"Everyone, the time for the decisive battle has come."

On April 19, in Dalong Mountain, near Kang County, the moonlight in the early morning was white, shining through the window lattices of the wooden house, one by one.

There were torches burning in the wooden house, it was not big, the firelight and starlight converged, and Qin Shaoqian mobilized against the generals of the Seventh Army who had just gathered.

"It's been more than a decade." He said, "In the past ten years, the Central Plains has fallen in the flames of war, our compatriots have been bullied and slaughtered, and we are the same, we have lost our comrades-in-arms, and most of you here have also lost their relatives...... What does a loved one look like? ”

Outside the room, the soldiers of the Seventh Army of China had gathered in the bonfires one by one.

"I remember what my dad looked like." He said, "The Wu Dynasty of the year, a good place, my father was the court Zaifu, in order to guard Bianliang, offended the emperor, and finally died on the way to exile, my brother is a nerd, he guarded Taiyuan for more than a year, the court refused to send troops to save him, he was finally chopped up by the Jurchens, his head hung on the city wall, someone sent his head back...... I did not see. ”

"Mere ...... For more than ten years, I remember their appearance clearly, and I also remember the appearance of Bianliang very clearly. The brother's widow is still a little radish head now, he grew up in the Jin country, and was chopped off a finger by the Jin people. Just over a decade...... At that time, my children were walking around the city all day long, but now the children are going to be chopped off their fingers, and they can't say everything, he grew up on the Jurchen side, and he doesn't even dare to speak......

Large carts drawn by horses and mules were turned down from the mountains, and the carts were carrying iron cannons and other ordnance. In the distance, some people came and watched from the side of the mountain.

Qin Shaoqian looked at the generals with one eye.

"Some people say that if you fall behind, you will be beaten, and we will be beaten...... I remember more than ten years ago, when the Jurchens went south for the first time, I talked to Liheng on the side of the road, it seemed to be an evening - the evening of the Wu Dynasty, Liheng said that the country was already in arrears, I asked him how to pay it back, and he said to pay it back. After so many years, I don't know how many people have died, and we have been paying off the debt, and we have paid it back until now......"

The wind blew through the bonfire outside, reflecting the tall figures. There was a chilling smell in the air. Qin Shaoqian's gaze swept over everyone.

"From the summer village...... to Dong Zhiyuan...... Northwest...... To Xiaocang River...... Dayang ...... And here we are...... Our enemy, from Guo Yaoshi...... to that group of old soldiers of the imperial court...... From the Tangut people...... When I went to Lou's room, I didn't lose my ...... From the three years of Xiaocanghe to today's Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Xiyin...... How many people have stood beside you? They rushed forward with you, and fell down in the road......"

"More than 10 years ago, when we talked about the Jurchens, it was like a myth. From the river shop to the step guard, they defeated the invincible Liao people, and every time they won more with less, and our Wu Dynasty, when we heard that the Liao people were coming, we all felt a headache, not to mention the invincible Jurchen. Tong Guan led more than 100,000 people on the Northern Expedition that year, but he couldn't defeat 7,000 Liao soldiers, and spent tens of millions of taels of silver to buy four of the sixteen states of Yanyun to come back......"

He recalled that year and smiled: "Lord Tong, the person who covered the sky with one hand back then, all of us had to kneel in front of him, until Liheng killed Zhou Zhe, Tong Guan was in front, Liheng slapped him on the head, others flew up, and his head hit the steps of the Jinluan Palace, bang-"

"Back then, we knelt to look at Tong Wangye, Tong Wangye knelt to look at the emperor, the emperor knelt to look at the Liao people, and the Liao people knelt to look at the Jurchen...... Why are the Jurchens so powerful? In Xia Village back then, we didn't know what a huge gap it was when the army of one million Qin Wang in Bianliang City was defeated by Zongwang's tens of thousands of horses and several charges. Many of us have practiced martial arts all our lives, and we never imagined that the difference between people would be so great. But! Today! ”

Qin Shaoqian's voice fell like thunder: "Is there still this gap?" Between us and Wanyan Zonghan, who is afraid-"

Outside the doors and windows, the firelight is swaying, and the night wind is like a tiger's roar, passing through the mountains and mountains.

“…… Our Fifth Army has just defeated them in the southwest, Mr. Ning killed Zong Han's son, in front of them, killed Zhen Lili, killed Da Cheng, killed Yu Yu, Chen Fan killed Yinshuke in Tanzhou, and next, Yinshuke's younger brother will never be able to get out of the Sword Pavilion! These people have Han Chinese blood on their hands, and we are asking them to come back little by little—"

"The Fifth Army has been fighting against Zong Han in the most difficult environment, and the defeat has turned into victory, the Huaxia Army, their strength, has been very nervous, pull away from the speed to defend the Sword Pavilion, do not want our two armies to be together, Zong Han thinks that as long as the Sword Pavilion is separated, they are facing us here, it is the superior force, their main force is nearly 100,000, and we are only 20,000, so he wants to take advantage of the fact that the Sword Pavilion is not broken, defeat us, and finally give an explanation to this big battle......"

Killing intent flashed in the corner of his eyes: "The Jurchens are in the southwest, and they are already the generals of the defeated army, and their sharpness has been lost, but Zong Han and Xi Yin don't want to admit it." So for us, there is good news and bad news, the good news is that we are facing a bunch of defeated generals; The bad news is that the invincible army that was born out of thin air and fought for the Jurchens is no longer there......"

"Our Chinese Seventh Army has gone through many trials and tribulations to get to where it is today. Why is there such a big difference between people? We put people in this big furnace to burn, let people run on the tip of the knife, turn in the sea of blood, suffer the most hardships, go through the most difficult grinding, you have been hungry, you have survived the pressure, you have swallowed the charcoal fire, you have run through the wind and sand, and you have come here...... If it was in that year, if it was in the Foot Guard, we would have beaten Wanyan and died in front of the army......"

"But today, we can only eat some cold rice."

When he said this, his tone was not high, word by word, there was bloody depression in his mouth, the generals in the room were all sitting upright, people were clenching their fists, some people twisted their necks gently, and made a slight sound in the cold night. Qin Shaoqian paused for a moment.

"Think about the people who have come all the way, who are already dead! Think of the murderers who did all these bad things! There are 100,000 of them, and they're coming towards us! They want to take advantage of our lack of manpower! Then let them take advantage of this! We want to break their last delusions, and we want to beat the dog head of Yan Zonghan, the generalissimo of the world's soldiers and horses, into the mud! ”

"-All of them!"

The general in the room stood up.

Qin Shaoqian's gaze swept over them.

The cold moonlight outside the window was also sweeping through the mountains and mountains of this world, and some of the influences were pushed away like waves, and the generals walked towards the soldiers, mobilizing one by one, and then the scout troops began to act first, followed by the main force and baggage. The Seventh Army was different from other armies in that they did not have the fanaticism they faced, and their blood burned only in their bodies. The time for the decisive battle has arrived.

"We're going to go on the march."

The front of the army is like a big river bursting its banks, rushing up!

……

Zong Han rarely remembered the forest and the snow field anymore.

There are no four seasons in Hushui (present-day Acheng District, Harbin), and the snowfields there often make people feel that the four seasons described in the book are an illusion, and the Jurchens who grew up there do not even know where in this world there will be different seasons from their hometown.

It's a pain to know too much.

Zong Han is the eldest son of the minister of the country, although the Jurchen is a poor small tribe, but as the son of the prime minister, there will always be such and such privileges, there will be a knowledgeable shaman to tell him the truth of heaven and earth, he is fortunate to go to the south, see and enjoy the taste of summer in Liao.

It's the taste of pain.

For a while, he even felt that the Jurchens were born in such a cold and snowy place, which was a curse given to them by God. At that time, he was still young, and he was afraid of the snow, and people often went into the snow and ice, and did not come back after nightfall, and others said that he would never come back.

There were wolves and bears in the ice and snow, and people taught him how to fight, and he was not afraid of wolves and bears, he was afraid of the invincible ice and snow, the majestic, malicious colossus that filled the sky, and his steel knife and throwing spear could not damage this giant in the slightest. From a young age, the people of the tribe taught him to be a warrior, but a warrior could not harm the world, and people could not defeat the unharmed.

Even if he becomes the strongest warrior, he is still a helpless ant in front of the enemy.

It wasn't until he was twelve years old that he participated in the second winter hunt with the adults, and in the snowstorm, he was separated from the adults. The malice of the sky squeezed his body everywhere, his hands froze in the snow and ice, and his swords and guns could not give him any protection. As he went, the wind and snow were blowing, and the beast was about to swallow him up little by little.

Until the last light was left in the sky, he found a small bag of firewood piled up under a tree. It was a place where I don't know which Jurchen Orion piled up to rest temporarily, Zong Han climbed in, hid in a small space, and drank the last sip of wine he had brought with him.

The wind howled outside the pyre, and he cowered in the space, curled up in a ball.

He spent a night with the wind and snow, and at some point, the wind and snow outside stopped, and everything was quiet, and he crawled out of the room. Peeling off the snow, the time was about early in the morning, there were stars above the trees, the night sky was as clear as a wash, at that moment, it seemed that he was the only one in the whole world, and beside him was a place of refuge piled up by small pyres. He seemed to understand that heaven and earth are just heaven and earth, and heaven and earth are not giant beasts.

The next morning, he set out from this pyre, took his sword and gun, hunted a wolf in the snowfield, drank the wolf's blood, ate the meat, and found another hunter's hut before dark, and found his way.

Everything is clearly placed in front of him, there are crises between heaven and earth, but there is no malice in heaven and earth, people only need to travel between one pyre and another pyre, and they can overcome everything. Since then, he has become the best warrior of the Jurchen clan, he is keenly aware, calculates carefully, and kills bravely. From one pyre to another.

For a long time, the Jurchens lived like this in the harsh world, and excellent warriors were always good at calculating, calculating life and death.

A few years later, Ah Gu Da wanted to raise troops against Liao, Liao is a behemoth with a million army, and Ah Gu Da can lead more than 2,000 soldiers around him, everyone is afraid of the power of Liao, and their attitude is relatively conservative, but Zong Han and Ah Gu Da chose the same direction.

If this world is the enemy, then all the warriors can only sit and wait for death. But heaven and earth have no malice, no matter how powerful the dragon and elephant are, as long as it will be harmed, then there must be a way to defeat it.

Soon after, Aguta defeated the 10,000 Bohai navy with 2,500 men, beheaded Yelu Xie 10, and captured Ningjiang Prefecture, beginning the glorious journey of the following decades......

Looking back, that was forty years ago.

During this period, he rarely remembered the wind and snow that night, and he saw the feeling of the giant beast running by, and then the starlight was like water, and everything in this world accepted him gently.

Zong Han, who was sitting on the hillside, opened his eyes, and in front of him was the spreading tent, the sky was full of sparks, the warm earth, and the mountains looked completely without the slightest malice. Here, one does not have to go from one pyre to another, and does not have to look for the next hut before dark, but in the early hours of his walk here, he finally saw the howling north wind again.

If you don't calculate the distance to the next hut, people will die in the snowstorm.

Forty years ago, the boy clenched his spear, and in this world, he had seen countless spectacles, killed countless dragons and primordial images, and dyed his beard white in the wind and snow. He will also think of his companions who came together in this cold snowstorm, impeaching Libo, Yingge, Wu Yashu, Aguta, Hulugu, Zongwang, Lou Mur, and resignation...... Up to now, the figure of this Dao has been left somewhere in the wind and snow.

But the Jurchen will continue to find the next hut to hide from the wind and snow, and he will kill the behemoth in his path, sucking its blood and eating its flesh. This is the truth between heaven and earth.

On the morning of 19 April, the scouts in front of the army observed signs that the Chinese Seventh Army had turned around and tried to flee southward, but in the afternoon this judgment proved to be wrong.

But not long after, Pucha, the vanguard of the Jin army, met the enemy near Luoyang County, a hundred miles away, and the main force of the first division of the Seventh Army of China followed the Qinling Mountains all the way to the Jin army, and the two sides quickly entered the range of engagement, and launched an attack almost simultaneously.

Zong Han's troops divided the road and launched a rapid encirclement of the Seventh Army of China, hoping to fight more and less before the Jianmen Pass was broken by Ning Yi, and lay the local advantage outside the Jianmen Pass, he was the main attacker, theoretically speaking, the Seventh Army of China would try to retreat and defend as much as possible in front of four times its own strength, but no one expected that the Seventh Army pounced.

In the afternoon of this day, the Huaxia Army's charge horn sounded through the mountains and fields near Luoyang County, and the two giant beasts tore together-

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