Chapter 432: The Beginning of a Legend (Two Chapters in One)
Chapter 432 The beginning of a legend (two-in-one chapter)
Author: Uncle Long Legs
Chapter 432 The beginning of a legend (two-in-one chapter)
It was night, on the top of Chuibian Mountain, about half past eight in the evening.
"Let me tell you, before cooking horse meat, it must be soaked in cold water for an hour or two, and the water must be changed several times during this period.
In this way, the horse meat cooked later will not have that messy taste."
The New Oriental chef is waving a spoon in his hand, and Fan Zhu, a newbie, is shouting in his mouth, and he has the appearance and posture of a chef.
Next to him, another rookie named Barong, who was said to be good at using a spatula, said nothing, but his hands did not stop at all.
Pick and choose among some of the spices Huang Yizhi carries and choose the materials you need.
This is the secret recipe that he plans to put into horse meat and stew together.
It should be noted that during such a process, both rookies had an indescribable sense of relief on their faces.
To be more precise, there are more than two hundred people on the entire mountain today. Both men and women have such a relaxed feeling on their faces.
In fact, it is very normal for such a scene to occur.
Since it got dark, the exhausted golden soldiers at the foot of the mountain had no intention of continuing to attack in the dark night, so the small battlefield that had been fighting for most of the day finally became quiet.
It also allows these unlucky guys on the mountain to have a good rest.
Even during this process, everyone can clearly see it as long as they take a few steps.
At the foot of the mountain, in positions where their bows and arrows could not reach, many golden soldiers were busy leveling the ground and collecting the surrounding large stones.
You can tell it as a person just by looking at this posture.
These people were preparing to set up a trebuchet. Seeing that they were unable to attack the mountain during the day, the Jin soldiers planned to hit them with big rocks.
But the question is, so what?
Not to mention that at this time, they have dug enough holes on the reverse slope and reinforced it slightly with logs.
As long as you hide inside, you don't have to worry about being covered by the stone firepower of the trebuchet.
The key is that according to their plan, they will sneak away after two o'clock in the middle of the night.
Some rafts were tied with logs, and their armor, weapons, and wounded were loaded on them. The people carried the logs and carried them down the river. They drifted twenty or thirty miles away before considering where to land.
In a word, grandpa won't play with you anymore.
By then, not to mention that the Jin soldiers will only use trebuchets, they will not be afraid of using modern artillery.
As for before two o'clock, of course, piles of bonfires were set up using the cut branches and leaves; after all, humans are living creatures in the wild, and raising bonfires is the best way to relax and calm down.
In addition, a war horse was hit by more than twenty arrows after being tied to a tree stump when it was covered by a rain of arrows from the golden soldiers. It was shot to death alive.
It just happened to be bleeding, skinning, and flesh cutting.
Then he asked Fan Zhu and Barong to show off their skills.
The war horse is about 1.4 meters tall at the shoulders and weighs about 400 kilograms. After removing the bones and other inedible parts, the remaining meat and internal organs are enough for everyone to have a good meal and fill their stomachs for action.
For all kinds of water use, just go down from the reverse slope near the water to the shore and just lift it back up.
Anyway, the warehouse manager, who claims to have 2.0 vision and absolutely no night blindness, and seven men are lying on the edge of the mountain to watch.
Everyone doesn't have to worry about the golden soldiers sneaking up on them at night, so they can rest assured.
In short, there was an escape plan, a warm fire, and a dinner that was simmering in a large pot and several clay pots, and the smell of meat had already begun.
For a time, even the women had smiles on their faces...
After wandering around the wounded soldier settlement area on the reverse slope and making sure that all the wounded had been treated, Hu Biao finally returned to the fire.
While smoking a cigarette happily, I watched Barong and Fan Zhu working hard, and I felt that the Xuange Battalion team finally had the surprise of a serious cook.
It's just that in this process, I always feel like I've overlooked something.
After a while, he slapped his head first and then shouted in his mouth:
"What the hell! Man, I'm still young and strong, but my brain always forgets things easily, even Maode Diji.
I don’t know what to eat to replenish my brain, otherwise how can I keep doing this?”
In the following time, he asked everyone in the team around him: "Does any of you know what the situation of Emperor Maode is now?"
The other veterans of the team are obviously more reliable than their desperate commander.
After hearing this, Xu Feng gave the answer without thinking:
"I was drunk and carried up a mountain before, and I woke up early after such a long time, but she is the emperor's daughter and has never suffered much since she was a child.
I suddenly encountered this kind of thing, and I couldn't react psychologically. Now I'm hiding over there crying; but the imperial concubine is watching her, so she should be fine."
After hearing such a sentence, Hu Biao immediately let go of the last worry in his heart.
Later, when Barong threw the spices wrapped in some clean linen cloth into the cauldron and clay pots, the tantalizing smell of meat became even more domineering.
It's just that the meat of horse meat is too hard. If it's not cooked for enough time, it will become mushy and it's really hard to bite.
He could only continue to wait patiently until it was almost 10 o'clock. Fan Zhu took a chopstick and inserted it into one of the pieces of horse meat.
After inserting the chopsticks easily, Fan Zhu nodded his head.
Seeing this, Hu Biao, who was thinking about not having enough bowls and chopsticks, took his helmet and rinsed it a little, and then prepared a bucket of soup and water to start.
The warehouse manager’s voice was heard in my ears, full of panic:
"Lao Hu, come over quickly and take a look, something big has happened."
Even if he knew that no matter what happened, it actually had nothing to do with the innocent warehouse manager. It was a pity that when Mao heard this sentence, Hu Biao wanted to kick the warehouse manager so much...
Something has indeed happened, but it is still something that makes people almost despair.
Hu Biao put the helmet on his head again and ran to the edge of the mountain in a hurry. He could clearly see many firelights in a large area under the mountain.
Not only was there a long convoy with torches, dragging some trebuchets and stones, approaching here.
What's even worse is that there are many archers holding torches, marching all the way up and down the river towards Chubing Mountain.
There are even some small trebuchets in their queue.
Seeing such a scene, Hu Biao knew that their plan to sneak away in the middle of the night was completely ruined.
Because the river is still in the dry season, and the river is only fifty or sixty meters wide, the Jin soldiers' archers can easily shoot to the other side as long as they stand on the bank.
For targets in the middle of the river, the threat is naturally greater.
Not to mention the existence of the trebuchet. As long as one stone hits, their raft can be sunk and smashed.
Of course, Hu Biao and the others could also leave by diving. Even the original plan was like this, and it was not until later that they changed to rafting.
The main reason is that if they leave after diving, they cannot take away their heavy armor, weapons, and mountaineering bags.
Without these equipment, they are like toothless tigers, and their combat effectiveness is severely reduced.
More importantly, among the more than 200 people on the mountain, the number of people who can dive away with a hollow straw pipe in their mouths is quite limited.
At least all the wounded and most of the women couldn't do it. I and a group of netizens could really harden our hearts and abandon them.
After thinking of the above, all the netizens looked at each other with despair in their hearts.
Er Pang even cursed in his mouth: "What the hell! How did things become like this?"
The reason why things turned out like this was of course because Wanyan Loushi existed who knew them better and was more fearful of them.
The two thousand infantry troops attacked for most of a day, and with more than half of the casualties to no avail, they naturally reported this situation to the leader Wanyan Zongwang and others.
After hearing that a group of Song people on the mountain actually raised the battle flag of "Xuange Camp".
Wanyan Loushi was immediately excited, and even had an inexplicable intuition that the Hu Yitong whose flesh he wanted to eat alive was now on the Cubing Mountain.
Immediately, he couldn't care less about the behavior he had been doing before, like being a mascot in the military.
Wanyan Zongwang and Wanyan Xiyin strongly suggested that those Song people on the mountain must not be underestimated and must be captured as soon as possible to avoid changes.
In my heart, I have always looked down upon Wanyan Loushi and the two of them.
After hearing this, I felt a little unconvinced about such suggestions.
But he still ostensibly agreed, and after dawdling for a while, he sent some archers to guard the upper and lower reaches of the river. Once any human traces were discovered, they would be shot to death with random arrows.
If necessary, then use the trebuchet to greet...
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The horse meat and internal organs, which had been stewed until they became pulpy, were finally distributed to everyone. The taste was just as Balong and Fan Zhu initially claimed, it was quite delicious.
But when everyone thought about it, they would be trapped and die in this small area of Cuibing Mountain from now on.
After eating such a delicious meal in your mouth, you immediately feel like chewing wax; it is just put into your mouth mechanically, trying hard to fill your stomach.
After eating the horse meat in silence and drinking up the oily broth, no one was in the mood to talk.
There were even many women who couldn't bear such a blow and began to sob quietly. After a while, the sobs became one continuous sound.
Compared to the atmosphere not long ago, when everyone was still full of smiling faces, it was particularly frustrating.
Like a factory chimney undergoing mass production, Hu Biao kept smoking, and soon the ground in front of him was covered with cigarette butts.
In the direction in front of him was the most prosperous city in the world: Kaifeng City.
Even after experiencing a humiliating war, the city has long lost its original prosperity.
But looking at it from the height and angle of Hu Biao and others, one can still see how huge such a city with a population of millions is under the illumination of many looming lights.
There are many continuous courtyards and pavilions among them, and the lives of those who lived there were so beautiful in the past.
Especially even now, it seems that there are still several buildings with bright lights. On such a dark night, looking from Chubing Mountain, it is really as majestic as a jade building in the sky.
Damn it! During his last mission, Hu Biao wanted to come to Kaifeng countless times to see what the largest city in the world was like.
But I never expected to see it under the current situation.
"Liu An, you can be considered a local snake in Kaifeng City. Where are those places that look so prosperous and prosperous?" Hu Biao finally broke the calm of the scene with such a sentence.
I heard the leader of the thieves in front of me, who had a golden seal on his face but was really a good man, asking questions.
Liu An, the headman in front of the Kaifeng Mansion with a large circle of gauze wrapped around his head, immediately cheered up. He just looked at the city a few times and he had the answer in his mind.
He answered in his mouth, with a hint of familiarity:
"The one on the left is the Daxiangguo Temple, which has many palaces, pavilions, and monks. There are as many as 64 Zen monasteries and temples.
Every year on the birthday of an official family, all civil and military officials would go there to set up a dojo to celebrate their birthdays.
The names of new scholars in each subject will also be engraved on the stone; every New Year's Eve, the masters will set up water and land dojos to pray for the world, which is very lively.
When I was young, I mentioned that I would go there several times every day to pray for my family..."
When he said this, the expression on Liu An's face was very complicated, and he was a little unable to speak. Perhaps he thought that given his current situation, he might not be able to go to the Daxiangguo Temple.
Fortunately, there was another woman's voice beside her, and she continued to introduce.
It was a woman with delicate features and a tired look:
"A little next to the Daxiangguo Temple is the most prosperous Maxing Street in Kaifeng; it starts from Panlou Street Tushizi in the south and reaches Xinfengqiu Gate in the outer city in the north, which is about 30 miles long.
The largest Xingle Building in Kaifeng and numerous wine shops and restaurants are also located on this street. In the past, although we sisters were looked down upon when we engaged in this business, our lives were quite easy.
But I'm afraid I'll never be able to go back to those buildings to sing and dance, and hear the cheers from the whole hall, right?"
Perhaps in such a dead night, the above introduction aroused the nostalgia of many local indigenous people, and they may not be so happy about the past.
But it is stable enough and will not lead a life like being slaughtered by people like pigs and dogs now.
In the following time, one voice after another began to sound.
It was other Kabuki dancers, musicians and government servants who introduced to travelers like Hu Biao and others the places in Kaifeng City that left deep memories for them one after another.
In such simple but emotional words.
A prosperous, peaceful Kaifeng city, like a paradise on earth, gradually overlapped with the dark city in front of them, and appeared in front of Hu Biao and others.
But Hu Biao and the others knew that there was no going back.
Even if no miracle occurs, everything in front of us will be even more damaged.
For example, the famous Daxiangguo Temple will be severely looted and destroyed before the Jin soldiers leave; the wine shops and tile houses on Ma Xing Street will have any attractive women taken away, and the houses will be burned down.
Lose.
Eventually such a city will be completely destroyed.
After thinking of this, Hu Biao felt extremely depressed; and then such depression, as well as the depression that he could not successfully escape, made him grit his teeth and make a decision.
He turned around and said loudly to everyone: "Since we can't evacuate, we might as well not evacuate.
We are not going anywhere, so we will be crucified on this Cubing Mountain. If we want to capture this place and kill us, let the Jin soldiers pile the bones as high as the top of the mountain.
It would also be good to let the previous officials in the city, the princes of the imperial court, and the soldiers and civilians know that as long as they risked their lives to fight to the death, the Jin people could do nothing more than that.
You'll die if you're shot, you'll die if you stab it with a knife, you'll die if you cut off your head."
Hearing such a sentence, a group of Kaifeng natives who were originally emotionally agitated to the extreme.
They all risked their lives and shouted: "It's okay, these Jin people are not trivial. Let them know how powerful we are.
What happens next depends on Vice Commander Hu’s orders.”
Deputy Commander, that was an identity that Hu Biao had when he was Hu Xuanzan, but it was long gone when he became a thief's auxiliary army; however, in order to show their respect, after learning some things, these people still call him Sipu that way.
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"Good, great good~"
After hearing this, Hu Biao first expressed his appreciation to everyone, and then said an instruction that surprised the natives:
"Shen Kuo Cunzhong's 'Triumph Song', will you sing it later? Since you can sing it, let's start the drum music. First, let the soldiers and civilians in the city and the golden people at the foot of the mountain listen to our heroic spirit~"
Although such an order is a bit strange.
However, Hu Biao and his ragtag group actually killed so many arrogant Jin men during the day, and their prestige had already risen.
Although the natives were a little confused, they still followed the instructions one after another.
The musicians played various musical instruments that they had not thrown away when they fled, and a group of karaoke and dancers loudly sang one of the "triumph songs" composed by Shen Kuo when he led the Western Army to fight against Xixia.
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Suddenly there was a high-pitched female chorus, and the heroic singing voice spread far away.
The news reached the Jin soldiers at the foot of the mountain and the city of Kaifeng more than two miles away:
"First take the twelve prefectures of Shanxi, and other elements will attack the Yatou. Looking back, the Qin fortress is as low as a horse, and gradually we can see the Yellow River flowing straight north. The power of God rolls over the Yellow River, and thousands of Qiang people sing the song of Han Dynasty..."
After singing several times in succession, many kabuki dancers sang some of their usual songs.
It's just that under the current environment, the singing that was originally full of melodious sounds is filled with something different.
Like a sharp knife, it pierced the hearts of Song people who heard the singing.
Even they themselves burst into tears while singing.
Such a scene fell in front of the eyes of many netizens. After thinking about something, their brains suddenly became excited, and they could vaguely see the meaning of Hu Biao's troubles:
Two miles away is Kaifeng City, the most prosperous city in the world.
The city still retains some traces of its former prosperity. Outside the city, a small but extremely brutal war was going on with millions of people watching.
Damn it! Isn’t this similar to the famous ‘Battle of Sihang Warehouse’ on the Songhu battlefield in World War II?
The question is, can they use this method to arouse the bloody spirit of the soldiers and civilians in the city and bring about some changes?
None of them are sure about this; but things have come to this point, so just grit your teeth and persevere, hoping that a miracle will happen.
What they didn't know was that it was such a decision that started a legendary story...
