Spring comes to the desperate place

Chapter 168 Departure

"No! I won't allow it!" When Song Dazhuang heard Song Chunlin say that he was going to the battlefield, he immediately became so excited that he almost jumped up. Even Song Dahe strongly disagreed.

He advised Song Chunlin earnestly: "Chunlin, this battlefield is not a place for you children to play house. Just look at me, your uncle Lu and uncle Fu and you will know. If we can not go, then don't go, okay?"

Even Lu Ming, who was usually taciturn, quickly came out to speak his mind, pointing at his own face for the first time, in an attempt to give Song Chunlin a warning.

"Look at my eyes. If you hadn't found your second uncle, he would still be living in the hunter's hut. Besides, we were grown men in our prime. You were not only a brother, but also a child. We have good sons in Dajing. How could we let a child go to the battlefield?"

Fu Nian didn't say anything, but his eyes were full of worry. The rest of the family also disagreed, except for Grandpa Song, who kept his eyes on Song Chunlin for a long time.

Just when everyone was arguing about Song Chunlin going to the battlefield, Song Chunlin finally spoke.

"Everyone calm down, stop for a moment, and listen to me."

After seeing that the whole family had calmed down, Song Chunlin walked up to Grandpa Song without hesitation and said to him, "Grandpa, I'm ready to go to the battlefield."

The whole family, young and old, were looking at the grandparents and grandson. Grandpa Song had a very complicated look in his eyes when he looked at his grandson. They stared at each other for a long time. Grandpa Song saw the determination and confidence in Song Chunlin's eyes, and he immediately had the answer.

Grandpa Song nodded slightly to Song Chunlin, "Okay, I got it. You have to be careful on this trip. You don't need to worry about the things at home. Just leave the seeds. We are waiting for your safe return. Remember, you must come back in one piece, okay?"

"I know dad."

Song Chunlin's answer was sonorous and powerful, but Song Dazhuang was anxious. He shouted to his father anxiously: "Dad, you are confused. Is this battlefield a fun place? If there is a million..."

"Nothing will happen, Dazhuang. Your father believes in Chunlin more than you do."

"I am not, I am, ah, you have already discussed it, how can I have a say?"

Grandpa Song glared at his son in anger and said, "Are you stupid? When has Chunlin ever done anything he was not sure of? Not only is he very capable now, but he also cares about his country and the world. This is a good thing. With this child's ability, I can't guarantee that he can fight in battle, but this kid can run. Who can catch him if he runs?"

Song Dazhuang thought about it and it seemed to be correct. Song Chunlin had a space on his body, so he would not starve to death even if he ran to the deep mountains and forests. Moreover, there were all kinds of strange weapons in his space. It was not an exaggeration to say that those weapons were magic weapons. Song Dazhuang was so concerned that he was confused, but after being reminded by Grandpa Song, he quickly reacted.

The others who knew that Song Chunlin had a space felt the same way. They thought that Song Chunlin might not be able to defeat the enemy, but he could still save his life at the critical moment, so everyone relaxed a little.

Only Zhou Ning and Chen Yuer, who had just married into the family, as well as Lu Ming and Fu Nian, these four adults didn't quite understand why the Song family put aside their worries as if Grandpa Song had said something strange. So what exactly is Song Chunlin's ability? Is he trying to bewitch people?

Seeing that the departure time was only a few days away, Song Chunlin hurriedly prepared some things at home, such as putting seeds, grains, and some storable vegetables and fruits in the cellar. It was also time to buy more oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for the family. Song Chunlin specially prepared an extra portion, packed them in various small jars, and placed them in the cellar. He even prepared a lot of dried goods, seafood and mountain delicacies, all of which were dried and stored in a ventilated attic.

This year, the Song family plans to plant a few more acres of cotton and corn. Song Dazhuang also wants to try to reserve three acres of land to grow watermelons. This stuff has always been eaten from Song Chunlin's space, and his family has never grown it, so Song Dazhuang wants to give it a try.

Song Dahao's land was taken back. He heard that the evil seeds in Song Chunlin's space had a higher yield, so he planned to replace them all with the seeds in the space. He also had a lot of land, and all added up, the entire cellar was filled to the brim.

After preparing all the food and daily necessities, Song Chunlin also took out most of the family's savings and gave them to Song A-mo for safekeeping in case of emergency.

Song A-mo did not refuse and put the silver away carefully.

On the day before leaving, the Song family got up early. Aunt Song and Qinshi started cooking before dawn. There were steamed buns, dumplings, pies, steamed buns, a jar of homemade pickles, and a big pot of Gu Fengyue's favorite dumpling soup.

When Song Chunlin got up, Song Qin pulled him to the kitchen. He saw steam rising from the kitchen, and the table, counter and stove were all piled with food.

Song Chunlin was stunned: "Grandpa, Mom, why did you do so much? Are we going to host a banquet this morning?"

Aunt Song poked his head in annoyance and said, "What kind of guests are you hosting? Who would host a banquet so early in the morning? These are all prepared for you."

Song Chunlin was even more surprised: "For me?" He opened his hands and made a big circle, and asked again in disbelief:

"Are all these for me?"

Song Qin took a pottery jar and began to fill it with dumpling soup. As she filled it, she said, "Remember to scoop out as much dumpling soup as you want and put it back into the space. You can eat it for a long time. Although you have so much food in your space, you will not lack this at home, but these are gifts from me and your grandfather after all. Put them away quickly, and don't take the ones on the stove. We will eat them later."

Song Chunlin looked at the buns and steamed buns piled up like a small mountain and swallowed hard. Thinking of how his mother and grandfather had worked so hard to make them early in the morning, he couldn't help but feel his eyes sore. He quickly lowered his head and rubbed his eyes hard to stop the tears from falling.

Aunt Song picked out the cooled dumplings and put them in a large bamboo basket, urging Song Chunlin to put them away quickly.

"You are away from home, so I can only cook something simple for you. If Chunlin misses home, just have a bite of home-cooked food."

Song Chunlin lowered his head and hummed softly.

After packing up, the Song family gathered together early in the morning, which was a rare occasion. Even Lu Ming and Fu Nian got up. The group sat together and had a quiet breakfast.

Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao, who usually like to chatter, noticed that the atmosphere between the adults was a little different, so they kept quiet and didn't dare to say anything. They could only concentrate on eating and ate too much without realizing it.

When Song Chunming and Song Chunxiao, holding their bloated stomachs and watching their second brother get on the carriage, Song Chunming realized it belatedly.

"Where is Second Brother going?"

Grandpa Song touched his head, said nothing, and just sighed softly.

Song Chunming looked up at Grandpa Song and found that Grandpa Song's face had become extremely sad. Song Chunming knew that Grandpa was unhappy, so he could only silently hug Grandpa Song's thigh and rub his little head against it affectionately.

Grandpa Song was touched by his gesture. He bent down and picked him up. They watched the carriage carrying Song Chunlin go away together.

The carriage was sent by the Marquis' Mansion. Before they came, they knew that the person they were picking up would also go to the battlefield with the Second Young Master. These people were all soldiers from the Gu family. They didn't know Song Chunlin well. Seeing Song Chunlin dressed like a young master, they all frowned.

The two drivers leaned their heads together and whispered about the young master in the carriage. Who exactly was he? This little kid who looked pampered, was he really going to follow them to the battlefield?

"He looks only thirteen or fourteen years old. What can he do at this age? Could he be some young master who wants to gain experience in the military camp?"

"Who knows? If you want to get gilded, just go to the camp outside the city. Going to the border is such an important matter, how can we let a child do whatever he wants? What the Second Young Master did this time was really too much. When we meet up later, we have to have a good talk with the Second Young Master. How can you take a baby who has just been weaned with you to the battlefield?"

"Isn't this the second young master's lover?"

The people around him immediately covered his mouth and lowered their voices: "What nonsense are you talking about? That child is dressed like a young master, how could he be the second young master's lover? Be careful what you say."

The man didn't take it seriously: "Why are you afraid? The Second Young Master is already seventeen years old. What's so strange about him having a lover? Besides, look at that child, he is so delicate and tender. He is just wearing the Young Master's clothes. Who knows if he is a boy pretending to be him?"

Song Chunlin, who was sitting in the carriage, heard the entire conversation between the two without missing a word. When he heard the man say that he was a boy pretending to be a young master, he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, thinking that this man was quite gossipy and he even guessed that he was a boy by accident.

At this moment, Song Chunlin was so embarrassed that he had to use his toes to dig out a magic fairy castle in the floor of the carriage.

After finally reaching the place where he would gather with the army, Song Chunlin quickly jumped off the carriage, moving so swiftly that he was afraid of being caught again and being mistaken for a gangster.

The army did not set off so quickly. Song Chunlin and his companions waited at the agreed location for half an hour before they saw the shadow of the army in the distance.

Gu Fengyue was walking in front, and almost the moment he saw the carriage, his eyes were locked on Song Chunlin, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles out of boredom.

Looking at the little ball squatting there, Gu Fengyue could imagine the other party's current expression, which was absolutely embarrassed and speechless.

Sure enough, when Song Chunlin raised his head and looked at him, his face was full of despair. Gu Fengyue looked at the escorts calmly, and those people hurriedly bowed and saluted, not daring to look at Gu Fengyue's face.

He rode his horse to Song Chunlin and stretched out his hand to Song Chunlin on the ground: "Come on up, I'll take you for a ride."

"Okay!"

Without saying a word, Song Chunlin took Gu Fengyue's hand and jumped onto the horse. He landed lightly in Gu Fengyue's arms and urged her excitedly.

"Let's go, aren't you in a hurry?"

Gu Fengyue: "Well, let's go."

There was a large army following behind him, and Gu Fengyue didn't plan to walk fast, otherwise the army would not be able to keep up.

This time, the Gu family sent out their best troops. Although there were only 3,000 people, each of them was powerful enough to kill ten people at once. In addition to the Gu family army, there were also 8,000 elite soldiers from the patrol camp. The two sides barely gathered 11,000 people, which was not a small number. However, compared with the 100,000 troops brought by the Grand Marshal, it was indeed not enough.

However, Gu Fengyue didn't care, and neither did Song Chunlin. Before coming, Song Chunlin told Gu Fengyue that he had a powerful weapon in his hand. Gu Fengyue had no doubt about Song Chunlin's words, especially when Song Chunlin showed him and his brother modern thermal weapons in the Marquis' Mansion. Both of them were shocked and couldn't recover for a long time.

The pistol in Song Chunlin's hand was only a small part of his collection. He could not display the heavier machine guns because the bullets were scarce and needed to be used with caution.

In addition to these, there are several sniper rifles. Song Chunlin said that the thing can take people's heads from a thousand meters away. Gu Fengyue doesn't know how far a thousand meters is, but he thinks the distance must be quite long. This range alone can kill all their existing archers and crossbows in seconds.

At that time, even Gu Fengyun sighed: "With this weapon, we can definitely kill the Turkic leader."

Song Chunlin and Gu Fengyue were both shocked after hearing this. They didn't expect that Gu Fengyun was so ambitious that he even wanted to kill the Turkic Khan.

However, Song Chunlin also agreed with this idea. To catch a thief, one must first catch the leader. If the Turkic Khan was killed, it would be equivalent to the internal disintegration of these people. If one Khan was not enough, Song Chunlin felt that he could kill a few more heirs and let these people fight each other.

After deciding the direction of this battle, Song Chunlin went out this time as if he was going for an outing, feeling extremely leisurely.

It was only a short time after noon when Song Chunlin pulled Gu Fengyue's clothes and said, "I'm hungry."

Gu Fengyue looked down at him, and when she met his wet eyes, her heart skipped a beat for no reason. She covered her lips and coughed lightly, feeling a little embarrassed.

As the main force stopped, everyone began to rest on the spot. They had just set out and the food was okay. However, when they saw that Song Chunlin actually ordered Gu Fengyue to boil water, the expressions on their faces were very disapproving.

If you cook at this time, it will be too late when the meal is ready, and it will be too late to eat.

Experienced people all shook their heads silently, thinking that these two people were really just children. Did they really think fighting was an outing?

Song Chunlin didn’t know what these people were thinking, he just simply wanted to eat some instant noodles.

So when Song Chunlin took out three yellow pancakes from the bag he was carrying, everyone looked puzzled. When they saw him continue to take out washed vegetables and a few white-skinned eggs from the bag, everyone's mouths twitched.

Song Chunlin stirred the instant noodles in the pot with chopsticks, beat in the eggs, and when the eggs were almost cooked, added a handful of vegetables. Finally, he added the soul seasoning packet of instant noodles.

As several packets of sauce and powder were put into the pot, a strange aroma suddenly appeared in the air. When everyone smelled this fragrance, they suddenly felt that the pancakes in their hands were not so delicious.