December of this year is coming, and the Yellow River area is full of wind and snow, as before, and it seems that it is unwilling to stop again.↖
However, in the past, even in the heavy snow, the people still dotted around have become rare. The wild village is as desolate as a ghost, and there are corpses in the snow.
In the wind and snow, the rustling sound of horse hooves occasionally sounded. At the edge of the woods, three tall Jurchens rode on horseback, moving forward slowly and carefully, staring at the woodland not far away, one of them had already
Pull the bow and take the arrow.
The moment the horse's figure appeared in sight, there was only a loud noise, and the snow on the tree fell, and someone leaped on the tree. As the snow fell, the horse's hooves were frightened and turned sharply, and the arrows flew into the sky.
The real person suddenly drew his sword. In the short roar, there were figures rushing from the side. The tall figure swung out like a tiger's roar, and a punch hit the Jurchen war horse's neck.
The blood of the big bunch splattered out with minced meat, the war horse screamed and neighed, and fell down like a mountain. The Jurchens on the horse rolled up with snow. In an instant, the figures on both sides rushed, the weapons intersected, and a Jurchens were a Jurchen.
He was suddenly separated during the fight, and two Han people surrounded him and killed him. The man who rushed over and punched the neck of the war horse with one punch was tall and even a little taller than the Jurchen. After a few fights, he grabbed the other person's shoulders and skin.
jacket.
This big man was burly and immersed in tiger claws. He had been fisting for many years. He suddenly rushed out and went down the mountain like a tiger. Even the tall northern war horse ate his neck and grabbed it, and his throat was broken. At this time, he grabbed it.
Living on the shoulders of the Jurchens was a tear. However, although the Jurchens had not practiced the systematic Central Plains martial arts, they had been hunting among the white mountains and black waters for many years. They probably had encountered black bears and tigers, and they stabbed them out with one sword with their right hand.
The left shoulder struggled with all its strength, and it turned out like a giant python. The man tore it and retreated, and the fur coat was torn to pieces all over the sky, but there was only a little blood on the Jurchen shoulders.
However, in front of the Jurchen, the man who had just jumped down the tree had already rushed over with a knife. At this time, the Jurchen was the man who used tiger claws on the left. On the right was another Han scout attacked by the scout on the right.
As soon as he stepped back, there was the trunk of a big tree behind him.
With a bang, his figure was hit on the trunk of a tree. The knife holder in front almost rushed up with the man and the knife tip penetrated from under his neck. The next moment he pierced him, the knife held the knife
The man pulled out suddenly, and the sword light swung from bottom to top to form a circle, and he fought with another Jurchen scout who rushed up to save the person. The blood line drawn from the human body flew on the white snow.
Going far, straight.
There are martial artists among the Han people, but Jurchens are born to fight against the world. Strong people are no less powerful than martial arts masters. For example, the Jurchen scout who was forced to kill by three people, his body movement to break free from the tiger's claws.
Even most masters may not be able to make it come out. If it is a single-on-one desperate battle, it is still unknown who will win. However, the battle formation cannot be ruled. The blade is bloody, and the three Han scouts' aura surged. They are heading towards the girl behind.
The man surrounded him again.
Another scout who was still on the horse shot an arrow, turned his horse's head and ran away. The Jurchen scout who was left was killed on the ground in a few breaths. At this time, the Jurchen man who was riding a horse was already
When he got to the distance, he turned around and shot another arrow, and obtained the knife-holding man who jumped down from the tree and killed the first man.
The arrow flew over, and the man's mouth was bloody. He reached out and grabbed it with a sneer. Then he grabbed it in the empty space, and the arrow pierced into his heart.
He fell down on the snow. Two companions rushed up to help him.
The battle in an instant had calmed down, leaving only the scarlet red between the wind and snow, which would soon be frozen. The remaining Jurchen scout rode his horse and ran for a long time.
There was a snowy ridge ahead, and just about to turn, a figure suddenly flashed out in his vision.
He subconsciously fired an arrow, but the black figure was as fast as thunder and ghostly as it seemed. At first glance, it was several feet away. In a blink of an eye, it rushed to the front of him, and even the wind and snow seemed to be washed away.
The black figure shone on his body with a knife. On the snowy hill, the Jurchen cavalry seemed to be running and was suddenly stunned, and then was knocked off the horse by something.
Behind the snowy slope, two figures turned out at this time. They were two men wearing military officers' costumes. They looked at the Jurchen war horses who were at a loss on the snow and the Jurchen scolding who began to seep blood from the snow.
, slightly shocked, but the most important thing was naturally the man in black standing beside him. The man in black holding a single sword looked calm and his appearance was not young anymore. He was very skilled in martial arts and was just taking full advantage. The Jurchens had no idea at all.
The ability to resist, hot air is slightly evaporated from the forehead.
"Senior Fulu and Jurchen scouts often use three people as a team. If this person is alone, he is afraid that his companions are on his side..." One of the officers looked around and reminded him.
The man in black holding a knife shook his head: "This Jurchen man ran very fast, and his blood was surging all over his body. This is a sign of life-and-death battle just now. He is just alone here, and his two companions have been killed.
Obviously I still want to go back to report the news. Since I met him, I must not let him go." Then I went to search for the body of the Jurchen man on the ground.
"Senior Fulu is saying." The two officers said this and went to search the luggage on the horse.
What appeared here at this time was the blessing that was lucky enough to survive after Zhou Tong assassinating Wanyan Zonghan failed.
In the battle to assassinate Zong Han, Zhou Tong fought to the point of exhaustion and was eventually beheaded by Wanyan Xiyin with a sword. Fulu's wife Zuo Wenying broke into the crowd at the last moment and threw Zhou Tong's head towards him. After that, Zhou Tong
Zuo Wenying died, but he led Zhou Tong's head, but he had to fight hard to survive.
He was chased by the cavalry sent by Zonghan. Even under the reward issued by Zonghan, some people from the Wu Dynasty wanted to get Zhou Tong's head to receive the bounty. After encountering him, he attacked him.
With Zhou Tong's head, he returned to Zhou Tong's hometown, Tongguan, Shaanxi, and found a tomb for burial - he did not dare to tell others about this, but was only worried that the Jurchens would become more powerful in the future, so someone dug the tomb and found the Zong.
Han and others received the reward - when the old man was buried, the rain was falling, and the wild ridges and barren mountains were the only one serving the sacrifice. He had already felt like he was killed, but he remembered that the old man had been serving the country and the people all his life, and he might have been buried after his death.
Nothing can be made public, and no one can be given to the tribute. I still can’t help but feel sad and bent over and cry.
Fulu followed Zhou Tong in this life, both servants and disciples, relatives and friends. After he got married with Zuo Wenying, he had a son, but after the full moon, he was raised in the countryside. At this time, he might have been married and had children. But he was just him.
With Zuo Wenying, he was with Zhou Tong. He may have had a grandson and has never taken care of or cared about this son over the years. For him, the only real relatives may be Zhou Tong and the older ones around him.
wife.
His wife was determined and decisive in nature, and she was better than him. Looking back, when she assassinated Zong Han, her wife and he were ready to die. However, at the last moment, his wife snatched the old man's head and headed towards him.
The heart of the heart is unspeakable, but I hope he can survive in the end. In that way, the two most important in his life died one after another in less than a few breaths.
After burying Zhou Tong's head, life is meaningless to him. Thinking of his wife's throw before his death adds sadness. He just stayed with the old man for so many years. The option to commit suicide will never appear in his heart.
. He left Tongguan. He thought with his martial arts, he might be able to find Zong Han to assassinate him again, but at this time Zong Wang had already gone south like a devastating thing. He thought that if the old man was still there, he would definitely go to the most dangerous and
The key place. So he went south all the way to Bianliang to wait for an opportunity to assassinate Zong Wang.
However, as the way, Zong Wang had already launched an attack outside the Bianliang City. Hundreds of thousands of royal soldiers were defeated one after another, and the defeated soldiers fled. The corpse was broken into the wild. Fulu could not find the opportunity to assassinate Zong Wang, but was moving around around.
On the way, I met many people from Green Forest. In fact, Zhou Tong's death was already publicized by the public opinion power of Zhuji. Some people from Green Forest also knew him. After seeing him, he only followed his leader and said he wanted to go.
Everyone was willing to follow Zong Wang when they assassinated. But at this time, the situation outside Bianliang City was not like that in Xinzhou City, and the iron barrel of Moutuogang was a piece, so such an assassination opportunity was not easy to find.
Fulu traces back to the name Ning Yi in the traces of public opinion propaganda. He remembers this man who acts differently from Zhou Tong but can praise Zhou Tong. Fulu doesn't like him very much, but he thinks that in big things, the other party will definitely
He is a reliable person. He wants to find an opportunity to tell Zhou Tong’s bone burial place: he has no nostalgia in this world, and he doesn’t think he will live too long. Tell him about this matter, if one day
The Jurchens left, and others wanted to pay tribute to Zhou Tong, and they could find a place. The man was called "heart demon" and "blood-handed man slaughter". If someone really wanted to desecrate Zhou Tong's place to be buried after his death
, with his fierce means, it will definitely make people die and have no way to regret it.
However, after making such a decision, the first thing he met was Chen Yanshu, the commander of the Wusheng Army of Daming Prefecture. During the Jurchen storm in the early morning of September 25, the Wusheng Army was defeated extremely miserably, and Chen Yanshu led his
The personal soldiers fled and threw away their armor, but they did not have much injuries. After the defeat, he was afraid that the court would punish him, so he wanted to make some achievements and frantically gathered the collapsed army. During this period, he encountered Fulu.
Chen Yanshu knew Zhou Tong. Although he did not regard the old man as a big deal, during this period, Zhu Ji tried his best to promote it, which made the reputation of the world's number one master soar in the army.
. His army was severely disintegrated. When he met Fulu, he had some ideas about it. He knew that this man had always been with Zhou Tong. Although he was low-key, his martial arts were all the true teachings of Zhou Tong. If you want to say that he was one of the best masters under the masters.
It was not an exaggeration to recruit him immediately. Fulu didn't find Ning Yi at the first time and didn't care about who he was working for, so he agreed and helped under Chen Yanshu's command.
A few months later, the wind and snow fell, and the Jurchens began to attack Bianliang. Chen Yanshu gathered more than 30,000 people, but they still had no military ambitions and could not fight at all. Although the city of Bianliang was urging the king to speed up
He quickly rescued the capital city, but probably was already desperate about it. Although he urged him, he did not form pressure on the lower part. When Zong Wang's army attacked the city, the city defense of Bianliang was on the verge of danger every day, but the situation outside the city was quite subtle.
Everyone was waiting for others to attack, but they also understood that these scattered soldiers who had no intention of fighting were not the Jurchen generals. In such a delay, four thousand people suddenly came out and rushed into Mou Tuo.
News about Gangdaying has spread on this snow field.
At this time, although the defeated forces on the snow field were divided into several stocks, there were still simple contacts between them. They talked about each other every day, and they were worried about the country and the people, saying: "If you send me out, I'll do it.
"It's common, but the soldiers and generals under your command are really unable to move. The morale of the army has been broken, so everyone can hoard one place and maintain a whole look. If they really want to kill Bianliang City
If you fight to the death, less than half of your troops will be dispersed. Among them, except for the Western Army in the Zong Division, which may also retain a little combat power, most of the rest are like this.
In this case, some people still raised their strength and slashed at the Jurchens without saying hello to them. Not to mention that the Jurchens were scared, they were also scared. The first reaction of everyone was Xi
The army took action, after all, they had few fights between the two sides on weekdays. Zhong Shidao and the two Western leaders in Zhong Shi were both famous generals. They were very famous and preserved their strength, which was not surprising. But soon,
This was heard from the capital.
At this time, the 4,000 people were still stationed in the center of all forces, and they seemed to be extremely arrogant. They were not afraid of the Jurchen raid at all. At this time, all forces on the snow field sent scouts to start investigating.
On this battlefield, the Western Army began to move, and the Eternal Victory Army began to move. Zhang Linghui, Liu Shunren's army and Guo Yaoshi separated, and the more than 4,000 people rushed towards the center. These people finally started to move in the wind and snow.
They even took more than a thousand civilians without combat power to cross a huge arc in the wind and snow. They headed towards Xia Village, and Zhang Linghui and Liu Shunren led more than 10,000 people under their command. They quickly corrected
The direction was on November 29th, and the distance between these more than 4,000 people was quickly shortened. Now, the scouts have started a close-range confrontation.
Fulu was sent by Chen Yanshu to explore all this - he volunteered. Recently, Chen Yanshu and more than 30,000 people have been holding their troops. When he was in it, Fulu noticed them again
Without fighting spirit, he had already tended to leave. Chen Yanshu also saw this, but firstly, he could not tie Fu Lu. Secondly, he needed to stay in the army for propaganda, so he had to let two officers follow him.
When he came here, he did not release other Green Forest people brought by Fulu to accompany Fulu. He thought that if he did this, he would probably have to come back.
Fulu was also curious about this team that suddenly emerged. He was heartbroken about the low combat power of the Wu Dynasty army, but he empathized with the strength of the Jurchens. The army that could fight head-on with the Jurchens?
Does it exist? Did they succeed in a surprise attack and then exaggerate their achievements? This idea is actually the mainstream among the surrounding forces.
I don’t know which army it is, but I’m really lucky…
Naturally, Fulu didn't think so. In his opinion, even if he had luck, it would be a good thing to use it as a basis for it.
When he came here this time, the first thing he found was the team of the Changsheng Army.
This army of more than 10,000 people was moving rapidly in the wind and snow, and sent a large number of scouts to explore the front. Fulu naturally did not do military affairs, but he was a master close to the level of a master. For human physique and will,
The momentum inside and out is the most familiar. Although the combat power shown by the two teams of the Eternal Winning Army is insufficient compared to the Jurchens, compared with the Wu Dynasty army, these men from the north are outside Yanmen Pass.
After the best training, I don’t know how much higher it is.
Fulu was secretly shocked to see it. He learned from another scout team sent by Chen Yanshu that the 4,000-man team that should belong to Qin Shaoqian was not far ahead, and he was burdened with more than a thousand civilians.
It may be difficult to reach Xia Village, so it will be intercepted. Fulu rushed towards this side and just happened to kill the Jurchen scout.
Although the wind and snow were not too heavy at this time, it was difficult to distinguish the direction and destination on the snow field. After searching for the corpse, the three of them moved forward again. Then they found that they might have gone in the wrong direction and turned back. Then,
He had met or passed by several scouts from the ever-winning army, so that he had confirmed that he had caught up with the brigade.
It was already afternoon, and the sky was dark. When I walked to a snowy ridge, Fulu had already noticed the movement in the wind and snow ahead. He reminded the two people around him that the Changsheng Army might be in front of him. He dismounted nearby and quietly
Walking forward, passing through a forest, there was a snowy ridge in front of me. After going up, the three of them suddenly fell down.
An army of tens of thousands of people stretches out in front of them.
It was Zhang and Liu from the Changsheng Army. At this time, the flags were extended and the lineup was solemn. They set up a formation in front of them. It seemed that they were actually stopping the team. The two officers of Wusheng Army were shocked to see it.
Shocking, although they may not be able to win the war, they have a vision. They know that if such an army starts a war with their own side, the current Wusheng army will only be killed like a pig or a dog. Fu Lu is a warrior, and he feels such murderous aura.
His own qi and blood have also surged up, gritting his teeth, wishing he could rush out and die with the enemy general, but they immediately reacted:
"Why did they stop..."
"What happened..."
As soon as he spoke about this, Fulu vaguely saw the scene on the snowy ridge in the other side through the wind and snow. Looking from here, his vision was blurry, but there were vague figures on the snowy ridge.
Then, a "bang" sound came over, but the sound was not just a sound, but there were hundreds or thousands of sounds mixed together. It was like a knock between metal, or a hit on the leather. Fulu
It can be heard that it should be the scabbard of the battle knife, which was slapped on the saddle.
Thousands of battle knives were slapped at the same time.
The sound suddenly sounded in the wind and snow, and came over, and then became quiet. After a few breaths, it was another moment. Although it was monotonous, thousands of swords slapped like this, and there was a vague murderous aura. In the distance, the area in the distance was full of murderous aura.
In the wind and snow, in the vague sight, the horse team lined up quietly on the snowy ridge, waiting for the brigade of the ever-winning army.
After a moment, a murderous shout came from here: "Changsheng--"
"Every victory!"
"Every victory!"
Three consecutive sounds, ten thousand people shouted together, almost able to crush the wind and snow, but no one charged before the leader issued the order.
Fulu had already felt the rust breath in his mouth, which was the faint excitement of the warriors. The array opposite, all the cavalry combined, were only more than 2,000. They were waiting there, facing tens of thousands of people. The ever-winning army, with its huge murderous intent, no one dared to move forward.
After a moment, the slapping sound came again, and then, it was another, with the same interval, as if it was slapping on everyone's heartbeat.
The wind and snow are howling, the battle formation is like a forest, the whole atmosphere is about to break out... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better, updated and faster!