"Hurry up and ......"

"Beware of ......"

"Mo blocked the wounded ......"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way—"

The chaotic sounds converged, and the soldiers poured in at the city gate blocked the road, and all kinds of smells spread, the smell of gunsmoke, scorching, blood...... In the shouts of the people, the groans of the wounded soldiers, and the neighing of the wounded horses, the picture called war is painted.

A group of guards wearing bright yellow armor came down from the city wall and joined in the work of diverting the road and the flow of people, on the side of the road, Lou Shuwan was walking briskly around the city wall, looking out from the head of the city, and the rout army stretched all the way back from the mountains.

"The convoy that ordered the grain to turn around and go out from the southwest gate, and this side can't go for the time being."

"To go southwest, you have to take a good detour......," said the accompanying official.

"Then take a detour."

"Yes."

The officer took the order and left, descending the city wall and merging into the chaotic crowd. Lou Shuwan also walked down, with a trusted guard by her side, and Shi Jin also followed all the way. In the process of walking down the city wall, Lou Shuwan quickly issued two orders, one was to control the rout in the city to rest in a fixed place and not allow it to spread to the whole city, and the other was to hope that Yu Yulin's department outside could cut off the pursuers after the rout.

After the Jin division of the family, many large clan forces led by Liao Yiren defected to the Jurchen, after returning to the Jurchen, the first thing he did was to do his best, towards Yu Yulin, Lou Shuwan and other forces that refused to surrender, the Jin King forces, who were originally able to raise more than one million troops, first faced the situation of internal strife, and behind the Han soldiers on the front line, Zong Han and Xi Yin raised troops to push all the way, overwhelming the mountains and pressing towards Weisheng.

The five lines of defense built in the north of Wasion have now broken four, Yu Yulin is fighting outside, Lou Shuwan is in Wasion on the one hand to stabilize people's hearts and internal affairs, while moving away military and civilian materials, and every day the news comes is the news of defeat and the bad news that people are dying, the corpses transported out of the seriously injured barracks every day are piled up, and the bloody breath has become clear and audible even in the majestic Tianji Palace.

“…… There is a section of the Zihe River in the west, the bridge collapsed last year, and it was not easy for horse-drawn carriages to travel during the spring flood. Let Li Hu and the pontoon team go over, and build a bridge in the water, in three days, the food of this team must be delivered, and the second batch must be rushed back...... In addition, inform He Yi ......"

The team was passing through the street, next to the group of routs moving forward, the woman in black said this, suddenly stunned, and then she took three steps and two steps to the side of the front, which made the rout team pause slightly, someone recognized her identity, and was a little frightened for a while. The woman walked up to a stretcher and recognized the bloodied face on the stretcher.

The man on the stretcher had his eyes closed, his breath was weak, not only fainted but also too weak, his lips were slightly open, trembling with pain, Lou Shuwan lifted the blood-stained white cloth covering his body, and when he saw the condition under his knees, his eyes trembled slightly, and then covered the white cloth.

“…… Broken legs, maybe he can still live, Lord Lou ......"

Shi Jin leaned over from the side and whispered to her to signal the commotion caused by the slowdown in the rear of the team, Lou Shuwan nodded, retreated to the rear, and the rolling flow of people moved forward, and after a while, pushed the man on the stretcher into the distance that was out of sight. A close confidant asked, "My lord, do you want me to ask where this person was sent?" ”

Lou Shuwan was stunned, nodded subconsciously, and then shook her head: "No...... Never mind...... Just getting to know ......"

Acquaintance, but not cordial, perhaps not important.

The middle-aged man on the stretcher was called Zeng Yuhuai, an ancient pedant who had confessed to her in the courtyard full of lantern flowers before the war last year, and he went to war with the Jurchens, and he went to war. Lou Shuwan didn't pay attention to him, thinking that a person like him would serve as a scribe in a certain army, sometimes thinking about it, maybe this pedantic pedant suddenly died somewhere, and she wouldn't know that this was war.

She never thought that Zeng Yuhuai would survive in such a war to this day, and she never thought that there would be such a glimpse between her and him. On the stretcher, Zeng Yuhuai's legs were broken at the knees, and then he was drowned by the rolling forward flow of people.

Just like the countless people who were suddenly swallowed up by the tide of war......

She clenched her fists and took a moment before she took a deep breath, swallowed the suffocating sensation that enveloped her whole body, and walked forward.

“…… Notice...... Inform He Yi, Wenshu Pavilion, I don't have time to go, the collection of books, must be loaded into the car for me tonight, and the instrument can be transported to Tianji Palace a few days later. The book collector didn't go out tonight, and I dealt with him with military law......"

This way forward, followed by a carriage, back to the Tianji Palace, a team of carriages and horses are passing through the side gate to the palace city, on these carriages and horses, part of them are loaded with the treasures collected in Jindi over the years, and some are loaded with fire oil, trees and other things, the palace officials came to report to some of the ministers to ask to see the matter, Lou Shuwan heard the name, no longer pay attention.

She and Shi Jin and others climbed the wall of Tianji Palace, the sun was setting in the sky, and the chaos inside and outside the city came into view. Many people in the city want to escape, but there are still people who are still turning over the land outside the city and farming, looking forward to this ignorant karmic fire will always release some people to live.

Under the city walls, someone came over noisily. It was the old officials who came to see before, they were highly respected, climbed the wall all the way, and when they arrived in front of Lou Shuwan, they began to explain to Lou Shuwan the importance and preciousness of those rare utensils.

“…… I brought them into the palace just to protect them. These artifacts are just collected by the Tiger King in the past, and the treasures of your family, I have not committed any crimes. Don't worry, adults......"

Lou Shuwan took out formulaic words to answer everyone, but everyone didn't buy it, some spoke on the spot to expose Lou Shuwan's lies, and some bitterly described the preciousness of these instruments, persuading Lou Shuwan to take out part of the transportation capacity and transport them away. Lou Shuwan just looked at them quietly.

"All of you are highly respected and knowledgeable, can you know the story of King Goujian of Yue and King Wu Lu?"

She was tired, leaning against the city wall, pausing slightly, but the eyes in her eyes were clear.

"Tai Shi Gong's "Historical Records. The chapter "Gou Jian, the King of Yue" contains: 'In the first year, King Wu heard that Yun often died, and he was a teacher to cut down Yue. King Goujian of Yue made the dead man challenge, three lines, to Wu Chen, and called for himself. Wu Shi looked at it, and the more he attacked Wu Shi, Wu was defeated by Mao Li. 'I don't need to tell you, do you?' ”

When she told the story, everyone looked slightly hesitant. For the meaning of the story, the present is naturally understood, this is the first battle after the succession of the Yue King Goujian, Wu Wang Lu heard that the Yue King Yunchang died, the army to crusade against Gou Jian, Gou Jian selected a team of dead soldiers, before the war, the dead soldiers out of the ranks, in front of the Wu soldiers all pulled out their swords to kill themselves, Wu soldiers saw that the Yue people were so desperate, morale for it, and finally defeated, Wu Wang Lu was also seriously injured and died in this battle.

The setting sun was red, the huge sunset seemed to be burning the whole sky, the figure of the woman in black who was holding the wall with one hand on the head of the city was thin but firm, the evening breeze blew her clothes and skirt, but the body of this dress, at this time, seemed to be like steel, standing up to the sky and the earth, unshakable.

She looked at the ministers, and they were silent for a while.

"If Zong Han comes, I won't leave him a single tile...... One of you can tell him. ”

Everyone looked at each other in horror. Then they began to express their determination to resist gold.

Under the city wall, utensils and fire-starting objects went to the palace, and only weapons and food were transported outside the palace and outside the city.

This negotiation at the head of the city naturally broke up unhappily, and everyone left the palace, and after listening to Lou Shuwan's attitude, there were actually only a few who felt unhappy. In the palace, Lou Shuwan returned to the room and asked the internal officials where Zhan Wu went, and after learning that the other party was not in the city at this time, she didn't ask again: "Where is the black flag led by General Zhu Biao?" ”

"The news just now, last night, has arrived at the Daimyo's Mansion."

"......" Lou Shuwan was silent for a long time, until the room was almost about to make a buzzing sound, and then nodded: "...... Oh. ”

The sunset swept past the sky, and everything was swallowed up by the frenzy.

In May of that year, when the army led by Zong Han knocked on the gates of the city, the entire city burned for three days in a raging fire. As Lou Shuwan said, not even a single tile was left for the Jurchens.

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In April in the southwest, the weather in late spring began to become clear, and on the Chengdu Plain, spring ploughing had long ended.

Zhuo Yongqing served as a liaison officer between the Fifth Army and the General Staff Headquarters, and temporarily lived in Chencun.

In February, he and Jiading's lame daughter He Xiu set up a family affair, although it was a marriage, but the whole process, he himself was a little confused, the man's side, by Hou Wu, Qu Qing and other brothers came forward to do the full management, the woman's side, the sister He Ying, who had a strong opinion of him, has also become a firm promoter of this family affair - this may be because of the fact that his sister is introverted and lame, and it is impossible to find a better husband.

Although most of the things are handled by others, Zhuo Yongqing himself has naturally thought carefully about this family affair. Mr. Ning personally presided over the marriage ceremony, which was a very face-saving thing.

However, after the marriage, Zhuo Yongqing was used as a laborer by his sister He Ying, calling him to help with spring plowing and farming, and he was no longer polite. Despite this, this sister is not lazy, when Zhuo Yongqing went to the ground to plant seedlings, she also went to the ground to plant seedlings, and the speed of cultivation was not even as slow as Zhuo Yongqing, a young man in the prime of life, such things made Zhuo Yongqing impressed. And when the two of them were working, her sister He Xiu often watched from the field, bringing food and water to the two. Although this kind of work is busy, many times, it can also make Zhuo Yongqing feel peace of mind.

The atmosphere inside Chen Village is not relaxed.

The expansion of the management system of the Huaxia Army was in preparation for the Fifth Army's expedition, and major battles had already broken out in the north of the Yellow River, thousands of miles away, or near Xuzhou. Although the people in the staff headquarters could not go north, every day, the information from all over the world came together, which could always arouse the hostility of everyone.

The death of King Jin is palpitating, and the resolute will shown by Zhu Biao's department, Wang Juyun's department, and Yu Yulin's department in the battle is inspiring, and the news of the rapid defeat of the Shulie came, and the entire staff department was as lively as a festival, but then, people were also worried about the critical situation next.

In March, many people in the staff department privately put forward opinions with Ning Yi or a group of senior staff officers, pointing out that the situation in the Daimyo's Mansion was unbreakable, hoping that Zhu Biao on the front line could turn around a little and not be tough in the face of death, Zhuo Yongqing occasionally participated in such discussions, and he could see the bitterness and hesitation in everyone's eyes.

Mr. Ning did not express his opinion on these opinions, and if Mr. Ning had an opinion in the past, he would explain and make a decision to the people in the General Staff, but only this matter, his eyes were serious, but he never spoke, and in the end, the instructions and suggestions from thousands of miles away were not issued.

On the third day of April, the battlefield decision of the Huaxia Army led by Zhu Biao in the north, now known as the 17th Army, was rushed to Chencun. On the night of 26 March, the General Staff of the 17th Army made a decision and deployment to rescue Wangshan's Yueguang Army, and by the time the news arrived, the entire battle might have come to an end.

On the evening of the eighth day of the fourth lunar month, Zhuo Yongqing came over to report to Ning Yi, and the two sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, and the seven-year-old Xiao Ning Ke brought him tea, and then played in the courtyard. Halfway through the report, someone sent urgent information, Ning Yi opened the information and looked at it, and was silent.

The enthusiastic little Ning Ke on the side realized that something was wrong, she walked over and looked carefully at the father who was staring down at the information, the courtyard was quiet for a while, Ning Ke said, "Dad, are you crying?" ”

Ning Yi reached over, hugged his daughter to his lap, and was silent for a moment, he raised his head: "Where is it?" ”

When he first came to this world, Ning Yi's attitude towards his surroundings was always kind and gentle, but in fact, he was steady and self-controlled, with a little indifference inside. After taking charge of the overall situation of the entire Huaxia Army, at least in the eyes of Zhuo Yongqing and others, "Mr. Ning" treated everything steadily and calmly, both mentally and as tough as steel, only at this moment, he saw the other party's action of standing up, and trembled slightly.

In his eyes, there were no tears in his daughter's eyes, just lowered his head, slowly and solemnly folded the information in his hand in half, and then folded it in half. Zhuo Yongqing had already stood up unconsciously.