Chapter 876 Slow Voice (5)
In Xuzhou, light rain fell from the sky, and the air was terrifyingly cold and gloomy.
Li Zhuohui, staff officer of the Third Division of the Fifth Chinese Army, walked through the simple courtyard. When he got to the corridor, he took off his raincoat and patted the water droplets off his body.
After walking through the corridor in front, a dozen officers had gathered in the courtyard and greeted each other. It was a regular meeting after the morning, but it was expanded in scope because of what happened yesterday.
Outside Xuzhou City, the skinny body of the Chinese Army brother was still hanging on a wooden stick. Although people are always killed in wars, and the brothers who were sent out of the city were in great danger, so they would not take special action because of someone, but today, Li Zhuohui still had some different thoughts in his mind.
Some time may have come. Yesterday, Li Zhuohui was responsible for verifying the identity of the corpse outside the city. At night, he communicated with several generals in the army. Everyone's ideas ranged from radical to conservative, but today, Li Zhuohui decided to speak out about the matter at the meeting.
Not long after, division commander Liu Chengzong arrived in the courtyard, and everyone went into the room. There will be several daily topics at the meeting. Li Zhuohui initially reported the identity of the corpse outside the city.
The victim’s name is Fang Mu. He is twenty-nine years old this year, but he is an old scout in the Chinese army. He was a homeless wanderer in the capital when he was more than ten years old. He was taken in by Zhuji at that time. Cultivated, experienced the Bianliang Defense War, experienced the regicide rebellion, and later experienced successive wars in the northwest, and did underground work for a period of time in Bamboo Records.
He already has a wife and children in Liangshan Mountain. In principle, he should not be allowed to leave the city. However, the Chinese Army has experienced many battles over the years, and there are many brave men. The ones who are truly firm and yet tactful There are not many manpower suitable for spy work - at least in this division of more than 8,000 people, such manpower is lacking. Fang Mu took the initiative to ask for this job out of the city. At that time, he said that he would be a spy among the hungry ghosts, so that he would not have to fight head-on on the battlefield, and it might be easier to survive.
“…’I still have a wife and children to take care of at home, and I’m so thin that it’s easier to survive outside the city…’ That’s what he said at the time, but he didn’t expect…that he would be discovered… ”
After Li Zhuohui said this, he sat down in his seat. Liu Chengzong nodded, discussed Fang Mu for a while, and then started to move into other topics. Li Zhuohui was thinking in his mind when it would be appropriate to express his thoughts for everyone to discuss. After a while, Luo Ye, the leader of the special forces group sitting in the front, stood up.
"Mr. Liu, everyone, I have an idea."
"Say." Liu Chengzong nodded.
"I think it's time to fight a war." Luo Ye said, "Fight the hungry ghosts and kill the king lion boy."
The officers in the room exchanged glances with each other, and Liu Chengzong thought for a while: "For Fang Mu?"
"Fang Mu can be the reason, but the main reason is that I think the time has come."
"Oh?"
"The reasons why I said this are as follows. "Liu Chengzong looked at Luo Ye with doubts, and Luo Ye also looked back calmly, and then said: "First, what is the purpose of our coming to Xuzhou? The Jurchen army of 300,000 people, and more than 8,000 of us, are defending Xuzhou. Relying on the strong city walls? This was denied in our military discussions last year. Holding, street fighting, evacuation, harassment... Even in the most optimistic situation, we will abandon Xuzhou City and eventually turn to guerrillas and harassment. , Our purpose is actually to prolong the time, build a reputation, and try our best to give the resistance forces in the Central Plains and even the Yangtze River Basin a sigh of relief."
"... Then in this case. Among the purposes, what do these hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts outside the city mean to us? Spring is coming, and the Jurchens are about to kill us. We can count on these hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts to become our natural barrier, that is to say , we waited for the Jurchens to kill hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts, and finally came to Xuzhou City... This seems to be a good idea, but I think this choice is very negative."
"... First of all, we consider the combat effectiveness of the hungry ghosts. Hundreds of thousands of people are about to starve to death. Even if I am Wanyan Zongfu, I find it very troublesome when harassing the Jurchens. But if the 300,000 Jurchen regular troops really regard the hungry ghosts as enemies, If we have to kill them, the resistance of the hungry ghosts is actually very limited. Watching hundreds of thousands of people being slaughtered under the city and then defending the city will be a huge blow to our morale.”
"...Secondly, the Jurchens outside the city have begun to adopt a strategy of dividing and attracting hungry ghosts. These hungry people are very powerful when they are desperate. However...once they encounter differentiation and have a way out, they actually resist There is no such temptation, so there is a barrier of hundreds of thousands of people. , it just looks beautiful, but is actually vulnerable, but the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people are actually very serious..."
Luo Ye paused: "In the past few months, we have been in Xuzhou We are watching them starve to death outside in the city. Although it is not our fault, it is still It makes people feel...indescribably frustrating. But think about it, what are the benefits if we break up these hungry ghosts gathered under the city now?"
He raised a hand: " First, it certainly has a boosting effect on military morale. Second, Hungry Ghost is the king of lions. Tong Er gathered in Xuzhou, and once Wang Shitong was killed, the hundreds of thousands of people who survived would disperse in droves. The surroundings would be miserable, and the road south would be difficult, but...a small number of people would survive. Come down, this is the only merit we can do. Third, there are hundreds of thousands of people who come together. If they disperse, the people in Xuzhou may be able to get caught up in the general trend and start to retreat southward. Even all the residents south of Xuzhou can feel this atmosphere and go south to find their last way of survival."
"Commander. , everyone." Luo Ye took a breath and pointed to the window. Outside, "Spring has arrived, the snow is about to melt, and this war is coming no matter what. Let us delay the lives of hundreds of thousands of people outside the city for ten days and a half? Or let us take the initiative ourselves, Before the Jurchens arrive, let’s do a warm-up first? What we want is the entire Central Plains? The strength and determination of the original resistance, as Mr. Ning said, if we want to perform this drama well, then there is no need to wait so cowardly for the Jurchens to take action. If Wang Shitong is really instigated by the Jurchens to rebel, we will have more Having defeated a large group of enemies, it may be difficult to evacuate Xuzhou in the future. Do it."
As Luo Ye said it, Li Zhuohui raised his hand from behind: "I, I think so too..." Liu Chengzong looked at Luo Ye from the front: "That's very beautiful. But what about our losses? ”
I have a plan - Li Zhuohui thought to himself. But I heard Luo Ye in front say: "I communicated with several regiment leaders last night and came up with a plan overnight. Once the hungry ghosts start to take the initiative to attack, it will be endless, which is annoying, but their ability to resist the attack is not enough. We There are many people planted among them. We only need to keep an eye on Wang Shitong's position and rush in at high speed with elite force. Killing Wang Shitong is not a problem. Of course, we also have to consider what will happen after killing Wang Shitong. To continue development, we must activate the hidden stakes we have planted among the hungry ghosts to guide the hungry ghosts to disperse southward. In the meantime, further improvement and several days of communication are needed..."
Luo Ye handed over the plan He went up and explained the steps of the plan. Li Zhuohui and others began to nod in agreement. After a while, Liu Chengzong in front nodded: "Can we discuss it? Are there any objections?" He looked around.
For a moment, Liu Chengzong laughed, with a hint of seriousness and ferocity as a general in his smile. The sound echoed through the room.
"...The plan is passed on and everyone discusses it together. Li Zhuohui, I think you also have ideas. Please improve them and the official results will be released in the afternoon. If there are no more clear and detailed objections, then it will be as you said ..."
He stood up and knocked on the table with his fist.
"Spring is here... kill the king, the lion, and the boy to sacrifice the flag!"
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A thousand miles northwest of Xuzhou, the flames of war and beacon smoke are still there has not dissipated.
Linzhou battlefield, the fierce battle is receding as time goes by.
It is difficult to determine when the Jurchen army's retreat began, but by the end of Desi, around noon, a large-scale retreat had begun to form a trend. Wang Juyun led the Ming Dynasty army to fight all the way to the northeast, feeling that the resistance on the way began to weaken.
The Jin soldiers were retreating, and some of the troops led by the generals still launched a counterattack against the Ming army during the retreat. Some of the retreating Jin soldiers even lost their formation and combat power to take care of each other. When they met the Ming army, they were defeated by this. An army that still retains its strength chases and kills all the way. Wang Juyun sat on his horse and watched all this.
Shu Liesu, together with Yin Shuke, Ba Lisu and others, was one of the core generals under Wanyan Zonghan. After Aguda died, the Kingdom of Jin was divided into two power centers, the east and west. Wanyan Zonghan controlled The army was even enough to overwhelm the Jurchen royal army controlled by Wu Qimai. The Jurchen elites under Shu Liesu's command were one of the most elite troops Wang Juyun had ever encountered, but this time before him was the only time that he had fought so easily against the core Jurchen elites.
He did not witness what happened in the past few hours, but everything he participated in along the way, and the surviving Black Flag soldiers he encountered who were almost fighting until they lost their strength, illustrates the brutality of the killing between the two sides in the previous few hours. If Wang Juyun hadn't seen it with his own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the army supporting the black flag in front of him was broken up in repeated confrontations. However, the scattered teams kept reuniting and started repeated battles with the Jurchens. of fighting.
Even if he saw it with his own eyes, it was hard for him to believe it. Since the Jurchens swept the world and issued the slogan of being invincible, more than 30,000 elite Jurchens faced more than 10,000 black flag troops. On this morning, they were defeated abruptly.
On the battlefield, the message of "the speed of the artillery is dead" spread from the mouths of the defeated and wounded soldiers, but no one knew whether the message was true or false. At the same time, among the Jurchens and some of the defeated Han There is also a saying in the military mouth that "I wish you the best" Biao is dead" or even "Mr. Ning is dead", no one knows whether it is true or not. The only thing that is clear is that even when such rumors spread, the two warring parties were still fighting in such chaotic and fierce battles. Now.
At nearly a quarter past noon, Wang Juyun saw Zhu Biao on the battlefield, who was directing all the soldiers who could still move to rescue the wounded. On the battlefield, mud and blood were mixed, and corpses stretched out in random directions. The flags of the Chinese army and the Jurchen flags were intertwined. The Jurchen brigade had evacuated. Zhu Biao was covered in blood, and his body was shaking as he waved to Wang Juyun: " Help save people!"
His voice was hoarse. Wang Juyun had already led everyone to rush to help. The old man helped Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao smiled. , and then waved his hand: "Look carefully! Look carefully! Some people are not dead..." He smiled, "They are just exhausted, help them get up..."
On the battlefield, there are many People fell in the pile of corpses without moving, but their eyes were still open. As the fighting ended, many people exhausted their last strength. They either sat or lay there to rest. After resting, they often couldn't wake up. .
Some soldiers died at this time.
There were still people coming from a distance. The scouts who reported the news were exhausted and conveyed the news from all parties on the battlefield. Hu Yanzhuo got in touch, Qin Ming got in touch, Shi Guangen got in touch, Zhu Biao and Wang Juyun got in touch. When receiving these messages, every time it was confirmed that someone had survived, Zhu Biao smiled: "This guy is not dead yet..." But there was also depressing news.
Not long after, someone brought the news about Guan Sheng and Li Jiakai. This news came from the riders sent by Wang Juyun, and behind them, there were already people carrying stretchers. They, Zhu Biao and Wang Juyun Speaking of that thrilling assassination.
"Look at this rice dumpling..."
When the stretcher came over, Zhu Biao pointed at one of the people on the stretcher and laughed heartlessly, laughing until tears flowed out. . Lu Junyi's body was wrapped tightly in gauze. His face was pale and he was breathing weakly. He looked extremely miserable.
"The knife wound on the chest was extremely serious. Whether it can be sustained...it's hard to say..."
The medical officer accompanying the army talked about the situation awkwardly, regarding the speed of Lu Junyi's killing technique. He already knew the news, so he paid special attention to it. There was another zongzi moving on the stretcher next to him, and his eyes turned this way.
"His martial arts skills are so high, he can't die."
This is the Li Family Armor. He originally tried to attract the attention of Shu Liesu with more than a hundred people, waiting for Guan Sheng and others to kill him. Then he noticed something strange at the other end of the forest. When he arrived, Lu Junyi and several of his companions had been killed. There is no way to go. Lu Junyi was stabbed several more times, and three of his companions were still alive. After Li Jiakai arrived, Lu Junyi fell. Soon after, Guan Sheng led his men to fight from outside. The Jurchen army, which had lost its leader, began to evacuate on a large scale. The military order for other teams to retreat should have been taken over at that time. Sent by the general.
Although one of Lu Junyi's fellow special forces soldiers who fought all the way died of serious injuries after that, one of the only two people left looked over and said: "The last moment of the killing technique, his The horse... knocked Instructor Lu away, if not for In this case, Instructor Lu may not be able to survive until now..."
Zhu Biao nodded, and Wang Juyun on the side asked: "Where is the speed of the technique?"
"I don't know...Female The real person didn’t leave the body behind..."
Wang Juyun also nodded and bowed his hands in salute, and then the medical soldiers carried the wounded down. After a while, Guan Sheng and others also came this way. After another moment, a figure walked towards the other side of the medical team, far away. It looked like Yan Qing was once active on the battlefield.
A cold wind blew across the endless battlefield. In this field, mountains, forests, valley bottoms, and hills that had experienced fierce battles, figures walked through and gathered together for the final finishing touches. Bonfires were lit, tents were set up, hot water was boiled, and people were constantly searching for traces of survivors among the piles of corpses. Many people died, and naturally many people survived. After the various messages were roughly outlined, Zhu Biao sat down on the slope, and Wang Juyun looked into the distance: "This battle will definitely shock the world."
Far away Yes, someone was holding leaves under the tree and playing a piece of music. It was completely different from the atmosphere of this fierce and iron horse, but it made the surroundings warm and quiet.
"Unfortunately, one battle cannot save the world." Zhu Biao said.
"There has to be a beginning." Wang Juyun's voice always seemed very calm. After a while, he said: "More than ten years ago in Hangzhou, I met Mr. Ning several times. It's a pity that I can't remember clearly now... After this battle, the troops in Jin Dynasty became more motivated, and the Jurchens can no longer boast of being invincible. I wish the general..."
He faced Zhu Biao and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't. Finally he just said: "After such a battle, it's time to take a rest. Wang will be here to watch the aftermath. Take care of yourself so that you can cope with the next battle."
Zhu Biao stood up. I know that the old man in front of me is also a real big shot. In the Yongle Dynasty, he was Wang Yin, the minister, a man of both civil and military skills, majestic and domineering. At the same time, he was ruthless. After the end of the Yongle Dynasty, he was even able to sell Shang Baihua and others with his own hands in exchange for another rising base. Facing the Jurchens who overturned the world, the old man stood at the forefront of the fight against the Jin Dynasty without hesitation. line, investing the entire property that had been in business for several years into the anti-gold tide with an almost cold attitude.
"Thank you, Marshal Wang." He saluted Wang Juyun, and Wang Juyun also recalled. Then, Zhu Biao slowly walked towards the tent that was set up. It was already afternoon, and under the cold sky, the bonfire was giving off a warm light, illuminating the busy figure.
Wang Yin looked at these figures from behind.
Far away, the Jurchen armies were still converging one after another in the misty retreat. No one could believe the results of the battle in front of them. No one could believe the outcome of the 30,000-strong army being defeated in a frontal battle. This was something that had never happened before in the twenty years of conquering the world.
In the entire Jin region and the entire world, not many people know this first-hand news. In Washeng City, Lou Shuwan raised her head in the cold temperature and muttered calculations. She had not slept peacefully for more than half a month. During this period, she arranged various negotiations, promises, and threats. and assassination, while counting the chips on hand like a miser every day, hoping to gain more power in the next split.
Many times, she has a splitting headache. Soon, the news will make her have a good sleep, and she will meet Ning Yi in her dream.
You Hongzhuo walked through the dim streets and alleys, unsheathing the long knife he carried. Over the past few days, Wei Sheng has been splitting apart. Shameless people have been advocating the theory of surrender and have begun to form teams and form cliques. You Hongzhuo has killed many people and suffered some injuries.
In Tianji Palace, facing the towering towers every day, Shi Jin, who was in charge of security, had no distracting thoughts. If one day this huge city tower will collapse, he will deliver a fatal blow to the enemies outside. Not long after, light will shine in from the other side of the tower, and he will hear the names of some familiar people and hear information about them.
Wanyan Xiyin is also calculating the changes in the general situation in the Jurchen camp. The snow has melted and the ice has disappeared, and more than 200,000 troops are ready to go. When Linzhou's inevitable victory comes, his next step will be carried out...
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South, Xuzhou, three days later.
The 3rd Division of the Chinese Fifth Army, a team of more than 8,000 people seemed to be gradually ignited by something. The gears locked up and began to operate slowly and quickly. Some messages were quietly whispered under the quiet water. It was conveyed that the atmosphere of war was brewing rapidly.
Li Anmao, the prefect of Xuzhou, noticed some traces. In the past two days, he often came over to make insinuations and inquire about the situation.
In the staff department, the plan has been completed, and all kinds of preparation and liaison work have come to an end. On the morning of February 12th, rapid footsteps sounded in the yard of the staff department, and someone heard that Urgent news has arrived.
"Outside Xuzhou City, the situation has changed——" (End of Chapter)