(In the past two days, the network cable at home has been cut by a nearby construction site, and the Internet cannot be accessed, so it cannot be updated in time, sorry!) ）

Early one morning at the end of April, when Lin Jiawen got up to rinse his mouth, his wife Yao was sitting in front of the spinning wheel and buzzing the handlebars, and a white thread tassel the size of a white cocoon had already formed on the spindle. Mother Lin had already gotten up and was spinning the spinning wheel under the jujube tree in the courtyard where she lived alone. After rinsing his mouth with snow salt from Dengzhou, he sat on the recliner in front of the grinding plate that his deceased father liked to sit on the most, served a cup of extremely strong tea, and drank morning tea leisurely and complacently.

After two sips of tea, Lin Jiawen picked up the long cigarette stick of the brass smoking pot on the stone table and knocked it on the sole of the cloth shoe a few times, and then reached out and took a cigarette in the tobacco bag and put it in the brass smoking pot. The brass bongs he had exchanged for in the north from the two little black puppies of the family's female dogs. Since the Qin army occupied Dingzhou, Jiumen Village, Jiumen County, a small village on the border of the two prefectures, suddenly became the forefront of both sides. Jiumen Village is on the north bank of the Tuo River, and further north, the Zishui River, which runs dry all year round, separates Dingzhen and the two states.

At the beginning, Lin Jiawen, like many villagers, was full of fear of the Qin army on the other side of the Zi River. But the family business was difficult to give up, and he still stayed after the worst. Gradually, he discovered that the Qin army in Wuji County, Dingzhou on the other side of the river, was not a group of murderous bandits as the officers and soldiers of the Chengde Army proclaimed. On the contrary, after taking over the careful contact of Lord Guts, they also found that these Qin troops were still bringing them great convenience and benefits.

For example, on the north bank of the Zihe River, there was a grass market where many merchants of the Qin clan sold all kinds of goods from the east and then collected all kinds of local products from them. Even when the year is bad. Qin merchants on the other side. He even borrowed money from them and borrowed food. Lin Jiawen is a resident of Jiumen Village who has lived here for generations. Counting up, their Lin family's origins are even greater.

According to the genealogy of the Lin family, the Jiumen Lin family is a descendant of Bigan during the Shang Dynasty, and the descendant of the late Shang Shaoshi Bigan is their ancestor of the village, and he is also a descendant of Lin Fang, one of the seventy-two disciples of Confucius. The history of Jiumen Village is thousands of years, and even during the Anshi Rebellion, it was still a famous ancient battlefield. Tang Dynasty Marshal Li Guangbi once fought against the rebel general Shi Siming.

After a long time, Lin Jiawen, like other villagers, has no fear of the Qin army and Qin merchants on the north bank. On the contrary, they often put some melons and fruits harvested in the field, pears and dates picked from the trees, and even the cloth spun by women, and the soles of Na's shoes, etc., and carried them to the north shore in a blanket after dark, and then came back in exchange for some good and cheap things. Smoking grass is what Lin Jiawen learned in the grass market. After compensating for the taste once. I couldn't leave it behind, and finally exchanged two puppies for a long pipe made of brass. Two of his own sheep were exchanged for a bag of tobacco. Now Lin Jiawen's biggest hobby every day is to smoke a bag of cigarettes.

Lin Jiawen is only in his early thirties this year, and his father died two years ago, and he was not yet 50 when he died. He was forcibly conscripted into the army by the German army, and as a result, he never returned, like most men of this era, died in a foreign land, and his bones were not returned. Lin Jiawen inherited the family business, and his family has more than 100 acres of land, although more and more taxes have been levied over the years, but he can barely make a living. Especially after the Qin army was stationed in the north, life here was getting better and better. Today, he sits in his mother's room every night before she goes to bed and when she gets up early in the morning.

The buzzing and squeaking sound of the two spinning wheels connected with each other, overlapping with each other, one after another, and the sound of birds in the trees in the courtyard in the early morning, permeated a calm and peaceful atmosphere to every corner of the Lin family. Lin Jiawen was immersed in this ancient melodious and fresh and cheerful music, and his muscles and bones were stretched.

Zhao San, the only long-term worker in the family, took out the sickle at home, made a basin of water, and carefully sharpened it on the whetstone in front of the door until the sharpened sickle was bright and extremely sharp. Then he pulled out the pair of red horses from the barn on one side. Since the ancient town is the production area of war horses in the north, Hebei war horses are excellent war horses in the Central Plains. The Lin family has more than 100 acres of land, and also raises two horses to cultivate. Pulling out two jujube red horses from the circle and tying them to the tethered horse stone, Zhao San strode into the courtyard and asked loudly about the summer harvest.

Jiawen walked out and said to the dark-skinned Zhao San with a smile: "You take a sip of tea first!" ”

Zhao San is the old man of the Lin family, his grandfather worked in the Lin family, and then his father, and then to him, has been working in the Lin family for generations, and even his son is now doing things in the Lin family. Zhao San has been diligent for several generations, and he is very valued by the Lin family. When the Qin clan gradually expanded to the south in recent years, more and more Zhuangke slaves fled to the north to vote for the queen of Qin, Jiawen, who took over the Lin family after his father's death, made a big decision, he returned the slave contract to Zhao San in front of Zhao San, and since then Zhao San's family has changed from slaves of the Lin family to hired long-term workers. This move made Zhao San's family grateful to the Lin family, and they had no other ideas from then on, and worked diligently for the Lin family.

Zhao San stood respectfully in the courtyard and said that he didn't drink, and still asked about the arrangements for the summer harvest.

Jiawen said: "This year, the rice is growing well, let him grow for a few more days, and wait for another five days to harvest." I can't cut it just by a few of us, so I thought about it, and then I went to Zhenzhou to invite a few wheat customers to come and harvest. "Jiumen Village is located between the Tuo River, the Zi River, and the Baidao River, and the river does not dry up in all seasons, and it is an extremely rare water-watered plain. Wuji County, on the north bank of Zishui, began to plant extremely high-yield Hongzhan rice last year, with a production capacity of four stones per mu, which he personally went to see. After reading it, he was very impressed, the price of rice is higher than wheat, not to mention that the yield is still high, and the only requirement is to have water. This year, he specially bought rice seeds from Wuji County, and more than 100 acres of land in his family were planted with rice. Now, the rice has been golden and will be harvested soon, according to the words of Zhao San, the old crop master, this year's Lin family's more than 100 acres of rice, at least 500 stone of rice can be harvested.

This situation made Jiawen and Zhao San very happy, and after the harvest, they took all the Zhancheng rice to Wuji and sold it to Qin Shang, and then exchanged it for more wheat, part of which was handed over to the Marshal Mansion of Chengde Domain, and the rest was saved, so that they would not have to worry about food in the next few years.

After a few sips of tea, Jiawen, Zhao San and Zhao San's son Xiaoyong walked through the village road with a hoe and left the village. Walk down the river beach.

The field has changed to another look. It was still green for a few days. In the blink of an eye, the green has turned into patches of golden, like a yellow copper coin, dazzling, and the river beach shows a harvest of sunken days. There is clear river water flowing through the ditch, and frogs jumping over the rice fields from time to time.

The ground was still wet, and Jiawen began to dig trenches in the rice fields with Zhao San and his son according to the method he learned in Wuji. Growing rice is not like growing wheat, rice needs water, but when the rice is ripe. It also has to be drained, and the fields need to be dried, which is the last procedure before the rice harvest. As soon as the hoe went down, the fertile soil was dug up with water, and the ears of rice kept shaking.

Zhao San picked an ear of rice and carefully counted the number of grains on it, the length of the ear was extremely gratifying, and there were more grains on it. After counting, he directly stuffed the ears of rice into his mouth and chewed out a mouth full of rice fragrance. The excited old man burst into tears, "It's a pity that the old man didn't see this day." With such rice seeds and this paddy field, the life of the Lin family will become more and more prosperous in the future."

Lin Jiawen also nodded on the side, yes, looking at this heavy rice ear, he was indeed happy in his heart.

On the north bank of Zishui, Wuji County, Dingzhou.

A puff of smoke and dust was rising high in the bright sun, and a large army was rumbling in.

At the forefront were the border guards stationed in Dingzhou, and not far behind, a larger number of troops followed, and they were the militia that had been summoned this time.

Nie Lieji rode the black war horse, wearing the navy blue plate armor when he was honored, ignoring the scorching sun at this time, although he was covered in sweat, but his heart was excited. Behind him, is Zhao Tai. Behind the two of them were 3,000 people from White Horse Town.

Among them were 500 people from the standing militia battalion in Baima Town, and 2,500 people from the reserve militia who came voluntarily. If it weren't for the above restriction on the number, Nie Lieji would even be able to bring tens of thousands of militiamen. In Nie Lieji Village alone, more than 100 militiamen and young people who are not militia members have signed up this time, and there are 50 militiamen in the village who have been approved to join the army, which happens to be a militia team, and the old village chief has served as the militia captain. Nie Lieji is the mayor of Baima Town, so he is also the "main general" of the 3,000 people in Baima Town this time, and Zhao Tai is his deputy general.

3,000 people went all the way south from Yizhou, wearing stars and moons, riding their own war horses, wearing their own weapons, chariots and horses, all of them were full of vigor.

"Mayor Zhen, the front is the Zihe River, across the Zihe River is Zhenzhou, on the north bank of the Tuo River is Jiumen, and further west is Zhenzhou Zhending City, where the Marshal Mansion of Chengde is located."

Nie Lieji looked at the south of the sky and clear clouds, and under the white clouds, there were patches of gold. This year, rice is basically planted on the border of calm, and at this time, the rice has matured one after another, and it is golden and brilliant, compared to the wheat field.

He knew very well that Zhenzhou was really determined, that was the goal of the field army, and they came to cut rice this time.

"Rest in place and wait for orders. Everyone hurried to eat, prepared the sickle guys, and as soon as the army ordered that they could cross the river, they would do it immediately. Nie Lieji shouted, and affirmed emphatically, "Everyone will take out all the strength to eat milk and strive to cut more wheat." However, there is a sentence that states first, only wheat is allowed to be cut, not allowed to enter the village, and it is not allowed to rob and commit adultery. ”

Many of the militia had never actually been on the battlefield, so Nie Lieji was extremely worried about their discipline. The purpose of looting grain is to seize Hebei, but it must not engage in burning, killing and looting, this place will still belong to the Qin domain in the future.

When the sun was in the middle of the day, Lin Jiawen and Zhao San, father and son, had dug a long ditch in the rice field, and the water from a large piece of the rice field had flowed into the ditch, revealing the moist soil under the rice seedlings.

Wiping a handful of sweat, Jiawen said to Zhao San: "Third brother, it's not too early, go back to eat first." ”

Zhao San was still digging a ditch, "Da Lang go back first, and the two of us will finish digging this ditch." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden thunderous roar in the sky.

Lin Jiawen looked at the clear sky a little strangely, "Why is it thundering?" ”

Xiao Yong's eyes were sharp, but he pointed to the north and shouted in surprise: "Da Lang, Aya, it's not thunder, it's a soldier, you see?" ”

The two of them followed his finger and looked over there, and sure enough, they saw that on the dirt road between the golden rice fields in the north, countless smoke and dust were raised, and a group of soldiers and horses were rushing over, in the smoke and dust, Lin Jiawen, a descendant of the late Shang Shaoshi Bigan and one of the seventy-two disciples of the Confucian saint, was surprised to see it. Flying flags fluttered in the smoke and dust. flags. Qin Jun, Zhou Zi, Liu, Wang Zi and other flags fluttered. "This is Qin Jun!"

He was shocked in his heart, this was not only the Qin army, but also not the ordinary Qin army, at least he had never seen these banners in Wuji County. Suddenly, he understood that the Qin army had finally come over.

Zhenzhou, Zhending City. Yacheng Shuaifu Festival Hall.

Wang Jingyin, the deputy envoy of Chengde Jiedu, and his brother Wang Jingyi, the envoy of Sima and Boye, discussed matters with his brother Chengde Jiedu.

"The summer harvest is about to begin, and this year's harvest is good, and it is a good year. After this batch of summer grain is put into storage, it can be eaten until next summer's harvest. Wang Jingyi said with a smile.

Wang Jingyin also smiled and nodded, there is food at home, and there is no panic in his heart.

"Big brother, the spies sent to the north have sent back the news, it seems that the Qin army has moved again."

"I guess it's a lot of bluffing, these damn guys, gather troops and horses at every turn. We are very passive. This year's spring ploughing has been delayed a lot, if it weren't for this year's success. We're going to be in big trouble. ”

"What to do now, the summer harvest is coming soon, and a lot of manpower is needed. In the past few years, a large number of people have fled to the Qin Domain, and our labor is very small. If the army is assembled, especially those recruits and civilians are not put back, I am afraid that the summer harvest will be delayed. If there is a delay, and when it rains, the good grain will be spoiled in the fields. ”

Speaking of this, Wang Jingyin also had a headache. In the past six months this year, Qin Fan has already engaged in four assemblies, and this time it is the fifth. Each time they were passive, the soldiers and horses were gathered, but the other party was silent again. Qin Jun has a thick foundation, they can fool around like this for three days, but the current Chengde does not have this confidence. Although Chengde also has an elite standing army, more soldiers and horses still cannot be completely separated from production. Especially in the past few years, when a large number of farm slaves and those Diao people have continued to flee to the Qin Domain, the new army they recruited still has to return to the farm on vacation during the busy farming season.

Now it is the time of the summer harvest to come, but the Qin army is gathering again at this time.

"First put back the conscripted men and craftsmen, and let the local states and counties arrange to harvest grain in a unified manner. After the grain is harvested, the rations are left for the people, and the rest is purchased by the government and put into the warehouse. After thinking about it, Wang Jingyin said, this is a compromise plan, the soldiers dare not put it back for the time being, but the grain cannot be receiving.

"Let's see, if the Qin army is just bluffing, when they stop, let's release some troops to collect grain then. If the Qin army really comes this time, we don't need to panic if we have soldiers in hand, and then we can gather the people. Before he could finish his sentence, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps outside the door.

The chief of the guard gasped and reported loudly, "Deputy Marshal, it's not good, Qin Jun, Qin Jun"

"What's wrong with Qin Jun?" Wang Jingyin had a premonition that it was not good.

"The Qin army has been killed!" The guard shouted loudly, his face panicked.

"Don't panic, say slowly, where did the Qin army come from, how many soldiers and horses are there, how many soldiers and horses are there, and who is the commander of the army?"

"Back to the deputy marshal, the Qin army, the Qin army is killing from all directions. From Taihang Flying Fox Mountain, the northernmost part of Zhenzhou, to Shenzhou and Yizhou, a large number of Qin troops suddenly killed in all directions. Even on the border of Weibo, a large number of Qin troops appeared. It is reported that Li Jing sent two generals to command the troops, Zhou Dewei to attack our Chengde for the capital, and Guo Chongtao to attack Wei Bo for the deputy capital. They attacked on all fronts, soldiers and horses, at least more than 200,000 soldiers and horses! ”

More than 200,000?

All-out attack?

Wang Jingyin and Wang Jingyi turned pale all of a sudden, and it was entirely possible to dispatch 200,000 people with the strength of the Qin Domain. And because of the previous feints of the Qin army, Chengde did not pay too close attention to the movements of the Qin army this time, and the result was that they reacted when the Qin army had really been killed.

The front-line military situation began to be constantly reported.

By the next day, the Wang Jingyin brothers finally figured out the current situation.

The Qin army really killed, and it was really an all-out attack, from Yiding in the north, to the Moying River, then Cangjingde in the east, and then to the Yellow River in the south, there were Qin troops attacking everywhere.

The Qin army's infantry, cavalry, and navy troops were dispatched in a big way. Weibo and Chengde are now basically surrounded, and the border has long been breached.

And the number is far more than 200,000. To be precise, at this time, on the border of the two towns and eight states of Chengde and Weibo, the Qin army dispatched a total of 100,000 soldiers from the north and south, as well as a total of 100,000 border guards and city defense troops who coordinated operations. In addition, the Qin army actually carried a full 300,000 militia with the army.

Almost immediately, all the fortresses on the border between Chengde and Wei Bo were breached, and thousands of people were killed and captured.

"Gather the soldiers and horses immediately, and recall the people and craftsmen!" Wang Jingyin said coldly word by word.

Orders were passed down one by one, and Chengde Town began to mobilize in full force as if facing a great enemy.

In the evening, however, worse news came back.

The attack of the Qin army was unexpected, they did not go deep quickly, but separated the soldiers and horses, the main force of the war troops directly killed the state cities of each state, while the border guards and the city defense army outflanked and divided the military villages of each county respectively, and the number of as many as 300,000 people, wielding sickles, were robbing the newly ripened grain in their fields, and then continuously transported back to the Qin realm.

Those Qin army field troops, border guards, and city defense troops killed under the cities, but they were not in a hurry to attack the cities, but only divided the soldiers and horses of the German cities with fierce momentum and superior forces.

In the face of the aggressive Qin army, the Cheng German army did not dare to go out of the city at all, but hid behind the city wall in fear, at a loss, and one after another orders for help were quickly sent back to the Yacheng Marshal's Mansion from all over the country. (To be continued......)