son-in-law

Chapter 768 Chapter [-] Rin Feng ([-])

On August [-]th, in the northwest.

When the rain started to fall in the late autumn season, there was no sign of stopping. The heavy rain covered barren hills, dwarf trees and grass, running water, and occasionally, corpses lying on the ground could be seen.A man or a warhorse, in the silt or grass, stopped breathing forever.

In the chaotic battlefield last night, the trajectory of the fighting extended from north to south for a distance of more than ten miles. In fact, it was just a conflict between two or 3000 people.Killed all the way relentlessly, and now the corpses in the remote part of the battlefield are still unattended.

A group of 43 people came from south to north.On the way, they picked up four wounded horses and carried the four wounded among them. When they saw corpses on the way, they sent out people to collect and search for some things.

The raging rain had already soaked his body, the air was gloomy and cold, and the boots on his feet were embedded in the muddy road, and it took a lot of effort to pull them out.Zhuo Yongqing hung the shoe around his neck early, feeling the faint pain in his chest, and stuffed a small piece of marching ration into his mouth.

"Pfft...you say, where are we going now?"

The heavy rain that fell was the most annoying. As I walked in front of me, I wiped the water stains on my face, but I was fascinated again in a short while.Walking beside him was his comrade-in-arms Chen Side, who was fiddling with his crossbow, which was probably broken.

"Where did you kill him last night, so go back to where you are." Chen Side looked ahead, "It stands to reason that there should be people waiting there."

"Will the golden dog also send someone to wait there?"

"...It's hard to say." Chen Side hesitated for a while, and the crossbow in his hand was pulled hard, only to hear a "pop", and it shattered.Zhuo Yongqing said: "Go and get a good one." Then he squatted down and picked up the iron pieces, bolts and other objects in the mud with him. After all, these things in the crossbow are still useful to take back.

The rest of the people walked past, one foot lightly and one heavy foot, and some of them walked forward with the help of the wounded.Suddenly there was a loud noise from behind, a figure fell from the horse's back, splashing muddy water, the person leading the horse stopped, and someone ran over from behind, Zhuo Yongqing wiped the water droplets from his eyes: " It's Lu Shishi..."

At this time, everyone in the front and back had stopped, looking at the comrade who was holding up the figure in the muddy water, the comrade-in-arms froze for a moment, then looked back half a circle: "Dead... Lu Shitou..."

Someone moved, and at the front of the line, Qu Qing came out: "...Take his things and put him on the side of the road."

"...Do you want to bury him?" Someone asked in a low voice.

"I don't have time." After Qu Qing finished saying this, he paused, and stretched out his hand to point at the three horses behind him. "First find a place to heal and catch up with the brigade. There are us and Jurchen here. It's not peaceful."

The crowd did so. They took away Lu Shitou's knife, shield, and bow and crossbow. They put the other seriously injured man on the back of the horse, put on his hood, and moved on.

It was still the gray and gloomy autumn rain. More than [-] people walked along the mud and had to turn around the rugged mountain road ahead.Just under the silver-grey sky, over the mountain road, more than [-] northern men in Jurchen military uniforms were also descending along the mountain road.Due to the obstruction of earth and rocks, the two sides have not seen each other yet.

"...Last night, the brigade should not have dispersed. We killed too quickly... I remember Lu Lifu was dead."

"Lulifu...where is it?"

"I don't remember. On the way here, Golden Dog's warhorse... knocked him away. Get it for me."

While talking, Chen Side was still playing with the other crossbow in his hand. After taking a sip of water, he handed the rattan water bottle he carried to Zhuo Yongqing. Zhuo Yongqing took the water bottle and pressed his chest subconsciously.

"If I hit it, I might die. My bones may be broken, but I didn't die. So he might..."

While he was still talking, there was a sudden movement from the top of the hillside. It was a fight between human figures and the crossbow rang.Two figures suddenly rolled down from the mountain, one of them was one of the three scouts on the side of the Black Flag Army, and the other was obviously a Jurchen spy.At the corner of the road in front of the queue, someone suddenly shouted: "Fight!" Arrows flew past, and the person walking at the front had turned up his shield.

At this moment, Zhuo Yongqing was stunned for a moment, and the shudder suddenly rose and exploded from the back of his head.He only hesitated for a moment, and then he rushed forward.He threw away the water bottle in his hand, unfastened the crossbow, and wound the arrow. Someone was already rushing past him faster.

A few simple shields were set up in a loose array in the blink of an eye. The bow and arrows on the opposite side flew to hit the shield. Luo Ye was shouting with a knife, "How much—"

"twenty--"

"Kill them!"

At the corner of the road, a warhorse suddenly rushed over, heading straight for the hastily formed shield wall ahead.A Chinese soldier was knocked away by a war horse, the Jurchen threw himself into the mud, slashed with a long knife, and another war horse had already rushed in.The Jurchen over there rushed over, and the people over here had already greeted him.

Luo Ye walked in the mud with a knife in one hand, and saw the Jurchen cavalry rushing towards him, his footsteps did not slow down, the one hand holding the knife turned into two hands, and the pace stopped abruptly when the horses were close to each other. , the body swayed, and he slashed out a knife.

"Arrogant your mother-"

The warhorse flew out with blood, and before the Jurchen on the horse got up, he was stabbed to the ground with a spear by the person charging behind.At this time, the conflict of war has begun. People are fighting and fighting on the muddy road and the dangerous hillside. Zhuo Yongqing rushed up. Nearby is a mountain of long hairs who drew their knives and slashed at the Jurchen, and the muddy water was running. Lifting it up, the Jurchen dodged the slash, and also killed with one slash, Zhuo Yongqing waved his shield to block the slash.

Mao Yishan crossed the shield and slashed again, the Jurchen tumbled and dodged again, and Zhuo Yongqing followed him, and was about to raise his knife to slash, when the Jurchen slammed into the muddy water while he was moving. Not moving, but a crossbow arrow was hit in the face.Zhuo Yongqing looked back and didn't know who shot it.At this time, Mao Yishan had already shouted: "Hold a group—"

In the autumn rain, the murderous fight became the theme of this mountain road in an instant. Zhuo Yongqing, Mao Yishan and others had already huddled together. At some point, sticky blood was already on their faces.Not far away, Luo Ye brought a few people into a small group with the most aggressiveness. Hou Wu, Qu Qing and others were another group with the largest number of people.This sudden encounter made the Jurchen extremely fierce. However, when the soldiers of the Huaxia Army gathered, their fierce hunting was no longer able to prevail. In a short while, several people fell down, and the blood flowed again on the hillside.

A wounded soldier named Pan Xiaomao hid in the rear beside the horses carrying the seriously wounded, guarding seven or eight crossbows from time to time to shoot arrows and sneak attacks, sometimes shooting horses, sometimes shooting people.A Jurchen soldier was shot in the lower leg and limped to the bottom of the hillside. Not far below, there was the cliff of the mountain stream. When he was on the edge of the cliff, Luo Ye shouted, "Come back!" However, it was too late, the earth and stones on the hillside slid, and he fell along with the Jurchen.

I don't know how long the battle lasted. Two Jurchens fled on horseback. When there were no active Jurchen soldiers nearby, Zhuo Yongqing sat down suddenly panting, and Mao Yishan patted him on the shoulder: "Kill it. Good!" However, Zhuo Yongqing didn't kill anyone this time, and he used a lot of physical strength, mainly because the injury to the chest increased the physical consumption.

"Check the number of people! Save the wounded first!" Qu Qing shouted in the crowd, and everyone rushed towards the wounded around, while Luo Ye ran all the way to the edge of the cliff, leaning over and looking down, thinking To find a chance of luck.After taking a few breaths, Zhuo Yongqing stood up staggeringly and went to check on the injured.When he walked back, he found that Chen Side had fallen in a pool of blood, and an arrow was shot in his throat, which went straight through.

Zhuo Yongqing's mind buzzed.This is of course his first time on the battlefield, but Chen Side is not the first companion and friend he has seen dead in the past few days.Witnessing such a death, what stuck in my heart was not sadness, but weight.Those are living people. In the past, they communicated and talked... Chen Side was good at handicraft. In the past, he could dismantle the crossbow and remove the crossbow. He could often repair the broken one by himself. The rattan kettle in the muddy water had a leather bag inside. It is extremely beautiful. It is said that his mother made it for Chen Side when he joined the Huaxia Army.A lot of things seem to be suddenly pressed at this moment after they stop abruptly. Such a weight makes it difficult to swallow directly into the stomach.

However, no matter who it is, all this must be swallowed.The dead are very heavy, but at this moment they are all light. There are dead people all the time on the battlefield, and indulging in the dead on the battlefield will delay even greater things.This extremely light and extremely heavy contradiction is pressed together in this way.

Zhuo Yongqing's eyes were sour, something was gushing out, he turned his head to look at the people around him, Luo Lunzi stood on the edge of the cliff for a while, turned his head and walked back, someone was saving people on the ground and kept pressing them on the chest, There was a hint of madness in the seemingly calm movement. Some people checked next to the deceased for a while, but after being stunned, they silently walked to the side. Hou Wu helped an injured person and shouted to the surrounding: "He is still All right! Bandages—medicine—”

Zhuo Yongqing picked up the rattan water bottle on the ground, hung it on his body, and went aside to help others.After some tossing and counting the number of people, there were 34 people left, ten of them were wounded——Zhuo Yongqing, who was not wounded by a knife and affected the battle, was not counted.When everyone was about to move forward, Zhuo Yongqing subconsciously said, "Should I... bury them..."

He looked at the corpse lying on the side of the road.

"...No time." Luo Ye said this, then he paused, then suddenly pointed his finger down, "Or, throw them down."

"Okay." Qu Qing nodded and walked over to the body first, "Everyone, hurry up."

They threw the eight corpses on the side of the road into the deep stream and moved on.They originally planned to return along the same path as last night, but considering the condition of the injured, there would be not only their own people, but also Jurchens on the way, so they simply found a fork in the road and walked a few miles. Afterwards, the severely injured were temporarily left in a relatively hidden mountain pass under the cliff, and two people were arranged to take care of them.

"You can't go any more." Qu Qing told these people, "Even if it's over, it's hard to play against Jurchen again. Now either we will find the brigade and notify the people from the Chong family to pick you up, or we can't find it. , and then turn back at night."

After leaving the 12 people behind, Zhuo Yongqing and other 22 people rushed to the place where the battle took place last night. On the way, they met a five-member Jurchen team, killed them, lost one person, and gathered five more on the way. people.Arriving at the edge of the small forest on the top of the hill where the battle was hastily last night, the traces of the great battle were still there, but the Huaxia Army's brigade had apparently moved away with the Jurchen in their hands.

The 26 people took the risk to explore the woods for a while, and retreated in a hurry after meeting the enemy.At this time, the Jurchen stragglers are obviously also patronizing here. The Huaxia Army is better at formation and coordination, and the Jurchen who are killed in the white mountains and black waters are better than individual combat in the wild and in the forest. It may be an option to stay here and wait for your companions. , but it was too passive, Qu Qing and others made a total calculation and decided to go back to settle the wounded first, and then estimate the possible location of the Jurchen to catch up.

This time and again, it was a muddy rainy day, and when we approached the col, I saw a corpse lying on the side of the road with almost a dozen arrows stuck in it.This is the soldier they left to take care of the wounded, named Zhang Gui.Everyone suddenly became nervous, alerted and rushed to the col.

It's too late.

There was a bloody smell everywhere in the col, and corpses were scattered all over the place. There were a total of [-] corpses of Chinese soldiers, and each of them had arrows on their bodies.Obviously, when the Jurchen came, the wounded put out their shields and used crossbow shooting to resist, but they were shot and killed by the Jurchen in the end. In the innermost part of the mountain, the four seriously wounded who were not easy to move were killed by the Huaxia soldiers themselves. Yes, after the lightly wounded killed them, he stabbed the long knife into his heart, and now the corpse sat beside him, but had no head - the Jurchen chopped it off.

The sky has dimmed, and the rain is still falling. Everyone carefully checked all of this. Someone remembered Zhang Gui who died on the roadside in the distance, and said softly, "Zhang Gui wants to lure Jurchen away..." Luo Ye He went out silently with a few people carrying knives, obviously looking for traces of Jurchen. After a while, he heard Luo Ye's roar from the dimly lit mountains: "Come on—"

After a while, there was another voice: "Come on—" but there was no reply.Soon after, Luo Ye came back, and on the other side, someone brought Zhang Gui's body back.

"It's time now." Hou Wudao, "Let's bury them."

Luo Ye nodded: "Let's make a fire to cook, and let's rest for the night."

"The Jurchen may still be around."

"Let them come!" Luo Ye gritted his teeth and said.After a while, Qu Qing said over there, "Let's make a fire and dry the clothes."

The crowd dug a pit and buried twelve corpses. That night, they rested on the graves at this place.The soldiers ate some boiled rations, and if they had wounds like Zhuo Yongqing, they bandaged them well.After the tossing and turning of the day, heavy rain, silt, fighting, injuries, everyone was very tired. After drying their clothes, they put out the fire. Everyone is discussing where to go tomorrow.

"...Wanyan Loushi has been in circles in Yanzhou and Gyeongju these days. I think he is waiting for reinforcements to come... The army of the Zhong family has already surrounded them, but maybe the Zhe family will come too. Jin It’s hard to say whether Ning Jun will join in the fun or not. In a few days, the surrounding area will be in chaos. I estimate that if Wanyan Loushi wants to leave, he will probably choose the direction of Xuanjia’ao today..."

"...Wanyan Loushi is not afraid of battle, he is just cautious, and he fights in a well-organized manner. He doesn't fight us head-on, he is afraid of our artillery and balloons..."

"If you push like this, maybe you will have a big fight while it's raining..."

"Maybe it's tonight..."

"yes……"

"Anyway, we're going to Xuanjia'ao tomorrow?"

Zhuo Yongqing leaned on the tomb and listened to Luo Ye and others buzzing for a while, but he didn't know when he heard Qu Qing say: "It's my fault to keep the wounded here... "

"What's wrong with you, don't take things to yourself!" Luo Ye's voice became louder, "The injured can't leave, we have to rush to the battlefield, no one can do that! It's the Jurchen who should be killed. , what should be done is to get it back from the Jurchen!"

"Maybe a few people can go to the brigade, and we'll wait here."

"There is no such choice!" Luo Ye said decisively, "Who are we fighting now? Wanyan Loushi! Jurchen is number one! Now it seems that we are evenly matched with him. Who knows when we have a flaw, let them eat us !Since we are going to fight head-on, we will do everything we can! We only have more than 20 people, but who knows if it will be because we are missing, the head-on will be a little bit worse? Send someone to the brigade, and the brigade will divide the number of people Come back to us? Qu Qing, fight! What is the most important thing in fighting? Mr. Ning said, put your life on it!"

Luo Ye paused: "Our lives, their lives... my own brothers, they died, I am sad, I can die for them, but I can't lose a war! Fighting! It's just desperate! Mr. Ning said that there is nothing to do. You don’t have to fight for your own life, you fight for others’ lives! Fight to the extreme! If you fight to your death, if others can’t keep up, you will fight to your death for others! Don’t think about those who don’t have it, it’s not your fault, it’s the Jurchen damn it!”

"Thank you, Luo Lunzi." Qu Qing said, "Don't worry, I have no less fire in my heart than you. I know what I can do with it."

"Hmph, here today, I haven't seen anyone with less fire in their hearts..."

The coldness faded, and the heat wave came again. Zhuo Yongqing leaned against the mound, gritted his teeth, and squeezed his fists. Soon after, he fell asleep again in a daze.The next day, the rain continued uninterrupted, everyone ate a little something, said goodbye to the tomb, and set off for Xuanjiaao again.

It's raining heavily and the road is rough again, but on the battlefield, as long as there is a breath left, there is no place to complain and complain...

There is no other way but to move forward.

(End of this chapter)