It snows in August in Hutian.

After several days of howling by the wind, heavy snow fell.

Didao City was gradually covered with snow.

The weather was cold, and except for necessary patrols, the soldiers basically stayed in the military camp.

Yang Zheng took fifty sheep from the treasury to reward his subordinates.

The bonfire was lit, and the smell of meat burst out.

After a bowl of wine, my whole body is steaming.

Four hundred and seven people, plus forty-three children, gathered together, all looking at Yang Zheng.

There has never been such a relaxing moment since Luogu broke out.

When I think of the days when I was in constant panic and had no food or clothing, I can't help but feel sad in my heart.

"Here's to Paoze who died in Luogu!" Yang Zheng poured out a bowl of wine.

The soldiers and children all stood in silence.

"Brothers who died of injuries and illnesses in Wugong City!" Yang Zheng poured down another bowl of wine.

The court could ignore it, but Yang Zheng still couldn't let go.

Those corpses eaten by wild dogs and crows, those wounded soldiers who committed suicide in despair, the scenes are like huge rocks weighing on my heart.

"The third bowl of wine, Yang Zheng, I would like to thank you all for your persistence!" Yang Zheng drank a bowl of wine.

"Without the general, we would have died in Wugong City long ago. How would we be able to survive today?"

"From now on, someone's life will be in the hands of the general!"

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These people have experienced life and death, as well as the warmth and coldness of the world, and their love for each other has already exceeded the robe.

In this unfamiliar northwest, only by relying on each other can we have a chance of survival.

Yang Zheng clinked bowls with the soldiers one by one, gulped down wine and ate meat. They were all lonely men and had no worries.

It was rare for more than 40 children to take a bite of meat, and all of them had mouths full of oil.

When everyone was drinking heavily, the door curtain was suddenly opened. Xiahouba walked in with his shoulders covered with wind and snow, followed by six or seven Longxi generals. He didn't see anyone outside. He carelessly pulled off a leg of lamb, picked up a bowl of wine, and said seductively.

: "Xingyun is so shameless. He only cares about eating and drinking himself and doesn't care about me."

"Captain Yang is so stingy. He didn't even say hello to me when he came to Longxi."

"I have long heard about the name Captain Yang of the Wuwei Camp in Luoyang, but I haven't seen him yet."

The generals who came in all had the same temperament as Xiahou Ba.

We are not from the same place, and we cannot get together.

Yang Zheng immediately knelt down and saluted, "My subordinates pay my respects..."

"Hey, there are no superiors and inferiors today, only brothers Paoze. You don't have to be so formal." Xiahou Ba shook the leg of lamb and then took a big bite.

"Thank you, General." I had been persecuted too much by my superiors before, and I haven't come around for a while.

However, Xiahou Ba and others entertained themselves, laughing and pouring wine for the soldiers. They did not behave like a general at all.

Yang Zheng couldn't help but admire him.

I feel that his character is completely opposite to that of Guo Huai. Guo Huai punished severely and his soldiers were trembling with fear and did not dare to disobey orders. Military discipline was strict.

Xiahou Ba is majestic and majestic to the outside world, like a fierce tiger, which makes people dare not look up to him, but he is kind-hearted internally.

It seems that Du Yu's evaluation of him was right.

When you follow a boss like this, you don't have to worry about him putting small shoes on you and stumbling over you.

When others wanted to make friends, Yang Zheng did not put on airs and picked up the wine bowl to mingle with them.

There was a banquet until dawn.

In the next few days, eating and drinking like this, Yang Zheng followed Xiahou Ba to visit other camps.

The main force of the Wei army, 6,000 men, was stationed in Didao City, divided into three battalions. Xiahou Ba took charge of 3,000 elite troops. There were also troops stationed in other cities to guard against Qiang rebellion.

A northwest man, he is open and honest, has no conflicts of interest, and gets along well with each other.

Yang Zheng felt like a fish in water.

He trained with the soldiers during the day and taught calligraphy to the children at night.

In the northwest of the snow-covered sky, in the boring military camp, there was actually the sound of reading.

With meat, the children's bodies will become much stronger in a short period of time.

If you want to survive in this world, you cannot just be literate. You must be proficient in the technique of killing people.

Yang Zheng took them to train together in the snow.

Horse riding, archery, marching, swords and spears, those who can actively follow Yang Zheng from martial arts to here, most of them have an innate stubbornness.

I fell down and got up, but I was too tired. Even if I climbed up, I still had to follow the 400 regular soldiers.

Sometimes, Yang Zheng never imagined that their thin bodies could have such strong tenacity.

It may also be related to their previous experiences.

Under the huge pressure to survive, everyone tried their best.

Influenced by his military career in later generations, Yang Zheng never beat or scolded them.

Everyone has their own strengths and weaknesses, and they cannot be generalized. It is really not the material to kill people, and they cannot be forced. Yang Zheng is not a war madman, so he only lets them do what they can.

The days in Didao City were not too sad.

Four hundred and seven soldiers and forty-three children were made more and more like a whole by Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng came to this world alone, and all the relatives in his memory had left, leaving him alone. Only their presence made Yang Zheng feel more connected to this world.

The cold winter passed quickly.

With enough meat, the soldiers and children became much stronger visible to the naked eye.

However, such calm days cannot last forever.

After the wind and snow stopped and the weather got warmer, the Qiang people suddenly attacked and attacked the city of Wuhan in the west. Captain Zhang Yan, with a thousand soldiers, could not resist it and abandoned the city. All the Han people in the city suffered...

Under the continuous attacks of the two Han Dynasties, the Qiang people were scattered and unable to unify, and each tribe went its own way.

Some people surrender, and some people betray them.

Oho Shaoge said that this year's harvest is less than half of last year's, so some people will take desperate risks.

Inside the Chinese military camp, Yang Zheng heard people's screams from afar.

The soldiers who fled back knelt bare-chested in the unmelted snow and were whipped with whips.

There are still several heads hanging on the camp gate, and Zhang Yan must be among them.

No matter how generous Xiahou Ba was, he could not bear the loss of the city and the land.

As soon as he entered the hall, he heard Xiahou Ba's angry scolding.

Yang Zheng understood his anger.

Although Xiahou Ba was the general on the right as he was guarding the army against Shu, Guo Huai was the former general of Chijie and the governor of Yongzhou, so Xiahou Ba had to listen to his orders.

If something like this happened in Longxi, Xiahou Ba's face would naturally not look good.

And Guo Huai is in Wudu County.

"The enemy's situation is unclear and the weather is cold. If we attack rashly, we may fall into a Qiang ambush." ​​Sima Li Mi said cautiously.

"As the weather gets warmer, the Qiang people may leave on their own," said Captain He Hui, who was familiar with Yang Zheng.

From a military perspective, it is indeed inappropriate to send troops at this time.

The right time and place are not in your hands.

But Xiahou Ba had to consider more than just the military aspect.

Behind him, there were several pairs of eyes staring at him.

Especially now at the critical moment of the defeat of Shu, Cao Shuang is not the only one who has lost face. Cao Shuang, the princes of Xia, has also lost face...

Therefore, Xiahou Ba urgently needs a victory to save his face.

"General, my subordinates are willing to capture Fanhan!" Yang Zheng took a step forward and said.

On the way, I thought clearly that Wuhan is located in the northwest corner of Didao, close to the Li River, and the land is fertile. During the Sixteenth Kingdom, Qifu Chipan of the Western Qin Dynasty moved its capital here.

At this time, Yang Zheng needed a place to stay.
Chapter completed!