The leaves had all fallen, and the wind blowing through the mountains carried a slight chill, announcing the arrival of winter. In the undulating mountains, the Little Cang River quietly flowed, and the waterwheel turned as usual. Children walked down the mountain path, and there were not many residents walking on the streets of the valley. Because of the deployment of the main force, the battle in the northwest continued to heat up. The training ground in the valley was empty, and the atmosphere was not lively. For the past few days, it had been quiet.
Everyone in the valley was also concerned about the development of the battle outside.
Ning Yi walked halfway up the mountain, looking down at the situation.
This was the eleventh day after the battle broke out. There was a certain delay in the news, but Ning Yi knew that the battle between the Hua Xia army and the Jurchen army had been at its most intense every day. The first decisive battle report that came not long ago surprised him, but after confirming it, he felt even more complicated.
In the previous battles, due to the intense fighting and the chaotic situation, many Hua Xia soldiers had separated from the main force. Under such circumstances, on the fourth night of the ninth month, a squad of twenty soldiers ambushed the Jurchen main force in the Xuan Jia Ao area of Qing Province while searching for the main force, and unexpectedly made a contribution. These twenty people attacked the Jurchen camp late at night, and were suspected to have killed the Jurchen Western Army's commander, Wanyan Loushi.
At first, the news was still suspicious, because the main body of the news was still in battle.
On the fourth night of the ninth month, in the early morning of the fifth month, with the surprise attack of these twenty people as the fuse, the battle in the Xuan Jia Ao area erupted to an astonishing degree. No one could have imagined such a desperate collision and entanglement. Originally, the battles in the previous nine days could not be considered easy, but the largest collision and battle had only occurred twice. On this night, the two armies launched an all-out collision for the third time.
At first, it was the Fourth Regiment of the Hua Xia army responsible for the night attack, but the Jurchen's subsequent reaction caused all the Hua Xia soldiers near the Xuan Jia Ao to be mobilized. Not long after, the situation became chaotic, and the cavalry of the Jurchen used the last of their strength to launch a large-scale charge at night. Liu Chengzong and the others once again pushed the cannons to the front.
Before this, in order to avoid the Hua Xia army's cannons, Lou Shi had been very careful with his troops. But this time, the Female Enlightened Master's attack was almost directed at the cannon array. After the initial shock, Qin Shaoqian and the others realized that the enemy's command system had failed and began to respond calmly. The craziness and valiance of the Female Enlightened Masters still displayed great destructive power on this night. After the chaotic and bitter battle ended, the Female Enlightened Masters retreated in defeat, and the number of casualties was innumerable. This became the fuse and the most intense battle in the abandoned village of the Xuan family. The corpses left behind by the two sides almost piled up into a mountain.
According to the preliminary information gathered after the battle, the matter pointed in the direction in which Wanyan Loushi had been killed by twenty soldiers in the abandoned village of the Xuan Family. Not long after, the second piece of information from the battlefield basically confirmed this matter.
There were only a few words about the battlefield. It was hard to imagine how much hardship the people on the frontlines had experienced. Ning Yi was more or less surprised that Wanyan Loushi, a war god who had dominated the battlefield for decades, had suddenly been killed, but it wasn't as if he couldn't understand it. In the previous eight or nine days of intense fighting, in every segment of the battle and clash, the Hua Xia army was already not inferior to any other army. And there were those soldiers who would return even after the bitter battle, expending all their strength to give the enemy a ruthless blow. Every one of them was not much lower than Wanyan Loushi.
But if Wanyan Loushi really had died, many things in the future would change from what he had previously predicted.
After all, it was different from the Female Zhenren's all-out attack. Fighting, dragging, talking, and fighting again was different.
After autumn, the northwest valley, after the fallen leaves were gone, the color would always appear a heavy, withered yellow and pale gray. Ning Yi chewed over these things in his heart, but was only rueful. Ever since the Female Enlightened Masters had moved south, the affairs of the world had flowed like iron. Now that the Central Plains had fallen and millions of people had migrated, no one had been able to stand alone. Since he was at the center of this maelstrom, there was no way out. Although he was rueful, he wouldn't feel afraid.
After thinking for a while, he returned to his room and replied to the information in front of him.
First, have the Takeshi members immediately spread the news of Wanyan Loushi's death.
Second, suggest that the frontlines remain cautious and guard against deceit. At the same time, if the news of Loushi's death is true, ignore any negotiations and focus all your strength on the battlefield to defeat the Female Enlightened Masters. As long as there is strength left, don't let any Enlightened Master escape. Those Enlightened Masters who don't surrender are to be exterminated in the northwest. Make them understand the strength of the Hua Xia army.
Third … …
In Jiangnan, the Female Enlightened Master's search of the mountains and seas had already begun.
*****
After the great battle at Xuan Jia Ao, the battle in the northwest did not subside because of the defeat of the Female Enlightened Masters. In the next few days, fierce battles unfolded between the various reinforcements. The Zhe family and the Zhong family had two major battles in succession. At the edge of Qing Province, various forces fought continuously.
The Female Enlightened Masters had never confirmed the news of Loushi's death to the public after reorganizing their army. However, as the various information continued to ferment, people finally gradually realized that Wanyan Loushi, the Female Enlightened Master general who had been nearly invincible his entire life on the battlefield, had indeed been killed by the Hua Xia army in a certain battle.
On the seventh day of the ninth month, Zhe Keqiu had vaguely realized this. On the ninth day of the ninth month, the Female Enlightened Masters who had lost their highest commander and the Hua Xia army engaged in a decisive battle. The Hua Xia army equipped with crossbows rose into the air in rows and dropped explosive bags into the air. At the same time, the artillery positions began to bombard the Female Enlightened Masters. After a frantic detour, the Female Enlightened Masters, under the lead of Wanyan Loushi's personal guards, launched an all-out assault on the Hua Xia army. However, for the Hua Xia army, this kind of forced attack basically did not have much meaning.
After this battle, Loushi's personal guards were nearly wiped out. The rest of the Female Enlightened Masters no longer had the will to fight. Under the leadership of General Digu, they began to flee in disorder. The Hua Xia army chased after them and killed several thousand of them. Afterwards, Han Jing led the cavalry and began to pursue the fleeing Female Enlightened Masters in the northwest.
Amidst the tide-like retreat and casualties, this was perhaps the most difficult battle the Female Enlightened Masters had ever fought since they had moved south. On the ninth day of the ninth month, after Wanyan Xiyin, who was overseeing Zhengzhou, confirmed that Loushi had died in battle, he smashed the table in his study with a single punch. When the news of the Western Army's defeat arrived, he read the calligraphy that Ning Yi had Fan Hongji bring over many times.
"Lingling is still here, who knows that Yunhan is already dead."
In these past years, Loushi's position in Zong Han's camp had been far too important. In the Female Enlightened Masters' court, he was an influential general with illustrious military achievements. He had countless merits on the battlefield and was highly skilled in martial arts. All of this had been earned with his saber and spear. Two years ago, when they attacked Puzhou, he had even led three armored soldiers to climb the walls. The four of them fought to open a gap on the walls. No one had ever imagined that he would suddenly die on the battlefield. He was almost an invincible hero.
Similarly, after receiving the news of Loushi's death and the Western Army's defeat, Wu Shu and the others in Jiangnan pressed forward with unstoppable momentum. Yin Shu could take down Mingzhou. He was originally considered a kind-hearted general. After breaking through the city, he slightly restricted his troops. When he received the news of Loushi's death, he ordered his soldiers not to hold their sabers for ten days. After that, the Female Enlightened Masters massacred in Mingzhou and then burned down the city.
"This debt is on the head of that person in the northwest," Yin Shu said.
After that, the Female Enlightened Masters of the Eastern Army massacred several cities and the Yangtze River valley was filled with corpses.
*****
Blood was still spreading. In the color of blood, he swung the things in his hands and smashed the Female Enlightened Master who was pressing down on the ground. Then, he chopped off the man's head and threw it into the air with a whoosh.
"Come on —!" he shouted.
His comrades all gathered around him. They formed a battle formation. In front of them, countless Female Enlightened Masters rushed over. Their sabers and spears stabbed at them, forcing them to retreat. When the warhorses crashed in, he brandished his saber and killed the enemies. His comrades around him were pierced one by one and chopped down. The corpses piled up like a small mountain. He also fell down. Blood gradually drowned everything …
When he opened his eyes, there was a white sky in front of him.
It took Zhuo Yongqing a long time to realize that he was not dead. He was in a room where the wounded were placed. There was someone on the bed next to him. Half of his face was wrapped in gauze, but he could vaguely see that it was Ban Long-hair Yishan.
"Hey, kid, you're awake?" Mao Yishan laughed.
It took him a while to figure out what had happened.
That night in Xuan Jia Ao, they encountered Wanyan Loushi — he killed Wanyan Loushi. When Mao Yishan told him, Zhuo Yongqing did not believe it. But not long after, Mister Ning and the others came to see him, and he knew it was true.
In the bloody battle that night in Xuan Jia Ao, there were countless casualties in the abandoned village. However, in the end, it was the Huaxia Army that had killed their way over. Their group of more than 20 people finally huddled together and rescued seven seriously injured people. Two of them had died not long ago, leaving only five people alive. They were now temporarily placed in this room.
These five people were: Zhuo Yongqing, Luo Ye, Qu Qing, Hou Wu, and Mao Yishan.
In the following period of time, the five people gradually woke up. It was winter, and it was snowing outside. They had been recuperating from their injuries for nearly two to three months. The war outside had long since ended, and the Zhe family had returned to their own territory to defend the city. With the support of the Huaxia Army, the Zhong family army's influence was growing. The Female Enlightened Masters were still killing in the Central Plains and Jiangnan, but at least the Northwest was temporarily at peace.
At this time, the five people were settled in Yanzhou City. Mister Ning, General Qin, and the others would occasionally come to see them. Luo Ye's injuries recovered the fastest, while Qu Qing's was the slowest. Three fingers on his left hand had been chopped off, and he had also suffered a knife wound on his leg. He might even limp for the rest of his life. Mao Yishan's face had been disfigured, and Hou Wu's injuries were about the same as Zhuo Yongqing's. After he recovered, there wouldn't be too many side effects. Of course, Zhuo Yongqing's hand, which had been pierced by a knife, would still occasionally hurt after it formed a scar. Or perhaps it would be inconvenient for him to do things, but this could only be considered a minor injury.
Because of the wound on his hand, Zhuo Yongqing would occasionally think of the mute girl who had died in front of him.
Because Zhuo Yongqing's family was in Yanzhou, after his injuries gradually recovered, he went back to stay for a few days. After the New Year, the five people had recovered. On this day, they went out together to celebrate their recovery. They ordered a table of noodles in a restaurant. Luo Ye said to Zhuo Yongqing, "Kid, I really envy you … You were actually the one who killed Lou Shi." However, this wasn't the first time he had said something similar.
Zhuo Yongqing was rather embarrassed. "I … I still don't know if it's …"
They poured wine on the ground to pay tribute to the souls of the dead. Not long after, Luo Ye raised his wine cup and paused for a moment. "If this is in the book, the five of us will become sworn brothers after surviving a great disaster. But doing such a thing is disrespectful to the dead, to the living, because we, the Huaxia Army, everyone … have long since been brothers. "He pursed his lips, and swirled his wine glass." Therefore, brothers and sisters, let us toast! "
Zhuo Yongqing raised his wine glass. "Cheers … Brothers."
They didn't say anything more about how special the five of them were. None of them were special, and they didn't necessarily have to band together because of this. This was disrespectful to the dead. They came from different places and gathered together, just like all the members of the Huaxia Army who were dead and still alive.
However, in the many years that followed, Zhuo Yongqing would always remember this day. No matter how many battles, separations, sufferings, struggles, cries, and even eternal parting, he would always remember the scene of him gathering together with those ordinary yet unusual people many years ago.
That was the first time he had survived a great disaster on the battlefield. The Northwest welcomed a short period of peace.
Outside the window, it was snowing heavily.
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