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The seventh year of the Apocalypse, late November.

After the winter began in Liaodong, heavy snow fell from the sky for several days, and the mountains and rivers thousands of miles away were covered with snow.

On the wall of Yingzhou's acropolis, the Ming soldiers wearing winter clothes and cloaks stared at the vast snowy scenery outside the city with very alert and serious eyes.

In the arrow tower building, several Ming soldiers who had just returned from the shift at the top of the city gathered around the fire to warm themselves. The foreman, the general flag, handed his wine bag to the brothers beside him, put his hands close to the bonfire to keep warm, and said: "Previously

The Jurchens have withdrawn their troops mysteriously these days, and I am afraid that it is a fraud. We all should be alert when we are guarding the city and patrolling, so as not to lose our lives due to any negligence."

"I understand, Chief Yan." The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty responded.

"Hey, you said that this Jurchen had calculated well and could steal our baggage in just half a day. Why did he suddenly retreat?" someone said.

"It's not a bad idea to withdraw the troops. Are you going to be happy if the Jurchens really steal our baggage and make us hungry in the winter?"

"That's not what I meant, I just think it's unreasonable."

"Perhaps God opened his eyes and helped us? Last month when the new emperor ascended the throne, wasn't it said that a fire dragon descended from the sky that day, and with luck, the new emperor was the fire-virtuous sage who revitalized the Ming Dynasty? He has been bullied by the Jurchens for so many years.

, it’s our turn to live a good life!”

"Do you believe this? It's just a trick to deceive a three-year-old child!" someone said disdainfully.

"I'm looking forward to the good but not the bad. What do you know?"

Everyone was drinking and warming themselves up by the fire, chatting and exchanging a few words with each other, relaxing their tired bodies.

Suddenly, a cry of surprise rang out from the top of the city!

"Cavalry appears in front, all officers and men immediately return to their posts at the top of the city to be on guard!"

Everyone in the Arrow Tower looked at each other.

The next moment, everyone jumped up from the ground, put on their helmets, picked up their weapons, and walked toward the city head where the cold wind was whistling, cursing.

General Yan Qi came to the female wall at the head of the city and looked towards the plain outside the city: "Where are the enemy traces?"

"Here, see for yourself." The guard pointed forward.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything. Yan Zongqi also saw a few blurry figures at the end of the snow-covered plain. The heavy snowfall obscured his vision so much that he couldn't distinguish the specific identities of the visitors for a while.

Whether they are enemies or friends is yet to be determined.

But under the current situation, the Ming army is basically defending the city, and those who appear in the wild during the snowy day are mostly Jurchens!

The soldiers in the Yingzhou Guard City all had the same idea as him, so the news of enemy sightings at the east gate was quickly spread throughout the city. While the other three gates were on heightened alert, the military camps in the city also began to gather to deal with the situation.

A battle may come at any time.

At the top of the east gate city, hundreds of heavily guarded Ming soldiers watched the unknown group of cavalry slowly approaching in the heavy snow.

After a period of silent and torturous waiting, the cavalrymen entered within a stone's throw and slowly stopped.

"There are not many people, about a hundred riders." Mr. Yan counted with squinted eyes.

"Could these people be the pioneer scouts of the Jurchens?" a member of the household next to him pondered.

"Look, there is a horse galloping towards us." A Ming soldier exclaimed.

"Crossbowmen, be on alert!" Baihu shouted without turning his head.

The Ming soldiers at the top of the city immediately stepped forward and aimed their arrows at the figure of the cavalryman.

Not long after, the cavalryman had arrived at the foot of the city. Without the cover of heavy snow, the Ming army at the top of the city finally saw the general appearance of the opponent. Black armor on a black background, holding a horse pole upside down, and the armor and capes were all in the style of the Ming army.

.

"Who is coming? Tell me your name!" Before the general arrived, hundreds of households naturally asked.

Zhang Jin took out a token from his waist, raised it, and replied loudly: "Zhang Jin from the 100 households of Jinyiwei! I have the token as proof!"

Whoosh! Something was thrown up and landed accurately in front of Baihu. Baihu picked it up and saw that it was just as the other party said, but why did this Jin Yiwei appear on the Liaoxi defense line?

"Zhang Baihu, who is behind you? Are they all members of Jinyiwei too?"

"No, they are just like you, they are also soldiers of the Ming Dynasty guarding the Guan Ning Jin line of defense. We were ordered to go out to do business. Now that the matter has been completed, we came back specially to resume our orders. After running away for days, the brothers are exhausted, and we are still

Please open the door for us to have a rest and drink some hot soup to warm ourselves up."

"Do you have proof?" Baihu asked again, not daring to be careless.

"No!" Zhang Jin was a little helpless. He had originally planned to die. Before he left the border, he didn't even consider that anyone would come back alive. He didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.

"Then we can't let you into the city." Baihu flatly refused.

Who knows if these people are spies for the Jurchens? A Jin Yiwei badge can't prove anything. Besides, even if the people below are really Jin Yiwei, it doesn't matter. Jin Yiwei's hands can't reach so far outside the pass.

"What's going on? Who is that person below?" Wei Ziji, the general of the Yingzhou Guard who came in a hurry, asked.

Hundreds of households quickly reported the situation one by one.

After listening to the report, Wei Ziji looked at the Jin Yiwei waist badge in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then raised his head to Zhang Jin below and said loudly: "Zhang Baihu can come in, but the other brothers have no credentials, so they have no choice but to be aggrieved. The important task of defending the city lies with us.

I still hope Haihan will take care of me!"

Of course Zhang Jin would not agree, so he replied: "Since everyone is working for the imperial court to fight against the Jurchens, I just want a mouthful of hot soup to warm my rice and heal my wounds so that I don't freeze to death in the wild. I hope the general has mercy!"

"

His posture was very low, after all, the hundreds of brothers behind him who had narrowly escaped death really couldn't hold on any longer.

"You dismount and abandon your troops, and let me send people to kidnap you into the city to keep you under guard. This is the only way to ensure safety! Are you willing?" Wei Ziji pondered for a long time before saying.

Zhang Jin frowned, feeling shocked and angry in his heart. He was about to refuse, but thinking of the brothers behind him, he could only hold back his anger and replied: "When I go back to discuss with them, I will reply to the general when I have the results."

After saying that, he turned around, patted his horse and walked back.

Returning to the Ming army's remnant cavalry, Zhang Jin told everyone about the situation.

"Sir, if it were in the past, I would never have suffered such insults! But today I have endured it, and little Li Wa'er's injuries can't be delayed."

"Everyone fought tooth and nail to enter Shengjing and killed the Jurchen Khan. Based on this credit, great wealth will be waiting for us when we return! So we must save our lives and cannot close our eyes without enjoying anything."

"Yes, Wu Datou is right!"

Entering the city in this way is very humiliating, but as long as they can survive, there will be all kinds of glory waiting for them in the future.

Zhang Jin's eyes swept across the faces of this group of people one by one, showing fatigue, perseverance, optimism and a hint of longing for a better future.

He nodded: "Okay, let's let this go! When we return to the capital, I guarantee that all the brothers here will receive generous rewards!"

"With adults here, brothers believe that this humiliation will not be in vain!"

"Let's go back and enjoy our happiness!"

"Let's go. It was freezing cold and I was chased by the Jurchens for three days and three nights. I finally managed to escape. I have to have a good fucking sleep when I enter the city this time. I tell you, I won't wake you up."

Don’t call me anyone!”

"I'm afraid you'll be woken up by the smoke while you're asleep..."

"What the hell..."

"Ha ha!"

A group of ragged Ming soldiers rode on exhausted horses, laughing and joking slowly towards the gate of Yingzhou Guard City.

The snow is falling harder and harder, and it seems that there is only a vast white scene left between the sky and the earth.