised a few questions. Ning Yi looked at the valley below and smiled slowly.
Opened his mouth.
"What does the Xiaocang River look like? The old man from the Zuo family said it looks like a dangerous egg on the cliff. You said it looks like a bag. Of course there is nothing wrong with it like this or that. That question just came to my mind suddenly.
Well, I think... hmm?"
Just as he was talking, Tan'er also walked over from the side. At this time, Ning Yi was sitting on a tree stump with grass next to it. Su Tan'er smiled and asked, "What are you talking about?" Sitting on the grass nearby.
Come down.
Ning Yi repeated the question he had asked Jin'er. Tan'er looked at the valley below. He hugged his knees with his hands, put his chin on his knees, and replied softly: "Like a knife."
Yeah, it's like a knife...
Ning Yi nodded.
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In the river valley, Battalion Commander Pang Liuan was walking on the street, frowning and asking the young people around him to go away. He was almost bored to death. He had been asked many insidious questions in the past few days, and now someone came again.
Asked if he was going out to fight against some big family.
"Fight, fight, fight, even if I have to fight, I'm not as hopeless as you say! Think bigger."
He revealed a little bit of the answer to the mystery. What came to mind was the meeting that night three days ago.
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"... Since last autumn, we came to this area of Xiaocang River. Our original plan was to rely on Qingmuzhai, take advantage of the surrounding geographical advantages, open a business road or even a business network that connects all parties, and solve the problem of
The current difficulties. At that time, Xixia had not made any major moves, and the Western Military Division was not dead. We thought this goal was very difficult, but there was still something we could do..."
"...But since December, when the news of Zhong Shidao's death came, we have completely rejected this plan..."
"... After Xixia came, there was chaos in the northwest. In the foreseeable future, the Jin people will gradually swallow up the north of the Yellow River, and we will definitely be isolated. In this situation, it has been confirmed that it is impossible to open trade routes.
So we can only choose another path. If this path is stated directly and people think about it for a day or two, it will only lead to the disorganization of the entire Xiaocanghe military and the complete collapse of the existing foundation. For this reason, we are doing
After making the decision, we carried out... all the work so far..."
"...For nearly a year, the core of all Xiaocanghe's work has been to raise the subjective initiative of the soldiers in the valley, to make them feel the pressure, and at the same time, to make them think that this pressure does not necessarily require them to solve it. A large number of
Division of labor and cooperation, enhance their mutual recognition, convey external information, and let them
Understand what reality is and let them feel everything they need to feel. By this day, they have developed a sense of identity with themselves, they can identify with their peers and the group, and they will no longer be afraid of this pressure, because
They all know that this is what they must overcome next..."
"And, they can cross..."
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After nearly a year of hard work, Xiao Canghe now sees a knife.
It is hard and rough to the extreme. Due to the huge internal problems, it may be broken into pieces once it encounters any chaos. Any society is a complex whole, but this society, because it is too single, will be broken when it encounters any chaos.
The problems and defects are too simple and have gone to extremes.
What supports this valley is the belief that has been worked out over the past year, but it is only this belief. This makes it astonishingly fragile and can break at a single bend, but this belief is also paranoid and fearless, and it is almost reachable.
It is like a high-carbon steel knife full of flaws. If you swing the knife hard, it may break.
But the problem is, who can catch this powerful sword next...
On June 16th of the second year of Jingping, chaos was continuing in the outside world in the northwest. Among the mountains, a group of people were eyeing the small valley as an imaginary enemy. To the north, the atmosphere in Qingmuzhai was equally chilly, and they were on guard.
The golden soldiers threatened without hesitation. In this river valley, the rallying trumpets sounded.
Lightning traveled and pierced the thunderclouds, and heavy rain was gathering in the northwest sky. No one knew what kind of thunderstorm was coming.
Chapter completed!