The flames were blazing, shaking fierce and dancing shadows on the mountain walls in the cave, and the hunting knife flew in the air with the fierce shadow, and in the cave, it was a dance of power and ferocity. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The tall man dancing in the firelight is tall, his shirtless upper body muscles are knotted, and his brave silhouette and scars all over the place show the man's bravery and achievements. Brother Lang, the leader of the Mangshan Ni tribe in the southwest, in this mountain wilderness, he has hunted countless of the most ferocious prey, and killed hundreds of brave enemies with a hunting knife in his hand, and he is one of the most prominent leaders of the Nani tribe at this time.

The sword light danced, his body was like a predatory tiger and leopard, and he also maintained a huge tension in the binge drinking and slashing, and the firelight reflected his powerful body in the burning. On the side of the cave, a thin old man in black was squatting there, watching this knife dance.

Occasionally, the old man spoke, and Brother Lang responded. The language of the Ni is difficult for outsiders to understand, but at this time, we know that what they mean is probably like this.

"It's ominous to be at war with outsiders, have you really thought about it?"

"An outsider is an outsider, the mountain is ours, my brother Lang wants anything!"

"What's in it for you?"

"In the past two years, Dongshan's departments interacted with outsiders and got thunder cannons."

"We have it too."

"We also have to take it from outsiders, not much, and we have to look at people's faces! Moreover, most of what is given to us is also bad. Otherwise, why did you kill your own people last year? ”

"Well, they said they didn't learn."

"The mountain is ours, and when outsiders come here, they will become the master's house, and I will take it back. Scholars from outside the mountains told me that these people from a few years ago killed the emperor of the Han people, were hunted down and killed by the whole world, hid in this mountain, called us around, and moreover, they went to the mountains to buy roads, and our tribe was in the west, and they took the least, and if they continued like this, it would depend on people's faces......

"For those who come over, there are still many salutes every time."

"That's because they're afraid of us! In short, I have decided, there were no outsiders originally, I have swallowed Dongshan in the past few years, and now it is not too late, the people outside the mountain are willing to help us, uncle, they will send troops in. As long as I can kill all those black flags and take the head of the Han man surnamed Ning, the people outside the mountain have already promised me......"

“……”

“…… When the time comes, my brother Lang will be the king of the millions of Ni tribes in the south of the world! I want as many iron cannons as I want! Lian Niang also supports me in this matter, you don't need to say it anymore-"

The sword light slashed through the most violent blow, and Brother Lang's figure slowly stopped in the firelight. He tossed his thick braids behind his head and walked over to the thin old man, laughing, and patting the other man on the shoulder.

Walking to the entrance of the cave, a plump and beautiful woman greeted her, this is Brother Lang's wife Shui Luo Yisha, in the Mangshan Division, Brother Lang is brave, his wife is wise, has been assisting her husband to strengthen the whole tribe, and his wife is also called Lotus Niang to the outside world. In the middle of this mountain, the husband and wife are ambitious and ambitious, and now it is the prime of their youth. Together, the whole strategy of the tribe was agreed.

Leaving the cave, clusters of firelight stretch into the distance among the lush mountains and forests below. The strong Mangshan Department is ready to send troops.

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It's June in the blink of an eye. In Blai County, in the morning, in the auditorium of the barracks, Luo Ye stepped onto the podium in front.

This is a farewell ceremony, and the more than 200 members of the Huaxia Army who are sitting in danger below are about to leave here.

But it's a good gathering and a good dispersion.

Luo Ye looked around at everyone.

"Some of you have been here for four years, some of you have been here for three years, and I know most of you. Huaxia Jun talks about people's livelihood and civil rights, in this kind of ...... When the big war is about to come, you want to leave here for the sake of your families, and we will not stop you, but ...... As usual, I have some advice to you. ”

"You are not the original members of the Huaxia Army, we may still be enemies when we first met, the battle of Xiaocanghe, stirred us together, after coming to the southwest, many people were homesick, there were sneakers in the past, and then there were people who gathered and dispersed after we made it clear, over the years, at least tens of thousands of people went back to the Central Plains, but the Central Plains is not a good place now. Liu Yu, Jurchen and Huaxia Jun are all hatreds that share the sky, once people know about your experience, what will be the result, you are clear. In the past few years, in the Central Plains, many people who had originally been to the southwest were arrested in this way......"

"The situation of the Huaxia Army, you can say, it doesn't matter, what kind of ideas we have, how we train the troops, what kind of discipline we have, it can be said that there is nothing in our Huaxia Army that we can't see people outside! But it doesn't mean that if you say it, people will let you go...... The information sent back by Zhuji is very miserable if it is stained with these things. ”

"So there is nothing else, only one, hide yourself, or if you have this condition, take your parents and brothers to the south, you can come to the southwest, and if you feel that the southwest is not safe, you can go to the Wu Dynasty. Find a place where you feel safe and live this life. Of course, I hope that you can bring your family and brothers back together, if you want to defeat the Jurchens and save the world, it is very difficult, and without you, it will be even more difficult......"

As he said this, someone below shouted, "We'll be back!" ”

So someone got back together, and Luo Ye nodded: "Of course, if you come back too late, or can't come back, the credit for defeating the Jurchens is mine......"

The farewell in the auditorium was not grand, and among Bligh's Huaxia army, there were many Central Plains people who were recruited in the Battle of Xiaocanghe, and many of them were still resistant to those who left. When they first came to the southwest, most of these people were still captives, and for a period of time, I am afraid that there were more than 10,000 people who secretly fled in Luo Ye's mouth. Recently, the situation in the world has tightened, after all, there are family members who are still in the Central Plains, and they have not been able to pick them up in the past, they are homesick, and they have put forward this kind of request, but they are already the elite soldiers in the Chinese army, and some of them have been approved by the above.

In fact, most of these people who were pulled into strong men were poor families in the Central Plains, living poor on weekdays and not seeing much. After coming to the southwest, the life in the military camp of the Huaxia Army was not like that of the university in later generations, with meetings, training, lectures, stories, discussions, and theaters, which were basically unprecedented in the past. I can talk, I can communicate, I can think to a certain extent, and I have a group of brothers, and these ties are difficult to be easily parted.

A group of people either cried or encouraged each other, Luo Ye sent more than 200 people to the mountain pass outside the county, and saw the figure disappear completely, but a group of people came down from the mountainside, he fixed his eyes and went over to salute: "Teacher." ”

"This is the batch that left today." Ning Yi came over to salute, and then patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes." Luo Ye said, "They should all come back, and even if they can't come back for a while, I think they will sprout like seeds, and there will be surprises in the future." ”

"There will be surprises." Ning Yi smiled, "In the past, I will also go." ”

"The first one who ran away didn't have any feelings after all."

"Just have fear." Ning Yi waved his hand and beckoned him to walk towards the mountain, "The ideas of the national people's rights and people's livelihood and people's wisdom, the ideas of the Huaxia Army are very beautiful to say, and they don't understand much. ”

"......" Luo Ye was stunned.

"In the past few years, even with the record of Xiaocanghe, our territory has not been able to expand, and it is one thing that we are surrounded by ethnic minorities, and we are afraid that it will expand too much and muddy the water. But at the end of the day, what can we bring to others? No matter how beautiful the doctrine is, it is not linked to people's interests, it is all nonsense, and you can't live a good life, why do you go with you, smash other people's good lives, and kill you with a knife...... However, things are not the same. ”

"Jurchen ......"

"If the Central Plains goes to war, it will be a pot of porridge. Even if you only stay in the Huaxia Army for a month, run back, survive, and the Jurchens kill you, you will think of the Huaxia Army, you don't understand the slogan, you can use it first, since you want to use it, you have to think about it, and if you start thinking about it, it is not far from accepting...... Whether we can move forward or not depends not on how well we say it - the wisdom of the people? Ethnic group? Livelihood? Civil rights? What is that--it lies in how failed the Wu Dynasty was. ”

Luo Ye's eyes lit up: "The Wuxiang army is about to surround Xiaoliang Mountain, and the Mangshan Department is already ready to move, teacher, have you decided to fight?" When to go, Luo Ye is willing to be a pioneer. ”

"Don't be petty, the Wu Dynasty has failed a lot, and it doesn't necessarily have to be proved by defeating the Wu Dynasty. A few days ago, Li Anmao's people from Xuzhou arrived in Hedeng and made a request, hoping that we would send troops to defend Xuzhou. ”

"Xuzhou?" Luo Ye frowned, "It's too far, and why do they want us to send troops, this east and west ......"

"It's a bit whimsical." Ning Yi smiled, "Xuzhou, the land of the four wars, the Jurchen south, the first gateway to bear the brunt of it, is thousands of miles away from us, no matter how you think about it, you should take refuge in the Wu Dynasty." However, Li Anmao's envoy said that it was precisely because the Wu Dynasty was unreliable, for the survival of Xuzhou, that the Huaxia army had to be invited out of the mountain, although Xuzhou changed hands several times, but the inventory of various ordnance was quite rich, and many local clans were also willing to pay, so ...... The price is quite high. Hey, in places that have been scraped back and forth by the Jurchens a few times, they can still take out so many things, and these people's ability to hide private money is really powerful. ”

"The teacher is trying to ...... Next to this? ”

Ning Yi looked outside the mountain: "Over the years, there have been many people who have left the Huaxia Army, and when they go back to the Central Plains and Jiangnan, some have been captured and some have survived. Those who survive are seeds. Xuzhou is a bait, but we have considered it, this bait may not be inedible. The initial consideration was to let General Liu Chengzong lead about 8,000 people eastward, and along the way, he might not be able to carry too much baggage, and there were dangers, but he still had to fight beautifully. I suggested that you lead an elite regiment with the team, you are a fire, if it is lit, a spark can also start a prairie fire. ”

Luo Ye nodded. In the past few years, there is an objective reason why the Huaxia Army has been living in the southwest and cannot be expanded. Talking about China, the nation, and the people's ability to be independent may not be of much significance to the outside world. The initial composition of the Huaxia Army, the Wurui Battalion was the elite soldiers who had fought with the Jin people, the bloody nature that was stimulated by the first battle of Xia Village, Aoki Village lived in the place of death, and had to survive in death, and later the people of the Central Plains were not able to make a living, and the northwest was also devastated. The more than 200,000 people who are willing to listen to these slogans, and even finally begin to want to write about things, are basically accepting these ideas in a desperate situation, and it is debatable whether they accept them as powerful or ideas.

After entering the southwest, it is not efficient to publicize the national people's livelihood and other things to outsiders, and the strength that people can bring after the war for themselves can only be felt when they have to fight. Even after three years of bloodshed in Xiaocanghe, the strength of the Huaxia Army can only be trapped inside, unable to effectively infect the outside world, even if it captures a few towns, what can it do? I'm afraid it will only make people hate the Huaxia Army, or in turn corrode the Huaxia Army.

From the southwest to Xuzhou, thousands of miles apart, there may be such and such difficulties on the way, but if the operation is good, it may really be a cluster of firelight, and in the near future, it will be echoed by the people of the world. As for fighting with the Wu Dynasty in the southwest, the effect will be much smaller.

I don't know what happened to the Central Plains......

Luo Ye thought about it, and his fists were clenched silently.

**************

In the Central Plains, the howling hot wind swept up the dust in the sky, and one by one the figures walked on the earth, and in the distance, huge pillars of smoke rose.

The walking figures stretched out and crowded in our field of vision, men, women, old people, children, skinny and swaying figures gradually crowded into the tide, and from time to time someone fell down and drowned in the tide.

Hungry ghosts, these wobbly beings seem to unconsciously rush in one direction.

Bianliang, once the most prosperous city in the world, was their goal in front of them.

The trumpets of war have sounded, and on the plain, the Jurchens began to line up. Ali Kuai, the general stationed in Bianliang, gathered the army under his command, and after the more than 30,000 Han troops in front were swallowed up, he put on an interception posture, and after seeing the "army" in front of him that was not an army at all, he exhaled a long breath silently.

"Damn...... Jizo Bodhisattva, ......"

After a lifetime of killing, this veteran, who is over sixty years old and has countless lives on his hands, actually believes in Buddhism.

This is perhaps the "army" he has never seen before.

Since spring began to rage, this summer, the ranks of hungry ghosts spread out in all directions. Ordinary people still can't think of the resoluteness of these exiles, but under the leadership of Wang Shitong, the troops of the hungry ghosts attacked the city, and everywhere they went, they robbed everything, burned everything, plundered the small amount of grain stored in the warehouse, set the city on fire, and destroyed the rice that had just been planted in the field.

People who had lost everything and were hungry destroyed the hopes of others to their heart's content, and everything in their homes was destroyed, and the residents along the way had to join in. This army has no rules, it wants revenge, even if it kills, but no one will compensate anything. The undead joined the party and, passing through the next town, having no control over the whole devastation, had to join as many as they could - at least to fill their stomachs.

The number of hungry ghosts soon exceeded the capacity of the surrounding towns, sweeping and devouring like flying locusts, the more people, the hungrier the stomach, the hungrier the stomach, the greater the damage, the Yizi and the food had already appeared in this team, and those who fell in the team would also be quickly converted into nutrients before rotting. How can a man be starved for months before he becomes a beast? The correct answer is not measured in months at all......

After several months of accumulation, Wang Shitong finally led everyone and rushed to Bianliang.

The elite army of the Jurchens is not comparable to the army of Daqi.

The hungry ghosts crowded up, and Ali Scrap also led the cavalry to attack the front.

At the forefront, although there were not many of the golden soldiers, they were called the "Iron Floating Massacre".

The tall war horses with heavy iron armor rushed towards the crowded sea of people, and the hungry ghosts at the front were frightened and retreated, and the people behind squeezed up again. When the two tides collided together, the wheat-like bodies of the hungry ghosts were directly knocked into the air and shattered, and the bloody qi spread, and the cavalry ploughed open the bloody path like a meat grinder.

Every impact, every swing of the knife, can indeed hit or kill the enemy in front of you, in the battle, the hungry ghosts rushed up with meaningless cries, the first hour, the Jurchen soldiers devastated and killed these Han hungry people without formation, but the hungry ghosts continued endlessly, still like the tide of the sea. The soldiers of Tiefutu were crushed to the ground by their bodies, and they got up and continued to fight, and more people came up, and people took stones, and smashed those armors, and some people's armor was lifted, and the hungry ghosts with skin and bones pounced on them, and tore each other's flesh with their mouths, and ate them......

More and more, there is still one-sided killing, and people who have lost their minds and choices in hunger continue to come. The battle lasted for an afternoon, and the vanguard of the hungry ghosts was crushed, and the whole field was strewn with corpses and rivers of blood, but the Jurchen army did not cheer, and many of them began to tremble with their swords, and there was fear and exhaustion in between.

As the oldest group of Jurchen generals, Ali Kua even followed Aguta to participate in the Battle of Hubu Dagang, at that time, the momentum of 20,000 people chasing and killing 700,000 troops was the pride of the Jurchens that could not be forgotten, but today, everything is different. After 8,000 elites defeated nearly 60,000 people, more than 1,000 people were consumed in this meat grinding field, and the others had no joy of victory.

On that battlefield, in the sea of blood, there were hungry people with severed hands and feet moaning and crying. More hungry ghosts are still gathering.

That night, Ali scraped back to Bianliang and relied on the fortified city to defend it, and the hungry people spread across the majestic city, as if they were showing off their might, wreaking havoc in all directions......

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Tibetan.

At this moment, the quietest place in the whole world.

The climate on the plateau is uncomfortable, but after many years here, I have long been used to it.

In the big tent, Pharmacist Guo was roasting meat and watching the news from the Central Plains.

The situation is chaotic, and the game of all parties is settled, and there is a huge bloody atmosphere. A big war is about to break out, which always reminds him of the rise of the Jin people and the decline of the Liao State more than ten years ago.

He was the first Han Chinese to challenge the Jurchens, and almost defeated Wanyan Zongwang, known as the Jurchen military god, on a frontal battlefield.

All this came and went quickly, the betrayal of Zhang Linghui and Liu Sunchen, and the incompetence of the Wu Dynasty made him have to take refuge in the Jurchens, and then the battle of Xia Village completely dispelled his expectations of making contributions in the Jin army. After he killed Zhang Linghui and Liu Sunchen, he led a large army west into Tibet, trying to recuperate and start all over again.

If there is really this possibility, now the ten-year period has passed.

Jin and Wu are about to fight, and the unrelenting blood of the Central Plains will also take advantage of this last opportunity to participate in it, and if they go out of the mountain, they will also emit brilliant light and heat in this world? All these days, he has been thinking about it all the time.

Thinking about it, his mind turned to the valley to the south......

Dayang ......

From the information sent from the Central Plains, every time the world thinks of the black flag, it mostly sees the three southwestern counties where Ning Liheng is located, its trade with various places, Ning Liheng's tricks, and the means of turning his hands into clouds and covering his hands into rain, but only Guo Yaoshi, who lives in Tibet, can understand that it is not the main force of the Huaxia Army at all.

From the Xiaocang River to the south, bloody battles with the Jurchens, most of the main force of the Black Flag Army that once beheaded Lou Room and resigned...... Guo Yaoshi once led the resentful army, and clashed with the army in the direction of Dayang in his uncontrollable thoughts.

Only he understands what kind of terrifying combat power this army, which has been lying dormant in silence. When will it go out, and what will it be like when the Jurchens face it again?

Whenever he thought of this, Pharmacist Guo would gradually dispel the idea of leaving.

Since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world. In this world, in the gradual waiting, he has become incomprehensible......