In September, the autumn colors are splendid. On the land of Sanxiang, the mountains are rolling and rolling, the green, yellow and red leaves are staggered together. There are rivers passing through the mountains. distributed among them.
Among the grass and trees in the mountains, people are gathering vaguely. In a ditch made of water and rubble, nine figures are gathered together. Qu Qing, headed by the leader, put a few small stones on the ground. Beside the earth composition of , the words are low.
"... The news has been confirmed. There are more than 1,000 people in total, and there are also 1,000 or 2,000 people who came over from Pingjiang. It seems that Liu Qusheng and Yu Daya have already made a choice. We can flee west to south, but they are local snakes, and once we meet, we are very passive, so we have to kill Liu Qusheng before leaving."
"... There are more than 1,000 people in Liu Qusheng, and there are more than 60 fast horses in front of them. The leader is Wang Wujiang. It is said that he is a fierce general. It is hard for his life, so his subordinates are very convinced by him... This time it is almost an old rule. Their team comes from there, the mountain road narrows, and the back cannot be seen. The front will be blocked first, and the artillery will hit seven inches first. Li Ji, One of your platoons played first and last, and made a move, and Zuo Heng was responsible for cooperating..."
"... They are locals. More than 1,000 people chased our 2-00-strong team, but they never got out of touch. They were already cautious enough... As soon as the battle started, the back section of the mountain was invisible. Wang Wujiang had two choices, either returning to help or settling for a look. Look. If he doesn't move, Li Ji and Zuo Heng will try to eat the back section and push the people forward. Once Wang Wujiang starts to move, let's attack. Zhuo Yongqing and I will lead the team and push the horse team. Pull it apart and focus on taking care of Wang Wujiang."
"... The person in charge of the partition here, Yu Chen, has prepared grenades and crossbows. Anyone who wants to rush up to save them will be stunned... "
In the low and rapid voice, Qu Qing has made arrangements. Several squads and platoon leaders simply nodded and led the order to leave. Qu Qing raised the binoculars and looked at the surrounding hills, still speaking in a low voice.
"... Wang Wujiang's purpose is to pursue and attack, and the speed should not be too slow. Although there will be scouts released, it is very possible to escape here. Even if they cannot escape, Li Suwen and the others intercept them on the mountain. As long as they are killed on the spot, Wang Wujiang will not be able to react. Brother Zhuo, change your hat."
As he said, he took off the small burden on his side and threw it aside. Zhuo Yongqing caught the burden and threw the burden on his side to Qu Qing, each with a helmet.
At this moment, among the burdens in Qu Qing's hands, there will be a cluster of scarlet long tassel on the top of the hat, which is a conspicuous symbol of Zhuo Yongqing's team since they left Chengdu. When it comes to negotiating and negotiating with people, Zhuo Yongqing wears this high red tassel crown and a blood-red cloak behind him, saying to the outside world that it is the spoils of the beheading of Lou Shi, which is extraordinarily arrogant.
When they were attacked or lured the enemy on the way, Zhuo Yongqing and Qu Qing took turns wearing the hats. Since leaving Chengdu for nine months, their team has been attacked many times and suffered a lot of layoffs. Big life, lucky to survive. At this time, Zhuo Yongqing still had unhealed injuries.
He opened the baggage thrown by Qu Qing, put on a protective steel helmet, and shook his neck. After more than nine months of hardships, although there was still a team secretly protecting them, everyone in the team, including Zhuo Yongqing, was already full of vicissitudes and full of ill-will.
"Alright, you brought Wang Wujiang here, and I fucked him with my own hands... Mother's Liu Qusheng, on the surface, turned around and sent someone here, traitor, I remember..."
Before the enemy arrived, Qu Qing did not take out the helmet of Hongying, but only whispered: "The two negotiations earlier, the people who turned their faces on the spot died inexplicably, Liu Qusheng guessed that we were secretly ambushing, wait until We left, and the backers in the secret also left, so he sent people to pursue them. It is estimated that the internal investigation has already begun... Don't look down on Wang Wujiang, this guy opened a martial arts hall back then, and is known as the first sword in northern Hunan. ."
"Oh..." Zhuo Yongqing thought for a while, "The first knife in Xiangbei, so domineering... How is it compared to Liu Dabiao back then? How is it compared to Mr. Ning..."
"Uh, it is precisely because Miaojiang has a Ba Dao Zhuang, so this green forest, no one dared to take the name of the first knife in Huxiang for decades. But compared with Mr. Ning..." Qu Qing did not know what to think, A complicated look appeared on his face for a moment, and then he reacted and said affirmatively, "Well, of course, it is incomparable."
"I knew..." Zhuo Yongqing nodded confidently. The two of them hid in the ditch, and there were bushes behind them. After a while, the serious expression on Zhuo Yongqing's face collapsed, and he couldn't help it. Hu Hu laughed, and Qu Qing laughed almost at the same time, and the two laughed in a low voice for a while.
"I'm going to tell Mr. Ning about this when I go back." Qu Qing said.
"Whoosh..."
"... Then he will slap your face with a slap in the face, letting you know the consequences of making fun of your superiors, which is to die like Lu Tuo... "
"Hahahahahaha..."
Zhuo Yongqing finally couldn't bear it anymore, his head hit the mud floor, clutching his stomach and trembling for a while. The fact that Ning Yi likes to pretend to be a martial arts master in the Huaxia Army is only spread among a few people. It is a strange "leader's anecdote" that only high-level personnel can understand. Every time they talk to each other, they can appropriately reduce the pressure. In fact, now Mr. Ning is one of the best figures in the whole world. Qu Qingzhuo Yongqing teased these interesting things a little, and there is a sense of pride in his chest.
The afternoon sun gradually turned obliquely. On the road under the mountains, the chasing troops stirred up the dust and moved towards this side. The front was the armed horse team, and the middle and rear were the infantry that had lost their form in the pursuit. , The veterans of the Huaxia Army who have long been accustomed to various forms of combat in the bushes and trees on the mountain have a general understanding of the level of the opponent's quality.
Crossing the covered bushes, Qu Qing raised his right hand and silently bent his fingers.
three,
two,
one
…
The cannon roared.
Zhuo Yongqing wiped the loess-stained cheek, his eyes completely calmed down. Press down on the handle.
On the mountain road, there is blood in the sky
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The northwest end of Dongting Lake, the suburb of Huarong County.
The mighty Reliance crossed the road between the mountains, and the barracks in front were in sight. Liu Guangshi lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked deeply at the flag of the Wu Dynasty fluttering in the barracks ahead.
Not long after, the convoy arrived at the barracks, and the generals who had been waiting for it came out from inside, and led Liu Guangshi and his party into the barracks. It's been over two months.
Go east through Huarong and enter the Dongting Lake area. At this time, Liu Guangshi led more than 300,000 troops and firmly occupied the area north of Dongting Lake, but Yueyang and other places to the south of Dongting Lake were still contested by all parties, and Changsha, further south, was occupied by Chen Fan at this time. If the Jurchen does not come, I am afraid that no one will be able to drive away.
Miaomiao Dongting Lake is the main rear of Liu Guangshi's management. Once the Wu Dynasty completely collapses and the front line cannot be defended, Liu Guangshi's army enters the lake area and defends it, and it can always last for a period of time. After Nie Chao took possession of Huarong, he invited Liu Guangshi to inspect several times. Liu Guangshi had been in front of the business. At this time, he finally finished all preparations for facing Nianhan in the north and rushed over.
Withdrawing from Xiangfan to the south, spread the army as far as possible on the north side of Dongting Lake, and used the greatest strength to protect as many autumn fruits as possible. For several months, Liu Guangshi has been running around, his hair is almost boiled white, and his expression is also dark. A little tired. After the account was raised, he had words of encouragement for all the generals under Nie Chao's command. When everyone retreated, Nie Chao took out the list of accounts and handed them over to Liu Guangshi. Liu Guangshi read it under Nie Chao's gaze.
At a certain moment, he supported his head and whispered: "Wen Kai, have you ever thought about what will happen next?"
Nie Chao opened the letter, and when he heard the coach's question, he cupped his hands and said, "My generation of warriors is just a dead country."
"Yeah." Liu Guangshi nodded, "That's why you thought, bring someone and kill them to Jiangning to save them."
Nie Chao's hands were still there, he was stunned at this moment, the atmosphere in the big tent became chilling, he lowered his head: "Commander Mingcha, my generation Wu Dynasty sergeant, how can I see the crown prince trapped at this moment. , and see the death do not save. Since the commander already knows, the words will be much easier to say... "
"You know, you're all going to die on the road?"
"I am not going alone, not my army, not just me waiting to die on the road, as long as enough deaths, we can rescue the prince... I was discouraged and frustrated earlier because... the above is incompetent, civil servants are in chaos, Therefore, the world has declined so far, and since there are such wise princes as the Crown Prince, who entered Jiangning and fought against the Jurchen for several months without saying defeat, how could we not die for them."
"Do you know that Rong Kuang, the aide who persuaded you to send troops, has already voted for the Jurchen?"
Nie Chao was slightly stunned.
Liu Guangshi took out a stack of letters from his body and pushed them forward: "This is... a letter he had had an affair with Jurchen, look at it."
"How's Rong Kuang? He said earlier that he was going home to say goodbye to his mother..." Nie Chao picked up the letter and opened it tremblingly.
"It's fake for him to say goodbye to his mother, and it's real for him to meet Jurchen. When he was arrested, he resisted stubbornly... he was already dead." Liu Guangshi said, "But we found these letters."
"Rong Kuang and the end general have known each other since childhood. He wants to connect with Jurchen, so he doesn't have to go out, and since he has written correspondence, why would he use the excuse of visiting his mother to go out on an adventure?"
"When he wants to settle his family, he also wants to meet the contact person on the way, General Nie, I have all the investigation documents and procedures here, just if you don't believe me, I have already brought them."
"These things, do you know that they are not fakes?"
"How can you doubt me so much?" The white-haired general looked at him.
Nie Chao looked back and said, "Just because... what Rong Kuang said makes sense, he is the last general... who wants to go to King Qin."
"Nonsense." Liu Guangshi paused, "You fell into Jurchen's scheme."
The tent was quiet, the eyes of the two generals faced each other, and after a while, Nie Chao held the letters with a sad look in his eyes.
"Rong Mo will go... think about it."
Liu Guangshi nodded, and waited until Nie Chao had retreated to the door before he said, "General Nie, since this commander is here, I'm not unprepared, no matter what decision you make... Please think again."
"… Yes."
Nie Chao slowly backed out.
The light in the tent was bright for a while, and the curtain went down and then darkened again. Liu Guangshi sat quietly, his eyes swaying, listening to the voices outside. After a while, someone came in, and it was a staff member who came with him.
"How's it going?"
"It seems... General Nie hasn't made an impulsive move yet."
"That's good..." Liu Guangshi closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, only to hear the staff say: "As long as there is nothing to do today, it seems that General Nie won't start, half a month later, the commander can replaced him..."
"Ugh… "
The one who responded to the staff was Liu Guangshi's heavy, tired sighs...
…
Since Zhou Yong fled to the sea for a few months, there has been almost no peaceful place in the whole world.
Near Changsha and around the Dongting Lake area, large and small conflicts and frictions broke out gradually, like water droplets dripping into boiling oil, and the oil pan continued to churn.
These frictions are not large-scale military conflicts, but the constant collision of the world's changing thoughts and different people's hearts. People who want to protect themselves, people who are at a loss, people who are heroic and generous, people who go with the flow... are manipulated by various forces. With the win, he gradually began to express his position, and countless small-scale fights began to break out.
Since July, the lobbyists of the Huaxia Army are in action, the lobbyists of the Jurchen are in action, the lobbyists of Liu Guangshi are in action, and the people who spontaneously rise up with the Wu Dynasty in their hearts are in action, around Changsha, from Tanzhou (later Liuyang) To Pingjiang, to Miluo, to Xiangyin, to Linxiang, the fighting between large and small forces has erupted many times.
In mid-July, Rong Ji, the prefect of Pingjiang, was frightened and left because he was assassinated twice.
In late July, thieves from the rivers and mountains near Miluo attacked the county town in the name of reviving the Wu Dynasty. In Linxiang, more than 300 people, known as the Mai Club, took to the streets with knives, forcing the government to declare their surrender to Liu Guangshi. .
In August, Xiangyin, who had more than 7,000 military guards in the Wu Dynasty, joined the Jurchen under the lobbying of the Jurchen spies and Niu Baoyuan, the former prefect of Changsha. After that, the heads of the rebels were hung on the city wall.
Mid-August, late-August... Similar conflicts continued. This was actually a fierce manifestation of everyone's hoarding and plundering of supplies before and after the autumn harvest. Although Chen Fan won Changsha, the total number of Miaojiang troops was originally small. It is the limit. Several special operations teams withdrawn from Jiangnan have been active, capturing a lot of victory materials, and lobbying and winning some forces to express their goodwill towards the Huaxia Army.
However, at the beginning of September, the three surrendering Han troops originally stationed on Jiangnan West Road, totaling 140,000 people, began to pull out their camps in the direction of Changsha, and the disputes between large and small forces near Changsha gradually subsided. The number of people who expressed their opinions, or did not express their opinions but actually surrendered to the Jurchen forces, gradually increased.
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As the sun went down, the smoke of gunpowder in the mountains filled the air, and the bloody smell drifted away.
The fleeing soldiers scattered into the distance, or were driven to run across the fields, jumped into the nearby river, and drifted downstream. On the battlefield where the corpses were scattered, the soldiers restrained the fleeing horses, and some were counting the wounded. And the prisoners, stabbed the point of the gun on the army horse that was dying by the shell.
Zhuo Yongqing, wearing a software helmet and a steel helmet, walked up the hill with a human head in his hands. Qu Qing sat beside several corpses, his body was covered in blood, and the doctor accompanying the army was bandaging the wound on his left side.
"Ah, it hurts to death..." He hissed, gritting his teeth.
Zhuo Yongqing took off the red tassels and iron crown on his head: "It's good that he didn't die. I grabbed some horses, and I can carry you with me."
"You have to go faster... What are you doing with the head?"
"The first knife in Xiangbei, let me show you."
"Unlucky..." Qu Qing grinned, then looked at the head again, "Okay, don't take it anywhere, even though he is from the Green Forest, he used to be a hero. When he was a bandit, he was also a heroic and heroic person. Before going to Liu Qusheng, Feng Zhen inquired about the information, and when it is the most intense, this hero can consider fighting for it."
"That is to say, he brought more than a thousand people to chase and kill him, and he may also let us go." Zhuo Yongqing picked up the head and looked at each other.
"..." Qu Qing glanced at him, then said, "It hurts to death."
There is no answer to Zhuo Yongqing's question. Over the past nine months, dozens of lives and deaths, they can't put their own safety on this small possibility. Zhuo Yongqing put the opponent's head on the stick on the side of the road, and when he came back, he saw Qu Qing on the ground calculating the situation nearby.
"Chongyang Liu Qusheng and Pingjiang Yu Daya, if the two sides are connected in series to cast the Jurchen, this piece will be connected, more than a hundred miles away, tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians. This guy Yu Daya seems to be from a grassy background, righteous and heroic, and it is coming to an end. In order to do this kind of thing, he wants to use you as a name card, to have a good eye for Jurchen..."
Zhuo Yongqing sat down: "When did Guo Baohuai and the others kill them?"
"Guo Baohuai 50,000 people, Yu Gusheng 40,000 people, plus Li Touhe's 40,000 people, in three directions, Yu Gusheng arrives first, and it is estimated that in five to seven days, they can reach the Pingjiang area. The Han army alone is now ten 40,000, plus those who came one after another, plus those who defected one after another... On our side, there are only 15,000 people in Changsha, wandering with our stragglers..."
Qu Qing drew a map on the soil, drew it here, and looked back. The small battlefield below was almost cleaned up, and the wounded on his side were basically treated, but the traces of iron and blood killing and the scattered corpses would not be eliminated. The words in his mouth also came here. For some reason, he was almost laughed at by the disparate and desperate situation in his mouth.
"His mother's, how do you fight this battle..." Qu Qing found out the swear words commonly used within the General Staff.
Zhuo Yongqing also sighed: "Yes."
The two sighed for a while there. After a while, the team was reorganized and they were ready to leave. Qu Qing wiped off the pictures on the ground with his feet, and with Zhuo Yongqing's help, he got on the horse with difficulty.
"... There are five to seven days left, and Feng Zhen's side is probably trying to make a lot of sense. Yu Da Ya's animal will join us. Let's go around and see if we can find a way to kill him... "
"Listen to you."
"You also think about it, when did you use your brain, Zhuo brother, I found that you have become more and more lazy since you came out. You were not like this when you were in Zhangcun..."
"Brother Qu, I trust you."
"... Forget it, next time you wear a red hat, it's fine. I won't rob you. Anyway, even if your brain gets blown up, it's not a big loss for our Huaxia Army."
"Ha ha ha ha… "
The setting sun was setting in the sky, and the team that had just experienced the battle turned towards the other side of the mountain road in the final silhouette. Zhuo Yongqing's heroic and hearty laughter came along with the evening wind.
In mid-September, this was just a glimpse of the countless brutal killings near Changsha. Soon after, the first batch of surrendered Han troops of up to 140,000 people will arrive here and launch the first wave of offensive against Chen Fan's army, which has only over 10,000 troops.
But soon after, the real first wave of offensive was launched by Chen Fan.