Chapter 686: The thunder and thunder move, the vast wind rises 12
The night the battle ended, there was no dream.
The pain continued or subsided, and it had nothing to do with whether there was an injury or the severity of the injury. The whole body did not feel like it was my own. During the day on the first day of July, when my consciousness gradually returned, my whole body was as hot as fire.
Thousands of insects were crawling in the blood. That night, the dream came back.
That was the sight in the dark sky, like a tide of enemies, arrows flying in, it was not clear whether it was the sharp blade or the cold wind that hurt the cheek. But the dark sky did not seem oppressive. There were people around, flying on war horses.
Run, they head forward to meet him together.
There were people dancing and fighting not far away. It was a familiar figure. Many enemies came up around him, but they could not drown him. There were also people who passed by and said, "It's my turn."
"...Follow me into the battle."
After a brief conversation, the usually silent figure rushed out with his subordinates. Next to him was his orderly, a rather lively young man. Unlike his boss, he loved to talk and laugh, but at this time he was just talking.
He pursed his lips and his eyes were as hard as stone.
"Zhou Huan, Xiao Yu..."
He felt something was wrong in his heart. The water-like cavalry formation rushed past him and rushed towards the enemy formation in front. They kept rushing, pushing away countless enemies...
In the darkness, Liu Chengzong sat up.
The ringing in the ears is like a hallucination: "It's my turn..."
In this sudden moment, they seemed to be still alive and still rushing towards the enemies. However, the tent was as silent as the bottom of a well. He sat on the bed for a long time. The dead would never wake up again after all.
Liu Chengzong stood up, put on his clothes, opened the curtain and went out of the tent. The orderly around him wanted to follow, but he stopped him. The celebration last night lasted for a long time, but at this time, the bonfire had already started in the camp in the early morning.
It became dim, the night was deep and quiet. Some soldiers slept beside the fire. Liu Chengzong passed from behind the tent. He saw a soldier sitting leaning on a wooden box with his eyes open.
The night sky was motionless. Some soldiers died quietly like this the night before. Liu Chengzong stood for a while, and after a long time, he saw the soldier's eyes blink slightly.
A soldier was sitting in the shadow of the tent, wiping the long knife in his hand with a cloth and muttering something in his mouth.
The soldier on guard stood on the high pile of goods. He held his spear and remained motionless. His eyes were looking at the deep darkness in the distance, as if he was in a daze.
This night, I don't know how many people opened their eyes in their sleep, and then couldn't fall back to sleep for a long time.
He walked around the tent area where the seriously wounded were, but did not go in. Painful groans came from inside, and escorts occasionally walked around. This was probably the least quiet area in the entire military camp. When he walked out of this area
, there was movement in the darkness outside.
A slight smell of blood came over, and figures and torches were moving there. There were sentries standing silently at the opening here. Liu Chengzong went over and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
"Report. A pack of wolves came. Our people went out to kill them. Now they are skinning them and getting their meat."
"Wolf meat is not delicious."
"Everyone is thinking that although the Xixia people have been dispersed this time, there may not be much food left in the northwest. The more edible things, the better."
Liu Chengzong nodded and patted him on the shoulder. Soldiers in the distance raised a bonfire. Someone took a long knife and cut open the belly of the wolf corpse. In the silhouette reflected by the fire, there were still people whispering and laughing.
He looked at it for a few times, turned around and left.
A greenish color appeared on the dark sky, and some soldiers came out early. Beside the fire scene where the corpses were burned, some soldiers were sitting in the open space. Everyone was silent. At some point, Luo Ye also came over, and his subordinates
Many brothers also died in this battle. In his dream that night, there must have been immortal heroic spirits appearing.
Someone went over, silently grabbed a handful of ashes, and put them into a small bag. The white fish belly gradually lit up. On the field, Qin Shaoqian silently scattered the ashes into the wind. Not far away, Liu Chengzong also took a handful of ashes and scattered them.
Go out and let them fly in the morning wind between heaven and earth.
"After today." Someone shouted in the wilderness, "You and I are together!"
This morning, everyone expressed their grief in their own way. Then when they clenched the long sword in their hands again, they understood: We won this battle.
At the end of June of the second year of Jingping, more than 9,000 black banner troops defeated Xixia's total 160,000 troops, and started the first battle in the northwest that shocked the world.
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In Yuanzhou, more than 6,000 troops were marching south, pushing all the way to the capital of Yuanzhou. On the morning of the third day of July, the army stopped.
"Li Qianshun was busy collecting grain and driving away the 10,000 black flag troops. It was hard to think about the head and tail. The soldiers left in Yuanzhou are not elite soldiers. The real trouble is Li Yimi who is following us behind. Their troops are twice as strong as
If I and the cavalry can defeat them, Li Qianshun will definitely suffer great pain, and we can take advantage of the situation to capture Yuanzhou."
On top of the war horse, Zhong Lie clicked on the map and said these words in a deep voice. He is forty-six years old and has been a soldier for half his life. Since Jurchen, he went south twice. The Zhong family army continued to be defeated. After Qingjian City was destroyed, the Zhong family army was even more devastated.
The ancestral grave was dug up, and now there are only six thousand of the famous Zhong family's Western Army left. His beard and hair are half white, and his whole figure seems to have suddenly aged twenty years due to various things. However, at this time, in the military formation
, he still has a calm momentum and a clear mind.
Li Qianshun chased all the way, and he led the remnants of the Zhong family to keep moving around. When the main force of Li Qianshun's army returned eastward, he finally got a chance to breathe. The Xixia army following behind still numbered 12,300, and General Li
Yi Mi was also an important general of the Xixia royal family.
The deputy general of the Western Army next to him frowned slightly: "It may be possible to defeat Li Yimi for the time being, but we only have so many people left now. If we still want to take Yuanzhou, not to mention the losses, after Li Qianshun drives away the black flag, there will definitely be a large army.
The pressure is coming, and I'm afraid I won't be able to fight anymore. Why not take this opportunity to go to other places to take a breather, recruit troops, and then take the risk."
Zhong Lie glanced at him: "As long as the name "Western Army" is still there, Li Qianshun will not come wherever he goes. The Black Flag Army is short of food, and it still knows how to make progress after capturing Yanzhou. If we have this opportunity, what else can we do?
Hesitant. As long as it can cause some trouble for Li Qianshun, it will be a good thing for us. We can recruit troops and horses at the same time. Moreover, the black flag army is so fierce. It dares to fight hard against the iron kite.
If you can’t even take down this flag from Yuanzhou, won’t it make people laugh in the future!?”
Over the years, the Zhong family's Western Army has been so heroic. Although they were defeated in front of the Jurchen formation, this momentum has not dissipated. In other words, as long as the Zhong family is still there, this heroic spirit will not disappear. Everyone then began to discuss
The strategy and odds of winning against Li Yimi. Halfway through the discussion, the scouts came.
——Li Yi buried his army and retreated eastward.
"Withdraw eastward?" The generals frowned, "Do you want to set up a confusing formation and attack us in a roundabout way?"
"Where does he want to take a detour..."
"Send someone to keep an eye on them immediately..."
"Order the entire army to be more vigilant..."
If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. They are all people who have been in battle for a long time. Everyone was on guard first, guessing the other party's strategic intentions with every word. After half an hour, a scout arrived.
.
"What did Li Yimi do!?"
"Dong Zhiyuan battle report..."
For a moment, a strange atmosphere enveloped the place.
"This is... something that came from somewhere..."
When the news spread to the Zhejia Army, no one believed it for a while, and the same information spread in all directions to the east, north, and south. When it spread to the Zhejia Army going south, what was waiting for it was
It was still in the weird atmosphere, and it was the fermentation of the word "truth". The Zhe family's spies went north at night, and on this afternoon, they handed similar information to Zhe Keqiu's hands. Zhe Keqiu, who was on the war horse, was silent for a moment.
, did not speak. Only at a closer place, the feedback seemed relatively quick.
Outside Gyeongju City, the woman turned around on the slowly moving cavalry: "Haha, one hundred thousand people..."
Her laughter was slightly crazy: "One hundred thousand people..."
In half a month, the knife that came out of the mountain in the northeast shattered everything in the way. The man's methods, even the basic cognition of people, had to be swept away. She originally thought that the knot in the
The many obstacles around the Xiaocang River should be a giant net.
Originally, she also felt that by relying on Tian Hu. Relying on Tian Hu's power, one day, this giant tiger would also give him an impressive blow. However, at this moment, when she imagined that the entire power of the Tiger King was blocking her
The scene in front of the other party suddenly made me feel... powerless...
"One hundred thousand people..."
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On the fourth day of July, a lot of news had been completely pushed out in the northwest land. Zhe Keqiu's troops approached Qingjian City. When he looked back at the troops behind him, he suddenly felt that the world was a little desolate.
That army of less than 10,000 people defeated more than 100,000 people in Xixia with an extremely cruel blow. When such an army appears on the land of the northwest, where should you place yourself...
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Outside Yuanzhou City, Zhong Lie looked at the city not far away with a similar feeling in his heart. How did the rebellious army that killed the king achieve this level...
Qingmuzhai, which has been experiencing a chilling atmosphere for quite some time, on this day, huge cheers spread from the gate of the village, boiling the entire valley. On one side of the valley, there is a room specially arranged for people with special status.
The little girl with a scar on her face ran quickly on the seemingly simple street: "Third Grandpa! Third Grandpa——"
In the next room, a member of the Su family looked surprised, confused, and even whispered to each other in disbelief.
"Xiao Qi." Su Yu, who looked old and a little depressed, sat on the rocking chair, squinted his eyes, and supported the little girl running over, "What's wrong? So fast."
"Three grandpas, three grandpas, three grandpas..." the little girl danced and began to retell the news excitedly and incoherently. The old man smiled at first, and then his slight smile faded, becoming calm and solemn. When the little girl said
After finishing it, he reached out and gently touched the little girl's head, then tilted his ears to listen to the cheers that reached the clouds. He reached out and held the crutch, and stood up slowly and tremblingly.
Ever since Ning Yi rebelled and the Su family was forcibly moved here, Su Yu's face has never smiled except when facing a few children. He doesn't understand Ning Yi, nor does he understand Su Tan'er.
The old man was even more silent when he was feared or scolded by other tribesmen. These things were things that the old man had never thought about in his life. They lived here for a year. During this period, many Su family members
They were also under supervision and restrictions. This time the Jurchens threatened Qingmuzhai from the north, and the atmosphere in the village was solemn. Many people in the Su family were also discussing matters in private that were difficult to see in the light of day.
The old man saw it in his eyes, and he knew their stupidity, but the children he valued most had already joined the ranks of the rebels. What else could he think about. In this way, only until now could he continue to
Xiao Qi, who was following Su Yu, saw the sudden appearance of the old man's aura that was different from the past.
He walked forward slowly and reached the roadside. The valley was in the shape of a ladder. From here, he could see the crowd below and hear the cheers more clearly. The old man nodded, nodded again, strutted his cane, and passed.
It took a long time for the little girl to hear the low, hoarse voice coming from the mountain wind.
"amazing……"
"My son-in-law of the Su family...is amazing..."
"Third Grandpa..."
The little girl went over and took his hand...
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Xiaocanghe, it started to rain in the afternoon.
The old man walked quickly on the slippery mountain road. The steward who was accompanying him held an umbrella. He tried to help him, but he pushed him away. He held a piece of paper in one hand, which kept shaking.
The courtyard halfway up the mountain was in front, and the old man walked in quickly. His usually serious face was stained with rainwater, and his lips were trembling slightly. Ning Yi was watching the heavy rain under the eaves, and saw the other party coming in.
stood up.
"Mr. Zuo, why is it so urgent?"
"Your people, your people..." Zuo Duanyou handed over the note. This was the information sent by his Zuo family. He handed it over without hesitation, "Your people, ten thousand,
Defeated the Xixia army of 100,000 people. You defeated the Xixia army of 100,000 people..."
"Yes." Ning Yi took the information, held it in his hand, and nodded. He didn't look at it - obviously, he knew what he should know first.
"I was originally worried that you would leave all your people outside. I didn't expect... I didn't expect that you could do this. You, you saved the entire northwest..."
In terms of temperament, Zuo Duanyou has always been a serious and somewhat extreme old man. He rarely praises others. But at this moment, he did not hesitate to express his praise and excitement for this matter. Ning Yi nodded again
, sighed and smiled slightly.
"Yeah, I... I was also wondering whether they could do it. It's great, they did it."
Zuo Duanyou nodded repeatedly. He stood under the eaves, looked at the rain, then looked at Ning Yi, frowning slightly: "Young man, laugh to your heart's content. You won the battle, why are you pretending to an old man like me!"
Ning Yi laughed. He looked at Zuo Duanyou and smiled for a moment: "But a lot of people died. I don't even look at the battle report, I know that a lot of people must have died."
"Is there any victory without death?"
"They are all good people, valuable people, and...people who are qualified to survive." Ning Yi looked at the heavy rain and said, "Some people always see people as similar. I never think so.
There is a ten-fold or a hundred-fold gap between people, and there are three, six or nine levels. Old man, you always say that what I taught them in the Xiaocang River is not necessarily wisdom. I agree. However, as a soldier, you can risk your life
Their own lives, to get things to this point, to achieve such a victory. They should be the ones who are more qualified to survive."
Zuo Duanyou looked ahead and nodded: "I agree with this."
"For example, mediocre people drift with the tide all their lives. It is gratifying that the butcher's knife has not yet arrived. If the butcher's knife comes, I never have to feel much regret for them. People in this world have to pay a price for their own survival, and these people paid the price.
However... that's even more sad. They deserve to live the most. If everyone in the world could do this, or... if they did a little bit, they wouldn't have to die."
Zuo Duanyou frowned.
"So, I am happy for the victory, but at the same time, I feel heartbroken. I think this heartache is also a good thing."
As the rain fell, Ning Yi's voice was calm, stating this complicated yet simple idea. In the room next to him, Jin'er poked his head out: "Mr.
, "Things are packed."
"You want to go out..." Zuo Duanyou glanced over there, for a moment, nodded and said, "That's right, you have won, you are going to take over Yanzhou..."
"Not necessarily." In front of the courtyard, there was a small group of guards gathering in the rain. There were also carriages and horses. Ning Yi tilted his head and looked at the gathering of these people. "We have already won the battle. We fought with all our lives."
People should have time to rest."
He said: "...it's time for the dirty machinations to come into play."
Listening to Ning Yi's words, the old man frowned slightly...
In July, the Black Flag Army embarked on a journey back to Yanzhou. In the northwest, a large number of Xixia troops were fleeing and marching in different directions in a chaotic situation. During the few days when the Xixia king lost contact, several troops had already
After retreating to the Hengshan defense line, some troops held on to the captured city. However, soon after, the anger that had been brewing in the northwest for a long time was about to explode due to the frontal defeat of the 100,000-strong army.
There may still be a long way to go before the entire Western Xia invasion to the south is eliminated. The biggest rebellious person in Xiaocang River also came out of the mountain after the victory of the Black Flag Army and came to Yanzhou. In mid-July, it was already
The new emperor system close to Yingtian Mansion received this news from the northwest. One year after the king of Wu Dynasty was killed in court, the rebellious Ten Thousand Wurui Battalion swung a sword in the chaotic environment of the northwest. This blow
, defeated the entire Xixia nation.
The world is about to collapse, and there will be a group of demons dancing wildly. The most chaotic era is really coming. (To be continued.)
ps: The Qidian Writers Zone has been revised and the number of words in the title has been limited, so it cannot be changed to (twelve). Thunder represents the attack of the Black Flag Army, and Changfeng represents the general trend of the world. I didn’t expect to write so much in one writing. Next