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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 180: Banquet at Hongmen Chapter 23

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    In the early morning light, the smoke and dust rolled up by the Jurchen cavalry felt like it was blocking the sky and the sun.  ¡ó¡ýDing¡ó¡ýDian¡ó¡ýXiao¡ó¡ý said, Standing on the military stronghold, Jiao Ting¡¯s face was full of determination.  Jiao Ting is a commander under Yang Keshi, but his origin is Hedong.  It turned out to be a fur trader who traveled between grassland Zahu and the Song Dynasty.  Anyone who can do this kind of business in the border areas is all skilled in equestrian skills and has three or two lives on his hands.  Later, during a business trip, I encountered horse thieves gathered by several small groups of grassland miscellaneous people. Not only were the goods swallowed, but most of the fellow merchants were also killed and injured.  Jiao Ting struggled for his life with great difficulty.  Among the dead businessmen, there were many relatives of Jiao Ting, and even his own father was among them.  From then on, Jiao Ting was determined to join the army, lead the cavalry, sweep the grasslands, and avenge this blood feud.  I found a way to get into the Forbidden Army stationed in Hedong, but found that except for the Zhejia Hewai soldiers, the entire Hedong army was composed of arrogant generals and lazy soldiers.  The general wanted Jiao Ting to continue to trade with grassland miscellaneous people and trade fur goods.  Moreover, it is even worse than when I work alone. All the benefits belong to the general!  How can such an army fulfill Jiao Ting¡¯s desire for revenge?  At that time, Jiao Ting gave up his military position in the Hedong Army and sought a military position in the Western Army, which was known as the strongest in the Song Dynasty at that time.  The Western Army is said to number in the hundreds of thousands, and the number of people fleeing every year is not a small number.  There are many places to employ people, so it is not that difficult if you really want to eat this bowl of hard work.  Jiao Ting successfully filled up his military status in the Western Army and wanted to fight for his future.  At that time, as a general, I will be in the northwest frontier, and I will take a group of personal guards to the grassland for a walk.  Slaughter a few bastards who have vendettas.  What's there to be embarrassed about?  This will happen in the Western Army.  That¡¯s ten years.  Jiao Ting has also become a weathered man in his thirties.  He has fought against Western bandits, guarded border villages, served as a sentry, and robbed Tibetan people.  His skills were honed, his merits gradually climbed up, and he gained a little reputation among the Western Army. Finally, when Yang Keshi rebuilt the cavalry, he was recruited as one of the backbone of the military generals.  The original passionate impulse has been worn away a lot.  But the deep-seated hatred for Hulu.  But it has not diminished even a little bit after ten years.  Wei Dagong divided his troops and asked him to lead the attack on the military stronghold at the foot of the mountain. More than 200 cavalry also sneaked into the three unsuspecting military strongholds. There were not even Jurchen Tatars in the strongholds. They were all miscellaneous. These Jiao Ting were regarded as  If you copy them, after entering the stronghold, they will be killed and slashed, and they will not even give these bastards a chance to surrender!  Jiao Tingting, as the commander, went into battle himself, and his men killed more than a dozen miscreants, leaving blood all over their bodies.  He looked like a demon, and his face couldn't be seen clearly.  Even the people of the Song Dynasty who were rescued by him felt a little scared when they looked at him!  This brutal killing allowed Jiao Ting to express a little of the depression he had accumulated over the past ten years.  I wish I could scream three times in a row!  After killing people and seizing the stronghold, Jiao Ting arranged all his people to quickly repair the stronghold's defenses.  And he also wanted to lead his men to reinforce Feiyuan Fort. Later, when he saw Feiyuan Fort on fire, Wei Dagong sent another signal announcing that Feiyuan Fort had been captured, so he gave up.  He immediately turned his attention to stabilizing the defenses of the three military strongholds.  Once it was started, Jiao Ting wanted to curse these Jurchen Tatars and bastards.  How could these guys, with so many people, do such a bad job in restoring the three military strongholds?  There are only a few stockade fences, trenches are dug in different depths, and there are only a few secondary defense facilities such as Luzhai.  Even if thousands of people are rescued, the manpower is still sufficient, but how much improvement can be made by adding more people overnight?  While Jiao Ting depressedly urged the manpower to do whatever they could at night, he kept yelling that these dog Tatars really had no ability to fight. How much waste did Liu Guangshi and Zhe Keqiu have to be to allow tens of thousands of troops to fight?  A sudden collapse in the Weishui River Valley?  In fact, Jiao Ting¡¯s words were a bit unreasonable. Although the Jurchen army¡¯s defensive ability was not as good as that of the Song army, it was not inferior. The heavy defense lines built along the two river valleys of Lanshui were similar.  Because Feiyuan Fort has become an out-and-out rear area, and the troops are quite stretched. They are diverted from east to west, and there are too few troops left here.  And restoring the defense system of Feiyuan Castle is really a big project, so it is made like this.  And the Jurchens are also good at fighting together in the wild.  The iron cavalry comes and goes like the wind. Not only can it make deep attacks, but it can also hit hard when it comes to battle.  The final defeat of Yan Yan's army was due to his leadership, but he really couldn't beat him in a fair and hard fight!  "However, Jiao Ting's scolding was quite refreshing.  Amid his curses, a group of exhausted soldiers and soldiers, as well as thousands of civilians who were still frightened and had never recovered, endured the night while half asleep and half awake at mechanical work.  come over.  It is precisely because of this that in Feiyuan Castle PuWhile Wu Lie personally led the attack, a group of Jurchen Tatars took advantage of the darkness before dawn to rush towards the three military villages at the foot of the mountain. However, they were discovered early and the two sides were locked in a fierce battle from the beginning!  The war broke out on the outskirts of the three military strongholds from the beginning, and the panicked people fled back to the strongholds. However, more than 200 soldiers under Jiao Ting's command just fought and retreated into various military strongholds. There were even Jurchen Tatars.  Taking advantage of the situation, they rushed straight in, and the Song army paid a lot of casualties to drive them out!  The attackers are short of troops, and the defenders are also short of troops.  The village defense is very sparse.  The defenders could not completely cover the three military strongholds, and the Jurchen Tatars also rushed in and could not stand.  The two sides were fighting back and forth like this, and the sound of fighting was heard in Feiyuan Castle above their heads. Everyone on the mountain and down the mountain suddenly got into a fight in the darkness before dawn!  As dawn gradually came, the fighting between the two sides reached an unsustainable level. Puchawu Lie's troops came bravely and resisted the attack several times. The defenders tried their best to fight back, and some bold people even followed suit and threw stones.  Soil participates in defense.  Both sides suffered heavy casualties.  At the end, when the fighting at Feiyuan Castle was temporarily extinguished, the fighting at the three military strongholds controlling the road at the foot of the mountain also stopped. Both sides left corpses on the ground and the wounded were licking their wounds, waiting for the situation to change.  Waiting for the follow-up power from both sides to arrive first!  In the dawn light, Jiao Ting stood on the wall of the village and did not see the reinforcements coming down from Feiyuan Fort.  He did not wait for the banner of General Yang Keshi.  The last one to wait.  But it is the Jurchen Tatar flag flying in the dust and smoke!  Jiao Ting closed his eyes suddenly, and then opened them suddenly, looking back at the soldier whose armor was scarred, covered in blood, and too tired to stand.  What rang in my ears was the deafening cheers of the Jurchen warriors of the Pucha Ulie tribe.  Jiao Ting roared loudly, suppressing the cheers of those Jurchen Tatars for a while!  "Straight bitches, just fight with the Jurchen Tatars! Someone will avenge us!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There were shouts of killing from up and down the mountain.  It resounded all the time and was transmitted directly into Feiyuan Castle.  The fighting at the foot of the mountain was naturally between Jiao Ting's troops and Pucha Wulie's troops, as well as Zhehui's troops who were sent to aid Oru later, and they were fighting to the death.  As for the fighting on the mountain, Feiyuan Castle sent reinforcements several times. They wanted to go down the mountain to aid Jiao Ting, but they were intercepted by Pucha Wulie himself. They could not break through several times, and finally had to retreat to Feiyuan Castle.  .  Wei Dagong was lying on the ground.  The soldiers were covered with mats, and their armor had been removed.  The shafts of the two arrows on the shoulders and chest were broken, but they did not dare to shoot the arrows for a while. They just wiped the surrounding area with wine and bandaged them hastily.  He was seriously injured. Although he tried his best to support himself on the fort wall for a while, he finally collapsed due to excessive blood loss.  He was carried down by the sergeants.  Although the pain from the two wounds persisted, the bleeding was so heavy that it was difficult to even hold himself up.  Wei Dagong never closed his eyes. He just listened carefully to the sounds coming from all around, watched the distance traveled by the sun above his head, and occasionally turned his head with difficulty to look at the scene inside the castle.  In Feiyuan Castle, even the common people were wearing armor and holding soldiers on the wall, ready to fight the Jurchen Tatars who rushed up at any time.  Inside the fort, only some of the injured were sitting silently, and those who could move were wiping their weapons.  Several old and weak civilians walked around these bloody soldiers, feeding them water with water hyacinths one by one, and taking care of their wounds from time to time.  A general was retreating from the fort gate with dozens of soldiers. Everyone was covered with battle scars and dragged their wounded armor ribbons.  The general yelled hoarsely: "Come here! Seven of my sons are wounded! There are still four or five who have not been snatched back. The bastard dog Tatar refuses to retreat even one step!" The common people rushed up.  Pick up the injured and find an open space to put him down for treatment.  The general looked for a place to sit down bitterly, took off his pocket, held his head and said nothing.  After the sergeants handed over their wounded numbers, they looked at each other in silence, and either went up to the wall to guard, or stayed here to take a breather.  The sounds of fighting and shouting at the foot of the mountain gradually died down.  And suddenly, the cheers of the Jurchen Tatars rang out from the mountain again!  The general jumped up and ran up the fort wall as fast as he could.  As soon as he reached the fort wall, the general's heart sank.  The three military strongholds have been invaded by the Jurchen Tatars, and the defenders are making their final resistance.  And this is not the most despairing sight.  The most desperate thing is that dust and smoke are rising again in the west, and hundreds of Jurchen troops returning from the west are coming at all costs!  They came late at night and fought to the death on the mountain and down the mountain, thinking that they had opened a passage for tens of thousands of brothers.  But I didn't expect that in the end, my efforts failed!  The general roared in pain and tried to catch himPick up your weapons and rush down the mountain to fight to the death with these Jurchen Tatars!  Suddenly, a weak voice rang out from beside him: "Our army will definitely arrive!" The general turned his head and saw that Wei Dagong had already reached the fortress wall with his weak body.  Above!  And the firm gaze is just looking south!  The general roared out of control: "Then why is our army still missing? Why did you know that our army will definitely arrive! But now it is the Jurchen Tatars who are arriving in waves!" Wei Dagong Shen  The figure was shaky, but he just gritted his teeth and burst out: "Because we have King Yan! He will definitely rescue this army and horse!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! PS: From noon on twelve  It¡¯s hard to write every word until 12 o¡¯clock in the evening. Please give me a monthly ticket!
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