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Volume 1: Yanyun Chaos Volume 2: Bianliang Mistake Chapter 227: Meng Nuan (End)

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    There were continuous popping sounds, but countless guards were thrown from the city wall.  Or the sky is filled with gray rain, or fire oil is spilled, igniting the unquenched flames on the battlefield, just like a human-shaped fireball dancing on the long ladder and falling.  In addition to ash bottles and cupping pots, there were also rolling logs and rocks thrown down.  Dozens of defenders on the fort summoned their remaining strength and threw down all the equipment they had prepared in a pile.  The so-called ªZʯ refers to the prepared stones weighing seven, eight or ten kilograms.  If it is small, it will have no lethality; if it is large, it will lose its power after throwing a few pieces.  Stones rained down, making a clanging sound.  The attacking tool under the fort is just a long ladder.  Unlike climbing a city with a ladder, which can withstand heavy loads, a soldier can be fully equipped, holding a heavy shield and wielding a long sword.  Falling rocks can be pushed away with a heavy shield.  At this moment, the rocks are falling like rain, and it is nothing more than relying on the heavenly spirit to cover it with an iron helmet and carry it.  When rocks come down, they often smash their helmets and heads together.  The rolling log was a large, skewed log with chains tied to both sides. Several defenders held the chain and lowered it, swinging it back and forth along the fort wall like a pendulum. Anyone who was hit would vomit blood and fall.  Some of the defenders also raised their fangs and smashed them against the fort wall. Even if they were wearing heavy armor, there were a few bloody holes in their bodies due to such heavy guard equipment.  In the blink of an eye, all the Jurchen warriors on the long ladder were wiped out.  At the foot of the long ladder, there was another pile of corpses.  The stench of burnt human flesh also became stronger.  The screams rang from the fort wall to the bottom of the fort wall.  No matter how fierce the Jurchen Tatars are, they can only scream at the top of their lungs to save their lives!  Such tragic scenes happened everywhere on the dozens of long ladders along the fort wall.  The Jurchen warriors who fired arrows from below to suppress the city, and the Cangtou bullets and other auxiliary troops were all shocked to the point of weakness, and many of them stopped firing.  Ants are surrounded by moths, causing heavy casualties while the city is still engulfed. This is the bloody reality of siege warfare in the cold weapon era at any time! ?????????????????????? But Yin Shu could seize this opportunity really well, and the Jurchen warriors pounced on them very quickly.  No one expected that the Jurchen army and horses at this moment could be so powerful.  Although the defenders on the fort tried their best to fight back, there were only a few dozen defenders after all, so how could they take care of all aspects.  On some remaining long ladders, Jurchen warriors finally emerged.  In front of a long ladder, two defenders smashed several gray bottles and saw the Jurchen soldiers still fighting for their lives.  In a panic, he grabbed the push rod and tried to push the long ladder down together.  As soon as I got up the ladder, I heard a loud roar.  But it was a Jurchen warrior with a tiger tail on his iron helmet who jumped up on the wall.  With a sweep of the sword, the two defenders gave up their hands and couldn't hold on to the push rod.  Taking a step further, he slashed down with the knife at an angle, splitting most of one of them into pieces, causing blood to rain everywhere.  In the midst of the bloody red, the Jurchen warrior wearing a tiger tail roared like a living giant insect!  The remaining defender was so frightened by the roar that he turned around and ran away. He only shouted in a changed voice: "The Tatars are coming!" This Jurchen warrior wearing a tiger tail and heavy armor was none other than Hulv.  He climbed up first and was hit by a stone.  He didn't even care about the fall. He turned over and got up again.  Just shut your eyes tightly to avoid the gray bottle.  If what comes down is a can of fire oil, just leave it to fate.  It turned out to be good luck, and he risked his life and crashed into the city!  Once both feet are on the ground, the world will be dominated by fighting men like Hu Lu.  I heard him roaring repeatedly, slashing down several defenders with his long sword, and then grabbed a crenel and stood there firmly.  Recruit more remaining Jurchen soldiers to the fort.  A guard soldier rushed over with a seven-foot nail gun, but Hu Lu twisted it away, wrapped it in his arms, and twisted it.  With this grab and twist, the nail gun was released from the hands of the defenders.  The man was still dragged and stumbled over.  Hu Lu grabbed him by the collar with one hand, pulled him around, and threw him off the fortress wall with his head and feet!  Before this happened, Hu Lv weighed the nail gun he had snatched in his hand, and threw it out. Another defender who rushed towards him was immediately stabbed through him, and he fell down in a flash.  Fort wall!  There was a loud uproar both above and below the city.  The Jurchen soldiers and horses under the fort wall have high morale, but on the fort wall there are desperate exclamations!  As long as a Jurchen Tatar climbed onto the fortress wall, he would be killed in front and behind, and he would firmly occupy the city head.  If more Jurchen Tatars attack, the Jizhen Fortress will be everyone's coffin!  Not far away, under the banner of the Chinese army, there was also a sound of cheers. All the Jurchen soldiers were raising their arms and shouting, cheering and cheering for Hu Lu.  Wanyan Xiyin couldn't help but smile, and looked back on his silver skills: "After fighting for so many lives, I finally managed to capture a fort This flying spear is really wonderful!" Before the words could be finished, the fort wall  Another nail gun shot through the air, carrying the sound of fierce wind, and sank into Hu Lu's shoulder and back.  It landed right on the connection between Hu Lu's two layers of heavy armor shoulder armor and his chest, and it penetrated right away!  Hu Lu, who was so majestic just now, screamed, pressed his wounds, could no longer stand firm, staggered, turned over, and headed towards the inside of the fort wall.Go down.  The two spears came and went in the air like lightning, in just a blink of an eye.  Just now, a spear made thousands of Jurchen soldiers and horses cheer loudly. The returned spear immediately made all the cheers get stuck in their necks. Everyone looked at what was happening in front of them in stunned silence!  The person who threw the spear was none other than Meng Nuan.  He let go of the spear without stopping, shouted loudly, held the shield in his left hand, and held the sword in his right hand, and rushed towards the Jurchen warrior who emerged from the crenel!  His close friends were encouraged by his actions, and they followed suit even if they risked their lives.  With a stab of a spear and a slash, the two Jurchen warriors who rushed towards them were knocked down immediately, and then the ash bottles and cupping pots were thrown down desperately.  The Jurchen warriors who rushed towards the city were wiped out in the blink of an eye.  Meng Nuan even took a few of his confidants to fight around the fort wall. Whenever there was any instability, he would fight against it.  It turned out that the shaky situation was stabilized by his personal participation in the battle.  And more long ladders burned blazingly, and more Jurchen warriors were buried under the walls of the A-shaped fort!  Yin Shuke¡¯s face was ashen and he stared at the Jiazi Fort.  He ordered in a deep voice: "Blow the horn and retreat!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Up until now, more than a hundred Jurchens have lost their lives, Yin Shu can decisively admit defeat.  If this continues, I don¡¯t know how many lives will be lost in vain.  It is not possible to knock down a mere A-shaped fort, let alone the stronger Yingzhou fortress behind the A-shaped fort.  Wanyan Xiyin grabbed Yin Shuke and said angrily: "How can we retreat now? Now we are approaching the fortress! Send another plotter up. Your plotter can't bear it, so send mine up! Retreat now, and  How can we open up Yingzhou? How can Zong Han go south? Lou Shi and the others are still waiting in the south!" Yin Shu looked at him strangely and said, "If we can't fight today, we will look for opportunities later.  There is always a chance to fight, so why do you have to rush into it?" Wanyan Xiyin sneered: "What other chance do you have to break the city?" Yin Shuke still looked at him strangely: "At this time,  At this moment, how could I know? When we are on the battlefield, there are ever-changing opportunities. Just grab it when you see it. What can I say now? Xiyin, if I don¡¯t tell you to lead the troops to fight, you still have to do it alone.  Just queue up behind me and Lou Shi! What's the point of reading too many books by Nanmanzi? "Wanyan Xiyin wanted to help Yin Shuke, so he tried his best to save this small village first.  Grab it.  Unexpectedly, Yin Shu could win a few words, and his face turned black with anger.  The horn whistled under the banner.  In front of the Jiazi Fort, the Jurchen archers exerted their last strength and fired arrows desperately to suppress the defenders on the fort wall.  The heavily armored infantry warriors also supported each other and staggered back from the fortress wall.  When the remnants of the army finally crossed the trench, along with the covering shooters, they lost dozens of lives.  On the A-shaped fort, the cheers were like thunder.  The face of the garrison general on the Y-zi fort was also red with excitement, and he jumped on his feet and ordered: "Shoot with all your strength! Shoot these endless Jurchen Tatars to death! Today Lao Meng has achieved success. We also misjudged this guy.  I want to have a good drink with him to make amends!" On top of Yingzhou City Fortress, Guo Rong had a complicated expression - in fact, it was not just her, but all the generals looked very embarrassed.  This Meng Nuan has always been avoided and excluded by everyone.  During the mutiny last night, he killed the rebels to show his loyalty and threw them into the outermost fortress.  No reinforcements were sent out today.  It was this Meng Nuan who managed to survive with only fifty defenders, and the people could only survive, but he didn't know how many Jurchen Tatars were killed!  When we see the future, don¡¯t we all have to wipe our faces and put them in our wallets?  You bastard, I didn¡¯t expect that Lao Meng is such a loyal and good man who does what he says!  Guo Rong said without looking back: "Can we send Xuanfeng to support Meng Nuan at this moment?" Ni Jie bit the bullet and agreed: "The last general will take the lead personally and go to support Jiazi Fort!" Guo Rong waved her hand.  , Ni Jie was angry and didn't say much - she really didn't know what to say.  Leading an army and taking responsibility for Xiao Yan, every move has to bear the fate of so many people, and even the survival of Xiao Yan's foundation.  It really made this tall little girl feel a little exhausted.  Maybe it¡¯s because you thought too highly of yourself before?  In fact, I don't have the ability to survive alone in this troubled world Or perhaps the man named Xiao, with his evil smile and his always overbearing and domineering determination, has gradually softened himself, and he is no longer the manipulator in Yandi.  Ma Yingong¡¯s sassy daughter?  That guy, why haven't you come yet I really miss him, I really miss him I really miss him Among Guo Rong's suddenly soft eyes, the only one in Yingzhou City Fortress that could be opened  The city gate creaked.  Amid the splashes of snow and dust, two hundredThe cavalry, led by Ni Jie personally, roared out and headed straight for the Jiazi Fort to support them.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~ On the A-shaped fort, Meng Nuan spat out a mouthful of bloody spit.  Just now a Jurchen warrior hit him hard with a hammer, but he pushed him away with his shield.  But I don¡¯t know what these Jurchen Tatars grew up on, and they are extremely strong.  Under the shock, the clenched teeth were bleeding.  When they were fighting, they were unaware.  But when the Jurchen Tatars retreated, Meng Nuan felt pain everywhere in his body.  The air is filled with the smell of burning flesh.  Under the A-shaped fort, the original snow was dyed into strange colors of red and black.  There were so many corpses that they were stacked almost as high as half a person. It seemed that there were still people who were not fully dead, slowly squirming and struggling in the pile of corpses.  The ditch surrounding the fort was filled with corpses, and long and short moans could be heard from inside.  I don¡¯t know if it¡¯s the Jurchen warriors or the common people.  Dozens of long ladders were all burning, and they were all pushed down by the defenders.  Smoke billowed up in waves, turning every remaining defender's face into black.  Now all the defenders were leaning weakly on the crenellations, not even bothering to wipe their faces.  This fight actually ended like thisbut it was just the beginning.  Meng Nuan stood in front of the crenel and looked forward. He saw the people who were struggling to escape while they had no time to watch over the Jurchen army and horses that had been fighting just now.  There is also the Jurchen army that has been motionless. Under the two big black flags, there are countless Jurchens looking at them with hatred.  Looking back, Yingzhou City Fortress finally sent out reinforcements.  It flew towards here, splashing snow dust all over the sky.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????¡¯ of of of the mountains and rivers beyond the Great Wall is the endless lead-gray sky).  "Under such a vast world, how can a man be driven by others to carefully guard the fort and fight with his life to achieve self-efficacy?"  Or will the Jurchens drive them like dogs and sheep, and survive by chance, waiting to get a piece of leftover food from their mouths?  And no matter where you go, how can that tall and graceful figure, who is still beautiful even after frost, and looks even clearer when exposed to snow, fall into your arms?  Far away from the Jurchen army, a shrill horn sound suddenly sounded again.  Meng Nuan's expression tightened and she looked outside.  Are the Jurchens really such beasts, so deadly and without any offensive equipment, yet they still want to attack the city?  There were less than forty confidant defenders under his command, and some of them were still struggling.  Some people are too lazy to move.  If the Jurchens come up and fight hard, it's nothing more than that. Just take a moment to rest.  Amidst the sound of the horn, the Jurchen army and horses did not attack the city again.  Instead, they sent out groups of knights to hunt down and kill the fleeing common people.  These students attacked the city once and were exhausted. Many of them were injured. Even if they escaped, they could only struggle on the snow and could not go far at all.  The Jurchen Chinese knights who had been recharging their strength for a long time flew out in all directions, and soon they all caught up.  On horseback, they might draw their bows and shoot, or they might catch up with those who were attacking them, killing and slashing them.  I saw blood splattering in the snow, and occasionally a dull scream came from far away. Those people didn't even have the strength to struggle, and most of them closed their eyes and waited for death.  The war horses trampled over them, their flesh and blood turning into mud.  In the eyes of the Jurchens, their own lives are nothing, let alone those who are not of my race in this world.  They relied on extreme killing and violence to destroy a huge empire and rise as fast as a miracle!  The profound blood this ethnic group has brought to history cannot be understood from a few pages of history books unless you have been there!  Hundreds of thousands of lives were wiped out in a blink of an eye by the Jurchen Knights.  The killing turned the snow into clusters of bright red color.  These Jurchen knights seemed to have never relieved themselves. They went around in circles for a few times before returning bitterly.  Meng Nuan was surrounded by several confidants, looking at each other in disbelief.  "Then Hong Da didn't die under the fort, he died here. It's a pity for this guy. How could he be where he is today if he joined the gang that day?" "So what if he just joined the gang? It's better to live in this small fort. Jurchen  If the army and horses come again, I don't know if I can survive. " "In this world, a day is a day. I have eaten enough wine and meat, and all the ladies have slept with me. Whoever wants it.  I'm going to go, what's the point?" "Those Liao dogs came to pay their respects after we were done fighting?  What an obstacle!" The Jurchens were killing and killing everyone and leaving only a few survivors.  Ni Jie finally arrived with reinforcements.  The fierce fighting scene in front of the Jiazi Fort is shocking enough.  And the Jurchens' cruelty after they failed to succeed is even more disgusting and chilling. ?Ni Jie took the lead, crossed the trench, and glanced at the blood stains of corpses on the ground.  He glanced at the Jurchen army again and cursed bitterly: "The endless Jurchen Tatars!" Then he greeted the fortress: "Old Meng, how are you doing now? Do you want us to enter the fort to take your place? You go first  Let's take Erlang back to the city for a break. It's really hard for you today. The city has already prepared a reward for the brothers to take a breather!" The garrison on the fort was silent and looked at Ni Jie bitterly.  Some people muttered and didn't know what they were cursing.  Meng Nuan remained calm, holding on to the crenel and replied: "General Ni, the sky is still bright now. The Jurchen Tatars have not retreated. Now change the defense. Don't give the Jurchen Tatars an advantage and attack the city again! To be honest, I will do it again, Old Meng  It¡¯s a bit hard! You should take the brothers back first, and we¡¯ll change our defenses after nightfall! I don¡¯t want anything else. All I need is a warm bath for each brother, some meat and wine, and a clean mattress.  ! We can¡¯t let our hard work go in vain!¡± Ni Jie nodded: ¡°That¡¯s it, Lao Meng, I¡¯ll treat you to a drink when we get to the city! I¡¯ll forgive you for any offences you¡¯ve made in the past.¡±  We are brothers in life and death! As long as I have a louse, I can¡¯t live without your thigh! If you don¡¯t agree with your words, I will personally welcome you into the city tonight!¡±  They were all so happy that they were not allowed to enter the fort and placed the team in the wild for fear of any changes.  After Ni Jie finished greeting him, he led his army and horses to turn around and leave.  Looking at Ni Jie¡¯s retreating figure, the smile on Meng Nuan¡¯s face did not diminish.  It wasn't until they were about to enter Yingzhou City that Meng Nuan stopped smiling and whispered to the confidants around him: "Hurry up and have a good rest!" The confidants took the order and went to arrange for their men to rest.  From time to time, he looked at Meng Nuan with doubtful eyes.  Some people looked thoughtful, but in the end they said nothing.  Meng Nuan himself did not rest. He held on to the crenel and looked at the Jurchen soldiers and horses who were still lined up in the snow.  As for the Jurchen army and horses, countless eyes fell on Meng Nuan's figure standing by the city.  Yin Shuke and Wanyan Xiyin stood side by side on horseback, both looking at the small figure of Meng Nuan in the distance.  No one spoke.  A Jurchen general who had killed his head and face with blood came back and said angrily: "Everyone who escaped has been killed. Even if a few escape, they are only lucky Silver  Shuke, do you want me to attack again? Hu Lu is dead, Nahai is injured, and one or two hundred people have been killed. How can we have the nerve to see Zong Han! I will take down this birdbaozi even if I risk my life.  !¡± Yin Shuke snorted: ¡°Thousands of lives are buried with Hu Lu, that¡¯s enough How can a Jurchen warrior die on his deathbed? Whether he attacks the city or not, it¡¯s up to him.  Replace me and talk to Zong Han!" After drinking for him, the Jurchen general lowered his head and did not dare to say a word.  Yin Shuke took another deep look at Meng Nuan's figure in the distance, and said coldly: "Let's go!" He gave the order, and the Jurchen brigade immediately took action.  The flag waved, pointing in the direction of returning to camp.  Wanyan Xiyin also pulled the reins, followed Yin Shuke, and sneered: "Yin Shuke, you used your time well!" Yin Shuke did not answer his words, but just murmured to himself: "Taste  NoWhy don't you let reinforcements come in to take over?" He looked back at the A-shaped fort and repeated, "It smells wrong!" On the A-shaped fort, Meng Nuan always stood at the crenel, watching.  Everything around you.  Looking at Yingzhou where Guo Rong is guarding, looking at Ni Jie returning, looking at Yin Shuke retreating.  There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth that never retreated.  At this moment, Meng Nuan had never felt like this before - everything was under her control.  (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!)
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