Chapter 286
As dusk approached, the snow became heavier and heavier.

Like most armies of this era, the equipment of the Linyu garrison standing on the tower was uneven.

Some high-ranking generals wear patchwork furs and leather socks to keep out the cold.

As for low-level soldiers, most of them only have a single quilted jacket.

The Chiang family was wealthy, so in order to stimulate military morale, every soldier was given winter clothes before the war.

But a jacket with a Gebu jacket like that couldn't stand up to anything in the cold wind.

Most of the Linyu soldiers huddled under the inner city wall in a military camp that looked like a rotten mushroom bush.

The snow fell quickly, and a layer was quickly laid on the ground of the military camp where sewage was overflowing.

"This weather is crazy."

A soldier who had just come down from the city wall rubbed his hands and returned to the camp.

There were ten soldiers living in this camp.

The straw piles were crowded together, and there were only one or two dirty and shiny felts on the couch, and the original color could no longer be seen.

There was a fire burning in the middle of the tent, and several soldiers were sitting around to keep warm.

Seeing the snow-covered Pao Ze coming in, he hurriedly made room for him.

Some people did not move, and carefully opened the seams of their military uniforms with their heads down.

There was a long line of lice crawling there.

He pinched one after another with his hands and put it into his mouth.

Just like biting sesame seeds, gently curl the tip of your tongue to move the bulging lice between your molars, chew them fragrantly, and make a crackling sound.

The soldier who came in rubbed the frost and snow off his eyebrows and beard, and put his hands that were as cold as carrots on the campfire to roast them.

"What's going on outside the city?" asked an old soldier.

As he asked, he rubbed oil on his scalp with the thin fish bone holding the thread in his hand, and in his hand he was sewing a pair of smelly socks that had been fixed and shaped by foot sweat.

The soldier shook his head after returning from patrol.

He wanted to say something, but he had some scruples, so he lowered his voice and said: "The envoy with the big name in the city was expelled this afternoon."

"Come to think of it, there is no possibility of reconciliation."

"I'm afraid this battle is inevitable."

At this point, there was silence in the camp, and even the man who seemed to be concentrating on eating lice and beating teeth stopped.

After a long time, the man who had eaten the lice spat into the bonfire and whispered: "Damn the Jiang family, they have provoked the great god, but they want us to fight with our lives."

"Look at others, then look at us."

With his muddy nails, he found a fat louse in the seam of his clothes, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it viciously: "What is he wearing? What kind of thing is he holding in his hand? Where are we?"

The old soldier mending socks also sneered: "Look at their general, he is a majestic and brave man. Here..."

"Young Master Jiang was scared away, did you even step foot on the tower?"

Someone answered: "I heard that Mr. Jiang has prepared a ship at the port and is preparing to go to Qingzhou with his family."

These words aroused the indignation of the soldiers in the camp.

"His grandma, those nobles ran away and moved to another place to continue their wealth, leaving behind the people in this city. After the city is destroyed, the people will not end well."

"My mother and child are still in the city!"

"okay."

Hearing their voices getting louder and louder, Shi Chang, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, interrupted: "Keep your voices down."

The commander was an old veteran. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice: "Just bear with it. It is said that the soldiers under Zhao Taishou's account have excellent military discipline, so they should not..."

At this point, Shi Chang also sighed uncertainly.

No matter how good the military discipline is, the destruction of the city means that they can reasonably let go of looting and reward the soldiers.

Who can resist such a temptation.

The chief could only whisper: "Depending on the situation, we should be attacking the city in a few days. Be smart on the battlefield. Your life is yours, so there is no need to risk your life."

Conversations like this happen everywhere.

Zhao Yun's deliberate show of force outside the city was quite effective.At least at this moment, Linyu didn't want to fight from top to bottom.

After discovering that his symbolic threat actually elicited such a resolute and heavy-handed response.

Only then did the aristocratic families in Linyu City know what it means to regret a broken heart.

The family rules they had followed by default for hundreds of years were violently broken.

The newly appointed governor immediately overturned the card table.

Even though it is not polite to curse Gongsun and Zhao Yun, I really saw the army outside the city where everyone was wearing armor.

These reverse bone aristocratic families are still cowardly.

When they knew that war was about to break out, the thinking family began to plan a way out.

It's just that it's hard to leave their homeland, and they still want to take a gamble after all.

I bet Zhao Yun would be willing to talk to them.

But the emissary who was expelled declared that hope was lost.

Knowing the movements of Jiang's shipyard and merchant ships, most of the aristocratic families in the city decided to follow him and fled to Qingzhou with their families by sea.

Seeing Zhao Yun's army behind the stronghold, the woods fell one after another. The day when the opponent's siege equipment was built, it was the time to attack the city.

The aristocratic families in the city stepped up their efforts to gather assets and speed up their evacuation.

Moving the whole family is simple.

The poor family still had two broken earthen jars to move, not to mention the rich and powerful families, so every family was very busy for a while.

The people in the city were left alone, shivering.

Jiang Xuan sat on his knees, looking extremely mournful.

On his leg, the arrow taken from the body of his companion was supported by a cloth.

The middle-aged man sitting opposite him looked at his expression, coughed a few times, and then chuckled: "Xuan'er, are you unwilling?"

Enough charcoal fire was added to the copper furnaces at the four corners, and spices were sprinkled to suppress the smoke.

The middle-aged man loosened his clothes due to the heat.

Jiang Xuan raised his head and said, "Father, I don't understand."

The Gongsun family had just experienced the Battle of Lingzhi, and even the next head of the family, Gongsun Jing, was lost to the rebel army. It should be the moment when the Gongsun family is at its weakest and in urgent need of support.

At this time, what they got from provocation was concessions and compromises.

But why, such a powerful army appeared outside Linyu City.

Jiang Xuan frowned and displayed the black arrow with a gloomy look.

"Those soldiers and those cavalry, how did Gongsun raise them?"

"Where does the food come from?"

"Could the soldiers' sophisticated armor, weapons, and arrows like this be conjured out of thin air?"

Jiang Xuan's father sighed and shook his head: "Gongsun Xu still has some background."

Then he said with relief: "If you can't think about it, don't think about it. Prepare for the migration with peace of mind."

He emphasized: "Especially craftsmen and experienced sailors, these are the foundation of our Jiang family."

Jiang Xuan nodded seriously and said: "Father, don't worry, they have all been placed in the city. They will be sent to Qingzhou first when the fleet docks tomorrow."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, okay, with these foundations, my son will definitely be able to show off his skills under Mr. Yuan's account."

Hearing this, Jiang Xuan's face relaxed a little.

Not to mention how the Jiang family and his son planned their evacuation.

Outside the city, there was action.

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It’s been a long time since I’ve written an article in the early hours of the morning, my brain feels like mush

(End of this chapter)

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