"Hold on..."
"Watch out for the hooks!"
"I won't die for ten thousand years. If I can go back this time, everyone is my dearest brother."
"Conferring an official title to a rank, the benefits are indispensable to everyone... So all cheer up and save your life!"
In the low roaring wind, the forward figure crossed the cliff and the mountain wall, and the soldier-subduing scout named Zou Hu followed the green forest tycoon Ren, pulling the rope through the difficult places.
"If things go well, we won't be able to use up the merits we won this time, seal the wife and Yinzi, in a few lifetimes!"
What sounded in Zou Hu's mind was Ren Hengchong's encouragement before he set off.
The scout war between the black flag and the golden man officially started on October 22, and it has been two months since today. During this period of time, their group of scouts who were transferred from the Han army suffered huge casualties.
Inspired by various head-to-head rewards, the elite scouts on the battlefield also had an amazing fighting passion at first. But not long after, the soldiers of the Huaxia Army who walked through the forest with tacit understanding and calmly started killing again and again gave them a head-on attack.
Camouflage clothing similar to the mountains and forests, monitoring personnel arranged from various commanding heights, mobilization and cooperation between various teams, catching the enemy’s concentrated shooting crossbow, and more and more hidden mines buried on the mountain road, even The sound of gunshots coming from an unknown distance... The other party's team tactics specially prepared for the mountains and forests gave these elites who rely on "strange people" and the ability to travel through mountains and mountains to eat a good lesson.
It's just the course fee, which is paid with human life.
The ten-man team led by Zou Hu was considered the luckiest among all the excluded scout teams. Due to the relatively lag in the area in charge, after a month of persistence, only two of the ten people died, but basically no one died. How much credit you get.
He had two more contacts with Ren Hengchong, the Fist of Blood Covering God. The green forest tycoon admired Zou Hu's ability and called him to act together.
Ren Hengchong was among the various scout teams, and he was regarded as an official highly valued by the Jurchens. Such people often rush to the front, have benefits, but also face greater dangers. His subordinates originally led a team of more than a hundred people, and also hunted down the heads of some Black Flag Army members, and his subordinates suffered a lot of losses, but an accident in early December finally hurt everyone's vitality.
At that time, in a rainy night raid organized by the Huaxia Army, more than 300 people gathered in the rugged mountains and headed towards a temporary camp on the mountain road controlled by the Jurchen to kill them. Perhaps it was because they carried out detailed investigations at ordinary times. In the dark night, they quickly resolved the peripheral warning points and rushed into the muddy camp. The military camp was suddenly attacked, which almost caused a mutiny for a while.
If this is on the flat ground, it is almost impossible for people to scatter and run away in the dark night, shouting and killing, but the terrain between the mountain roads prevented the escape, and the Jurchen responded quickly, and the two teams quickly blocked the front and rear. Although the Han army in the camp suffered massacres, they finally survived and dragged the situation into a stalemate.
Seeing that the plan failed, the Black Flag Army began to withdraw quickly into the darkness. At this time, the mountain road was also difficult. The Jurchen Chief thought it was best to hold the opponent by the tail for a while. Pay some price, and everyone will chase after it. Several grenades on the mountain were successfully detonated in the rain, shattering the already slippery mountain wall, causing a mudslide, and many people were engulfed.
Ren Hengchong and his entourage suffered the most in this accident. His disciples and grandchildren were already injured. After this time, someone else broke away, leaving less than twenty people. Only one of Zou Hu's men survived.
At this time, the battle in the mountain became more and more dangerous, and the surviving Han army scouts had already experienced the ferocity of the black flag, and they did not dare to move forward after entering the mountain. Some made requests to leave, but the Jurchen refused the scouts' retreat on the grounds that the passage was tight and they were not allowed to retreat. On the surface, this was not aimed at them. The mountain transportation was indeed becoming more and more difficult. Even the Jurchen wounded, At this time, he was also arranged to be diagnosed and treated in the military camp near the front line.
The morale is low, and it is impossible to retreat. The only good thing is that they will not break up with each other now. Ren Hengchong was highly skilled in martial arts. He had led more than 100 people before, and he also won more than 20 black flag heads in battle. At this time, there were fewer people, and more achievements were assigned to each person.
But Ren Hengchong was an energetic and courageous person. In the days that followed, he instigated and encouraged his subordinates to acquire another wave of wealth and honor, and brought in a few more masters to join the team, "to participate in the grand event". He seemed to have anticipated a certain action before. After December 15th, he got certain news that it rained in the dark night in the early morning of the 19th. A group of 27 people who had been lying near the front line followed Ren Hengchong into action.
Before the action, few people knew what the purpose of the trip was, but Ren Hengchong was still a charismatic superior after all. He was calm and domineering, thoughtful and decisive. Before setting off, he assured everyone that whether this operation was successful or not, it would be their last shot, and once the operation was successful, it would be no problem to be awarded an official title in the future.
Everyone knows that this is going to be a big deal.
But under the instigation of Ren Hengchong, Zou Hu thought to himself that one should experience such an adventure in one's life.
They circled the rugged mountains, avoiding the locations of several watchtowers. At this time, the weather was beautiful, and the rain was falling again and again, and many places that would be discovered by hot air balloons on weekdays were finally able to venture through. There were several dangers during the forward journey. When passing a cliff, Zou Hu almost fell to the bottom of the cliff, and Ren Hengchong in front reached out and held him with a hand.
"Be careful, let's go back together!"
Ren Hengchong encouraged him so.
At noon on this day, the sky was still dark, the mountain wind shouted, and everyone stopped by a mountain ridge. Zou Hu vaguely knew in his heart that their location had bypassed the Shura Field in the rainwater stream in front, and it seemed that they had come to the rear of the Black Flag Army battlefield.
"As of now, the purpose of this trip can be told to you brothers."
Ren Hengchong opened his mouth, and everyone's hearts were pounding, only to see the big man in the green forest pointing in front of him: "Crossing here, it is convenient for the Black Flag Army to treat the wounded soldiers in front of the camp, and there is another prison camp nearby. Today There will be a battle in Yuyu Creek, and I also know that among the prisoners, some people are also arranged to mutiny, and our target is in this wounded barracks."
After he said this, someone reacted: "Actually, if there is chaos in the front and back, we enter the wounded barracks, and as many heads as we want, that's how many heads..."
However, Ren Hengchong laughed: "Haha, I might want to take a few more heads to claim credit on weekdays, but at this time, my brother underestimated Ren. I have an old relationship with Nanning, and arranged for people to count in the southwest. Years, if you shoot today, how can you put a few heads in your eyes."
Someone's face suddenly turned pale: "Assassinate, assassinate Ning Rentu..."
As soon as his voice came out, everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
Ning Yi rebelled against the monarch. The name of Ning Yi and bloody slaughter are well known in the world. There are many discussions about him in the green forest. Some people say that he is not good at martial arts, but more people think that his martial arts are not the best in the world. , should also be one of the best masters.
Fang La failed to kill him back then, and Zhou Tong had a sympathetic friendship with him. He destroyed Liangshan, and Lin Zongwu suffered a big loss when he met him several times. Later, there were rumors that Lu Tuo was killed by a trick. If it weren't for the fact that he planned to murder too many people, far more than the number of murders by ordinary great masters, I am afraid that people would be more familiar with his achievements in the green forest, rather than the atrocities of killing lords.
Even though there are not many people in the green forest who have actually seen the inner demon attack, it is a fact that he has thwarted countless assassinations. At this time, Ren Hengchong came to kill Ning Yi with more than 20 people. Although it sounds heroic and respectable, many people had the idea of turning around and running away as long as the other party nodded.
Fortunately, in the cold rain, Ren Hengchong waved his hand: "Ning Demon is prudent by nature, although I also want to kill him once and for all, but many people's cars are in front, Ren will not be so reckless. This action , not for Ning Yi, but for a little devil of the Ning family."
He pointed to the front: "Ning Yi's second son, Ning Ji, is only thirteen years old this year. In order to polish him, Ning Yi arranged for him to help in the military medical team for several years. , there are not many secret guards. And I bet they didn't expect us to cross the mountains and reach the rear like this. Once the front and back battles become chaotic, we will take action together and catch Ning Yi's son. This is a great credit to the sky. "
The wind was encouraging, the rain was still cold, Ren Hengchong said at the end, every word, everyone realized the seriousness of this matter, the blood rushed up, and there was also a cold feeling in their hearts.
"This thing, this thing... We moved his son, and he will be eyeing him from now on... "
Someone whispered this sentence, and Ren Hengchong glanced at him: "This battle now, you are dead or alive, brothers, if Ning Yi can really endure this battle, the world is so big, what do you think there is really no way to survive?"
Everyone's expressions changed, and some people's eyes became firm. Zou Hu gritted his teeth: "What's the way out now!"
"That's right, if the Jurchen doesn't win, we won't survive."
"The Wu Dynasty is rotten, and he is courting his own death. The general trend of the world is like this, and it can't be stopped after all."
"That's right, we were a group of twenty-eight people. We didn't find it when we came, and none of the brothers fell on the road. This is what God meant."
After a few whispers, everyone settled their minds, and immediately crossed the mountain ridge, avoiding the sight of the watchtower and walking forward. After a while, the mountain road crossed the field of vision through the dark sky, and the outline of the wounded soldier's camp appeared not far away. The place.
They approached all the way with the gray and black cloth as cover. Ren Hengchong took out the binoculars and hid in a hidden place to observe carefully. At this time, the battle on the front line had been going on for nearly half a day, and the rear was tense, but everyone will pay attention to it. The force was placed on the other side of the battlefield, and there were only occasional casualties in the camp. Many military doctors and doctors had already rushed to the battlefield to busy themselves. In the heat, Ren Hengchong found the expected figure...
…
In the rainy stream battlefield, Qu Zhengyan in a scorpion climbed to the watchtower at the foot of the mountain, raised his binoculars to observe the situation on the battlefield, occasionally, his eyes crossed the gloomy sky, calculating the time of certain things in his heart.
…
Near the winding mountain road, seven miles away from Yuyuxi, soldiers one after another were lying among the soaked vegetation, using the terrain to hide their figures.
Chen Tian crossed the silhouettes one after another, climbed to the front, and snatched the telescope from the observer's hand: "How is it?"
"There is no change from what I saw before, the tower on the north side, the man is dozing..."
Chen Tian looked at it quietly: "Although he is a Jurchen, he seems to be weak... Hmph, the second ancestor..."
The rain between the foothills stretched down. At first glance, it looked like it was just between the woods and the hillsides of the wasteland. People were quietly waiting for Chen Tian to issue the expected order.
At one point, the order was whispered.
"… Prepare."
…
The continuous drizzle was cold to the bone marrow. Such weather was not suitable for transporting the wounded, so only a small number of wounded were sent to the general camp for wounded soldiers at the rear of the battlefield.
There were not many wounded soldiers sent one after another, but most of the doctors in the camp rushed to the battlefield. Ning Ji participated in the first aid in the morning, and saw that three seriously injured scouts died in front of him.
This number is not much at the moment, but as the matter came to an end, the bloody smell on his body seemed to carry some remnants of the soldier's death, which made him feel depressed. He didn't immediately go to inspect the tent where the wounded soldiers had gathered before. He found a place where there was no one, and dealt with various utensils stained with blood in the previous treatment, and put steel knives, needles and other items into the hot water.
Before the things were washed, someone hurried over, but there was a tense situation in the nearby prison camp. The soldiers arranged there had already responded, and the doctor who had rushed over came to Ning Ji to confirm his Safety.
"I'm fine." Ning Ji thought for a while, "By the way, did anyone from the prisoner's side accidentally get injured or ate the wrong thing yesterday and was sent over?"
In the vision of my brother and the staff, it is very dangerous to run to a place close to the front line, not only because it may not be safe to escape here after the front line collapses, but if the Jurchen knows where they are, they may send some people to carry out attack.
For example, some prisoners were arranged to pretend to be injured after being captured and sent to the wounded barracks for treatment. At a certain moment, these wounded and prisoners would relax their vigilance and focus on attacking here. If they can catch Ning Yi's son, the other party is likely to take a similar approach.
The doctor shook his head: "There was an order before. We don't care about the treatment of the prisoners for the time being. In short, we can't mix the two sides. Therefore, a few people have been sent to the prison camp."
Ning Ji nodded, and was about to speak when there were shouts from outside, but a few more wounded were sent from the camp in front, Ning Ji was washing the props, and said to the doctor beside him, "Go and have a look first, I'll come when I'm done washing up."
No one was sent over from the prison camp, which made Ning Ji's mood somewhat depressed. Otherwise, he could try his luck to see if there were any masters lurking among them. Ning Ji thought about this, and looked out from the window of the boiling water room. My brother also said before that there are always flaws in the defense of the camp. For this thought, he looked around the wounded barracks every morning, imagining that if he was a bad person, where should he start and come in to make trouble.
At this moment, Ning Ji frowned in doubt.
Maybe he was wrong - he lowered the window of the boiling water room, turned and walked to the wooden basin with the equipment on the side, changed a pot of boiling water, and walked out with it.
There were people walking through the camp, but at this time, there were not many people walking around in the rain in the entire wounded barracks. A sentry tower has been replaced, and someone came down from the nearby cliff and changed into white clothes. Ning Ji walked past two camps with the pot of boiling water, and a figure came from the front.
The man stretched out his hand.
Ning Ji's brows moved, and he reached out his hand: "Brother hold it for me."
The water basin tipped over, and the boiling water slammed onto the man's chest.
The cold and the scalding alternated on the person. The person didn't seem to react yet, but he kept a huge sense of tension and didn't call out. By the person's side, two figures had already rushed forward.
Ning Ji was only thirteen years old at this time. He ate better than ordinary children, and was slightly taller than his peers, but he was only fourteen or fifteen years old. The two figures roared and grabbed forward, bringing out the wind between the palms of their fingers. Ning Ji's left hand also stretched forward, grabbed the two fingers of the person in the front, and dragged and moved, and the body had already retreated quickly.
The assassin in front of him was caught with two fingers, his body was already dragged up by Ning Ji in the air, and he rotated slightly. Ning Ji's right hand drooped down, holding a small steel knife for cutting meat and bones, and he went there like lightning. The man was stabbed in the waist.
At this moment, the person who was poured with boiling water was still standing. Two people in front of him advanced and one retreated. The finger of the assassin in front was grabbed, and his body was twisted. One hand had been screwed directly behind the back by the child in front of him. , it becomes the standard stance of capturing the enemy with the hand pressed behind the back. The assassin at the rear reached out and grabbed it out, and his eyes had become the chest of his companion. The young man held the short blade in his hand, went straight from the back, put it on his neck, and pulled it away as the young man stepped back.
The blood of his companion spurted out, splashing the face of the assassin who walked a little slower.
At this time, Ning Ji had already taken two steps back gently. He turned around and walked directly into the unmanned material tent behind him. In the rain ahead, a figure fell.
The assassin made an urgent gesture to the rear. Someone suddenly exerted force from a distance, splashing mud and water and trying to run wildly. The two failed assassins rushed to the tent. A crossbow arrow was fired from the tent. The assassin hurriedly ducked. The bamboo knots in the front section carried a sharp and piercing sound of breaking wind, soaring into the sky.
"Hold!"
The man who had been splashed with boiling water earlier cursed out through gritted teeth, and understood the cruelty of the young man he faced this time. After all, his clothes were soaked by the rain, and they were separated by several layers. Although the boiling water was hot, it would not cause huge damage. It just disturbed the camp, and the time they could do it might only be a moment in front of them.
Seize this child, they still have a chance to escape!
He and his companions swooped towards the tent ahead.
"Good come!"
In the tent in front, a sword light slashed out like a thunderbolt. Before he could react, his entire arm flew in the air with blood.
Ning Ji was like a tiger cub, killed it!
…
Eagle Rock.
The offensive and defensive sides collided like a torrent in the rain.
The climbing figure braved the wind and rain and climbed all the way to the mid-mountain of Yingzuiyan from the side. Several Jurchen scouts also frantically tried to climb up from below. Some people raised their arrows and tried to shoot at short distances.
The place of ignition was in a crack in the rock on the Eagle's Mouth Rock. The lead wire was buried for several days. It was wrapped in special paper and was not wet by the rain. The person who ignited the fire climbed in the wind and rain and repeatedly tried to light the fire. Fold.
A special soldier hung the rope on the iron hook that had been embedded in the dark, and his body swayed. He walked on the rock wall with the rope and killed the Jurchen scout who climbed up with iron claws and other objects.
The fighting on the cliff is not noticeable at this moment.
Ruili just glanced over there, then glanced at Taniguchi who came down from the back, and determined the level of trouble to retreat at this time, so he didn't think about it any more.
"attack-"
He gave such an order.
A spot of light seemed to ignite on the Eagle's Mouth Rock, and the two special forces tried to climb away along the mountain wall. The Jurchen scouts chased them from behind to force them to the ground. He waved his hand in the wrong direction: "Kill them for me."
A team circled over there.
Eagle Mouth Rock stands quietly in the rain.
Mao Yishan looked over there. He stared at the fighting frontline.
At a certain moment, the first dull explosion appeared in the rock mass, followed by muffled sounds one after another. The dull fire was accompanied by smoke and dust, as if a crooked line was drawn on the huge rock.
At this time, the blasting technology of the Huaxia Army could not completely blast the huge stone with pure brute force. They used a crack on the rock to bury the gunpowder. After the explosion, most of the people in the valley who had not yet participated in the war were looked over there. Without turning his head, he took two deep breaths and shouted, "Attack!" The Jurchen in front of him was very angry!
"Forget it!" Mao Yishan waved his long knife and sank in his mind. At this moment, a crack in the rock gradually cracked open in the middle of the huge Eagle's Mouth Rock, and for a moment, the huge rock slid toward the mouth of the valley. It moved slowly at first, then turned into a bang and fell!
The earth shook in the rain, and the boulders carried countless fragments, and built a gravel wall more than ten feet high at the mouth of the valley. The voices of the people behind can still be heard, and they said in a lie, "Tell them to climb over for me!"
At the bottom of the gourd-shaped valley, nearly a thousand guards have gathered here.
In front, is the Eight Hundred Black Flags led by Mao Yishan.
He picked up the long knife and walked towards the battle line: "This battle is not fancy anymore."
Over the years, Jurchen has never been afraid of battle.
Mao Yishan wiped his nose and mouth.
"Kill them all!"
(End of this chapter)