The sky was bright and the morning breeze was blowing in the wilderness as always.
Wanyan Qingjue was restless and woke up early. He sat in the darkness and listened to the noise outside. The Chinese army camp had begun to get up. There were faint voices and sometimes a shout, and a little light came through.
It came in through the gap between the fence and the wooden house in the prison camp.
Human footsteps on the ground made a rustling sound, which sounded like ants crawling. There were also sounds of turning over in this dark barracks. Most of the companions woke up, but did not make any sound, and even turned over at night.
The noise of the shackles that I had been wearing was much lessened now.
Wanyan Qingjue recalled the scene when she was a child and learned to listen to the ground in the old forest in the north. Old hunters all have this ability, and soldiers also have it. People camped at night, sleeping on the ground, waiting for danger, and the slightest noise within a few miles could wake them up.
.Those imprisoned here today are all elite generals of the Jurchen army. Although it is still dark, the movements that occur in the military camp not far away are as if they are happening around them.
The soldiers of the Chinese Army got up one after another, cleaning up the house, washing up, and having breakfast. Mixed with the chaotic sound of footsteps, there were also the sounds of neat queues and choruses of cheers. Such movements were immersed in the chaos, but slowly
Slowly, those chaotic footsteps will completely turn into a neat sound.
After being placed next to the Chinese military camp for nearly two months, this kind of sound was the first thing they would witness every day. Such things were ordinary and monotonous, but gradually, they could understand the horror of it and what it meant to them.
Generally speaking, such footsteps are depressing and gloomy.
But they happen day after day, and today is no exception.
Wanyan Qingjue's mind went along with the memory of when his father taught him how to listen to the land, as well as the first time he saw fighting, the first time he saw the army - at his age, the Jurchens were no longer hunters.
, it was an era when heroes were constantly fighting and winning. He grew up with the God of Ceres and has been fighting to this day.
If I could do it again, how would I deal with such footsteps?
The morning breeze caressed the feet, and the shackles on their feet were heavy. Perhaps the same thoughts came to many people in the room: they once made the most ferocious enemies tremble under their feet, and made the weak Han people kneel on the ground to accept the slaughter. They were defeated.
But what you haven't seen can't win again. If you can do it again...
There was the sound of wheels coming in from outside the prisoner camp, and the Chinese army's cooking squad brought breakfast. Then footsteps came from outside, ordering them to get up.
The sky in the east turned white, and they lined up to walk to the small central square where they were dining. The lights of the military camp not far away were gradually extinguished with the sunrise, and the sound of footsteps gradually became more orderly.
The breakfast tasted good, but it was not rich, and there was no meat. Many people breathed a sigh of relief. They secretly looked at the soldiers around them, and some of them knew Chinese and were good at sociability and even asked a few words in private, but they found no ominous signs.
In the military camp not far away, many queues had already formed.
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The face with burn marks was reflected in the mirror, looking sinister. I used a brush to rub some powder on it and smeared it upward.
His fierce face showed embarrassment and he turned his head away.
"Hey, I think a grown man should stop doing this..."
"Don't move, don't move. It's you who said you need to think of something, and you're the one who told me to do it. Mao Yishan, can you please just do it!" Qu Qing took his big head and twisted it.
"I mean...the scar on my face is ugly. I'm afraid it will scare the children. After all, I'm going to be at the front of our group, but you...I'm a grown man wearing powder. It's too shameful to say it..."
"What is powdering? This is called disguise. Do you understand disguise? When we were fighting Li Touhe, one of us disguised himself as a Jurchen prince. He easily destroyed the opponent's army of 100,000 people... so this disguise
It's an advanced method, passed down from brother Yan Qingyan. Although we are not that proficient, we can try it on your face to make your scar less scary, and there will still be no problem~"
"I always feel that you are trying to trick me..."
"We have been brothers for so many years. When have I ever tricked you? Hey, don't move. Apply it evenly and you won't see it... Look, it's just the same color as your face... This technique doesn't mean it's necessary.
Others can't see your scar, but the burned scar is really ugly, so just make it slightly less conspicuous. This technique is very advanced, and I only learned it recently..."
"Recently... Hey, you haven't seen that little brother Yan Qingyan recently. Who did you learn it from... You learned it from Yong Jinrou, right? Then you learned how to apply powder from a woman... Forget it, I won't do it.
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"Don't move, it will be fine soon... This is the idiom that means different paths lead to the same destination. The stone from the mountain can attack the jade. What do you know, you bumpkin? It will be fine soon. Hey, look again, is it shallow?
It’s a lot, won’t it scare the kids?”
Mao Yishan looked at himself in the mirror: "It seems... almost..."
"It looks much better at first glance. Your face has been burned after all. If you don't want to see it at all, you can only put a piece of skin on it." Qu Qing finished his own affairs and patted his shoulder, "Okay.
There's only so much that brother can do to help you. Look at how evenly the powder is applied, and pay attention to it to ensure that you don't reveal your secrets for a long time. Of course, if you really feel uncomfortable, you can also wipe it off..."
Mao Yishan stared at the mirror, and his mother-in-law asked: "How about just wiping it off? What the hell is going on with me..."
"It was you who said that it would frighten the stone after you burned it like that. That's why I helped you think of a way. I thought of a way for you to do this. It's such a big deal. Why don't you just rub something on your face! You have something on your mind!"
"The main thing is that I don't want to show off. To be honest, I don't want to go ahead. You said that my comrade-in-arms has died, so it doesn't matter if I go ahead and praise my merits. I'm not Zhuo Yongqing. He is beautiful and others like to see him..."
"Okay, okay, okay, country bumpkin, I've never seen you nervous on the battlefield. Anyway, I've wiped it with powder for you. I have other things to do. I have to go to the meeting point first. By the way, there's something I want to show you first."
Qu Qing sneered at Mao Yishan's performance today, then took out a brochure and handed it to him, "Look, it was printed in these two days and will be sent out this afternoon. The results of each army and division in this battle
Your achievements and touching deeds are all written in it, your regiment is also there, your name is all in it, now your name will be left forever."
"Really? My, my name...what's there to write about..."
Mao Yishan stared and took the booklet titled "The Meritorious Record of the Chinese Army's Southwest Campaign". He opened it and flipped through two pages. Qu Qing waved his hand and left. Mao Yishan hadn't even turned to his regiment yet.
He wanted to say a few more words to Qu Qing, but thought that the other party was busy, so he gave up. After Qu Qing left, he flipped through two pages of the book and couldn't help but glance at himself in the mirror.
He probably has never cared about his appearance in his life, but he is somewhat resistant to being exposed in front of the people. In addition, the scar on his face left when he attacked the sword gate is still quite conspicuous, so he can't help but complain a few times.
. He complained casually, and Qu Qing also casually helped him solve it. By this time, his makeup had already been put on, and he was really torn in his heart. On the one hand, he felt that the grown man should not care about this matter, on the other hand...
"...It seems okay..."
He looked at the mirror a few more times and saw that the burn scars that were originally obvious did indeed appear to have faded a lot.
After being confused for a moment, I saw the powder box and brush left by Qu Qing.
Qu Qing is not good at kung fu and has only learned half of what he learned from Brother Yan. This scar still looks very conspicuous, otherwise I should rub it more... Anyway, I have done it all, and I will never stop doing it...
He picked up the brush and added a little more powder to the scar on the left cheek.
It looks... seems to be much better.
Mao Yishan scratched his head and walked out of the room.
The morning light revealed that groups of soldiers were forming up in the huge military camp square. Mao Yishan gestured to the deputy commander, and nearly a hundred people in his regiment quickly gathered together and began to line up nearby.
There is no need for everyone to participate in the military parade. The regiment led by Mao Yishan has a total of more than ninety people, one-third of whom are in reserve. Some of these soldiers are wounded with broken arms and legs - broken
The three people on the feet are in wheelchairs. Most of them have made meritorious service in this battle. This is the first military parade after defeating the Jurchens. There may be many battles in the future, but for these disabled soldiers, this may
This is their only chance to participate.
Mao Yishan walked to the front of the formation and counted the number of people. The sun was rising from the eastern sky, and the city was waking up in the distance of the field of vision.
"Although it is nothing compared to the battle with the Jurchens, today is still a big day. You all know the specific itinerary. We will set off later and gather at the predetermined point. We will enter the city at three o'clock and join the Seventh Army for review.
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Mao Yishan was walking in front of the formation, tidying up the clothes of some soldiers, and said casually: "What should be said about today's military parade, I have already said it during the drill. We have dozens of people from one regiment, and among all the people
You deserve this long face, but according to me, it is also your blessing! Why? You are lucky to be alive."
"...Today we defeated the Jurchens openly for the first time. Logically speaking, it is not time to enjoy the blessings. Today in Chengdu, there are our relatives, friends from outside, and enemies with ill intentions, so they
This military parade is called a review. Firstly, it allows these relatives and friends to see how we usually practice and what we are like. Secondly, it allows those troublemaking bastards to see what we are like. So today’s military parade is as follows:
It doesn't make any difference if you fight... Look at your collar, you don't have the attitude of fighting."
The soldiers in the team laughed.
"...I just defeated the Jurchens for the first time in an upright and fair manner. In other words, there will be many times in the future..."
Groups of soldiers were gathering in the military camp square. Since it was not yet time to set off, the leaders of each regiment were mostly lecturing or asking the soldiers to stand. Mao Yishan criticized the soldier whose collar was not straightened.
, he said this casually in front of the formation, but fell silent. He put his hands behind his back and looked at everyone, then looked back at the situation in the entire square, lowered his head and adjusted his mood.
"...Well, speaking of it, there is another good thing. Today is a good day... You have a good face during the military parade and will be remembered by others in the future. I have a book here and I have written down all the achievements of our regiment.
According to what they said, this is a good thing that will leave a name forever. Well, this book has been printed. I got it first. Let me take a look at the things about our group..."
Mao Yishan took out the book that Qu Qing had given him from the pocket of his military uniform and flipped through it in front of the formation. He quickly found it.
"Now, I've written several pages here. Although our regiment belongs to the fifth division, but this time we achieved first-class collective merit. Look at it, it says we are the sharp knife regiment of the fifth division, Yuyuxi Killer
In Erlili, he later focused on breaking Jiange, which was a great achievement. It is written here, the regimental commander...the deputy regimental commander Li Qing, Gu Aliu, Li Chuan, Zhuo...Xiao Zhuo's name...the deputy regimental commander is so
Too...doesn’t it seem that I, the leader of the group, am not very authentic..."
I hadn't read this book carefully before, but when I took it out to read it on the spot, the situation was a bit embarrassing. One regiment leader was followed by the names of five deputy regiment leaders. The reason was simple. Four of them had already sacrificed their lives, and even called
The one who was used to Xiao Zhuo couldn't pronounce his name because it was too unfamiliar. He muttered in his mouth, his voice gradually lowered, and then he stretched out his hand to wipe his nose. The book not only recorded the achievements of Yuyu Creek and Jianmen Pass.
, there are also records of many tragic fights along the way. However, the fighting continued at that time, and the people who died were replaced by new people. I didn’t have time to think about it carefully. I listed them all at this time, and then I realized that so many battles had gone through.
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"...We were attacked from both sides...repelled thirteen enemy attacks...Second Battalion Commander Xu San'er cut off the rear, heroically...When did I report his sacrifice to the superior? This grandson stole my coat and never got it back...
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"Li Qing, read it to them, there are a few words in the middle that I don't know!" Mao Yishan, who was mumbling, suddenly shouted, and Li Qing, the deputy leader who came up from the top, came over and took the book from the beginning.
When he started reading, Mao Yishan stood there with a dark face, but a group of soldiers looked at him. After a while, some people seemed to start whispering to each other, and some looked at Mao Yishan and seemed to be suppressing a smile.
Mao Yishan frowned and looked back. The other party suddenly turned solemn, but the other soldiers had already looked at him: "Regiment, commander..."
"What!?"
"You, your face..."
Someone snorted.
Mao Yishan reacted and reached out to wipe his face. His hands were full of powder. His burn scar was on the left side of his face, also under his eyes. At this time, the powder was still stained with some moist things and turned into lumps.
Mao Yishan's expression did not change. He stretched out his hand and touched it hard: "Mother, Qu Qing!" He turned and left.
He strode to the pool next to the camp, held water in his hands and washed all the powder off his face, and then walked back with a serious face. When he washed his face, his cheeks were somewhat hot, but he didn't admit it now.
All the soldiers were still laughing, and deputy commander Li Qing was also laughing. Some of this was intentional. Someone said, "Captain, this powder is really not suitable for you."
"Captain, you are usually quite handsome."
"Yeah, it's the kind that's different from ordinary people and very special..."
"Ha ha……"
"Okay!" Mao Yishan shook the water on his hand, "After the fire here, I scared the child just after I got home, but the bad idea Qu Qing gave me today... is what I said before, if I can get through this alive
One event is your blessing. We are leaving today on behalf of our group, and also on behalf of... everyone who is alive and dead! So cheer up, no one can lose face today!"
"Yes!" everyone replied.
"Besides, this matter is not allowed to spread today..."
"Pfft——"
"stand at attention--"
Mao Yishan shouted loudly.
So the soldiers suddenly stood upright, and their footsteps shook the ground.
"Look to the right—"
More than ninety people shook their heads, and the queue was like steel that suddenly stretched, and with the rising morning light, it organized...
Similar situations are happening in different places.
In the military camp north of Chengdu, Chen Hai also arranged the appearance of a group of soldiers. In front of him was a young soldier with both hands broken at the elbow. Chen Hai dusted off his clothes for him.
There are other disabled soldiers in the team. After this military parade, they will leave the army. Perhaps because of this, in the previous pace training, many disabled soldiers walked the most seriously.
Chen Hai inspected and sorted them out one by one without saying a word.
Liu Muchia, Niu Chengshu and others also gathered in the team.
The sun rises.
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In the city, crowds are gathering.
News of the Chinese military parade has been released for a long time. It is said to be a military parade. In fact, the entire process is the return of the Chinese Fifth Army and the Seventh Army in Chengdu. The two armies will enter from different city gates and pass through some main streets.
, meet at the newly cleared "Victory Square" northwest of the Maha Pond, where there will also be a review ceremony for the Jurchen captives.
Although there is no video or live broadcast of the current military parade, and the best viewing position next to Victory Square is only accessible to those with status, you can still watch the ceremony on the long street passing by during the march, and even on both sides of the road.
Restaurants and tea shops have already communicated with the Chinese army and launched services such as VIP viewing seats. After a round of inspection, you can go upstairs to the best position to watch the troops pass by.
The order-maintaining team separated most of the street for the troops to march. The other half of the road did not restrict pedestrians. However, there were staff wearing red sleeves who loudly reminded that when the Jurchen prisoners passed by, it was strictly forbidden to use stones, iron tools and other lethal objects.
Of course, beating people, even with mud, rotten eggs, or vegetable leaves, is not recommended.
Some red silk and ribbons had already been hung on both sides of the road, and many red flowers tied with silk were sold at extremely low prices. At this time, various kinds of paint were still scarce in the city, so bright red was always the most eye-catching.
The Huaxia Army's control over the people's hearts in Chengdu has not been very strong yet, but as soon as the cheap red flowers were sold, many people happily joined in the carnival of supporting the army.
Yu Hezhong, Yan Daolun and others had breakfast on the roadside. They did not take a car at this time and walked all the way, watching the scene on the street.
The suggestion to walk was made by Yan Daolun. Regarding this trip to Chengdu, he had mixed emotions at the moment. As Liu Guangshi's representative, his main policy was to gain some transaction convenience by actively showing favor to the Chinese Army.
, the current trend is not going wrong, but in terms of details, it is not necessarily very satisfactory.
When it comes to doing business, even if you have made the decision to take the initiative to show goodwill, you will still hope that your goodwill will be of greater value to the other party. If other parties cause huge trouble to the Huaxia Army, your own side
I have also mastered some of his flaws and weaknesses. The benefits that can be obtained by showing goodwill at this time are the greatest. If the other party is not in too much difficulty, the show of goodwill here will not be so important.
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Therefore, he was happy to see the turmoil on the night of July 20th come to an end. If he could kill Ning Yi, of course it would be best. Even if he couldn't, it would cause some trouble to the other party, and his own side would become more important.
Increase.
Until now, although the Chinese Army has given a lot of courtesy and preferential treatment to his side, Yan Daolun understands from the bottom of his heart that he has restrictions on the other party and the courtesy when there is a threat is completely different from the courtesy now.
In the interactions between people, what they seek is not to threaten each other and to be harmonious, but in the interactions between forces, the only relationship that can threaten each other and undermine each other is the most reliable. If you don't have the ability to be a villain, then
Not far from death.
At present, General Liu can only pose a limited threat to the Chinese army, and the help is also limited. Although the other party has given him courtesy, such courtesy is in vain. This is what makes him feel complicated and entangled.
On the other hand, Yu Hezhong's mood has become increasingly upset in recent days.
With the promotion of his teachers and the help of the Chinese Army, his position as the "mouthpiece" between the Chinese Army and Liu Guangshi became more and more reliable. But at the same time, the initial heat in his heart gradually calmed down, and he felt,
The distance between oneself and the other person seems to be constantly increasing.
After July 20th, Shishi was very busy, and he only saw the other party once. Although Shishi still treated him cordially, during the entire negotiation process, he gradually felt the power and strength embodied by the Chinese Army.
The position of teachers in this.
Some things cannot be seen clearly from a distance, but only when you are close can you understand the complexity. Just like the possible transaction between the Chinese Army and General Liu, this is an action with great stakes, and he can't actually play a role in the middle.
However, in the entire negotiation process, the real power to protect his position basically came from the Chinese Army. The division commander had a conversation with the commander named Lin Qiu, and the subsequent negotiations between the Chinese Army and the Chinese Army
Basically, they would lead him over and nod. If not, how important would he be in it?
When he dreamed back at midnight, he could clearly think of the problems in between. Especially after the turmoil on July 20th, the power of the Chinese army had opened the lid in Chengdu. He couldn't help but think about it. If compared with the situation in Bian back then,
In Liangcheng, what kind of position does the current master hold in it? If Ning Yi is regarded as the emperor...
He thought at first that if he became the link between the two forces, he would be able to interact with his master on an equal footing in the future, but now he feels the distance between him and the other party more clearly. The alienation and intimacy between his master and his master.
It all made him feel worried about gain and loss.
She is now such a capable and status person... If she really likes me...
With several thoughts intertwined in his mind, he followed Yan Daolun through the crowd and moved forward.
Similar to them, many people have already left their homes and walked through the crowds in the morning breeze towards "Victory Square". Among them, some were excited, some were novel, and some had serious eyes with ruthless expressions.
Unwilling resentment - but even these people, after all, came all the way to Chengdu, how could they miss the "big move" of the Chinese army?
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At 3 o'clock in the morning, outside Chengdu, Wanyan Qingjue and others were shackled and put into a prison van transporting prisoners - during this military parade, they did not even have to walk.
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Under the guard of his servants and disciples, Yang Tiehuai walked out of the gate of Xiangwu Guild Hall.
He was neatly dressed in a long-distance blue suit, with a high crown on his head, pursed lips, and serious eyes. In his hand was an invitation letter sent to him by the Huaxia Army.
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The chirping of birds came from the yard.
Qu Longjun opened her eyes and caught a glimpse of a figure leaving the room, which shocked her.
The figure came in at some unknown time. It didn't look like the fat Sister-in-law Gu. If she hadn't happened to wake up, she probably wouldn't have seen this scene.
Doctor Long Ao Tianlong...
Qu Longjun lay on the bed and didn't understand why the other party came into his ward so early in the morning. Although meals and medicines had been delivered to her in the past few days, the two parties had not exchanged a few words. He occasionally asked about her physical condition, which seemed to be the same.
A very common medical inquiry.
Her body was lying under the quilt, it was warm, and her clothes showed no signs of being touched. She listened for a while in the quilt, but there was no sound of footsteps from outside - the glimpse just now seemed fake.
She secretly turned her head and looked around. The sun was shining outside the room, but it was not very bright inside. There seemed to be something new on the small cabinet next to the bed. She reached over and touched it, then took it over.
It's a book.
Under the dim light, Qu Longjun, who had just woken up, looked at it several times before he could clearly see the writing on the cover of the book. The title of the book is not very particular. It is one of the miscellaneous books issued by the Chinese army after they took over the territory.
Shou Bin once criticized this kind of book: the language is vulgar, there is no literary grace, the book is scum...
The name of this book is: "Women Are Worth Half the Sky".
Qu Longjun held the book and shook it several times. There were no tricks or any messy things in the book. It even smelled like new ink.
Why did that little murderer put such a thing next to my bed?