The smell of smoke and blood filled his mouth and nose. That uncomfortable feeling was hard to get used to for a lifetime.
After the sound of "the bastards retreated" was heard, Mao Yishan took his shield and ran towards the north side of the mountain. The sounds of fighting continued on the mountainside, but not long after, the sound of the enemy temporarily retreating could be heard.
"Search the bodies! Pick up all their fire bombs for me! "
Mao Yishan ordered in a hoarse voice as he went to the big rock at the highest point, "How many cannons are left?"
"Three small ones."
"Drag them to the north. If the enemy rushes forward, focus fire on the opening guarded by Lei Changshi! Make sure they can't form a formation! "
"Give as many fire bombs as possible to the south! Little Xue! Choose a good position to throw the fire bombs of the golden dog. They are quite powerful from top to bottom. Gather our grenades and see how many we have left! "
"Count the people around each platoon and platoon —"
"First aid — wrap them up first —"
While shouting, he looked down the mountain with binoculars. The nearby valleys and foothills were filled with the Female Enlightened Beings' troops and horses. The hot air balloon rose in the sky. Seeing the hot air balloon, Mao Yishan frowned.
"Motherfucker —"
Since the start of the war, there had been hot air balloons on both sides for observation. In the past, during positional battles, both sides had to hang a few to guard their surroundings. But since the situation on the battlefield had become chaotic, the hot air balloon had become an obvious position marker. Whoever's hot air balloon rose would inevitably attract the attention of the scouts, and would even be attacked by a large group not long after.
Now that this group of Female Enlightened Beings dared to hang out the hot air balloon, it meant that they were determined to grasp the situation clearly and kill their team on the mountain. On the other hand, it might be because they had other plans, so they no longer cared about the taboo of hot air balloons.
In any case, it would not be a good thing for their side.
Soon after, someone came up to report that there were still 396 soldiers who could still fight.
"… In addition, the cliff on the east side is not easy to go down, so there is no way to move."
"Don't think about the east side, someone has hung a balloon in the sky."
Mao Yishan looked at the sky. It was just past noon, so the idea of staying until night to break out of the encirclement was somewhat distant. The markings on the simple map also indicated that there might not be any reinforcements that could arrive in time.
He recalled his meeting with the communications officer from the General Staff Department yesterday. The order the other party gave him was: "Arrive at White Tiger Cavern before the evening of the 23rd of February. If the opportunity permits, attack Balisu's flanks with our allies from the Second Brigade of the 1st Division." After the order was given, the staff officer also mentioned, "The main forces of Balisu and Dalai are almost at their predetermined positions. There was a speculation in the General Staff Department that they would most likely carry out a large-scale penetration in the near future and push the battle line forward. Once we pass through Thunder Hill and Palm Creek, there will be more flat land ahead. The Female Daoists will have a greater advantage when they assemble on a large scale. "
"So, if you really do encounter it, remember to be nimble. When the enemy advances, we retreat. When the enemy is tired, we disturb. If you can't handle it, don't force yourself. "
These words were said yesterday, and the staff officer estimated that it might happen in a few days. But today, when Mao Yishan led his team to penetrate, they encountered an unexpected large force.
After Yu Yuxi killed Xie Lili, Mao Yishan's regiment had not been replenished with many people. After several batches of new soldiers and fighting for two months, the number of members had been hovering around 400. The Female Daoists in front of them might have exceeded 2,000. As soon as the scouts exchanged blows, Mao Yishan retreated to the side. Who knew that in the process of retreating, he would be blocked by another Female Daoist unit that came diagonally from the side?
From the reaction of the other party, this could be considered an extremely coincidental accident. But in any case, more than 400 people were surrounded on the mountain and attacked for nearly two hours. The other party organized a few waves of attacks, but they were eventually beaten back.
After surrounding this team of more than 400 people, the Jin Kingdom army below also became a little excited. Even the hot air balloons rose up to prevent them from escaping. For Mao Yishan, this was also an experience that was difficult to not wet one's shoes when walking by the river.
Due to the loss of Huangming County at the beginning of the first month, Mao Yishan was quickly recalled to the frontline after the Spring Festival, so he escaped the planned propaganda plan. He led his team to persist in Yu Yuxi until the end of the first month. Then, they retreated under the cover of the heavy fog. Then, they began a pleasant journey of continuously bullying the enemy's weaker troops.
This was an accurate capture of the lone Jin Kingdom troops with the support of the elite scout network. In the first half of the second month, Mao Yishan had fought four battles. One was an ambush, and the other two were victories in a single charge. Mao Yishan had even killed one of the few Han generals left in the Jurchen army. In the last battle, he fled with his tail between his legs, but it was not difficult.
In the fifth battle, he was blocked in the middle.
"The enemy is coming up again —"
Shouts rang out.
"Damn it, my new coat is ruined!"
Mao Yishan cursed in a low voice. His beautiful, light, and warm military coat was given to him by Ning Yi. When the enemy first charged, Mao Yishan did not go up, but the second charge was serious. Mao Yishan went up with his sword and shield. His coat was stained with blood, and half of it was scarlet. Thinking of it now, he felt very distressed. He took off his coat and carefully placed it on the ground, then picked up his weapon and moved forward.
"Pay attention to the situation. If there is a chance, let's break through to the south. I think the bastards in the south are weaker."
When the battalion commander under him came over, Mao Yishan said this. The battalion commander nodded and laughed. "Commander, if we want to break through, you, you let me wear your coat. You're too eye-catching. I'll help you wear it to attract … the attention of the golden dogs."
"Do I have to come back after you wear it?"
"Regiment Commander, you're not … not generous …"
"Get lost."
The sound of shouting and killing spread.
*****
The sun hanging in the sky gradually moved to the west, but it did not have as much of a presence as the thick smoke drifting over the mountains.
The stones were gradually stained red with blood, and the smoke of the explosion also bloomed. The afternoon passed into the evening. The Huaxia Army on the hilltop attempted to break through twice, but in the end it was to no avail. He had experienced more than ten charges.
Gritting his teeth, Mao Yishan's body crawled in the black smoke. The tearing pain was coming from his right arm and the right side of his face — in fact, this feeling was not accurate. There were several wounds on his body, and his eyes were bleeding. His ears were ringing, and he could not hear anything. When he moved his palm to his face, he found that half of his ear was bloody.
"Ah —"
He roared like a wild beast, and his voice seemed to have come from a nearby mountain. There were other sounds amidst the smoke. On the grassy slope not far away, there was a Hua Xia soldier whose body had been dyed black by the explosion of gunpowder. One of his legs was broken, and blood was flowing out. Half of his body and half of his face were covered in various abrasions. Mao Yishan saw his hands waving, and then he heard a scream that seemed to be very far away.
The enemy had just launched a charge, and Mao Yishan led his team to beat them back with a fierce offensive, but the Female Enlightened Master's fire and thunder still caused some damage. The enemy had just retreated, and the surrounding people were also looking for him. Mao Yishan rushed to the wounded soldier and tried to pick him up. The wounded soldier's face was extremely twisted.
Mao Yishan's head was still ringing, and the shouting sounded distant, mournful and chaotic. He knew it was the cry of his comrade in front of him. The other party reached out and grabbed his clothes. Mao Yishan saw that his blood-red eyes were bulging out, and his mouth was red. The flesh on his face that had been affected by the shrapnel was also red.
"Give me a quick death —"
Mao Yishan tried to drag the man up, but he only understood the other party's words after listening twice. The words temporarily drained his strength. He fell to the ground and looked up through the smoke. After a while, he waved his hand and punched himself in the head, then approached the wounded soldier.
"What else do you want to say!?"
"Ah —" The wounded soldier was shouting.
"What else do you want to say —"
"Commander, give me a quick death —"
"Okay —"
Mao Yishan shouted. He looked at the wounded soldier, who had been shouting in pain, and also looked at him with his teeth clenched, his body trembling. After looking at each other for a second, Mao Yishan drew his saber.
He then stood up from the smoke and walked back. Someone followed him. Then, a medical member from the group came up to check Mao Yishan's injury and treat his ear. Mao Yishan sat down on a big rock on the mountain. He looked around and tried to make arrangements. On the other hand, his body was trembling in pain.
"Twelve retreats —" The battalion commander ran over and said. Mao Yishan looked at him while trembling. The battalion commander was stunned for a moment and shouted again. Mao Yishan nodded.
"There might not be reinforcements!"
"Until night! Tell me — maybe there's a way! "
"The bastard might have recognized us!"
"What?"
"He knows I killed Xie Lili —"
"… Oh." The battalion commander thought for a while. "Commander, I'll wear your clothes at night …"
"Don't even think about it —"
"Stingy —"
Both of them shouted.
The enemy's thirteenth charge came.
The fierce battle continued. More than half of the soldiers on the mountain had been killed, and the rest were mostly wounded. Mao Yishan knew that reinforcements might not come. This time, they must have encountered a large-scale attack by the Female Zhenren. The main forces of several divisions would focus their counterattacks on a few key positions. If the Golden Dog wanted to gain territory, they would make him pay.
On his side, the scouts couldn't come, and the reinforcements nearby might not be able to make it. According to yesterday's orders, they should have already gone in the direction of White Tiger Cave. He was caught. If he wasn't unlucky, he should have run away and returned to the team.
In every battle, there would inevitably be one or two such unlucky guys.
He remembered the scene when he went back to meet his wife and children at the end of the year. The other people in the army didn't receive such good treatment. They didn't even have the chance to go back and say goodbye to their families. But this was also good. Maybe because of the journey, he felt … quite reluctant to leave.
His eyes were wet for a moment. He clenched his teeth, swallowed the pain in his ears and head, and then moved forward with his knife.
Suddenly, at the most intense moment of this round of killing, a sudden change occurred — — —
*****
On the 23rd of February, one of the troops that blocked the way of Mao Yishan's regiment was an elite troop made up of Han people from Liaodong. The general of the troop was called Yin Han, and there were more than 1,500 people under him.
On the other side of the mountain, there were two groups of nearly 3,000 Jin soldiers.
The resistance of more than 400 Huaxia soldiers on the mountain was quite tenacious, which was not unexpected by the two attackers. First, the terrain of the mountain was relatively narrow, and it was difficult to break through in a short time. Second, not long after the battle broke out, people recognized the designation of the Huaxia soldiers on the mountain. Other Female Zhenren might not understand it, but after the Huaxia army killed Xie Lili, there was a certain amount of publicity, so some of the Jin soldiers also recognized it.
This was a great credit, and they had to take it.
After making this plan, the besiegers chose to completely block the way around the mountain, and then gradually increased the intensity of their attacks.
They carried out more than ten attacks in succession. On the 13th attack, Yin Han revealed a flaw.
His flaw was not facing the mountain.
…
On the other side of the mountain, Zheng Qiming, Ning Ji, and more than 20 other people rushed here. They had been squatting in the bushes for almost an hour.
At first, there were only about a dozen of them, but since early this morning, they encountered the advancing Female Zhenren troops. After that, this team, which was still carrying the wounded, fled, and played hide-and-seek with the Female Zhenren scouts. Halfway through, they met up with a scout team of seven people, until they found the fierce battle on the mountain in the afternoon.
"What's going on with the Female Zhenren?"
"Something big must be happening."
"Why do we keep running into each other today …"
"We're too far ahead …"
"The Female Zhenren has a conspiracy …"
Along the way, they talked about it, and only stopped when they encountered the battlefield. They counted the number of people around them, knowing that this was an extreme risk. Some of the members also had concerns about Ning Ji's existence, but Ning Ji resolutely participated.
"When it comes to killing people, I won't be a burden to everyone, right? There are only a few people, and one more means one more chance. Look at the mountain, and saving people is the most important, right? "
The opportunity presented itself on this day at a quarter past five (half past four in the afternoon). Yin Han's slightly weaker back was exposed in front of this small team.
"Kill."
Everyone crawled out.
Even though this was the weakest point of the army, the number of people at Yin Han's side was still greater than Ning Ji's small team. But this was the best opportunity.
At this moment, whether it was Ning Ji at the foot of the mountain or Mao Yishan on the mountain, they were all completely focused on fighting for the dozens or even hundreds of lives in front of them. Not many people realized that what they were experiencing right now was the beginning of the greatest change in the southwest campaign.
At noon, in Zizhou, Ning Yi had already received news that the Female Zhenren was making a large-scale move. The enemy headquarters had immediately gathered their forces to meet the enemy's lines of soldiers.
Ning Yi did not comment on this news. He had faintly sensed some things a few days ago, and even earlier, he knew that there would inevitably be a time when some things would be fully activated. On this day, he had already made preparations for some things.
In Zizhou City, a small number of troops were gathering, and some things were being moved out of the military warehouse.
The line between Leigang and Palm Creek was an invisible line in front of Zizhou City. After crossing this line, the mountains and forests would begin to decrease, and the terrain suitable for the large army to move would begin to appear. The Female Zhenren would regain their military superiority.
After crossing this line, they would have to return to Sword Gate Pass …
— which would be even more difficult.
Ning Yi walked towards the field where the troops were gathering.
…
Zheng Qiming and Ning Ji charged towards the army where Yin Han was.
Sniper shots rang out, and at the same time, they tried to complete the decapitation.
After a moment, someone on the mountain top noticed the change in the army's formation in the south.
Someone ran towards Mao Yishan and shouted. Mao Yishan raised his binoculars and took a look.
The battalion commander rushed past him. "Quick! Break out — "
"The first battalion … the third battalion, all of them! The south — charge — "
On the other side of the mountain, the soldiers on the hot air balloon also noticed the change on this side, and the Female Zhenren's army frantically gathered.
"Second company of the second battalion! Follow me to the rear — "
"Charge —"
Mao Yishan did not hesitate. The soldiers on the mountain were like fierce tigers out of the cage, fiercely charging down the mountain. Mao Yishan ran for a distance and turned around. "Hey —"
There were still soldiers rushing down beside him, and on the other side of the mountain, the Female Zhenren was rushing up frantically. On the top of the mountain, the battalion commander stood there and waved at him. In his hand, he was carrying the military coat that Mao Yishan had forgotten to put on.
The battalion commander looked at Mao Yishan as he put on his comfortable and beautiful military coat. Needless to say, after putting it on, he really did look a little cool.
"I'll cover the rear."
In this life, the battalion commander did not return the general's coat to him.
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