Travel through troubled times and escape famine with the system

In the sixty-seventh year of the Wu calendar, on September 18th, at the end of the Chen Dynasty and the beginning of the Si Dynasty, a strong north wind blew.

On the city wall of Qingzhou Prefecture, Wen Chengjie stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the western sky.

At the end of my sight, the intersection of the blue sky and the green mountains is blurry and hazy.

Wen Chengjie understood that it was not the morning mist that had not yet dissipated, but the smoke raised by a forest fire.

"I hope you can survive."

Wen Chengjie muttered to himself, then looked at the armored general next to him.

"Have all the drinks in the city been brought up?"

"It has been brought up." The armored deputy general nodded and replied, "Most of these drinks were donated by inns, restaurants, brothels, and gambling houses in the city."

"At first they wanted to buy it with silver, but when they heard that it was collected for the soldiers defending the city, they all returned the gold and silver and refused to accept it anymore."

"In addition to these, there are also many officials and merchants who send servants to carry wine and drinks to deliver continuously."

Hearing this, Wen Chengjie looked at Ye Hua, who was dozing off against the parapet with a longbow in his arms.

"It seems you've killed too many people."

Ye Hua opened his eyes and glanced at Wen Chengjie: "I explained the reason to them, but they didn't listen. They can't blame me if they die."

Wen Chengjie chuckled when he heard this.

"With your cold-blooded personality, you are more suitable for commanding troops than me."

Ye Hua did not speak, but tightened the strong bow in his arms and closed his eyes again.

Wen Chengjie turned to look at the deputy general: "The Jin soldiers have already begun to deploy troops outside the city. The siege is about to begin. Send the order down and open the wine. Give everyone a bowl to boost their courage."

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The south side of Qingzhou City was originally flat land.

Sanhuaipo is the only hillside in the entire fertile farmland.

When the city was built and people began to cultivate the land on all sides, there was a dilapidated statue of the land god under the three large locust trees on the hillside.

In order to demonstrate their virtue, the people who built the city preserved it, rebuilt a temple and erected a statue for people to worship.

Of course, these are mythological stories passed down by word of mouth among the people.

The Qingzhou Prefecture City was built nearly two hundred years ago and rebuilt eighty years ago, both before the Wu family seized power and proclaimed themselves emperor.

After two hundred years of erosion, Sanhuaipo has shrunk from its original hillside to the large mound it is today.

As for the land temple, although it had undergone several repairs, it now looked dilapidated.

On weekdays, apart from the farmers in the south of the city who come to pray for good weather, few other people come.

But today, Sanhuai Slope was a little too lively...

The land below Sanhuaipo should have been the yellow color of harvest.

But Wen Chengjie's fire turned the entire land black.

At this time, a large number of black-armored golden soldiers gathered here, adding another layer of solemnity to the original sadness.

After the reorganization of the Jin army, the first, second and third left armies, nearly 60,000 people, have gathered here.

At this time, in the open space in front of the land temple, among the dozens of people gathered, three yellow flags fluttered in the wind.

Zhuolu!

Back to special!

Wanyan!

"Prince Kang, please try it. This is the oldest tea tree on Mount Baru. It produces less than 30 kilograms of tea every year. It tastes very sweet."

[Negative emotions from Zhuo Lubin +60, +60, +60...]

On Lu You’s right, a burly man with animal skins on his shoulders laughed and said.

Looking at the tea handed to him, Lu You looked at the thin man in black on the left.

"Prince Kang wants to try it?"

[Negative emotions from Huitehanu +75, +75, +75...]

On the side, after putting on the Juneday facial mask, Wanyan Kang, who had transformed into Su Can, frowned and looked at the bowl of tea.

Starting from Ningguan, we fought all the way to Qingzhou City.

His Left Third Army has always served as the vanguard.

With each war, the Left Third Army suffered constant losses and replenishments.

Up to now, even if Deputy Marshal Jiang Ying, whom he had trained, had not received the military order from the Grand Commander to go and clear out the Wu State warriors who had intercepted the food and grass, he would probably be powerless to turn the situation around.

This war was the result of decades of planning and caught the Wu State off guard.

But when they arrived at Qingzhou City, they met Wen Xiuyuan and Wen Chengjie, a father and son who were one skilled in literature and one in martial arts, and their advancement came to an end.

The Yanzhou army is on the way, so no matter whether Qingzhou City can be taken, this will be the last large-scale war in this stage.

And I, the prince, must die here!

I’m afraid this cup of tea is not clean now, right?

"Is there poison in this tea?"

As Wanyan Kang was speaking, he heard Lu You, who was disguised as him, suddenly speak.

[Negative emotions from Zhuo Lubin +80...]

[Negative emotions from Huitehanu +90...]

Hearing the negative emotions coming into his mind, Lu You reached out and picked up the teacup.

"The atmosphere is too depressing. It's just a joke. You guys are not taking it seriously, are you?"

"Prince Kang can't joke like that!" Zhuo Lubin said jokingly as he reached out and picked up the teacup.

Hui Tehanu, who was standing by, also smiled and raised his teacup to Lu You: "Prince Kang scared us."

Lu You chuckled when he heard that, then raised his teacup and gently clinked it with the other two's cups.

"Come, let's die together!"

[Negative emotions from Huitehanu +95...]

[Negative emotions from Zhuo Lubin +90...]

[Negative emotions from Wanyan Kang +80...]

This kid is extremely brave and his methods are even more magical, but it's a pity that he has a mouth.

Wanyan Kangmugang looked at Lu You with a complicated expression, and recalling the scenes in the big tent in the camp, he actually began to mourn for Zhuo Lubin and Huitehanu.

Lu You wiped his mouth casually after putting down the teacup.

"Brother Te, Brother Zhuolu, I have a suggestion, but I don't know if I should say it or not."

"I dare not call Prince Kang a brother." Huitehanu hurriedly lowered his head and shouted.

Zhuo Lubin beside him also bowed and replied: "Prince Kang, please feel free to tell us what you want. As long as it does not violate military regulations, we will not refuse."

What you said is just like farting, what's the point?

Wanyan Kang stood aside and watched the tussle between the three people indifferently, his heart completely cold.

The left third army deployed its troops along the east-west line outside the south city wall.

The first left wing with 20,000 soldiers was in the west, the second left wing with 20,000 soldiers was in the east, and his third left wing was sandwiched in the middle.

According to the order of the Grand Commander, the left third route will be the vanguard in this siege.

When the war starts, he must lead the team to charge into the city.

The two groups of people from the left, first and second, will meet behind him and completely turn into a semicircle, trapping him in the middle.

By then, there will be at least two commanders, eight deputy commanders, and nearly thirty Meng'an surrounding him in this army.

There are only two paths waiting for him.

He led the charge into the city and was killed by the swordsmen of the Wu State.

All so that he would die a hero and get a decent funeral.

Or, die at the hands of your own people, bear the crime of cowardice and fleeing, and be infamous for eternity!

If Lu You wasn't there, the only thing he could think of was to rely on his hidden Hua Jin realm cultivation to force his way out.

But now, Lu You seemed extremely calm despite facing the same predicament as himself.

This spy from the Wu State is really a wonderful person.

Lu You naturally had no idea of ​​Wanyan Kang's thoughts. Seeing the two commanders on his left and right being so humble, he was no longer polite and picked up the teapot to fill them with hot tea.

"You two, since the three of us are so compatible, how about we use the land temple at Sanhuai Slope as a witness and use the tea in our cups instead of wine to become brothers of different surnames?"

"From today on, we will share the good times and the bad times together!"

“I don’t want to be born in the same year, the same month and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month and the same day!”