"Steady …"
"Pay attention to the hook!"
"If you don't die, you'll all be my closest brothers when we return this time."
"Everyone will be rewarded with titles and benefits … so keep your spirits up and keep your lives!"
Amidst the low whistling wind, the advancing figures passed through cliffs and mountain walls. The surrendered scout named Zou Hu followed the Greenwood Tyrant Ren Hengchong, pulling on a rope as they passed through difficult terrain.
"If things go smoothly, we'll be able to use up the merits we obtain this time to confer titles on our wives and children!"
Ren Hengchong's encouragement before setting off rang out in Zou Hu's mind.
The scout battle between the Black Flag Army and the Golden Men officially began on the twenty-second of October. Two months had already passed since then. In this period of time, the group of scouts that had been mobilized from the Han army had suffered enormous casualties.
Under the encouragement of all kinds of head rewards, the elite scouts on the battlefield had initially exploded with an astonishing battle fervor. But not long after, the Chinese soldiers who cooperated with each other and calmly slaughtered through the forest gave them a head-on blow.
Camouflage clothing similar to that of the forest, surveillance personnel arranged from high vantage points, coordination between the various teams, strong crossbows that caught the concentrated fire of the enemy, increasingly hidden mines buried on the mountain paths, and even gunshots fired from who knew how far away … the small team battle tactics the enemy had specially prepared for the mountainous forest gave these elites who relied on "strange people" and their ability to pass through mountains and ridges to make a living a good lesson.
Only, the lesson fee was paid with human lives.
The ten-man team led by Zou Hu was one of the luckier ones among the small scout teams that had been ostracized. Because the area they were in charge of was relatively backward, after persisting for a month, only two of the ten people died, but they didn't gain much merit.
He came into contact with the Blood Cover Fist Ren Hengchong twice. This Greenwood Tyrant admired Zou Hu's abilities and summoned him to act together.
Ren Hengchong was an official that the Female Enlightened Master valued greatly among the various scout teams. This kind of person usually charged at the front. There were benefits, but they also faced greater danger. He originally led a troop of more than a hundred people under him, also hunting down a few Black Flag Army members' heads, the losses of his subordinates not few either. Meanwhile, an accident at the beginning of December finally greatly damaged everyone's vitality.
At that time, the Huaxia army organized a rainy night raid. After more than three hundred people gathered in the rugged mountains, they charged toward a temporary barracks on the mountain road controlled by the Female Zhenren. Perhaps it was because they had carried out a detailed investigation in the past, but in the dark, they quickly took care of the outer security points and killed their way into the muddy camp. The sudden attack on the military camp almost caused a mutiny.
If this was on flat ground, it would be almost impossible for people to gather together in the darkness of the night. However, the terrain of the mountain road prevented them from escaping. The Female Enlightened Master also reacted quickly. Two groups quickly blocked the front and back road. Although the Han army in the camp was massacred, they finally managed to hold on and drag the situation into a stalemate.
When the Black Flag Army's side saw that their plan had failed, they began to quickly retreat into the darkness. Right now, the mountain road was also difficult to travel. The Female Enlightened Master believed that it was best to bite the enemy's tail and chase them for a while. The enemy would inevitably pay a price in this type of chaotic situation. Everyone chased after them. Several hand grenades on the mountain successfully exploded in the rain, collapsing the originally slippery mountain walls and creating a mudslide. Many people were swallowed up by this.
Ren Hengchong's group suffered the greatest losses in this accident. His disciples and grand disciples were already injured, and after this incident, there were even more who lost their courage and left. There were less than twenty people left. Of Zou Hu's subordinates, only one survived.
Right now, the battle in the mountains was becoming more and more dangerous. The surviving Han scouts had already experienced the fierceness of the Black Flag Army. After entering the mountains, they no longer dared to move forward. Some requested to leave, but the Female Enlightened Master refused the scouts' request to retreat with the reason that the road was tight and they weren't allowed to retreat. On the surface, this didn't seem to be targeting them. The mountain road transportation was indeed becoming more and more difficult. Even the wounded Female Enlightened Master were currently arranged to be treated in the barracks near the frontlines.
Morale was low, and they were unable to retreat. The only thing they could rejoice about was that right now, both sides wouldn't split up. Ren Hengchong was highly skilled in martial arts. Previously, when he led more than a hundred people, he had also taken the heads of more than twenty Black Flag Army soldiers as merits. Now that there were fewer people, the merits that were distributed to each person increased instead.
However, Ren Hengchong was an energetic and charismatic person. In the following days, he incited and encouraged his subordinates to seize another wave of riches and honor, and pulled in a few more experts to join his group to "participate in the grand undertaking." He seemed to have already predicted a certain operation. After the fifteenth of the twelfth month, he received a certain definite news. In the early morning of the nineteenth day, it began to rain in the dark night. A group of twenty-seven people who were originally lying in ambush near the frontlines followed Ren Hengchong into action.
Before the operation, not many people knew what the purpose of this operation was. However, Ren Hengchong was still a leader with personal charisma after all. He was calm and domineering, meticulous and decisive. Before setting off, he promised everyone that regardless of the success or failure of this operation, it would be the last time they took action. And if the operation was successful, they would be conferred official titles in the future.
Everyone knew that they were going to do something big.
However, under Ren Hengchong's incitement, Zou Hu thought that a person should experience an adventure like this in their life.
They took a detour through the rugged mountains, avoiding the locations of several watchtowers. Right now, the weather was beautiful, overcast and rainy. Many places that would normally be discovered by hot air balloons could finally be risked to pass through. During their advance, danger occurred several times. When they passed by a cliff, Zou Hu almost fell off the cliff. In front of them, Ren Hengchong reached out a hand and grabbed him.
"Be careful, let's go back together!"
Ren Hengchong encouraged him like this.
This day, when it was noon, the sky was still dark. The mountain winds howled, and everyone stopped next to a mountain ridge. Zou Hu vaguely knew that their current position had already bypassed the Asura Field of Rainwater Creek ahead, and seemed to have arrived at the rear of the Black Flag Army's battlefield.
"Now that things have come to this, we can tell you brothers the purpose of this operation."
When Ren Hengchong spoke, everyone's hearts started thumping. That greenwood tycoon pointed ahead: "After this, ahead is the Black Flag Army's camp for treating wounded soldiers. Nearby is another camp for captives. Today, a great battle is about to unfold in Rainwater Creek. I also know that among those captives, there are people arranged to rebel and cause chaos. Our goal is in this camp for wounded soldiers. "
When he finished speaking, someone reacted: "Yeah, if the front and back are in chaos, we can take as many heads as we want once we enter the camp for wounded soldiers …"
Ren Hengchong laughed: "Haha, normally I might want to take a few more heads to claim credit, but right now, you are underestimating me, brother. I am old friends with that Ning Rentu, and arranged for people to be in the southwest for several years. Today, why would I care about a few heads? "
Someone's face suddenly paled: "Assassinate, assassinate Ning Rentu …"
When he said this, everyone's expression suddenly changed.
Ning Yi killed the king and rebelled. The names of Inner Demon and Bloody Butcher were known to the world. There were many discussions about him in the Greenwood Forest. Some people said that he was actually not good at martial arts, but more people thought that even if his martial arts were not number one in the world, he should still be one of the best grandmasters.
Back then, even Fang La couldn't kill him, and Zhou Dong had a friendship with him. He destroyed Liangshan, and Lin Zongwu suffered a great loss when he met him several times. Later, there was a rumor that he killed Lu Tuo with one move of Heaven Flipping Seal. If it wasn't for the fact that he really killed too many people, far exceeding the number of people killed by ordinary grandmasters, people would probably be more familiar with his achievements in the Greenwood Forest, and not the atrocities of regicide.
Even though there weren't many people in the Greenwood Forest who had truly seen Inner Demon in action, it was a fact that he had thwarted countless assassinations. At this time, Ren Hengchong led more than 20 people to kill Ning Yi. Even though it sounded heroic and respectable, many people had the thought of turning around and running away as soon as the other side nodded.
Fortunately, amidst the cold rain, Ren Hengchong waved his hand. "Demon King Ning is cautious by nature. Although I also want to kill him once and for all, but with so many people as examples, I won't be so reckless. This operation is not for Ning Yi, but for a little demon of the Ning Family. "
He pointed to the front. "Ning Yi's second son, Ning Ji, is only 13 years old this year. In order to train him for the past few years, Ning Yi arranged for him to help in the military medical team. I've investigated clearly. Right now, this child is in the wounded barracks ahead, and there won't be many secret guards. And I bet they won't expect that we can pass through the mountains like this and directly reach the rear. Once the front and back battle situation becomes chaotic, we can act together and capture Ning Yi's son. This will be a great merit. "
The wind blew past, but the rain was still cold. When Ren Hengchong finished speaking, he paused between each word. Everyone realized the seriousness of this matter. Their blood surged, and there was a cold feeling in their hearts.
"This matter, this matter … If we touch his son, then we'll be targeted by him from now on …" someone said in a low voice.
Someone said in a low voice. Ren Hengchong's gaze swept over, "The battle before us is one of life and death. My brothers, if Ning Yi can really make it through this battle, do you really think that there's a way out in this vast world?"
Everyone's expression changed. Some people's gazes became firm. Zou Hu clenched his teeth. "Now that things have come to this, is there any way out!"
"That's right. If the Female Immortal doesn't win, we won't have a way out either."
"The Wu dynasty is rotten to the core. They're courting death. The general trend of the world is like this, and they can't stop it in the end."
"That's right. We're a group of twenty-eight people. Look, we haven't been discovered. None of our brothers died on the way. This is the will of God."
After whispering to each other, everyone calmed down and immediately crossed the mountain ridge, avoiding the watchtower's line of sight as they walked forward. Not long after, the mountain road passed through the dark and gloomy sky, and the outline of the wounded soldiers' camp appeared not far away.
They wore the gray and black cloth as a cover and approached. Ren Hengchong took out his binoculars and hid in a hidden place to observe carefully. At this time, the battle at the front line had been going on for almost half a day. The rear was tense, but everyone's attention was on the other side of the battlefield. There were only the occasional wounded being sent to the camp. Many military doctors had already rushed to the battlefield. In the steam, Ren Hengchong found the figure he expected …
…
On the battlefield of Yu Shuixi, Qu Zhengyan, wearing a straw raincoat, climbed to the watchtower at the foothills and raised his binoculars to observe the situation on the battlefield. Occasionally, his gaze passed through the hazy sky and he calculated the time of certain things in his heart.
…
Near the winding mountain road seven miles away from Yu Shuixi, soldiers lay among the wet grass and trees one after another, hiding their figures with the help of the terrain.
Chen Tian passed by one figure after another and climbed to the front. She snatched the binoculars from the observer's hands. "How is it?"
"There's no change from what I saw before. That person is napping in the north sentry tower …"
Chen Tian watched quietly. "Although she's a Female Immortal, she seems to be weak … Hmph, she's a spoiled brat …"
The rain continued to fall between the foothills. At first glance, it seemed to be between the woods and the wasteland. People quietly waited for Chen Tian to give the expected order.
At a certain moment, the order was whispered.
"… Get ready."
…
The drizzle was bone-chilling. Such weather was not suitable for transporting the wounded. Therefore, only a small number of wounded were sent to the main camp for wounded soldiers at the rear of the battlefield.
There were not many wounded soldiers sent to the battlefield, but more than half of the doctors in the camp rushed to the battlefield. Ning Ji participated in the first aid in the morning. He saw three seriously injured scouts die in front of him.
This number was not a lot at the moment. But as things came to an end, the smell of blood on his body seemed to carry some residue of the soldiers' death, which made him feel depressed. He did not immediately go to the tent where the wounded soldiers gathered. He found a place where there was no one, dealt with all kinds of equipment stained with blood in the previous treatment, and put the steel knife, sewing needle and other things in hot water.
Before he finished washing the things, someone hurried over. There was a tense situation in the nearby camp for prisoners. The soldiers arranged there had already responded. The doctor who hurried over came to find Ning Ji to confirm his safety.
"I'm fine." Ning Ji thought for a while. "By the way, did any of the prisoners accidentally get injured or eat something wrong yesterday and were sent here?"
In the imagination of his elder brother and the advisory group, it was very dangerous for him to run close to the front line. Not only because there might be no safe escape after the front line collapsed, but if the Female Immortal knew where he was, some people might be sent to attack him.
For example, they would arrange some of the prisoners to pretend to be injured after being captured and send them to the wounded barracks for treatment. At a certain moment, these wounded and sick prisoners would take advantage of the relaxed vigilance here to attack. If they could catch Ning Yi's son, the other party was very likely to take a similar approach.
The doctor shook his head. "There was an order before. We don't care about the treatment of the prisoners for the time being. In short, we can't mix the two sides. So a few people have been sent to the prisoner barracks. "
Ning Ji nodded. When he was about to speak, there was a shout from outside. It turned out that several wounded people had been sent to the camp in front. Ning Ji was washing the equipment. He said to the doctor beside him, "You go and have a look first. I'll come after I wash the equipment."
No one was sent to the prisoner barracks, which made Ning Ji somewhat depressed. Otherwise, he could try his luck to see if there were any masters hiding among them. Thinking of this, Ning Ji looked outside through the window of the boiling room. His elder brother had said before that the defense of the camp always had flaws. The place with the biggest flaws and the place with the weakest defense was the most likely place to be chosen as the breakthrough point. With this idea in mind, he looked around the wounded barracks every morning, imagining where he would start to make trouble if he were a bad guy.
At this moment, Ning Ji frowned with some doubts.
Maybe he was wrong. He closed the window of the boiling room, turned to the wooden basin with the equipment, changed the pot of boiling water, and walked out with it.
There were people walking around everywhere in the camp, but at this time in the entire wounded barracks, there were not many people walking around in the rain. A sentry tower had been replaced. Someone came down from the nearby cliff and changed into white clothes. Ning Ji walked past two tents with the basin of boiling water in his hands. A figure came from the front.
The man reached out his hand.
Ning Ji frowned and also reached out his hand. "Big brother, help me carry it."
The basin was tilted, and the boiling water splashed on the man's chest.
The man's body was alternating between cold and hot. He seemed to have not reacted yet, but maintained a great sense of tension and did not cry out. Beside the man, two figures had already rushed forward.
Ning Ji was only thirteen years old at this time. He ate better than ordinary children and was slightly taller than his peers, but he had the face of a fourteen or fifteen year old. The two figures grabbed forward with a roar, and between their fingers and palms there was a strong wind. Ning Ji's left hand also stretched forward, grabbing two fingers of the person in front. With a pull and a pull, his body had already retreated quickly.
The two fingers of the assassin in front of him were caught, and his body had already been dragged up in the air by Ning Ji. He rotated slightly. Ning Ji's right hand hung down, holding a steel knife that was used to cut flesh and bones, and stabbed the waist of the man like lightning.
At this moment, the person who was poured boiling water was still standing, while the two people in front of him moved forward and one person retreated. The fingers of the assassin in front of him were caught, and his body was twisted so that it was spinning. One of his hands had been directly twisted to the back by the child in front of him, becoming a standard capture posture. The assassin in the back stretched out his hand to grab, and in front of him was already his companion's chest. The boy held a short knife in his hand, and directly circled around from the back, pressing it against his neck. As the boy retreated, he pulled the knife back.
His companion's blood sprayed out, splattering the head and face of the assassin who was slightly slower.
At this time, Ning Ji had already lightly taken two steps back. He turned around and directly walked into the empty supply tent at the back. In the rain in front of him, a figure fell down.
The assassin made an emergency gesture to the back, and someone suddenly exerted force from a distance, splashing muddy water as he rushed over. The two assassins who had failed pounced on the tent, and a crossbow was shot out from the tent. The assassins hurriedly dodged, and the bamboo section of the crossbow at the front part of the crossbow flew into the sky with a sharp and ear-piercing sound.
"F * ck!"
The person who had been splashed with boiling water earlier gritted his teeth and cursed. He understood the ruthlessness of the boy he was facing this time. After all, his clothes were soaked in the rain, and he was separated by a few layers. Although the boiling water was hot, it did not cause great damage. However, if the camp was alerted, the time that they could take action might only be a moment in front of them.
If they caught this child, they still had a chance to escape!
He and his companion pounced on the tent in front of them.
"Good timing!"
In the tent in front of them, a sword light slashed out like thunder. Before he could react, his whole arm flew in the air with blood.
Ning Ji, like a young tiger, rushed out!
…
Eagle Beak Rock.
The attacking and defending sides collided with each other in the rain like a flood.
The climbing figures braved the wind and rain and climbed all the way from the side to the middle of the Eagle Beak Rock. Several Jurchen scouts also frantically tried to climb up from below. Some of them raised their crossbows and tried to shoot from a short distance.
The place where the fire was lit was in a stone crack on the Eagle Beak Rock. The fuse had been buried for several days and was wrapped in special paper, so it was not wet by the rain. The person who lit the fire climbed in the wind and rain, repeatedly trying to light the match.
A Special Forces soldier hung a rope on an iron hook that was already embedded in the dark. He swung his body and walked on the rock wall with the rope, killing the Jurchen scouts who climbed up with iron claws and other objects.
The battle on the cliff was not eye-catching at this moment.
Duan Lili just glanced over there and then at the entrance of the valley behind him. He was sure that it was troublesome to retreat at this time, so he stopped thinking about it.
"Attack —"
He gave such an order.
The Eagle Beak Rock seemed to ignite a light spot. Two Special Forces soldiers tried to climb down the mountain wall and leave. The Jurchen scouts chased after them, trying to force them down to the ground. Duan Lili waved his hand in that direction. "Kill them for me."
A small team went over there to surround them.
The Eagle Beak Rock stood quietly in the rain.
Mao Yishan looked over there. Duan Lili looked at the front line of the battle.
At a certain moment, the first muffled explosion sounded in the rock mass, followed by successive muffled sounds. The muffled flames were accompanied by smoke and dust, as if a crooked line was drawn on the huge rock.
At this time, the Hua Xia army's explosive technology was still unable to use brute force to completely blow up the huge rock. They used a crack in the rock to bury the gunpowder. After the explosion, most of the people at the bottom of the valley who had not participated in the battle looked over there. Duan Lili did not turn his head. He took two deep breaths and shouted, "Attack!" The Jurchen Zhenren at the front were full of morale!
"Forget it!" Mao Yishan waved his long knife and calmed his mind. At this moment, the middle of the huge Eagle Beak Rock gradually cracked open. In a moment, the huge rock slid towards the entrance of the valley. It moved slowly at first, then with a loud bang, it fell down!
The earth shook in the rain. The huge rock carried countless fragments, forming a stone wall more than ten feet high at the entrance of the valley. The voices of the people behind could still be heard. Duan Lili said, "Tell them to climb over here!"
At the bottom of the gourd-shaped valley, nearly a thousand of Duan Lili's personal guards had already gathered there.
In front of them, 800 Black Flags led by Mao Yishan were there.
Duan Lili raised his long knife and walked towards the front line. "There are no more tricks in this battle."
For many years, the Jurchen Zhenren had never been afraid of battle.
Mao Yishan wiped his mouth and nose.
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