Ding Tian's Ancient Life

The New Year is coming, of course we have to prepare.

There is a folk proverb: "23 sticky melons, 24 to clean the house, 25 to grind tofu, 26 to cut the meat, 27 to kill the chickens; 28 to make noodles, 29 to drink wine, and on the morning of the New Year's Eve to serve as a gatekeeper."

After a small year, every household began to clean the house, change and wash quilts and other things.

At 25, everyone went to grind tofu. Fortunately, Dingjia Village has its own tofu room, which was opened by Ding Mo's family. Although the work is a bit tiring, Ding Mo's family earns a lot of hard money for the cost of ten catties of soybeans for one catty of soybeans. .

In addition, making tofu on weekdays can also earn some other income, such as frozen tofu, dried tofu, dried tofu, yuba, tofu skin and so on.

A group of people happily come to grind tofu. Your family brings a donkey over, and his family brings a donkey over. Three or five donkeys are enough.

From morning to night, there was a lot of laughter and laughter, and the steaming tofu room was also the last time to grind tofu a year ago.

After the excitement, people began to kill pigs on the 26th, and the people who cut the meat lined up.

When he was 27, he would kill new year chickens, all kinds of big cocks and small cocks. Ding Tian didn't go out. He felt a little bloody, but he grew pots of bean sprouts on the big heating kang at home.

Then I ran to the ancestral hall to sweep the floor, and put a few sticks of high incense on it.

It's already 27, Wang Zuo is coming, Ding Tian happily calculated the time, um, it's coming soon.

After spending the new year in the military camp, pack up things on 24, go to the county town on 25, and hand over to the county town, because there are still some rewards to be handed out during the Chinese New Year.

26 is estimated to be ready to go, and it is time to come today!

Just as he was enjoying himself, he heard a commotion outside, and the second uncle rushed in like crazy: "Tian'er, hurry up! The barbarian cavalry is coming!"

"What?" Ding Tian was taken aback: "A barbarian cavalry?"

"Yeah, they're here, hide quickly!" Second Uncle said very frightened: "I don't know what happened outside, but the barbarian cavalry came to our Dingjia Village."

Since the expansion of the county seat, Dingjia Village has already felt safe, and it has been safe for ten years!

In addition, every battle in the Northland is now a big victory, and the rumbling sound of the firearms has boosted their confidence a lot.

What's more, Xiongguan was built in Beidi, and the county town was expanded three times. How could there be enemies coming?

The fence in their Dingjia Village has not been repaired since the year before last... The fence in the Northland is built of earth. If it is not repaired for a year, it will be decayed, and if it is not repaired for two years, it will be brittle!

How to repair this winter?

What's more, it's too late!

"How do you know?" Ding Tian put on his cotton boots nervously, and asked about the situation outside.

"Someone saw it. Although it's Chinese New Year, there are still people standing guard at the watchtower." In fact, they were worried about Ding Tian's safety. With the people brought back by Ding Tian, ​​they were the first to notice the movement, because there were few people, and the opponent was a cavalry, which seemed to be very powerful. Naturally, the villagers had to be informed to find a way.

"The enemy?" Ding Tian was a person who had been on the battlefield, but at that time there were many enemies, and there were many of them.

And it was in the army at that time, and this was in my hometown.

They are all village men, at best they beat with dung forks, how can they compare with people with swords, guns, swords and halberds?

Although it is said that the people in the Northland are tough, they are not so tough that every family has three or five big knives, and the imperial court will not allow the people to have a large number of weapons.

The people brought by Ding Tian did have weapons, and some people used to carry an extra one as a spare, which has been distributed to those with combat effectiveness. Although the walls of their village have not been repaired for two years, the height Still there, able to hold back a few charges.

However, the other party came aggressively and prepared. This group of people had also fought against the barbarians, and they had been raided by barbarian stragglers bravely through the village.

The combat experience is rich, even if the weapons are not good, but even if you pick up a knife, you dare to cut people.

The young and strong have gone to guard the entrance of the village, and the others are arranging for the elderly, weak, women and children.

"Second Uncle, where are the old and weak women and children going?" Although Ding Tian had the memory of the original owner, he had never encountered such a situation. He had seen barbarian cavalry charge on the battlefield.

Honestly, it's awesome!

Those people didn't even have a saddle, and they rode on the bare horse's back, just like growing on it, and they were really desperate to charge.

"Run to the back! The entrance to the village is not under siege for the time being." The second uncle hurriedly tore off Da Mao's clothes and put them on Ding Tian: "Just run along."

"No, Second Uncle!" Ding Tian said dumbfounded, "How can a man with two legs outrun a war horse?"

"Then run away one by one. This group of people is coming fiercely. I'm afraid it's hard to deal with. If it doesn't work, we can only fight!" Although there have been no foreign enemies for many years, but with all the vigor, the men in the Northland also No shortage.

"What are you fighting for? We can't beat them." Ding Tian thought for a while: "I'll go ahead and have a look."

"Don't!" The third uncle who came into the room was terrified: "Anyone can have something, but you can't!"

Dingjia Village is a village with one surname, and all the people in the village are related by blood. Among them, Ding Tian is the most important.

Without him, could Dingjiacun live so happily?

Without him, would the people of Dingjia Village be able to stand out?

Without him, would Dingjia Village be exempt from tax and labor?

He is the person Dingjia Village should protect the most.

"What's wrong with me?" Ding Tian put on his clothes and shoes: "I'm a man with a title, General Fuguo, a general!"

With people like Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding, they don't understand at all about the nobles of the clan and the nobles.

But Ding Tian's patriarch is indeed the General of Fuguo.

Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding don't know the distinction here, but the word "General" does know what it means anyway.

"But...?" The two still didn't want Ding Tian to take risks.

There is only one single seedling left in the eldest brother's family, so there can be no mistakes.

"I'm a general, and I retreat before the battle. What kind of general do I still want to be?" Ding Tian showed his rare official authority with a straight face: "Besides, if I retreat, what will happen to Dingjiacun? Even if you fight hard for me A bloody road, I, a general who retreated without a fight, will be shown to the public when I return to the capital!"

He spoke so seriously that Uncle Ding and Uncle Ding were so scared that they didn't dare to breathe!

"So, Second Uncle, Third Uncle, I have to rely on you to help me now, I can't be a general who escaped from battle." Ding Tian held the rough palms of the two of them: "Okay?"

"it is good!"

"Okay, Uncle will help you, Uncle will help you!"

"And us." The old village chief opened the door and came in, followed by the village chief.

"I let Ding Si and the others go to the front to fight." Ding Si is the eldest son of the village chief's family and the eldest grandson of the old village head.

Just three years after they got married, they had already given birth to a son.

Counting, the old family has four generations under the same roof, which was a symbol of blessing in ancient times.

But now, they have all come, and there are a few people brought by Ding Tian behind them. The maid's face is a little panicked, but there are more determined eyes.

As Ding Tian's personal maidservant, Wang Xiaoya and Ma Xiaohua wore very simple clothes, instead of long skirts with wide sleeves, they changed into short attire, but before there were only braids tied with velvet flowers or silk headbands on their heads, but now they are It was rolled up high, with two extremely long golden hairpins stuck on it.

This kind of hairpin is extremely sharp, and if something can't be done, the two of them decide to cut their necks with the hairpin, commit suicide and die, and don't want to be insulted by the barbarians.

Ding Tian looked at them and smiled: "Okay, then listen to me, let's see how many people we have seen first, but before we leave, please ask the head of the old village to gather the old people and children in the village for a while. Stay by your side, don't pack anything at home, just bring enough food, and thick clothes and bedding!"

In ancient times, it was inconvenient. Wherever people went, they had to have something to eat.

In addition, the temperature in the Northeast is low, and now it is the New Year's season. Every household has a lot of food, even meat, new clothes, and clean bedding.

These have to be taken away, how long can those people last without food?

Ding Tian was thinking of this move, which was a bit of a drudgery.

Everyone responded: "Okay!"

After Ding Tian gave a few more instructions, everyone dispersed and started to act.

Wang Xiaoya was the most capable of coordinating, and together with the village head's wife, let the female relatives support the old and the young, carry bedding, and pack food together; Dingjia Village is the tallest except for Dingtian, and every time Dingtian comes back, he will personally carry his things to see the old village chief.

Ding Tian supported the old village head like this, and the second and third uncles of the Ding family were even the staunch supporters of the village head, so Ding's village went from poverty to wealth, and the transition was very smooth, without any troubles.

I just didn't expect that there would be a war.

When Ding Tian rushed to the entrance of the village with his people, there was already a battle at the entrance of the village.

If the cavalry wants to attack the city, it is purely a dream.

Dingjia Village is not a castle, there is no high wall, but there are fortifications, not high, but enough to deter war horses.

War horses cannot jump over walls that are more than two meters high.

What's more, there is a trench in front of the wall, a very deep trench, at least one meter in depth and a width of more than one meter, making the actual height of the wall reach three meters.

So they can only attack the gate.

But the gate of Dingjia Village is not so easy to break. It is a door panel made of three or five layers of wood. It takes seven or eight strong men to work hard every time it is opened. The small door opened on the gate.

Now the small door has been sealed, and behind it is a thicker top door bar.

This thing Hercules can't stand it even when it comes.

But the people outside are also very smart. They use knives to dig the soil in an attempt to fill the ditch. As long as the ditch is filled and the soil is filled up to form a slope, these people can charge in on horseback.

Don't think they can't jump, but they still dare to jump from a height of two meters. At worst, they will lose a horse. They still have spare horses. As long as they can attack this village, they will have food, cloth, women, everything!

So this group of people is red-eyed fill, poor nomads, there is no such thing as a shovel.

But their madness also scares the village guards.

"I'm afraid this group of people won't leave." Looking at the eyes of these people, Village Chief Ding knew that if they came in, Ding's Village might be over.

"There was a fight just now. Fortunately, the people brought by Brother Tian responded quickly, and we closed the door desperately." Ding Si came over, a little embarrassed, and there were some bloodstains on his body, but his whole body was like a javelin, with eyes full of Ferocious wolf nature.

"Are there any casualties among our people?" Ding Tian asked him.

"There is no death, but a dozen of them were injured, and they have all been bandaged." Ding Si swallowed: "We still have more than 200 people."

These more than 200 people are not well-trained soldiers, but a combination of a group of guards and peasants, and their combat effectiveness...not to mention.

Even if you want to exchange one life for another, there are so many people on the opposite side, and you can't exchange a few.

"Injured people, go to the ancestral hall for those who are seriously injured, and leave behind for those who are slightly injured." Ding Tian saw the ferocious-looking barbarians outside, and knew that if they rushed in, they would not be able to stop several attacks, so he thought Thinking, order people: "Let the old and weak, women and children go to the ancestral hall to hide."

"Ancestral hall?" Everyone did not expect that Ding Tian would order people to go to the ancestral hall.

Although it is said that the ancestral hall belongs to the whole village, who doesn't know that the ancestral hall was built by Ding Tian?

Ding Tian nodded firmly: "Yes, all hide in the ancestral hall!"

At the same time, in my heart, I am grateful for this feudal era.

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