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Volume 1: Yan Yun Chaos Volume 3: Bending the Sky Chapter 184: Banquet at Hongmen (Twenty-Seven)

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    The mountains are densely forested, it¡¯s summer night again, and mosquitoes are flying everywhere.  ¡ó¡ý I was resting in a slightly flatter place in the forest, and these mosquitoes were buzzing and flying around, which was really annoying.  There are already two to three hundred Jurchen troops monitoring Feiyuan Castle on the mountain. In addition to the troops led by Pucha Wulie, some of the reinforcements gathered from the bottom of the mountain have also been mobilized.  Pucha Wulie was really excited. If he could not get down from Feiyuan Castle, Pucha Wulie would not leave here!  In the clearing in the forest, the light of the stars and the moon shines down from the shade of the trees, shining on the ground like a floating wave of water.  But none of the Jurchen warriors could appreciate the beautiful scenery in the mountains. They just sat or lay on the ground, slapping their bodies and faces from time to time to drive away mosquitoes.  This hot and humid summer weather also makes them extremely uncomfortable. From time to time, someone curses in a low voice in Jurchen language.  When the Jurchen sergeant who was on patrol outside came back to hand over, he threw himself heavily on the ground, and soon he heard the sound of snoring.  The Jurchen sergeant who took over got up with a curse and continued to patrol the sentry in case there was any movement in Feiyuan Castle.  Every Jurchen soldier complained in his heart, why the reinforcements have not arrived yet. Those servants can still rest in the stronghold at the foot of the mountain, but they can only sleep in the mountains and suffer.  How could these bastard thieves be so stubborn? Now that they are at the end of their rope, they are still clinging to a shabby fort to resist. It¡¯s better to just surrender. Grandpa will never surrender!  The invincible Jurchen cavalry were fighting in the white mountains and black waters, in the deserts and desolations, in the heavy rains in summer, and in the mountains of Hedong, they suffered a lot.  Sleeping in the woods on this mountain, you have to monitor the movements of the southern defenders in the fort at any time, compared to the Jurchen troops and horses at the foot of the mountain.  The hard work will be several times worse.  Even though most of these Jurchen warriors are Pucha Wulie's personal guards.  At this time, he also seemed depressed and exhausted.  It's just gritting one's teeth and suffering.  Only Pucha Wulie was squatting on the edge of this small forest, staring at the Feiyuan Castle standing in the darkness not far above his head.  Mosquitoes were just flying around him, falling down from time to time to suck blood, but Pucha Wulie was as if he didn't notice it.  He narrowed his small eyes to a thin slit, and kept scanning the Feiyuan Castle like a knife, carefully observing everything about the stronghold that was still holding on.  A long-handled hammer with increased dimensions and increased weight was placed at his feet.  The hammer head looks like a big cold melon.  When placed on the ground, it sank deeply into the soil. When the weapon was swung like this, it seemed as if it could knock down even mountains.  Pucha Wulie is waiting for the opportunity. Once the defenders reveal a gap, he will personally lead the troops up and smash all living creatures in Feiyuan Castle into a puddle of flesh!  But the situation has become like this, and all the military strongholds at the foot of the mountain have been lost.  Their own reinforcements were nowhere to be seen, but the Jurchen reinforcements were arriving in a steady stream.  These Confederate troops still patrolled cautiously.  Don't show any flaws.  On the fort wall, there is a lot of fighting and fighting.  I also saw people who looked like common people climbing onto the fort wall and holding crossbows at the ready.  What exactly do these Confederate troops rely on?  Their army.  Didn't they all collapse in the Weishui River Valley? Those who fled here were just the defeated troops.  What are you still counting on?  The more he thought about this problem, the more puzzled Pucha Wulie became.  But the more stubborn the opponent is, the more it can arouse Puchaulie's fighting spirit.  Since the collapse of the Liao army in Hubu Dagang, it has been a long time since they have encountered such a stubborn opponent.  It would be more interesting to hammer such enemies into pulp and cut off their heads to make them into drowning weapons!  While staring at Feiyuan Castle, Pucha Wulie subconsciously stroked his own weapon on the ground.  These Confederate armies will eventually collapse and lose their will to resist. Then it will be the time for them to show off their power.  Let Zong Han see that the silver skill he values ????can be defeated and killed. Lou Shi also released the Confederate army out of the Weishui River Valley. Oru lost Feiyuan Castle. In the end, it was Pu Chawu who saved the situation.  strong!  The previous sins can be considered to have been completely atoned for. Crossing the river to the west and sweeping the roads of Shaanxi where the southerners are rich, don't I need to be the vanguard?  The war in Hedong was very frustrating, but not enough southerners were killed.  But I want to lead my subordinates on the Shaanxi roads of the Southerners to vent their anger!  The firelight swayed at the bottom of the mountain, and several Jurchen patrols returned quickly, their shrill and hoarse voices tearing apart the silence of the night sky.  Pucha Wulie stood up immediately, and many Jurchen warriors resting in the woods were also alarmed!  Looking down from the mountain, you can see more clearly.  To the south, they saw flames like a tide, cavalry tumbling, and large groups of people and horses, taking advantage of the night, rushing towards them, as if they were roaring towards the north like lava spewing and flowing northward after a volcanic eruption, with unstoppable momentum!  Why would you want to show off your face in front of Zong Han and redeem your past?  Why do you want to be a pioneer and sweep away the ambition of all roads in Shaanxi west of the river?  At this moment it all disappeared.  ?Even those who are afraid of being arrogant and arrogant like Pucha Wulie have to admit this fact.  We are in big trouble now!  These defeated southerners are so tenacious!  "How come I can't bite the tail of these Confederate troops when I enter my mother's house?"  How come Oru, who has become a mother-in-law, can't hold on to these southern troops and let them surge northward like this!  The Feiyuan Castle above the head was already alarmed. Hundreds of fires suddenly filled the fort wall, and countless figures rushed up the fort wall to look south.  The sound of drums and trumpets in the fort was heard loudly, signaling the coming reinforcements.  We are still here, we are holding on until the last moment!  Even the lost military stronghold at the foot of the mountain resisted until sunset, leaving little chance for the Jurchen Tatars to reorganize their defenses!  The sound of horse hooves in the distance is like thunder, and the mountains and valleys echo.  Above the head, the drums and horns of Feiyuan Castle were blaring.  At this time, a commotion suddenly broke out at the foot of the mountain. Some of the Song people who had fallen into the Jurchen Tatars again suddenly broke out. I don't know who led them.  Countless figures swarmed up with bare hands, struggling and entangled the Jurchen warriors who were either supervisors or patrolling around them.  The cry of killing resounded through the sky, and the Jurchen warriors in the three military strongholds were also alarmed. They rushed out of the stronghold in panic one by one. What greeted them was such a chaotic scene!  Pucha Wulie's face was ashen, he stretched out his hand to hold the long-handled hammer at his feet, and shouted: "Leave two Puliyan to keep an eye on Nangou in the fort, and the rest of the sons. Follow me down the mountain to fight! No matter what, I will block Nangou."  Here! ¡±???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~ Yang Keshi took the lead.  Break out!  Follow around.  There were dozens of personal guards, no longer caring about the remaining horsepower, and they all tried their best to stirrup and raise the horse's speed.  Follow the general who leads the way and rush to the front!  And Yang Keshi had no other thoughts at this time. He felt like a fire was burning in his chest and had only one belief.  In front of King Yan, open this passage.  Get the boys out!  Take King Yan out too!  In the night.  The fire burned, illuminating the battlefield brightly.  The men who came with Wei Dagong seemed to have resisted until the end, and did not give the Jurchen Tatars much chance to reorganize their defense line.  And the Song people in the military strongholds revolted again. There was chaos in front of the three military strongholds!  The soldiers who emerged from the stronghold were the first to encounter these desperate Song people.  Over the course of a day and night, the lower military camp of Feiyuan Fort changed hands several times. The Song Dynasty soldiers and the Jurchen Tatars fought until the last moment, and at this moment.  Another army of the Song Dynasty arrived.  At this moment, don¡¯t make a life-and-death struggle again.  Are they waiting for the Jurchen Tatars to stabilize this place, and then kill the common people who once helped defend the military stronghold and shot arrows and stones at the Jurchen Tatars like pigs and dogs one by one?  How many common people held up stones and rushed forward with red eyes, knocking down the Jurchen warriors around them and beating them up indiscriminately.  With no strength left in his bare hands, he simply pounced on them and bit them randomly.  The fierce Jurchen Tatars, as long as they were thrown to the ground, could only let out screams at this time!  Even Brother Wu and Zhe Hui were entangled by the crazy people of the Song Dynasty.  He wielded his sword and slashed repeatedly, but the people always rushed forward with roars!  Jurchen warriors emerged from the military stronghold.  These Jurchen warriors' eyes were also red, and they were slashing and stabbing wildly with various weapons.  There were even Jurchen warriors who got on their horses and trampled all the way over.  Inside and outside the military stronghold, blood and flesh were flying everywhere!  In this hellish scene, Wu Ge screamed: "Kill all these Southern Dogs! Even if we die, we will drag them with us for burial!" And the soldiers of the Song Dynasty who were charging forward saw such a scene and  The eyes are even more blood red.  In the Weishui River Valley, tens of thousands of armored men collapsed and perished, and their bodies piled up like mountains.  Along the way, wherever they were ravaged by the Jurchen Tatars, they were full of bones and ruins.  And in front of them were the people of the Song Dynasty, fighting the Jurchen Tatars with their bare hands like never before, giving them a little more chance of victory. ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? As a man, no matter how incapable of fighting at this moment, would he still have any dignity in the world?  Iron hooves roared like thunder, and a few Jurchen patrols came forward to block them, but they were all submerged by this unstoppable torrent. In a blink of an eye, Yang Keshi had led his bodyguards and charged straight towards the military stronghold where the Jurchen Tatars were the most numerous.  With a roar, it was Yang Keshi who was the first to rush out of the queue, riding alone, holding a mace and charging into the queue of Jurchen Tatars who were frantically killing the people of the Song Dynasty!  The dark iron mace flashed in the flames and fell with a heavy sound of wind.  In the blink of an eye, he swung left and right, and flowers bloomed on the heads of several Jurchen Tatars.  Under the iron hammer, the skull was shattered and the brains were splattered.  The guards from the rear group rushed up crazily, spears and horses came out, and they plowed out waves of blood in the Tatar array!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ At this moment, looking down from Feiyuan Castle, you can see this line from  The huge fire dragon coming from the south suddenly divided into three groups of minions and pounced on the three opposing military strongholds.  The fire inside and outside the military stronghold shook, and the shouts shook the sky. When the three fire dragons merged into it, an even louder sound of fighting broke out.  And the minions of the fire dragon seemed to be unstoppable, grabbing at the three military forts that were already in chaos, until sparks flew all over the sky, and blood splashed all over the sky!  On Feiyuan Fort, many soldiers and civilians gathered on the fort wall, watching everything that happened in front of them with tears on their faces.  I was so choked up that I couldn't even cheer!  A general just stood by the flag and drum, trembling all over.  Eyes widened.  He just urged a few sergeants to beat the drums and blow the trumpets!  We are a defeated tribe.  It will not be destroyed, it will never be destroyed!  As long as there is a backbone like General Yang, who leads us to fight to the death, even if the Tatars are like a black cloud weighing heavily on our heads, we will still fight our way out, raise the military flag again, turn around, and fight with the Tatars again.  There is a winner!  This general is beside him.  Suddenly there was the sound of heavy footsteps. Looking back, it was Wei Dagong who was walking up with a pale face.  Although the arrow in his body has been knocked out and the wound has been wrapped, the arrow wound on his chest is really serious.  No matter how tight the military situation is in Feiyuan Castle, all the generals will never let him go into battle again.  After tidying up a place that was barely big enough for him to stay, he placed him in it and specially assigned a few servants to serve him.  And Wei Dagong also developed a high fever and could no longer support the task of guarding the fort wall and arranging and commanding the military.  It's night today.  They all started talking about birthdays.  The military stronghold fell and Feiyuan Fort was besieged.  If the commander-in-chief is like this, we can know how difficult it was for the soldiers and civilians in Feiyuan Castle to support themselves that day and night!  But at this moment, Wei Dagong walked onto the fortress wall!  Although he was too weak to wear armor, Wei Dagong still put on a certain bag of armor upright, and tied neatly with a luan belt around his waist.  His pale face was flushed with fever.  After walking up the fort wall, he asked the general: "What are you doing here?" The general suddenly turned around, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but tears couldn't stop flowing down, and he hurriedly used his palms to  He wiped it off and said loudly: "General Wei, General Yang is here, General Yang is here!" Wei Dagong nodded lightly: "I have ears, so I can hear. I have eyes, so I can see." He  After walking a few steps, his body felt weak and he seemed about to fall over. Fortunately, he held his hands on the mouth of the pile and stood still.  The surrounding soldiers and civilians wanted to help him, but Wei Dagong waved him away.  What caught Wei Dagong¡¯s eyes was the nighttime raid scene that became more and more spectacular!  The fire dragon has filled the road down the mountain, and the fire dragon's claws have penetrated deeply into the three military strongholds.  The shouts of killing were deafening, causing the mountains to roar and the valleys to respond, the mountain wind to howl, and the dark clouds in the night sky above to surge!  From the Weishui River Valley to here, it seems that the mountains are about to trap this fire dragon, pull out its claws, pull out its muscles and bones, and consume its flesh and blood.  But this fire dragon fought its way out, creating a road in the mountains, causing a rain of fire and a sea of ??blood, knocking down the mountains that stood in front of its horns and claws!  King Yan, just stay in the middle King Yan!  Yang Keshi is a general, not a handsome one.  But if you have to make decisions alone, you always look forward and backward, and are rarely decisive.  If it weren't for you, King Yan, who was personally guarding the area, how could Yang Keshi's entire army come so decisively to the north and launch such a decisive attack on the northern passage with such indomitable momentum? ?? If we say that before, Wei Dagong was just willing to take risks for the sake of fame.  But why, King Yan, did you come to such a dangerous situation?  Wei Dagong suddenly turned around and stood as stable as a mountain without support. He roared with all his strength: "What are you waiting for? Why don't you go out to support the fight? Why don't you go and kill more dog Tatars at this time?"  The officers and soldiers of the right army were also exerting all their strength at this time, and they just roared to take orders!  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~  ~ The fighting was going on inside and outside the three military strongholds. Countless Song Army armored cavalry just rushed forward, regardless of casualties and fatigue, just to rush into the military stronghold and cut down the last dog Tatar standing in front of them.  Then he would trample them with iron hooves and turn them all into flesh!  Countless spears and horses were just thrown into the array of Jurchen soldiers fighting out of the stronghold.  Countless soldiers dismounted one after another, shaking and cutting down the fence of the village.  A crossbow machine was raised high, and wooden feather short arrows swept across the Jurchen horses who dared to defend the village gate.  The Jurchen army and horses did not capture this place until after sunset. When they were exhausted, they did not have much time to arrange defenses, and they had to drive hundreds of Song people.Clean up the battlefield and repair the fortress defenses.  When the Southern Army suddenly arrived, these Song people suddenly rioted and resisted.  The Jurchen defenders were completely unable to form effective resistance!  In the three military strongholds, fires were ignited everywhere, fighting was everywhere, and chaos was everywhere.  The Jurchen defenders were running wild inside, and they could only make a desperate struggle to resist!  Outside the village, inside the village.  A Jurchen warrior was either stabbed and chopped down inside or outside the stronghold wall, or was stabbed from his horse, or was simply overwhelmed by the crowds of Song people.  The entire night sky was filled with the last screams of the Jurchen Tatars!  Xiao Yan had already drawn his sword and wanted to join the battle group.  However, people around him such as Guo Rong, Yang De, Lin Baotou, and dozens of Yanwang Zhijia soldiers never took a step forward to join the battlefield.  No matter how Xiao Yan glared at them with cold eyes under his ghostly face, he ignored them all.  This group of dozens of riders were wandering outside the battlefield, watching the battlefield that was like a volcano erupting.  After repeated battles, it seems that this passage is really going to be opened!  But the Jurchen Tatars were just that late!  At the end of the day, Xiao Yan was too lazy to argue with the guards around him. He returned his sword to its sheath and just watched quietly as the thousands of Western Army cavalry trained by Yang Keshi were fighting like crazy in front of him!  These more than 10,000 defeated troops have finally lived up to my hard work, and after this battle, they have finally been tempered.  With this army and horses as the basis, we can reorganize the east and west flanks of the river and still put Zong Han's army at a disadvantage. There is still great hope As long as we can sort out the situation!  The sky was filled with fire and blood, and the sound of fighting was deafening. Xiao Yan even began to silently plan his next move.  However, Guo Rong has been guarding Xiao Yan vigilantly, looking around to see if there is any danger that threatens Xiao Yan.  Suddenly Guo Rong was shocked and shouted loudly: "Guard the noble man!" On one side of the room, a team of people was rushing out.  But it was Pucha Wulie who was driving down the mountain like flying.  He took more than a hundred personal guards and went to the nearby horse stakes at the foot of the mountain to get the horses. Then more than a hundred horsemen snatched them out from the side!  Pucha Wulie was also a Jurchen general. Looking at the situation, he knew that several military strongholds at the foot of the mountain were hopeless.  Looking at the battlefield, I saw Xiao Yan and his entourage standing distantly on the edge of the battlefield, with a group of soldiers vigilantly guarding the core people.  This must be an important figure from the Southern Army who is personally in charge!  As long as this important figure in the Southern Army is captured, there is no chance of saving the situation!  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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