The next day.
At this time, the sky was still dark, with no moonlight at all, and snowflakes were falling in the sky. The snow was not very heavy.
Fires were still burning in the braziers on each fire pillar in the military camp. These fires brought some light to the dark environment.
At this time, a shout was heard.
"Everyone is up!"
"Don't sleep!"
"Don't sleep!"
"It's time to go!"
Several shouts could be heard everywhere in the military camp.
Look, I saw lights lighting up in each tent. Outside the tent, through the light, I could see the shadows of busy people engraved on the tent.
From time to time, a few gusts of cold wind blew, making the weak brothers shiver.
"Hurry up!"
Although the shout was a little far away, it still seemed to be echoing in Ziyuan's ears.
Zi Yuan stood up and looked at the sleepy children of about the same age as himself, and then looked at the children who had already stood up. Zi Yuan took a few steps forward and carefully pushed with both hands. Push it.
"Quick, wake up. We're leaving."
Ziyuan's actions and shouting made several children who were still sleeping wake up. A pair of small, sleepy eyes looked at this child who seemed to have a good relationship with the leader.
They were not very big children and did not have much luggage. They were sitting in the tent waiting for orders.
"Ziyuan."
There was a shout, and Zi Yuan looked towards the shout. It was a child who was almost the same as him.
"What's wrong?" Ziyuan asked.
"What's your relationship with the leader?" the kid asked.
Zi Yuan smiled slightly and did not dare to hesitate: "He is my father."
"Your father?" The child was obviously surprised.
Ziyuan nodded.
"Will your father always take us in?" the child asked.
Zi Yuan shook his head: "I don't know. But my father will not go back on his promise, don't worry." Hearing the sound of running outside the tent, and looking at the children around him, Zi Yuan said The voice came: "Everyone is waiting here, no running around."
After saying that, when Ziyuan was about to go out to see what was going on, the man who said he was his grandfather yesterday walked in with a smile.
Ziyuan now only knows that he is Uncle Xu's father, but does not know the rest of his identity.
"Zi Yuan." Master Sun shouted with a smile, looked at the children, and ordered: "See if there is anything to clean up. If not, come with me. This is what the leader ordered me to do."
Several children shook their heads.
After seeing this, Mr. Sun looked at Zi Yuan and smiled slightly: "Since you don't have any, just follow me."
Ziyuan and these children followed Sun Zhicai.
Previously, Mr. Sun told Chunxu that he should always have his family by his side, so that he would not have to worry about it every day, and if anything could be solved in time.
Chunxu then reserved two carriages. These two carriages carried people from the Sun family and Han Muxin and Cen Rong, the two people from the fire house who had taken refuge in the early days.
Knowing that these children all had their own stories and that their families had passed away, Chunxu took them with him temporarily out of kindness.
Soon, the military camp stationed here was demolished. The military camp that was originally crowded with people now only has an open space with many footprints and some useless wood.
More than 100,000 people moved towards the next goal. Two carriages and carrying tents and goods
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The man of things followed closely behind.
In such a snowy weather, although the brothers' faces, hands, and feet were already frostbitten, they were fearless and followed the leader closely, picking up the swords in their hands and fighting against the soldiers in those cities.
So, about ten days passed.
finally.
Chunxu and his group of rebels successfully broke into Jinchuan Prefecture, the provincial capital of South Vietnam.
After this battle, Chunxu and his group of rebels had successfully occupied two provinces.
For the imperial court of the Great Mo Dynasty, this meant losing another province's territory.
When we arrived at the provincial capital, it was already the eighth day of December.
Although the provincial capital is large, in order to prevent these more than 100,000 brothers from disturbing the lives of the people in the provincial capital, they still chose to be stationed outside the provincial capital.
Now, at a glance, there are many tents placed on a large open space outside the provincial capital, with firewood and torch posts...
"Be careful!"
"The leader said that this station will not be stationed until next spring."
"These tents are set up securely."
"Don't let a gust of wind blow you away!"
In front of me, the chubby boy shouting was none other than Zheng Chui.
Thinking about managing a team of tens of thousands of people now, I felt so happy that even when I shouted, I had a smile on my face.
"yes."
"Guaranteed to be sturdy and not afraid of strong winds or rain."
Brother 1 replied with a smile on his face and confidence.
Hearing this, Zheng Zhui smiled broadly: "That's it, that's good."
Just as Zheng Chui was about to walk to another place to continue his inspection, this brother asked curiously.
"General Zheng, is this station really waiting for spring?" Brother asked.
Zheng Chui turned around and said, "Yes. We have to wait until spring next year before starting again." Then, Zheng Chui added: "But I'm not letting you rest. You still have to practice this training."
"Yes." The brother continued busy with his work with a smile on his face.
Zheng Zhui walked to the other side.
Now that they have captured this provincial capital, it stands to reason that their leader Chunxu should be smiling all over his face.
But at this moment, he was staying in a tent. There was a brazier in the tent. There was a fire in the brazier, but the fire was not very big, and it didn't dare to be too big. In case something happened, Who can bear the heavy smoke?
Chunxu sat on a chair. There was a map on the table in front of him, and there were inkstones and pens around him. However, Chunxu did not move them, but looked at the map on the table and pondered.
He Yuhong, Zheng Chui, and Lin Xubai were supervising the work of the brothers outside at this time. In fact, they were not supervising, they were just taking a casual look.
"What? Now that we have reached this provincial capital, aren't you happy?"
"Look at your sad face."
Hearing these words, Chunxu raised his head and saw that it was his father Sun Zhicai.
Seeing that it was his father, Chunxu's worries seemed to be about to disappear.
"Of course I'm happy."
"Dad, right now, our food can't last long, what should we do?"
Seeing his son asking for advice, his father Sun Zhicai smiled slightly, took a few steps forward, found a chair and sat down.
"What do you think?" Father Sun Zhicai wanted to ask his son what he thought.
"This food won't last long. Although it will take some time to attack again. But we can't raise this food from the people."
"Since we broke into this South Vietnam Province, look at
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I saw hungry people everywhere. I heard that last year there was no grain harvest due to the locust plague. Even if they get a good harvest this year, it’s still enough for their whole family to eat. "
"Dad, what can you do to solve this problem?" Chunxu asked.
My father, Sun Zhicai, sighed slightly: "I understand that you don't want to ask for food from the people. I have a way, but I'm afraid that if you do this, the attack on Mo Zhang will be delayed for a while."
Seeing that his father had a solution, the sadness on Chunxu's face faded a bit: "I would like to ask dad for advice."
Sun Zhicai stood up and said, "We have to plant our own crops. When the harvest comes, won't we be able to fill our own stomachs?"
"But this rice seed...?" Chunxu asked.
"Think about it, who should give the grain collected by the people?" Sun Zhicai asked.
"You want me to ask for it from the landlord?" Chunxu asked.
Sun Zhicai nodded: "Every time we win a city, it means that the city has no one in charge, and we are the ones in charge."
"If we had not occupied such places, the grain harvested by the people would have to be handed over to the landlords. The landlords would have to hand over some of it to the state, and it would be the local yamen that collected the landlord tax."
"Now that we have occupied such a large area, the yamen in various places have been cleaned up. Naturally, those landowners do not have to pay this tax to the court."
Hearing this, Chunxu asked with some uncertainty: "Dad, what if these landowners refuse to pay taxes?"
Sun Zhicai looked at Chunxu with both eyes and said: "You have soldiers, but how many people can those landlords have? Furthermore, you have been leading the people to fight this war since last year. Those individuals Isn’t there already a little bit of success on the part of the landlords?”
"Dad wants me to ask the landowners in Guangnan for grain to use as rice seeds?"
Sun Zhicai nodded: "Exactly. As long as it doesn't go too far, I think the landlords will definitely agree." After speaking, looking at Chunxu who already understood, he said again: "It seems that you don't agree either." You're not stupid, if you had put more effort into studying in your early years, you might have become a high official."
Chunxu smiled slightly: "I understand, Dad."
"It's okay if you know it."
"Okay. As a father, I won't bother you anymore. I'm going to see my grandson."
Father Sun Zhicai smiled and walked out.
A few days later, it was learned that the rebel army had captured the provincial capital of South Vietnam. The court was shocked, and all the civil and military officials were discussing it heatedly.
However, Su Yunqi, who was the current left prime minister, didn't care much about this matter. I don't know if it was because he was old or because he had been the left prime minister for more than ten years, but his brain was not working well.
"Captain Du, please stay."
The person who shouted was none other than Cen Anze, Minister of War.
At this time, the court meeting had just ended.
"Cen Shangshu, what can I do?" Du Antong, the governor, had a slight smile on his face.
"Dudu Du, the rebel army has occupied the provincial capital of Nanyu. Why has the left prime minister refused to send troops to suppress them?" Cen Anze, the Minister of War, asked.
The Grand Governor Du Antong smiled slightly and walked forward slowly. As he walked, he said back: "The Prime Minister Zuo is guarding against Qi State. You and I are aware of Qi State's ambitions. In case of a sudden southward movement, I will go towards The main force is not strong enough, which is unthinkable."
"But if we don't send troops to suppress the rebels, I'm afraid it will be difficult to suppress them in the future." Cen Anze, the Minister of War, said.
Du Antong smiled slightly: "Compared with these two, the Zuo Prime Minister is more afraid of the Qi State. That's all, you and I are officials in the same dynasty. Furthermore, this official position is not something you and I can do just by fulfilling our will. We have to listen to the Zuo Prime Minister in everything. Act."
Listening to Du Antong's words, Cen Anze, the Minister of the Ministry of War, did not say anything else and walked towards the Ministry of War.
(End of chapter)
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