Dazed, day and night.
When I sleep and wake up, sometimes I see something, a dim sky, a human face, a bumpy road occasionally, it is raining, and a swaying scene.
The brain is not suitable for thinking for the time being, and even the uncomfortable feeling does not receive much feedback. Occasionally, some pictures of this and that will emerge. Those memories that belonged to the previous life also belong to Ning Liheng of this life. The broken memories of childhood will also emerge at this time, and the body seems to be in chaos. come and go.
Many things he has done have taken up too much time in his life, scheming and intriguing. The war that belonged to that era did not have much gunpowder smoke, but the same blood was dripping under the dark side. When the interests of too many people and the interests of too many people were entangled in the process of moving forward, they owed money. There are still all kinds of human lives, killing people one by one and destroying families one by one. Some of them are conscious, and some of them are not.
Such a decision one by one, a game one game at a time, and the countless situations that follow, the cause or the result of the matter, success or failure with difficulty. In these pictures that are already familiar to the point of breathing, there are also some small fragments mixed in them.
In that unfamiliar era of ancient fragrance, the courtyard with heavy rain in summer, the garden with lanterns hanging in the evening, the small bridge and flowing water in the farmland, the white-clothed woman who played the violin calmly, she Turning from the other side of the bridge, he gave him a tactful smile, the wife who was as arrogant as a rose but had to accept her fate when I first saw her, and then got along with her, talking at night on the small building, strong in the weak, she stood behind the small building , holding the torch, looked at him with stunned eyes, and then put the small
The building is set on fire...
Those pictures, shattered into pieces, only flickered in the cracks. When a little awake, there are also some other debris, which will infiltrate from the outside with difficulty.
"Mr. Ning, we won... we won..." "Mr. Cabinet..."
"Uncle, Uncle... Uncle fell... ,...
"Go, go, go, go..."
"Young Master Ning, they dare not come again..."
"Young Master Ning, they want to arrest you..."
"Uncle..."
"Grandpa and Grandpa..."
"Uncle, Uncle, Uncle..." The voices kept calling, as if they didn't want to stop for a moment. He couldn't tell the meaning of them, but when he was more awake, he felt that he had spent a lot of time. Traveled a lot.
At one point, he woke up from his sleep...
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Back to the evening of July 11.
Grey clouds, dark ground, violent storms.
The horizon is drawn closer, the stone bridge crosses, the water is washing the last blood, on the ground are broken weapons, dumped battle flags, corpses are soaked in water, one after another. Lightning streaks in the sky... out of date, a dark outline was drawn on the grass by the river, and there were still corpses nearby, only in the distance of the field of vision, figures came from there, and several people led by them rode on the ground. Immediately, everyone was dressed in black.
An Xifu, Hei Lingwei.
The people in black spread out on the grass like a slaughterhouse, searching for clues that could be obtained. After a while, they gathered again in the rain.
The team slowly pushed past the corpses in front of them. At a certain moment, several people led by them stopped there. Not far ahead, there were also scattered corpses, but these corpses were relatively well equipped, and one of them. He is surrounded by armor. The head of this corpse has been chopped off, and several knives and guns are embedded in the corpse at this time, all of which are cut through the gaps in the armor, and the blood of the corpse has probably been drained by this time.
Generally speaking, it is difficult to have such pure venting on the battlefield, but from the scene in front of me, it is enough to see the frenzy of being surrounded by people and slashing with knives. This general may also be extraordinary. However, in this case, the art industry could only be hacked to death by the soldiers who frantically surrounded them and cut off their heads.
The black-clothed general immediately glanced at it and turned his head.
"Yao Yi" whispered in the storm. He looked to the south, "It's too fast..." Soon after, the black-clothed general gathered his subordinates in the rain, and waved after making arrangements. The team was divided into two groups, galloping away in two different directions, south and north.
After noon on this day, Lu Jiao's team was the first to disperse and became the first round of sacrifices for those fanatical Wude soldiers. Before the evening of the same day, Yao Yi was defeated and Yao Yi himself was killed. At this time, the Black Ling Guards led by An Xifu arrived at the battlefield. An hour later, Fang La's Xue Dou Nanfang fought with the Wude Battalion and was defeated again.
At this time, the Wude Battalion was like a sharp and extremely sharp carbine, and it went straight to the north...
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In hindsight, in the calculation that took place at the junction of Suzhou and Huzhou from the tenth to the eleventh day of the seventh lunar month, the ones that were really calculated might not be the armies under Fang La's command. In terms of strategic intentions alone, whether it is throwing gold and silver on the road, disrupting the opponent's sight with the only remaining elite scouts, or spreading a lot of rumors, in the final analysis, it is only a short period of time to mihuo the other party, the purpose is just to let Nan chase. The five armies that came here temporarily distanced themselves.
As Ning Yi himself said, once the other party was given time to react, such a large fleeing team would be impossible to hide from Fang La's investigation in the hills and waterways near Hangzhou. Being able to achieve this effect in a short period of time is not only based on various strategies, but also because Yao Yi and others underestimate the enemy and use their psychological habits to gain a little breath in such a delicate situation. chance.
After all, the most powerful ones were the soldiers of the Wude Battalion who were the escape team itself.
One xing dragged everyone into a dead place with no way out, using life and death as coercion, using gold and silver power as bait, supplemented by humiliation and hatred, so that such a group of people would no longer have any choice. The difference between a thousand and a thousand. That speech seemed persuasive at first, but later, it was close to incitement. Of course, if there is no such pressure as being in the Jedi, it is better to let go, this incitement, in fact, will not have much effect.
In fact, if it wasn't for the injury on his body, Ning Yi might have to thank Xia Qi. At that time, Ning Yi's arrow was almost arrogant, but at that time the entire army had no way out. Coupled with the acquiescence and support of Tang Xiuxuan and others for Ning Yi, it was very difficult for Xia Qi and his The killing of Ming's subordinates almost became a sacrificial flag. Others may think that Ning Yi was just reckless at the time and made a mistake, but other people will definitely not have the kind of decisiveness of Ning Yi and the momentum of doing everything for granted. In particular, the phrase "sloppy! Mother-in-law! Hawwww! You're not a man!" decided the direction of the battle in a small area after that.
At this time, the Wude battalion was already a remnant of soldiers. Even if the blood in the hearts of everyone was agitated to the maximum for a while, in the first battle with Lu Jiao, the role of the general officer could not actually be called a commander. The team was just driven by blood and despair at the same time, desperately trying to fight with Lu Jiao's team. In a situation of four thousand against one thousand, the destructive power produced by this state of mind is almost terrifying. After the great victory in this battle and the almost annihilation of the Lu Sheath army, Chen Xingdu and the others were considered to have truly established leadership in this army that had regained its self-confidence.
Afterwards, he went north to attack and beheaded Yao Yi. Although the whole process was very easy, the degree of damage during the period was not as terrifying as the first time he came. Guyu was already out of danger, at least a small part of the people had recovered a little bit of sobriety, and after the two battles within half a day, the soldiers were immersed in the thrill of killing and revenge, and raising their eyebrows. The consumption has also been extremely serious. What should be done next? Everyone had a brief discussion. At that time, someone said this and thought that they should not fight a third battle in a row, otherwise the team would be dragged down. At that time, someone directly He scolded: "Longy! Mother-in-law! Hawwww! You're not a man!" After the news spread, everyone in the army who wanted to retreat was ridiculed like this.
In hindsight, if it wasn't for the choice of three consecutive battles in one day, An Xifu could not control the remaining three armies in time, the result of this battle would still be in vain.
When An Xifu's Hei Lingwei went to the south to contact Shen Zhucheng and to the north to contact Mi Quan, Xue Dounan's one had already been killed, and there were only two teams of less than 3,000 people that could be gathered, and they were arrogant at the time. This Wude camp is separated from north to south, and it is difficult to echo.
At that time, the Wude Battalion was actually exhausted. However, it was only just now that people won three consecutive battles with various strategies of defeating them. Under such circumstances, neither An Xifu nor Liu Dabiao, who came later, dared to let go The remaining two armies divided their troops to attack him, but also lost the best opportunity to defeat the Wude battalion.
However, An Xifu is not a mediocre person. In the case of confirming that Xue Dounan has been defeated, first keep Miquan in the north and Wude Camp at a distance, and in the south, let Shen Zhucheng continue south on the other side of Shiqiaodu. This is not for fighting, but to let Shen Zhucheng's team directly search for the refugees who were left alone in the south. Because at this time, although the Wude Battalion was advancing rapidly, it was impossible for the refugees who followed him to do so. They must have stayed south of Shiqiaodu, so he seized this weakness and bit him fiercely.
After that, the Wude Camp turned back at full speed, and the thousands of nursing homes and martial artists that Torrey stayed in the camp, An Xifu and Shen Zhucheng did not dare to attack the camp rashly. After that, An Xifu and the two teams of Shen Zhucheng and Mi Quan gathered up the remnants at the same time, and notified Qingfengzhai and 1 Xiaoluo Town to cooperate and began to slaughter the fleeing team. There was a fierce xing, so in the hills south of Huzhou, no one could do anything for the time being. After the escape team gave up Liao Zhan, they started all the way north.
At this time, An Xifu had already grasped the weakness of the army that needed to protect this group of refugees, harassing and attacking all the way. Although Chen Xingdu and others have commanding ability, their strategic and tactical skills are not enough after all. Ning Yi, whom they had hoped for, has fallen into a coma at this time, and occasionally wakes up along the way, unable to think about too many things. For a while, he could only resist conservatively. On July 15, he arrived in Fuzhou and received a grand welcome belonging to a hero.
Only Ning Yi, who made the greatest achievements, was heavily protected by a team of elite soldiers during the chaos of the Good Night Raid on the 13th of July, so he attracted more firepower and was finally swept away by the flames of the night. With the crowd, disappeared...
For a long time after that, he did not appear in front of everyone again. After a lot of publicity and rewards to the remnants of the Wude Battalion, the name Ning Liheng, like the now-present Tanhuā, filled everyone's attention for a period of time. After Tong Guantong Daofu arrived in Jiangnan, he was quickly buried by a large number of battle reports and achievements, and disappeared in the memory of most people. Only a small number of people still remember his name and silently search for him since then. The trail,...,! .