[Group Wearing Song Dynasty] The Glory of the Sky

The last day.

Fifty kilometers away, after tonight, the Jinren's army will come.

Yelu Yuanyi led the way, thinking that he was preparing for a night attack seamlessly, while at the same time, the people in the Yangzhou City General Headquarters finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Keep half breath, in order to cope with the next war.

And the half breath of relief is because the golden man finally came.

This kind of mood is no less than waiting for an unknown end of the world-it has been rumored that there will be floods and volcanic eruptions as early as 800 years ago. No one knows how violent the disaster will be and how many people will be killed or injured.

But that kind of endless waiting is really exhausting.

In order to stabilize the mood of the people, the government personnel usually dare not say anything serious when something happens, but now they really don't know whether it is serious or not.

Since October, they have been nervous about when the Kingdom of Jin will call. They have not forgotten to strengthen security and patrols during the Chinese New Year in January. Before the Kingdom of Jin arrives in March, they already have a feeling of "this grandson is playing with me." "Mood up.

Now that April is approaching, and the Golden Soldiers are coming soon, some people feel a little lucky that they shouldn't be there.

It's a bad thing, if it doesn't come, the anxiety will be in the late stage.

Wei Yuan stayed in Bianjing, and he had no status, and Yelu Yuanyi didn't know much about the situation in Yangzhou city - he only knew that the people here were stronger than those in the Song Dynasty, and there were some weird things.

He doesn't care about that.

When Wan Yanliang was still a young man, the evaluation of history was "a genius since childhood, with a leisurely and peaceful demeanor, advocating Han culture very much, and a good reputation within the clan".

And when he entered the state of youth, he began to be bloodthirsty and violent. Not to mention the usurpation of the throne, he killed nearly a hundred members of the Wanyan clan in the same clan. Dare to commit crimes.

As his subordinate, Yelu Yuanyi was also tainted with a bit of arrogance.

No matter what the Xixia and Song Kingdoms are close to, they will all die under the iron hooves of the Jin Kingdom!

Little did they know that there were dozens of pairs of eyes monitoring the progress and scale of their troops.

When the troops were traveling through the forest and wading through the long river, the cameras hidden in the dark were turning around in the dark, and people wearing wigs and peasant clothes were secretly observing in the distance.

Jin Guo thinks that he has the chance to win, but he doesn't know that everything is under the control of the military command.

At the same time, Xin Qiji sat across from Zhao Qingyu, and the two of them were doing their homework face to face.

Xin Qiji was writing a physics topic for the second year of junior high school, and he was still wondering what pressure was.

And Zhao Qingyu lowered his head to calculate the deployment force and the carrying capacity of the server, and the sound of typing on the keyboard was like a crisp chicken pecking rice.

This poor kid is too hypocritical, and he doesn’t like to use the keyboard that comes with the office when he writes programs. Before that, he still relied on him. The mechanical keyboard has three or four switches of different colors according to the mood.

Probably considering that there is an extra student at home, I have been using soft and thin tea switches for the past two days, and even modified a few keycaps to fish when I have nothing to do.

Xin Qiji was probably tired from writing, or was distracted by the sound of the keyboard, and suddenly asked, "Is there going to be a war?"

"Well, there are still about twelve to twenty hours." Zhao Qingyu glanced at the two display screens in front of her, and her fingertips did not stop for a second: "I will broadcast the situation here-if you are curious, you can also You can come and see."

"Twelve to—" Xin Qiji chewed on the meaning of this sentence: "Can you estimate the time?"

"Well, calculate the speed and direction error." Zhao Qingyu rubbed his chin and said, "It's useless for them to set off 30 days in advance when the radar is ready. Every move is under our control."

Radar, he had heard of this word in Blue Cat's Mischievous Three Thousand Questions.

Xin Qiji didn't think the blue cat looked like a cat, nor did he understand what that naughty little monster was.

If the radar can be put into use, it can monitor all kinds of moving things remotely, which is equivalent to countless clairvoyance watching every corner at the same time, and can also report the enemy's situation in a directional manner.

He turned his body sideways, and asked again: "Aren't you afraid that there will be a war?"

Zhao Qingyu didn't push off the chair until she finished typing the last line of this paragraph, and went to the opposite table to fetch water for a drink.

"Afraid?" He shook the water in the glass and smiled: "Of course I'm afraid, but how dare we not listen to what our mayor Longlao has told you."

He looked serious, and slowly repeated the words on the radio.

"—all sorrow and resentment cannot be higher than what we should do most at present."

"That is, try your best to survive."

His voice has both the brightness of a teenager and the softness of a child.

But his tone was firm, like an out-and-out adult.

The little guy was serious for two seconds, then suddenly choked on the water, coughed and slid his chair back, and continued to clatter on the keyboard.

Xin Qiji watched the child's concentrated expression, and his thoughts were all mixed together.

As a young man with complex composition, he is actually still in the shaping period of the Three Views and has not yet been fully finalized.

In fact, he was also the first to take the initiative to learn modern knowledge, and with a pure learning attitude, without any preconceived notions.

Whether it is Sun Daofu or Guo Di, because of their age, they have already been stereotyped in many aspects such as outlook on life and values, and the old cognitions and concepts are difficult to shake.

It is really difficult for them to accept a brand new concept and world.

This is also the reason why Liu Xun can't afford conflict in front of the middle-aged and older Song people, and he doesn't even hope to understand.

However, Linguo needs ancient people who can intervene in the relationship between the two countries, and more importantly, fresh blood who can participate in their government affairs.

When he learned of Xin Qiji's actions in the apartment, Liu Xun told Zhao Qingyu not to hide his war preparations from him, and to expose Linguo's advanced and sharp side.

This might be a risky bet—they can't be sure of the character of this outsider, nor can they confirm whether he is a traitor sent by a certain force.

But it is really gratifying to see that ancient people are so active in contacting modern civilization.

When Xin Qiji thought about the war, he couldn't calm down.

For him, war is a cruel scene of blood spattering, an inhumane killing of the weak, and countless blood and tears.

As a man in Shandong, he had already traveled around the surrounding areas when he was a teenager, and he also knew the animal-like virtues of Jin Bing.

Because of this, at such a young age, he practiced martial arts and studied military law day and night, just to serve the court and help the Song Dynasty regain the land as soon as possible.

But knowing that they were about to be attacked, the entire city of Yangzhou was as quiet as if nothing had happened.

He couldn't even see any common people fleeing with their families.

As early as ten days ago, the entire city of Yangzhou had forecast the situation of the war and explained the relevant precautions.

The aborigines who were not at ease withdrew directly, and those who were at ease regarded the officials of the Senate as living gods, and only knew that they should stay at home honestly these few days, and by the way told the juniors around them not to run around.

Before midnight, Yangzhou City was eerily quiet.

Even the sound of the drone's propellers was blurred to the point of silence at high altitude, and the dots of lights were like stars of different colors.

I can't study anymore.

The sword was returned after inspection, but Xin Qiji had no urge to hold it at all.

He capped the pen cap and closed the book, got up and turned off the computer, then pulled a chair and sat beside Zhao Qingyu.

The boy was still concentrating on analyzing the data, and didn't say a word to him.

Xin Qiji watched the screen quietly and didn't ask any more questions.

A screen is divided into four parts, each displaying the monitoring situation from different areas.

A screen is sending a large amount of data, constantly testing and calculating the pressure of the server.

Zhao Qingyu is concentrating on diverting and integrating the data streams from different departments, and at the same time handing over and confirming the work with the people in the data department.

A lot of data and characters are unfamiliar.

Xin Qiji is not used to the use of numbers until now, and it is a bit laborious to do the four arithmetic operations at the elementary school level.

He studied the English characters on the screen for a while, and then began to look at the screen on the monitor.

Zhao Qingyu tapped the carriage return, then stretched, and kicked off the chair to drink water.

"Is this a language?"

"That? That is Euro language, and then there is a derived D language, which is used to write programs for this computer." Zhao Qingyu yawned and said: "I am basically done with my work here, and I have already handed over to the next one. A group of people will sleep here tonight and wait for orders."

All the departments of the government building came here, and the Senate House even connected wires and tents in the yard, and everyone was preparing for the battle all night long.

As a child, he was easily worrying, so he was arranged to go home and honestly act as a logistics and substitute.

Turning around, Zhao Qingyu realized that Xin Qiji was still looking at the surveillance screen that only had leaves and grass and a cat at the moment, so she took a glass of water for him, and slipped over to give it to him: "Watch a movie or something in exchange. brain?"

Xin Qiji took the water, and after hesitating for a while, he asked, "Tom and Jerry, why are the paintings so strange?"

Zhao Qingyu laughed out loud and almost choked on the water again: "This is a cartoon."

"Cartoon?" Xin Qiji asked curiously, "Does this have any meaning?"

In the endless chase of cat and mouse, no one can win.

"It's good to make people happy." Zhao Qingyu said with a smile: "Many things don't need meaning."

At four o'clock in the night, people from the Kingdom of Jin were stationed in the distance.

People in Yangzhou City began to take turns to rest, not daring to be careless.

Although Liu Xi kept watching the surveillance at home and saw that the two got along well, he was still worried about something happening, so he went back to check.

At twelve noon the next day, the buzzer rang.

The soldiers and horses finally rushed to Yangzhou City.