Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 377: They Weep with Greed

Song Chunlin on the city wall was regarded as a thorn in the eyes of the barbarians on the opposite side because his archery skills were so good. They let their archers shoot arrows specifically in the direction of Song Chunlin, even if they didn't kill him, at least injuring him would be good. Unfortunately, the bows and arrows of the archers on their side were not as good as those in Song Chunlin's hands, so the result was naturally not ideal.

Watching Song Chunlin harvesting the lives of their grassland warriors one by one with his arrows, the barbarians were filled with hatred but could do nothing. Song Chunlin did not go down to the ground, so they could not chop him down even if they wanted to, and could only vent their anger on the Gu family army.

Seeing that these barbarians seemed to be getting angrier and angrier as the fight went on, the Gu family army, who were busy dealing with the enemy, were also wondering if these barbarians had taken the wrong medicine and were so angry.

If they knew that the reason these barbarians were so angry was because all their food and supplies had been emptied by Song Chunlin, it might be the Gu family army that would be angry.

Fortunately, Gu Jiajun couldn't hear much of the barbarians' screaming, otherwise Song Chunlin would have been exposed, although he had actually been exposed a long time ago.

This wave of attacks lasted for three or four hours. After the sun went down and it became completely dark, the attacks gradually weakened, perhaps because the barbarians were too hungry to wield their weapons.

Song Chunlin finally put down the bow in his hand. He had been pulling the bowstring for several hours and his hands were almost broken. Seeing that the barbarians were showing signs of retreating, he simply took the opportunity to relax.

As soon as he showed signs of discomfort, the archers next to him came up to him and asked Song Chunlin if he needed a shoulder massage.

Song Chunlin said he didn't need it, and then hurried down the city wall.

The city gate had been temporarily reinforced, and the barbarians could not get close to this side, so it was relatively safe here at the city gate. Song Chunlin walked to the city gate, first touched the dormant mutant vines, transferred some supernatural powers to them, and then poured some spiritual spring water on them. These vines immediately happily sang Happy New Year in his mind.

Song Chunlin expressed his incomprehension, why is it Happy New Year?

The barbarians left under the cover of night. Song Chunlin guessed that these people would have no food to eat when they returned, so he came up with a very bad idea.

"You want to eat hot pot?" Gu Fengyue looked at the boy in front of him in surprise, then put her hand on his forehead. He didn't have a fever, was he just greedy?

But looking at the pile of hot pot base on the ground, he felt that things were not that simple.

Sure enough, Song Chunlin dropped out a pile of meat and hot pot meatballs. Song Chunlin didn't like starch meatballs and felt that they didn't have any meatball taste. The Song family members didn't like this kind of meatballs either. The children from the Charity Bureau liked them very much. However, Song Chunlin still preferred to give the children some fresh meat. These meatballs were usually given by him as rewards.

Now Song Chunlin also plans to give it to everyone as a reward. After all the hard work of staying up late to fight, eating some hot and spicy hot pot is just right.

More than a dozen large pots were set up directly outside the city. Song Chunlin specially observed the wind direction to make sure that the wind was blowing towards the barbarian camp, and then he ordered people to boil the hot pots. Various meatballs, wide noodles and bean curd, and many vegetarian dishes were also thrown into the pot to cook. Soon, the soldiers present came with bowls to share the dishes. The cooks had prepared some dishes, but now they didn't need to bring them out at all and left them for tomorrow. Instead, they brought the steamed rice and steamed buns over to eat as side dishes.

Modern people cannot resist the aroma of hot pot, let alone the ancients who had never eaten hot pot. They smelled the strong and spicy aroma in the air and felt very strange, a little resistant but also a little wanting to eat it.

In the bright red spicy hot pot, the meat slices and meatballs were rolling up and down due to the boiling hot pot, and looked particularly appetizing under the light of the fire. Everyone, who were originally skeptical, took bowl after bowl of dishes and sat on the ground beside them, eating happily. In the originally cold night, this bowl of boiling spicy hot pot made people feel warm from the stomach to the fingers.

They were eating happily and feeling warm, but the barbarians over there were in a more miserable situation. Because they had no food, the barbarian leader had to collect food from the remaining soldiers. In such a large military camp, there would always be people who would secretly hide some food on them. This time, they actually got some food from the collection, but most of it was dried meat and the like.

There was not much dried meat, and all the food in the entire barbarian camp was not enough for three meals. They had to eat it sparingly and cook the dried meat with some grains into a thin broth that was barely enough to fill their stomachs. If they didn't take down Linyuan City, they wouldn't even have enough food to go back with.

Just when everyone was frowning, a strange fragrance wafted from somewhere, but it quickly dissipated in the air due to the wind, but after a while the smell reappeared.

The barbarian soldiers, their stomachs growling with hunger, sniffed the fragrance in the air. Wow, they were even hungrier now.

"Oh my god, do I smell meat?"

"It smells so good, it's real meat, why does it taste a bit spicy?"

"Who is eating this secretly? Why does it smell so good..."

Everyone tried hard to sniff out the source of the fragrance, but after searching for a while, they found that the source of the fragrance was actually Linyuan City.

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally they couldn't wait any longer and sent a scout out to investigate.

The scout quickly swallowed the last mouthful of his broth, wiped his mouth and rushed out. The closer he walked towards Linyuan City, the stronger the fragrance became. Such a domineering fragrance made him drool all the time.

When he got closer, he found that the group of soldiers from Linyuan City actually had more than a dozen large pots outside the city. Steam was coming out of the pots. Many people were queuing up to get food from the pots. No one knew what they were eating. The scout only smelled the aroma of meat and concluded that there must be meat in it.

"You really know how to eat. I don't know how this thing is made, why it smells so good?" The scout took deep breaths, trying to fill his empty stomach with the fragrance in the air. However, air is inedible. No matter how he breathed, his stomach still contained only the bowl of broth with a little bit of shredded meat that he had just drunk.

The scout was reluctant to go back, so he hid in the dark and spied on the Han people eating. He saw them eating meat and rice with big mouthfuls, and it didn't take long for their stomachs to start playing a symphony.

When the scout finally came back, he was holding his stomach. When those people asked him what happened, he told them everything he had seen.

Listening to his description, everyone swallowed their saliva.

“Those Han people really eat so well.”

"Yes, it's all meat, and white rice and bread. Damn it, even the soldiers can afford rice!"

The whole audience was in an uproar. After being shocked, they collectively cursed Linyuan City, and then went to their leader to complain.

The leader was having a headache. The food problem had not been solved yet, and more and more wounded soldiers were dying from their injuries. If they continued to waste time, they would all die here. But they were unwilling to let them leave. When he heard his subordinates talking about the shameless behavior of the Han people, he was so angry that his eyes turned black.

The military advisor was worried. He wanted to persuade the other side to give up attacking Linyuan and go back first, but the words could not come out.

The barbarians were almost rioting due to hunger, but the people in Linyuan City had already eaten and drunk their fill, and all the big pots were taken back. Song Chunlin, holding his full stomach, returned to the palace triumphantly, planning to have a good sleep at night and continue to attack the enemy tomorrow morning.

However, in the middle of the night, Song Chunlin's spiritual power sensed that a large army was approaching Linyuan City at a fairly fast speed. Thinking of what Chen Ci had said before that the court would send people to support, Song Chunlin paid close attention and found that it was indeed the army led by Gu Fengyun.

And there were not only troops, but also a lot of food and supplies. Perhaps because Linyuan City was approaching, Gu Fengyun chose to travel in the middle of the night, estimating that they would arrive in an hour or so.

Song Chunlin got up and put on his clothes first, and then woke up Gu Fengyue who had just fallen asleep. Gu Fengyue learned that his elder brother was about to arrive, so he quickly arranged for his subordinates to prepare to welcome him.

When Chen Ci was woken up, he was still confused. He didn't understand why these two ancestors wanted to pick someone up in the middle of the night. He didn't receive any letter saying that anyone was coming.

"Could it be that the imperial court's reinforcements have arrived?"

Song Chunlin nodded at him: "Are all the doors of your warehouse open?"

"Opened, no, Young Master Song, how did you know the imperial army was coming? I didn't hear any noise. Why did you open the warehouse? Did they bring food and fodder to support us?"

For the first time, Song Chunlin felt that Chen Ci was so noisy, just like an old nanny, who kept asking questions. Song Chunlin was finally annoyed by his questions, so he grabbed Chen Ci's arm and motioned him to be quiet.

Chen Ci was frightened by his expression, and then Song Chunlin asked him to lie on the ground. Chen Ci immediately understood and immediately lay on the ground and listened carefully. Sure enough, there was a slight vibration sound on the ground. How could he not notice such a big noise just now?

Listening to the noise, it seemed to be not only the sound of horse hooves, but also the sound of heavy wheels rolling over the ground. Chen Ci widened his eyes and opened his mouth so wide that he could swallow an egg.

"Young Master Song, you are amazing. How did you know there were baggage carts?"

Song Chunlin puffed out his chest with a proud look on his face: "Of course, I'm awesome. You should prepare them quickly. When their car arrives, put the stuff directly into the warehouse. Don't let the barbarians on the other side find these goodies."

Chen Ci didn't know that the food and grass on the other side had been confiscated by Song Chunlin. When he heard this, he just thought that Song Chunlin didn't want the barbarians to find out that they had replenished the granary, so he went down to make arrangements readily.

After he had arranged everything, Gu Fengyun finally arrived at Linyuan City with his reinforcements.

It was late at night, and the noise they made was so loud that naturally everyone in the barbarian camp opposite saw it. After seeing the long line of people that looked like fire dragons, the barbarians knew that Dajing's reinforcements had arrived.

The military advisor quickly told the news to the barbarian leader. The leader's face was gloomy after hearing it. He knew that they had completely failed in this attack on Linyuan. When King Linyuan was still there, they had not been able to take down Linyuan. Now that the enemy's reinforcements had arrived, they could not even guarantee food and clothing. Under such circumstances, failure was inevitable.

But he was unwilling to give up. He was clearly just this close, just this little bit. They had clearly already torn down the gates of Linyuan City. If it weren't for those damn monsters, they would have taken over Linyuan City long ago. With Linyuan City as their base camp, it would be easy for them to take over those small cities. With Linyuan City as a springboard, their army could kill all the way to the imperial city of the Han people. It was said that the capital of the Han people was full of gold, and the women and boys were more beautiful and charming than those here. But all this was wasted with their failed attack.

Gu Fengyun led his army and saw that the gate of Linyuan City was brightly lit and many Gu family soldiers were guarding the gate to welcome them. He raised his eyebrows slightly and knew who was behind this.

Sure enough, after a while a young man rushed out of the door happily, waving his arms wildly at him.

"Brother, here, here, I'm here."

Gu Fengyun held the horse, thus avoiding the tragedy of the horse trampling over the young man.

"You don't want to live, but I do. Get out of the way. Where's my brother?"

"Here, brother, you have been traveling a long way and are tired. Let's go to the city first and talk about everything first."

"That's great." Gu Fengyun dismounted, handed the horse to the person behind him, and rode first into the city, with the others following closely behind.

Looking at the cartloads of baggage, everyone in Linyuan City became excited. With the replenishment of these things, they would be able to hold out for a while longer against the siege of the barbarians.

No, with the reinforcements from the imperial court, they might be able to drive the barbarians back to the grassland in one fell swoop.

When Chen Ci thought about finally being able to drive those damn barbarians away, the tiredness of being woken up in the middle of the night disappeared, and what was left was the urge to fight the barbarians to the death.

Gu Fengyun went to the palace first, and after not seeing King Linyuan, he winked at Gu Fengyue. Gu Fengyue took Gu Fengyun into the house, and Song Chunlin followed in. After setting up a mental warning in the room for the three of them, Song Chunlin took out the body of King Linyuan from the space.

"This..." Gu Fengyun understood something the moment he saw King Linyuan's body, but he still habitually went up to sniff his breath. King Linyuan had no breath at this time, but because Song Chunlin had just died not long ago when he put him into the space, his body was still soft, and there was no sign of corpse spots or rigor mortis.

Gu Fengyun bowed deeply to King Linyuan.

"He is a prince, and he died in battle. His body will be buried in the imperial mausoleum. After things here are settled, Chunlin, you come with me and send the prince back to the capital."