Inside and outside the valley of Xia Village, a large-scale fierce battle has come to an end. Where the camp of the resentful army was originally located, flames and thick smoke are raging. The corpses of men and horses, and blood are flowing out from the valley. On the edge of the valley, there are also small-scale battles.
The resentful soldiers who were still resisting had either been surrounded and massacred, or were throwing away their helmets and armor, kneeling down and surrendering. In the snowy valleys and on the ridges, cheers could be heard from time to time.
There are also some people who are searching for the property that cannot be taken away from the enemy camp. The people responsible for settling the wounded are coming out of the camp to provide first aid to the injured soldiers on the battlefield. The people are noisy, and most of them are cheering for victory. The horses are in the camp.
Running between the foothills, when they stopped, the knights in black armor also took off their helmets.
There was smoke all over the place. In the middle of the valley, the bodies of Long Hui and others were put down and wrapped in big flags. The soldiers passing by were saluting him.
The snowfield outside the valley was full of messy footprints. The entire snowfield was shattered by tens of thousands of people running and evacuating. Xia Cun's scouts were also chasing towards the distant sky and earth from different directions. Qin Shaoqian stood there
Above the snowy ridge, he held a big knife still stained with blood in his hand and looked at the scenery in the distance. At this time, there were cheers from around him, but the heat in his mind did not fade away. He accepted everything he saw.
One part, another part, cannot be fully digested yet.
"Send all the scouts out... stay alert, lest Medicine Master Guo comes back... kill us with a carbine... Go, hurry up! Stay alert..."
The resentful army was defeated and retreated.
As for the facts of today's counter-attack, from the moment everyone decided to open the camp gate and the morale was boiling all over the mountains and plains, as an excellent general, he already knew it and was sure of it. However, when the situation was initially settled, thinking back to the woman
The tyranny of Zhenren as he marched all the way south. The difficulties he led the Wurui Battalion in trying to stop. The decadence of hundreds of thousands of people losing consecutive battles outside Bianliang City in the past few months. The bloody battles in Xiacun during this period... Everything at this time
On the other hand, it made him feel a little unreal...
This has always been a torment. As of last night, they didn't see much possibility of breaking the situation or ending. But at this moment...did they suddenly get through it?
"...Where is Li Heng?"
This matter was spinning in my mind, and then I recalled the decisiveness of this companion who was like a brother and mentor. On the chaotic battlefield, this brother who was good at planning could not clearly grasp the changes at every moment of the war.
, sometimes he is unable to clearly understand the local advantages or disadvantages, and therefore he never interferes in detailed decisions. However, on this morning, if it were not for the decisiveness he suddenly showed at that time, I am afraid that the only chance of victory would be in that moment.
Gone.
Ning Yi's grasp and grasp of the overall situation and morale in that moment was unparalleled and precise. The oppression, tragedy and even despair of the past few days, coupled with everyone's desire to give it a try before the heavy pressure came, in
That moment was compressed to the extreme. When the prisoners made an unexpected decision, for many generals, all they could do was wait and see and hesitate. Even if they were moved, they could only hope for what the soldiers in the camp would do next.
He fought hard, but he made an unexpected suggestion and risked everything.
In the subsequent battles, Guo Yaoshi showed his ability to operate and control his soldiers. However, for the Xia Cun side, the victory still came quite easily. When Liu Shunren's team was wiped out in front of Xia Cun, Guo Yaoshi
Already mobilizing his direct descendants to retreat, the cannon fodder who was dragged on the battlefield started a melee with Xia Cun soldiers. It was almost a one-sided massacre. But Guo Yaoshi still led the surviving group after this almost ruthless warrior broke his wrist.
Wanduo's main force evacuated.
It is difficult to understand the change in Guo Yaoshi's mood this morning, and it is certainly difficult to explain clearly what he was thinking when he retreated decisively. The resentful army is not incapable of fighting, but the reality is as cold as this winter. Xia Village has the possibility of burning the cauldron and fighting to the death.
There is absolutely no chance that the resentful army will risk everyone in one battle.
In his heart, he was still wary of the possibility of Guo Yaoshi returning his horse to attack. When Qin Shaoqian looked back, heavy snow was falling on the battlefield filled with war smoke. In the valley where fierce battles had been fought for days, dead bodies and traces of war were everywhere, and everything was desolate. However,
At this time, for the first time, the emotions after victory were bursting out among the crowds all over the mountains and plains. Along with the cheers and laughter, there were also faintly suppressed cries.
Qu Qing limped across the ridge, which was already at the forefront of Xiacun soldiers' pursuit. Some people were hugging each other and laughing, with tears faintly in the laughter. He saw something behind a big rock.
Mao Yishan, he was covered in blood, almost paralyzed in the snow, laughed for a while, and for some reason, he started crying while holding the long knife. He cried a few times, wiped his tears again, and wanted to stand up.
, but after holding on to the stone and exerting force, he collapsed again, sitting in the snow and laughing "haha".
Qu Qing didn't help him. He walked over from behind. Someone bumped into him, and someone came over, hugged his shoulders and said something. He also smiled and punched the other person's chest, and then,
He walked into the nearby woods.
In the woods, white snow and bright red blood were still spreading, and occasionally there were corpses. When he walked to a deserted place, the fatigue in his heart surged up, and he slowly knelt down on the ground. After a while, tears flowed out.
, he opened his mouth and let out a cry in a low voice. This continued for a while, and finally he punched the snow, and his head hit the tree trunk in front of him. He punched the tree trunk again,
He hit his head several times and blood flowed out. He bit it with his teeth, smashed it with his hands, and peeled it off. Finally, there was blood on his head, hands and mouth. He hugged the tree and cried with red eyes.
The man's cry was not pleasant to hear, it was distorted like a madman.
He was once a general in the Wuwei Battalion. He had a team of two to three hundred people under his command. On the night of the surprise attack on Moutuogang, almost the entire army was wiped out. He left the team in a daze and struggled to survive. He accidentally came to
When we arrived at Xia Village, people used the myth that the Jurchens were ferocious and invincible to excuse themselves, making people feel that failure was excusable. He originally believed this, but these days, after all, there was a difference.
Something, let him see it.
Nothing is invincible, but all of his brothers died after all...
He hugged the tree trunk, and his distorted and suppressed cries continued intermittently for a long time...
At this moment, besides Qu Qing, there were many people crying while laughing.
In the wounded barracks above the valley, someone closed his eyes. Listening to the sounds outside, he murmured: "We won?" The skinny woman in charge of taking care of him nodded and replied in a suppressed voice: "Yes."
Bing whispered: "Ah, we won..." He finally stopped breathing, and the mattress under him was already covered in blood.
Next to them, people were still treating the wounded or collecting corpses one after another, and cheers came from below. It was like a dream.
The entire mountain was immersed in a wine-like, but slightly crazy atmosphere. Ning Yi walked quickly up the hillside and saw the woman lying on the stretcher. It was Juan'er.
There was blood, a bandage on his head, and one eye was swollen.
The battle at the foot of the mountain reached chaos. Some of the resentful soldiers who had been divided and massacred broke through the unguarded camp wall and rushed into the camp. At that time, Yaoshi Guo had already led his troops to retreat. They started fighting desperately, with everyone behind them
The wounded, sick and disabled soldiers, as well as those who still had the strength, rose up to fight. Juan'er was among them and was chased so hard that she rolled down the hillside and hit her head. She also suffered several injuries on her body.
"It's not life-threatening, right?"
Ning Yi first grabbed the doctor who was treating Juan'er, while Hong Ti also went over and started to examine her.
"Miss Juan'er is still in good health. Although this time..." The doctor shook his head and said a few words. Seeing Ning Yi's expression, he hurriedly said, "There is no danger to her life."
"Will it affect your health in the future?"
"Miss Juan'er's hand bone, I'm afraid it will hurt if there is wet and cold weather in the future... In addition..."
The doctor said a few words, and Juan'er over there had already opened her eyes. One of her eyes was swollen, so she could only see people with the other eye. Her body was injured and bleeding, and she was quite miserable: "Miss Lu...Uncle...
,Uncle...I'm fine, uncle, are you not injured..."
Ning Yi walked over, held one of her hands, reached out and touched her cheek, not knowing what to say. Juaner struggled and smiled: "Did we win?"
"Victory." Ning Yi said, "Don't worry about this and recover well. I heard that you were injured and I'm worried about you... Well, it's fine. You recover first. I'll see you after I've taken care of things."
"Yes." Juan'er nodded. Ning Yi waved her hand and asked someone to carry her away. One of the woman's hands was still holding Ning Yi's finger, but after a while, she finally let go. Ning Yi turned around.
, asked Yuwen Feidu next to him: "How many people were arrested after entering the camp?" Without waiting for his answer, he added, "Send people to kill them all."
Yuwen Feidu nodded at first, then hesitated: "My boss, I heard them say...it is unlucky to kill prisoners..."
"Ha." Ning Yi rubbed his forehead, and after a moment, he patted Yuwen Feidu on the shoulder, "It doesn't matter, I'm not in the mood to think about the overall situation now. All those who come in will die, and those outside will stay. Go ahead."
"yes."
After Yuwen Feidu took the order and left, Ning Yi stood there for a moment, and then breathed a long sigh of relief. Looking back, the falling snow flakes were not dense, but they were still stretching and covering the whole world.
The atmosphere among the mountains and ridges seemed warm and calm for the first time among the devastation. Whether it was cheering or crying, the sense of tragedy and suffering that made people almost collapse finally began to dissipate for the time being.
Looking back, the ten days of fighting, brutality and suffering really made people feel as if they were in another world. The possibility of forcing back the resentful army was once out of reach. Hongti came from behind and held him.
His hand: "Miss Juan'er is fine."
"First collect the bodies of General Long and all the other brothers." Ning Yi said, but he said it to the followers next to him, "Inform all generals not to relax their vigilance. We will start paying homage to General Long in the afternoon and prepare well in the evening.
Let's have a meal, but the wine... is still one cup per person. Send someone to pass the news to the capital, and also see how the battle is going over there. In addition, track down Pharmacist Guo..."
In the wind and snow, he waved his hand and began to issue orders one by one.
A few miles away from Xia Village, in the snowy field, the battle between the scouts was still going on. The bodies of war horses and soldiers fell on the snow. Fights occasionally broke out in the forest, leaving one or two lives behind. The survivors went to different places.
The directions left, and soon after, interspersed with each other.
Near noon, the retreating brigade of the resentful army slowed down.
In the demoralized queue, Medicine Master Guo was riding on his horse, his expression cold. He was neither happy nor angry. Along the way, his capable generals had reorganized the formation, and he was paying more attention to the intelligence brought by the scouts.
Among the senior generals of the Resentment Army, Liu Shunren is already dead, and Zhang Linghui may also be captured or killed. The rest of the team in front of him are already his direct descendants. After careful calculation, there are only about 15,000 people.
Already.
Thirty-six thousand men attacked the valley, which was only half the number of his own. The opponent was just some remnants of the Wu Dynasty. In the end, more than half of his own army was lost. This was something he never thought would happen.
At this moment, he stopped in the snowfield, reined in his horse and stood still. When he looked around, the sky and the earth were all the same white scene, making it almost impossible to tell the direction. Most of their army was from Liaodong.
They were made up of hungry people, but in order to survive, they later took refuge in the Wu Dynasty for reconstruction. They were also composed of refugees from the six states of Yanyun who had lost their property and land. They had no foundation and did not know where to go. Several generals came to ask Guo
When the pharmacist gave the order, Pharmacist Guo had a calm expression on his face. No one could tell what he was thinking.
Messages were still coming one after another. After a long time, on the snowy field, Medicine Master Guo pointed in one direction: "We have to... go over there."
The generals looked stunned, but soon after, most of them paused and sighed. This afternoon, the resentful army set off again, and finally headed deeper into the wind and snow...
This day was the tenth day of the twelfth lunar month in the thirteenth year of Jinghan's year. The Jurchens' southern invasion war ushered in a turning point for the first time. For many troops around Bianliang at this time, the situation was shocking.
In a short period of time, most of Xia Cun's battle reports were received one after another. Due to the fatigue after the war, Xia Cun's army was mostly licking their wounds and consolidating their combat power that afternoon. As long as the soldiers could still stand up
They all participated in the memorial ceremony for General Long Hui and many people who died in the ten days of civil war in the heavy snow.
When the released scouts gradually returned, someone handed a letter to Ning Yi.
When the scout was tracking Medicine Master Guo's team, he met an old man with excellent martial arts skills. The man asked him to take this letter back and deliver it to him. After being confirmed by several Green Forest people, the old man was the only survivor of Zhou Tong's side.
Senior Fulu.
After the author opened the letter, he found a blood letter inside.
After Ning Yi read it, he stood in the snow for a while, then threw the blood book into the fire and burned it.
This was just a small episode in the war. It would be many years later when what was written in the bloody letter was announced to the world. In the evening, the scouts who returned from the capital received another piece of urgent news.
The Jurchens have stopped attacking the city since early this morning.
The reason is that more than 20,000 Western Army troops led by Zhong Shizhong rushed to the foot of Bianliang City and officially started a confrontation with Wanyan Zongwang, trying to threaten Zongwang from the rear. Faced with this situation, Zongwang, who failed to attack the city, actually directly
Abandoned Bianliang City and used elite cavalry to counterattack the Western Army on a large scale - this may be an act to vent their anger after a long offensive - Bianliang City did not have enough internal strength to dare to go out for rescue. Then outside the city, two armies
A fierce battle began. Although the Zhong division was a veteran, he still took the lead and fought with all his strength. However, due to the gap in strength, when the scouts left Bianliang City in the afternoon, more than 20,000 people from the Western Army had been killed.
After being defeated and retreating, although the Zhong division can still control part of the situation, if they continue to hold on, the entire army may be annihilated outside Bianliang City.
Hearing such news, Qin Shaoqian, Ning Yi and others were all stunned for a long time. The Western Army was indeed famous in the eyes of ordinary people. For many high-level officials of the Wu Dynasty, it was also capable of combat, but having combat capability did not mean that it could compete with them.
The Jurchens resisted head-on. In past wars, although the Western Army led by Zhong Shizhong had a certain fighting capacity, they still had the knowledge to face the Jurchens. They fought for a while and then retreated after being unable to do so. Later, everyone
Quan was hiding nearby, and Zhongshi Zhong also led his army to hide. When Guo Yaoshi went to find him for a duel, he just took a circuitous route and was unwilling to fight head-on with the opponent.
Unexpectedly, when Wanyan Zongwang had been brutally attacking the city for nearly twenty days, this old man suddenly came to kill him.
This time, he did not choose to retreat.
According to reports from scouts, during this battle, corpses lay everywhere outside Bianliang City, not only the corpses of men from the Western Army. Before the Western Army was defeated, they faced the world-famous Jurchen Jingqi.
Many achievements have been achieved under his leadership.
The old man's intention is obvious. The Jurchens have failed to attack the city for twenty days, and their combat power has begun to decline, with serious attrition. The more than 20,000 Western troops may not be able to defeat the opponent, but as long as they risk their lives, they will cause a certain amount of damage to the Jurchens.
The Jurchen troops who suffered huge losses may no longer be able to consider attacking the city, and Zhong Shidao and others in the city can finally choose to force the opponent...
While Ning Yi and others were shocked by the bravery and decisiveness of the army in Xia Cun, in Bianliang City, the extremely tired people were cheering for the arrival of the Western Army and crying with joy. Relatively speaking, the news that came from Xia Cun later
The news had not yet been known to everyone. Su Wenfang came to the wounded barracks and saw Shishi with messy hair, pale face and thin body, and told him what happened in Xia Cun.
Shishi stared at him blankly for a long time with his big eyes open. After a while, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes with both hands, lowered his body slightly, and began to cry repressed and violently. His thin body trembled, and he made a "wuwu" sound. Like a bean sprout about to fall at any moment, tears fell like rain. Looking at this scene, Su Wenfang's eyes also turned red. He had been running around the city for several days, and he was also described as emaciated, with his face covered with stubble. After a while, Then he left here and continued working for the prime minister's house.
In the imperial city, the ministers had gathered here to summarize the news from all sides, and they were all very happy. At this time, an old man named Qin Siyuan was talking about something embarrassing in the palace.
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