The flags were in chaos, the horses neighed in pools of blood, the seeping smell overflowed, the western sky was burned to the last ashes, and the darkness was like a living behemoth, opening its huge mouth and engulfing the sky.

On one side of the field of vision is the city wall of Zhenjiang, which spreads like a hill, and on the other side of the darkness, the battle in the city continues, and on this side, the originally neat Jurchen camp is shrouded in chaos and chaos, one catapult after another catapults to the ground, and the fire after the explosion of the bomb is still burning at this time.

In those places soaked in firelight, the figures running in the chaos were reflected, the soldiers carried stretchers, rescued their stumbled companions from the collapsed tents and piles of equipment, and occasionally the figure of the stumbling enemy woke up from the chaos of the pile, and skirmishes broke out, and the surrounding Jurchen soldiers surrounded and cut the enemy figure down in a pool of blood.

Not long ago, a fierce battle broke out here, it was evening, after completely determining the location of the crown prince and the king, Wanyan Xiyin was waiting to pursue, and the five thousand elite cavalry of the Beiwei army who suddenly arrived launched a fierce and resolute attack on the flank defense line of the Jurchen camp.

The Jurchen army of tens of thousands gathered in Zhenjiang, and in order to attack the city, not much fortification was done. But in the face of the sudden killing of the cavalry, it was not defenseless, the infantry quickly assembled the formation, the artillery turned as far as possible, theoretically speaking, the slightly rational Wu Dynasty army will choose to confront or retreat, but the cavalry only turned slightly in the field, and then launched a charge at the fastest speed.

In the past eight or nine years, the cavalry team that has invested the most in the Beiwei army may be one of the most elite troops in the Wu Dynasty, but Tu Shanwei has been all over the world, and how has he ever been so contempted, in the face of the arrival of the cavalry, the phalanx did not hesitate to wrap up, followed by the tragic hedging and fighting of both sides risking their lives, and the horse team of the impact made a slight detour, plowing a large area of blood on the side of the phalanx.

As the sun set, some of the war horses whose eyes were covered rushed towards the Jurchen camp like consumables, and the dismounted infantry rushed up, Yue Fei's body was like blood, slashing all the way, trying to rush to Wanyan Xiyin's handsome banner. Wanyan Xiyin, who was on the opposite side, instantly understood the crazy intention of the opposite general-the two sides had fought in Xiangfan, and at that time, the Beiwei army was still at a disadvantage in front of Tu Shanwei, and was repulsed several times-At this moment, he had to open his hair and raise his sword.

"Yue Pengju - Huangkou Xiaoer, I killed you!"

At this time, Zhenjiang City had been broken, and Wanyan Xiyin almost held the bargaining chip in his hand to determine the situation in the Wu Dynasty, but then Tu Shanwei's obstruction in Zhenjiang City made him a little embarrassed - of course, this is also a trivial matter. At the moment, if it was just some other incompetent generals of the Wu Dynasty, Xi Yin probably would not feel insulted, and the insult to the insects only needed to crush the other party to death, but this Yue Fei was among the generals of the Wu Dynasty, but he could be regarded as a famous general with eyes like a torch and a good way to use soldiers.

At this time, even if half of the Tushan guards had already entered Zhenjiang, there were still at least 12,000 Jurchen elites who followed Xi Yin outside the city, and there were also some troops on the side.

This kind of adventure of putting life and death aside and driving the entire army to follow is certainly appreciative from an objective point of view, but in front of him, a junior general makes such a gesture to himself, which is somewhat a slap in the face. He was angry, on the other hand, it also aroused the ferocious blood when he was fighting for the world, took over the command of the generals below on the spot, boosted morale and greeted him, vowing to cut this tiger beard junior under the horse, leaving the most warlike team of the Wu Dynasty on this battlefield.

In less than half an hour, what happened on this field was the most intense battle in the entire Zhenjiang Campaign, and the confrontation between the two sides was like a monstrous blood wave, and a large number of lives evaporated in the first time. The Beiwei army advanced fiercely and fearlessly, and Tu Shanwei's defense was like an iron and copper wall, resisting the advance of the Beiwei army on one side, and surrounding it from all directions, trying to limit the space for the opponent to move.

In this short period of time, Yue Fei led the team to make several attempts, and finally the entire way of fighting and killing crossed the Jurchen camp, and the soldiers lost nearly half of them in this large-scale assault, and finally had to take the road and leave, and the casualties of the elite Tushan who failed to leave the Beiwei army were even more tragic. Until the blood-stained cavalry team marched away, no Jurchen army dared to chase and kill it.

Wanyan Xiyin's face gradually changed from anger to gloom, and finally gritted his teeth and calmed down and cleaned up the mess. And with the desperate blow of the Beiwei army this time, the plan to catch up with the Junwu army was also delayed.

The road from Zhenjiang to the south is full of people fleeing, and after nightfall, the light of the fire spreads like a long dragon on the road, in the wilderness, and along the canal. Some of the people stopped and rested by the campfire, and soon afterwards set out again, hoping to get out of the perilous land as quickly as possible.

When Yue Fei joined the prince's main formation, which was guarded by Wen Ren and others, the time was close to midnight of this day. In the previous tragic battle, he also had several injuries on his body, in the middle of his shoulder, he was also stabbed in the forehead, and now he was covered in blood, wrapped in a few bandages, and the vertical and horizontal killing aura around his body was daunting.

"It's too late for help." Yue Fei and Wen Ren were already familiar with each other, but they were just a little polite, "I heard that His Highness was injured by an arrow before, but what happened now?" ”

"Your Highness's arrow wound is not deep, and it hurts his organs slightly, but it is fine. It's just that since the Jurchen siege of the city for several days, His Royal Highness has been running every day to boost morale, and he has never closed his eyes, and the overdraft is too much, so I am afraid that he will have to take care of it for a few days. Wen Daodao, "Your Highness is still in a coma and has not woken up, does the general want to go and see Your Highness?" ”

"It is a great fortune for my Wu Dynasty to have such a king, since His Royal Highness is in a coma and flying bloody, he will not go. It's a pity...... I haven't killed Yan Xiyin ......"

The two walked in the barracks, and Wen Ren looked around: "I heard that General Wu Yong, who killed Arubao, is exciting, it's just ...... Half of the cavalry rushed to finish Yan Xiyin, and there were ...... in the barracks who said that the general was too reckless."

Both of them have a relationship with Ning Yi, and they are both confidants under the command of the prince, and when they heard that people were whispering this at this time, they were not reproaching, but actually just ventilating Yue Fei. Yue Fei's face was serious and gloomy: "After confirming the news of Xi Yin's attack on Zhenjiang, I guessed that something was wrong, so I led more than 5,000 cavalry to come immediately, but unfortunately it was still a step too late." The two news of the fall of Zhenjiang and the injury of the crown prince reached Lin'an, and there may be great changes in the world, and I guess that the situation is critical, so I have to do this...... After all, it's a fluke. Brother Wenren, what is the situation in the capital, you have to deduce and consider it......"

As a general, Yue Fei was the most aware of the rapid changes in the situation, and when he said this, his face became solemn: "...... Two days after the city was broken, the prince ran around, encouraging everyone's morale, and the soldiers inside and outside Zhenjiang used their lives, and I also felt it in my heart. When the prince was wounded, there were too many people around, and soon after, not only the army was in a mourning posture and marched forward bravely, but the people also cried for the prince and rushed to the Jurchen army. I know it's important to block the news first, but I can't help but feel thrilled to see this...... Moreover, the scene at that time, the news was really difficult to block. ”

He paused: "After the matter calmed down a little, I sent someone to Lin'an, and also informed the general of the battle record of the battle of Arubao, and now I only hope that the princess's mansion can still control the situation...... Zhenjiang matter, although the prince is obsessed and refuses to leave, but as a close minister, I can't dissuade him, and it is also a big mistake, if there is a day when this matter is temporarily calmed down, I will write to ask for guilt...... In fact, at the beginning of the war last year, Her Royal Highness the Princess told me that if the situation was critical one day, I hoped that I could forcibly take the prince away from the battlefield and protect him...... Her Royal Highness expected it at that time......"

When he said this, he closed his eyes a little painfully, in fact, as a close minister, he didn't know what was the best choice. But in the past few days, Jun Wu's actions have also been moving. It is the process of a young man's real growth and transformation into a man, after this step, his future is unlimited, and he will be the king in the future, and he will be the talented and heroic master that Confucianism dreams of, but there is naturally danger in this.

This middle balance is difficult to choose, and in the end, it can only be based on the will of Jun Wu.

Yue Fei sighed: "Brother Wenren doesn't have to be like this, as Mr. Ning said, things in the world require the efforts of everyone in the world." Whether it's the prince, you or me, we've done our best. Mr. Ning's thoughts are as cold as ice, although they are often correct, but they do not leave any dark face, and between me and my master, there are always different ideas, master, he has a straight temperament, and runs for the thoughts of good and evil all his life, and finally stabs sticky Han and dies, although he fails, but he has no hesitation, just because Master and his old man believe that in addition to human beings, there is also a spirit and righteousness that surpasses human beings between heaven and earth. He stabbed and adhered without hesitation, and finally believed in his heart that the Wu Dynasty had been passed down for more than 200 years, and the world would eventually smooth out the world. ”

There were spots of blood on his body, and when he said this, he smiled slightly: "Master has passed away for more than ten years, and his spirit is still influencing the world. Although the Wu Dynasty is chaotic and chaotic, I always believe that in the end, people will give this world a chance to live. ”

After saying this, Yue Fei patted Wen Ren Fuji's shoulder, Wen Ren Fuji was silent for a moment, and finally laughed, he turned his head to look at the little fire outside the barracks: "The battle of Zhenjiang is gradually decided, there are still hundreds of thousands of people fleeing south, the Jurchens may be slaughtered at any time, if His Royal Highness wakes up, he will definitely want to see them all the way safe, so the team withdrawing from Zhenjiang is still guarding against this matter at this time." ”

"That's how it should be." Yue Fei nodded, and then gave his hand, "The main force under my command will also come over, and I will definitely not let the golden dog hurt the people of my Wu Dynasty." Brother Wenren, there is hope in this world, and I hope you will take good care of Your Highness, and Fei will do your best to take back the righteousness of the world from the hands of the golden dog. ”

In the dim light, the two tired men smiled at each other. At this time, the scouts who sent the message and the messengers who persuaded them to surrender were already running on the road to the south......

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

Lin'an, a dark night as deep as ink.

Qin Hui woke up from the nightmare, he quietly got out of bed, turned on the lamp, and there was a knocking sound outside the door that would only sound when there was an emergency message.

"Your clothes are ...... on the screen"

Unable to find the outer robe, Qin Hui was about to open the door in his underwear, and the voice of the old wife in the bed came out, Qin Hui nodded: "You sleep." The door was opened a crack, and the subordinate outside handed over something, Qin Hui took it, closed the door, and folded back to take the robe.

"I'll come over later, you can sleep."

He repeated in a low voice, put on his robe, took the oil lamp, walked to the corner of the room and sat down, before taking the message apart.

He read the information over and over for a long time, and then his eyes gradually lost focus, and he sat and sat in the corner, silent as if he were gradually dying. At some point, the old wife got out of bed: "...... You have something to do, I'll ask someone to bring you water. ”

Qin Hui looked at his wife, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say, after a long time, he raised the paper in his hand: "I'm right, this Wu Dynasty is over......"

Qin Hui used to complain like this before, but the old wife didn't pay attention to him, but after the hot water for washing his face came, Qin Hui slowly stood up: "Well, I want to freshen up, I have to prepare...... We'll have to pass later. ”

"Where to go?"

"Enter the palace." Qin Hui replied, and then muttered to himself, "There's no way, there's no way......

With the help of his old wife, he meticulously combed up his white hair, his face in the mirror looked righteous and resolute, he knew that he was going to do what he had to do, he thought of Qin Siyuan, and after a while, he remembered Tang Ke when Jingping was ashamed, and said: "You see that I and Tang Qinsuo are also a little similar......

The old wife didn't understand what he was talking about.

After a while, someone came to the palace, and Qin Hui followed. The carriage left the Qin Mansion, and on the street, the sound of the fifth watch sounded. It was still dark in the city of Lin'an. It will never light up again.