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Chapter 662 Beyond the Blade (2)

Chapter 662 Beyond the Blade ([-])

When the night gradually darkened, Long Hui was already dead.

His body with a broken arm was hung on the flagpole, and the body was beaten to pieces. The blood dripping from his body gradually condensed into red ice edges in the night wind.

Most of the corpses of the other generals who were hung on the flagpole were also like this.

Between the camps of Resentment Army and Xia Village, fires were also burning, reflecting everything in the night.More than a thousand captives captured by the resentful army were surrounded not far from the flagpole. Naturally, they did not have bonfires or tents. This night, they could only hug each other to keep warm. Many injured people were gradually frozen to death. up.Occasionally, in the light of the fire, soldiers of the resentful army would drag out one or a few restless captives, beat them to death or hack them to death, and the screams echoed in the night.

The defenders of Xia Village watched all this silently from afar.

Ning Yi and the others did not sleep peacefully, Qin Shaoqian discussed countermeasures with some generals in the command room, and he occasionally came out to take a walk and have a look.The fire at night is like a river flowing in later generations. On the side of the camp, the breach in the camp wall that was knocked open the day before yesterday is still being repaired and reinforced by people. See.

Juan'er went in with tea, and when she came out, she stood by Ning Yi's side.For the past few days, Xia Village has been playing outside with great joy. She is helping inside, distributing supplies, arranging for the wounded, and handling all kinds of details. She is also very busy. Many times, she has to arrange the lives of Ning Yi and others. The girl at that time was also haggard and quite tired.Ning Yi looked at her, smiled at her, and then took off his coat to put it on her, the girl took a step back and shook her head frequently.

"It's not cold, uncle, you put it on."

With her resolute look, Ning Yi no longer forced herself to say, "Rest earlier."

Juan'er nodded, looked in the direction of the Resentment Army's camp, and stood there for a moment: "My lord, is it troublesome for those people to be arrested?"

She didn't understand the significance and extent of the various changes since the war so far, but today she only knew what happened, and she also felt the mood in the camp that sank suddenly—in the atmosphere that was already tense to the extreme , which of course would not be a good thing.

Ning Yi thought for a while, and finally smiled: "It's okay, it can be settled."

The Jurchen's southward invasion was caught off guard, but things have developed to this day, and many joints can already be seen clearly.The battle of Bianliang had reached the critical point of life and death—and this only chance that could determine life and death was achieved by everyone's struggle.

In a sense, Ning Yi is not a die-hard who believes in the spirit of sacrificing for the country. He is extremely flexible in many things. If he wants to pay for the country, how much does this Wu Dynasty agree with in his heart? It's also hard to tell.However, from the initial fortification of the wall and the clearing of the field, to the later gathering of rout troops, fighting for power and looting Moutuogang, and then to defending Xia Village, the reason why he came here was simply because: this is the only way to break the situation.

He doesn't understand military affairs, and he has some understanding of the battlefield at the moment, but it's only a half-knowledge.But one thing he understands is that people who look forward and backward, always think about tricks, and know their own interests, can't do things. Many generals and ministers of the Wu Dynasty are like this, and many people are like this. In fact, it is not a good habit.When the Jurchens put their lives on the line, the people of the Wu Dynasty might not necessarily win if they put their lives on the line, but those who were unwilling to put their lives on the line would never win.

Whether it is war or work, at the highest level, betting your life is only the most basic prerequisite.

So he did everything he could, fortified the wall and cleared the country, shocked Yan Zongwang with letters, robbed Tuogang, and in the end, trapped himself here.There was no way out, and he couldn't get out of the 4000 people who had been hastily integrated. The elm guns, land mines and other things could only play the greatest role in the defensive position.If it is said that Bianliang can be held, and here, the Jurchen's reserve force can be exhausted, then the only ray of hope for the Wu Dynasty may appear-at that time, peace talks can be made.

If it was for the country, Ning Yi might have left long ago.But he stayed only to do what was at hand, because only in this way could things be successful.

But war is war after all. At this point in the development of the situation, Ning Yi has re-examined the situation in front of him countless times. The seemingly evenly matched stalemate and the will of the army stretched into a string seem to be stalemate. In fact, at the next moment, who collapsed No surprise.And the most likely ones for this to happen are Xia Village's defenders after all.Whether it is Ning Yi or Qin Shaoqian, it is impossible to accurately estimate how far the morale of the more than 4000 people can last, or even how far the four thousand elite soldiers can last.On the other hand, Pharmacist Guo may have a good idea.

More than [-] people led by the general named Long Hui launched a rescue here. Knowing such an incident may boost the morale of the army, but the result of the crushing defeat is undoubtedly a blow.And when the situation developed to the current situation, once the thousands of captives were driven to attack the city, under the ebb and flow of the army's morale and numbers, what Xia Village would have to face might be the most difficult situation.

People with certain battlefield experience can probably predict the possibility in front of them.As for the people in this valley right now, although they have grown continuously during the days of fighting, they are not yet invulnerable.As Ning Yi said when dealing with Liangshan people in Zhujiazhuang, you may not retreat, will the people around you have such confidence, do you have such confidence in the people around you.Anyone who realizes this will inevitably lose morale.

Ning Yi failed to explain these things clearly to Juan'er, but when she left, he looked at the girl's back with complicated emotions.As in every life-and-death juncture in the past, he has overcome many hurdles, but before a hurdle, he has actually thought about whether this will be the last...

He closed his eyes and recalled for a moment the figures of Su Tan'er, Yun Zhu, Yuan Jin'er, Xiao Chan, and the woman named after watermelon far away in the sky, and a little bit more. things related to them.After a while, he sighed and turned back.

Below the camp, when Mao Yishan returned to the slightly warmer hut, he saw Qu Qing sharpening his knife.No one else in the shack has returned.

"Damn...I wish I could eat those people..."

The screams from the resentment army camp could be faintly heard, no one spoke in the hut, only the sound of sharpening knives, Mao Yishan sat there, silent for a moment, looking at Qu Qing.

"Brother Qu, will tomorrow... be troublesome?"

Because Qu Qing was injured, he had been lying down for the past two days, and during the time Mao Yishan had known him, he had never seen him show such a serious expression, at least when he was not fighting, he Just rest and sleep soundly, never sharpen the knife at night.

Qu Qing didn't answer directly, but just grinded quietly for a while, and after a while, he touched the blade and exhaled white air from his mouth.

"I'm afraid it's not easy, so you should grind it out too."

He threw the whetstone over.

Mao Yishan caught the stone, stood there for a while, and when he sat on the edge of the bed and turned his head to look, through the gap in the shed, there seemed to be a faint light of the moon in the sky.

The long night passed.

When the sky was getting dark, the camps on both sides were already moving...

"Get them up—"

With long whips and shouts, the horses galloped between the camps.The gathered thousands of captives have already begun to be chased away. Since they were captured yesterday, they haven’t had a drop of water in them. Those who can still stand up after the cold night are already very weak, and some of them are lying down. On the ground, there is no way to get up again.

The few corpses hanging from the flagpole in front of them have been frozen into miserable ice sculptures after this icy night, with flesh and blood in the ice edges.

"Let them get up! Let them go! Those who can't get up, give me a knife—"

The resentful army had already lined up, and the waving whips came from behind the captives, forcing them to move forward.Behind the camp wall of Xia Village in the distance ahead, a series of figures stretched out, all looking at this side.

He Can gritted his teeth and began to cry.

He was one of the more than a thousand captives, and he was originally a soldier under Long Hui's command. When the resentful army came to kill him yesterday, the number of Long Hui's men escaped was the least.This has something to do with Long Hui's death battle, but the most important thing is because the defeat happened too fast, they were a step slower, and then they were surrounded.In the end, perhaps few of these soldiers died in battle, and most of them were surrounded by the resentful army and surrendered.

Long Hui was killed to the point of exhaustion, and was caught after one of his hands was cut off. He Can was not familiar with this superior officer, but during the subsequent transfer, he saw this superior officer tied up with a rope and dragged behind a horse. Running, there were also members of the resentment army chasing him and beating him all the way. Later, he was tied to the flagpole and whipped to death.He couldn't tell what was going on in his mind, but something had become obvious, and he knew that he was going to die.

Just like this, with the support of the people around him, he walked past the flagpoles crying, and when he passed by Long Hui, he took a look.The frozen corpse was extremely desolate. When the resentful soldiers beat it to the end, the corpse was completely unrecognizable, the eyes had been punched out, and the flesh was bloody. Only his mouth was still open, as if he was talking about something. He looked at it. After one glance, I dare not look at it again.

The wind howled over the valley.In the valley, the atmosphere was so tense that it almost froze. Tens of thousands of people confronted each other, and the distance between the two sides was constantly shortening as the group of prisoners moved forward.In front of the resentment army, Guo Yaoshi rode his horse and stood upright, waiting for the reaction from the other side. On the platform in Xia Village, Ning Yi, Qin Shaoqian and others were also watching all this in awe, and a small number of generals and messengers walked through the crowd .A little later, the archers had set their last arrows.

Time seems to flow by in front of everyone's eyes.

The accident happened where not many people expected it.

On the entire battle formation, the area where more than a thousand captives were being driven forward was the only noisy place, mainly from the shouting and cursing of the resentful soldiers in the rear. The soldiers who could no longer get up from the ground were mended with swords. Some of these people were already dead, and some of them were still alive. They were all killed by this knife, and the bloody smell permeated as usual.

He Can felt his hands being pulled.It was the tall companion who had been walking beside him, who suddenly stopped.

After these soldiers were captured, all their knives and guns were confiscated, and they were not provided with water and food. But in terms of other measures, they were nothing more than being bound by a long rope. Such restraints have limited impact on soldiers. It's just that many people no longer dare to resist.

He Can heard the tall man say, "I'm not leaving."

Then, a sad voice came from the front side: "Don't go forward!"

The horse galloped past, and then there was a flash of swords, someone fell down, and the resentful knight shouted: "Go! Whoever dares to stop will die—"

A large number of people were still moving forward, He Can heard the sound of bows and arrows, the arrows shot over, and the tall man fell down: "Go—"

During that roar, another voice suddenly sounded, this time, the voice became louder and louder: "Brothers, our brothers are ahead! They have fought so hard, we can't help you, don't talk about it on the hind legs—"

After this burst of shouting, chaos and massacres began. The soldiers of the resentful army advanced from the rear, and their entire main formation had already begun to push forward. Some prisoners were still moving forward, and some rushed to the rear, pulling and falling Deaths and deaths began to become more frequent. He Can walked unsteadily in the crowd. Not far away, tall flagpoles and dead bodies were also shaking in his field of vision.

At the moment when the chaos happened, Guo Yaoshi gave the order to push forward. Xia Cun and Ning Yi ran a few steps and climbed up to the watchtower next to the platform. The next moment, he shouted a few words towards the bottom. Qin Shaoqian was slightly taken aback, and then , also waved abruptly.On the horse not far away, Yue Fei raised his spear.

On the edge of the camp, Mao Yishan stood behind the camp wall, watching the killing from a distance, his hand holding the knife was shaking, and his teeth were biting so painfully, a large number of prisoners stopped moving forward in that position, Some cried and shouted, and squeezed past the butcher's knife behind them.However, all of this is unthinkable. Once they approach the camp, the archers on their side can only shoot them.And at this moment, he saw the war horse galloping away from the side and rear.

There was a voice.

"The whole army is in formation, ready to—"

"You see—" someone shouted from the watchtower.

Countless soldiers who sent orders raised their flags and rode their horses and galloped!

"That's our compatriots, they are being slaughtered by those bastards! What are we going to-"

"Those bastards from the North! Come to our place! Kill our family! Steal our stuff! Here you go, folks! There's no more way—"

Mao Yishan listened to the sound, felt the movement of the whole valley, and suddenly understood something. He was dragging the knife, his hands were trembling, and he smiled at his companion next to him with red eyes: "Hahaha...hahaha ..." The laughter was exciting and weird, perhaps this was a moment that Mao Yishan had never had in his life, before this, he had never had that moment where he was so fanatical to kill the enemy.When the captives were driven over, he knew in his heart that he could only stick to his side, but at this moment, the people above had already made the opposite decision.

Above, the huge handsome flag waving in the wind has already begun to move.

He Can staggered towards the resentful soldiers wielding knives. He was one of the survivors of this battle. When the long knife cut off his arm, he fainted. At that moment, his heart What I thought was: I am the same as General Long.

On that battlefield before, when everyone was surrounded by resentful cavalry, the bloodied general shouted in despair: "We lost, we lost...don't be used..." He Vaguely, I heard it.

The moment before he lost consciousness, he heard a sound like a flash flood and an earthquake behind him.

All the wooden doors of the Xiacun camp opened suddenly, and on one section, the soldiers pushed against the broken wall.At this moment, all their weaknesses are being exposed.Guo Yaoshi's horse stopped for a while, and he raised his hand, wanting to give an order.

"Just today! Right here! They don't have to think about going back! Everyone—"

The voice was faint like thunder: "We ate them—"

On the east side of the camp, Yue Fei stepped out of the camp gate with a dull, bloodthirsty light on the blade of his spear.

In the southeast of the camp, a general named He Zhicheng stepped onto the top of the wall. He drew out his long knife, threw away the scabbard, turned his head, and said, "Kill!"

At the main entrance, swords and shields are arrayed, and the general in front immediately said: "Ready!"

Pang Liu'an commanded the soldiers under his command to push down the camp wall. There were piled corpses outside the camp wall. He stepped over the corpses. Someone came out from the breach in the rear, and someone climbed over the wall and spread out.

To the west, Liu Chengzong shouted: "Kill—"

"kill!!!!!!"

The roaring sound was like a flood bursting a bank, shaking the entire mountain in an instant, the clouds in the sky solidified, and tens of thousands of troops faced each other on the spreading front.Chang Shengjun hesitated for a moment, but Xia Village's defenders rushed towards them with a thunderous momentum.

On this day, more than 8000 people in the entire valley finally completed their transformation.At least at this moment, when Mao Yishan clenched the long knife tightly and rushed towards the enemy with red eyes, it was already something beyond the edge of the knife that decided the outcome.

Arrows flew feebly across the sky, and soon after, the two armies collided in the most savage manner...

　I hope I have expressed the meaning of this topic clearly.

(End of this chapter)