Yu Jun

When the wind was weak, everyone in the army shook off the yellow sand from their bodies and got up one after another to continue with the unfinished business, but Mo Lingfeng stretched out his palm and saw that what he was holding was a locust.

"General Zhong," she held the front leg of the locust and walked to Chong Jiaqing, "Look."

Chong Jiaqing took a look at it, thinking that he was naughty, and caught a bug in his busy schedule, so he ignored her, turned around and continued to explain: "Send more archers out to investigate..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned his head back abruptly and looked at the worm in Mo Lingfeng's hand.

Seeing this, my heart suddenly "thumped", and it was raised in my throat.

He bent down to take the locusts from Mo Lingfeng's hands, took a look in the wind and sand that hadn't calmed down, then lowered his head and looked around.

Soon, he found another one.

With a sullen face, he walked down the fort first: "Go outside and have a look."

Mo Lingfeng also followed, walked down the stone steps with Zhong Jiaqing, and searched in the gravel all over the ground. The four commanders who followed soon found all of them, and picked up the dead locusts from the ground.

"General, the wind is blowing from the direction of Hengshan, do you want to send someone to Hengshan to have a look?"

"Maybe it's just sporadic locusts, and it won't be a disaster."

Zhong Jiaqing raised his foot and crushed a locust that was still jumping on the ground to death. A drop of sweat dripped from his temples to his neck. He couldn't tell whether it was cold sweat or too hot. Not far away, a swarm of migratory locusts was densely packed, migrating with the wind.

"Hurry up!" Zhong Jiaqing really had cold sweat on his forehead this time, and even his back was icy cold.

The commander also panicked, rushed into the village, ordered the soldiers to bring out firewood, poured oil on the firewood pile, and instantly ignited a huge fire. It tends to light and throws fire, making a "crackling" sound.

An hour later, the wind gradually calmed down, the floating sand dispersed, the red sun slanted westward, and the ground was full of red light, shining on the yellow sand, creating a different scene.

Most of this group of migratory locusts were thrown into the fire, and a few were knocked down by the soldiers, and there were a few scattered locusts, which did not make sense and went to Gaopingzhai.

Zhong Jiaqing was still uneasy, and when he returned to the village, he ordered people to go to Hengshan to check, and at the same time he wrote a book and sent it to Gaoping Village.

The arrival of migratory locusts may cause disasters.

Mo Lingfeng led people to wait by the fire, adding firewood all night, not to let the fire go out, and if there are locusts flying again, they will not miss it.

The night is lonely, there is no moon to admire, and the stars are sparse. The banners in the village are stretched by the wind, and the wind blows on the body, gradually generating chills.

Mo Lingfeng couldn't sit still, got up and walked slowly towards the southeast, walked far away, saw a hibiscus plant as tall as a person, with buds on the branches, only one bloomed early, and it had already withered on the branch .

The morning opens and the evening falls, and the glory is only for a moment.

Leaning on the flower branch, Mo Lingfeng took out the xun and blew a song to the sound of the wind.

No one listened to her blowing the xun, she blew for a while to relieve the depression in her heart, then put away the xun, broke off a branch with a bud, and returned to the fire.

Throwing the branch into the fire, the flame dances, devouring the unopened youth without any sigh.

If there is really a plague of locusts, the war will stop, then her plan will be like this flower branch, stop here, and be swallowed up.

In June of the 25th year of Yuanzhang, the Five Stars of Heart hung high in the south, and the scorching heat and sparks came together. The locusts ate all the vegetation in Jinlu mountains and rivers, flew over the fortress, and reached the pastures by the Shuo River. The grain grown in Kuanzhou was not spared.

Jinlu took advantage of the situation to seek peace.

The emperor knew that his desire to covet the country was not dead, and he refused soon after. He also took the opportunity to send troops.

The gold captives were troubled both at home and abroad, so they gathered their troops outside the Sanchuan village and attacked the village day and night. If they won the battle, they would go to the Central Plains to live with the Han people.

After fighting to the death for half a month, all the troops guarding Sanchuan Village were killed, and Sanchuan Village, Huaiyuan Village, and Dingchuan Village were lost.

The Jinlu joined forces to attack Gaopingzhai again. The Zhenrong army was defending to death, and lost more than half. When Zigao, the commander of the Zhenrong army, was patrolling on the female wall, he was hit on the head by a Qiang with a flowstone and died, and his morale was frustrated.

Zhong Jiaqing, who charged all day long and wanted to shed his blood, was unscathed.

In this chaos, Mo Lingfeng quickly adjusted his strategy, instead of making interlocking schemes, he simply opened his gluttonous mouth and devoured the army.

In an unstoppable manner, she threw money and bought people's hearts, and carved a wooden sign at random. The upper and lower circles of the wooden sign are three inches long, two inches wide, and five cents thick. The front is carved with birds of prey, and the seal is engraved with "Mo's Dingyuan Army" , a sitting tiger is carved on the back, and the name and description of the person holding the token are written in seal script.

When the Zhenrong army was repeatedly defeated, her team was undefeated and coveted. However, once it fell into the hands of others, it would become weak, and it would only use its full strength when escaping.

Everyone in the army had nothing to do, and it was the time when they were employing people. They couldn't suppress them, they could only lie to them. Let Mo Lingfeng, the capital, grow his wings to the point of an infantry battalion and a horse battalion.

She even formed a female soldier in the capital, led by Yin Nan, not only digging ditches and moors in the back camp, transporting food and grass, but galloping on the front line, and the salary she received was no different from that of men.

At this point in the battle, Jinlu was exhausted and decided to discuss peace talks again. If the Han emperor still insisted on fighting, they would have no choice but to fight to the death.

On the first day of July, the fire slowly fell from the south, and the emperor agreed to the peace talks due to the huge military expenditure and the insufficient treasury.

On the second day of July, Zhang Yuanlin, an enshrined official at the Inner East Gate who had gone to Kuanzhou, accompanied Cao Zhibin, the imperial emissary, to Zhangjiabao, Hengshan, Kuanzhou, to negotiate the oath of the two dynasties.

In the city of Kuanzhou, they found out about this on the fourth day of July. Wang Zhizhou and others had been fighting hard for a long time. They were afraid that the emperor would conduct a thorough investigation of the fortress when they were unable to fight for a long time. Being able to negotiate peace, I breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to meet the imperial envoy and the peace talks.

The weather was still scorching hot, and Mo's Mansion got the news earlier than Wang Zhizhou, but Mo's Mansion was still as silent as usual.

Zhao Shiheng, full of news, went through the second hall and went straight to the back garden. Seeing Mo Qianlan standing in the water pavilion, he limped forward.

Mo Qianlan was wearing a Taoist robe, leaning on a green jade staff, standing against the wind among the water pavilions, the wide sleeves of the wide robe let the wind pull the corners, and the hunting sounded, the whole person was like a pile of white jade, almost to be blown to pieces by the wind .

When he saw Zhao Shiheng coming, he smiled slightly: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind will fill the building, and the wind may be in danger of bending the waist."

The wind of the emperor has already blown towards the Mo family.

"Let him blow away," Zhao Shiheng said while supporting the railing, "Lingfeng annexed two battalions, and now the army is in chaos. During the period of peace talks, there is still a lot to do."

Mo Qianlan nodded, and pointed to a few big elm trees outside the waterside pavilion: "When it reaches its peak, it should decline."

The leaves of the elm trees are oily green, and there is a sound of waves in the wind. There is a layer of messy fallen leaves on the ground, and the edges of the leaves are slightly yellowed. It is the scene that the midsummer is over and the early autumn is coming.