The cold wind of late autumn blew more and more in the night. In the night, the outline of the mountain was dim, and the surrounding rustling was the sound of footsteps, with moans that were half painful and half sobbing, the bloody smell spread lightly, someone fell. Down.
"...you get up, get up and go..."
The voice of speaking is also weak. In the darkness, the figure dragged a few times, and someone came to help, but the movement turned into a short cry. Because the cry belonged to a man, it was not long, and a man did not cry easily, especially for soldiers, but also because of this, the short-lived cry-like sound became more tragic and mourning. .
In this dark mountain, there are many people walking, and many people can feel this scene, but it is impossible to imagine that everyone is walking forward, either alone, or supporting each other.
Before long, the creek blocked the way, and some people waded through and some stopped. It was not far from Qixian County, Ning Yi raised his hand: "Take a break." Around the queue, many people were obviously seriously injured.
Ning Yi's right half was also injured, with stab wounds to his shoulders and arms, wrapped in bandages. Everyone around Zhuji suffered from minor to severe injuries. Yuwen Feidu was supported and swayed, and he almost fainted. He had injuries on his legs, under his ribs, and on his back. I fell down while running, and half of my face was scratched on the ground—this is a trivial matter—the body was exhausted and lost a lot of blood, plus the running and trekking after that, I was able to support it. It can only be said that it is the master of Zhuji. They gave him a good physical foundation.
Compared with Yuwen Feidu, many of the masters in Zhuji know how to stimulate their potential better, and are more able to endure harm. They traveled all the way, and several people suddenly fell to the ground on the way, and died silently with serious injuries all over their bodies. . And before that. There were also nearly a hundred people who were damaged in the large vehicles that were brought along the way in the battle formation, and not a single one was left.
After this kind of defeat and slaughter, after fleeing all the way, in addition to the members of Zhuji, Yue Fei, and the remnants of his subordinates, there were also many stragglers who fled. At this time, some people waded across the river, while others saw Ning Yi and the others stop. They also stopped subconsciously nearby, probably seeing the bravery of the Zhuji people on the battlefield. After the war, everyone fled all over the mountains and fields, and there are not many people who can still maintain their organization when they come here.
Some things are hard to think about. After staying in Qi County for such a long time, the adjustment of many elm guns was expected to play some role, but it was only on the road, so it was burnt. Even these people in Zhuji have lost nearly half of them, and the rest are full of injuries and fatigue. It is difficult to summarize what they are doing here, but if you think about it a little bigger, there are hundreds of thousands of people and 200,000 people. The power is gone. I don't know if this will make it sound better.
In the past - at least in the days when Ning Yi was not discouraged - he was used to being a decision maker. But because of this, he became more and more aware that if everyone was to be a decision maker. Nothing in the world is possible. He came out to help, but there were only three to five hundred people around him. If you really want to move all the subordinates you can use, there are only a thousand people in the Bianliang battlefield. Although they are disappointed with the quality of the military of the Wu Dynasty, they are also unhappy with the decision-making of the government inside and outside the capital. position. It is just to do things with trepidation, and step by step to advance the fortified walls and clear fields. Until this night, he said that he would cooperate with the Western Army Yao Ping Zhong Jie's camp and launch a large encirclement and suppression campaign, but he just followed. Even if the military quality of the Wu Dynasty is poor. To the end - both horizontal and vertical are to be played.
But having suffered such a fiasco, and as someone who knew a lot of the inside story of the capital, it was impossible to say that there was no anger in his heart at this time.
After sitting for a while among the stagnant grass on the edge of the woods and the small river, he went to check the wounded around him. There are many martial arts people in Zhuji. Even if they go to the battlefield, they always bring their wound medicine with them, and most of them have experience in injury and illness. Many people died of injuries and injuries on the way of the Jurchen pursuit. At this time, they could rest for a while. Many seriously injured people—as long as they were not dead, most of them could save their lives.
But there are naturally exceptions to this situation. While walking through the crowd in the dark, Ning Yi heard a martial artist named Lin Nian whispering to his disciples about the experience of killing enemies on the battlefield. Some of the outstanding Zhuji martial artists include Zhu Biao and the Qi family brothers who had crossed paths in the past and gathered them under their command; there are some original leaders in Liangshan, such as the scar-faced man Nieshan who followed Ning Yi to Luliang; there are also foreigners. People from Lulin who took refuge in, such as Tian Donghan, such as the monk Hou Lietang who made copper sticks, and Lin Nian who made five phoenix knives.
Among these green forest warriors, Tian Donghan was upright and down-to-earth, so even Zhou Tong admired him. The original formation was handed over to Ning Yi through Tian Donghan. Hou Lietang has a violent personality and is addicted to martial arts, but his mouth is relatively silent. This Lin Nian is nearly forty years old, with a thin body, but a bit of Confucian anger on his face. He has an easy-going personality and is quite admired and liked. He was in the battle just now. Pulling out his companion who was in danger, he ran with big strides, but he was not injured very much, which shows his profound knowledge of martial arts.
Ning Yi also liked martial arts, and listened to him whispering to his disciple: "...you practice these tricks again and again, and you will have more chances to save your life when you are in battle..." He walked over, but in the past he didn't. After a long time, he heard Lin Nian's disciple say hurriedly and in a low voice, "Master! Master!" When he hurried over, he saw the middle-aged man leaning against the tree, tilting his head slightly, letting the disciple shake it. There is no movement of his own.
A wounded and resting martial artist from Zhuji struggled over, took a breath, and pinched the pulse gate. After a while, he shook his head, and Ning Yi also squatted down to check the other's pulse: "What's wrong? I heard Master Lin just now. talking!"
The martial artist shook his head: "Master Lin is exhausted. He practiced in his early years, his family was poor, he had dark wounds on his body, and he had always had a cough. He was just above the battle... He exhausted himself... "
Ning Yi was stunned for a while, Lin Nian's family was poor and he occasionally coughed, he knew it. After joining Zhuji, Ning Yi never treated bad people for their lives, and paid generous salaries. He also often prepared meat for these martial arts practitioners. The other party's face became more normal, but people didn't pay attention to nutrition these days. Because of thrift, many rich people also look good all the year round, which is not surprising. At this moment, Ning Yi cursed, "What a joke." He put Lin Nian on the ground and performed CPR and artificial respiration for a long time. The people around looked at him in silence and a little bit of doubt. Lin Nian's disciple had already cried, and Ning Yi finally gave up.
After this tossing, the injury on his right arm had begun to ooze blood again.
He sat beside Lin Nian's body for a while, and patted the disciple on the shoulder: "You will take care of your master's daughter in the future." Then he stood up and left. When Lin Nian came to join him, he only brought a skinny and skinny daughter by his side. That daughter was also sick and weak, he remembered it.
It's not the only bleak thing around. Many of the wounded and dead may have saved their lives, but it is not surprising that they are half dead or have broken hands and feet in the future. Among the three brothers of the Qi family, Qi Xinyi's left hand was almost cut off by the elbow. At this time, although the fracture was bandaged, he lost too much blood. Life and death are unspeakable. He was one of the wounded who could no longer go, while Qi Xinhan and others were the first to go to Qixian County. Look for a trusted doctor and staff to come over for further treatment. Qi Xinyong, who fought all the way and then tried his best to save his brother, was also seriously injured and fainted at this time. Ning Yi walked over, but there was nothing to say. In a sense, he was the one who brought these people to the battlefield, and he was just a tavern owner.
Take a break for a while. Some Zhuji warriors who still have spare strength are still healing the surrounding skirmishers. The direction of Qixian County has gradually become a little turbulent this night. of. At the end of the field of vision, a shimmering light lit up, and the sky turned red. Ning Yi got up and took a few glances, only to see Yue Fei also coming over with a steel gun, just as he was about to speak, a figure appeared on the other side of the small river, riding a horse, and then crossed the river. come.
The people who came over were led by a member of Zhuji who accompanied Qi Xinhan back to Qi County to find a doctor. Behind him were two people who looked like doctors, but their beards and hair were messed up and they were quite embarrassed. This man went straight to Ning Yi's side and anxiously reported to Ning Yi.
"There were two cavalry teams of Jurchen, which rushed towards the Qixian camp. The news of the defeat in the front came, and the defenders in the battalion were unwilling to fight, and only a few people resisted. At this time, the Jurchens were burning everywhere, and Brother Qi went to assist. The rest of the Zhuji brothers will transfer the household information and wait for me to come back first..."
"No!" Yue Fei next to him took a step forward and shouted in a low voice, "Jurchen moves so fast, it's not just to kill them all... You said that Jurchen burned and killed everywhere, did they ever find out where the logistics of the camp were located?"
The members of Zhuji were stunned for a while, but Ning Yi had already reacted: "Their focus is on food!"
"I don't know where General Qin is at this time..." Yue Fei whispered, and looked at Ning Yi. In such a rout, if Qin Shaoqian is still alive and leads the remnants back, he seems to be able to turn the tide, at least so that the Jurchen will not even copy the bottom of the Qixian camp, but when he talks about it at this time, he seems to be incompetent delusions of the person. After all, around here, their subordinates are already disabled, so even if they sense Jurchen's intentions, what can they do
A legion of tens of thousands of thousands of people fights, not a few hundred people can participate in it.
The night is indifferent and restless. In the distance, the shimmering light in the sky seems to imply something. By the river, the desolate silence continues, and people try not to make too much noise while walking. . But finally, there was the sound of flint, the torch lit up, and it shook in the air. Ning Yi held the torch, walked to a slightly higher place, and inserted it into the trunk.
He was also bandaged, bloody and tired, but after looking at the crowd, he finally spoke up.
"Today's things have become like this, maybe I shouldn't say anything more, I shouldn't ask for anything more, but..."
He was silent for a moment: "I still have to say..."
There are miserably seriously wounded people and corpses that have been silent forever, but everyone is listening to this...
In the capital, the team of Cai Jing, Tong Guan and others had already caught up with the emperor's motorcade. A little further away, the Queen's motorcade had arrived at Nanxun Gate, south of Bianliang, and the accompanying state uncle Liang Feng was ordering the guard general to open the door.
The guard of the Nanxun Sect was named Cao Yan. He was a little general with no name and name. Among his colleagues, he was always known for his timidity and prudence. However, this time when the queen's decree came over, he just hid on the tower and recited Amitabha Buddha desperately. He didn't dare to accept the decree for a while, and just assumed that he was not there. This kind of news attitude made the uncle of the country rush to the tower and yell and quarrel.
At the back, Li Gang's carriage finally caught up with Zhou Zhe's motorcade. He threw the carriage across the imperial street and knelt down on the ground: "Sinner Li Gang begged to see Your Majesty, and I beg Your Majesty not to leave the city!"
Zhou Zhe summoned him immediately.
"What are you guilty of, I... why are you really going out of the city! It's just that the queen was instigated by Liang Feng and persuaded me to tour the south, and I wanted to chase her back in person—"
"The Western Army has been defeated, and the Jin people have long planned. At this time, the army will come at any time, and Your Majesty will go out from the south. It is not safe. Your Majesty, Li Gang implores His Majesty to return to the palace..."
"I said it's not out of the city!"
Li Gang knelt down on the ground and kowtowed desperately. In fact, at this time, the literati of the Wu Dynasty had a high status. Although there were occasional rituals of kneeling and worshiping, according to Li Gang's identity, it was absolutely unnecessary. Continuing to kowtow with blood-stained bandages, Zhou Zhe couldn't do anything about him for a while. And where would Li Gang listen to what he said was just to chase after the queen, once he reached the city gate, he would probably be carried out by the queen, ministers and so on.
In the midst of such a stalemate, someone else came to report: "The Ministry of Rites Yan Mingzhao is asking for an interview..." This is a guy from a clear rumored official background, and when he saw Zhou Zhe, he said loudly: "The national war is ahead, how can Your Majesty abandon the city and flee south— "
Zhou Zhe's face was immediately flushed with anger, and he ordered someone to drag him out while scolding him. He also took advantage of this opportunity to have Li Gang pulled up and said, "I will deal with this matter first, and then I will deal with you, Prime Minister. Let’s talk about it, just look at it!” The convoy was about to move forward, but then there was a clamor: “Tang Ke, the servant of the Ministry of Housing, asked for a meeting, the Ministry of Industry asked for a meeting in Fengzhong, and He Jiting asked for a meeting…”
In the city, a force after another quickly blocked it.
Zhou Zhe was furious, he threw something out from the car, and shouted, "What are they doing! No see—what are they going to do—"
At this time, a confidant eunuch knocked on the window from the side and whispered: "Reporting to the sage, Cai Taishi asked the slaves to tell me that tonight's curfew should not disturb the people..."
He increased his tone on the word curfew, and Zhou Zhe's eyes lit up after listening to it... (Please search Piao astronomy, better and faster!
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