In the autumn of the second year of Wu Jianshuo, the land of the Central Plains was engulfed by war. ·
The northwest is just a small corner of this vast world. Yanzhou is smaller, and the city of Yanzhou is old and ancient, but no matter how small it is compared to the world, the conflicts and fights between people are as fierce and cruel as ever.
It was already dark, and the battle to siege the city continued. The 90,000-strong army led by Yan Zhenguo, the envoy of Qin Fenglu of the former Wu Dynasty, was swarming towards the city wall of Yanzhou like ants. everything. In the past year or so, the walls of this city have been breached and changed hands twice. The first time was the arrival of the Xixia army from the south, and the second time was the arrival of the Black Flag Army, who recaptured the ruler of the city from the Xixia people. Now, it is Chong Lie who leads the last Chongjia army, which will come up. The siege team retreated again and again.
Logs and stones were thrown from the city wall, and the kerosene was ignited during the pouring, and large flames were ignited by the city wall. A little further behind is the supervising team holding a long sword. The stone throwing machine kept throwing stones, and large swaths of military camps stretched out.
On the hills a few miles away from this military camp is the camp of the Jinren. During the process of the Jurchen Southern Expedition, the entire West Route Army team was stationed here. With the Jurchen god of war Wanyan Loushi crossing the river, the Jurchen regular army was no more than 16,000 people, plus the team responsible for food, grass and baggage, the number of the entire army did not exceed 30,000.
It seems to be carrying Huanghuangtian Weinan. It is this main force of more than 10,000 people who roamed and roamed the land in the northwest of the Wu Dynasty, and continuously defeated hundreds of thousands or even nearly one million Wu Dynasty troops, and they were invincible. When he led the army to push northward, the Zhejia army in the northwest of Shizhen was forced to surrender, and Yanzhou Zhonglie held on in despair. The 90,000-strong Han army attacked the city with all their might, and did not dare to retreat at all.
A few more miles from the Jurchen camp. It is a low forest, river beach and hill in the Yanzhou area. When the Jurchen crossed the border, the people living nearby had been swept away, and the original village was burned down by the fire, leaving only a solitary black outline in the night. Occasionally in the woods, there is a whisper. There is the sound of wild beasts, and in a village that has been burned down, there is an unusual sound at this time.
The light of the flame faintly leaked out in the darkness. In the already dilapidated room, the flames that rose were unusually large, and the portable bellows blew amazing winds. whimpering in a small area, hot air through the conduit, to push something up!
It was a peaceful but doomed night, and the team hiding in the dark raced against time to raise what was in the flames. Suddenly, a cavalryman appeared in the forest a hundred feet away from the village. There were two riders on horseback, marching silently and silently in the darkness. This is a scout released by the Jurchen army. The guard walking in front is named Puluhun. He used to be a hunter in Changbai Mountain and chased the snow wolf when he was young. Having fought grizzly bears, now at the age of forty, his physical strength has begun to decline, but he is at the hottest moment in his life. As he walked out of the woods, he frowned and smelled an unusual smell in the air.
Eight feet away from him, the hunter lurking in the grass was also crawling forward, the bow and crossbow had been wound, and the spring was fastened. After three breaths, Xian was startled.
In the dark outline, the figure fell. The two war horses also fell. A hunter crawled forward, and when he got close, he broke away from the dark outline and stooped to look at the fallen horse and the enemy. There was a faint smell of blood in the air, but the next moment, the crisis hit!
The blade swung out in the night was like a huge sickle, the hunters flew back, and a large piece of the wormwood in the autumn jumped up, like the leaves rolled by the autumn wind. in the faint light. Look at the Jurchen hunter curled up on the ground, slashing, rolling, and striding. At this moment, his figure skyrocketed in the light of the stars and moon, and in the flying grass stalks, it turned into a barbaric and rough scene The image of her, just like how he hunted savage beasts in the snowy field countless times, the Jurchen held a knife in both hands, and at the highest moment, he slashed like a thunder!
The hunter flew back and rolled, holding a knife in his left hand and a knife ridge in his right hand, and rushed to meet him.
There was a ping sound, and astonishing sparks and iron filings flew out.
On the 23rd of August in the second year of Jianshuo, at night, at the moment of Xu, in the north of Yanzhou City, an abrupt conflict tore apart the tranquility!
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Xiao Canghe, the black sky is like a black hood, and in the darkness, there always seems to be an eagle flying in the sky.
Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian, Liu Chengzong, Sun Ye and others walked into the small auditorium.
In the night, this newly built big house looks nothing special from a distance. It is built on the mountainside, and the wooden planks of the house are still fresh. Outside the door is a brown-yellow dirt road and a yard. The sycamore trees by the roadside are not tall, their leaves turn yellow in autumn and stand there quietly. Under the hillside not far away, the Xiaocang River flows peacefully.
Torches were lit in the room, and the air was filled with the smell of smoke. There were more than 100 officers gathered, Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian and the five regimental leaders sitting in front. After everyone stood up, sat down, and completely quieted down, Ning Yi spoke.
"I will preside over this meeting. Let me announce to you first..."
His eyes are serious, his words are cold, and he is straight to the point.
"Starting today, the entire Huaxia Army will start a war against Jurchen."
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The light stretches out, the Xiaocang River flows quietly, and the night is lonely. An eagle is flying in the sky.
In this vast night, among the mountains outside the river valley, a woman dressed in black stood quietly in the shadow of the trees, waiting for Hai Dongqing to circle and fly back. Behind her, a small number of the same men in black waited, Qi Xinyi, Qi Xinhan, Chen Tuozi... some of the most powerful martial artists in the Xiaocang River, each led the team to hide at this time.
At a certain moment, the eagle flew back.
The black-clothed woman named Lu Hongti watched this scene. The next moment, her figure has appeared several meters away.
On the hills miles away, the Jurchen watchers waited for the eagle's return. In the woods, the silent rush of silhouettes is getting faster and faster—
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"... It's been a year since we sent troops last year and defeated the Xixia army on Dongzhiyuan. During this year, we expanded our army and trained, but there are still many problems among us, we are not necessarily the strongest in the world. In the second half of the year, the Jurchens went south and sent messengers to warn us. During this half year, their eagles flew over our heads every day, and we had nothing to say because we needed time. Go and solve us There are still problems.”
"Half a year ago, the Jurchen put the head of the shopkeeper Lu Yannian Lu in front of us. We had nothing to say because we were not strong enough. In the past six months, the Jurchen has leveled the Central Plains. The Wanyan Lou room has more than 10,000 people. The Northwest has been swept away, thousands of miles from the south to the north, the resistance of millions of people is meaningless, and the Jurchen taught us what it means to be invincible in the world."
"A few months ago, Chong Lie Xiushu came over and said that he would never offer money and wanted to fight with us against the Jurchen, but we didn't agree. Because until the last moment, we didn't know whether he could stand the test. Lou Shi is here. , The same loyal Zhe family chose to kneel down. But now, Yanzhou is being attacked, Chong Lie vowed not to retreat or surrender, he proved himself. And the most important thing, the Chong family army is not empty blood and nothing Incompetent stupid person. Yanzhou is broken, we can get it back, but there are no people, it is a pity."
"Everyone, the time to fight has come."
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Around in the dark. The hunters rushed in, and the arrows swept past. Purul ran wildly, as if being chased by a pack of wolves in the mountains of the North, and took out the bamboo tube from his bosom. He jumped forward sharply, and while rolling down the hillside, he pulled the lid off.
Fireworks rise into the night sky.
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Fireworks rise into the night sky.
On the watchtower of the Jurchen military camp, someone shouted, and in the military camp, people looked at the night sky in the east. Afterwards, the patrolling cavalry moved, the night birds were frightened, and Haidongqing roared to the sky. Near and far, countless figures rushed.
In the burned-out village, the hot air balloon has begun to rise, and the people above and below are communicating back and forth. At a certain moment, someone came running wildly on horseback.
"Jurchen, Haidongqing is in heaven!"
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"give up!"
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"...Our dispatch of troops is not because Yanzhou is worth saving. We can't decide who is worth saving and who is not based on our own superficiality. After the battle with Xixia, we have to put away our arrogance. The reason why we Sending troops is because there is no better way ahead, we are not the savior, because there is nothing we can do!"
"In this world, everyone can only save themselves first. As far as we can see, the Jurchen will become stronger and stronger. They will occupy the Central Plains and the Northwest, and their power will become more and more consolidated! Sooner or later, we will We will be trapped here, the sky of Xiaocanghe is our coffin lid! We have only one way, this way, on Dongzhiyuan last year, most of you have seen it! That is to keep making ourselves better Powerful, no matter what kind of enemy you face, you will do everything in your power to defeat him!"
"The invincibility of the Jurchens is not magical at all. They are not immortals and monsters. They are just too difficult. They are in the mountains in the northeast, and they endure the most difficult days. Every day they walk on a dead end! They walked out. There is a road, such an enemy is in front of us! But such a road, since they can walk through it, we must be able to! Why can't we!?"
"Since Jurchen went south, there were armies of armies, and they sent troops to meet them. We are no different from them. We sent troops for our own survival. I hope we remember this and emphasize this to our companions. If we feel, We send troops to give someone a way to live, and then it is not far from death. Wanyan Loushi is very powerful. Defeat him, survive, and become stronger! It is not easy at all."
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In the woods outside the Xiaocang River, two Jurchen watchers kept running. In a forest several hundred meters away, several bloody corpses had fallen to the ground.
The figure who came after him was like a ghost, but the danger passed the most brutal grizzly bear in the mountains and forests. While running fast, the arrows shot, brushed through the darkness, and flew into the distance. The two exchanged a few words in Jurchen words, and quickly separated, Hai Dongqing snorted, swooped into the forest, and the Jurchen who was running west heard the name of the eagle and stopped abruptly. He shouted, and then there was a pop, and blood flew into the sky between the neck of the severed head.
The head was thrown from behind him, and he sprinted towards the west with an "ah-" sound, but the figure running in the woods behind was getting closer and closer!
The Jurchen slashed horizontally, and the black-clothed figure in the back quickly approached, the ancient sword swung out, severing the Jurchen's arm, and the Jurchen shouted and threw a punch. The sword edge stabbed into his neck.
The Jurchen is still running. The figure was also flying, the long sword was inserted into the opponent's neck, and the countless dead branches and vines in the woods were pushed away, and then there was a bang. The figures of the two hit the tree trunk, and the leaves rustled down. The red sword pierced the Jurchen's neck and plunged deep into the tree trunk, and the Jurchen stopped moving.
Hongti took a step back and drew his long sword. Chen Tuozi and others quickly followed. He glanced at it and turned to look at the follower not far away.
"Clear a radius of ten miles. If there are suspicious people, don't leave any!"
In the darkness of the night, numerous figures spread out in a fan shape and pushed out.
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"…Our army is named Huaxia. What is Huaxia? Each book has its own interpretation. I have a simple explanation. Throughout the ages, on this land. The unattainable people with thumbs up, they have either established unimaginable feats, or have ideas that others admire, or have endured hardships that others can't bear, and have done things that others can't imagine, let's talk about Huaxia, those who can represent the word Huaxia are these people."
"How to become such a person, you have seen it on Dong Zhiyuan. Of course people have various shortcomings. Selfishness, greed for life and fear of death, arrogance and arrogance, overcome them and give your back to your side is trustworthy. My companions, you will be unimaginably powerful. One day. You will become the backbone of China, so now, we are going to start the hardest battle."
"Next, General Qin will assign tasks to everyone..."
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Jurchen Camp.
After listening to the report of the personal guard Saharan Kammu, Wanyan Loushi stood up from his seat.
This Jurchen First God of War is fifty-one years old this year, and he is tall. From his face, he looks like an old farmer who works silently in the fields every day, but there are scratches from animals on his face, and there are small scars up and down his body. The cloak slipped off his back and he stepped out of the tent.
"Xiao Canghe Black Banner Army, which defeated 150,000 people in Xixia last year, is a must-see. When I came, the God of Gu wrote me a book and told me to beware of firearms in their army."
He looked at the turbulent night sky in the distance: "The one who can break through 150,000 with 10,000 people, who said that the people of China will not vote for foreign countries, is not an ordinary person. He rebelled against the monarch in the Wu Dynasty, how could he return to our side? Hei? The heavy ordnance of the flag army, I asked the Xixia side, there is a strange object that can be carried to the sky, and I have been waiting for it."
"Sakhalin, lead a thousand people under your command to go out, chase after them, and bring things back."
Saharin promises with a bang!
"You have never fought against this black flag army before. The opponent can defeat the 150,000 army of Xixia with 10,000 people. You must not underestimate the enemy."
After explaining, Wanyan Loushi turned around and walked back to the tent. A moment later, in the Jurchen camp, a cavalry of a thousand people was dispatched.
In the distance, the siege of Yanzhou has temporarily stopped. In the camp, the subordinate general Yan Zhenguo is standing on a high place, looking at the movements of the Jurchen camp with puzzled eyes.
"What happened to them?"
"Like someone is coming..."
Ye Feng whimpered. Nearly ten miles away, Han Jing led two thousand cavalry and two thousand infantry, quietly waiting for the signal in the dark. Due to the existence of Jurchen scouts and Haidongqing, they did not dare to get too close, but if the surprise attack in front was successful, this night, they would storm the camp and kill Yan Loushi!
It was like a direct confrontation between masters. In this night, the conflict between the two sides has already unfolded in the most violent way!
The people who attacked the city were still ignorant.
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"… a digression."
"One thing is more interesting. The army of the Wu Dynasty could not fight against the Jurchens. Often after surrendering, they became a little better than before. This is a hundred tigers carried by a sheep, and a tiger led by a tiger. The difference between a hundred sheep and a hundred sheep. This is not very good, since it is the duty of these people to flee and surrender! When you go out, let them remember it for me!"
"What is it. Greed for life and fear of death!"
On the twenty-fourth day of August, the second year of Jianshuo, the attack and defense of Yanzhou were blazing. In the early morning, an oath sent troops ended in Xiaocanghe.
On this day, 13,000 people jumped out of the Xiaocang River Valley and joined the battle for Yanzhou in the northwest. In the general trend of Jurchen destroying the world, like a man's arm blocking a car, the frontal rivalry between Xiao Canghe and Jurchen and Wanyan Loushi began like this.
Soon after, the warring parties caught in the cracks felt the huge pressure of molten gold and iron! (.)
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