Freshly chopped branches crackled in the fire, green smoke filled the sky, and in the night, tents on top of the mountains were dotted with the glow of bonfires.

On the night of September 16, 45,000 soldiers of the Wufeng Battalion were stationed in the mountains called Liudaoliang, more than 100 miles west of the Pingjiang River.

It was late autumn, and the nearby mountains and wilderness were still peaceful, and the military camp was filled with a sluggish atmosphere. The Wufeng battalion was a slightly weaker part of the Wu Dynasty army, which was originally stationed in Jiangxi and other places to suppress bandits in Tuntian as its basic task, and many of its soldiers were peasants. After the restructuring of the Jianshuo year, the status of the army was improved, the Wufeng battalion strengthened formal training, and the elite troops gradually began to have the ability to bully the villagers - this is also the inevitable in the army and the civil servants to seize power.

The increase in the strength of the army, and several frictions with the squires and ministers around the station, laid the foundation for Yu Gusheng to become a local hegemon. In all fairness, in the more than two hundred years of the Wu Dynasty, the status of generals has been declining, and the past few years have also become the most nourishing period for Yu Gusheng.

When the Wu Dynasty collapsed, he understood that the situation was stronger than people, and he pulled the army to rush over to the south of Jinghu Road, of course, he had the idea of a way out in such a great change of the world overturned, but the mood of the soldiers in the army may not be so high-spirited.

Some soldiers were still in disbelief that the Wu Dynasty had lost power and the Jin people commanded the army. For the fact that a large amount of money and grain returned to the Jurchens after the autumn harvest, and their own group was driven over to play the black flag, some of the soldiers were worried and some were afraid. Although during this period of time, the army was strictly purged, and even many people were beheaded and many middle-level officers were replaced to stabilize the situation, but as we moved forward along the way, daily discussions and confusion were inevitable after all.

September 16 is also such a simple night, there are still more than 100 miles away from Pingjiang, so there are still several days before the battle. The soldiers in the battalion gathered in groups, talking, confused, sighing...... Some talked about the ferocity of the black flag, and some talked about the legendary wisdom of the prince......

"I can't say it...... Where will the Emperor come from......"

"In a few days, I will surround the black flag, and that is a person who will not die, and he will tear off a piece of his opponent's flesh when he dies. I really met ...... Leave ...... each other's lives."

Soon after the discussion, the time for the curfew to rest in the camp was all uneasy, and each of them made their own plans, but after all, there was still some time in the war, and a few days of restful sleep could still be slept.

September 17, in the early hours of the morning, ugly three quarters, the night sky is bright and starry. The camp was completely silent, except for the watchtower at the edge of the camp and the torches of the soldiers on patrol, and under the rough watchtower on the mountainside southeast of Liudaoliang, two figures sneaked silently from inside the camp.

Soon after, two guards on the watchtower fell one after another.

At the same time, the thousand-strong team led by Chen Fan arrived in the woods east of Liudaoliang, and he hid in the bushes, observing the outline of the military camp in front.

Yuwen Feidu, who was carrying a spear on his back, also crawled in the grass and put away the binoculars: "The people on the sentry tower have changed." ”

Chen Fan nodded, then looked up at the moon in the sky, crossed this mountain beam, and in the mountains on the other side of the barracks, there was also a team staring at the moonlight in the dark, this team of more than 6,000 people, Ji Qian'er and Zhuo Xiaofeng and other generals who were pressing the formation were calculating the passage of time.

At the foot of the southeast mountain, Chen Fan led the first team of people to quietly emerge from the woods, and turned along the hidden mountain beam to the sentry tower that had been replaced. The front is only a temporary camp, although the placement of the watchpoints of the various watchtowers is still orderly, but only here on the southeast side, with the replacement of guards on one of the watchtowers, the road behind has become a blind spot in observation.

When it was approaching, Yuwen flew across and climbed the watchtower to occupy the commanding heights. To the west, the 6,000 Black Flag Army began to advance cautiously according to the predetermined plan.

The night was at its deepest, and although there was a sudden panic, I don't know who was shouting in the night. Then, a loud bang shook the mountain, and a reservoir of gunpowder behind the side of the barracks was ignited, black smoke rose into the sky, and the air wave swept away the tent. Someone shouted, "Night Raid—"

"The black flag is coming—"

The guards on the watchtower raised their binoculars, and in the night on the east and west sides, figures were rolling in, and in the camp on the east side, I don't know how many people entered the barracks, and the fire ignited the tents. The soldiers, awakened from their slumber, rushed out of the tent in a panic, saw the fire flying in the sky, and a rocket flew up to the flagpole in the middle of the barracks and lit the flag.

The bombing of the camp can no longer be contained.

The Battle of Jinghu began.

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On the morning of September 17, Zhuo Yongqing and Qu Qing led the team towards Liudaoliang, and on the way they saw several figures of fleeing soldiers.

In the morning sun, the smoke of the six beams had calmed down, only the smell of blood still remained, and the heavy supplies in the barracks were still in good condition, and more than 6,000 prisoners of war were guarded in the col on the west side of the barracks.

After Zhuo Yongqing and Qu Qing arrived, several teams arrived one after another, and the team of more than 7,000 people led by Chen Fan suffered no more than 100 casualties in last night's battle. Scouts who asked Zhu Jing in Juling County to send troops to collect prisoners and deliver supplies have been dispatched.

A group of soldiers of the Huaxia Army gathered on the side of the battlefield, although they all seemed to be happy, but the discipline was still serious, and the nerves of the various units were still tense, which was a sign that they were ready to continue fighting.

Zhuo Yongqing and Qu Qing participated in the subsequent combat meeting, which was attended by Chen Fan, Ji Qian'er, Zhuo Xiaofeng and other generals who belonged to the 29th Army, as well as several leaders who came out of the southwest earlier. Except for the "honest monk" Feng Zhen, intelligence traffickers are still active outside, and half of the teams released a few years ago have already moved closer to Chen Fan's side at this time.

Now he is named the deputy marshal of the 29th Chinese Army, but in fact, Chen Fan, who has full authority to manage the military affairs of Miaojiang, is a middle-aged man in his forties. If there are old people who have participated in the Yongle Uprising here, they may find that Chen Fan and Fang Qifo's temperament on the battlefield are somewhat similar.

Probably after washing his hands and face briefly, Chen Fan shook off the water stains on his hands, rubbed his palms, and asked people to put the map on the table where they had been confiscated.

“…… Last night, the camp was bombed, and most of the people fled to the east, and Yu Gusheng and his son took a few thousand people, and we were sure to go to the northeast. Guo Baohuai is a hundred miles away, with 50,000 people under his command, and he may be slightly stronger than Yu Gu Sheng in the fight. Then there is Li Touhe, who is further away in the southeast, with a total of 100,000 people in two groups. ”

He tapped his finger on the map a few times.

“…… Defeat them before the silver magic can arrive. ”

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Feng Zhen rode a horse all the way east, and in the afternoon, he arrived at an abandoned village in the mountains east of Pingxiang, where people and horses were already gathering.

He was fat, covered with flesh, and rode all the way to the horse, and both men and horses were tired enough. When he arrived near the abandoned village, he did not rush in, and went up the mountain behind the village panting, where a middle-aged man who looked like a hard-working old farmer was already waiting.

"Comrade Feng, it's hard work." The other party looked sad, his voice was not high, but his address after opening his mouth was quite formal. Feng Zhen saluted him, but he didn't dare to be contemptuous, every person in the Huaxia Army was out-and-out crazy, and this person in front of him was one of them.

This person's name is Tian Song, originally a blacksmith in Bianliang, hardworking and simple, and later Jingping was arrested and sent to the north, and was rescued from the north by the Huaxia army. At this time, although his appearance looked sad and simple, he was really good enough to kill the enemy, Feng Zhen knew how ruthless this person's methods were.

After chatting with each other for a few words, the two walked down the mountain, and arrived at a hidden mountain beam halfway up the mountainside, Tian Song sent away the guards arranged here, took out the binoculars and handed them to Feng Zhen, Feng Zhen looked at the village below, and saw that many people in the village were wearing Jurchen clothes and armor.

Tian Song took out a small album from his arms: "There is no problem with the armor, and the 'little prince' has also been arranged." This plan has been prepared for several years, and when Yan Qingjue was mining in the mountains, Xiao He has been imitating it, and this time it seems that it will be fine. Comrade Feng, if the plan of the 29th Army has already been decided......"

His words were low and even a little weak, but only from the deepest part of that tone could Feng Zhen hear the enthusiasm contained in the other party's voice, he saw the "little prince" in the crowd below who was giving orders, and looked at it for a while before he spoke.

"Guo Baohuai has already made arrangements over there, theoretically speaking, fight Guo Baohuai first, and then hit Li Touhe, Chen Shuai hopes that you will act when you have the opportunity and can do it when you are sure. At present, what needs to be considered is that although the little prince has been targeted by Fulu's predecessors since he set off from Jiangzhou, for the time being, I don't know how long I can pester them, if you go to Li Touhe's side first, and the little prince is alert and sends someone here, you still have a great risk. ”

"Well, that's right." Tian Song, who was beside him, nodded.

Feng Zhen sighed in his heart, he has walked in the rivers and lakes all his life, and has seen countless outlaws, most of the slightly normal ones will say the truth of "seeking wealth and danger", and the more crazy ones will say "it can be drawn", only Tian Song and the like look sincere, and I am afraid that he has not considered the risks he said at all. He said: "Everything is still based on your own judgment and act according to the opportunity, but you must pay attention to your safety and try to take care of yourself." ”

"Of course." Tian Song nodded, a calm smile appeared on his wrinkled face, and said, "Li Touhe's head, we will take it." ”

After explaining the matter, it was almost evening, and the leader of the team who looked like an old farmer walked towards the abandoned village, and soon after, this team composed of "Little Prince" and martial arts masters was about to march in the direction of Li Touhe in the southwest.

Feng Zhen got on his horse and continued to rush in the direction of the northeast, Fu Lu led a group of green forest people to continue the entanglement with Wanyan Qingjue, and before Wanyan Qingjue realized that the situation was wrong, he was also responsible for making the water even more turbid.

At the same time, the rout team of Yu Gusheng and Yu Mingzhou, who had fled all the way, had already connected with the scouts sent by Guo Baohuai.

Over the past few years, the various plans and hole cards that the Huaxia Army has successively woven are gradually turning over.

In the eleventh year of Jianshuo, in mid-to-late September, with the gradual collapse of the Zhou dynasty. At the point in time when many people had not yet reacted, the 29th Chinese Army, which had a total of only more than 10,000 troops, under the leadership of Chen Fan, only rushed out of Changsha and marched eastward with only half of its troops, opening the prelude to the entire Battle of Jinghu.

At the end of September, more than 100,000 troops collapsed in front of Chen Fan's 7,000 Huaxia Army, and the battle line was directly cut into the hinterland of Jiangnan West Road by Chen Fan with a fierce attitude.