One second to remember 【End of Book God Station】Mobile users enter the address:

Withered grass covers the ground, autumn sweeps across the sky. Search: \(End\ Book\ God\ Station\) to read quality literature for free.

At the end of the eighth month of the second year of Jianshuo, the first round of conflict between the Black Flag Army and the Jurchen Western Route Army erupted on the night of the twenty-third day of the eighth month, in the wilderness northeast of Yanzhou City.

At that time, considering the presence of the Gyrfalcon in the Jurchen army and the blatant surveillance of Xiaocang River, it was difficult for a surprise attack on the Jurchen army to be effective. However, for the sake of probability, before the frontal battle began, the upper echelons of the Black Flag Army still prepared a surprise attack. The plan was to fly one of the hot air balloons over the Jurchen military camp before the Jurchens realized the full effect of the hot air balloons, and drop explosive packages on Wanyan Lou Shi's command tent.

The bombing time was chosen at night. If it could be successful and kill Wanyan Lou Shi, the Black Flag Army would be able to lift the northwest crisis without any effort. And even if the explosion occurred near the command tent, the Jurchen military camp would inevitably be panicked by the sudden attack. Then, with Han Jing's 4,000 troops attacking the camp, there was a high probability that the Jurchen army would collapse.

At this time, the control of the hot air balloon—no matter when—was a huge problem. However, in the ascents of these days, the hot air balloon operators in Xiaocang River had also initially grasped the knack. The flight of the hot air balloon was still controllable in a general direction. This was because the direction of the wind was not the same at every altitude in the air. In this way, the flight of the hot air balloon could be determined to some extent. However, due to the lack of precision, the position where the hot air balloon ascended was still not too far from the Jurchen camp.

Because of this, the hot air balloon was ultimately discovered by Jurchen scouts before it ascended. Perhaps it was because God did not want the Black Flag Army to win too easily here. After that, Chen Xing, the leader of the special regiment of the Black Flag Army, decisively chose to abandon the mission and withdraw at high speed. Han Jing naturally had to abandon the plan to attack the Jurchens at night.

However, after that, the Jurchen general Sahara Linkanmu led more than a thousand cavalrymen to follow, and friction occurred between his team and Han Jing's team this night. This was originally a tentative friction but it quickly escalated afterward, which was probably something that neither side had expected.

This Jurchen general, Saharin, was originally a close follower of Wanyan Lou Shi, and led the elite troops of this western expedition. They went south all the way, brave and fearless on the battlefield, and the Han Chinese army in front of them often collapsed after one or two attacks.

The two sides met, lined up for a raid, and shot arrows on horseback. At the beginning, it was still organized, but after all, it was night. After two rounds of entanglement, Saharin, remembering Wanyan Lou Shi's order to get the flying object, began to tentatively intersperse towards the other side. The first round of conflict broke out.

Han Jing's cavalry was not easy to deal with either. They were originally the most desperate group of people in the Luliang Mountains. When they had no food to eat, they hung their heads on their belts and fighting with people was commonplace. Many of them had also participated in the Battle of Xiacun against the Yuan Army. When the Black Flag Army of Xiaocang River defeated the 150,000 troops of Western Xia, these men, who were full of arrogance in their hearts, had long been eager for a battle.

And the most deadly thing was Ning Yi's publicity of the Battle of Dongzhiyuan in Qingmu Village and Xiaocang River in the past year. At that time, when Yuzangma led light cavalry to pose a threat to the charging team, Zhou Huan, the chief of staff of the special regiment, led hundreds of people to launch a violent charge. In the end, hundreds of cavalrymen forcibly defeated the morale of thousands of cavalrymen. If Xiaocang River could do it, what couldn't Qingmu Village do!

When both sides were holding their breath and it was night, after the first round of charge and fight "accidentally" broke out, the whole night suddenly boiled. Hysterical shouts suddenly shattered the night sky. With half of the front already mixed together, neither side's leaders dared to order a retreat. They could only try to restrain their men, but in the dark, it was often only when they rushed to the front that they could see clearly. In a moment, the sounds of fighting, shouting, collision, and rolling swept across the night sky!

In terms of the strength and calculations of the two sides, these two armies were only meeting for the first time, and they might not even understand the purpose of the vanguard. It was rare for them to raise each other's morale to the extreme and then turn into a situation of entanglement and fighting in this moment of contact. But when they reacted, they were already riding a tiger and couldn't get off.

There were about a thousand soldiers who participated in the fierce melee in this night, and the rest were not idle either, shooting arrows at each other and entangling each other. Rockets and unlit arrows flew in a scattered pattern. The Jurchen side first released the retreat fireworks, and then Han Jing's side also ordered a retreat, but it was already too late.

The chaotic fighting in the dark had already spread out, and large-scale chaos gradually turned into small groups, small-scale raids, and firefights. This night, the teams that were entangled for the longest time probably killed their way out for more than ten miles. The soldiers from the Luliang Mountains faced the hunters from the Changbai Mountains. Even if they became disorganized small groups, they never lost their combat effectiveness in the dark mountains. For half the night, the bloody fighting in the mountains, on the way to escape, find their companions, and find the large army, almost never stopped.

When it was near midnight, the support troops sent by Wanyan Lou Shi arrived, and Han Jing led his men to retreat leisurely, and the other side did not choose to pursue. And Han Jing's men stayed after retreating a few miles, set up camp, and did not intend to leave.

This night, the excitement that took place near Yanzhou City lasted for most of the night. And as for the Yan Zheng Guo's unit, which was still leading an army of 90,000 to besiege the city at this time, what happened was still a big question mark. It was not until the next day that they roughly figured out that Sahara Lin had a conflict with an unknown army last night, and the origin of this army vaguely pointed to... the mountains in the northeast.

Yan Zheng Guo called on his staff, Long Zhi Yong, Mu Wen Chang, and others to hold a meeting in the camp. Although he was the Pacification Commissioner of Qinfeng Road, most of the Qinfeng Road area was originally the territory of the Western Army, which made his position high, but his actual status was not high. When the Jurchens came, he was at a loss and could not run away. In the end, he was captured, so he simply surrendered to the Jurchens and was driven to attack Yanzhou City. Instead, he felt that there was no way back, and he suddenly became enlightened. However, after such a long time here, he was still clear about the various forces around him.

"At this time in the Northwest, the Zhe family has surrendered. If it is not a fake surrender, the one who came out now is probably the devil king in the Luliang Mountains. This army is fierce and comparable to the Jurchens. If they come, we must take precautions early."

At this time, the siege was still going on outside. Yan Zheng Guo, with his scholar nature, felt a bit of a headache when he thought of this. His staff, Long Zhi Yong, comforted him, "My lord, rest assured, although the Black Flag Army is brave, the act of assassinating the emperor shows that its overall picture is limited. The Jurchens are sweeping the world, with a momentum to swallow mountains and rivers. Wanyan Lou Shi is an unparalleled general, and his use of troops is stable. At this time, standing still shows his methods. If the Black Flag Army really comes, this student believes that it will inevitably be difficult to resist the great power of the Jin army. My lord, just sit back and watch the changes."

Na Mu Wen Chang said, "Our army of 100,000 is more than enough to attack the city. Since the lord is worried, first, we should break the city as soon as possible. In this way, even if the Black Flag Army comes, Yanzhou City will not be able to be rescued. Without the support of the Western Army, it will be useless to fight again. Second, we can free up 20,000 people to line up in the rear and set up a defense. The Black Flag Army is indeed a devil king, but they are not numerous, and the Lou Shi commander is by their side. If they want to deal with us and relieve the danger of Yanzhou, they only need to entangle us a little. How could Commander Lou Shi not seize the opportunity..."

After Mu Wen Chang finished speaking, Yan Zheng Guo smiled and nodded in approval. Then he sent generals to divide out 20,000 troops and set up another camp in the rear of the camp to defend against the enemy from the east.

At this time, it was the afternoon of August 24th. The battle for the defense of Yanzhou was still going on fiercely. In the rear of the attacking side, more than 20,000 troops were divided out. On the Yanzhou city wall, feeling the increasingly fierce attack, Zhong Lie, covered in blood, vaguely sensed something happening, and the morale of the city was boosted.

And at dusk, in the mountains to the east, an army had quickly leaped out of the mountains. This army moved quickly, and the black flag fluttered in the autumn wind. The five regiments of the Huaxia Army, a column of more than 13,000 people stretching for several miles, stopped to rest for a moment outside the mountain.

The cooks distributed steamed buns and meat soup.

Zhuo Yongqing was a new recruit in the Black Flag Army and was originally from Yanzhou. At this time, he was sitting on the edge of the field, eating steamed buns and drinking soup. Most of his companions in a row beside him were in the same posture. Night was approaching, but looking around, the barren world and the roadside were all figures of Black Flag Army soldiers, row after row, as if they were not in the wild at all, so he suppressed some of his nervousness.

The Black Flag Army had a lot of training on weekdays. A day's march was only slightly tiring for Zhuo Yongqing and others. More than that, it was the tension of going to the battlefield. Such tension was also on the veterans, but it was rarely seen. Zhuo Yongqing's squad leader was Mao Yishan. He was usually a good person, honest and easy to talk to, and he would also care about people. Zhuo Yongqing asked him softly, "Squad leader, what does 100,000 people look like?"

Mao Yishan buried his head in eating, glanced at him, "Good food, don't talk." Then he buried his head in eating the meat in the soup again.

Everyone swept the bottom of the bowl with steamed buns. After a short rest, the army set off again. They set up camp after walking about five more miles. On the way, Mao Yishan said to Zhuo Yongqing, "It's almost the same as 10,000 people." In the night, there were continuous torches, soldiers and companions walking at the same pace. Such consistency actually made Zhuo Yongqing's tension disappear somewhat.

Except for the necessary rest, the Black Flag Army hardly stopped. The next day, it was a journey of twenty-five miles. In the afternoon, Zhuo Yongqing could vaguely see the outline of Yanzhou City. In the distance ahead, there were people and military tents all over the mountains and plains. On the Yanzhou city wall, there were vaguely visible signs of red and black intertwined, which showed the tragic nature of the siege battle.

Zhuo Yongqing's army rested for a while, and in front of them, an army of unknown number slowly pushed over. Zhuo Yongqing was called up, and the army began to line up. He stood in the third row, holding a shield and a knife. On both sides, front and back, were figures of his companions, just like they did in every training session, lined up and waiting.

Beside him, squad leader Mao Yishan was quietly exhaling a long breath. Zhuo Yongqing followed suit. And in front of him, someone shouted, "Do you still remember what we said when we set off!? When you meet the enemy, there are only two words—"

Zhuo Yongqing paused, and then, bloodshot eyes welled up in his eyes. He shouted out loudly. At this moment, the entire army formation was shouting out: "Fierce! Ruthless—" The wilderness was shaken and buzzed.

He didn't know how many people were around him. But the autumn wind rose, and huge balloons flew over their heads.

On the Yanzhou city, Zhong Lie put down the inferior telescope in his hand and frowned slightly in doubt: "They..."

On August 25th, the Black Flag Army divided into two groups. One group of 8,000 people merged with Han Jing in the northeast of Yanzhou City. After the 12,000 people merged, they slowly pushed towards the Jurchen's military camp. At the same time, the more than 5,000 people of the Second and Third Regiments confronted the 90,000 siege army led by Yan Zheng Guo in a slightly southward place.

Wanyan Lou Shi ordered Yan Zheng Guo's troops to attack the Black Flag Army. Yan Zheng Guo did not dare to disobey and ordered more than 20,000 people to push towards this side. However, before the battle, he was still a little hesitant: "Should we send an envoy to surrender them first?"

The staff thought for a while and replied: "What your Excellency said is very good, it is in line with the way of courtesy before force."

In the evening, they sent an envoy to come towards the more than 5,000 people. Before they had gone halfway, they saw three huge balloons flying over. The 5,000 people lined up and pushed forward. To the north, the main forces of the two armies were confronting each other, and all the movements would affect the whole situation. However, the Black Flag Army, which had been rushing all the way, did not hesitate at all. Even when facing the Jurchen God of War, they did not give any face.

One of the hot air balloons dropped a package of explosives towards the position of the banner of the 20,000 people. Zhuo Yongqing followed his companions and rushed forward, unfolding the fighting according to everyone's appearance. As the vast night began to devour the earth, blood and fire bloomed on a large scale...

Support (End of Book God Station) Share this site with those little friends who need it! Please leave a message if you can't find the book!