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Chapter 591 Toast
Border Ningcheng.

The snow has just cleared, and the sunshine shows the dominance of the northwest. It is not as bright as the winter when the wind and snow are raging.

Since the last time the Rong Kingdom failed to attack the city four times in one day, they retreated fifty miles to Ningcheng.

There was no active attack again in the next seven days.

The silence of the Rong Kingdom lasted until New Year's Eve.

Northwest Camp.

Everyone knows that the truce is only temporary, and Rong Guo's quietness these days must be holding back a big move.

In order to cope with the Rong Kingdom's renewed attack, the northwest army continued to reinforce the city walls and did not relax for a moment in military training.

The Northwest Army and the Rong Kingdom have been at odds with each other for so many years. They are the most familiar opponents to each other. Under the temporary tranquility, there is an undercurrent surging.

Both sides know that in the next battle, either you will die or I will live.

The northwest army had a deep-seated hatred for the Rong State, but the Rong State was determined to win Ningcheng.

Neither side has the patience to continue to waste time.

Although the whole battalion was preparing for the next encounter with the enemy, after all, it was New Year's Eve, and there was still a joyful atmosphere amidst the tension and solemnity.

After all, the New Year is a top priority engraved in the hearts of people in this land.

People are busy all year round, not just to celebrate the New Year but to be reunited.

Naturally, the border guards cannot go back to celebrate the New Year, especially since this year is in wartime, they cannot go back to celebrate the New Year.

I can't go back to my hometown, and I have to celebrate the New Year in the camp.

Although the food and grass were almost exhausted, and it was not known when reinforcements and new food would arrive, the camp still prepared a rich New Year's Eve dinner for the soldiers.

Everyone understands that this year is the last year that some soldiers will live in this world, so they must eat well.

Bai Dazhuang and other people from Shenshu Village who participated in the construction of the city wall have rebuilt the city wall that was blown up and burned. During the days when the Rong Kingdom did not attack, it has been dried and solid.

Bai Zhaomei's subordinates defended the city on New Year's Eve.

When there is no war, every year at the end of the year, Ningcheng will be brightly lit, people will rub shoulders on the streets, and the cries of hawkers will reach all the way to the camp.On New Year's Eve, Ningcheng was even more lively. Indescribable lights were connected together, making this important town on the northwest border look like daytime.

The folk customs in the northwest are simple and simple. Girls and boys in beautiful clothes ride by, and their giggles can be heard in the streets and alleys.

So alive, so alive.

Now, the war has brought too much suffering to Ningcheng. This year, many people have moved to the pass.

Especially the previous sieges by the Rong army made the people in this city even more frightened. All the shops and restaurants were closed, and everyone stayed behind closed doors.

The whole city is like a deserted city.

On New Year's Eve, Ningcheng people ushered in the New Year in the shadow of war.

The lights that had not been turned on for a long time were turned on, and the sound of firecrackers to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new was even heard not far away.

There was even the aroma of cooking dumplings coming from afar.

Although it can't be compared with the New Year's Eve in the past, Ningcheng finally had a hint of fireworks on New Year's Eve.

Looking at the dotted lights in Ningcheng, Bai Zhaomei felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

This is the first New Year's Eve that he has not spent in Shenshu Village. At this time, he misses his parents and grandmother, his sister, and the cooking cooked by his sister-in-law.

I still miss Cuicui.

He left home to join the army when he was young. As soon as he stepped onto the stage in the northwest, he encountered a war between Xia and Rong that decided the fate of his family and country.

Having experienced blood and seen death, Bai Zhaomei is no longer the country boy from Shenshu Village.

He knew the variables on the battlefield and understood the meaning of war.

He stood on the city wall with arrows on his back all day today, and the cold wind hit him.

The reason why he is standing here is to let the people of Ningcheng live a good year in peace; the reason why he rushes to the border is to protect the people like Shenshu Village from the war.

My sister said that she would become a general.

But the road to becoming a general was so cruel. In this war again and again, he saw the death of his comrades one after another.In particular, Da Mao's sacrifice had the greatest impact on him.

The two were about the same age, joined the army together, and looked forward to returning home in honor after the war.

But Da Mao died here. Before he died, he killed five enemies with the sword in his hand.

He felt uncomfortable when he thought that more of his comrades, including himself, would die in future wars.

One will be a million bones.

This is the cruelty of war.

"Look, there are people on the wall."

Bai Zhaomei looked down and saw several children playing by the city wall.

One of the little girls in a red cotton-padded jacket held a lantern and pointed towards Bai Zhaomei on the city wall to talk to her companions.

"He is so scary with an arrow on his back and a knife." The boy among his companions said as he stepped back.

"They are not scary. My mother said they are the ones who protect Ningcheng. With their protection, the Rong people will not come in." The little girl raised her lantern and waved to Bai Zhaomei. Bai Zhaomei saw her big eyes, clear and clear. Smart.

Listening to her childish voice, Bai Zhaomei thought of her younger sister Xiao Fuyuan at home and couldn't help but smile.

As soon as they heard about the Rong people, their companions ran from the city wall towards the city, shouting as they ran: "The Rong people will not call today, they also have to celebrate the New Year. It's the New Year, it's the New Year, go home and eat dumplings."

Bai Zhaomei smiled and shook her head, hoping that the people of Ningcheng could have a stable New Year tonight.

"Bai Zhaomei, I'm here to relieve you. You take the brothers in your team to eat dumplings." Wu Xiaoying led a group of people to the city wall to relieve Bai Zhaomei.

Bai Zhaomei found You Qingya standing at the front wearing military uniform.

No one dares to underestimate You Qingya now. During the last siege of the Rong Kingdom, she showed no signs of stage fright and killed more than a dozen enemies.

"Have you eaten yet?" Bai Zhaomei asked.

"After eating, there is still wine." Wu Xiaoying said with a smile.

After Bai Zhaomei and Wu Xiaoying handed over, they waved to the surrounding subordinates, and everyone walked down the city wall in an orderly manner.

When we arrived at the foot of the city wall, everyone was laughing.

Bai Zhaomei didn't stop her. After all, it was Chinese New Year and there were dumplings to eat. It was understandable that everyone was excited.

Everyone walked towards the office talking and laughing.

Meng Zhixu ran the army very strictly, and the camp was not in chaos just because of the festival. On the contrary, it was orderly as usual, but the joy of the festival was still revealed in the orderly order.

Like the city of Ningcheng, lights were lit in the camp, and red lanterns were hung in various barracks. The circles of red halo revealed tranquility and tranquility, making people forget the shadow of war.

Bai Zhaomei and his party quickly arrived at the second place.

Almost everyone in the camp was at the substation. From inside to outside, everyone had a glass of wine in front of them.

Bai Zhaomei glanced at General Meng with a solemn face, and Xie Xiaolian stood beside him.

General Meng always ate and lived with his soldiers, especially the New Year's Eve reunion dinner.

Bai Zhaomei gave them a sergeant salute and quickly found her position and stood firm.

General Meng raised his glass.

"The first glass of wine is for all the good men and women present here, who guard the border against the enemy...the second glass of wine is for the sacrificed soldiers..."

Everyone raised their glasses.

Respect the living and the sacrificed.

The wind, snow and blood on the border made Bai Zhaomei, who already had an iron-blooded attitude, have red eyes.

"Win! Win!"

The roar of the soldiers spread throughout the camp.

(End of this chapter)