Chapter 870 Hunger (Part 1)
Looking around, there is still white snow in the field of vision, and the sun shines down from above the thick clouds. In the evening, the weather rarely cleared up.
Linzhou’s city wall is not very high, but after a round of repairs in the second half of last year, it is still a fairly solid city defense. On the northern city wall, black flags were fluttering in the cold wind. Soldiers of the Chinese Army were moving up and down, carrying various defensive equipment. Hu Yanzhuo ran on the city wall, occasionally lending a hand to the soldiers carrying artillery and adjusting them. , or commanding the battalion company commander below to enter the responsible area, with a stern look.
Hu Yanzhuo had served as a general during the Wu Dynasty, and now his position in the Chinese army is regimental commander. Most of the people who came down from Liangshan Mountain were originally arrogant, but facing the soldiers under his command, Hu Yanzhuo didn't have much arrogance in his heart.
On the one hand, the Chinese army has strict military regulations, which are mostly reflected in training. After experiencing the strong combat power that resulted from it, Hu Yanzhuo, as a general, greatly appreciated such regulations. Secondly, more than half of the team now following Zhu Biao are veterans who have experienced the battles of Northwest and Xiaocanghe. They have been honed into a sword for ten years. Although Hu Yanzhuo was once an old-school general, he still has feelings for many soldiers in his heart. There is also respect for the experience.
Although these more than 10,000 people have been hiding in the Liangshan River for several years, they are not as proficient in the development and training of artillery and other weapons as the Southwest China Army. However, in the wars with the Jurchens for years, those who could face the Jin army without defeat, and survive the battles like Xiaocang River, there were only these ten thousand people north of the Yellow River, and there were no more.
At this time, the morale and iron blood of every soldier can be seen just from the methodical preparations on the city wall.
Linzhou Guard Xu Chunyi was shocked when he saw the scene on the city wall. At this moment, Guan Sheng had already come over and took him to a military meeting: "By the way, General Xu , the army is coming quickly. Your army and ours will fight side by side soon. Since we are friendly armies, we must get to know each other. Tonight tonight, our Chinese army will hold a mobilization meeting. Before that, we had some heart-to-heart talks. When I came here, I told you that I would like to lend you the barracks and the school grounds. It would be best for your brothers to come and join in..."
"Complain and talk to each other..."
"Oh, that's right. Sit down and chat with each other after dinner. Even though it’s only once and it doesn’t necessarily make them familiar, it’s always good for the soldiers to get to know each other.”
"Of course this is possible..."
"Okay, General Xu agreed, Xiao Sun, you can arrange the little things." Guan Sheng turned around and said to a deputy, then turned around: "Wait. The real big thing is the meeting with everyone..."
"But...the mobilization If we hold the meeting together, I'm afraid the space won't be big enough, and..."
"Oh, it doesn't matter, as I said, it's just to get acquainted. During the mobilization meeting, it's okay to separate. I want to discuss it with you first. Let’s take a look at the Jurchens’ intentions this time..."
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In the forest, war horses puffed out white air and roared. The sound of weapons was accompanied by the roar of human bodies falling to the ground, and high snow chunks were shoveled and splashed in all directions. Lu Junyi rushed out on the snow, nailing the spear in his hand to the ground, dragging the body away, and then suddenly pulled it out.
Red and white meet together, and the sound of hoofbeats on the opposite side has quickly shortened the distance. The Jurchen knight on the horse wields a steel sword and cuts it down. In front of the galloping horse, Lu Junyi's body shakes, and with a stroke The big gun seemed to disappear silently behind him, and the next moment, the gun tip came out from the other side of the body.
This is a form of the carbine. The spear roared into the sky, and snow marks burst out. The war horse's neck was shaved open by the spear under the huge impact, and then the sharp spear blade stabbed the Jurchen. The knight's chest soared into the sky. The horse fell down in the snow while running. The knight rolled on the snow. When he stood up, there was already a shocking scar on his chest. Lu Junyi had already rushed forward and pushed the equally tall Jurchen scout down. In the snow, he cut his throat with a wave of his hand.
In the blink of an eye, he killed two highly skilled Jurchen scouts, searched quickly for a while, then retrieved his mount, walked through the woods in the snow, and quickly headed towards the top of the mountain. .
Lu Yuanwai, who was once the number one gun and stick man in Hebei Province, is now forty-six years old. After joining the Chinese Army, Lu Junyi's initial idea was to serve as a general and lead troops in combat, but later, he and Yan Qing were arranged by Ning Yi to be instructors in the special operations team. When Li Shishi was walking in the Central Plains, he and Yan Qing Yan Qing followed and was secretly responsible for many secret tasks. When the war started in the Central Plains, he joined Zhu Biao to help and served as a scout. As the Jurchens broke camp, Lu Junyi rushed to the front line immediately.
After killing the two Jurchen scouts who met by chance, Lu Junyi went to the top of the mountain. On the road at the other end of the foothills, stretching banners and queues appeared in his field of vision. Lu Junyi picked up the telescope and carefully recorded the characteristics and possible flaws of each team...
More than 36,000 Jurchen troops, nearly 40,000 following the Han army, and more than 70,000 mighty As the people traveled south, Lu Junyi followed them. During this period, there were occasional chases and fights. At night, he and his companions met in a cave in the mountain to rest. In the night sky, Jurchen falcons flew over.
The game of life and death, the intersection of iron and blood, relatively speaking, many scenes more than ten years ago are like child's play.
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"...The Jurchen team that came this time, according to the information sent back from the front, was about 75,000 to be precise, and half of them were direct line elites with the speed of magic. , this team followed Aguda to conquer the world. Although there is a difference now, it is not much different. Their plan this time is to either defeat us or surround us. No matter which one, we will not allow it..."
"... But at the same time, we cannot retreat. If we retreat, Wei Sheng will not be able to hold on anymore. Therefore, we have to fight, and it is best to hurt them, but don't be too eager to win. It is not difficult to defend beautifully. We There are 10,000 Chinese troops here, and General Xu has more than 23,000 brothers. Before coming, Wang Juyun had already mobilized the Ming Dynasty army under his command. Help, the main force of King Ming’s army is nearly 30,000, and there are 20,000 people that have been recently expanded. Well, in terms of numbers, we still have the upper hand, haha, so what are you afraid of..."
In the warm room, the coach Their meeting has been going on, and Guan Sheng took Xu Chunyi to sit together, discussing various divisions and cooperation issues between the two parties. The Huaxia Army's reputation was so great that Xu Chunyi didn't have much persistence in the military. However, as the meeting progressed, he gradually heard voices outside and became confused.
“Kill the Jurchen dogs!”
“…Kill the Jurchen dogs!”
“We are human beings too!”
"...They are also human beings -"
Sounds like this occasionally came out, which sounded a bit ridiculous at first. However, as the number of people joining increased, the sound became a bit frightening. Xu Chunyi occasionally asked Guan Sheng: "This is..."
"Oh, it's okay. We all have a heart-to-heart talk together, and it sounds very lively. Let's talk about the issues at the South Gate. I have some questions. Thoughts..."
On the school grounds of the military camp outside, the huge square was divided into areas. The Chinese soldiers were the first to gather, and then the soldiers from the city defenders who had eaten dinner also came to watch the fun. . From time to time, people came up to the venue and talked about stories that had happened to them. There were the wars in the northwest, and they talked about the white land there. Some people who participated in the three-year war of Xiaocanghe talked about the first time they killed a woman. The thoughts of the real people, also from those who live in the Central Plains, talked about the tragedy after the Jurchens came to kill them one after another.
Some people were talking and crying, first one person, then a group of people. The soldiers of the city defenders were also called up, although they were stammering, but in this world, everyone has the same hardships, especially those who were forced to become soldiers. There are not many innocent souls in their families who died in vain.
Wang Shanyue also learned this kind of heart-to-heart talk of remembering the bitter and remembering the sweet, but it was naturally initiated by the Huaxia Army in the first place. In these years, no one cares about the people who are living a hard life, and everyone has become accustomed to the numerous sufferings. The disgrace of Jingping, even nobles such as the emperor, concubines, and ministers' families suffered such suffering. In ordinary families, one or two Jurchens killed one or two, and no one listened to their complaints. For some people, this kind of gathering was the first time in their lives when they stammered about the tragedy of their own family on the stage and someone listened to them, and they discovered that they also had personality and dignity.
Occasionally, when Chinese soldiers came on stage and talked about how to kill the Jurchens, the crowd burst into hysterical shouts, and some people even fainted from crying.
When Xu Chunyi and others finished the meeting and came out with Guan Sheng, the whole scene was almost boiling. Guan Sheng put his arm around Xu Chunyi's shoulders.
"General Xu, the King of Jin trusted you when he was alive. Now that he is gone, we also trust you. To avenge King Jin, bite off a piece of Jurchen meat and fight here. You and I, the two armies If you advance together, you will retreat together. From today on, please take care of me!”
The boiling night gradually calmed down. The long darkness passed. The next day dawned, and the eastern sky released the gorgeous morning glow. The soldiers changed their guards and climbed up the city wall. In the changing sky, they waited for the Jurchen army to arrive. arrival.
It’s noon on the sixth day of February. The Jurchen flag spread towards Linzhou City and appeared in everyone's field of vision, with its handsome flag waving at a rapid speed. On the Linzhou city wall, some veterans of the Chinese Army clenched the steel knives in their hands or the bluestone on the wall, with fierce eyes and clenched teeth.
In the eyes of the nearby defenders, murderous intent soared into the sky. Over the years, facing Jurchen generals like Shu Liesu, they had never seen an army that could give off such a tragic aura as if they were rushing out of the city to fight instead of just defending.
These people don’t know. In June of the fifth year of Jianshuo, Shu Lie led his army to participate in the siege of Xiaocanghe. After half a year of defensive defense, Xiaocanghe broke the dam at the mouth of the valley. The troops of Qingmuzhai and Xiaocanghe broke out brazenly. Although Ning Yi led an army of 20,000 to Yanzhou shortly afterwards and killed Cibu and recovered a city, in the eyes of many Chinese soldiers, Shu Liesu was also a big enemy with his brothers' blood on his hands. .
The surprising glimpse in the snow at the beginning of the year, both of them resisted the urge to pounce on each other. To outsiders, it seemed like a generous and heroic conversation, but to both parties, it was A choice made in a life-or-death mentality. But at this point, no one has to retreat.
The clouds in the sky changed shapes and rolled over quickly.
In Linzhou, the war drums roared.
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(End of this chapter)