Zhui Xu

The sound of the waves roared, surrounded by the valley on the banks of the Yellow River, and the vocal vocals ignited the entire night.

This is the twilight time in the past, but the sky is already dark, and the fire and the back and forth are like the smog of the night sky, and for a while, it illuminates the horizons of people in the snow. On the west side of the mountain, a large number of soldiers with shields rushed through the snow, and some of them glared at the ladder, and the arrows fell on the snow on their shields, on their bodies, and on their sides. In the woods behind them, the fire burned into a piece, and the shooters who ignited the arrows rushed out, shot the arrows, and then turned back into the snow forest burning with the bonfire. At this time, you will see a lot of flying spots on the wall of the summer camp.

Covered blows fell to the high point of the wooden camp wall, too many fires fell on the wood in the harsh winter season, and some even burned.

Xia Cun wall, there is no sound of eucalyptus guns, Changsheng army in the mountains and plains in the charge, between soldiers and soldiers, always separated by a considerable distance, they carry shields running outside the wall, only in specific A few points on the ground suddenly launched a storm. On the ladder, the crowd swarmed up. Inside the Xia Cun, the defenders poured out the hot boiled water. The guns that were stabbed from the camp wall were like Lin, and the Changsheng Army who tried to climb in was stabbed to death. On the wall, in the distance, the woods ran out a little bit, and when they tried to illuminate the wall, the archers who rushed inside the camp wall also fired the fire at the opponent's archer community.

Sometimes the Changsheng Army shoots faster, and sometimes it is the defender of Xia Cun. When the wall and the ground inside and outside fell off the ignition light, the escaping soldiers who screamed in the wounds screamed and rolled on the ground, and the outside was pressed again.

The wounded were still rolling on the ground, and the reinforcements were still in the distance. The soldiers behind the camp wall rushed out from the bunker and strangled with the Changsheng Army who tried to attack.

The general manager responsible for the defense of the west side of the camp wall and the second section of the camp is Xu Lingming. His five short stature, his body is as strong as a black iron tower, and his men are more than 500 people. The defense is a forty-feet wide camp wall. At this time, it was attacked by the Changsheng Army. The original abundant hand is rapidly reducing the number of people, and it is surrounded by the brightly extinguished fire, the rushing figure, the shouting of the soldiers, the screams of the wounded, the ground inside the camp, and many arrows are inserted into the earth. in. Some are still burning. Since Xia Cun is a valley, he can't see the outside from the low inside. He is standing on the high observation platform and looking out. On the **** outside the wall, the Changsheng soldiers who are charged are scattered. Shouting, running like an ant colony, only occasionally launching an attack on a certain section of the camp wall.

Further away, there are countless spots of fire in the woods, and they all have to rush out, but they don’t know where they are going.

"They want to rush, they have to rush... Xu II. Let your brother prepare! Rocket, I said the ignition will ignite, I will let you rush. All on the wall!"

He suddenly shouted loudly on the watchtower. Below, Xu Er, who led the bow and arrow team, was his brother. Then he shouted. The archers around him immediately picked up the arrow wrapped in tarpaulin and poured more glue. Thick smoldering oil, rushing to the front of the campfire. Xu Lingming quickly rushed down the watchtower and picked up his shield and long knife: "Xiao Zhuo! Prepare the team brothers, follow me!"

Being on standby in the rear bunker. It is the most elite of his men, more than 50 people, under his command. Pick up the shield long knife and rush forward. While running, Xu Lingming is still paying attention to the color in the sky. However, halfway through, on the wooden wall in front, a soldier in charge of the observation suddenly shouted something, and the sound was drowned in the rushing screaming. The soldier turned back and shouted and waved. Xu Lingming looked at the sky with his eyes wide open, still black, but the cold hair stood up behind his head.

"Looking for cover - beware -"

Xu Lingming squatted down, raised his shield, and shouted, and the soldiers behind him quickly lifted the shield. Then, the arrow rain fell in the darkness, and someone was shot to the ground. Near the wooden wall, someone was hiding behind the bunker, and some of the soldiers who had no time to escape were shot down.

In the previous period, Chang Shengjun had been using the rocket to suppress the Xia Cun garrison. On the one hand, the scalding did cause great damage to the soldiers. On the other hand, against the eucalyptus gun that prevented the Changsheng soldiers from advancing two days ago, As the highest general of this army, and also one of the world's famous, Guo Pharmacist did not show excessive fear of this new thing.

When he was in the north, he also had contact with the immature firearms of the Wu Dynasty. At this time, he came to Xia Cun. In the first time, he responded to the existence of the woodpowder: he placed it in a large number of rockets. The cannon's camp wall is high.

This position was originally occluded from these positions, but in the case of fire-fighting, the window that fired the eucalyptus guns did not dare to open. Once the arrow was actually shot into the muzzle, the consequences of the ignition of the gunpowder were unimaginable. In the case of soldiers in front of the camp wall, the soldiers can not cause enough damage. Therefore, during this time, the Xia Cun party did not allow the saplings to be fired. Instead, they sent people to try to remove the nearby gunpowder and artillery shells.

As the sky darkens, a burst of fire comes, and the soldiers behind the wooden wall basically form a conditioned reflex. Once the arrow flies, it immediately makes a dodging action, but at this moment, it is not falling. rocket.

On the side of Xia Cun, he immediately suffered a big loss.

"Xu Er - Ignition - on the wall - kill me with me -"

Xu Lingming shook his head and shouted loudly. Next to him, several injured people were screaming, and there were arrows in the thighs crawling in the snow ahead. Further, the Jurchen ladder climbed the camp wall.

The soldier who had previously alerted the police grabbed a long knife and turned to kill the enemy. A resentful soldier had rushed in, slashed on his body, flew his arm out, and the surrounding defenders got up and killed on the wall. Xu Lingming’s “Ah-” arrogance rushed to the wall.

The **** splash of the smash, a Changsheng army soldier jumped into the wall, the long knife slammed down with a leap, Xu Lingming raised the shield and slammed, the shield opened the steel knife, his tower-like figure and that The burly northeastern men slammed together, and the two slammed into the camp wall, entangled in the body, and then slammed the bleeding.

"killing the enemy -"

In the shadow, the resentful man fell down, Xu Lingming slashed his knife, ahead. The soldiers of the Changsheng Army crossed the wall. In the rear, the elite of Xu Lingming’s majesty and the archers who lit the rocket also swarmed towards it. The crowd rushed to the wall and set off the blood of the slain on the wooden wall. The archers rushed to the walls on both sides and began to shoot the arrows in the episode of the Changsheng Army.

Similar scenes are happening in different places on the camp wall. In front of the main entrance of the camp, several large vehicles with shields were temporarily smashed by the two mattresses and bows and arrows on the wall. On the east side, they stepped on the head and body of the snow. The large-scale harassment of the camp defense has not stopped for a moment.

Although in the Chaobai River battle. Zhang Linghui and Liu Yuren were temporarily out of control of Guo Yaoshi, but now that the option of surrender has been wiped out, the Changsheng Army commander has returned to control of the entire army. Under his management, Zhang Linghui and Liu Yuren have also spirited and fully assisted the other side in this attack.

For the previous eucalyptus guns and the more than one hundred heavy cavalry, Guo Pharmacist performed more sharply and resolutely than Zhang and Liu. This is also because he has more available troops. At this time, outside the Xia Cun Valley, the strength of Chang Shengjun has reached 36,000. They are all following the elite department of the south, but in the entire summer village, the actual strength. However, there are more than 18,000 people. More than one hundred heavy cavalry can expand their advantage in a small range, but on the battlefield of resolute total attack, once attacked, Guo pharmacist will firmly eat the other party, even if paying the price, as long as the opponent's trump card is defeated, the other morale, It will inevitably fall.

As for the firearms, the firearms of the Wu Dynasty in the past were flashy. Almost impossible to use. At this point, even if it is available, the level that has just appeared. The power is small and powerful. Maybe you can't beat someone alone, and there is no difference compared to bows and arrows. He let go of his courage and then suppressed it with the rocket. In a blink of an eye, he restrained the soft underbelly of this new weapon.

"There is no vain under the prestigious name..."

In the offensive of the resentful army, the Xia Cun Valley is also a noisy and noisy. The soldiers on the out front have entered the battle. The reserve team has tightened their nerves. On the high platform in the center, they receive various messages. Between the operations, watching the killing of the outside, the arrows coming and going in the sky, Ning Yi also has to sigh. Yu Guo pharmacist is very powerful.

His ability to control the battlefield is not strong. In this valley, what is really good at fighting and commanding is Qin Shaoqian and several generals of the former Wurui camp, as well as the famous generals of Yue Pengju. As for the red mention, come from Luliangshan. Han Jing, the leader of the team, in this kind of battle, the various controls are not as good as those born in these classes.

Shortly after understanding this matter, he placed all the heavy tasks of the command on Qin Shaoqian's shoulders, and he no longer made unnecessary speeches. As for the younger Yue Fei, he is still insufficiency in tempering. He is still not as good as Qin Shaoqian in the overall situation. However, for the small and medium-sized situation, he seems to be determined and keen. Ning Yi entrusted him to command the elite troops to make strains on the surrounding war and make up for it. gap.

At this time, there is not a big gap near the camp wall, but the pressure has gradually emerged. In particular, the suppression of the eucalyptus guns made it possible for Ning Yi to understand that this new weapon with small thunder and heavy rain would not be confusing for the real good warrior for a long time - although Ning Yi did not hope They dominate the battle, but they are still surprised by the speed and accuracy of Guo’s pharmacists.

The other party is so powerful that it means that the next summer village will face the most difficult future...

Of course, there is no room for resilience in this matter.

In the chaotic battle, Yu Wenfei and the other members of the martial arts high-ranking bamboo squad ran in battle. Although the juvenile's legs are limping, they have some influence on running, but their own cultivation is still there, and they are sufficiently sensitive. The ordinary throwing flow vector poses little threat to him. Although this batch of eucalyptus guns was brought from Luliang, but the person who is the best at the guns, or in the bamboo records at this time, Yu Wenfei’s youthfulness is one of them. During the battle of Lu Liangshan’s master, he even I used to carry a wood cannon to threaten Lin’s evil Zen.

The young man ran past the camp wall of the second section, and the slaying of the outer wall continued. He put an arrow and then ran to a nearby wall with a sapling gun. Most of these eucalyptus guns are protected by external walls and ceilings. The two Lu Liang, who are responsible for the guns, are not afraid to open the muzzle. They are also killing the enemy with arrows. They are hiding behind the camp wall and playing against the running teenagers. Hello.

Xu Lingming was killing him on the wall. As an officer with five hundred people, he had a half-iron and half-skin armor. At this time in the fierce fight, but also a knife on the shoulder, is draining blood. He was using a shield to open the tip of a Changsheng soldier who came from a ladder. On the side of the field of vision, I saw someone smashing the sapwood gun to the ceiling of the camp wall. Then, a bang rang.

The fire shone directly into the gathering crowd outside the camp wall, bursting open, sparks, dark red blood flowers splashing, limbs flying, shocking, a moment, only heard the other side sounded. Several rounds of artillery shells fell into the crowd one after another. In the sizzling killing, those who fired the guns moved the saplings. After a while, it was covered by a rocket.

On the huge battlefield, the horror of the horror, thousands of people rushed together from all sides, occasionally the sound of guns, the flames and snowflakes in the sky, the blood of people boiled and lost. Seen from the night sky, I saw that the shape on the battlefield was constantly changing. Only inside the valley in the middle of the battlefield. The thousands of people who were rescued got together, and there was a small number of people because of the screams and shouts of each battle. With both hands in mind, there are words. In other parts of the valley, most people rush to the front or are ready to head forward. In the wounded battalion, screams and screams, crying and shouting are mixed together, and there are also seriously wounded who have finally died. They are carried out from the rear and placed in the snow that has been emptied out...

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The battle in the night gradually stopped, and the **** and scorching atmosphere filled the air. Mao Yishan sat down in the camp wall and there was thick blood on the camp wall. But the basics have begun to freeze. He doesn't care about this, his body only feels intense fatigue. The tearing pain, at first he thought he was on the back or where he was cut. But then I discovered that it was a force.

The nerves that stretched to the extreme began to relax, and the pain that was brought was still severe. He grabbed a small piece of snow that had not been stepped on and not stained by the blood in the corner of the camp wall, subconsciously put it in his mouth and wanted to eat.

This night, he killed three people. Fortunately, he was not injured. However, in the case of concentration, the whole body's strength was drained.

Far and near, the brothers in the rear came over and quickly looked for a wounded person. Mao Yishan felt that he should also help, but he did not have the strength to stand up. Not far from him, a middle-aged man was sitting on the edge of a large stone, tearing off the cloth strips and wrapping the wounds on his legs. In that part of the place, there were mostly corpses and blood, and I didn’t know that he was too heavy, but the other party wrapped his legs like that and sat there to gasp.

The man looked at Mao Yishan and then continued to sit and look around. After a while, I took out a **** from my arms, smashed it and threw it to Mao Yishan.

"Thank you……"

Mao Yishan said that the other party shook his hand and waved his head, and then began to pick it up.

For a moment, someone came over and looked for the wounded. By the way, the soldiers in the corpse were filled with a knife and a knife. The Shangguan of Mao Yishan also passed from the vicinity: "Is it okay?" One by one, when asked about the middle-aged man The middle-aged man shook his head: "Nothing."

The change of defense came up, and the nearby companions retreated, and Mao Yishan stood up hard. The man tried to get up, but after all, on the thigh hand, waved at Maoshan: "Brother, help me."

Mao Yishan used to sway and lift him up. The man’s body also shook, and then he did not need Mao’s help: “New Ding?” He looked at Mao Yishan.

"When you are a soldier, you have been a soldier for six years. The first time you killed someone the day before..."

"No wonder... you are too flustered, too hard, so hard to fight..."

The middle-aged man swayed forward and walked a few steps forward, helping one by hand to help the surrounding things. Mao Yishan quickly followed, and wanted to help each other, and was rejected by the other party.

"Big brother... is the veteran of the field..."

"The veteran can't talk about it. It's just that the levy of the sect of the sect of the sect. It was not as good as the prince of the prince. It was not as bad as it was before. But it was finally seen." The middle-aged man sighed. "This is... it is very difficult."

In the period of fighting with Jurchens, countless troops have been defeated. The gathering in Xia Cun has also gathered various kinds of compilations. Most of them have been broken up, and some of them have not recovered their military status. This middle-aged man is quite experienced. Mao Yishan said: "Big brother, is it difficult? Do you think that we can win? I... the former officials I used to talk to are not so powerful, when fighting with Jurchen. I haven't seen anyone yet. The military squad has collapsed. I have never heard that we can match this with Chang Shengjun. I think, I think we can win this time..."

"This is the first official. It is the first time I saw it. It was the first time. It is the first time, maybe it can win..." The middle-aged man’s eyes swept around, and the mouth said so, for a moment, turned Look at the place that was previously on the battlefield. "But this is the beginning. Look over there..."

At this time, they are already at a slightly higher place. Mao Yishan looks back. Inside and outside the camp wall, the body and blood are spreading. The arrow that is inserted into the ground is like the autumn grass. Further away, the mountain and the snowy ridge. Extending the fire, the figures of the Changsheng Army overlap, and a huge army array surrounds the entire valley. Mao Yishan took a breath. The **** breath is still surrounded by the nose.

Xia Cun was pressed by the other army's entire army in this valley, except for the Yellow River. There is no place to go. Anyone who sees it from here will be a huge sense of oppression.

He looked at this, his eyes were almost attracted by the light of the surrounding military array, but then, a team walked past, the voice of the conversation sounded in the ear, the middle-aged man patted his shoulder and let him see Rear, throughout the valley. It is also a stretch of military arrays and bonfires, people walking around. The taste of porridge and vegetables has already floated.

"This is... the two armies are against each other. You are really dead and alive. Brothers, you are right. Before, we can only escape, now we can fight." The middle-aged man walked forward, then stretched out his hand and finally let Mao A mountain came over and helped him. "My name is a channel, called a channel celebration, celebration celebration, what about you?"

"Mao Yishan."

"Good name, easy to remember." Walking through a piece of flat land in front of the two, the two went to a small ramp and stairs, and the channel was forced to move forward, whispering a little sighingly, "Yes. Who can win, who doesn't want to win, even if it says... Victory has to die a lot of people... But winning is winning... Brother, you are right, I just said wrong... Resentful, Jurchen, we There is still a way to be a soldier... I am arrogant like a pig. Now the capital will be broken, and the court will be dead... must win, not win..."

His words, like Mao Yishan, are more like talking to himself. Mao Yishan didn’t understand very well. Just after going up the ladder, the middle-aged man looked back at the Changsheng Army. When the military camp turned around, Mao Yishan felt that he patted his shoulder: "Mao brother, kill more..." Mao Yishan nodded, and then he heard that he added a sentence in a lighter tone: "Alive..." Mao Yishan nodded again.

The brothers who are in the mountains and plains... Of course they are alive... he thinks so.

At this moment, the soldiers who have been running have not thought about how difficult these two words are. At this moment, he is not willing to think about the difficulties behind him. Enemies in the mountains and plains, there are also companions in the mountains and everywhere, all the people are fighting for the same thing.

After the killing of this day, Mao Yishan handed over a good brother in the army. Among the Changsheng Army barracks outside the camp, Guo Pharmacists who rushed over at the speed of resolutely re-examined the strength of the Xia Cun army. The famous general was calm and calm, and arranged a large army on the way to command the storm. At the time of the camp, the offensive plan for the Xia Cun camp was revised in a terrible silence.

After receiving the news of the firearms, he already understood that it was the martial army that planned to decide the Yellow River. Because in the letter sent to Zongwang, the plan for the breach will use gunpowder.

On the other side, in the command post where the main village of Xia Cun will gather, everyone has already realized the power of Guo Yaoshi and Chang Shengjun. He realized the difficulty of this incident and swept away the relaxed feeling of the victory of the previous day. . Everyone is seriously replenishing the defensive plan.

On a higher platform, Ning Yi stood in the snow, looking at the army of the army in the distance, and looking at the valley crowd below, Juan's figure ran in the crowd, commanding the preparation of food. He will laugh when he sees this. Not long after, someone crossed the guard and came by his side, gently picking up his hand.

It was a red mention. Because of being a woman, she seemed to be a little thin in the snow. The two stood hand in hand, but it was quite a couple.

"What are you thinking?"

"I thought it would be very difficult." Ning Yi smiled softly, his eyes lowered slightly, and then he lifted it up. "But when I really saw them pressing, I was a little scared."

"...I am also afraid." After a while, the red party said softly.

Ning Yi turned to look at her plain face. Laughed: "But it’s useless." Then he said, "I’m afraid of it many times, but Kan can only pass..."

Red is just laughing. Her fear of the battlefield is naturally not afraid of ordinary people, but it does not prevent her from having the feelings of ordinary people: "The capital is probably more difficult," she said. After a while, "If we hold on, the capital is broken, will you follow me back to Luliang?"

"You can consider it." Ning Yi looked at the direction that Yanliangcheng might be in, the snow and darkness over there, "At least you have to bring these brothers back for you."

"Also, there are Tan children, they..." Red smiled and smiled. "Liheng, you promised me. I want to give me a peace and prosperity, you go to Luliangshan, get the stockade for me, you help. The Qin dynasty, I hope to save the shackles. I am your wife now, I know how many things you have done, how hard you have worked, what I want, you actually gave it to me. Now I want you to be yourself. Think about it, if the beam is really broken. What are you doing next? I am your woman, no matter what you do, I will follow you all my life."

Ning Yi looked ahead. Lifting the hands that are held together, the eyes are serious: "...I didn't think so much about it, but if I really want to think about it, I can break it, two possibilities. Either the emperor and all the ministers go south, according to the Yangtze River. Keeping, arranging the river and governing, or within a few years, the Jurchens will push it again. The Wu Dynasty will fall, if it is the latter. I will consider bringing all of them to Luliangshan... but no matter which possibility, Lu Liang The days after the mountains will be even more difficult. Now it’s a peaceful day. I’m afraid I haven’t had it.”

He was silent for a moment: "No matter what, or can hold it now, play with the Jurchen for a while, then think again, or ... is to play for a lifetime." Then he waved his hand. "In fact, it is unnecessary to think too much, you Look, we can't escape, maybe it's like I said, it will flow into the river."

He pointed to the camp of Chang Shengjun, and the red nodded nod. Ning Yi then said: "However, I am also somewhat selfish."

"What is selfish."

"Look at the following." Ning Yi indicated to the crowd below, the familiar figure in the crowd, he whispered, "I want to send Juan."

In that crowd, Juan seems to be inductive, looking up and looking up. Red smiled. After a while, Ning Yi smiled. He reached out and pulled the red over. He hugged him in front of the snow. The two men leaned together and passed for a long time. Ning Yi closed his eyes, opened it, spit out a white gas, and his eyes had recovered completely calm and rational.

People are always in fear, but in such a time, there is not much left for fear to stop. For Ning Yi, even if the red mention does not come, he will quickly reply to the mentality ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but naturally, there are two concepts of warmth and no, and not the same.

The wind and snow stretched, and the two armies that had just been killed by the dead were attacked by this night sky. In the distant city of Liangliang, the Jurchens had already taken over. Above the earth, the whole battlefield was as cold as condensed ice. To the north, it seems to be equally crumbling, as well as Taiyuan City, which has fallen into a lonely city and has no resources throughout the winter. People in the city have long lost contact with the outside world. No one knows when this long war will stop.

On the fourth day of December, Chang Shengjun launched a full-scale attack on the Xia Cun defenders. The deadly fights spread in the snow of the valley. The blood inside and outside the camp wall was almost infused with everything. In such a strength fight, almost any conceptual tricks are difficult to establish. The launch of the eucalyptus cannon can only be converted into the power of several bows and arrows. The generals of both sides play back and forth at the highest level of the war. In front of us, only the entire scene of the terrible scarlet between the world.

Arrows fly across the sky, shouting to the ground, countless people, countless swords and guns to kill the past, death and pain raging in every part of the battle between the two sides, inside and outside the camp wall, in the field, in the trench, between the mountains, the woodland, the boulder On the side, the stream... In the afternoon, the wind and snow stopped, accompanied by constant screams and charges, and blood fell from every place where it was killed... (to be continued)

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