Standing on the snowflake-covered city wall, looking at the Jurchen camp as bright as day in the dark night, and listening to the Jurchen carnival and noise from time to time in the camp, he frowned and did not speak for a long time.

In the night sky, it was pitch black, with snowflakes flakes, and I couldn't help but shake my head secretly. Sirius is nowhere to be seen, why are the Jurchens still so rampant?

Zhehu didn't go to Taiyuan for help, it's been more than two months, why is there no trace? Could it be that he had an accident on the way, or did Wang Song not save him when he saw death?

Although I was nervous in my heart, I couldn't express it. The commander of the first army, who is responsible for the safety of several cities, even if there is a change, he cannot let his subordinates be distracted and miss the major event of resisting the enemy.

It's just that if Wang Song can't come, how can the Zhejia army hold on, and how can the Zhejia family be preserved?

Fold Keqiu's heart was like numbness, and his frowning brows did not let go for a long time.

The children of the Folding Family who followed him were also silent, allowing the snowflakes to be piled up with waistbands and iron armor.

Since the Jurchen army came to Fuzhou, the city of Fuzhou has been besieged layer by layer, isolated from internal and external transportation, and it is difficult for birds to cross.

Could it be that the Zhenjia army, which has been entrenched in the northwest for hundreds of years, is about to be wiped out and cannot escape?

After a long time, he asked softly: "San Lang, how is the battle situation in the past few days, what are the casualties of the brothers, is there enough food and grass in the city, and what is the morale of the brothers?"

After a series of questions, the irritability in his heart involuntarily rose. Needless to ask, he also knows that the army has suffered heavy losses and is not optimistic.

"Father, after calculating today, our army has 1,236 killed, 1,092 seriously wounded, and countless minor injuries. The grain and grass in the city are still enough to use, but the arrows are consumed too quickly, and it is estimated that they will not last for ten days. The morale of the soldiers is useful, the fans are cruel and unkind, burning, killing and plundering, and doing all kinds of evil, and the brothers are all in their eyes. ”

Seeing his father asking, Zhi Yanshi on the side hurriedly stepped forward and replied.

Zhe Keqiu nodded, Fengzhou, Linzhou, and Fuzhou, people have lived here for generations, and they are all in-laws with each other, and their relationships are intertwined and closely connected. The so-called injury moves the whole body, and the Jin people slaughter like this will naturally arouse the common hatred of everyone.

"What is the situation in Linzhou City, is there any movement from the Xia people, and have the brothers who went out to inspect come back?"

Zhe Keqiu turned around, slowly descended the city wall, and walked down the street towards the city.

Zhi Yanshi's heart palpitated for a while, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then said hesitantly: "The brother who patrolled has returned." Linzhou City has Yang Zhizhou in charge, there are four brothers, seven brothers, ten sisters, eight sisters, although there are thousands of casualties, but the city can protect itself. Just ......"

"Just what? Manly man, don't talk too much, if you have something, talk quickly!"

Zhe Keqiu's heart sank, and his footsteps stopped. He looked at his son and frowned.

Zhi Yanshi had no choice but to bite the bullet and say: "The brother who came back said that the nineteenth brother was unfortunately killed in battle yesterday, and he didn't even find all the corpses."

Zhe Keqiu's face turned pale, his body shook a little, and his eyes were tightly closed. Zhi Yanshi and the others wanted to go up to help, but they were blocked by Zhe Keqiu.

"The general will inevitably die in battle, and this is where he ends. Wait for the opportunity to welcome the body of Nineteen Lang back and bury it on a day in Tianping Mountain. ”

Seeing that the faces of the sons and nephews were ugly, he turned pale and said: "Nineteen Lang sacrificed his life for the country and died well, and you should follow him." Since the invasion of the Jin people, there have been many deaths and injuries among the children of my family, and I will not avenge this revenge, and I will not be a man, have you all heard clearly?"

Everyone clasped their fists together and bowed: "Obey the military order!"

The early burial place of the Zhe family is in Lijiawa, the scale is smaller, it is located on the north half slope of the Gushan River, although it is said that it faces the mountain and the water, but the terrain is low and gentle, and there is no hill shape to win, which is related to the feng shui at the beginning of the Zhe family.

As for the later Tianping Mountain cemetery of the Zhe family, the situation is completely different. Tianping Mountain Cemetery is in the middle slope of Tianping Mountain, the mountain is 200 meters high, the two sides are small peaks, and the front is adjacent to the ditch water, which is like a piece of feng shui treasure land. This is also related to the increasingly sinicization of the Zhe family after a hundred years, and the choice influenced by feng shui.

As for the side branch of the Zhe clan, the burial place is in the east bank of the Yellow River, and the Fugu Zhe cemetery west of the Yellow River, far away.

In November of the seventh year of Xuanhe (1125), the Western Route Army of the Jin Army, under the leadership of the left deputy marshal Wanyan Zonghan, sent troops from Yunzhong Mansion to connect Keshuo Prefecture, Daizhou, Xinzhou, Shiling Pass and other important military towns in northern Shanxi. The younger brother of Zhe Keqiu died with the defense of Daizhou Lao County, and the other younger brother of Zhe Ke Cun was also stationed here, and escaped and died of illness after being captured, only 31 years old.

In the first year of Jingkang, the Jin people besieged Taiyuan City, and the Linfu army led by Zhe Keqiu fought fiercely with it, and thousands of elites from Jianning Village were all lost, including many children with the surname Zhe, which can be described as a heavy loss.

The children of the folded family have been following one another, sacrificing their lives for the country, and winning the hearts of the people in Fuzhou. But the price is also a lot of graves, and most of them died young.

Under the eaves on both sides of the street, they are densely packed, horizontal and vertical, and full of soldiers. Some of the soldiers were covered with dirty quilts, while others were huddled together in a few people, completely ignoring the cold, snoring and falling asleep.

The patrol soldiers saw Zhi Keqiu and others coming, and wanted to wake up the sleeping soldiers around them, but they were stopped by Zhi Keqiu reaching out and reaching out.

After days of fierce fighting, many soldiers have not slept for several days and nights. The endurance of the golden soldiers is long-lasting, and the wave after wave of wheel battles makes these Northwest men who have practiced martial arts since childhood and are accustomed to hardships also difficult to withstand and are exhausted.

After the snow today, the Jin soldiers finally called in the gold and closed the troops, the tide generally receded, and the flag died down for the time being, and everyone could sleep well.

Walking along the streets that surrounded the city, they were lined with sleeping soldiers in different positions, oblivious to the cold. The soldiers on patrol were all solemn, and their faces were gloomy.

"Look at the good things you've done!"

Zhe Keqiu coldly glanced at the children of the Zhe family who hung their heads and silenced, he looked at the snowflakes in the sky and frowned.

"Give the order to go down, take out all the bedding in the palace, and divide the soldiers into two groups, one to go back to the house to sleep, and the other to patrol outside."

It's freezing on this day, and if you freeze your body, you still have the strength to fight with the golden people.

The children of the folded family hurriedly agreed, and someone ran out of the smoke and went straight to the baggage warehouse.

Everyone entered the state office, and before they entered the backyard, they heard bursts of screams and moans from inside. It has now been turned into a huge wounded field, where thousands of wounded soldiers gather for surgery and recuperation.

"Please, military doctor, you must save my leg! I'm only seventeen, I haven't married yet, and I'm going to kill my son!"

One of the soldiers could not bear the pain in his leg and began to cry bitterly.

Many of the wounded soldiers were glazed over, looking at the crying soldiers together, their faces pale.

The military doctor looked around and said helplessly: "Brother, the bone of your leg has been broken, if you don't cut it off and treat the wound, I'm afraid your little life will be gone!"

The soldier covered his face and cried, not knowing whether it was fear or despair. The other wounded soldiers around them all looked dazed and sad.

Suddenly, a wounded soldier on a distant hospital bed pulled out a short knife from his waist, stabbed himself in the neck, and then pulled it out with force.

Blood splattered, and the wounded soldier fell backwards and fell heavily on the bed. His eyes were wide open, and he seemed very unwilling.

"Why are you doing this......

The military doctor couldn't stop it, and seeing that the soldier was angry, he shook his head slightly and left listlessly.

Several wounded soldiers covered in bandages knelt around the wounded soldiers who had committed suicide, and they all cried.

The sergeant came up, picked up the body of the suicide soldier, and walked out of the barracks. The wounded soldiers could see clearly, the wounded soldier's abdomen had rotted, blood was oozing from his left arm, and it turned out that his left arm had been broken.

The room was filled with cries and moans, and the seriously wounded were missing arms and legs. Killing on the battlefield is cruel and ruthless, and once seriously injured, it must be extremely painful.

Compared with the tragic conditions of the wounded soldiers, the environment in the ward is spacious, bright and clean. Although the military doctors were sweating profusely, they were also busy and not chaotic, cleaning and bandaging the wounds of the soldiers one by one.

In one room, steaming, Orizuki Xiu was washing and steaming cloth strips with a group of women, and drying the clean cloth strips. She was sweating profusely, but she didn't care about it.

Seeing Zhe Keqiu and others coming in, the other women in the house saluted and went out, and only the Zhe family was left in the house.

Looking at his younger brother's only bloodline, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. If it weren't for the little girl Zhiyuexiu, I don't know how many children of the Zhiyue family would say goodbye to the battlefield due to injury, or die with a whimper.

If the younger brother knows under the spring, he can also look at it.

"Yuexiu, thanks to you these days!"

Although the niece is tall and looks like an adult, she is only seventeen years old after all, and she is still a child, a bitter child without a father.

Zhe Yuexiu saluted her uncle and the cousins, and said softly: "Uncle don't be polite, this is all Yuexiu's business, and it is also my son who saves the Zhe family." I heard that the nineteenth brother died on the battlefield, and asked my uncle to take the overall situation seriously, don't be overly sad, depressed, and fall for the tricks of the Jin people. ”

Zhe Keqiu nodded, and said gloomily: "Our family, whether it is male or female, is the fate of the horse leather shroud, whether it is your nineteenth brother or your father, they are all men who stand up to the sky." This battle is related to the fate of the family for a hundred years, and my uncle will definitely be cautious, and he will not be easily beaten down by Fanzi!"

Although I don't know how long it can last, if the Jin people surround it for another two months, and the army of the Zhejia family runs out of ammunition and food, I am afraid that this Fugu Zhejia will be more auspicious!

The entire Great Song Dynasty couldn't resist the iron cavalry of the Jurchen soldiers, and how could the three states outside the river be able to resist. Is it really a catastrophe?

The envoys of the Jin people and letters were repeated, asking him to submit to him, and promised him the position of the envoy of Shaanxi Jingluo, sitting in Chang'an, and passing through one side. But he folded his family as a courtier of the Great Song Dynasty, guarded the border for the Great Song Dynasty for a hundred years, and really wanted to take refuge in the barbarians, forget his ancestors, and oppose the Great Song Dynasty, he really couldn't pass this hurdle in his heart.

Seeing that he was about to walk out of the door, Zhi Keqiu suddenly stopped, and said in a low voice: "Yuexiu, no matter if this battle ends, whether my family can be saved, your marriage contract with the Fan family in Shuzhong will be invalidated!"

Seeing that there is more than one bad luck, it is also completely let go. At this time, for the sake of face, regardless of the happiness of his niece's life, it is really a bit pedantic and selfish.

Zhe Keqiu and the others left, Zhe Yuexiu's heart was stirring, and she stood in the steaming room, staring at the wall in a daze.

Zhi Yuexiu couldn't help but think of the song that Wang Song sang on Taihang Mountain that made her heart beat:

"Sister, you boldly go forward

Go ahead

Don't look back

Since then

You erect that red embroidered building

Sprinkled with red hydrangea,

It hit me in the head

I'll have a pot with you

Red sorghum wine......"

Red sorghum wine, what the hell is that, is it really that delicious?

Did Zhehu deliver the letter, why didn't he lead the army to come?

Zheyuexiu stood at the door, looking at the snowflakes in the sky, with a lot of thoughts.