Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 763 If ​​people don't accept it, Heaven will.

Upon opening the letter, one finds it densely packed with important points to note, clearly indicating that Xia Lin is already paying attention to the current situation.

He naturally issued the highest-level instructions to the pioneering army stationed here. After the two of them read them, they summoned all the mid- to high-ranking officers without hesitation.

"Bao Wu, you explain this to them."

"General, you should do it. You are the true general."

After the two declined, Liu Changsheng waved his hand and said, "Once the war drums sound, everyone will listen to me. You're the one who calls the shots normally. If I tell you to read, you read. Why are you being so polite?"

Bao Wu glanced at Liu Changsheng with a helpless expression, then walked to the front with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. He cleared his throat and said, "The commander-in-chief just sent a letter."

No sooner had he finished speaking than there was a rustling sound from the tables and chairs below, and all the officers present, including Liu Changmao from the Emperor's personal guard, stood up.

"The commander-in-chief has given instructions that, due to the season, we should slow down our offensive and wait for spring. The major shipyards are now working at full capacity, and the fleet is nearly 80% complete and will be launched within four months."

The audience erupted in thunderous applause. After the applause subsided slightly, Bao Wu continued, "Our current duty is to protect the immigrant settlers, build a new defense system, and ensure a peaceful winter. Various supplies are on their way, but due to the wind direction, they need to be routed through Quanzhou Port to Luzon and will take some more time to arrive."

Although the people below did not speak, they all seemed somewhat disappointed, because they were planning to launch a surprise attack while the other side was preparing for winter, but now the commander-in-chief was telling them to wait until spring.
No kidding. Based on their current understanding of these Japanese, they could easily kill their way from here all the way to Tsushima Sea, and maybe even have some extra time to cross the sea to Goguryeo and have a New Year's feast with General Ye.

"What do you think the commander is waiting for? Isn't this driving people crazy? The arrow is already on the bowstring, and he stops it just like that?"

"Exactly, this is what happens when I'm doing it with my wife, and she's about to get her period, so I have to pull it out."

"General Wei, even if your words are rough, they are still reasonable, but yours is too rough."

While everyone was discussing, Liu Changmao, who had been silent all along, suddenly slammed his hand on the table and shouted angrily, "Who gave you the audacity to guess the commander-in-chief? I think you're all tired of living."

It was the commander of the Astartes Legion after all. His shout startled everyone, and no one dared to speak recklessly anymore. At this moment, Bao Wu also said with a stern face: "You even dare to guess the commander's decision? Do you think that just because the mountains are high and the emperor is far away, no one can control you?"

Everyone present lowered their heads, not daring to even breathe. After a while, when the atmosphere eased a bit, Bao Wu continued, "Since the commander-in-chief has ordered us to put down our offensive, then we shall obey him. If I hear anyone criticizing his orders again, they shall be dealt with according to military law."

Although everyone was surprised by Xia Lin's decision, they could only quietly settle down and recuperate. Because they had stockpiled a lot of supplies, they now spent their days eating and drinking in the camp, apart from daily training. To be honest, this was not what they wanted.

Why did Xia Lin suddenly issue this order to stop? Actually, he had his reasons. He had already sent invitations to various countries to hold the first National Games. He had announced the various events and the dates. This was a plan he had decided on long ago. As for the reasons, he had already thought them through. If it was an autumn harvest festival, then he should hold a spring sowing festival.

He then invited military observers from various countries to board a ship and witness the war against Japan, so that they could see what it meant for the Great Wei to crush the enemy in battle.

The importance of this battle far outweighs its practical significance, because if people don't see it clearly, no one knows how many bandits, thieves, and robbers will appear in the future. After all, no matter how far the Great Wei's reach is, there are still some corners that it can't take care of. Sometimes, deterrence is more effective than actual fighting.

If one had to define this battle, it would be that it laid the foundation for the legal authority of the East Asian region and served as a testament to the inviolability of orthodox authority.

The subjectivity and authority of a nation cannot be challenged by anyone—not the Japanese pirates, not the Northern Han, and not the Tang dynasty.

Therefore, whether it was hanging up the credentials in advance, expelling diplomatic envoys, or expelling Japanese merchants and civilians, it was all preparation for this event.

Justice, civilization, and power—these three elements must be highly unified to lay the foundation for future unification.

If you ask him what he means by unification, you can talk to his warships, to his invincible cannons, to his brave soldiers, and to his united and determined people.

Someone will provide the answer.

Zhang Feng, who had been preparing for the attack for the past few days, also heard the news that the offensive was to be canceled and everyone was to switch to a defensive standby.

He even felt somewhat discouraged for a moment, and could only sit by the campfire outside the barracks, poking at the fire with a stick.

Sitting next to him were several soldiers from the same cohort, who were currently roasting a piece of corn over a fire with a stick, and the aroma was quite enticing.

"To be honest, this canned soybeans and meat is really delicious. You can't get any without going through that ordeal." Dugu Xiaodi sniffed, carefully dipping a piece of bread into the last bit of juice in the can with his chopsticks. "I heard the supplies are arriving soon, then we can eat as much as we want." "This food is top-notch. Back when we were soldiers in Hebei, we ate only vinegared cloth rations. When we were hungry, we'd even want to gnaw on our toenails."

A man standing next to me had served in the army under Li Mi in Hebei and knew how good the food was here. Even when supplies couldn't be delivered, they could eat fine rice and noodles every meal. Apart from the lack of meat, there was nothing to complain about.

So when I heard Brother Dugu complaining, I couldn't help but say a few words.

"How could I not understand? I was just expressing my feelings."

After Brother Dugu finished speaking, he noticed that Zhang Feng next to him looked a little sullen, so he nudged him with his shoulder: "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"That's not it, it's just that a good opportunity to make a name for oneself has been lost."

"Don't panic." Brother Dugu seemed to be a natural optimist. He patted Zhang Feng on the back and laughed, "You have to know what kind of person the Commander-in-Chief is. He's a god-like figure who can seize the heavens and earth. If he says no, there must be a reason. Who knows, we might be wiped out if we go out?"

"Hahaha... Stop joking." Zhang Feng burst into laughter at his words: "How could the whole army be wiped out?"

But there's a saying, isn't there? It's called "The weather is unpredictable."

Just in the afternoon, a sudden gust of wind swept in, and the temperature plummeted. Then, a flurry of snowflakes fell like goose feathers.

The fierce winds and heavy snow turned the world into a deathly white in an instant. The crazy drop in temperature forced the higher-ups to order the withdrawal of all sentries from the field outposts, which shows how terrifyingly cold it was.

The stoves in the camp were lit, the very same kind that had almost poisoned Old Zhang and Xia Lin years ago. However, after several generations of improvements, this problem was no longer a concern. Everyone huddled inside the house around the stoves, listening to the howling wind and swirling snow outside, feeling that their commander was comparable to Zhuge Liang at this moment.

Everyone says that Prime Minister Zhuge Liang could borrow the east wind, but no one knows for sure whether it's true or not. However, no one doubts that Marshal Xia could predict the wind and rain.

Zhang Feng stood at the window, holding a cup of hot tea, lost in thought. He had said that morning that it was impossible for the entire army to be wiped out, but he really didn't expect that God would do this in the afternoon.

Yes, that's right. The Japanese couldn't completely wipe them out, but it was the weather. Even the strongest man couldn't withstand such severe cold. The scholars in their army said that a person could endure such temperature for three or four hours, but if a strong wind was added, a person couldn't even last half an hour. No matter how brave the army was, if they couldn't find shelter from the wind before dark, they would all be frozen solid overnight.

Wouldn't that mean the entire army was wiped out?
This is great! Xia Lin has quickly risen from commander-in-chief to a semi-immortal in the army. The morale that was previously dampened has been completely wiped out. Everyone is glad that they listened to the commander-in-chief and did not act rashly. Otherwise, with the snow falling like this, they might not even be able to come back after going out.

"This weather is really strange." Brother Dugu wrapped his coat tighter around himself. "It suddenly got this cold."

“It’s not surprising.” The bespectacled, fair-skinned scholar in the room pushed up his glasses and said, “It’s just the cold air from the far north coming down. There’s a great cycle in the universe: hot air rises and cold air sinks. If the days of high temperatures in summer and autumn last for a long time, the accumulated heat will drive the cycle of the universe. When the whole earth enters winter, the accumulated energy will explode, pressing down the thin, cool air from the north, causing the temperature to drop rapidly.”

As he spoke, he pushed up his glasses again: "Commander Xia must have known these things, which is why he was able to make the prediction, just to reduce the casualties of the army."

The people in the room had immense admiration for this young man, which made the gentle-looking man blush.

"If only I could go to Fuliang to study someday," Zhang Feng sighed, leaning against the side. "People who have studied hard are truly amazing."

But Xia Lin knew nothing. He couldn't read the weather forecast, and the events he wrote about in his letter were almost a month ago. If he could predict that, he'd be more than a fortune teller. Weather systems are inherently chaotic and almost impossible to predict accurately. Even if satellites were launched in the future, it might still be unpredictable...

Of course, it wasn't just the pioneering group that was harmed by the snowstorm; Japan as a whole also suffered its worst snow disaster in three hundred years.

The heavy snow fell for five days and five nights, and the snow was up to waist height. Many mud and thatched houses collapsed under the weight, and thousands of people were frozen into ice sculptures overnight. After that, people were dying every hour.

A massive famine began to spread across Japan during this unremarkable winter.
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No more staying up late, guys.

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