Snowflakes are starting to fall in the sky again.

Inside and outside the valley of Xia Village, the large-scale fierce battle has come to an end, and the flames and smoke are raging in the place where the original camp of the resentful army was located. The corpses and blood of men and horses poured out from the valley, and at the edge of the valley, there were also small groups of resentful soldiers who were still resisting, either besieged and slaughtered, or were throwing off their armor and kneeling in surrender, and cheers were heard from time to time in the snowy valleys and ridges.

Some of them are looting belongings from the camp that they have not had time to take away, and the people in charge of housing the wounded are coming out of the camp to give first aid to the wounded soldiers on the battlefield. The shouts of the people were noisy, the cheers of victory prevailed, and the horses galloped through the foothills, and when they stopped, the knights in black armor also took off their helmets.

There was smoke everywhere, and in the middle of the valley, the corpses of Long Wei and others were put down, wrapped in large flags, and the soldiers who walked by were saluting him.

The snow outside the valley was full of messy footprints, and the running and evacuation of tens of thousands of people had shredded the entire snowfield, and the scouts of Xia Village were also chasing after them from different directions towards the distant heaven and earth. Qin Shaoqian stood on the top of the Snow Ridge, holding a bloodstained knife in his hand, looking at the scenery in the distance. At this time, there were cheers all around, but the heat in his head had not faded, and he accepted part of what he saw, and the other part could not be fully digested.

"Send all the scouts out...... Be vigilant lest Pharmacist Guo come back...... Kill us with a rifle...... Go, go, go! Be vigilant......"

The resentful army was defeated and retreated.

Regarding the fact of today's counter-killing, from the moment everyone decided to open the camp gate and the morale of the mountains and fields boiled, as an outstanding general, he already knew it in his heart, and he was sure of it. However, when the situation was initially settled, I recalled the arrogance of the Jurchens when they went all the way south. He led the Wurui battalion to try to block the difficulty, and in the past few months, hundreds of thousands of people outside Bianliang City have been defeated in successive battles, and they have fought bloody battles like a ship-wrecked in Xia Village during this period of time...... At this time, a qiē reversal made his heart feel a little unreal......

It's been a long time to suffer. As late as last night, they didn't see much of a break or an end. However, when the time comes...... Did you get through it all of a sudden?

“…… Where is Liheng? ”

With this incident in his mind, he then recalled the decisiveness of this brother-like companion at that time. In the chaos of the battlefield, this brother who is good at planning does not have a clear grasp of every moment of the war, and sometimes he cannot clearly understand the local advantages or disadvantages, so he never interferes in the detailed decision-making. However, on this morning, if it had not been for the sudden decision he had made at that time. I'm afraid the only chance to win is just like that.

For the grasp and grasp of the overall situation and morale, Ning Yi was incomparably accurate in that moment. The depression, tragedy and even despair of the past few days, coupled with everyone's desire to give it a go before the pressure came, were compressed to the extreme at that moment. When those captives make unexpected decisions, for many generals, all they can do is wait and see. Even if he was moved in his heart, he could only hope for the next battle of the soldiers in the camp. But he unexpectedly made a building. I've got rid of all of it.

In the ensuing battle, Guo Yaoshi showed his ability to operate and control the soldiers under his command, but for Xia Village's side, victory still came quite easily. When Liu Shunren's team was wiped out in front of Xia Village, Guo Yaoshi had already begun to mobilize his descendants to retreat, and the cannon fodder who were dragged on the battlefield started a melee with the Xia Village soldiers. It was almost a one-sided massacre. And Guo Yaoshi still led the more than 10,000 main forces that could survive to evacuate after this almost ruthless strong man broke his wrist.

It is difficult to guess the change in Pharmacist Guo's mood this morning, and it must be difficult to explain what he thought when he retreated decisively. It's not that the resentful army can't fight, but the reality is as cold as this winter, Xia Village has the possibility of breaking the kettle and not dying, but the resentful army has no possibility of gambling everyone in the first war.

In his heart, he was still wary of the possibility of Pharmacist Guo returning to the horse. When Qin Shaoqian looked back, on the battlefield filled with smoke, heavy snow was falling, and in the valley where there had been fierce battles for several days, the traces of dead bodies and war were everywhere, and his eyes were full of desolation. However, at this time, the love that belongs to the victory is the first time, and it is bursting out in the crowd all over the mountains. Accompanied by cheers and laughter, there was also a faintly suppressed cry.

Qu Qing limped across the ridge, which was already at the forefront of the pursuit of the Xia Village soldiers, and some people were hugging each other and laughing, and there were tears in the laughter. He saw Mao Yishan behind a big rock, he was covered in blood, almost paralyzed in the snow, laughed for a while, I don't know why, he cried again with a long knife, cried a few times, wiped his tears, and wanted to stand up, but he held on to the stone hard, and collapsed again, sitting in the snow "haha" laughing.

Qu Qing didn't help him, he walked over from the rear. Someone bumped into him, someone came up to him, hugged him by the shoulder and said something, he laughed and punched the other in the chest, and then he walked into the nearby woods.

White snow and crimson blood were still spreading in the woods, and there were occasional corpses. He walked to a place where no one was, and the fatigue in his heart came up, and then he slowly knelt on the ground, and after a while, tears flowed out, and he opened his mouth and cried in a low voice, and so on for a while, and finally smashed into the snow with a punch, and his head hit the trunk in front of him, and he smashed his head several times, and the blood flowed out, and he bit it with his teeth, smashed and peeled it with his hands, and finally his head, hands, and mouth were covered with blood, and he hugged the tree, and his eyes were red and cried.

The man's cry is not good, distorted like a madman.

He used to be a general in the Wuwei battalion, with a team of two or three hundred people, and on the night of the sneak attack on Mu Huogang, almost all the troops were wiped out. He broke away from the brigade in a daze, survived, and inadvertently came to the side of Xia Village. People talk about the myth of the Jurchen's cruelty and invincibility, exonerating themselves, and making people feel that failure is excusable, and he originally believed so, but these days, after all, there is something different for him to see.

Nothing is invincible, but his brothers. After all, they're all dead......

He hugged the trunk of the tree, and his twisted and suppressed cry continued intermittently for a long time......

At this moment, in addition to Qu Qing, there were many people crying with laughter.

In the wounded barracks above the valley, someone closed his eyes. Listening to the voice outside, he muttered, "We won?" The thin woman who was in charge of taking care of her next to her nodded, and replied in a suppressed voice: "Yes." The wounded soldier whispered, "Ah, we have won......" and finally stopped breathing, and there was already blood on the cushion under him.

Nearby, people were still treating the wounded one after another, or collecting the corpses, and cheers were heard below. It's like in a dream.

The whole mountain, at this time, is immersed in a hearty and wine-like atmosphere, but with a little madness. Ning Yi walked up the hill quickly, and saw the woman lying on the stretcher, it was Juan'er, she had blood on her body, a bandage on her head, and one eye was swollen.

The battle under the mountain came to a time of chaos. Some of the soldiers of the resentful army, who had been divided and slaughtered, broke through the unguarded camp wall and rushed into the camp. At that time, Guo Yaoshi had already led his troops to retreat. They fought desperately, and the wounded, sick and disabled soldiers in the rear, and those with strength rose up to fight, and Juan'er was in the middle of it, and was chased and rolled down the hillside and hit her head. There were also several injuries on his body.

"It's not life-threatening, is it?"

Ning Yi first grabbed the doctor who treated Juan'er, and on the other hand, Hongti also went over and began to examine her.

"Miss Juan'er is still in good health, although she ...... this time" The doctor shook his head and said a few words, seeing Ning Yi's expression. "It's not life-threatening." ”

"Will it affect the body in the future?"

"Miss Juan'er's hand bones, if you encounter wet and cold weather in the future, I am afraid it will hurt...... Other than that......"

The doctor said a few words, and Juan Er had already opened her eyes, and one of her eyes was swollen, so she could only look at people with the other eye, and her body was injured and bleeding, and she was quite desolate: "Miss Lu...... Uncle, aunt...... I'm fine, uncle, you're not hurt, are you......"

Ning Yi walked over, held one of her hands, reached out and touched her cheek, not knowing what to say. Juan'er struggled and smiled: "Did we win?" ”

"Won." Ning Yi said, "Don't worry about this, take care of your injuries, I heard that you were injured, and I am very worried about you...... Well, it's okay, you recuperate first, and I'll come to see you after taking care of things. ”

"Hmm." Juan'er nodded, Ning Yi waved her hand to carry her away, and one of the woman's hands was still holding Ning Yi's fingers, but after a while, she finally let go. Ning Yi turned around and asked Yuwen Feidu next to him: "How many people were arrested after entering the camp?" Without waiting for him to reply, he added, "Call the people and kill them all." ”

Yuwen Feidu nodded at first, and then hesitated a little: "Owner, listen to them...... Killing prisoners ominously ......"

"Huh." Ning Yi rubbed his forehead, and after a while, he patted Yuwen Feidu's shoulder, "It doesn't matter, I'm not in the mood to think about the overall situation now, all those who come in are dead, and those outside are kept." Go ahead. ”

"Yes."

After Yuwen Feidu received the order to leave, Ning Yi stood there for a while, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief, looking back, the scattered snow flakes were not dense, but they were stretching, and they had still begun to envelop the whole world, and the atmosphere between the distant mountains and mountains seemed warm and calm for the first time in the devastation, whether it was cheering or crying, the sense of tragedy and torment that made people almost collapse finally began to dissipate temporarily.

Looking back, the fierce and torturous fighting in the past ten days really makes people feel like they are in a different world. The possibility of forcing back the resentful army in front of him was once out of reach. Hongti came from behind and took his hand: "Miss Juan'er is fine." ”

"Collect the corpses of General Long and all the other brothers first." Ning Yi said a word, but he said to the followers next to him, "Tell all the generals not to let their guard down." In the afternoon, I began to pay tribute to General Long, and in the evening I prepared a good meal, but the wine was ...... It's still a cup per person. Send someone to spread the news to the capital, and see how the battle is going over there. In addition, track down Pharmacist Guo......"

In the midst of the snow, he waved his hand, and one by one orders began to be given.

A few miles away from Xia Village, the battle between the snow fields and the scouts was still going on. The corpses of the horses and warriors lay on the snow and in the woods, and the occasional battle broke out, leaving one or two lives, and the survivors left in different directions, and soon after, interspersed again.

It was close to noon that the retreating brigade slowed down.

In the queue of demoralized people, Guo Yaoshi was riding on a horse, his face cold. No joy or anger. Along the way, his capable generals had already put the formation together again, and he paid more attention to the information brought by the scouts. Among the senior generals of the resentful army, Liu Shunren is dead, and Zhang Linghui may also be arrested or killed. The rest of the team in front of him are already his descendants, and if you calculate carefully, there are only about fifteen thousand people.

36,000 men attacked the valley with no more than half of their own number, and the other side was only some remnants of the Wu Dynasty, and in the end, their own side lost more than half. It was something he never thought would happen.

At this moment, he stopped in the snowfield and stood still. When you look around, the sky and the earth are all the same white scene, so that people can hardly tell the direction. In the past, most of their army was composed of hungry people from Liaodong, but in order to survive, they later took refuge in the Wu Dynasty for reconstruction, and the composition of them were also refugees who lost their property and land in the six states of Yanyun, and they had no foundation. I don't know where to go. When several generals came over to ask for Pharmacist Guo's orders, Pharmacist Guo's calm face changed. No one could tell what he was thinking.

Messages are still coming. After a long time, on the snowfield, Pharmacist Guo pointed in one direction: "We have to ...... Went over there. ”

The faces of the generals were stunned, but after a while, most of them paused and sighed, this afternoon. The army of the resentful army set off again, and finally, headed deeper into the wind and snow......

This day was the tenth day of December in the thirteenth year of Jinghan, and the battle of the Jurchens' southern invasion ushered in a turning point for the first time. For many troops around Bianliang at this time. The situation was astonishing, and in a short period of time, most of them received the battle reports from Xia Village one after another. And due to the fatigue after the battle, this afternoon, Xia Village's army was more just licking its wounds and consolidating its combat strength. As long as the soldiers who could still stand up, they participated in the heavy snow to pay tribute to General Long Wei and many others who died in the battle in these ten days.

When the scouts who had been released gradually returned, someone forwarded a letter to Ning Yi.

When the scout was tracking Guo Yaoshi's team, he met an old man with excellent martial arts, and the other party asked him to bring the letter back and hand it over, and several green forest people confirmed that the old man was the only surviving Fulu predecessor by Zhou Dong's side.

When the writer opened the letter, he found that it was a bloody letter.

After Ning Yi finished reading it, he stood in the snow for a while, and then threw the blood book into the fire and burned it.

It was just a small episode in the middle of the war, and it was many years before the events written in that blood letter were announced. In the evening, the scouts who had returned from the capital were waiting for another urgent message.

The Jurchens stopped their siege of the city early this morning.

The reason is that more than 20,000 troops of the Western Army led by the seed division rushed to the foot of Bianliang City and officially started a confrontation with Wanyan Zongwang, trying to threaten Zongwang from the back. In the face of such a situation, Zong Wang, who failed to attack the city, directly abandoned Bianliang City, and counterattacked the Western Army on a large scale with elite cavalry - this may be a move to vent his anger after a long attack - Bianliang City was not strong enough to go out of the city to rescue, and then outside the city, the two armies launched a tragic battle. Although the division is a veteran, he still takes the lead and fights with all his might, but after all, due to the difference in strength, when the scouts left Bianliang City in the afternoon, more than 20,000 people of the Western Army have been defeated and retreated.

Hearing such news, Qin Shaoqian, Ning Yi and others were all stunned for a long time, the Western Army is indeed famous in the eyes of ordinary people, and for many high-level Wu Dynasty, it also has combat power, but having combat power does not mean that they can resist the Jurchens head-on. In the past wars, although the Western Army led by the seed division had a certain combat strength, in the face of the Jurchens, it was still knowledgeable and interesting, and after fighting for a while, it retreated. Later, everyone was hiding on the side, and the seed master also led the army to hide, and when Guo Yaoshi went to find him alone, he only took a detour all the way, unwilling to fight hard with the other party.

Unexpectedly, when Yan Zongwang had been attacking the city for nearly twenty days, this old man was suddenly killed.

This time, he did not choose to retreat.

According to the scout's report, in this battle, the corpses outside Bianliang City were all over the field, not only the corpses of the men of the Western Army, but also achieved a lot of results under the leadership of the seed division in the face of the famous Jurchen elite cavalry before the defeat of the Western Army.

The old man's intentions were obvious, the Jurchens had failed to attack the city for 20 days, and their combat strength had already begun to decline, and the number of troops was reduced. The more than 20,000 people of the Western Army may not be able to defeat the other party, but as long as they gamble their lives and cause certain losses to the Jurchens, the Jurchen troops with huge losses may no longer be able to consider attacking the city, and the Seed Master Dao and others in the city can finally choose to force the other party......

At the same time that Ning Yi and the others were shocked by the bravery and decisiveness of the cultivator in Xia Village, in Bianliang City, the extremely tired people were cheering and crying with joy for the arrival of the Western Army. Su Wenfang came to the camp for the wounded soldiers, saw the master with messy sideburns, pale face and thin body, and told him about Xia Village.

The master looked at him for a long time with wide eyes open, and after a while, he grabbed the placket of his clothes with both hands, lowered his body slightly, and cried suppressed and violently. The thin body trembled, making a "whining" sound, like a bean sprout that was about to fall at any time, and tears fell like rain. Looking at this scene, Su Wenfang's eyes also turned red, he was running around the city for several days, and he was also described as thin, his face was full of stubble, and after a while, he left here and continued to run for the Prime Minister's Mansion.

In the imperial city, the ministers have gathered here, summing up the news from all sides, and they are all a little jubilant. And at this time, an old man named Qin Siyuan was talking about a bad thing in the hall.

This thing is...... Rescue Seed Division. (To be continued......)