"Everyone, the time for the decisive battle has come."
On April 19, on the Dalong Mountain near Kangxian County, the bright white moonlight came in through the window lattice of the wooden house one by one.
There were torches burning in the wooden house, which were not big. The firelight and the starlight converged together. Qin Shaoqian mobilized the generals of the Seventh Army who had just gathered.
"It has been more than ten years." He said, "In the past ten years, the Central Plains have been occupied by war, our compatriots have been bullied and slaughtered, and we have also lost our comrades in arms, all of you here. Most of them have also lost their relatives, do you still remember what your relatives look like?"
Outside the room, the soldiers of the Chinese Seventh Army have gathered in the bonfires.
"I still remember what my father looked like." He said, "The Wu Dynasty in those days was a good place. My father was Chaotang Zaifu. In order to guard Bianliang, he offended the emperor and finally died on the road of exile. My brother He was a nerd, he guarded Taiyuan for more than a year, and the court refused to send troops to save him. In the end, he was chopped up by Jurchen, his head was hung on the city wall, and someone sent his head back... I didn't see it."
"Merely... For more than ten years, I remember clearly what they looked like, and I also remember very clearly what Bianliang looked like. My brother's posthumous son is still a little radish head. He grew up in Jin Kingdom and was killed by gold A person chopped off a finger. It took more than ten years... The children of my time spent all day walking around the city to tease dogs, but today's children can't tell the whole story if their fingers are chopped off. , he grew up on Jurchen's side, and he doesn't even dare to speak..."
A cart pulled by horses and mules rolled down the mountain, with iron guns and other weapons on the cart. In the distance, some people came over and watched from the edge of the mountain.
Qin Shaoqian looked at the generals with one eye.
"Some people say that if you fall behind, you will be beaten, and we will be beaten... I remember more than ten years ago, when the Jurchen went south for the first time, I was talking to Liheng on the side of the road, as if it was the evening of the Wu Dynasty, Liheng said, This country already owes a debt. I asked him how to pay it back, and he said he would pay it with his life. Over the years, I don’t know how many people have died.
The wind blew through the bonfire outside, reflecting the tall and straight postures. There is a chilling smell in the air. Qin Shaoqian's eyes swept across the crowd.
"From Xia Village... to Dong Zhiyuan... Northwest... to Xiaocang River... Da Yang... And here... Our enemies, from Guo Yaoshi... to those old soldiers of the imperial court... From Xixia people... to Lou Shi, Ci Bu Si... From the three years of Xiaocanghe to today's Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Xiyin... How many people have stood by your side? They charged forward with you and fell on the road..."
"More than ten years ago, when we talked about the Jurchens, it was like a myth. From Chuhedian to Hubu Dagang, they defeated the mighty Liao people. When I heard that the Liao people were coming, I felt a headache, not to mention the invincible Jurchen. Tong Guan led more than 100,000 people in the Northern Expedition, but could not defeat 7,000 Liao soldiers. He spent tens of millions of taels to buy Yan Four of the cloud sixteen states are back…”
He recalled the past and smiled: "Lord Tong, the man who covered the sky with one hand, all of us had to kneel in front of him until Li Heng killed Zhou Zhe, Tong Guan stood in front of him, and Li Heng slapped him with a slap. On his head, others flew up, and his head hit the steps of the Golden Palace, bang"
"In those days, we were kneeling to look at Prince Tong, Lord Tong was kneeling to look at the emperor, the emperor was kneeling to look at the Liao people, and the Liao people were kneeling to look at the Jurchen... Why was the Jurchen so powerful? In Xia Village back then, we didn't know that Bianliang The city's army of millions of diligent kings was defeated by Zongwang's tens of thousands of horses for several times. What a huge gap. Many of us have practiced martial arts all our lives, and we never thought that the difference between people would be so big. But! Today!"
Qin Shaoqian's voice fell like thunder: "Is there still a gap? Between us and Wanyan Zonghan, who is afraid?"
Outside the doors and windows, the fire was flickering, and the night wind was like a tiger's roar, passing through the mountains and ridges.
"...Our Fifth Army, just defeated them in the southwest, Mr. Ning killed Zonghan's son, in front of them, killed Chuli, killed Dalai, killed Yu Yu, Chen Fan was in Tanzhou Kill Yin Shuke, then, Yin Shuke's younger brother pulls away from the speed, and will never be able to get out of the sword pavilion! These people's hands are covered with the blood of the Han people, and we are asking them back little by little."
"The Fifth Army has already fought against Zong Han in the most difficult environment, and turned defeat into victory. Everyone in the Huaxia Army, their strength is already very tense, and Tu Lisu is desperate to defend the sword pavilion. We don't want our two armies to become one, Zong Han. He thought that as long as the sword pavilion was separated, they would face us here with superior troops. Their main force was nearly 100,000, and we were only 20,000, so he wanted to defeat us while the sword pavilion was not broken, and finally give the battle An explanation…”
Killing intent flashed from the corner of his eyes: "The Jurchens are in the southwest, they are already defeated, and their spirit has been lost, but Zong Han and Xi Yin don't want to admit it. Then for us, there is good news and a The bad news, the good news is that we are facing a group of defeated generals; the bad news is that the invincible army that was born in the past and conquered the country for the Jurchen is no longer there..."
"We, the Chinese Seventh Army, have gone through a lot of hard work to get to where we are today. Why is there such a huge disparity between people? We put people in this big furnace to burn them, let them run on the tip of a knife, turn over in a sea of blood, eat The most suffering, the hardest ordeal, you have been hungry, you have survived the pressure, you have swallowed charcoal fire, you have run through the wind and sand, and you have come here... If it was in those days, if you were in Baobu Dagang, we would have beaten Wanyan Agu. , beaten to death in front of the army..."
"But today, we can only have a cold meal."
When he said this, the tone of voice was not high, every word, and there was bloody depression in his mouth. The generals in the room were all sitting upright. sound. Qin Shaoqian paused for a moment.
"Think about the people who have come this way! Think about the murderers who did these bad things! There are 100,000 of them, and they are coming to us! They want to take advantage of us while we are running low! Then let them take advantage of this! We want to break their last delusion, and we want to smash the head of Wanyan Zonghan, the general of the world's military and horses, into the mud!"
"Everyone has it!"
The general in the room stood up.
Qin Shaoqian's eyes swept over them.
The cold moonlight outside the window is also sweeping through the mountains in this world. Some influences are pushed away like waves, and the generals walk towards the soldiers, mobilizing one heavy and one heavy, and then the scout troops first began to act, followed by the main force and baggage. The Seventh Army was different from other armies in that they did not have superficial fanaticism, and the blood only burned in the body. The time for decisive battle has come.
"We're going out."
Bingfeng is like a river bursting its banks, rushing up!
…
Zong Han had rarely thought of that piece of forest and snow field.
There are no four seasons in Hushui, and the snowfields there often make people feel that the four seasons described in the book are an illusion. The same seasons change.
Knowing too much is a pain.
Zong Han is the eldest son of Sakai, the prime minister of the state. Although the daughter is really a poor tribe, as the son of the prime minister, there will always be privileges of one kind or another. There will be a knowledgeable shaman who will tell him the truth between heaven and earth. He is fortunate Can go to the south, see and enjoy the taste of summer in the Liao Kingdom.
This is the taste of pain.
For a while, he even thought that the Jurchens living in such a world of ice and snow was a curse given to them by God. At that time, he was still young, and he was afraid of that snowy day. People often walked into the ice and snow, and did not come back after dark. Others said that he would never come back.
There are wolves and bears in the ice and snow. People taught him how to fight. He is not afraid of wolves and bears. What he is afraid of is the invincible ice and snow, the malicious giants that fill the sky. Neither steel knives nor spears could damage this giant in the slightest. From his childhood, the people of the tribe taught him to be a warrior, but a warrior cannot harm the world, and a man cannot conquer what is not harmed.
Even if he becomes the strongest warrior, in front of the enemy, he is still a helpless ant.
When he was twelve years old, he participated in the second winter hunting with the adults. In the wind and snow, he was separated from the adults. The malice in the sky squeezed his body everywhere, his hands were frozen in the ice and snow, and his guns and knives could not give him any protection. He walked all the way, and the wind and snow were blowing, and the giant beast was about to engulf him little by little.
Until the last ray of light left in the sky, he found a small house bag stacked with small firewood under a tree. It was a place where some of the Jurchen hunters piled up and rested temporarily. Zong Han climbed in, hid in the small space, and drank the last sip of wine he carried with him.
The wind roared outside the pyre, and he huddled in that space, huddled tightly into a ball.
He spent a whole night with the wind and snow like this. I don't know when, the wind and snow outside stopped, everything was quiet, and he climbed out of the room. Picking up the snow, it was probably early morning. There were stars in the sky above the woods, and the night sky was clear and clean. At that moment, it seemed that he was the only one in the whole world, and beside him was a place of refuge built by small piles of firewood. He seemed to understand that heaven and earth are just heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are not giant beasts.
At dawn the next day, he set out from this pyre, took his sword and gun, hunted a wolf in the snow, drank the wolf's blood, ate the meat, and before dark, found another A hunter's hut found the direction.
Everything is clearly laid out in front of him, there are crises between heaven and earth, but there is no malice in heaven and earth, people only need to travel between one pyre and another, and they can overcome everything. Since then, he has become the most outstanding warrior of the Jurchen clan, he perceives keenly, calculates carefully, and kills bravely. From one pyre to another pyre.
For a long time, the Jurchens have lived in this harsh world, and excellent warriors are always good at calculating, calculating life, and calculating death.
A few years later, Aguda wanted to raise troops against Liao. The Liao Kingdom was a giant with an army of millions, and Aguda could lead only more than 2,000 soldiers. Everyone was afraid of the power of the Liao Kingdom, and their attitudes were relatively conservative. Zong Han, and A Guda chose the same direction.
If this world is the enemy, then all the soldiers can only sit and wait. But heaven and earth are not malicious, no matter how powerful the dragon and the elephant, as long as it can be hurt, there must be a way to defeat it.
Soon after, Aguda defeated the 10,000 Bo Navy with 2,500 men, beheaded Yelu Xie Shi, captured Ningjiang Prefecture, and began a glorious journey for the next few decades...
Looking back, it was already forty years ago.
During this period, he rarely thought about the snowstorm that night. He felt the mood of seeing the giant beast running by, and then the stars were like water, and everything in the world accepted him gently.
Zong Han, who was sitting on the hillside, opened his eyes, and in front of him was the sprawling tent, the sky was full of sparks, the warm earth, and the mountains that lay across it seemed to have no malicious intent at all. Here, people don't have to go from one pyre to another, and they don't have to find the next hut before dark, but in the early morning when he came out for a walk, he finally saw the howling north wind again.
If the distance to the next hut is not calculated well, people will die in the wind and snow.
Forty years ago, the young man clenched his spear. In this world, he had seen countless magnificent scenes, killed countless giant dragons and primordial elephants, and the wind and snow had dyed his beard and hair white. He will also think of the companions who came together in this bitter wind and snow, Qilibo, Yingge, Wuyashu, Aguda, Orugu, Zongwang, Loushi, Cibuchu... Up to now, this one after another The figures have been left in a place where the wind and snow are raging.
But Jurchen will move on, looking for the next hut to hide from the wind and snow, and he will kill the giant beasts on the way, eat their blood, and eat their flesh. This is the truth between heaven and earth.
On the morning of April 19th, the scouts in front of the army observed signs that the Huaxia Seventh Army had turned its direction and tried to escape south. The dam was involved in the battle, and the nearby troops were immediately attracted and approached for support.
But not long after, Pucha, the pioneer of the Golden Army, met the enemy near Lueyang County, a hundred miles away. The main force of the 1st Division of the Huaxia Seventh Army followed the Qinling Mountains all the way to the Golden Army. The two sides quickly entered the fighting area and launched an attack almost simultaneously.
Zong Hanbing divided the way and launched a rapid encirclement of the Huaxia Seventh Army. He hoped that before Jianmen Pass was defeated by Ning Yi, he would use more and less to lay a local advantage outside Jianmen Pass. He was the main attacker. In theory, The Huaxia Seventh Army will try to retreat and defend as much as possible before four times its own strength, but no one expected that the Seventh Army would pounce.
This afternoon, the charge of the Huaxia Army rang through the mountains and fields near Lueyang County, and the two giant beasts smashed together.