When the first spring rain fell, the willows on both sides of the Wei River had turned from goose yellow to a faint tender green.

In previous years, people would take advantage of the thawing of the Wei River, and the willows turned green and went out for a walk, which would have lost the exhaustion and bad weather that had accumulated for a winter. In the past, it was commonly known as the traveling disease. However, with the news of the loss of Yunzhong County, Weicheng, which lies under the iron hoofs of the twelve tribes in Beimang, had already left the city empty. Even though the few people left behind had no desire to travel after being frightened and feared the whole winter.

As usual, Dong Luo still didn't go out. Although the wine had been sold out, the business was still done as usual. It was inevitable that one or two tired people came in to beat their teeth and rest.

The rain outside a tavern was sparse and gently hit the ground. The water splashed into fog, and the vision became worse and worse. The Weicheng city wall, which had just been unblocked from the ice and snow, was almost unable to see clearly. Dong Luo took a bowl of noodles to the steps beside the tavern, and half-squatted to watch the misty rain gathered in the green trough dripping to the ground, and then began to lower his head to eat noodles.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Suddenly he raised his head and looked to the upper right.

A middle-aged man appeared outside the tavern wearing a straw raincoat. The hazy rain wet most of the black black iron armor on his body, and a knife on his waist was covered with water droplets.

The part of the straw raincoat was wet by the rain seemed a bit thick, and some wrinkles were hidden in some of the wrinkles, which looked a little embarrassed. The visitor walked to the stove in the tavern, baked it, took off the straw raincoat and hung it on the closet and roasted it in front of the fire.

Dongluo looked up at him for a moment, but didn't say anything, and continued to lower his head to eat noodles.

After a long period of silence, the visitor suddenly looked down at him and said with a smile: "When will you leave?"

Dong Luo squatted on the ground without raising his head, "Let's go when the rain stops."

The visitor nodded and said, "It's better if the rain stops and goes out. Brother Chen doesn't like going out on rainy days."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dong Luo drank the last bite of noodle soup in the noodle bowl, placed the noodle bowl on the steps beside him, rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth and said, "Uncle Li, how can you come here today? Are you three hundred tribes in Weicheng on holiday?"

After a moment of silence, the visitor said expressionlessly: "There is a loss in the clouds. Weicheng is the only barrier in the northwest border of my Great Zhou Empire. Although Weicheng is low in the walls and small in the city, the number of soldiers and generals is small, the mission on our shoulders cannot allow us to take a step back. So they will take a day off to settle their families."

As the highest military commander of Weicheng, although Li Mu said calmly at this moment, he already knew the tragic tragedy that was about to be faced.

Dong Luo didn't say anything, and he knew very well what the upcoming war would be like. After Weicheng, the Hetao Plain, known as the granary, was built. It took only a few months for the enemy to leave Hetao and Luoyang to conquer Weicheng.

Dong Luo moved Zhang Xiaomazha and sat by the stove and whispered: "Are there any reinforcements?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"No, it seems that I don't know that the four boundaries of the Zhou Empire have already been filled with smoke. All civil and military officials have practiced silent meditation. They avoid talking about border matters, but only recalled their own tribe members who served in the army for various reasons. Even the Zhou emperor who claimed to be a wise man on weekdays never mentioned the border matters." Li Mu's face looked dark and deep under the light of the fire.

Maybe it was just after winter and Mu Han had not completely receded. Dong Luo couldn't help but fight a cold war. Unconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, leaned against the stove, and said in a deep voice: "Someone wants your border army to die. That person is most likely the Emperor Zhou who claims to be a wise man. Therefore, the civil and military officials in Luoyang City turned a blind eye to this."

"If the king wants his minister to die, he has to die. We should not guess what Your Majesty mean." Li Mu smiled and said: "Those who are generals and soldiers die on the battlefield are the best destination. As for how to die, you will only know the moment your head falls on the ground."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dong Luo quietly looked at this middle-aged man who had been guarding the border for more than 20 years and killed countless enemies, but was still just a commander. He suddenly understood that the reason why the Great Zhou was called the Great Zhou was perhaps based on these simple and stubborn people.

This is true for Li Mu, and the shopkeeper Lao Chen in a tavern. They are all soldiers and terrifyingly stubborn people. Although Dongluo has no military status, he has followed Lao Chen, who has been in the battlefield for more than ten years, and has also been on the battlefield for more than ten years. He has cut off the head of a horse thief with his own hands. He has also been sprayed up and still has hot blood wet his body.

But he had to admit that he was not a simple and stubborn person like Li Mu. He often seemed not brave enough on the battlefield, and did not put him to death and burned his house to the point of being brave. I believe that even if he lived in Weicheng for another twenty years, he would not be able to write a life drama of growing from a shopkeeper to a general.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Perhaps only those who truly put life and death out of control can face it calmly like this even though they know they will die! Obviously, although Dongluo has become accustomed to life and death, he still does not take life and death lightly. He is not such a person.

Li Mu stood up and put his cloak on again, saying, "Let's go! Go and see Brother Chen."

...

There is a small ditch in the south of Weicheng that is not even a stream. There is a small ditche beside the ditche that is not even a hill. There is a smaller mound at the top of the ditche. There are several stones at the top of the ditche that are pressing on several pieces of yellow paper wet by the drizzle.

The small mound looks extremely plain, and the surroundings are stained with sparse grass color, but there is no spring on the small mound. It seems that someone often comes here to take care of it.

Li Mu and Dongluo stood silently in front of the small mound. No one spoke or disturbed each other. But anyone could see that they were both worried.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Li Mu took the lead in breaking his silence and said, "What would you do if General Chen was in my position today? Will he be like me knowing that he would be defeated but still bringing 300 soldiers in Weicheng to die?"

Dong Luo heard the change in Li Mu's name to Lao Chen. It was his and Lao Chen's business, but he was called General Chen, so he was standing in the position of the general to consider it. He was about to answer, but he seemed to remember something extremely interesting, and smiled slightly and said, "He told me that Emperor Zhou also had to eat diarrhea. It would hurt if he was chopping his knife. So, I think if he was in your position, I guess he would dare to kill Luoyang and talk to Emperor Zhou to make sense."

Li Mushen nodded with approval and said, "With his virtue, he really dares to do this."

After resting for a while, it suddenly started drizzling in the sky, as if raindrops thinner than threads were scattered on the two of them, a little cool, Dong Luo couldn't help but tremble.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Li Mu frowned slightly and asked with some concern: "Isn't my health better yet?"

"Uncle Li, you also know that this is an old problem that has been brought about since childhood. My adoptive father said that I was staying in the pile of dead people for a long time when I was young and frozen in the snow for a long time. I was invaded by the cold and it was already in the bone marrow and it was difficult to cure it." Dong Luo said slowly to Li Mu, as if this was not born on him at all.

Li Mu looked at the young man in front of him with a heartache with a calm expression and no sadness. Thinking that in order to survive and to resist the coldness of his body, he followed the young figure of the three hundred soldiers in Weicheng for ten years. The three hundred soldiers in Weicheng changed again and again, but his figure never stopped in the training ground.

"This morning, a caravan came to Weicheng to go to Luoyang. Because he encountered horse thieves along the way, he broke some people and was now resting in the city. He was preparing to choose some assistants and leave in three days. Then you should act as a servant and follow them! This is safer. Remember, living is not easy, you are not only the continuation of the life of the person lying in front of you. You are also the continuation of the lives of most of the three hundred strokes in Weicheng. Therefore, you cannot die easily."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Dong Luo nodded and said, "Uncle Li. I will definitely live well. When I make a comedy in Luoyang, I will go back to Weicheng to take care of you."

Li Mu looked at the boy next to him who was about the same height as him with comfort, patted his shoulder and said, "Luoyang is not as good as Weicheng. If you really can't make it, come back to Weicheng. As long as I'm here for one day, you can walk along Weicheng for a day."

Dong Luo smiled bitterly and looked at the middle-aged man with slightly frosted hair in front of him, scratched his head and said, "Uncle Li, do you think I am like the kind of person who bullies men and women? If my adoptive father knew about it, he wouldn't be angry and survived, and he would be angry to death!"

Li Mu slapped Dong Luo on the head and said angrily: "You are the poor."

After laughing for a while, Dong Luo whispered: "Uncle Li, I have left a few large jars in the wine cellar of a tavern. Those are all Penicillium fungi that have not yet been fermented. I have told you the process of making Penicillium elixir. Those jars are only a few steps away, so you can make them yourself. There is also a large box of finished products I have put in the first jar of wine when I enter the door. After I leave, you will take them away. I hope you can hold on for a while. Persist until I go to Luoyang to talk to the Emperor Zhou."&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Li Mu looked at Dong Luo with his eyes shining, and his palm-shaped hands slapped his shoulders with his big palm fan, making him stagger. Looking at Dong Luo who was grinning, Li Mu quickly straightened him and said, "With you, most of the wounded soldiers who retreated from the clouds can save their lives. You can persist until you can reason with the Emperor Zhou who knows how to eat and have diarrhea."

Dong Luo grinned and thought that more than half of the wounded soldiers could save their lives, at least 90% of them, okay! You should know that the predecessor of this penicillin was penicillin. In his memory that he had almost lost his memory after more than ten years of forgetting. This penicillin is an amazing healing sacred medicine. It can be said that the situation of World War II was reversed, and penicillin has made great contributions. This was the holy medicine that saved millions of people in World War II.

But Dong Luo would not say these words to him. The rain in the sky gradually became heavier. Dong Luo suddenly knelt on his knees regardless of the mud all over the ground, kowtowed three times to the small mound with his face and said with a fierce look: "Father, your grudge with the Chen clan is the grudge between me and the Chen clan. What they owe you, I will ask them to repay it."

Li Mu said worriedly: "There is a reason why Brother Chen was exiled for three thousand miles and guarding the border and never recalled, but if he doesn't tell you, there must be his reasons, and I don't want to say much. If you go to Luoyang, don't expose your relationship with Brother Chen before you grow up. Otherwise, I'm afraid..."
Chapter completed!