Zhui Xu

Under the autumn rain, the yellow leaves of the falling hills are taken into the stream and merged into the last rapids before the winter.

Looking down from the middle of the mountain, Xiao Cang River appears calm in this autumn rain, zero times but more monotonous houses, straight and neat streets, passersby walking in the streets, empty unmanned training field. The mountains and rivers are poured into the river, and heavy rains rise on the water surface of the reservoir. Fan Hongji looked at all of this and remembered the sound of the thundering sound of the dam on the side of the dam that entered the mountain. It was lively and monotonous.

This time, it is difficult to have any good results.

When he entered the mountain, he already knew that the Jurchen fines that had been arranged near the Xiao Cang River had been completely cleaned up by the people of Xiao Canghe. These women*s may have not expected this in advance, but they can clean up all the fine works without leaving the ground, which is enough to prove that Xiao Canghe has made many preparations for this matter.

Fan Hongji washed the room in the room arranged by the Xiao Canghe soldiers, arranged the crown, and then supported the umbrella under the guidance of the soldiers and went up the mountain road. The sky is dim, and there is wind in the midst of heavy rain. When you are near the mountainside, the small courtyard with warm yellow lights can already be seen. The scholar named Ning Yi spoke to his wife and children under the eaves. When he saw Fan Hongji, he stood up. The wife smiled and said something, and took the child and turned back to the house. Ning Yi looked at him and spread his hands: "Fan messenger, please come in."

This time, the meeting was different from the previous one.

Although Ning Yi still smiles, Fan Hongji can clearly feel the change of the atmosphere in the raining air. In the opposite smile, there are a lot less things, and it becomes more profound and complicated. In the previous rounds of negotiations and negotiations, Fan Hongji was able to feel the ambitions and urgency of the other party's seemingly calm and calm attitude. It has completely disappeared.

Fan Hongji is not a raw material in the negotiation field. It is precisely because of the vagueness of the other party’s attitude that he feels that there is still a breakthrough in this negotiation. He is also convinced that he can find this breakthrough, but until now, his heart The state of mind that "has been so" suddenly sank.

He is standing in the rain. No longer go in, just hold a fist: "If it is possible, I hope that Mr. Ning can return the Jurchen brother who was originally arranged outside the valley. As a result, things may change."

Ning Yi stood under the eaves and looked at him, carrying his hands, then shook his head: "The Fan messenger thought more, this time, we did not specifically leave the head."

His eyes turned to the distance. Ning Yi turned directly to the room, and Fan Hongji stunned a little, and after a while, he could only follow the past. Still in the study room, Fan Hongji looked around a few times: "Every time I come over, Mr. Ning is very busy, and now it seems to be more leisurely. Just, I guess you are too busy."

"Please sit down. Stealing a half-day life. Life should be busy, why bother." Ning Yi wrote a brush on the rice paper. "Since Fan is coming, you are free to write and write a deputy to you."

"Mr. Ning defeated Xixia. It is said that he wrote a deputy word to Xixia Wang. He called 'Dragoning the robbery brothers, and met each other with a smile and enmity.' Xixia Wang is ashamed. It is said that he is hanging in the study every day and thinks that he is motivated. Mr. Ning is not I also want to write the words of the deputy, let Fan bring it back? I am angry with the adults of Jin Guochao?"

"It is not like this, the Van ambassador thinks more."

Ning Yi smiled. Fan Hongji sat in a chair and looked at the writing of Ning Yi: "Under the whole world, it is difficult to have a person who can retreat the front of the room with a reciprocal force. You played well in Yanzhou."

"Huaxiajun's formation coordination, the soldiers' hearts, performed quite well." Ning Yi took care of the brush, "The beauty of the handsome man's ability to use the military is also fascinating. Next, see who will die in this ancient let's go."

"Hua Xiajun has to do this level?" Fan Hongji smashed his eyebrows and stared at Ning Yi. "Fan has always believed that Mr. Ning, who is good for Xiao Canghe. It is running for Xiao Cang River several times." The gods of Valley God, the owners of the time, and others have also changed their minds. It is not impossible to share this world with the people of Xiao Canghe. Mr. Ning should know that this is a dead end."

"Well, most of the time." Ning Yi nodded.

"Why is that?" Fan Hongji looked at him. "Since Mr. Ning has no intention of going around with Fan and being confused, then whether or not Mr. Ning wants to kill Fan, before that, why not tell Fan clearly? Fan is dead, but he can die."

Ning Yi was silent for a moment: "Because, you are not going to do business."

“Don't you talk all the time?”

"The people of China, do not vote for the foreign state, this can not talk, how to talk?"

Fan Hongji laughed, and Huo Ran got up: "The world is in a big way, so it is so. Mr. Ning can send people out to see! North of the Yellow River, my gold country has occupied the general trend. This time south, this large piece of Jiangshan is a gold country." According to Fan, Mr. Ning also said that within three years, my country will occupy the north of the Yangtze River! Mr. Ning is not an unwise person. Do you want to fight against this trend?"

He paused: "Right, Mr. Ning should also know that this is not the case. For this world, it is difficult for me to swallow the golden country. It is a matter of chaos, and it is a matter of course." We are in this world. Has occupied the general trend, what is required, first of all, is just a good name, such as Tian Hu, the family is returning to us, as long as the verbal willingness to serve soft, we have not had any difficulty! Mr. Ning, Fan is daring, please think about it. If the north of the Yangtze River - no, even if the north of the Yellow River all return to my big gold, you are the one on the big gold, Xiao Canghe is even more powerful, you are not even soft, I dare really have the slightest Are you leaving?"

"The big man can bend and stretch, really want to become a big event. Sometimes he has to admit that the situation is stronger than people. Mr. Ning, at the beginning of the trip, Fan had a lot of knowledge about Xiao Canghe, but this time, it is sincere. Want to promote this, this is the North Mountain River, now Zongfu Prince has been under the sky, is attacking Xuzhou, Zong Han Marshal is breaking the beam, north of the Yellow River, no one can hold it! You just nod, indicating willing to return The rest, it is good to discuss, within a few years, my gold country will not be in charge of you, after a few years, not necessarily we will not become friends. Give yourself a way, but also to the people in the valley. The hero has a road."

Fan Hongji’s sincerity is sincere, and at this time it’s paused again: “Mr. Ning may not have known that the Marshal Marshal is the most respected hero. The Huaxia Army can retreat him outside Yanzhou City. He is a tie, he is bound to Huaxia Army. I value it, I will never hate it. After this war, this world is the strongest except for my gold abroad. You are most likely to get up to the north of the Yellow River. Mr. Ning, give me a step to give to Gu Shen’s adult and the court. The main step is to give Zong Han Marshal a step. Going forward. There is really no way. Fan’s words are all here."

He held out a hand and looked at Ning Yi. He was really sincere. Ning Yi looked at him and put down the pen.

"... said that there is a person named Liu Wei, the son of Liu Zen in the Three Kingdoms." Fan Hongji's gaze, Ning Yi slowly opened his mouth. "He didn't leave much things, Jingyao six years. Deng Ai led the troops to Chengdu, Liu Zen decided to surrender, Liu Wei force resistance. After Liu Chan surrendered, Liu Wei came to the Zhaoli Temple and cried and committed suicide."

His tone was dull, and there was not much swaying. After smiling, he said this. The room was silent. After a while, Fan Hongji raised his eyes: "Mr. Ning said this, would you really want to..."

"is it not OK?"

"I thought Mr. Ning was a smart person... you can do it for other reasons, at least, not for this..."

"Smart people..." Ning Yi smiled. I muttered it again, "What about smart people? The Jurchen is south, and the north of the Yellow River has indeed fallen. However, as a dead person, the Van ambassador has never really seen it? One or two, one day. In this world, A lot of things can be discussed, but there are always some bottom lines. On the first day of the Van Maker, I have already said that the people of China don’t vote for the Gentiles. Your gold country is really powerful, and it’s hard to stop it. But the bottom line is the bottom line, even if all the north of the Yangtze River is occupied for you, everyone is attached, Xiao Canghe is not attached, it is still the bottom line. Fan messenger, I also want to be friends with you, but you see, I can't do it, I have to give you a word of Gushen, I heard that he likes Sinology very much - but unfortunately, ink has not yet done."

Fan Hongji didn't read the words, just looked at him, and after a while, he turned his head. He looked at the rain outside the window and thought for a long time before finally finally, extremely difficult to nod.

"I understand..." He said something dryly. "I have inquired about the name of Mr. Ning outside. I am here on the Wu Dynasty. I thought you were a demon. I thought you were a wit, but look." The style of the Huaxia Army on the battlefield is not at all. I was puzzled, but now I know that it is a rumor of the world, Mr. Ning, it is such a person... It should be, otherwise, you will not kill The Wu Dynasty monarch, got this field."

Ning Yi smiled and laughed: "The Fan messenger misunderstood, the battlefield, the frontal fight, the conspiracy and tricks are only useful, if there is no possibility of a positive strike, it is also a slap in the face." To the army, there are too many people who use intrigues. I am afraid that this disease has not broken roots, but I am not afraid to use it."

The room was silent again. Fan Hongji squinted over the words on the table. When he saw somewhere, his eyes suddenly condensed. After a moment, he looked up, closed his eyes and spit out a breath: "Mr. Ning, small In Canghe, there will be no more living people."

He said in a word: "You, your family here, can't live anymore. Whether it's a marshal or other person, the people here will die. Your little place will become a Mass graves, I... there is nothing to say."

When Fan Hongji strode out of the courtyard, the autumn rain in the entire valley did not rest, and it fell to the sky. He walked back to the temporary room, spread the words written by Ning Yi, and read it again. The fist slammed on the table, and the voice in his head was Ning Yi’s last speech.

"No, Fan Messenger, we can bet that it will not become a mass grave here. There will be 100,000 people and a million people."

- Take the poem, come on.

On the paper, the ink is not dry.

......

The monarch is willing to bend his knees, and one son is alone.

......

Going to Xichuan, the king of the North!

......

Donate to pay for the ancestors, and the daggers cried.

......

Who is the monk who is dead?

- In the small valley, Fan Hongji only feels that the spirit of life and life is rising. At this time, he did not know whether the surname Ning was a smart person or a fool. He only knew that it had become a place of endlessness. He no longer has room for negotiation, he just wants to leave early.

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History often does not change due to the participation of ordinary people, but changes in history. It is often because of the participation of ordinary people.

Zhuo Yongqing stepped on the muddy steps and climbed the road on the hillside. The chest was still hurting. Before and after, the companions in the company continued to climb up. The squad leader Mao Yishan stood in the rain and wiped it. Less muddy cheeks, then spit a sip: "This ghost weather..."

not far away. A company commander, Luoye, who was mad at Luo Luo, accidentally fell, and at this time he was a clay man, and he was even embarrassed. Someone shouted in the rain: "Where are you going now?"

This is also the question of everyone, Luoye held his leg and gasped for a moment, pointing to the front: "Go ahead! Catch up with the brigade!"

"Where is it, Luo crazy."

"...In short, go ahead!"

The cold rain is all over the sky, so people are so cold. Here is the battle between Gyeongju, the Huaxia Army and the Jurchen West Road Army. It is still going on at the same time.

In the first two days of this war, it was still a complete pursuit of confrontation. The Huaxia Army relied on tenacious formations and high warfare to try to bring the Jurchen army with infantry and enthusiasm into the mud of frontal combat. Then harassed by cavalry, and the war and retreat. This situation will be the third day, all kinds of fierce friction, small-scale wars will appear.

The Wanyan chamber began to harass the Huaxia Army almost all day with the smallest cavalry in all directions. At the same time as the cavalry escorted, the Huaxia Army died and bit the other infantry. In the middle of the night, it is also the turn to push the artillery to each other's camp. Such a tactic, not to kill the other side of the cavalry, but can always let the female true infantry in a state of high tension.

Deterrence is not only a deterrent, but several times of friction and crossfire, and the high-intensity match has almost become a large-scale charge. But in the end, they were all smashed out of the room. This kind of battle, on the third day, began to have the willpower to suffer. Huaxia Army saves physical strength every day in the form of taking a break. The Jurchen is also extremely difficult to harass, and there is no cavalry on the opposite side. And the formation is like a tortoise shell. Once it starts to charge, it is difficult to guarantee the damage by its own cavalry. This kind of battle reached the fourth and fifth days, and the whole form of the northwest was quietly changing.

The army of the family carried heavy grain and grass to catch up, and various places in Yanzhou began to invade the gold-strike operations on a large scale. The intimidation of the Huaxia Army to the Jurchen army every day can make this flame burn more vigorously. And the Yan Yan room also began to send people to gather around the returnees, including the folding home, and the messenger has been sent, waiting for the other party to come.

When people are moving, the friction of more than 20,000 people on each side of the central battlefield is www.wuxiaspot.com~ is the most intense. In the constant transfer, the Yanyan Chamber has begun to send troops to try to fight against the heavy-grass troops coming from the Yanqi City, and the Huaxia Army has already sent people out, with thousands of troops in each At the scene, the Jurchen team was intercepted and tried to cut off and break up the Jurchen’s tentacles on the mountain.

In the past few days, every battle, no matter how large or small, has been so tense. It started to rain yesterday, and the battle that suddenly happened after the night was particularly fierce. Luoye, Quqing and others led the team to chase the Jurchen team, and finally became a long-running chaos. Many people were separated from the team. Zhuo Yongqing was In the battle, the horses of the Jurchens crashed down the hillside, and it took a long time to find a companion. At this time, it was still in the morning, and occasionally I could meet the female victims who were scattered nearby, and rushed to kill.

A group of people slowly gathered together, and it took a lot of effort to look around. The Chinese military soldiers who eventually gathered together had a number of forty or fifty, showing the confusion of the situation last night. And climbed up the hillside, only to find that they lost their way.

The advancement of the Huaxia Army is mainly aimed at the Jurchen troops, and they are staring at them for a day. The northwest anti-female is really strong. However, the Yan Yan room used the soldiers to drift, last night's big battle, these people are on the edge of the battlefield, where the Jurchens will go in, where the Chinese army will chase, they can not tell.

A little pause, everyone decided, or in the general direction of the previous, first forward. In short, out of this muddy place, dry the body and say.

Then, the heavy rain stretched, and a group of mud-yellow people went on this mountain road and went forward... (to be continued.)

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