As the sky gradually brightened, the morning wind blew through the mountains outside Linzhou City.
It was as if this spring had not been friendly to the world.
One after another, the beacon smoke and clusters of defeated soldiers spread among the mountains and hills. In the fallow fields and beside the roads, the blood that once flowed has become solidified, and there are corpses lying on the ground, covered by a hot air balloon. In the corner of the ridge, the flames burned the cart to an icy shelf.
A figure from the Han army appeared, and the two of them came crawling, and began to search for valuables and food rations on the corpse. When they reached the edge of the woodland, one of them was alarmed and squatted down, listening to the wind in the distance. voice in.
"...Zhu Biao is dead! Zhu Biao is dead..." Some people gathered in the forest shouting such words, after a while, another shouted: "Ning Yi is dead! Ning Yi is dead..."
More movement and more voices came over not long after, and the two groups of people fought each other in the woods. The sound of the slaughter was getting closer and closer to Lin Zi. The faces of the two Han soldiers who were searching for the corpses turned pale, they glanced at each other, and then one of them ran away!
The other person immediately turned around and ran, and a figure ran out from the forest. It was soldiers who lost their helmets and armor, ten or twenty... They only had weapons in their hands and fled desperately. There were figures in the forest chasing and killing them. When they came out, more than a dozen people stopped by the woodland. In the wild here, fifty or sixty people were still running wildly in different directions.
Figures on the edge of the woods leaned against the tree trunks and breathed wearily. Soon after, they got up and headed north. One of them was holding a black flag.
The small half of Linzhou City has been burned to black by the flames, and there are traces of large-scale defeats in the west, north, and east of Linzhou City. When the army coming from the west for help appeared from far away, the thousands of Jurchen soldiers who had assembled and burned in Linzhou City because they were separated from the main formation slowly reacted and tried to start assembling and blocking.
Under the command of Wang Juyun, the army of the King of Ming entered the city at high speed, and the fierce fighting spread in the city lanes. At this time, the Jurchen general Ali Bai, who was still in the city, worked hard to organize resistance. With the full arrival of the Ming king's army, he also gathered more than 2,000 Jurchen troops on the northeast side of the city and thousands of Han troops inside and outside the city. fierce confrontation.
Wang Juyun rode on a horse and led most of his troops northward along the city. He looked at the surrounding city walls, the battlefield, and the scene after the battles from far and near. He opened his mouth: "The seventh day...the ninth day...how come it's like this..."
The siege of Zhu Lispeed was at noon on the seventh day of the first lunar month, and even now it was only the morning of the ninth day of the first lunar month. There were the most tragic signs of hedging everywhere on the battlefield.
He immediately learned what happened in the mouth of the wounded he rescued. In the early hours of the morning, the Huaxia Army launched a counterattack against the Jurchen who had been sieging the city fiercely. Nearly 20,000 troops desperately attacked the speed of the battle in the center of the battlefield. The speed of the speed also launched tenacious resistance. , the main force of the Huaxia army led by Zhu Biao and others and the Jurchen army headed by Shuxue turned to the northeast of the battlefield while fighting, and the armies entangled and strangled each other on the way. .
Of course, it is also possible that the entire battle has completely ended in the invisible place of Linzhou City.
The wounded of the Huaxia Army who were seriously injured and lost their strength on the battlefield were still trying hard to get up and join the ranks of the battle. Wang Juyun watched coldly for a while, and then the wounded was carried away. Ming Wang's army immediately chased and killed in the northeast. Huaxia, Jurchen, and the defeated Han soldiers were still slaughtered on the long journey to the ground...
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Ten miles north of Linzhou, Yegu Ridge, the large-scale fighting continued under the gloomy sky. Most of the snow in this barren ridge has melted, and there are large swaths of mud on the slope. In total, more than 4,000 soldiers rushed to kill on the slope. The soldiers holding shields rolled to the ground together with the enemy during the collision, touching the ground. Raise your weapon and slash hard.
Someone was roaring hoarsely: "Shu Lei Su is dead! Shu Lei Su is dead..." Using the words of the Jurchen, but it seems to be ineffective. The Jurchen soldiers wearing leather armor felt hats twitched the bowstrings with their fingers, and shouted with red eyes, his fingers were already bloody in the constant battle.
Such fingers still stretched the bowstring, and when he let go, blood and flesh splashed in the air, and a figure in front rushed forward, stabbing the steel knife into his stomach, and the arrow crossed the sky and flew to the side above the slope. Broken black flag.
Near the black flag, it was also the place where the fighting was the most fierce. People were fighting and colliding in the mud. Zhu Biao grabbed the big knife he grabbed and slashed wildly. Every time he slashed an enemy, he was already full of blood, and the arrows flew towards him and plunged into his armor. Zhu Biao kicked the Jurchen man in front of him, and pulled out the blood-stained arrow. A Jurchen soldier on the left side of his body jumped up, clasped his arm, and the knife in the other hand fell to the head.
Zhu Biao swooped and knocked the opponent down into the mud. The two sides threw a few punches at each other. He jumped up with a loud shout, and the arrow in his hand pierced into the opponent's neck and pulled it out suddenly. There was blood spurting out in front of me, and it didn't stop for a long time.
The comrades in arms had come from the side, Zhu Biao reached out and picked up a large shield, and shouted: "Let me kill—"
The battlefield was spreading. In the woodland three miles away, Guan Sheng led thousands of people all the way. In front, Jurchen came from different directions, and Guan Sheng pulled the scout's clothes: "Where is the speed of the art? Where is it?"
The scout couldn't answer, he was covered in blood, two arrows were shot in the back, and his feet were shaking, but he still stood with difficulty. Guan Sheng let him go: "Don't worry, go to heal first... The rest will follow me to kill—"
The tired and wounded warriors didn't answer much. Some raised their shields, others picked up their crossbows and wound them.
"It's not that they die today... it's that we live! Haha." Guan Sheng consciously made a joke, waved his hand, and raised his knife forward.
Before long, they clashed out of the woods.
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Opening the body, Xu Ning climbed out of the pile of corpses and touched the blood from his eyes with difficulty.
There was a sharp pain in his left foot, and he stood up on the butt of a short gun, knowing that the bone in his calf was broken.
The field of vision was still shaking, and the corpse was spreading in the field of vision. However, not far ahead, a figure was coming towards him. He saw Xu Ning and was stunned for a while, but he still walked forward.
It was a Jurchen veteran covered in blood. When he saw Xu Ning, he leaned over and picked up a steel knife on the ground, then walked towards a horse not far from him.
The Jurchen slowly climbed onto the war horse.
Xu Ning took a bumpy step forward, he leaned down, used the short spear to swipe the hook and sickle spear not far away, and grasped the end of the handle.
The Jurchen crawls on the warhorse, gasps for a moment, and then the warhorse begins to run, and the light of the long sword rises and falls with the running, and slowly rises in the air.
Xu Ning's eyes were indifferent, he took a breath, the hooked sickle spear was pointed in front of him, his figure did not move. The horses came galloping.
The Jurchen slashed with one knife, and the warhorse leaped. The tip of the hooked sickle spear suddenly jumped up from the ground as if alive, Xu Ning fell to one side, and the hooked sickle spear slid across the horse's thigh and hooked directly on the horse's belly. Hearing a long neigh, the war horse and Jurchen crashed to the ground, and Xu Ning's body was also spun and flew out.
The war horse's body of several hundred pounds rolled on the ground a few times, and the whole land was stained red with blood. Half of Jurchen's body was pressed under the war horse. climb up.
He moved forward step by step with difficulty. Jurchen opened his eyes and saw the face that was almost soaked in blood. The tip of the hooked sickle spear was attached to his neck. Jurchen struggled a few times, reaching out and groping for the steel. The knife, but in the end he didn't feel it, he reached out and grabbed the tip of the hooked scythe.
Xu Ning pressed down the tip of the gun forcefully, and his entire body rested on the gun barrel.
Soon, he fixed the broken leg with a wooden stick, climbed onto a warhorse, and slowly chased towards the mountains ahead.
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In the dense forest, someone's footsteps came from different directions.
In the dilapidated temple, more than a dozen wounded soldiers sensed the voice of the person coming, and each picked up their weapons. The wounded veteran pushed the young soldier and let the other party leave. The young Chinese soldier shook his head.
The battlefield is a place where life and death are used to temper people, hand-to-hand combat, and all the spirit and strength are gathered in a single sword. Ordinary people will be exhausted in the face of such a battle, wielding a few knives. But the veterans who have experienced countless lives and deaths are able to continuously squeeze the strength in their bodies in order to survive.
The young soldier has not been tested too much, he is not afraid of death mentally, but he has already exhausted his strength, but he has dragged down his companions. He feels ashamed, so he is not willing to leave at this time.
The Jurchen soldiers came from different directions. The young soldiers raised their crossbows and, together with the wounded soldiers around, fired the first round of arrows. The Jurchen elite outside fell down several, and then began to dodge. More and more people came quickly, and rockets flew towards the broken temple.
The flames burned, and the veterans tried to get up before falling into a rain of arrows and flames. The young soldier picked up the knife and rushed outside the temple.
He was hit by two arrows, but he was still screaming and moving forward. A long spear passed through his abdomen, and then appeared in front of him was the figure of a Jurchen general.
Shu Lei stepped forward and slashed the soldier's neck. His eyes were also serious and fierce. After a while, when a scout came over, Shu Li quickly threw away the map in his hand: "I found Suotuohu!? Where has he gone! I want him to join me— "
At this moment, Suo Tuo Huzheng was leading the largest force of the Jurchens, killing Qin Ming, Huyanzhuo, Shi Guangen and others several miles away.
In the fierce fighting this morning, most of the Jin troops under Shi Guangen had left the team one after another. However, he brought dozens of people directly under him, and kept fighting with Huyanzhuo and others. Even though he was injured several times, he still did not withdraw from the battlefield.
"Hahaha, so happy..." After killing a small group of Jurchens nearby, Shi Guangen stopped in the fierce battle and looked around, "Tell me, where is the speed of the speed! Has it really been killed by us... Don't worry about it, I have never been so happy as a soldier in all these years. Brothers, we all died here today—"
He took a group of siblings by his side and rushed forward.
The battle has been going on for several hours, and it seems that it is about to become endless. In the more than an hour when both sides have been in chaos, rumors about "Zhu Biao is dead" and "Shu Lisu is dead" have been spreading. At first, they just shouted slogans. Know if something has actually happened.
It was already nine o'clock in the morning, and it was Li Jiakai who led the soldiers in the real encounter with Shuxue Speed. This is a general in the Huaxia Army who participated in the Battle of Xiaocanghe and accumulated military achievements. In the last period of the Battle of Xiaocanghe, he led the team to continuously harass the Jurchen in the northwest, and was responsible for part of the aftermath. Work, and later led the remaining soldiers to transfer to Liangshan Zhu Biao's command.
During the battle, Li Jiakai's tactical style was extremely solid, not only able to kill the opponent, but also good at protecting himself. When he left the city for the assault, he led more than a thousand Huaxia troops, fighting all the way to break through. At this time, there were a large number of casualties and attrition. In addition, some soldiers gathered along the way, facing the speed of more than 3,000 soldiers. Only six hundred people remained.
The two sides started a fierce battle, and Li Jiakai then led the soldiers to constantly harass and turn around, trying to get rid of the other side's containment. After passing through a forest, he took advantage of the location to separate the more than 400 people under his command, and let them join the main force of Guan Sheng who had probably arrived nearby, and attacked at a high speed.
Li Jiakai led more than 100 people and started a stubborn resistance from the nearby hills and woodlands.
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Falcons fly in the sky.
Lu Junyi raised his head, observed its trajectory, and then led the eight people around him through the dense forest.
The figures of the Jurchen soldiers in the forest also began to increase. A battle was going on ahead. The nine people were shaped like shuttles, like the most experienced hunters in the old forest in the deep mountains, passing through the bushes in front.
Among the people who walked through the woods, a figure came into view.
Lu Junyi was stunned for a moment, and then began to calculate his bargaining chips. During the long fight, his physical strength had also been exhausted by 80%. Along the way, he and his companions killed several generals in the Jurchen army. During the chase, the injuries were not light. The bandaged area on the back was still seeping blood, and the muscles and bones of the left hand were injured, and it was almost half useless.
Shu Laisu had never been seriously injured, but the elite Jurchen around him had been halved at this time, and most of them were tired, and Shu Laisu himself was brave. Team rushed in.
Lu Junyi looked at his companion who was following him.
There won't be a better chance.
He tilted his head and held down his left hand, causing the pain to become numb. On the side, two warriors made gestures and circled into the distance, one after the other. 's little girl leader. When the commotion started, Shu Liesu turned his head on the horse, Lu Junyi and others lowered their bodies and ran wildly.
The first wave of arrows flew through the woods, and the horse under Shu Lisu neighed with arrows in the buttocks. However, the fierce horse who had followed Shu Lisu all his life did not go mad because of it, but his eyes became blood red, and a long white gas was spit out of his mouth.
In the woods, as the distance brushed closer, the silhouettes clashed chaotically. An arrow was quickly blocked by Shulei, and the guards around him rushed up, forming a long wall of swords and guns. Some assassins who rushed up were cut to the ground. , there are also people running around the long line to the distance. In the instant chaos, Lu Junyi has come close, a long spear in his hands, like a mad dragon going out to sea, stabbed the two people around him in an instant, and knocked over the third person. There are two people rushing in front, Shulei Sule turned his horse's head and was about to leave, Lu Junyi's spear slammed to the ground, and the whole person flew into the air.
Above the war horse, the long sword of Shuxue stabbed fiercely, and Lu Junyi swirled in mid-air, waving the gauntlet made of steel and smashed it down. During the burst of fire, Lu Junyi avoided the blade and slammed down towards Shuxue. . The war horse suddenly neighed and walked away, and the two of them rolled down the hillside in the forest.
The body fell and was thrown up again, Lu Junyi grabbed Shu Xue Shu tightly, and Shu Xue swung the steel knife to try to slash, but was pinned by his hand and couldn't pull it out for a while. As soon as the impact stopped, Shu Liesu turned back and stood up, slashing with a long knife, Lu Junyi also swooped forward, and chopped up with a bone-breaking saber pulled out from behind.
The knife light ping ping pong pong sounded constantly, the speed of the art was retreating, Lu Junyi rushed, and the two Jurchen soldiers at the rear rushed up, and with a bang, a bag of white lime powder exploded in the air, smashing a soldier's head. All over his face, Lu Junyi's right hand slashed the blood and flesh with white powder and rushed out. Shu Lisu had several scars on his body. The Jurchen soldier who rushed up tried to block it, but his wrist and lower abdomen were cut open by two knives. At this moment, Shu Liesu leaned back against the trunk of the tree, and he slashed at Lu Junyi's chest with a knife. Lu Junyi didn't dodge or evade.
The warhorse of Shuxue slammed into Lu Junyi, and long bloodstains appeared on Lu Junyi's chest and Shuxue's head and face at the same time. Lu Junyi's feet stumbled to the ground as he retreated, and he stabbed with a knife in his hand. Towards the neck and body of the warhorse, the warhorse knocked Lu Junyi far away and collapsed in a pool of blood.
When a Jurchen soldier came to kill him, Lu Junyi stood up and cut him down. His chest was also dyed red with blood. On the opposite side of the tree trunk, Shu Liesu stretched out his hand to cover his right face, and was sitting down on the ground.
Lu Junyi is also staring at the speed of the speed.
He used to be the No. 1 gun and stick player in Hebei.
I once thought of serving the country and making contributions, but this opportunity never came.
On the other hand, when his family was ruined, he was angry, facing Song Jiang, what he felt in his heart, only he knew.
Ning Yi said that he was brave and resourceless, so he had to join Zhuji, and then gradually followed Ning Yi to rebel, but Ning Yi never let him lead the army after all.
He is no longer the Lu Junyi he used to be. Even if he understands some things, he still has regrets in his heart, but this time is different.
"Jade unicorn" Lu Junyi, the killing technique is speeding up here.
The screams of killing were like a wave of rage, surging from the front of the field of vision...