The autumn rain was crashing, and the yellow leaves and withered grass in the mountains fell into the streams and rivers, forming the last torrent before the arrival of winter.
Looking down from the top of the mountainside, the Xiaocang River seems calm in this autumn rain, the houses are somewhat monotonous, the straight and tidy streets, the passers-by walking between the streets, the empty soldiers training field. Mountain water poured into the river, and heavy rain rippled on the water surface of the reservoir. Fan Hongji watched all this and remembered the thunderous sound of water being released on the side of the dam at the entrance to the mountain, which was lively and monotonous.
It's hard to get any good results from this mission.
When he entered the mountain, he already knew that the Jurchen meticulous work that was originally arranged near Xiaocanghe had been cleaned up by the people of Xiaocanghe. Although these Jurchen fine works may not have expected this in advance, but being able to clean up all the fine works one by one is enough to prove Xiao Canghe's many preparations for this matter.
Fan Hongji finished washing and tidying up his clothes in the room arranged by the soldiers in Xiaocanghe, then under the guidance of the soldiers, he held an umbrella and walked along the mountain road. The sky was dark, and the wind was blowing from time to time in the heavy rain. When it was near the middle of the mountain, the small courtyard with warm yellow lights could already be seen. A scholar named Ning Yi was talking to his wife and children under the eaves. When he saw Fan Hongji, he stood up. The wife smiled and said something, and took the child and turned back to the room. Ning Yi looked at him and spread his hands: "Envoy Fan, please come in."
This time the meeting was different from the previous one.
Although Ning Yi was still smiling, Fan Hongji could still clearly feel the change in the atmosphere in the raining air. The smile on the other side was missing a lot and became more profound and complicated. In the previous exchanges and negotiations, Fan Hongji could feel the intentions, goals, and vague urgency in the seemingly calm and calm attitude of the other party, until this moment. has completely disappeared.
Fan Hongji is not a novice in the negotiation field. It is precisely because of the vague things in the other party's attitude that he feels that there is still a breakthrough in this negotiation. He is also convinced that he can find this breakthrough. Only then did the "as expected" state of mind suddenly sank.
He is standing in the rain. He didn't go in anymore, just clasped his fists and saluted: "If possible, I hope Mr. Ning can return the Jurchen brothers who were originally arranged outside the valley. In this case, things may turn around."
Ning Yi stood under the eaves and looked at him, with his hands on his back, and then shook his head: "Envoy Fan thinks too much, this time, we didn't leave any heads."
His eyes turned to the distance. Ning Yi turned around and walked into the room, Fan Hongji was stunned for a moment, and after a while, he could only follow. It was the same study room, Fan Hongji looked around a few times: "In the past, every time I came here, Mr. Ning was very busy, but now it seems to be more leisurely. However, I guess you will be free for a while."
"Please take a seat. I have a half-day free time. Life is supposed to be busy, so why bother with so much." Ning Yi took a writing brush and wrote on the rice paper. "Since you are here, messenger Fan, I will take advantage of my spare time to write a sub-word for you."
"Mr. Ning defeated Xixia, and it is said that he wrote a sub-word to the king of Xixia, called 'Doujinjiebo brothers are here, meet each other with a smile and forget the enmity'. The king of Xixia is deeply ashamed, and it is said that he hangs it in the study every day as an inspiration. Is it possible that Mr. Ning You also want to write down the words of anger and ask Fan to take it back? Angry with all the adults in my Jin Guochaotang?"
"Absolutely not. Envoy Fan thinks too much."
Ning Yi smiled. Fan Hongji sat in the chair and looked at Ning Yi who was writing: "In the world, there is no one who can force the commander Lou Shi to retreat head-on. You fought very well in the Yanzhou battle."
"The formation of the Huaxia Army is coordinated and the hearts of the soldiers and soldiers are not bad." Ning Yi straightened the brush, "Commander Wanyan's ability to use troops is amazing and admirable. Next, we will see who will die in this ancient plain. let's go."
"The Huaxia Army has to do this level?" Fan Hongji frowned and stared at Ning Yi, "Fan has always considered himself to be good to Mr. Ning and everyone in Xiaocanghe. He ran for Xiaocanghe several times. , Lord Gushen, Court Master Shi and others have also changed their minds, it's not that they can't share this world with everyone in Xiao Canghe. Mr. Ning should know that this is a dead end."
"Well, probably so." Ning Yi nodded.
"Why is that?" Fan Hongji looked at him, "Since Mr. Ning no longer intends to go around in circles with Fan and pretend to be confused, it doesn't matter whether Mr. Ning wants to kill Fan or not, before that, why not make it clear to Fan, Even if Fan died, he would die to understand."
Ning Yi was silent for a moment: "Because, you don't plan to do business."
"Have you been talking all the time?"
"People from China, if you don't vote for foreign countries, you can't talk about this, how can you talk about it?"
Fan Hongji laughed, and Huo Ran stood up: "The general situation in the world is like this, Mr. Ning can send someone out to have a look! North of the Yellow River, our Jin country has already dominated. This time south, we want this large area of the country. As far as Fan knows, Mr. Ning has also said that within three years, our country of Jin will occupy the north of the Yangtze River! Mr. Ning is not an unwise person, does he want to go against this general trend?"
He paused: "However, Mr. Ning should also know that this is not the other. In this world, it is naturally difficult for our Jin Kingdom to swallow it in one bite. It is a matter of course for heroes and heroes to rise together in this world. We are in this world. We have taken the lead, and what we want is only a dignified name. For example, Tian Hu and Zhejia will submit to our side. As long as they are willing to be soft-spoken, we will not be in the slightest difficulty! Mr. Ning, Mr. Fan is bold, please think about it. , if the north of the Yangtze River is not, even if all the north of the Yellow River surrender to me, Dajin, you are the person above Dajin, no matter how powerful Xiaocanghe is, if you are not even soft, I really have the slightest chance for Dajin to let you stay. down?"
"A man can bend and stretch out. If it really wants to be a big thing, sometimes you have to admit that the situation is stronger than people. Mr. Ning, at the beginning of the mission, Fan did not understand a lot about Xiao Canghe, but this time, he is sincere and sincere. If you want to make this happen, this is the mountains and rivers in the north. Now Prince Zongfu has come to the sky and is attacking Xuzhou. Marshal Zonghan has broken through Bianliang. No one can hold it north of the Yellow River! Just nod your head and express your willingness to surrender. , the rest is easy to discuss. Within a few years, our Jin Kingdom will not control you. After a few years, it may not be that the two of us will not become friends. Give yourself a path, and give everyone in this valley. Outside the valley A hero's way."
Fan Hongji's tone was sincere, and he paused again at this time: "Mr. Ning may not understand that Marshal Lou Shi respects the hero the most. If the Huaxia Army can push him back outside Yanzhou City, and if a draw is drawn, he will be the only one against the Huaxia Army. I will never be jealous. After this battle, you are the strongest in this world except for Jin. North of the Yellow River, you are most likely to rise. Mr. Ning, give me a step, for Lord Gushen and Shiyuan One step for the Lord, one step for Marshal Zonghan. Go forward. There is really no way. Fan's heartfelt words are all here."
He stretched out a hand and tilted his head to look at Ning Yi, really sincere. Ning Yi looked at him and put down the pen.
"... Said there was a person named Liu Chen, the son of Liu Shan during the Three Kingdoms period." Ning Yi spoke slowly in Fan Hongji's sincere eyes. "He didn't leave much, Jingyao six years. Deng Ai led his troops to Chengdu, Liu Shan decided to surrender, and Liu Chen resisted. After Liu Shan surrendered, Liu Chen came to Zhaolie Temple and cried and committed suicide."
His tone was flat, and there was not much cadence, and he smiled after saying these words. The room fell silent. After a while, Fan Hongji narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Ning said this because he really wanted..."
"is it not OK?"
"I thought Mr. Ning was a smart man... You can do it for other reasons, at least, not for this... "
"Smart man..." Ning Yi smiled. He murmured, "What about the smart people? The Jurchen went south, and the north of the Yellow River was indeed occupied. However, the envoy Fan really never saw those who saw death as if they were at home? One or two, any day. In this world, Many things can be negotiated, but there are always some bottom lines. On the first day of Envoy Fan's arrival, I have already said that people from China do not vote for foreign countries. Yes, but the bottom line is the bottom line. Even if the entire north of the Yangtze River is occupied by you, and everyone is attached to it, the Xiaocang River is not attached, it is still the bottom line. Envoy Fan, I also really want to be friends with you, but you see, If it can’t be done, I have to give you a character Gushen, I heard that he likes Sinology very much, but it’s a pity that the ink is not dry yet.”
Fan Hongji didn't read the words, just looked at him, after a while, he tilted his head again. He looked at the rainy weather outside the window, and after deliberating for a long time, he finally nodded with great difficulty.
"I see..." He said a little dryly, "I asked about Mr. Ning's name outside, and Wu Chao called you a demon. I thought you were a witty person. The style of the Huaxia Army on the battlefield is not at all. I had doubts, but now I know that it is the world's Miao Chuan. King Chao, you have acquired this field."
Ning Yi smiled: "Fan messenger misunderstood again, in the battlefield, if you can fight head-on, there is room for conspiracy and tricks. There are too many intrigues in the North Korean army, and I am afraid that the disease has not been eradicated, but I don’t dare to use it.”
The room fell silent again, Fan Hongji glanced at the words on the table casually, when he saw something, his eyes suddenly condensed, and after a while, he raised his head, closed his eyes, and exhaled: "Mr. Ning, small There will be no more living people in the Canghe."
He said word by word: "You, your family here, can't survive, whether it's Marshal Lou Shi or someone else, everyone here will die, and this little place of yours will become a Mass grave, I… have nothing more to say."
When Fan Hongji strode out of the courtyard, the autumn rain in the entire valley continued to fall into the sky. He walked back to the guest room where he was temporarily staying, spread out the words written by Ning Yi, read it again, smashed his fist on the table, and what sounded in his mind was Ning Yi's last words.
"No, messenger Fan, we can bet that this place will not become a mass grave. It will be a hundred mass graves, a million mass graves."
Take the poem, come on.
On the paper, the ink is still wet.
…
The ruler and his ministers are willing to bow their knees, and one son is alone in grief.
…
Go to Xichuan affairs, you are the king of the north!
…
Donate your body to reward the ancestors, scratch your head and weep the sky.
…
Lin Lin is still here, who is Yun Han dead
In the small valley, Fan Hongji only felt the aura of war and life and death rising into the sky. At this time, he didn't know whether the surnamed Ning was a smart person or a fool. He only knew that this place had become a place of endless death. He no longer has room for negotiation, he just wants to leave early.
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History often does not change due to the participation of ordinary people, but changes in history. And often it appears because of the participation of ordinary people.
When Zhuo Yongqing stepped on the muddy steps to climb up the hillside road, his chest was still hurting. Front and back, left and right, the company's companions were still climbing up, and the squad leader Mao Yishan stood in the rain and wiped it. Less muddy cheeks, and then spit out: "This ghost weather..."
not far away. The company commander of the company, Luo Ye, nicknamed Luo Lunzi, was in a state of embarrassment because he accidentally fell. Someone shouted in the rain: "Where are we going now?"
This is also the question of everyone. Luo Ye gasped for a moment while holding his leg, and pointed forward: "Go forward! Catch up with the brigade!"
"Where are you going, lunatic Luo."
"... Anyway, go ahead!"
The cold and heavy rain covered the sky, making people feel cold all over. This is the boundary of Gyeongju, the battle between the Huaxia Army and the Jurchen West Route Army. Still going on nonstop.
The first two days of this battle could be regarded as a complete confrontation of pursuit and escape. The Huaxia Army, relying on a tenacious formation and high fighting spirit, tried to pull the Jurchen army with the burden of infantry into the quagmire of frontal combat, Wanyan Loushi. Then they were harassed by cavalry, and they fought and retreated. On the third day of this situation, all kinds of fierce frictions and small-scale wars appeared.
Wanyan Loushi began to harass the Huaxia army almost all day long with the smallest cavalry in all directions. The Huaxia Army bit the opponent's infantry formation while escorting the cavalry. In the middle of the night, the artillery array was also pushed towards the opponent's camp in turn. This kind of tactics can not kill the opponent's cavalry, but it can always keep the Jurchen infantry in a state of high tension.
Deterrence is not just deterrence. After several frictional exchanges, high-intensity confrontation almost turned into a large-scale charge. But in the end, they were all shot away by Wanyan Loushi. Such a battle situation, on the third day, began to suffer with willpower. The Huaxia Army takes turns to rest every day to preserve their physical strength, and the Jurchen is also extremely difficult to harass, and it is not that there are no cavalry on the opposite side. Moreover, the formation is like a turtle shell. Once the charge starts and shoots with a strong crossbow, it is difficult for one's cavalry to be damaged. On the fourth and fifth day of such a battle, the entire Northwest's form was quietly changing.
The army of the farmer caught up with the grain and grass, and Yanzhou and other places began to incite the anti-gold campaign on a large scale. The daily intimidation of the Huaxia Army against the Jurchen Army can make this flame more prosperous. And Wanyan Loushi also began to send people to call the followers from all over the world to move closer, including the Zhejia who was watching.
When people are moving in droves, the friction between more than 20,000 people on each side of the central battlefield is the most intense. Wanyan Loushi has already begun to send troops to try to attack the rear of the Black Flag Army and the baggage and forage troops coming from Yanzhou City, and the Huaxia Army has also sent out its manpower, with an army formation of about 1,000 people in each area. Intercepted the Jurchen cavalry team, trying to cut off and break up Jurchen's tentacles on the mountain.
For days, every battle, big or small, had been staggeringly tense. It started to rain yesterday, and the battle suddenly encountered after nightfall was particularly fierce. Luo Ye, Qu Qing and others led the team to hunt down the Jurchen Cavalry, which finally turned into a continuous chaotic battle. Many people left the team, and Zhuo Yongqing was there. During the battle, he was hit by Jurchen's warhorse and rolled down the hillside, and it took a long time to find a companion. It was still in the morning, and occasionally I could meet the injured Jurchen scattered nearby, so I rushed over and killed them.
A group of people gathered together slowly, and they spent a lot of effort to search around. In the end, there were forty or fifty soldiers of the Huaxia Army who gathered, which shows the chaotic situation last night. And climbed this hillside, only to find that they were lost.
The advance of the Huaxia Army is mainly aimed at the Jurchen troops, and if they stare at them for one day, the anti-Jurchen momentum in the northwest will become stronger. However, Wanyan Loushi's troops were erratic. In the battle last night, they fell on the edge of the battlefield. They couldn't tell which way the Jurchen would turn and where the Huaxia Army would chase.
After a short pause, everyone decided to move forward according to the previous general direction. In short, get out of this muddy place and get dry.
As a result, the heavy rain continued, and a group of muddy yellow people walked forward on this mountain road... (.)
ps: I could have been able to update it before 0:00. It's all my fault in the author's area, and I haven't been able to log in...