On this afternoon of the first day of March, in front of Shiling after Ning Yi and Wanyan Zonghan met, the wind was walking slowly.
In the small wooden shed in front of the position, people from both sides occasionally passed over to pass on each other's will and conduct preliminary negotiations. Gao Qingyi was in charge of the conversation, and Lin Qiu was on the other. It was about an hour before Ning Yi threatened to slaughter Xie Bao. On the one hand, Jurchen was doing her best to put forward conditions, make threats, intimidate, and even put on jade pieces. stance, trying to save the oblique protection.
Even when there were only two of them, Gao Qingyi tried to talk to Lin Qiu, first to test the situation of the other party's family, and then tentatively to promise heavy benefits, trying to get the other party to release some information about the bottom line, but Lin Qiu. Unmoved.
"Most of my family members died in the turmoil after the fall of the Central Plains. This account is placed on your Jurchen heads. It is not wrong. Right now I have a sister who is blind in one eye. General Gao is interested, you can Send someone to kill her."
Lin Qiu, who negotiated in place of Ning Yi, sat there, facing Gao Qingyi, with a calm and cold tone. Gao Qingyi knew that all threats or inducements to this person were meaningless.
For more than ten years after the fall of the Central Plains, most of the Central Plains people and Jurchen were full of unforgettable blood feuds. Such hatred is beyond the reach of words and sophistry. For more than ten years, the Jurchen side has become accustomed to the cowardice of the enemy in front of him, but for the black flag, this set of things will not work.
If facing other forces of the Wu Dynasty, Gao Qingyi could still rely on the other party's guilty conscience or indecision to exchange huge and irresistible benefits for the hostages that accidentally fell into the other party's hands. But in the face of the black flag, the benefits that Jurchen can provide are meaningless.
When this group of people were enemies all over the world, they were able to throw out a sentence full of incomparable strokes, such as "The stern people are here, who is dead?" The Yanzhou city head beheaded without losing his remarks, and now, he said that he would blow up Wanyan Xiebao's head, and he would be able to blow up Xiebao's head.
"... The Central Plains fell, you and I have been enemies for more than ten years, and I Dajin captured not only the prisoners in front of me, but there are still members of your Black Flag in my Dajin territory, or heroes and family members of the Wu Dynasty. , as long as you can put forward names, you can exchange, or we will put forward a list in the future in exchange for oblique guarantees."
After some calculations in the Jurchen camp, Gao Qingyi finally put forward this proposal: "I know that if this matter is to be carried out, it will definitely take a long time, but as long as the oblique is left to save his life, with his relationship with the commander, we have nothing to do with it. It's non-negotiable. Why not kill him today... You can't decide on this matter, please pass it on to Ning Yi, and let him make the decision."
The messengers in front of the position came and went, and all kinds of proposals and responses came and went. The people in the Jurchen camp did not waste an hour of this depressed atmosphere. The conditions of the camp even quickly recalled the list of possibly valuable Huaxia army prisoners and sent them to the front of the position to give Gao Qingyi a bargaining chip; on the other hand, various messages inside the camp were also sent out constantly.
Zong Han stood in front of the tent, looking at the figure on the high platform opposite from a distance, under the gloomy sky, the uneven white hair danced in the air.
Time is approaching the unitary time every minute and every second.
In the Huaxia army camp, there are also teams of messengers coming out from the rear, rushing towards the still tired Huaxia army units.
"... Tell Gao Qingyi that there is no negotiation."
There was a proposal for the sixth negotiation. After listening, Ning Yi gave this answer, and then instructed everyone in the staff: "All the proposals on the opposite side will be responded accordingly."
"Does it make it unnecessary for them to pass the proposal back?"
"Of course it is necessary to pass it back." Ning Yi, who got up from his seat, put on his coat, "The communication itself is a kind of temptation. In order to save the oblique security, the Jurchen side put forward a lot of bargaining chips that we don't know about. The situation? Also, give them some hope."
He said and went out of the room.
Following the road between the battlefields, through the hills, and through the Huaxia Army positions that were waiting for them, Ning Yi stepped onto the simple wooden platform along the stairs. Xie Bao was being held on top, his face was covered in blood, his mouth was missing a few teeth, the corners of his eyes were also broken, and he was kneeling tied to the platform. Xie Bao was a very large northern man. Even though he was beaten in a dreadful way, he looked straight ahead, and there was actually a strong and tragic aura.
On the other side of the camp, in fact, you can vaguely see the figure in front of the Jurchen tent, Wanyan Zonghan is looking at his son there, and Xie Bao is looking at his father here.
Ning Yi stood aside and watched from a distance for a while, then sighed.
"Yeah, things like war are really cruel... Who says it's not."
He said, took out a handkerchief, wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes, and threw the handkerchief away. There was a big noise coming from the Jurchen camp, Ning Yi took a wooden shelf and sat down beside him.
"You have put forward a lot of exchange conditions, hoping to exchange you back. Your brother is dispatching troops and wants to kill you head-on to save you. Your father also hopes that this kind of deterrence will be effective, but they also I know, to kill... is to die."
Beneath the wooden platform, the soldiers were terrifying, and the Huaxia Army was already ready to fight, and they did not take it lightly because the opponent might be bluffing.
Xie Bao turned his head to look at Ning Yi, Ning Yi tore off the cloth covering his mouth, and Xie Bao said in unskilled Chinese: "Da Jin, he will avenge me."
Ning Yi shook his head: "The biggest problem in front of you is how to run back from this mountain. The teacher and his teacher went on an expedition, went deep into the enemy's hinterland, and if you go further, you won't be able to go back. I will kill you today in front of your father and brother. You, your father and brother can only choose to retreat, and then the morale of the Jurchen will plummet, and if one is bad, it will be difficult for you to return to Huangming County and Yuyuxi."
Xie Bao's eyes were slightly stunned. He was escorted to this high platform. He may have imagined the next fate, but Ning Yi told him the fact that he was about to die, which still caused some shock to him. After a while, he laughed.
Ning Yi's eyes were indifferent, he picked up the binoculars and looked forward, ignoring Xie Bao's laughter at this time. Xie Bao laughed for a while, and said, "Okay, you want to kill me, okay! Xie Bao underestimated the enemy and made a big mistake. If you lose your troops, you will make a big mistake. You should apologize for your sins. Ning Yi, don't forget! What a weak situation to kill you! Just use my blood to boost the morale of my big gold, and the soldiers will win, I will wait for you under Jiuquan!"
"Don't talk about underdogs." Ning Yi put down the binoculars, "The so-called underdogs will win is to let all the soldiers understand that they are at a disadvantage, and if they don't work hard, it will only make things worse. Yesterday, you felt that Lao Tzu is number one in the world, robbing money, food, and women to go back to enjoy it. You brought an army of 30,000 people to come and kill me. Today, you suddenly said that you are not number one in the world, and you are going to be a soldier. Sorry to your mother, take this When the matter is said, it will be strange for everyone to escape without bombing the camp."
"At the battle of Wangyuan Bridge, 30,000 people fought all the time. You have no chance in front of you, but right now, only your father, brother and a few people in the upper echelons know this. Your father has the courage to recognize the reality. How many people die is something he needs to consider. Of course, I hope that your father and brother can really arouse the will to be a soldier, stay here for the queen of the army, and kill your family of three, I feel much more comfortable. "
When he said this, he took the binoculars and smiled again: "Your style of military use is rough and fine, and your brain is still easy to use. You must understand what I said."
Xie Bao was silent for a moment, and then showed a bloody smile: "I believe that my father and brothers are unparalleled heroes. No matter what difficulties they encounter, they will definitely be able to overcome them. It is Ning Ren Tu, if you want to kill them, you will kill them. Asking me to tell these things is like a villain who is successful, and it really makes people feel ridiculous."
Ning Yi didn't take it as an insult and nodded: "The order of the staff has been issued. The negotiation conditions on the front line are as follows, or you can be exchanged for the captured personnel of the Huaxia Army..." He simply repeated to Xie Bao The problem presented to Zonghan ahead.
"As I said, the war is very cruel, look at your father, he went all the way to the blue thread, and when he came here, in the end, he had to endure the pain of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man. Walking into a dead end... The battle of the Southwest was unsuccessful, Zong Han and Xi Yin returned to the Jin Kingdom, and you will also become the meat in Zongfu Zongbi's mouth. But there are more people, in these more than ten years , has suffered far more than yours."
"Father watched his son die, his son collected bones for his father, husband and wife separated, and the whole family died... After so many things happened, it is my personal respect and nostalgia for the deceased to make you feel the pain. From a humanitarian standpoint, this kind of pain will not last long, but you should die in despair. Zonghan and the rest of your family, I will send you over as soon as possible."
"Hahahaha..." Xie Bao understood, opened his mouth and laughed, "That's right, Ning Yi, it's me, I have killed many of you, and countless Han people died at my hands! Their wives and daughters were taken by me. Adultery, some of them did it together! I don't even know if I have done it to your relatives! Hahahaha, Ning Yi, it hurts your heart to say it, someone must have been killed or committed by me, right? Say it to me I'm happy, I'll tell you."
When he said this, just as he was about to go on with a cheerful look, Ning Yi reached out and squeezed his chin, breaking his jaw with a click.
Xie Bao's face was twisted and ferocious, his body trembling with pain, Ning Yi took out and wiped the blood and saliva on his hands: "Yeah, this is how war is like, the loser loses everything, and the winner is only I won the opportunity to sit here and remember my comrades in arms, what you said... makes sense."
He looked into the distance, stayed silent with Xie Bao, and stopped talking. After a while, someone began to loudly pronounce the various crimes of "murder", "adultery", "arson", "sadistic"... and so on.
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Gao Qingyi slammed his fist on the wooden table: "If Xie Bao died, all the Chinese soldiers who survived in Dajin will die! When our army returns north, they will be killed one by one. !"
Lin Qiu nodded: "We still have 20,000 people to exchange."
"No one will replace it except the oblique security! You go and tell Ning Yi quickly, if you kill the oblique security, I will make you regret it too soon"
"Okay." Lin Qiu summoned the messenger, "If you have anything else to add, I will let him convey it together."
"Oblique protection can't die"
Gao Qingyi's shout almost reached the high platform opposite.
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In the Jurchen camp, Wanyan Sheya has already gathered his troops and fought hard in front of Zong Han.
"...If those verbal negotiations fail, Ning Yi may actually kill people. Father, don't put all your hopes on the negotiation. My son Yuan will lead the army to make a last-ditch effort... I can't save Xia Bao, I can't sleep peacefully from now on, my father."
Zong Han put his hands on his back and looked at the high platform, his lips pursed tightly, and he didn't say a word.
Han Qixian and others are not outside the tent. They are making other arrangements and deployments for the army under Zong Han's order. Countless orders are issued nervously. When the time is approaching, some people walk out of the tent, far away. Looking at the high platform from a distance.
Although in the past few years, the Huaxia Army has long been malicious to Jurchen, killing Lou Shi in battle and resigning are still different from the current situation.
Killing his son Xie Bao in front of Zong Han was both an insult and a provocation. It was something that had never happened in the world in the past few decades. Zong Han's son, before Zong Han died, was a bargaining chip that could involve countless interests. After all, in the past few decades, Zong Han was the hero who really crushed the whole world.
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The day is long in the southwest, and when it is approaching You, the sun sinking in the west breaks through the clouds, exuding a pale light slantingly towards this side, Wangyuan Bridge, Shiling, Xiukou... Ning Yi and the command are ordering one after another. passed through the troops.
"... After the Battle of Wangyuan Bridge, the Jurchen is almost on the way forward, and the next step is to find a way to retreat, but the various units of our army must not take it lightly. Under the most likely deduction, the Jurchen will organize and launch a large-scale battle. The purpose of the large-scale attack is to move the Han army troops to the frontline area, and move the Jurchen troops to the best position to retreat..."
"... Therefore, each team in your division must be prepared to withstand the attack, and it is not ruled out that the possibility of encountering the Jurchen elites will be faked, and the boat will be ruined. While preparing for the first wave of the enemy's attack, organize the elite to do a good job. All the plans for advance and annihilation, from Xiukou to Yuyuxi, Shiling to Huangming, will become the key areas of the annihilation war in the next few days, and we must resolutely do a good job of fighting determination and planning..."
"… For the Han army, adopt a strategy of recruiting, driving, and instigating rebellion. We must resolutely cut and cut key roads and passes in various places, grab time with the enemy, and cut off their retreat..."
"... Intelligence, scouts, all forces, liaison, contact, and countermeasures against all the Han army generals who may turn against them. Even if they can't counter, they must clearly and forcefully convey the situation of the war to the eyes of the opponent..."
"... The second division and the second brigade, in the next battle, are responsible for defeating Li Rulai's troops..."
"... The fifth division, responsible for attacking the army of Dalai's army in front, cooperated with Qu Zhengyan and Chen Tian's army to advance in the direction of Yuyu Stream, try to cause huge pressure on the enemy, so that he can't turn around easily..."
“… the various departments of the Wangyuan Bridge…”
Various orders were distributed from the headquarters to the division, from the division to the brigade, and from the brigade to the regiment, layer by layer. In an even more chilling and restless state, the swords and guns were sharpened, the guns were loaded, and on the river near the Wangyuan Bridge, the ships guarding the prisoners cruised by...
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The setting sun shines from the other side of the mountain.
In the small shed, Gao Qingyi held his breath, and on the high platform over there, Ning Yi had already descended. At the gate of the camp on the other side of the camp, Wanyan She also ran out of the camp, wearing armor and holding a gun. He ran hard and shouted loudly.
Zong Han, who was in front of the tent, didn't blink, didn't move, and clenched his fists. Many people looked over there from different directions.
Many people actually have luck in their hearts, perhaps this is Ning Yi's posturing.
Perhaps, he will keep the oblique in exchange for more benefits.
Perhaps, he kept the oblique alive, and each other could have another way.
After all, this is a national war, and rational leaders should leave a little more leeway.
The long barrel of the musket was aimed at the back of Xie Bao's head. The sunset was pale, and the wind in the setting sun was moving slowly.
boom
Xie Bao's head exploded and his body fell down.
There were roars and roars, which sounded in the battlefield, and the voices of people in the Jurchen camp exploded. Ning Yi listened to this angry roar. Over the years, there have been countless angry roars. He closed his eyes and took a long breath of the air of this day.
"Give the head... to his father..."