The first day of August.

The sky was bright, and the morning breeze was blowing in the field as always.

Wanyan Qingjue was restless and woke up early. He sat in the darkness and listened to the movement outside, the Huaxia army camp had begun to get up, the small voices of people, sometimes a shout, a faint light through the fence of the prisoner camp and the gap between the wooden house.

The footsteps of people are on the ground, squirming, and listening to them is like ants crawling. There was also the sound of turning over in this dim barracks, and most of the companions woke up, but they did not make a sound, and even the shackles brought up when they turned over at night were much less at this time.

Wanyan Qingjue remembered the scene when she was a child learning to listen to the ground in the old forest in the north. The old hunters had this ability, and so did the soldiers, and people camped at night, slept on the ground, and waited for the night, and the slightest noise within a radius of miles could wake them up. The people who are being held here today are also the elite generals of the Jurchen army, and although it is not yet dawn, the movements in the military camp not far away are like happening around them.

The soldiers of the Huaxia Army got up one after another, tidying up housekeeping, washing, and breakfast, mixed with the chaotic-sounding footsteps, there were also neat queues and chorus of voices, such movements were immersed in a large area of chaos, but slowly, those chaotic footsteps would completely become a neat sound.

Placed next to the Huaxia military camp for nearly two months, this kind of sound is the first thing they will witness every day. Such things are ordinary and monotonous, but gradually, they can understand the horror in them, for them, such steps are oppressive and gloomy.

But they are day in and day out, and today is no exception.

Wanyan Qingjue's mind follows the memory of when his father taught him to listen to the ground, as well as the scene when he saw the battle for the first time and the army for the first time - at his age, the Jurchen people are no longer Orions, it was an era of heroes who fought and won constantly, he grew up with the god of grains and fought to this day.

If you could do it again, how would you deal with such footsteps?

The caress of the morning breeze, the heavy shackles on the feet, perhaps the same thought in the minds of many in the room: they had made the most ferocious enemies tremble at their feet, and the weak Han Chinese to their knees to be slaughtered, and they were defeated, but what they did not see could no longer prevail. If I could do it again......

The sound of wheels coming in from outside the prisoner camp was accompanied by the Chinese Army's cooking squad bringing breakfast, followed by footsteps coming from outside, ordering them to get up.

The sky in the east was white, and they lined up to walk to the small central square where they dined, and not far from the barracks, the lights were gradually extinguishing with the sunrise, and the footsteps were gradually becoming neat.

The breakfast tasted good, but not plentiful, no meat. Quite a few breathed a sigh of relief. They secretly looked at the soldiers around them, and some of them knew Chinese and were sociable and even asked a word or two in private, but they found no ominous signs.

Not far away, in the barracks, there were already many queues.

……

The face with burn marks was reflected in the mirror, and it was vicious. A brush rubbed some powder and applied it upwards.

The fierce face showed embarrassment, and he turned his head back to avoid it.

"Hey, I think, a big man, don't do this......"

"Don't move, don't move, it's you who said you want to find a way, and your mother-in-law and mother-in-law are also you, Mao Yishan, can you just order!" Qu Qing took his big head and twisted it.

"I mean...... This scar on the face is ugly, for fear of scaring the children, after all, I walked in front of our group, but you ...... I'm a big man who rubs powder, and it's too unreasonable to say it......"

"What a powder, this is called disfigurement. Is it easy to understand? When Li Touhe was beaten, some of us disguised themselves as Jurchen little princes, and without much effort, they disintegrated the opponent's army of 100,000...... So this disguise is a high-level method, handed down by Brother Yan Qingyan, although we are not so proficient, but try it on your face, so that your scar is not so scary, there is still no problem~"

"I always feel like you're going to trick me......"

"We brothers have been fighting for so many years, when have I ever cheated you, hey, don't move, you can't see it at all...... You see, it's the same color as your face...... This technique doesn't mean that others can't see your scar, but the burned scar is really ugly, so make it a little less conspicuous, this technique is very advanced, and I only recently learned ......"

"Recently...... Hey, you haven't seen that little brother Yan Qingyan recently, who did you learn from...... You learned it from Yong Jinrou, isn't that still learning from a woman...... Forget it, I won't wipe it......"

"Don't move, you'll be fine right away...... This is the idiom in the different paths to the same end, it is the stone of the mountain that can attack the jade, what do you know about the soil bun...... It's going to be fine right away, hey, look at it again, isn't it much shallower, won't it scare children? ”

Mao Yishan looked at himself in the mirror: "It seems to be ...... It's almost ......."

"At first glance, it looks much better, after all, your face is burned, if you can't see it all, you can only put a piece of skin." Qu Qing took care of his own affairs and patted him on the shoulder, "Okay, there's only so much that my brother can help, you look at how evenly the powder rubs, you pay attention to the point, make sure you don't show your stuffing for a long time, of course, if you really feel awkward, you can also wipe off the ......"

Mao Yishan stared at the mirror, mother-in-law: "Otherwise, wipe it off?" What the hell am I doing......"

"It's you who said that you burned like that and went back to scare the stones, so I helped you think of a way, and I thought of a way to figure out how you are like this, how big a thing, why don't you just wipe something on your face! You have a ghost in your heart! ”

"I mainly don't want to show my face, to be honest, I don't want to go ahead, you said that my comrades-in-arms sacrificed, what is it if I go ahead and boast about my merits, I'm not Zhuo Yongqing, he is beautiful and others like to see it......"

"Okay, okay, okay, Tubaozi, I haven't seen you nervous on the battlefield, anyway, the powder helped you wipe it, and there are still things, I have to go to the meeting point first, by the way, there is something to show you first." Qu Qing scoffed at Mao Yishan's performance today, and then took out a booklet and handed it to him, "Look, it was printed in the past two days, and it will be sent out this afternoon, the merits and touching deeds of all armies and divisions in this battle are all written in it, your regiment also has it, and your name is in it, this is a name for the ages." ”

"Really? I, my name...... So what's there to write about......"

Mao Yishan glared and took the booklet called "The Meritorious Book of the Southwest Campaign of the Chinese Army". He opened and flipped through two pages, Qu Qing waved his hand and left. Mao Yishan hadn't reached his own group yet, so he wanted to say a few more words to Qu Qing, thinking that the other party had something to do, so he gave up. After Qu Qing left, he turned two pages of the book, and couldn't help but glance at himself in the mirror a few times.

He probably didn't care much about his appearance in his life, but he was somewhat resistant to showing up in front of the people, and the scar left on his face when he attacked the sword gate was still relatively conspicuous, so he couldn't help but complain a few words. He complained casually, and Qu Qing also helped him solve it casually, and by this time, the makeup had already been put on, and he was really entangled in his heart, on the one hand, he felt that the big man should not care about it, and on the other hand, he ......

“…… Seems to be ok......

He glanced in the mirror a few more times, and the burn scars, which were obvious, did look a lot lighter.

After being entangled for a moment, I saw the powder box and brush left by Qu Qing again.

Qu Qing Kung Fu is not at home, and he has only learned half of it with Brother Yan, and this scar still looks very conspicuous, otherwise I will wipe it a little more...... Anyway, I've done everything, and I don't do it......

He picked up the brush and added a little more powder to the scar on the left side of his face.

Looks...... It seems to be much better.

Mao Yishan scratched his head and walked out of the room.

Morning dawn confided that a group of soldiers were lining up in the huge barracks square, Mao Yishan gestured to the deputy regiment commander, and nearly 100 people in his regiment quickly gathered and began to line up nearby.

There was no need for everyone to participate in the military parade, and the regiment led by Mao Yishan had a total of more than 90 people, one-third of whom were still reserves. Some of the soldiers were wounded with broken hands and feet - the three with broken legs were in wheelchairs, and most of them had made meritorious contributions in this battle, and this was the first military parade after the defeat of the Jurchens, and there may be many more battles to come, but for these disabled soldiers, this may be their only chance to participate.

Mao Yishan walked to the front of the formation and counted the number of people. The sun was rising in the eastern sky, and the city was awakening in the distance.

"Although it is nothing compared to fighting with the Jurchens, today is still a big day. You all know the specific itinerary, and you will leave later, gather at the predetermined point, enter the city at three o'clock in the hour, meet with the Seventh Army, and accept the review. ”

Mao Yishan walked in front of the battle, sorted out the clothes of some soldiers, and said casually: "For today's military parade, what should be said has already been said during the exercise. Let's go out of dozens of people in a group, and walk this trip in front of everyone, long face, this is what you deserve, but according to me, it is also your blessing! Why? It is a blessing for you to be alive. ”

“…… Today is the first time that he has defeated the Jurchens, and it stands to reason that it is not yet time to enjoy happiness. In the city of Chengdu today, there are our relatives, friends from outside, and enemies with bad intentions, so they call this military parade a review, one is to let these relatives and friends see, how we usually practice, what kind of practice we have become, and second, let those troublesome mongrels see what we look like, so today's military parade is no different from fighting...... If you look at your collar, you don't have the attitude of fighting. ”

The soldiers in the ranks laughed.

“…… Only then did he defeat the Jurchens for the first time, that is to say, there were many more times in the future......"

A group of soldiers was assembling in the barracks square, and since it was not yet time to leave, the leaders of each regiment were mostly giving lectures, or letting the soldiers stand. Mao Yishan criticized the soldier whose collar was not in order, and said this casually before the battle, but he was silent, he looked at everyone with his hands behind his back, and then looked back at the situation in the entire square, lowered his head and adjusted his mood.

“…… Well, speaking of which, there's a good thing, it's a good day...... Your face will be remembered in the future, I have a book here, and I have also recorded the merits of our regiment, according to what was said over there, this is a good thing that will be remembered through the ages. Well, it's this book, it's already printed, I got it first, I'll take a look, about our group......"

Mao Yishan took out the book that Qu Qing gave him from the pocket of his military uniform, flipped through it in front of the battle, and quickly found it.

"Na, here, I wrote a few pages, although our regiment belongs to the Fifth Division, but this time it is a collective first-class merit, you see this, we are the Fifth Division's Sharp Knife Regiment, Yushuixi killed Lili, and later attacked the Sword Pavilion, all of which are great achievements. It's written here, Commander...... Deputy heads Li Qing, Gu Aliu, Li Chuan, Zhuo ...... Xiao Zhuo called this name...... There are so many of these deputy commanders...... Doesn't it seem that I'm not very authentic as a regimental leader......"

I didn't take a good look at this book before, but at this time I took it out and flipped it on the spot, and the situation was a little embarrassing, a regiment commander followed by the names of five deputy regiment commanders, and the reason was simple, four of them had already been sacrificed, and even the one who was used to being called Xiao Zhuo, the big name was too remote to pronounce it. He muttered in his mouth, his voice gradually lowered, and then he reached out and wiped his nose, the book not only recorded the achievements of Yushui Creek and Jianmen Pass, but also the records of many tragic battles along the way, but at that time, the people who were killed were made up by the newcomers, and they didn't have time to think about it, all of them were listed at this time, only to find that they had gone through so many battles.

“…… Attack on the abdomen and back...... Repelled thirteen enemy attacks...... After the second battalion commander Xu San'er broke off, he was ...... heroically When did I report his sacrifice, this grandson stole Lao Tzu's coat and didn't find it......"

"Li Qing, read it to them, there are a few words in it that I don't know!" Mao Yishan, who was muttering, suddenly shouted, and Li Qing, the deputy head of the regiment who came up, walked over, took the book and read it from the beginning, Mao Yishan stood there, with a black face, but a group of soldiers looked at him, and after a while, some people seemed to start talking to each other, and some people looked at Mao Yishan, looking like they were holding back a smile.

Mao Yishan frowned and looked back, and the other party suddenly turned into a solemn face, but the rest of the soldiers had already looked at him: "Regiment, regiment commander, ......"

"What!?"

"You, your face......"

Someone snorted.

Mao Yishan reacted, reached out and wiped his face, his hands full of powder. The burn scar on the left side of his face, also under his eye, was still stained with something wet and turned into a clump. Mao Yishan's face did not change, and he reached out and touched it hard: "Mother's Quqing!" "Turn and leave.

He strode to the pool next to the camp, took the water in his hand and washed all the powder off his face, and then walked back with a serious face. When I washed my face, my cheeks were a little hot, but now I don't recognize it.

The soldiers were still laughing, and the deputy regiment commander Li Qing was also laughing, and some of them were deliberate, and someone said: "Regiment commander, this powder is really not suitable for you." ”

"Commander, you're usually quite handsome."

"Yes, it's the kind of ...... that is different from ordinary people and very special."

"Haha......"

"That's it!" Mao Yishan shook the water in his hand, "After the burn here, I just came home and scared the child, but Qu Qing gave me a bad idea today...... As I said before, it is your blessing to be able to walk this field alive, and we are going on behalf of our group today, and it is also on behalf of the ...... Everyone, alive and dead, go! So cheer me up, no one is allowed to lose face today! ”

"Yes!" The crowd answered.

"Besides, don't get this out today......"

"Poof—"

"Stand! Positive—"

Mao Yishan shouted.

So the soldier stood abruptly, and the sound of footsteps shook the ground.

"Look to the right—"

More than 90 people shook their heads, and the queue was like a suddenly straightened steel, and with the morning light, it was sorted out......

A similar situation is happening in different places.

In the barracks north of Chengdu, Chen Hai also sorted out the military appearance for the soldiers, and in front of him was a young soldier with both hands elbows broken, and Chen Hai patted the dust on his clothes for him.

There are other disabled soldiers in the ranks, and they will leave the army after this parade, perhaps because of this, many disabled soldiers have walked the most seriously in the previous pace training.

Chen Hai inspected and sorted them out one by one, without speaking.

Liu Muxia, Niu Chengshu and others also gathered in the team.

The sun rises.

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In the city, crowds are gathering.

The news of the military parade of the Huaxia Army has already been released, saying that it is a military parade, but in fact, the whole process is the return of the Fifth Army and the Seventh Army of the Chinese Army in Chengdu. The two armies would enter through different gates, pass through part of the main street, and meet at the newly cleared "Victory Square" northwest of the Maha Pond, where there will also be a review of the Jurchen captives.

Although there is no video and live broadcast of the current military parade, the best viewing position on the side of Victory Square can only be entered by people with status and status, but the long street passing by on the way can still watch the ceremony, and even the restaurants and tea shops on both sides of the road have already communicated with the Huaxia Army, and launched services such as VIP seats for viewing the ceremony, as long as they go through a round of inspection, they can go upstairs to the best position to watch the army walk by.

The orderly procession separated most of the street for the army to march, and the other half of the road did not restrict pedestrians, but there were also staff wearing red sleeves who loudly reminded them that when the Jurchen captives passed by, it was strictly forbidden to beat people with lethal objects such as stones and iron tools, and of course, even if they beat people with mud, rotten eggs, and vegetable leaves, it was not recommended.

Some red silk and ribbons have long been hung on both sides of the road, and many saffrons tied up in silk cloth have been sold at very low prices. At this time, the various pigments in the city are still scarce, so the bright red is always the most eye-catching color, and the Huaxia army's control over the hearts of the people of Chengdu is not very firm for the time being, but as soon as the cheap little red flower is sold, many people will happily join in this carnival of supporting the army.

Yu Hezhong, Yan Daolun and others had breakfast on the side of the road, and they did not take the car at this time, but walked all the way, watching the scenery on the street.

The proposal to walk was made by Yan Daolun, and he has mixed feelings about this trip to Chengdu. Originally, as a representative of Liu Guangshi, the general policy was to obtain some trading convenience by taking the initiative to show favor to the Huaxia Army, and the current trend has not gone crooked, but in terms of details, it is not necessarily very satisfactory.

In business, even if you have made the decision to take the initiative to show goodwill, you will hope that your show of favor will have greater value to the other party. If the other parties have caused great trouble to the Huaxia Army, and their own side has also grasped some of his flaws and weaknesses, at this time, the benefits that can be obtained will be the greatest, and if the other party has not fallen into much difficulty, the show of favor here will not show such a decisive necessity.

It is for this reason that he was happy to see the turmoil on the night of July 20. If you can kill Ning Yi, of course, it is the best, even if it doesn't work, if you cause some trouble to the other party, the importance of your side will be greatly increased.

Up to now, although Huaxia Jun has given a lot of courtesies and preferential treatment to his side, Yan Daolun understands from the bottom of his heart that the courtesy when he is restrained and threatening to the other party is completely different from the current courtesy.

People-to-people exchanges seek mutual harmony and harmony, but the relationship between forces is the most reliable one in which they can threaten each other and dismantle each other. If you don't have the power to be wicked, then death is not far off.

At present, General Liu can only pose a limited threat to the Huaxia army, and his help is also limited, although the other party has given courtesy, but such courtesy is empty. This is what makes him feel complicated and tangled.

On the other hand, in recent days, Yu Hezhong's mood has become more and more disturbed.

With the promotion of the division and the help of the Huaxia Army, his position as the "mouthpiece" between the two forces of the Huaxia Army and Liu Guangshi became more and more solid, but at the same time, the initial heat in his heart gradually calmed down, and he felt that the distance between himself and the other party seemed to be increasing.

After July 20, Shishi's side was quite busy, and he only went to see each other once. Although the master still treated him kindly, throughout the negotiation process, he gradually felt the strength of the Huaxia Army and the status of the master in it.

Some things are too far away to see clearly, and you can only understand the complexity when you get closer. Just like the possible transaction between the Huaxia Army and General Liu, this is a very relevant operation, and he actually does not play much role in the middle, but in the whole negotiation process, the real power to guarantee his position basically comes from the Huaxia Army. Shi Shi opened up with the commander named Lin Qiu once, and then the Huaxia Army would basically take him over and nod his head a little, if not, how much importance could he embody in it?

When he dreams back in the middle of the night, he can also think of the problem in the middle. Especially after the turmoil on July 20, the strength of the Huaxia Army has lifted the lid in Chengdu City, and he can't help but think, if you compare it with Bianliang City back then, what kind of position is the current division in it? If you regard Ning Yi as the emperor......

At first, he thought that if he became a link between the two forces, he might be able to interact with his teacher as an equal in the future, but now he felt the distance between him and the other party more and more clearly. The detachment and kindness of his teacher made him feel that he had gained and lost.

She is such a capable and status person now...... If you really like me......

Several thoughts were intertwined in his heart, and he followed Yan Daolun through the crowd and walked all the way.

Similar to them, many people have already left their homes now, and passed through the crowd to the "Victory Square" in the morning breeze, among them, some are excited, some are novel, and some are serious-eyed and reluctantly resentful - but even these people, after all, have come all the way to Chengdu, how can they miss the "big move" of the Huaxia Army?

……

At that hour, outside Chengdu, Wan Yan Qingjue and others were shackled and put on a prisoner cart transporting prisoners — they didn't even have to walk during the parade.

……

Under the guard of Jiading and his disciples, Yang Tiehuai walked out of the gate of the Xiangwu Hall.

He was dressed neatly in a cyan long-distance run, wearing a high crown on his head, his lips were pursed, his eyes were serious, and what he was holding in his hand was the invitation letter sent to him by Huaxia Jun to watch the ceremony.

……

Birds chirped from the yard.

Qu Longjun opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of the figure coming out of the room, which startled her.

The figure came in at some point, it didn't seem to be the fat sister-in-law Gu, if she hadn't woken up by chance, she probably wouldn't have seen this scene.

Dr. Long Aotian Dragon......

Qu Longjun lay on the bed, not understanding why the other party entered his ward early in the morning, although he delivered food and medicine in recent days, but the two sides did not say a few words, he occasionally asked about her physical condition, which seemed to be an ordinary illness inquiry.

She listened to the quilt for a while, but there was no sound of footsteps outside—Fang Cai's glance was as if it were fake.

She secretly turned her head to look around, and the sun was out of the room, but it wasn't bright inside, and the small cabinet next to the bed was ...... It seemed something new, she reached over and touched it, and then took it, a book.

In the dim light, Qu Longjun, who had just woken up, looked at it several times before he could see the handwriting on the cover of the book clearly. The title of the book is not very particular, it is one of the miscellaneous books issued after the Chinese army occupied the territory, Wen Shoubin once criticized this kind of book: vulgar language, no literary style, scum in the book......

The title of the book is: Women Reach Half the Sky.

Qu Longjun shook the book several times, there was no mechanism in the book, and there was no mess mixed with it, and it smelled like ink was even new.

Why did that little god of killing put this thing next to my bed?

…… I'm not a woman.

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