Sunlight poured down.
On the 8th of June, at Dulong Gang, near noon, there was a short period of emptiness on the battlefield.
Under the siege of the Liangshan generals, it was difficult to maintain the geographical advantage outside the village. Luan Tingyu and the others finally retreated into the village. The Liangshan troops guarded the four gates, but the follow-up troops were slow to arrive. The Liangshan barracks were silent, as if they were secretly accumulating strength. The people in the Zhu Village took advantage of this time to rest and reorganize behind the stone walls of the village. Many people went up to the stone walls to take a look and then came down.
"They are going to attack soon, right?"
"Didn't they say that there is internal strife …"
"Internal strife … They still have more than ten thousand people …"
Whispers and whispers were unavoidable. Some of them were discussing whether Young Master Lei's strategy was effective or not. Over the past few days, Ning Yi deliberately released public opinion to the people of the Zhu Village indeed had the effect of boosting morale. This included Wu Yong's defeat, their continuous release of captives, causing trouble for the other side, and the hanging of Liu Tang's head this morning, which indeed stimulated the Zhu Village side.
But the continuous casualties in the battle over the past few days had indeed brought a heavy blow to the people of the Zhu Village. They were not a regular army. Even if they were usually tough, under such a serious threat of death, they were still under great pressure. The publicity about Young Master Lei might have brought about a glimmer of hope. As for the inner foundation of everyone's resistance, it was actually the fierceness of the Liangshan people in the early days.
Before this, Liangshan had almost never thought that Dulong Gang would not be able to be conquered. Under such psychological influence, everyone fought to their heart's content and treated the entire battle as a training exercise.
For the Zhu Village and the Hu Village, the Liangshan side fought to their heart's content. No matter how they resisted, the Zhu Village and the Hu Village were always mercilessly slaughtering. This was like a martial arts expert toying with his opponent before killing him. It didn't matter if you fought desperately or hysterically. I'm not in a hurry. You can be angry, and then I'll kill you.
One side's attitude could always be felt by the other side. When their family and friends were killed and the Liangshan side showed no mercy, the people of Dulong Gang were forced into mourning soldiers. This was the main reason why Dulong Gang could last until now.
Of course, in the face of life and death, it didn't mean that a soldier with indignation could overcome everything. Regarding the situation in the Liangshan military camp, the Lone Dragon Gang couldn't directly see it. Even if there was a leader there who had joined the imperial court, it was still doubtful how useful he could be.
On the other hand, since the officials of the imperial court were here, why hadn't the army appeared yet? Were they using them as weapons? Of course, these thoughts were floating around as well. It was just that the entire Zhu Jia Village was still able to unite as one, so it wouldn't cause too much of a commotion.
Because of this, Ning Yi only felt that this was the moment when the situation was finally balanced. Even if there was internal strife and division in Liangshan in the future, right now, they might still face a fierce battle.
"… They're already panicking. It's very difficult for them to make such a decision. Maybe some of their leaders are ready to leave with their subordinates … To be honest, it's still impossible for them to split up on a large scale. Most of their families and property are still in Liangshan. If they want to fight, they can definitely fight. But an army that's constantly on guard against the people around them … The current Liangshan is no longer the Liangshan of three days ago. This army won't have the vigor of the noon sun. In fact, right now, they're no different from any army of the Wu dynasty. Moreover, everyone can see from the battle formation that the longer you hold out, the weaker they become. From now on, you're actually the most capable army in the vicinity of Liangshan … "
The butterfly flew over the stone wall under the sunlight. Behind the stone wall, a young man named Ning Yi was sitting there talking to the people around him. Originally, the people of Liangshan had slowed down. When other people came to ask him about the situation, he casually said something, and then the people around him began to gather.
Over the past two days, when Ning Yi talked to the people around him, this kind of situation happened many times. On the one hand, it was because his words were quite reasonable, but for the relatively simple or relatively hot-tempered villagers, there weren't many who could really understand the meaning of his words. But when Ning Yi talked, he had an imposing manner that could easily convince others. For these villagers, when they heard some new terms or compared some understandable situations with the opposite side, it seemed to be the same thing. In their hearts, their impression of this Young Master Lei was that he was high-end, magnanimous, and high-class.
His words were violent, but also persuasive. In the future, such a person would have a special title: political commissar. When Ning Yi said this, the people around him thought of it, and someone said that when the battle outside the village ended and they retreated, they already felt that the people of Liangshan weren't fighting as fiercely as before. Maybe they were already suspicious of each other.
"Naturally, they have to be suspicious and be careful … Everyone knows why the one hundred thousand people of the Wu dynasty lost to the ten thousand Liao people. It's because … the first spurt of energy, the second decline, and the third exhaustion. The most important thing for an army to fight a war is morale! From the beginning, we've been attacking their morale. They're short-sighted and think that we're playing tricks. Now that they've realized it, there's no other way. And the more they realize this, the faster they collapse. You'll see this later … Brothers, if they dare to fight this war, it'll be over tonight. They're dead meat … "
He sat under the wall, calmly peddling his opinions. Not far away, Zhu Long was patrolling on the stone wall vigilantly. On a big rock, Zhu Biao was holding a big bowl in his hand and slurping noodles. After he finished eating, he picked up his steel spear and waved it a few times, creating wind.
On the steps further away, Luan Tingyu sat quietly in the sunlight, watching a dirty little girl come over with water and wipe the blood stains and minced meat off his octagonal copper rod. When the little girl walked away, the butterfly descended from the sunlight and landed on the copper rod that had gone through hundreds of battles …
Then he looked back. In the distance behind him, three earth-shattering shouts came from the Liangshan military camp. "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"
If they didn't win this war, Liangshan would face collapse. At this time, they finally made the decision to come over from that side.
Flags fluttered. The leader was Song Jiang. At this time, he was the only one who could revive the morale of Liangshan with his reputation. The previous silence was obviously this famous "Hu Baoyi" speaking to the entire army in the military camp.
Following him was Wu Yong, the military counselor. Behind him were the leaders of Liangshan, "Little Li Guang" Hua Rong and "Black Whirlwind" Li Kui, leading the troops on both sides. Following them were "Divine Walker" Dai Zong, "Sick Guard" Yang Xiong, and "Mixed River Dragon" Li Jun.
On the road to the west, "Leopard Head" Lin Chong led the troops, "Blue Faced Beast" Yang Zhi, "Dual Spear General" Dong Ping, and "Featherless Arrow" Zhang Qing.
On the east, "Big Saber" Guan Sheng led the troops, followed by "Vagabond" Yan Qing, "Flowery Monk" Lu Zhishen, and "Desperate Saber" Shi Xiu.
On the winding roads near the Lone Dragon Mound, the elites of Liangshan Mountain had already gathered here. The illness had already flared up within them, but just as Ning Yi had said, these people's families were still in Liangshan, so they could still organize such a war. Some of the middle and small chieftains were still setting up defenses on the nearby roads, preparing to isolate the Hu Village. At this point, he could no longer choose to attack them one by one, nor did he have enough time to wait for the Hu Village to fall before attacking the Zhu Village.
The terrain in front of the Zhu Village was rugged and uneven, and there were only a few convenient places to attack. Even so, when the troops of Liangshan gathered, the densely packed soldiers still formed a large area on the hillside under the sun. All kinds of flags were unfurled, and the generals gathered together. A lineup of over ten thousand people. Compared to the Zhu Clan's three thousand villagers who were still able to fight, their military strength for this battle was five times that of the Zhu Clan. At this moment, just the pressure they gave off was enough to suffocate one's breath.
No matter what kind of atmosphere there was in the Zhu Village before, at this moment, everyone still held their breath. The villagers on the stone walls picked up their bows and gripped their spears tightly. It was a scene of solemnity.
Around Ning Yi, more than forty people, led by Wang Shanyue and the Qi brothers, gathered. They held crossbows and were fully equipped with weapons and armor. Some of them held a large shield in their hands, and most of them had a wooden or paper trumpet hanging on their waists. Zhu Biao waved his steel spear and calmly walked over from not far away.
"Brother Lei, if we win this battle, I, Zhu Biao, will go out and conquer the world with you."
"Heh, didn't you say that after the fight, your family will first marry you?"
"Marriage is a small matter. A man's ambition is to travel far and wide. He has to go out and do something big!" Zhu Biao came over. "Actually, Sanniang's temper is a little troublesome. She has been fighting since young, just like a man. I like the gentler girls in the brothel …"
"Heh, women will become gentler after marriage."
"Really?"
"Of course."
"Oh."
Luan Tingyu had also come over. "This battle will not be easy. Young Master Lei, now that you are facing Wu Yong, remember to protect yourself."
"Of course." Ning Yi pointed to the shields around him. "I am very afraid of death."
Luan Tingyu did not say anything else. He patted Zhu Biao's shoulder and walked up the stone wall.
A heavy pressure descended on everyone's shoulders. At this moment, Ning Yi was also holding his breath and waiting. Outside the stone wall, the sound of drums could be heard from the other end of the army formation. Looking out from the stone wall, Song Jiang and Wu Yong were riding horses under the banner of enforcing justice on behalf of heaven. Under the noon sun, Wu Yong's pale face and tense nerves were covered. In order to persuade everyone to attack by force and create such an atmosphere, he had exhausted all his energy. But even though he looked powerful, at this moment, Liangshan had no way out. Just before this, he had already sent people to escort away all the captives that had been released. And at this moment, the captives of the Zhu and Hu Villages that they had captured were also being brought up.
"… Our army is currently suffering from internal problems, and the situation of the Zhu Village is not looking good. The pressure they are under is not much less than ours. Wu Yong knew that he had underestimated the evil thief over there. Next, he would not underestimate the enemy again. In fact, I have already prepared a countermeasure to deal with that side. I am only waiting for the outbreak of war on the battlefield. And now that we have begun to attack, we can also attack from multiple fronts. If they can use the morale of the army and the people, we can also use them … "
The sound of drums stopped. Wu Yong raised his head and looked coldly at the stone wall over there, looking for his opponent. Song Jiang spurred his horse and took a step forward, raising the tense atmosphere to a high point. "I am waiting for the heroes of Liangshan …"
When the battle reached the most tense stage, on one hand, one would speak to warn, encourage, or hypocritically persuade the other to surrender. This was the usual method of attacking each other. To be able to reach this position, Song Jiang's words also had their own momentum. When the loud and majestic words echoed on both sides of the battlefield, everyone was also listening to this call to instigate the people in the village to rebel and kill all the evil leaders. But behind the stone wall, Ning Yi, who had been quietly waiting for the situation to change, suddenly slumped his shoulders when he heard the first word. He raised his head, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.
"… How can you speak, stupid."
A moment later, Zhu Biao's shout came from the stone wall of the Zhu Village, "You are afraid!"
In the sunlight, butterflies flew into the sky.
The first battle of the Zhu Village's final battle at Lone Dragon Hill began with a shout …
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