At the beginning of the morning, the wind blew through the mountains in the southwest, and there were still flames burning above the Guancheng of the Sword Pavilion.

The wooden towers had been burned black in the fire, and the beams, pillars, and tiles had peeled off in the licking of the flames. Although the flames had gradually become smaller, the scorching black smoke was still rising, and the morning breeze carried the smoke to completely engulf the southern half of the city, but in the female wall to the north, the heat wave was relatively small, and the soldiers on both sides fought back and forth in this narrow passage that was not very spacious.

After the soldiers of both sides met in close combat, the long-range assistance temporarily lost its effect, and the Jurchens formed a shield formation and sprinted forward, and a lit fire mine was thrown out of the rear, and the Huaxia army also threw grenades.

Explosions erupted at the head of the city, and people searched for cover in the scorching air, and waves of air scorched in, creating horrible bubbles on people's faces. The soldiers of the Huaxia Army took advantage of the gap and continued to move forward, throwing grenades at the stairs behind the tower, and the air wave of the previous explosion shook the tower that had become dry and withered in the flames, and some pillars collapsed, burying the soldiers in the charcoal and wood and stone, and the explosion of large sparks rose into the sky.

"Rush with me—"

The sound of the trumpet swirled high-pitched with the morning breeze, and under the ash-covered hillside, the soldiers of the Huaxia Army were still rushing towards the scorching fortress.

The flames of Seki Castle are daunting, but it doesn't take long to break through. The soldiers of the Huaxia army who climbed the tower could not retreat, and rushed forward with the flames and black smoke with grenades, and the rear of the tower was not completely affected by the fire, although the new force of the Jurchens was easier to come up, but in the explosion of the grenade, the damage was greater, after several repeated encounters, the Huaxia army threw grenades at the small square on the inner side of the tower, and the Jurchens retreated into the distance and returned fire with arrows.

The small square behind the city is not big, and further back is the winding mountain road, the Jurchens slowly retreated after a period of fighting, and the Huaxia army surged up. Mao Yishan rushed up to the city with the first company, broke into the small square in the city, and with hundreds of people ascending to the city, some soldiers went down to the rear, and the real counterattack of pulling out the speed came.

More than a dozen cannons in the mountains behind them rang out almost simultaneously, and flying shells and explosions enveloped the castle and the square here. At this time, the flames spread at the head of the city, and the city gate had already been blocked with a large number of stones on the inside, and the whole gate was like a huge fence. Although more than a dozen iron cannons could not cover the entire area, under the bombardment of this heavy firepower, more than a dozen soldiers of the Huaxia Army died in the artillery fire on the spot.

Two small trebuchets were even prepared in the mountain road behind them, and the barrels filled with explosives were thrown at the Guan Lou, which was still on fire, causing a new round of violent explosions.

The mountain wind blew, and Mao Yishan got up from the ground, his ears buzzing. He picked up the tumbling warriors beside him and began to walk towards the rear, shouting: "Help! Find cover—"

There was no cover in the small square, but there was still a dead end in the artillery fire, so I ran to the dead end of the city with my companions, and the second round of shelling in front of me had already sounded, and the smell of smoke and gunpowder was everywhere. Someone came to ask if he wanted to retreat to the rear of the city, Mao Yishan shook his head: "Save people!" Prepare the grenades! Watch out for arrows! ”

There were only more than ten soldiers of the Huaxia Army who retreated to the bottom of the city wall in a cloud of smoke and dust, and a few injured were still struggling and rolling on the ground in front of them, but they couldn't think about it anymore, as Mao Yishan's words fell, there was a rain of arrows in the sky ahead.

A group of warriors raised their shields, followed by a large clanging sound falling, and in front of the smoke and dust, the Jurchens rushed over.

"Grenade - ready to rush - "

In Mao Yishan's roar, several grenades were thrown towards the rushing Jin soldiers, and in the opposite military array, there were also lit fire and thunder thrown over, they were thrown towards the dead corner of the city wall, but Mao Yishan had already taken the first step and rushed forward.

On the battlefield, there were still wounded soldiers of the Huaxia Army who staggered to their feet, Jin Bing's throwing spears penetrated his body, and Mao Yishan rushed past the side of the soldier who had not yet fallen, shouting and crashing into the formation of Jin Bing, which was also blown apart by grenades. The rest of the Huaxia soldiers have also rushed forward frantically, fighting with the Jin people in skirmisher mode.

There is a blockade of artillery fire in the front, and the rear has to withstand the bombardment of fire and thunder, and only by choosing to fight with me and me can it be regarded as the only way out. Those who can follow Mao Yishan to carry out the early offensive are all veterans, and most of them can see this situation clearly, and use grenades to blow up the opponent into stragglers and charge, and once they rush into the opponent's formation, they are three or two people form a formation, and they form a two-on-one advantage on the local battlefield, and the Jurchens are extremely fierce in individual combat, but in the half year of the Southwest Campaign, no matter how elite the team is, they often suffer losses in the melee with the Huaxia Army.

Mao Yishan cut down two golden soldiers in the battle, and several people had fallen in his field of vision, and the bloody aura spread. On the rear city wall, several Huaxia soldiers who had broken through had already come down and joined the battle after firing with crossbows, and several tall and well-armored warriors from the Jurchens also rushed over - they also did not dare to put in too many soldiers at once, for fear of dying too many people in the explosion of grenades.

Immediately, another powder keg was thrown above the castle, and billowing smoke and dust whistled in all directions. Rockets from the other side also slashed over the castle and flew into the opposite mountain wall, sending out billowing smoke.

The launch of the Dijiang River has been adjusted several times, but under the condition that it is impossible to accurately measure the distance and the mountain wind is fierce, the rocket can basically not threaten the Jinbing position in the mountains here in such a long-distance situation, and after a few rounds from afar, it can only be fruitless.

The two sides kept fighting in this environment of smoke and dust rolling and arrows flying, and they didn't know how long they had been killed, but the Jin soldiers showed a tendency to retreat, and Mao Yishan shouted: "Save the wounded!" In a few moments, the shells came again.

Everyone retreated into the dead corner of the city wall that the cannonballs could not hit, and before the wounded could move to the city wall, the second round of Jurchen attacks killed again......

Rounds of hedging and fighting, Jin Bing rushed over and was killed and retreated. The battle on the small square lasted for more than half an hour, and both sides paid the price of more than 200 people, and as the flames above the gate gradually subsided, the Huaxia army stabilized the position on the small square in a pool of blood.

The corpses were piled up.

In this small open space, which is not spacious, the two sides paid more than 200 lives each with refueling tactics, which can be regarded as an extremely tragic battle, even if it was Xiaocanghe back then, it was rare to reach such a fierce battle. Mao Yishan's position was crumbling several times, and a large number of wounded were withdrawn in the first round, and then died in the second round of fighting, but until the end, the Jurchens did not really gain the upper hand.

This was the first hour after the attack on Jianmen Pass began. The Huaxia army was crushed in front of the small square under the city wall, and neither side gained an inch. The Chinese army's fighting spirit is resolute, and it will never show weakness when pulling out. After arriving there, corpses piled up in a small area, and everything was extremely miserable.

Mao Yishan fell in a pool of blood in the fight, and a company commander called the soldier to carry him up to the city wall, and sent him to the rear over the gate, and the soldier yelled at the medical team: "Save my regiment commander." This may be the little preferential treatment he received on the battlefield as a regimental commander, and many more soldiers have died on the battlefield because they could not be sent back in time.

The flames on the upper floor gradually subsided, and as the passage was gradually opened, the Huaxia army began to try to break through to the front. However, on the mountain road in the rear, the mountain road that was not spacious was defended by the artillery array. In the afternoon of that day, the Huaxia Army, with the cooperation of several rockets, pulled out more than a dozen iron cannons in the rear and tried to attack the mountain road.

What awaits them is also the stubborn resistance of the shipbreaker......

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In every country or nation, when it encounters a crisis, there will always be outstanding people who will carry out rounds of reform or resistance in their own ways.

Of course, or maybe it's because of the rare resistance that it will show such a special weight.

The war horse galloped through, crossed the ridge and the long road, crossed the camp lined with flags, and when the scout passed the news of the fierce battle at Jianmen Pass to Wan Yan Zonghan's hands, this Jurchen veteran, who had never been overly moved even if his own son died, couldn't help but have two lines of turbid tears in his eyes.

Generals die in a hundred battles, and the casualties of any general on the battlefield are unavoidable. The loss of a general, even if it is his own son, is just a matter of luck, but the defeat and fall of the generals in the army on the battlefield one after another represents the national fortune of a country, which has reached the most urgent and critical moment.

Thinking about the incident when Agu beat 3,000 people, who among these 3,000 people can be regarded as special? Thousands of people died one after another, but the Jurchens were full of spirit, and anyone's death never really affected the overall situation. Lou Mu was later known as the Jurchen god of war, but at that time, he was not necessarily better at fighting than anyone else, he just survived those decades of conquest. When Lou fell in the northwest, and later took the resign, Jin Guo was very sad, on the one hand, it shows that they are precious, on the other hand, it just shows that the rest of the people are not as good as them.

When it came to this battle in the southwest, from Lili to Sheyema, to Yu Yu and Da Lai, every loss was distressing, compared to thirty years ago when he followed Ah Gu to fight, such emotions would not have existed. Anyone's death is normal, one general dies, and the other can be replaced, but when it comes to the front, each of them has no one to replace.

The battle of Tanzhou broke the silver technique, and he was originally one of the handsome talents who was able to control the field after he went to the god of grains, but he did not expect that due to the drag of Wanyan Qingjue, he would be folded on the death strategy of the Han general. After the silver technique can be damaged, the strength of his clan could have fallen on the shoulders of the pull-out speed-the use of the two brothers' soldiers, one is fierce and magnificent, the other is steady and soft, and the status of each of them is originally higher than that of Lili, Yu Yu, Da Cheng and others-but with the news of the battle at Jianmen Pass, Zong Han knew in his heart that he couldn't come back quickly.

However, it is unthinkable.

Even if from a rational point of view, the strength of the Southwest Black Banner was already stretched, but just from the meeting in front of the Lion Ridge Formation, Zong Han knew in his heart that the danger of the Sword Pavilion could not stop the will of the heart demon to kill from the rear.

- If there were no more than 20,000 people from Qin Shaoqian outside the mountains in the southwest, perhaps the other party would try their best to be safe, and wait until Dajin left to calmly recover the Jianmen Pass. But precisely because there are 20,000 people blocking the road, this dark demon dragon in the southwest will definitely break through that level at all costs. Although it may be subject to a certain backlash in the future, the Sword Gate Pass can't stop the will of the demon, nor can it stop the attack of the new firearm.

Those who were arranged in Jianmen Pass, if it weren't for generals like pulling out Su, the rest of the people would only collapse and fall faster, and after the two Huaxia armies were connected, the return of their own army would only become more bumpy.

Thinking back on the decades-long journey that would gather stars and gradually fall, Zong Han sighed, put on his helmet, and walked out of the big tent. The army has been mobilized and assembled.

Before the Jianmen Pass was breached, all the elite forces were concentrated and a decisive battle was carried out to besiege and kill the so-called Seventh Army of China led by Qin Shaoqian.

It was the only explanation he could give to the sacrifice of pulling out the speed.

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When it gets dark, people have to light a fire, and sometimes, in the barren land, people can only set themselves on fire until the day dawns.

If the consciousness of Zong Han, Xi Yin, Ba Lisu and others can still show the breath of reason and consciousness, what burns on Dai Mengwei on the bank of the Hanshui River is more like a torch with madness and distortion.

To the north, in Yunzhongfu, the weather is gloomy. Shi Liai stood on the city wall, and his firelight was also supporting the dark color that shrouded Yunzhong Mansion.

Beneath the city was a sea of besieging people, including Jin and Han slaves, driven from all directions, proving that it was not the Han people from the south who were killed. In fact, the style of the horse team and the tent running from a distance has already shown this, and it is the grassland people who were once blocked in the west who broke through the Yanmen Pass all the way.

The siege has been going on for several days.

In the nearby small towns and villages, the original residents were driven over one by one by these steppe people. These people besieged under the city can't infringe on the city, but for the Jurchens, the most hurt may be the loss of dignity and face after experiencing this kind of thing for the first time. The noble children in the city kept clamoring for a battle, but Shi Liai held back such thoughts.

On the second day of the steppe vanguard's arrival in the city, Shi Liai once ordered a small number of cavalry in the city to attack and test the opponent's quality. The steppe cavalry appeared aggressive and reckless, and after a battle of fire, they retreated in a panic. This is the first round of confrontation between the two sides in the clouds, as the Jin soldiers who almost conquered the world, they are not afraid of life and death in the confrontation shooting, and it is a matter of course to repel the other party, but Shi Liai vaguely sensed the slightest inappropriateness, and when Ming Jin withdrew his troops, he realized that his cavalry was almost led far away by the other party, intentionally or unintentionally.

It was an extremely delicate distance, this cavalry was the elite of the defenders of the city, and immediately returned after listening to the order, and the other party did not follow and attack, but Shi Liai could always feel that many eyes under the city were quietly watching him there, waiting for an opportunity to come.

For the next two days, the old man carefully observed the movements of the cavalry at the head of the city, and only then could he vaguely perceive that although this cavalry seemed to be wild and untamable, it actually had quite an excellent fighting quality, which was subtly different from the performance of the attack and retreat that day. If his Mingjin collected his troops later, the opponent's army might have followed his cavalry towards the city gate quickly, not to mention whether he could take advantage of the chaos to enter the city, the team under his command would at least not be able to return.

He is a person who has experienced war all his life, and even if he sees these things, he does not speak to his juniors in private. First, his majesty is so great that there is no need to explain for small things, and second, it is necessary to maintain the rebelliousness and sharpness of young people, and in many cases, it is also very necessary.

Such a siege lasted for several days, and battles were taking place near Yunzhong - the fourth southern expedition of the Jin State took most of the elite troops with it, but it did not mean that the Jin Kingdom was empty enough to be undefended. The permanent contingent, the security contingent, and even the veterans in various localities can pull out a considerable number of troops at any time. Since the Yanmen Pass was broken and the grassland people's troops quickly touched Yunzhong Mansion, there were troops from all over the place and quickly gathered in this direction.

On the way, they were attacked by round after round of arrows. The arches and arrows of the steppe people are strong, and the equestrian skills are amazing, and in the case that the main force of the army has gone south, at least in the horse team, the Jin people have been unable to compete with this group of steppe riders, and these steppe people will never engage in any frontal battle with the Jin army, they will be thrown far away after encountering the infantry, and the infantry will form a formation, and they will leave, and soon come to harass again, from day to night, and then from night to dawn.

Most of the Jurchen troops who came to the aid were stuck in the quagmire and basically could not reach the city in the clouds, and only two cavalry units crossed the blockade line on April 13 and 15, and were immediately hunted by a large number of steppe cavalry in the distance outside the city in the clouds.

Shi Liai did not move.

On April 17, several trebuchets that looked crooked and twisted had already been erected in front of the position, and when they were pushed over from the opposite side to be thrown, the walls of Yunzhongfu were also ready to counterattack. Wanyan Dezhong and others, who followed alongside, persuaded Shi Liai to go down from the city wall, but Shi Liai only walked on crutches and moved to the city tower next to him.

"The renovation of Yunzhong Mansion was personally supervised by me. A few stones, can't knock open this stupid wall. Let's see what they want to do. ”

It wasn't the stone that was thrown into Cloudsdale first......

At the end of last month, I saw the silver Meng rewarded by the book friend "Loyal Servant Wangcai", I was writing about 1,000 words at the time, and I was very excited, and I decided to update it at night and say that this chapter was for Bai Yinmeng. When I wrote 1,700 words, I scrapped that chapter, and the next day I wrote 2,004, and I felt unwell and started to catch a cold.

At the beginning of this year, I realized that my body should be practiced, so I hired a personal trainer and started exercising one after another, and then by May, I had a total of three colds, and I had two colds in May - I used to have a bad schedule, and I probably only had a cold once a year - some friends said that my physical condition should have changed, and I am adapting, and if I adapt to it, maybe my body will be better than before. I hope so, I hope so.

I wish you all good health.

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