Across the Far Mountain Tea Farmers

Only after walking the road up the mountain by myself, can I know why the mountain is closed for [-] miles when it snows.

Wen Lun usually watched his family go up and down, and he didn't take winter seriously, especially after having a sled dog, there was not much obstacle in the transportation of materials.For Wen Lun, winter in the Babaili Mountains just means sleeping late and not having fresh vegetables.

On the snow-covered mountains, it has long been difficult to tell where the road is.The two masters and servants walked with one deep foot and one shallow foot, holding a polished long wooden pole as tall as a person in their hands, poking forward, it was directly submerged in the small half, and often had to test twice before taking a step forward.

"Young Master, Master is fine." Bi He looked at Wen Lun who had no expression on his face, and comforted him, "Master's martial arts are so high, everyone is looking for them now, when we get to the mountain, we should be able to I saw my husband."

In fact, Bihe told this to herself, but she didn't believe it either.What's the situation in the [-]-mile mountain, if you fall down normally, you can't find it, let alone get caught in an avalanche.

"Hmm." Wen Lun exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and covered the mask with his thick gloves.Mountain climbing is a very physical exercise. Wen Lun's body is not cold, but his heart is a little cold.

Early this morning, a good news was delivered on the mountain, and the Xirong people on the other side of Dacha Village were wiped out.The whole Longzhou County cheered.

But in the news delivered to Wen Lun, there was one more sentence, General Xiong was attacked by the enemy and caught in an avalanche, and his whereabouts are unknown now.

Without saying a word, Wen Lun simply cleaned up and went up the mountain.Just looking for someone, he can help.

There are not so many complicated movements in the winter on the mountain, he can even hear the sound of breathing and heartbeat.

As long as the little raccoon can breathe...

Wen Lun tightened his palms violently, squeezed the wooden pole tightly, and continued to walk up the mountain with fierce eyes.

On weekdays, it only takes an hour and a half to travel, and the two of them walked from early morning to nearly midnight.

He didn't stop on the road, but ate two mouthfuls of hard dry food because of the cold.

Even at this time, the mountain is full of flames.The busy people quickly found Wen Lun and Bi He.

Wen Lun's physical strength was somewhat overdrawn, so he took off his mask and asked, "What's the situation now?"

The snow in the village was swept away, and the road conditions were no different from normal.

Cuilian quickly came over and helped Wen Lun to remove the wooden boards that bound the soles of his feet, and then helped Wen Lun to walk home: "Mr. Song has been found, and Doctor Hua is treating him. He is in good condition now..."

Wen Lun abruptly interrupted: "Where's Xiong Da?" At this time, he doesn't care about Song Lin or Hua Yong, as long as the little raccoon is fine, the others don't care who he is!

Cuilian froze for a moment, Wen Lun's face was slightly grim under the dancing firelight, completely no longer the usual gentleness.Cuilian swallowed her saliva before saying, "No news yet."

Wen Lun stood up straight by himself, frowning tightly: "Tell me about the situation at that time."

"Yes."

Fire attacks, water attacks, and the like are not uncommon in warfare, but they are rarely successful.First, the professional requirements are too high, and second, there are too few suitable terrains.As for causing too many murders, it is the least considered part.On the battlefield, if you don't kill the enemy, do you kill your own people?Those generals who launched similar offensives were at best criticized by a few literati who could only talk nonsense afterwards, which was almost irrelevant.

The Xirong people had actually speculated about using snow to attack the [-]-mile mountain before.But such speculation is just a flash of inspiration. They want to use it, but they can't use it at all after inspection.Even if they had opened up a path in the mountains, they would not have the ability to make Xue Xue listen to them, only to destroy the opponent's line of defense without affecting themselves.

The people from Xirong are all masters, and almost everyone subconsciously thinks that since they can't use it, the other party can't use it either.

But Xiong Da is the leader in Dacha Village. Although he used to fight in the south, he is very familiar with the place where he grew up.What's more, there are now dozens of skilled craftsmen from Beijing on the mountain, and the technical support is much more professional than that of Xirong.

Therefore, when the snow attack was launched, the people of Xirong were swallowed up almost before they had time to react.However, as expected, their team is all composed of masters, and some of them slipped through the net.Seeing that the task could not be completed, some of these fish jumped over the wall and directly attacked several weak spots covered with snow. They also artificially created an avalanche and swallowed most of the defense line on the tea garden side.

"Because my husband was on the front line, he was also entangled by a few Xirong people, so he didn't have time to run."

Wen Lun nodded.

Chef Ke brought a bowl of pimple soup, which contained meat and vegetables. It looked very rich, but it was also very rough.After the Xirong people came, the entire Dacha Village entered temporary military control, and the Xiong family also received the same treatment.No one flinched, everyone was doing their best for the village.

In this avalanche, not only Xiong Da was missing, but also many soldiers who were guarding the fortifications at that time.The villagers are fine. After all, there is no need for ordinary people to go to the battlefield when there are soldiers.

Wen Lun didn't care about it, just put his head down and ate. After eating, he ordered: "Make more dry food, prepare first-aid kits and tents, find three people who can use it now, bring blessings, and go to the mountains to find people tomorrow morning."

Cuilian handed the handkerchief while saying, "Laifu is not here, I'm going to find someone."

Wen Lun nodded: "Understood. Wake me up tomorrow morning."

What Wen Lun said was to wake people up, but before dawn, he woke up by himself.My feet, which were so cold yesterday, and my body, which has been exercising a lot, hardly felt any soreness or abnormality.Wen Lun smiled unconsciously, stood up and put on his clothes.

Wen Lun, together with Li Er, Bi He, and Cuilian, set off before dawn.

The sign of spring is not obvious on the mountain, but the snow has gradually begun to melt, and there are subtle sounds of water droplets.Some ground was freezing and very slippery.

All four of them had martial arts. Even if Wen Lun's lightness kung fu was a little weaker, it was still much better than those who hadn't practiced it.The road to the tea plantation had been cleared, and the four of them spent little time.

When he walked out of the tea garden and saw the fortifications, Wen Lun's eyes widened slightly.Even though he knew yesterday that most of the fortifications had been destroyed, when he actually saw it, he still felt a chill in his heart.

It was still dark.But someone made tall ice lanterns, with torches placed in them, so that the side of the fortification was illuminated brightly.

This fortification was designed by Wen Lun, and it was built bit by bit.He also participated in every subsequent change.Almost no one is more familiar than him.But now the rocks that built up the fortifications are almost like the original appearance, scattered all over the place.Only a short section is left standing tenaciously.

People below are cleaning the snow regardless of men, women and children. Although the division of labor is clear, the efficiency is not high.Some scattered cloth and stained ice were cleaned out from time to time, and then someone would exclaim in a low voice, and someone next to them immediately brought a stretcher over.

A few dogs wandered around, lowering their heads to sniff, pawing the ground with their paws from time to time.

From the time he could see it until he walked to the front of the fortification, Wen Lun saw three corpses being carried out.Wen Lun didn't dare to look at their faces.He couldn't tell their names, but he knew that those soldiers were not very old, in their teens or early twenties, and most of them hadn't married their wives yet. A bowl of hot milk tea grinned happily...

A short figure commanded in front, as if sensing Wen Lun's arrival, when he turned around and spoke, his voice was trembling: "Sir, I didn't take care of Uncle Bear..."

Wen Lun wanted to speak, but found himself speechless as if his throat was being choked.What can he say?Does it mean that Xiong Da is an adult and does not need an invited guardian; or should he comfort Yao Qing for doing a good job?

With difficulty, he raised his hand and patted Yao Qing's head: "Which direction is it...to see Uncle Big Bear?"

Yao Qing pointed in one direction: "It's there, I saw it with my own eyes..."

Needless to say, Wen Lun had already led the people in that direction.Yao Qing looked at the backs of the four people, and dared not say that he had sent people to look for them several times.The bodies of several Xirong people were found, but Xiong Da was the only one missing.

Yao Qing didn't dare to say.

At this moment, two full days have passed since the avalanche occurred.Everyone wanted to rescue them day and night, but they all understood intellectually that conserving their energy was the more correct approach.

The mountain is very dangerous now.The surviving people can't put themselves in it without saving people.

Wen Lun and the others quickly passed the fortification, and he put almost all his energy on his ears, listening for all the movements in the mountain.But the mountain, which was usually noisy, is now quiet.Two consecutive man-made avalanches seemed to cover up all signs of life.

Standing in a patch of white snow, Wen Lun's face was blank.

The three people who scattered and searched around came back quickly, and they had nothing more to gain except the footprints that others were looking for.This place is still close to the fortification, and the footprints are messy. It has been searched several times.

Cuilian was the first to notice something was wrong with Wen Lun, and she called out worriedly: "Master?"

Wen Lun woke up instantly, and told himself that it was not time to be depressed: "Go ahead and see which direction you haven't searched." He frowned, trying to concentrate, not letting go of any trouble.Damn little raccoon, which hole did he get into?

As if hearing Wen Lun's low curse in his heart, in the narrow cave, Xiong Da frowned, slightly pursed his lips, and spit out a thin mouthful of white mist:...Wen Lun...

The inside of the cave is not completely dark, and the thick moss on the mountain wall is emitting faint fluorescence.Xiong Da, unable to move, was lying on his back on the ground, posing in a strange pose.Occasionally, low drops of water fell on Xiong Da's face, slowly moistening his lips mixed with blood.

Xiong Da swallowed subconsciously, and finally what came out was no longer angry: "...Wen...Lun..."