I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

The Song Army rested in Daizhou City for a few more days, during which the scouts reported that the Liao Army could no longer be seen within a hundred miles.

Only then did Yang Yanzhao and Wu Fei confirm that the Liao army had retreated.

Only then did the two draft their own memorials, respectively describing the battle process of the Daizhou defense battle, and asking for credit for the soldiers.

After the memorial was written, the two of them used their seals separately, and it was sent out urgently in eight hundred miles.

After finishing these, Yang Yanzhao ordered the soldiers to stand by and wait for the court's instructions.

Although the Liao army was repelled, it was not possible to return to the court immediately.

Wu Fei was in the house, a little worried. The Liao army retreated after it snowed. This year there is no need to fight, but it is unclear what will happen next year.

On the other hand, it was snowing and it was noticeably colder.

When the Song army set off from Kaifeng, the weather was not so cold, and the soldiers were even wearing summer clothes.

Because the military situation was urgent, they rushed to help the border after becoming an army, and the thick clothes for the winter were not ready.

Wu Fei couldn't help frowning, not knowing what happened to the soldiers.

He wandered out of the house.

The cold air blowing against his face made Wu Fei shiver.

"Damn the weather!"

Wu Fei muttered a bit, then continued to walk forward.

The guard behind him quickly took a fur coat and put it on him.

Only then did Wu Fei feel much warmer.

Due to the intermittent wind and snow in the past few days, the ground and roof have been covered with a layer of snow.

Wu Fei led the guards and walked towards the barracks and the city wall. He wanted to inspect the army and understand the situation of the soldiers.

Inside the city gate, several soldiers were surrounding a bonfire, rubbing their hands together, and jumping up and down from time to time.

The sharp-eyed soldier saw Wu Fei and the others approaching, and hurriedly stood up.

"General!" the soldier shouted.

The people around the fire quickly stood up straight, and shouted one after another.

Wu Fei pressed his hands in vain, signaling not to restrain himself.

He looked at everyone's clothes, which were still very thin summer clothes, and felt incredible.

"Is it cold?" Wu Fei asked.

"No, it's not cold!" A weak voice answered.

Hearing this answer, Wu Fei couldn't help but patted the shoulders of these soldiers one by one.

"I'm going to find thick clothes for everyone now! Let everyone suffer!"

After speaking, Wu Fei felt that he couldn't stay any longer.

He went directly to Yang Yanzhao and told the soldiers about the lack of clothing.

Yang Yanzhao also had a headache, he couldn't do anything without clothes!
After discussing for a while, the two decided to go to Yang Zhifu together to see if there was anything he could do.

After all, Yang Zhifu, as a local official in Daizhou, is a complete local snake compared to them.

After meeting Yang Zhifu, the two expressed their intention to come.

After listening to the prefect Yang, he also looked embarrassed. Although Daizhou is the seat of a prefecture, there are not so many winter clothes.

According to him, there are only a few hundred sets of winter clothes in the warehouse!

The faces of Wu Fei and Yang Yanzhao suddenly became very ugly. They thought that they could solve this problem by finding the prefect Yang, but they didn't expect it to be just a fantasy.

"You can't let the soldiers under you freeze to death!"

Yang Yanzhao felt ruthless, and thought of an idea.

"Prefect Yang, the clothing store in the city should have cloth and silk, right? Can you buy some first?"

When Zhifu Yang heard this, he deliberately refused to agree, but these soldiers came to rescue Daizhou City, and it would be shameful not to, so he nodded with difficulty.

In front of the two of them, he called the master and asked him to raise winter clothes.

Wu Fei and Yang Yanzhao were sitting, sipping tea, pretending not to see the action of Yang Zhifu serving the tea.

Zhifu Yang had no choice but to just stay with the two of them and wait for the master to come back.

The tea has been refilled three times, and the tea leaves in the cups are all tasteless and still haven't come back.

Wu Fei felt a little anxious, but he still pretended to be calm, and Yang Yanzhao was also pretending to be calm.

Just when the three of them were waiting impatiently, the master finally came back.

He came to Yang Zhifu's side and began to report in a low voice.

Wu Fei vaguely heard that there were only more than 1000 winter clothes in the warehouse.

After the master finished speaking, he retreated to the side of Zhifu Yang.

"General Yang of the Military Supervision Army, I just had someone look at it. There are only more than 1000 winter clothes in the treasury, and the soldiers can't have one at a time!" Yang Zhifu said embarrassingly.

"Oh, is there any other way to get winter clothes?" Wu Fei asked.

"This, it is estimated to be difficult!" Yang Zhifu replied.

"Have someone bring out these winter clothes first, and I'll let the guards pick them up!" Yang Yanzhao made a decision.

"Okay!" Yang Zhifu said, "Master, you take General Yang's guards to bring out these winter clothes and send them to the barracks!"

"Okay, sir!"

The master agreed and walked out with Yang Yanzhao's guards.

"Prefect Yang, I still need you to raise winter clothes as soon as possible, there are still many soldiers waiting for winter clothes to keep out the cold!"

"sure!"

Seeing that the magistrate Yang had accepted the matter, Wu Fei and the two of them offered to leave.

Zhifu Yang sent the two of them to the gate of the mansion, then turned around and went into the mansion.

Besides, Wu Fei and the two walked directly to the barracks.

Although more than 1000 winter clothes have been obtained, the number is still too short for the entire reinforcements.

Therefore, distributing winter clothes has become a hassle. Who should I give it to?
Walking on the road, after discussing with each other, the two decided to give priority to the distribution of winter clothes to the soldiers patrolling outside, and those in the barracks could temporarily cover them by warming up.

When they arrived at the barracks, as expected by the two of them, the carriage full of winter clothes was already surrounded by groups, but fortunately there was no fighting.

"What are you doing? What are you doing here? Why don't you back off!" Yang Yanzhao shouted.

The people who heard the shouts slowly calmed down and made way for Yang Yanzhao.

Yang Yanzhao called a few battalion command histories to comfort his subordinates, and then he revealed the distribution plan for winter clothes.

Hearing this plan, everyone was in an uproar.

Yang Yanzhao stared, and said: "This plan was decided by me and the Wu Supervisor Army. Anyone who disobeys the order will be executed!"

After the military order was issued, the surrounding discussions gradually stopped.

Seeing the people who had calmed down temporarily, Yang Yanzhao and Wu Fei breathed a sigh of relief.

This situation can be regarded as temporarily stable, but if the remaining winter clothes cannot be obtained as soon as possible, this contradiction cannot be suppressed.

After Yang Yanzhao and Wu Fei arranged the distribution plan, they left the barracks.

On the road, the doors of the shops on both sides of the street were closed tightly, and there was no trace of the grandeur of a capital city.

This also shattered the fantasy of the two of them buying enough winter clothes through the clothing store.

Soon, the two returned to their residence.

Yang Yanzhao still had a sad face, but he was quite good at marching and fighting.

But if other issues are involved, all aspects need to be considered comprehensively, instead of rushing to the Buddha's feet every time.