The flags and flags fell into chaos, the war horses neighed in the pool of blood, the stench of infiltrating people was overflowing, the sky in the west, the fire cloud burned to the last ashes, the darkness was like a huge beast with life, opening its huge mouth, engulf the sky.
On one side of the field of vision is the city wall that stretches out like a hill in Zhenjiang. On the other side of the darkness, the battle in the city continues. On this side of the field, the originally neat Jurchen camp is shrouded in chaos and chaos. The catapult fell to the ground, and the fire after the bomb exploded was still burning.
In those places soaked by the fire, the figures running in the chaos were reflected. The soldiers carried stretchers and rescued their stump companions from the collapsed tents and equipment piles. Occasionally, there were enemies who stumbled. Awakening from the chaotic crowd, a small-scale battle broke out, and the surrounding Jurchen soldiers surrounded and cut down the enemy's figure into a pool of blood.
Not long ago, a fierce battle broke out here. It was in the evening. After the position of the prince Junwu was completely determined, Wanyan Xiyin was waiting to pursue, and the five thousand soldiers of the Beiwei Army suddenly arrived. Riding, launched a tragic and resolute impact on the side defense line of the Jurchen camp.
The Jurchen army of tens of thousands gathered in Zhenjiang. In order to attack the city, they did not do much fortifications. But in the face of the sudden cavalry, it was not unprepared. The infantry quickly assembled the formation, and the artillery turned as much as possible. In theory, a slightly rational military army would choose to confront or retreat. But the cavalry that came to kill only turned slightly on the field, and then charged at the fastest speed.
In the past eight or nine years, the cavalry team that has invested the most in the Beiwei Army may be one of the most elite troops in the Wu Dynasty, but Tu Shanwei has been so contemptuous in the world, facing the arrival of the cavalry team, the phalanx has no Hesitantly double-teamed up, followed by a tragic hedging and fighting in which both sides risked their lives. The shocking horse team made a slight detour, ploughing a large area of blood on the side of the phalanx.
As the sun went down, some of the war horses with their eyes covered rushed towards the Jurchen camp like consumables. The dismounted infantrymen rushed up, and Yue Fei, who was like blood, slashed all the way, trying to rush to Wanyan Xiyin's handsome flag. On the opposite side, Wanyan Xiyin immediately understood the crazy intentions of the generals on the other side. The two sides had fought each other in Xiangfan. At that time, the Beiwei Army was still at a disadvantage in front of Tu Shanwei. He was beaten back several times. Zhang, raised his sword and stood up.
"Yue Peng raised the yellow mouth child, I stabbed you!"
At this time, Zhenjiang City was already broken, and Wanyan Xiyin almost held the bargaining chip to determine the situation of the Wu Dynasty, but then Tu Shanwei's obstruction in Zhenjiang City made him somewhat disgraced. Of course, this is also a trivial matter. . If it was just some other incompetent generals of the Wu Dynasty, Xi Yin probably wouldn't feel insulted. To insult the bugs, it was enough to just crush the other party to death, but this Yue Fei was among the generals of the Wu Dynasty, but he could be considered as an insult. Eyes like torches, a famous general who uses his weapons to achieve the law.
At this time, even if half of Tu Shanwei had already entered Zhenjiang, there were still at least 12,000 Jurchen elites who followed Xi Yin outside the city. There were also silver art on the side to support some troops. The strategic purpose of killing himself is very simple, that is, to kill himself directly under the city, in order to regain the chassis that Wu Chao had lost in Zhenjiang.
This kind of adventure that puts life and death aside, and can lead the entire army to follow, is of course rewarding from an objective point of view, but in front of him, a junior general makes such a gesture to himself, it seems a bit slapped in the face. On the one hand, he was angry, but on the other hand, he also aroused the fierce blood when he was competing for the world. He took over the command of the generals below on the spot, boosted morale and greeted him. The most proficient team in the Wu Dynasty remained on this battlefield.
In less than half an hour, what happened on this field was the most intense confrontation in the entire Zhenjiang battle. The confrontation between the two sides was like a monstrous blood wave, and a large number of human lives evaporated immediately. go. The Beiwei Army pushed forward fiercely and fearlessly. Tu Shanwei's defense was like an iron and copper wall. On the one hand, it resisted the advance of the Beiwei Army.
In this short period of time, Yue Fei led the team to make several attempts. In the end, the entire route of fighting and killing crossed the Jurchen camp. The soldiers lost nearly half of the large-scale assault, and in the end they could only Taking the road and leaving, but failing to leave behind the Wei army, Tu Shan's elite casualties were even more tragic. Until the blood-stained cavalry team went away, no Jurchen troops dared to chase after them.
Wanyan Xiyin's face gradually turned from anger to gloomy, and finally calmed down with gritted teeth and cleaned up the mess. And with the fatal blow of the Beiwei Army this time, the plan to chase down Junwu's troops was also delayed.
The road from Zhenjiang to the south is full of people who are fleeing. After nightfall, the light of the fire spreads like a long dragon on the road, fields and canals. Some people stopped and rested for a while by the bonfire, and then set off again soon, hoping to leave this dangerous place as quickly as possible.
When Yue Fei reunited with the prince's formation guarded by Wen Ren Buer and others, it was almost midnight on this day. In the previous tragic battle, he also had several injuries on his body. He was also stabbed in the middle of the shoulder and on the forehead. Now he is covered in blood and wrapped in a few bandages. of intimidation.
"It's too late for me to rescue you." Yue Fei and Wen Ren Buer were already acquainted with each other, but they were just polite, "I heard that His Highness was injured by an arrow, how is it now?"
"His Royal Highness's arrows are not deep, and the internal organs are slightly injured, which is not a big problem. It's just that since the Jurchen attacked the city for several days, Your Highness has been running every day to boost morale, but he has never closed his eyes, and his overdraft is too much. It's alright." Wen Ren said, "Your Highness is still in a coma and hasn't woken up yet, is the General going to see His Highness?"
"It is my great fortune to have this monarch in the state. Since His Royal Highness is in a coma and is covered in blood, he will not be able to pass. It's a pity... I didn't kill Yan Xiyin..."
The two were walking in the barracks, and Wen Ren Buer looked around: "I heard that the general Wu Yong, beheading Alubao, was very exciting, but... He used half of the cavalry to force Yan Xiyin, the barracks said. The general is too reckless..."
Both of them were related to Ning Yi, and they were both under the Prince's confidant. Wenren said this in a low voice at this time, not to blame, but to give Yue Fei a tip. Yue Fei's face was serious and gloomy: "After confirming the news of Xiyin's attack on Zhenjiang, I guessed that something was wrong, so I led more than 5,000 cavalry and rushed here immediately, but unfortunately it was still a step late. Two news of the fall of Zhenjiang and the injury of the prince spread When I arrive in Lin'an, the world is likely to change greatly. I guess the situation is critical and I have to make this move... After all, I was lucky. Brother Wenren, what is the situation in the capital, you have to deduce it... "
As a general, Yue Fei was the most aware of the changing situation. He said this, and Wenren Buer's face became solemn: "...Two days after the city was broken, the prince ran around to inspire everyone's spirits. The soldiers inside and outside Zhenjiang used their lives, I I also have feelings in my heart. When the prince was injured, there were too many people around. Not long after that, not only the army was mourning and marching forward bravely, but the people also cried for the prince and rushed to the Jurchen army. I knew that we should block the news first. But seeing this scene, I can't help but feel emotional... Moreover, the scene at that time, the news is really difficult to block."
He paused: "After the matter calmed down a little, I wrote a book and sent it to Lin'an, and also informed the general of the battle of Alubao, and now I just hope that the Princess Palace can still control the situation... Of course, the Crown Prince has the heart of the matter in Zhenjiang. I am obsessed and refuse to leave, but as a close minister, I can’t advise and dissuade me. It is also a big mistake. If this matter is temporarily subsided, I will write to apologize... In fact, in retrospect, at the beginning of the war last year, Her Royal Highness Princess I once told me that if the situation is critical one day, I hope I can force the prince away from the battlefield and protect him well... At that time, Her Royal Highness the princess had expected it..."
When he said this, he closed his eyes in pain. In fact, as a close official, Wen Ren Buer didn't know what was the best choice. But in the past few days, Jun Wu's actions have been really moving. That is the process of a young man's true growth and transformation into a man. After this step, his future is limitless. In the future, he will be the hero and hero that the Confucian family dreams of, but this naturally contains danger.
It is difficult for Wenren to choose between the proportions in the middle, and in the end, it can only be dominated by Jun Wu's will.
Yue Fei sighed: "Brother Wenren doesn't have to be like this, as Mr. Ning said, all things in the world need the efforts of everyone in the world. Whether the prince, you or I have done our best. Mr. Ning's thoughts are as cold as Bing, although often correct, does not leave any tattoos. At that time, there were always different ideas between my master and me. Master, his temperament was upright, and he spent his life for the idea of good and evil, and finally died of sticking and sticking. He failed, but he did not turn back, just because Master and his old man believed that in addition to manpower, there was also a spirit and righteousness that surpassed human beings. Being overwhelmed by thousands, the world will eventually heal the world."
The blood stains on his body, said here, smiled slightly: "Master passed away more than ten years ago, and his spirit is still affecting the world. Although the current Wu Dynasty is chaotic and chaotic, I always believe that, In the end, people will give the world a chance to survive."
After saying this, Yue Fei patted Wen Ren Buer on the shoulder, Wen Ren Buer was silent for a moment, and finally laughed, he turned his head and looked at the light outside the barracks: "The battle of Zhenjiang is getting settled, there are still hundreds of thousands of people outside. The people of Zhenjiang are fleeing south, and the Jurchens may massacre them at any time. If Your Highness wakes up, he will definitely hope to see them safe on the road, so the team that has withdrawn from Zhenjiang South is still guarding against this at this time."
"That's how it should be." Yue Fei nodded, and then handed over his hands, "The main force of my command will also come, and I will definitely not let the golden dog hurt the people of the Wu Dynasty. Brother Wenren, there is hope in this world, and I hope you take good care of it. Your Highness, Fei will do everything in his power to take this world's righteousness back from the golden dog."
In the dim light, the two of them, both exhausted, handed each other a smile. At this time, the scouts and the messengers who persuaded to surrender have all been running on the road to the south one after another...
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Lin'an is a dark night as deep as ink.
Qin Hui woke up from a nightmare. He quietly got out of bed and turned on the lamp. There was a knocking sound from the door that only sounded when there was an emergency message.
"Your clothes are on the screen..."
Failing to find the outer robe, Qin Hui was about to open the door while wearing his inner shirt. The voice of the old wife in the bed came out, Qin Hui nodded, "You go to sleep." The door was opened a crack, and the servant outside handed over a After sealing things, Qin Hui took it, closed the door, and folded back to get his robe.
"I'll come over later, you go to sleep."
He repeated in a low voice, put on his robe, took the oil lamp, walked to the corner of the room, sat down, and opened the message just now.
He read this information over and over for a long time, his eyes gradually lost focus, and he just sat and sat in the corner, silent as if he was gradually dying. I don't know when, the old wife got off the bed: "...you have something urgent, I will ask the servant to bring you water."
Qin Hui looked at his old wife and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it. After a long time, he lifted the paper in his hand: "I'm right, this Wu Dynasty is over..."
Qin Hui used to make such complaints before, but the old wife ignored him, but after the hot water for washing his face came, Qin Hui slowly stood up: "Well, I need to wash up, I need to prepare... I'll have to pass later."
"Where?"
"Entering the palace." Qin Hui replied, then muttered to himself, "There is no way, there is no way..."
With the help of his old wife, he combed his white hair meticulously, and his face in the mirror looked upright and determined. He knew that he was going to do what he had to do. He thought of Qin Siyuan, and soon Jing Pingzhi. Tang Ke, who was embarrassed, said, "Look at me and Tang Qinsou, there are some similarities..."
The old wife didn't understand what he was talking about.
After a while, someone came to the palace, and Qin Hui followed. The carriage left the Qin Mansion, and on the street, the sound of the five watch was heard. Lin'an City is still dark. It will never light up again.