//The latest chapter of Tofu novel without pop-up windows//The sky was dark, and suddenly it snowed like goose feathers. White snowflakes fluttered and quickly covered the earth-_)

The blood on the school ground was soon covered with snow. Although Zhao Xingde only reminded him lightly, everyone was filled with a stern heart. The officials walked towards the crowd of people huddled together in the snow to keep warm. The people looked timidly at these non-commissioned officers wearing military robes and pedals. Some of them looked cold in their faces, while others squeezed out a little smile, but their mood was heavy, as if they had stepped onto a battlefield.

The official Mei Xiaxian said: "Mr. Zhao, the notice of the land sale order has been copied. When will it be issued?"

Zhao Xingde nodded and ordered: "Import it now." Mei Xiaxian immediately submitted the draft official document. Zhao Xingde took it, read it quickly, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Mei Xiaxian: "Posted out"

"Yes" Mei Xiaxian said respectfully, and took the notice with both hands

The Liao Kingdom invaded the south and the Central Plains stormed, resulting in a large amount of fertile land in Henan without anyone to cultivate Zhao Xingde issued a land sale order, setting the price of abandoned fields between about half and a quarter of the original people who had no money to buy land could borrow from the government. After that, the land price will be paid for a total of twenty years, regardless of interest, Zhao Xingde's original intention was to guide Guanzhong workers to take out the "food coupons" and "cotton coupons" to buy land, and then use it to provide relief to those families who did not have any work and disciples. However, a few scholars who did not flee south, such as the Mei family in Lushan, also planned to take this opportunity to buy land in large quantities, and use Mei Xiaxian to persuade Nai's father.

If General Zhao could defend Henan, then this would be a rare opportunity in a century. If General Zhao could not defend Henan, then there would be no eggs under the collapse of the nest? What is it? After experiencing the harassment of the Liao people and the robbers, Zhao Xingde's army restored Henan, Mei Xia first heard the news and rushed to Bianliang to serve under his command. He was skillful and familiar with the situation of the prefectures and counties in the capital. He was soon led by Zhao Xingde Jian to draft the article. Although Zhao Xingde himself had outstanding articles, he was plagued by military affairs and government affairs. Most of the articles were only dictated. Mei Xia first recorded and sorted them out and issued them with seals.

Heavy snow fell, and the top of Shiren Mountain was soon filled with white snow

The minions of the village tried to wear their clothes on their bodies, hunched over, and even said that the wind and snow were heavy on the mountain. Try to keep a breath of heat. Although the official army had only six or seven thousand troops, they had all the horses, infantry and artillery. When the official army first came, the leader of the village had even ordered his troops to fight against him. Unexpectedly, it was like an egg hitting a stone, and he was beaten up by others. After that, Wang Lun gathered the remaining troops and guarded the village to death and refused to go out.

The army was not in a hurry, and only sent scouts to watch the roads tightly. In order to save food, Wang Lun drove the old and young people in the village to 20,000 to 30,000 people down the village. Some fine works were mixed in the middle, and all the officials and soldiers accepted them. After that, there were no news from the village. There were still tens of thousands of people in the village, and the rest were the families of the old brothers. Although the food was enough, everyone was panic and the roads on the mountain were cut off. If they kept surrounding them like this, they would probably only eat people in the end.

"Big boss," Du Wu licked his lips, stared at the official army camp, and said viciously, "Just kill me just."

"Kill?" Wang Lun glared, "Who killed whom? Now the time is not right," he rolled his eyes slightly, stroked his beard, and lowered his voice, "Zhao Xingde underestimated the heroes of the world. Do he think the Liao people will let him stay in Henan safely? These seven or eight thousand people will be surrounded here, and at most will be delayed until the beginning of next spring. By then, let them know who is the master of this land."

"Yes" Du Wu glared at the Song Army camp at the foot of the mountain

The "they" mentioned by Wang Lun are the clans and camp leaders of several nearby counties. As soon as Zhao Xingde's army arrived, these people immediately surrendered. Not only that, they also assisted the government army in blocking the roads and organizing the Baojia Tun Camp. Shirenshan sent spies down the mountain several times, but they were exposed. They either surrendered, or their bloody heads were hung at the mountain pass and smoked. They were trapped by the government army and could not move. Don't mention burning and killing and revenge.

The Song army built a solid short wall under the main mountain road, and simply set up a shed to resist the wind and snow. Rows of musketeers sat neatly cross-legged on the ground, carefully snuggling the musket guns in their arms, waiting for the attack, Lu Mingyu, the commander of the left army, bent down and observed the movements on the mountain through the observation hole. Today is the day to attack Shirenzhai. Although the weather was not good and it started to snow heavily, Lu Mingyu did not intend to let the masters live one more day to recover Henan. Zhao Xingde recruited heroes while selecting strong men and mixed them into a battalion with veterans, and once again expanded the front, back, left, middle, and right troops under the Tokyo Remaining Office of the People's Republic of China to expand to about 20,000 people. Before the Liao people launched a large-scale invasion, they used troops to eliminate bandits. They not only trained troops to see blood, but also cleared the hidden dangers in the hinterland.

"The artillery camp opened fire" Lu Mingyu straightened his waist and ordered politely, "Use the thunder bomb"

All artillery battalions in the Tokyo Left-behind Division are directly affiliated to Zhao Xingde's central army. Even if they are assigned to fight, they are just obeying military orders. Once the war is unfavorable, each army will try to protect artillery artillery and artillery. Since the northern expedition, this has almost become a consensus. Especially this time, the ones assigned to Lu Mingyu to suppress bandits are Zhao Xingde's most valued artillery battalion. Most of the battalions are veterans of artillery operations. A few days ago, they tested a thunder bomb. Its power is so great that Lu Mingyu, who has been through the battlefield, was also very surprised.

Close behind the low wall, Zhu Bailiu's teeth clattered, not only because of the cold, but also because of the timidity. He couldn't help but hold it. He held the musket with both hands tightly, and did not dare to raise his head suddenly. Suddenly, someone patted his shoulder. Zhu Bailiu looked up and saw a leather water bag handed to him.

"Drink a sip of hotness," said the ten-man chief Wu Qi in a low voice. The comrades in the team turned their heads and looked over. Someone had a smile in his eyes. Zhu Bailiu nodded gratefully, picked up the water bag, raised his neck and took a big sip, but immediately choked. It was obviously cold, but it fell into his throat but burned like fire, burning into his stomach. "Is this wine?" Zhu Bailiu coughed while looking at Wu Qi in disbelief. He was from a poor family and had never drunk alcohol before, let alone such a strong wine.

"Enough?" Wu Qi patted his shoulder and smiled, "One person is just one mouthful." He took the kettle from the stunned Zhu Bailiu's hand and handed it to the next person. The veteran was more experienced. He took a sip with a smile, put it in his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and then closed his eyes slightly to let the heat generated by the alcohol and sweat fill the whole body. He then breathed a sigh of relief, "It's so warm." Zhu Bailiu opened his eyes wide and watched the musketeers conveying water bags filled with alcohol and sweat. Unconsciously, he felt hot all over and wanted to rush out. At this time, a "boom--" sound was deafening, and all the musketeers looked stunned. "Punched" and "Punched" with a sound of orders one after another. Wu Qi and Zhu Bailiu hurriedly took the gun out of the condom, inserted it into the musketeer, and after rotating and clamping it tightly, he carefully hugged the musketeer in his arms.

"Preparation-" "Fire"

Although the weather was cold and the movements were a little stiff, the gunners still meticulously completed the movements. When the gunman was correcting the gun position, the deputy gunman carefully measured the length of the thunder lead and the gun lead with a wooden ruler. Other gunmen filled the exact amount of medicine bag into the gunbore, put it in a wooden partition, and added a layer of wet cloth. Finally, the thunder ignited the fuse, which ignited the fuse. Then, with the gunman immediately issued the "fire" command, the lead of the launching medicine bag was ignited.

"Boom--" "Boom--"

The cannons that shot the thunderstorm were cast in Bianliang. The cannon body was thick and short, and the requirements for steel were not so high. After being shot out one by one, the curves were drawn just around the village wall of bandits on the mountain. Most of the thunderstorm exploded in the air. Iron blocks, bullets, and locust stones were splattering around, and there were almost no dead corners of the musketeer leaning behind the low wall. You could hear screams and wails. At this time, even if you usually complain about the gunners who are treated with high military salaries, you stopped talking, just rubbing their musketeers over and over again.

After counting the five rounds of shelling, Lu Mingyu's face darkened and he shouted: "Attack"

"Stand up—" "Stand up—" "Attack"

The musket gunmen who had been waiting for a long time stood up one after another, crossed the low wall, carried the musket guns and attacked the mountain village walls. The walls of Shiren Village were built on the narrow and steep mountain roads. They were easy to defend and difficult to attack, but after being bombed several times by the thunder, the musket gunmen who were not killed and injured were frightened and fled. The musket gunmen of the Song army took down the most dangerous Toutao Village walls in one go. A small part of the walls of the villages continued to chase the mountain, while most of them set up musket guns to deal with the bandits' counterattack.

"Damn it," Lu Mingyu spitted out and said disdainfully, "What hero, soft egg"

Thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow, the river was like a frozen dragon, its hideous body crawling in the wilderness, and somehow it soared into the sky and flew up on the south bank of the river. The Song army rushed to build many wooden towers and forts. Even in the weather of freezing, the sentry guards insisted here. Once the Liao soldiers were discovered, they should immediately light the wolf smoke and notify the team behind to prepare to face the enemy. In order to save manpower, monitor the large range, the baggage battalion tried to build each tower as high as possible. The wind was strong by the river, and the wind was leaking everywhere. When the sentry came, the Song soldiers were frozen like ice.

"He***" The cold wind blew on his face, Jia Yuanzhen raised the sheep's tail collar, still feeling like a knife was shattered
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