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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 183: Banquet at Hongmen (Twenty-six)

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    The sun gradually moved westward until it set on the top of the mountain, shrouding the battlefield in front of Feiyuan Fort, which had changed hands twice, in darkness.  ¡­ The road under the mountain controlled by Feiyuan Castle winds between the mountains and is divided into three parts. There are thoroughfares in the southwest and north.  To the east, in the direction of Honggu Village, there is no road. You need to go north across the Kelan River and then make a detour.  Three military strongholds stood on the road, blocking the roads in these three directions.  ???As long as there are sufficient troops for defensive operations.  Three military strongholds stood along the road, and Feiyuan Fort on the top of the mountain came to support them.  There is a tendency to be difficult to attack and never fall.  But now, after the Jurchen army and horses were mobilized in large numbers, there are too few troops left near Feiyuan Fort.  For Wei's great achievements, he attacked with light troops.  And the Jurchen reinforcements continued to arrive. Wei Dagong's troops were also insufficient, and his position was far from stable. After a day of deadly fighting, the military stronghold at the foot of the mountain was lost, and he could only use the remaining troops to defend the Feiyuan Fort on the top of the mountain.  Do you know if you can wait until Yang Keshi's army arrives for reinforcements?  In the darkness of the night, the fire of Feiyuan Castle was extinguished early, and there was no sound of fighting.  With the current Jurchen strength and lack of offensive equipment, it is really impossible to finally capture Feiyuan Castle, it is just a siege.  And at the foot of the mountain, the three military villages where the roads intersect and where crossbows can connect with each other are filled with the smell of blood after a fierce battle.  The stockade fence, which was originally rather sloppy, was already in disarray, with large and small gaps exposed.  The corpses of dead and wounded soldiers from both sides were placed everywhere.  The Jurchen warriors who came from the west and the south were extremely exhausted. After finally capturing the three military strongholds before sunset, they set up a slight vigilance.  Many female warriors casually found a place and fell asleep.  Even if the sky falls, I won¡¯t even care.  The wars of the past.  The Jurchens have few soldiers.  It has always been necessary to fight harder, maneuver deeper, and fight more ferociously than your opponent in order to win.  The opponents are often thrown into chaos by the maneuvers of the Jurchen cavalry, and end up collapsing on their own, or they are defeated in the first battle.  But this time in the war against the Southern Army, the Jurchen Army came up with the magic weapon of far-reaching mobile warfare, and it went quite smoothly at the beginning.  Tens of thousands of Confederate troops were suddenly cut off in the Weishui River Valley.  Then it was in disarray and collapsed on its own.  The Jurchen army, which had endured a lot of hard work during the mobile attack in the heavy rain, thought that the following was just some mopping up work.  Who would have thought that more than 10,000 defeated troops escaped from the net, causing the Jurchen army to return to make up for these loopholes. Such running back and forth was actually more difficult than the previous battle with the Khitan army!  Who knows how these Confederate soldiers became so tough!  The two armies joined together, and there were only four or five hundred Jurchen horses left in the military camp at the foot of the mountain. After most of them rested impatiently, there were only one or two hundred Jurchen warriors on duty outside.  These two hundred Jurchen warriors may be wandering knights outside.  Or they supervised the people of the Song Dynasty who had fallen into their hands again to collect the corpses of their comrades and continue to repair the fortress defenses.  Far or near, just moving like a wandering spirit.  "Those people of the Song Dynasty suffered many changes in one day and night, and their movements were slow and sluggish.  And these extremely tired Jurchen warriors were too tired to show their usual brutality and killed them at will. They just watched the movements of these ragged Song people in silence.  There are two other fires burning brightly.  The weather was approaching summer, and even the Jurchen army could not leave these corpses outside their stronghold. Otherwise, the epidemic would often lead to the destruction of an army with considerable combat effectiveness.  Whether it was the corpses of Song soldiers or Jurchen warriors, the people of the Song Dynasty dragged them to different fires and burned them on the spot.  In addition to the smell of blood, there was another unpleasant smell in the night wind.  The sound of horse hooves was heard, but it was a Jurchen army general riding a horse alone. He was none other than Oru's subordinate Zhe Hui who planned to defeat them.  Seeing his arrival, a Jurchen general with high cheekbones and disheveled beard and hair also hurriedly came out to greet him.  This general is Mukewu Ge, a subordinate of Pucha Wulie.  Pucha Wulie was assigned to lead a group of troops to rob the military camp at the foot of the mountain, but the fight ended in a stalemate.  Fortunately, Zhe Hui led the army, followed by Pucha Wulie's troops, and then at a considerable cost, after a day of bloody battles, these military strongholds were captured.  Pucha Wulie's troops were tired from the distance, and Zhehun's troops had rested in Yifang for a long time. Both manpower and horse power were more abundant than Pucha Wulie's troops.  In this battle to seize the stronghold, it played a greater role.  Most of the people currently on duty at outposts are Zhe Hui's subordinates.  So although Puchawu Lie and Oru are not on good terms, Brother Wu must look at Zhe Hui differently at this moment and will show great enthusiasm.  Brother Wu's eyes were bloodshot. He caught Zhe Hui and just asked: "Zhe Hui, what's the enemy situation of the Confederate Army?" Zhe Hui turned over and dismounted, casually throwing the reins to the guards beside Brother Wu.Brother Wu also dismounted and just looked at Zhe Hui with his red eyes.  Zhehui shook his head: "There is no movement in the Southern Army. Why can't Puchawulie come down and take charge of the overall situation?" Brother Wu smiled bitterly, but there were some words that he couldn't say.  Among Zong Han¡¯s subordinates, Lou Shi was a great talent in commanding, and second only to Lou Shi there was Yin Shu Ke who had already died in battle.  But as a brave warrior, Puchawulie has always been the number one under Xu Zonghan.  He has always been arrogant and arrogant.  The last time Yin Shu Ke attacked Lou Fan, Pucha Wulie only used a small number of troops and horses to respond perfunctorily, and Yin Shu Ke was defeated and died in the end.  As a result, Zong Han gave him a severe whip and deprived him of several of his subordinates.  Pucha Wulie was deeply ashamed and wanted to regain his face no matter what he said this time.  That¡¯s why they divided their forces with a few hundred soldiers and horses to seize Feiyuan Fort and the military stronghold under the fort. But now they are firmly guarding the mountain, and they will take down Feiyuan Fort with their own hands no matter what!  Brother Wu personally went up the mountain to ask Pucha Wulie to come down to take charge of the overall situation, and Feiyuanbao left troops to besiege him.  But Pucha Wulie scolded him back with red eyes.  "Didn't that fellow Oru also send troops and horses? It's a good thing that this fellow knows each other. Otherwise, I would have to fight with him in front of Zong Han! Reinforcements are coming one after another. Are you afraid that you can't defend those bird villages?  Are you a loser? If you have any hesitation, just cut off your own head, so as not to have to do it yourself!" Brother Wu was sprayed with stinking spittle by Pucha Wulie.  I can only go down the mountain in despair.  What else can be done?  "It's just like this for a noble person of my own family."  I really can't say it in front of Oru's subordinates.  Zhehun was also an outstanding person brought out by Oru himself.  The Jurchen general's temperament is even more transparent and clear.  One look at Wu Ge's embarrassed face and he knew everything.  Then he waved his hands and sighed: "My sons are really tired, where are the follow-up reinforcements? This is really the key point, and our strength is really not enough." Oru can't send out any soldiers. Now we can  The only thing we can count on is the rest of the troops that will quickly return to the west for reinforcements!  This time, the main force of the West Route Army moved very close to the west because it saw that after the dispatch of the Yan Yan Army, the west of the river was extremely empty, and the roads in Shaanxi were wide open.  And each guard his own door.  None of them took the initiative to rescue these tens of thousands of Yan Yan troops.  Therefore, Zong Han decisively used his main force to move deeper and closer to the west, aiming to focus on both sides of the Yellow River. After taking care of the Yanyan Army and the three states outside Hewai, he quickly crossed the river with his main force to intimidate the Yongxing Army, at least occupying the entire Xiang River.  Extend the road. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of mind how many men and horses Zong Han will mobilize to return reinforcements, even if the entire main force comes to return reinforcements, it is so close to the west, how can it be rushed back within a few days?  Pucha Wulie's headquarters is, on the one hand, quite close to the west and relatively shallow.  The second is that Pucha Wulie desperately drove his subordinates in order to save his face by making meritorious deeds.  Even if the front and back are disconnected, they must rush back as quickly as possible to participate in the battle to annihilate the remnants of Yan Yan's defeated army, instead of letting all the credit go to Lou Shi.  "At least within a day or two, only Pucha Wulie's troops will rush back piecemeal, while the Jurchen reinforcements from other brigades are really not expected!"  Looking at Brother Wu¡¯s tired and helpless look, Zhe Hui understood again.  At that moment, he also sighed heavily: "What a stupid thing! These southern troops were vulnerable before. If they were allowed to go deep alone, they would go deep alone. Once they cut off their retreat, they would fall apart. Who knows how they would change their appearance? From Wei to Wei."  They rushed out of the river valley! And we were left scrambling to fix the leak The southern Yan King's troops in the east were attacking fiercely I don't know what the trick was!" Brother Wu looked nervous to the south!  He looked around and lowered his voice: "Will those Confederate troops go north at night to attack this place?" Today's battle was a bloody battle with the Confederate army during the attack on the stronghold, killing everyone in and out.  Brother Wu couldn't help but be impressed by the tenacity of the Southern Army's resistance.  We can no longer treat him as a weakling.  Considering that there are still tens of thousands of Confederate troops in the south, and there are only a few soldiers here, it will take time for reinforcements to arrive.  As a brave general under Pucha Wulie, Brother Wu couldn't help but be cautious.  However, as a subordinate of Oru, Zhehun was able to hold back the South Army's eastward advance with just a few hundred riders, and he still maintained a sufficient psychological advantage at this moment.  He immediately smiled: "Those southern troops are nothing special! Those sent to rob Feiyuan Fort are naturally the best of the best. To the west of Yifang, tens of thousands of people are tightly entangled by us! There is Oru  Taking charge of the overall situation, looking at the ability of these southern troops, it is not easy to get away The men are really too tired, and they still have time to rest for a day. When we Jurchen warriors recover, we can rely on this army.  At that time, even if the Southern Army decisively cuts off its tail to survive and attack here, are you afraid that we will not be able to defend it? The whole army will be wiped out under Feiyuan Fort!" Zhe Hui's words made Brother Wu angry!  Pick up your spirits.  ?As a subordinate of Pucha Wulie, how can he be underestimated by Oru's subordinates?  Although the southern Yan King¡¯s subordinates are somewhat capable, they are still blocked to the east of the mountains by Oru.  The defeated Southern Army in the west struggled to the death and rushed out of the Weishui River Valley, but it was entangled by Oru's meager force and made the eastward journey extremely difficult.  Even if an elite flying force captured Feiyuan Fort, wouldn't it have been snatched back by our Jurchen warriors, leaving only a few defeated soldiers huddled in Feiyuan Fort, and the whole army was about to be annihilated before our eyes?  These southern armies are destined to collapse under the iron hooves of our Jurchen warriors. These southerners are destined to crawl in front of the Jurchen warriors¡¯ horses. This southern army is also destined to become the wealth of the Jurchen tribe¡¯s descendants!  Brother Wu laughed loudly: "Just let these southern troops come! Let's join forces and let them come and die as many as they come!" The two Jurchen Muke looked at each other, and for a moment they felt that they had no choice but to go against their will.  Laughed loudly.  The Jurchen warriors and common people of the Song Dynasty looked sideways around them.  The general's actions naturally increased the morale of the Jurchen soldiers.  However, the people of Song Dynasty just glanced at him with a sad expression and continued to immerse themselves in their own work.  And fell into the hands of the Jurchen Tatars.  They have given up all hope.  Amidst the laughter of Wu Ge and Zhe Hui.  I saw a few people from the Song Dynasty.  A corpse covered in blood was carefully lifted out.  The movements were so light, it seemed as if the corpse was just sleeping, and a slightly bigger movement would wake him up.  Both Wu Ge and Zhe Hui recognized the body.  It was the southern guard general here who fought with Jurchen Erlang until the end!  Fighting to the point of despair and suffering several wounds, he still held the flag with his left hand and brandished the sword with his right hand.  The battle was endless.  The sound of yelling and cursing in Chinese never stopped.  Later, the Jurchen warriors pushed him forward with spears, and then stabbed him into a sieve. He leaned on the fence and died with his eyes wide open.  The last dozen or so spears were stabbed in, but not much blood came out!  Brother Wu and Zhe Hui both led their troops to fight to the end. They were deeply impressed by the figure of this southern general, and they immediately drank up the soldiers of the Song Dynasty.  Being restrained by two Jurchen Tatar generals, several Song people were very frightened, but they first gently put the bodies of the Song soldiers down, and then fell to the ground.  Climbing in the mud, not daring to raise his head.  The body of the general of the Song Dynasty.  It was Jiao Ting.  The armor on his body was in pieces, with more than ten holes, large and small, punctured by spears.  There are more than ten feather arrows still on his body.  This man in his thirties, with his eyes wide open, lay flat on the ground, seeming to be quietly looking at the night sky in the land east of the river where he was born and raised.  Brother Wu walked by and kicked his body gently. Jiao Ting's body turned over and lay on its side, looking to the south.  Zhe Hui shook his head: "This Han general is really powerful. He has six or seven lives of our Jurchen warriors in his hands! But I respect him as a man, so there is no need to do anything. He will be burned to a handful of ashes."  Brother Wu was brought out by Pucha Wulie. He had a violent temper and said with a cruel smile: "How can it be so cheap? These warriors who die in our hands must leave something behind, otherwise how can we show off to our descendants in the future?  Martial arts?" As he spoke, he pulled out the sword from his waist, as if he wanted to cut something off Jiao Ting's body for his collection!  Several Song people kneeling aside dug their hands into the ground so hard that their nails turned white.  We, the generals of the Song Dynasty, took us back from the Jurchen Tatars and fought to the last moment.  Are these dog Tartars unwilling to let go of his corpse?  At this moment, a few firelights suddenly jumped in the south, and the sound of horse hooves came quickly.  Everyone who was numbly patrolling and working tiredly was shocked.  Even Brother Wu didn't bother to swing his sword down, and raised his head together with Zhehun, looking south.  Those few flickering firelights were the patrols sent out to the south. In the dark night, the anxious shouts of these patrols in Jurchen language could be heard from far away!  "The Confederate Army Brigade is coming, the Confederate Army Brigade is coming!" The shouts were shrill and hoarse, but there was an unspeakable panic!  The thunderous sound of horse hooves, along with their warning sounds, also came from the night sky.  After the few fires lit by these patrols, the sky to the south could be vaguely seen, faintly red.  But he didn't know how many people and horses were rolling towards Feiyuan Castle like a torrent!  The iron current is like fire, sweeping northward!  Brother Wu and Zhe Hui stared blankly at this scene.  What kind of Confederate army is this? It was defeated beyond control in the Weishui River Valley.  However, these remnants were able to break out of the dead ground and were unable to advance eastward. There were pursuers behind them, but they rolled north again and fought desperately for Feiyuan Castle.Where is the Oru who intercepted you?  Where is Lou Shi who is chasing after me? ??????????????? Can¡¯t you Southern Dogs just wait and die in peace?  You Southern Dogs, can't you just crawl under the feet of our Jurchens like the Khitans?  You Southern Dogs, can¡¯t you admit defeat?  Why, why, why do you have to struggle so hard!  The endless killing Southern Dog!  The ground was scorched, and the red night sky in the distance was reflected in his dilated pupils.  At this moment, it seemed that this Song general who had already become a god had a smile on his face!  Just above the dark clouds that suddenly rolled up in the night sky, it seemed that tens of thousands of men who had died in the battle in the Weishui River Valley were shouting in unison.  "Kill the Tatars! Rush out!" And Jiao Ting, among the tens of thousands of ghosts on the clouds, was also shouting at the top of his lungs!  Several Song people who were kneeling at the feet of Wu Ge and Zhe Hui suddenly jumped up and pounced on the two sturdy Jurchen generals with their bare hands.  Shouts also erupted from their chests, like thunder exploding in the ears of the two Jurchen generals.  "Kill the Tatars!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~ In the night, a group of two thousand riders were galloping northward with torches in hand!  The defeated army of Yan Yan marched northward for more than ten miles under the cover of each other on foot and cavalry. After breaking up at home, the brothers desperately entangled the Jurchen soldiers and horses.  Finally, Yang Keshi's men led the cavalry forward and, with all their strength, they galloped northward and attacked!  Xiao Yan, with his armored ghost face, was among the cavalry formation.  Countless torches swayed around Xiao Yan, and the light and shadow changed, circling and dancing in the night like a golden dragon.  Looking at Feiyuan Castle perched high in the middle of the mountain, he crouched there quietly.  No one knows whether Feiyuan Fort is still in the hands of his own army.  No one knows whether what is waiting for them is the Jurchen army in full formation!  Yang Keshi was closely guarding Xiao Yan. Yang De, Lin Baotou and other powerful generals, and Guo Rong, the pretty bodyguard, stayed close to him.  Xiao Yan¡¯s eyes just fell on Feiyuan Castle.  Suddenly, the Feiyuan Castle lit up with fire, dancing and waving towards the army coming from the north.  And there was a faint sound of drums and trumpets.  It is the standard liaison drum bugle of the Song Army!  And in the north, shouts also sounded, and they were torn to pieces by the sound of iron hoofs shaking the ground around them.  But it is still vaguely distinguishable.  This is a roar squeezed out from countless chests, just three words.  "Kill the Tartars!" Xiao Yan's ghostly face, his eyes like lightning, turned to protect the people around him.  "What are you waiting for? Just step forward and slash! Smash everything in front of us!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster! ps: The leg pain is better today,  I can write one or two thousand more words. 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