Sunlight pours in.
On the eighth day of the sixth month, Dulonggang, near noon, there was a brief vacuum period on the battlefield.
Under the siege of Liangshan's generals, the location outside the village was difficult to maintain. Luan Tingyu and others completely retreated to the village at the end. Several teams from Liangshan defended the four gates, but the follow-up troops came slowly. The Liangshan barracks was chilling and quiet, as if secretly accumulating power. Everyone in Zhujiazhuang took advantage of this time to rest and prepare behind the stone wall of Zhuangzi. Many people went to the stone wall to take a look, and then came down again.
"Are you going to attack over there?"
"It's not that there is infighting over there..."
"Infighting... They also have more than 10,000 people..."
Chatting and whispering is always inevitable, and some people are discussing whether this Lei Gongzi's strategy is working. Over the past few days, the public opinion that Ning Yi deliberately released to the people of Zhuzhuang did have a morale-boosting effect, including Wu Yong's slump, his own side constantly releasing prisoners, causing trouble there and other things, Liu Tangren who hung up this morning. The head did indeed give Zhu Jiazhuang a shot of stimulant.
However, the fighting over the past few days and the successive casualties have indeed brought a heavy blow to the farmers of Zhujiazhuang. They are not the regular army. Even if the folk customs are sturdy on weekdays, under the shadow of such a serious death, the inner pressure is also enormous. The publicity about this son of Lei may be a glimmer of hope, and as everyone The inner foundation of resistance is actually the fierceness of the Liangshan people in the earlier days.
Before this, Liang Shan almost never thought that Dulonggang would be unbeatable. Under such psychological influence, the entire battle situation was regarded as a training exercise, and everyone played extremely well.
On the side of Liangshan, the hearty and incisive, for Zhujiazhuang and Hujiazhuang, the other party is mercilessly letting go and killing. No matter how resisted your side, the other side always came over with the momentum of the top of Mount Tai. It's like a martial arts master playing tricks on his opponent before killing someone. You can work hard or be hysterical. Anyway, I don't care, and I'm not in a hurry. If you're angry with you, I'll kill you next.
The attitude of one side is always felt by the other side. When family members and friends are killed. When the other side left no room, what the Dulonggang side was finally forced into was not a remnant, but a mourning soldier.
Of course, between life and death. Not that underdogs can overcome everything. Regarding the situation in the Liangshan Barracks, Dulonggang can't see it intuitively. Even if there is a leader there who joins the imperial court, how much role they can play, there is still doubt here.
On the other hand, since the officials of the court are here, why the army has not appeared. Is the other party using his side as a gunner? These ideas, of course, also fluctuate. It's just that the entire Zhujiazhuang can still hold together after all, and it won't cause big waves.
It is also for this reason that Ning Yi only felt that the situation would be truly levelled at this time. Even if Liangshan is divided into internal strife in the future. Right now, there may still be a fierce battle here.
"... They are already panicking, and they have to make this decision. It is also very difficult. Maybe some leaders are ready to pull their subordinates and leave... To be honest. It is really impossible to split on a large scale. Now, most of the people over there are still on Liangshan. If they want to fight, they can definitely fight, but an army that is always guessing and guarding against the defections of the people around them, the current Liangshan is not the Liangshan three days ago. , This army will no longer have that kind of momentum. In fact, up to now, they are no different from any army in the Wu Dynasty. Moreover, everyone on the battlefield can see that every time you support In an instant, they will be one point weaker. From now on, you are actually the most capable team in the vicinity of Liangshan... "
Butterflies flew over the stone wall in the sun, behind the stone wall, a young man named Ning Yi was sitting there talking to the people around him. It turned out that the people from Liangshan slowed down, and others came to him to ask about the situation. He said something casually, and then the people around began to gather.
In the past two days, Ning Yi talked to the people around him, and there were many such situations. On the one hand, it is because his words are quite reasonable, but for relatively simple or relatively violent villagers, not many people can really understand the meaning of his words. But when Ning Yi spoke, he had an aura that could easily convince others. To these villagers, hearing some new terms, or comparing some understandable situation with the opposite, seems to be the same thing. In my heart, my impression of this young master Lei seems to be high-end, atmospheric, and high-end.
Words are violent, and words are persuasive. In later generations, such characters have a special title called political commissar. When Ning Yi said this, the people around them remembered that they were human. They had just fought outside the village to the end. When they came back, they already felt that the Liangshan people were not fighting as hard as before, maybe they were already suspicious of each other.
"They naturally have to be suspicious and be careful... As we all know, why the 100,000 people of the Wu Dynasty were defeated by the 10,000 people of the Liao Dynasty is because... One is strong, the other is weak, and the third is exhausted. The most important thing for the army to fight is morale. From the very beginning, what we were doing was their morale. They were short-sighted and thought we were playing tricks. Now they found out that there was nothing to do. And the more they realized this, the faster they collapsed. I'll see... Brothers, if they dare to fight this battle, they'll be over tonight, they're dead..."
He sat under the wall, peddling his words calmly. Not far away, Zhu Long was patrolling on the stone wall. On the big stone on one side, Zhu Biao was eating noodles with a sea bowl in his hand. After eating, he picked up the steel gun and waved it a few times. Tiger wind.
On the further steps, Luan Tingyu sat quietly in the sunlight, watching a dirty little girl bring water and wipe the blood stains and minced meat on the octagonal mixed copper rod for him, and the little girl left. When it opens, the butterfly descends from the sun and rests on the copper rod that has experienced hundreds of battles...
Then he looked back, far behind, there were three overwhelming shouts from Liangshan's military camp. "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
If this battle is not over, Liangshan will face collapse. At this time, they finally made a decision. Came from there.
Flags fluttering. The leader is Song Jiang. At this time, he is the only one who can once again revive Liangshan's morale with his fame. The previous silence was obviously the famous "Hu Baoyi" speaking to the entire army in the military camp.
He was followed by military advisor Wu Yong, and the leader of Liangshan came with him. "Little Li Guang" Hua Rong and "Black Whirlwind" Li Kui led the guards on both sides, followed by "Shenxing Taibao" Dai Zong. "Illness" Yang Xiong, "Hundred River Dragon" Li Jun.
On the road on the west side, "Leopard Head" Lin Chong leads the army, "Blue Faced Beast" Yang Zhi, "Double Spear General" Dong Ping, and "No Feather Arrow" Zhang Qing are on the side.
To the east, the "big knife" Guan Sheng took the lead. "The Prodigal Son" Yan Qing, "Flower Monk" Lu Zhishen, and "Desperate Saburo" Shi Xiu accompanied them.
On the winding roads near Dulonggang, Liangshan elites have gathered densely. The disease has been violently attacking them, but as Ning Yi said, the family members of these people are still in Liangshan, and they can still organize such a war. Some small and medium-sized leaders also fortified the nearby roads, preparing to isolate Hujiazhuang. At this point, he has no way to choose to defeat each, and there is not enough time to wait for the Hujiazhuang to be destroyed before attacking Zhuzhuang.
The terrain in front of Zhujiazhuang is rugged, and there are many places that can be easily attacked. Even so, when Liangshan's team gathered, the densely packed soldiers formed a large area between the hillsides and lowlands under the sun, and various flags were stretched out. A well-known generals gathered. The lineup of more than 10,000 people is compared to the 3,000 villagers who are still able to fight together in Zhujiazhuang. In this battle, their troops were about five times that of Zhujiazhuang. At this time, the sense of oppression formed was suffocating.
No matter what kind of atmosphere was in Zhujiazhuang before, at this moment, everyone still held their breath.
Around Ning Yi, more than 40 people, led by Wang Shanyue and the Qi brothers, gathered together, holding crossbows and prepared swords and armors. a wooden or paper horn. Zhu Biao waved a steel gun and walked calmly from not far away.
"Brother Lei, if you win this battle, I wish Biao to go out and fight the world with you."
"Oh, didn't you say that after the family fight is over, I want to get you married first?"
"Getting married is a trivial matter, and a man wants to go out and do something big!" Zhu Biao leaned over, "Actually, Sanniang's temperament is a bit noisy, and she has been fighting since she was a child, just like a man, I like the place in the brothel. Kind of a gentle girl..."
"Oh, women will be gentle after getting married."
"real?"
"certainly."
"Oh."
Luan Tingyu has also come over: "This battle is not easy, Mr. Lei, you are now facing Wu Yong, remember to protect yourself."
"Of course." Ning Yi pointed to the surrounding shields, "I'm afraid of death."
Luan Tingyu said no more, patted Zhu Biao on the shoulder, and walked up the stone wall.
Heavy pressure fell on everyone's shoulders, and at this moment, Ning Yi was waiting with bated breath. At the end of the military formation outside the stone wall, a drum sounded. Looking out from the stone wall, Song Jiang and Wu Yong rode horses under the banner of the road for the sky, looking towards this side, the noon sun covered Wu Yong's pale complexion and tense nerves, in order to convince Everyone sent troops to attack to create such a momentum, he has exhausted his energy, but although he seems strong, Liangshan has no way to retreat at this moment. Just before, he had sent people to escort all the prisoners who were put back here, and at this time, the prisoners of Zhu and Hu Erzhuang they had captured were also being brought up.
"...Our army is suffering from a lot of internal troubles now, and the situation in Zhujiazhuang is by no means impressive. Their pressure is by no means less than ours. Wu Yong knew that he had despised the evil Lei Feng thief over there before, and he will not do it any more. I have underestimated the enemy. In fact, I have already prepared countermeasures to deal with that side, and only stayed on top of the battle formation. Now that we have started to attack, we can also take a multi-pronged approach. Can use…”
The drums stopped, Wu Yong raised his head, looked coldly at the stone wall over there, looking for his opponent, Song Jiang rode his horse, took a step, and pulled the tense atmosphere to a high point: "I'll wait for Liang Shan Yingjie..."
At the most tense stage of the war, on the one hand, speaking warnings, cheering up, or hypocritically persuading them to surrender, are the usual routines for attacking each other. Being able to get to this position, Song Jiang's speech also has its own momentum. When the loud and dignified words echoed on both sides of the battlefield, everyone was listening to the arrogance of the villain who revolted against everyone in the village and executed the evil leader. But just inside the stone wall, Ning Yi, who was quietly waiting for the situation to change, suddenly slumped his shoulders when he heard the first word, raised his head, clapped his hands, turned around and left.
"... how can you talk, stupid."
For a moment, on the stone wall of Zhujiazhuang, Zhu Biao's shout came: "You are afraid!"
Dulonggang, the first battle of Zhujiazhuang's final battle, started with shouting...
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