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Spring arrived, and all things gradually awakened. The northbound geese crossed the vast plains and rolling mountains and hills. The snow on the white mountains began to melt, and the wide river rushed towards the distant horizon.

Across the vast land, cities and roads built by mankind dotted the landscape.

During the Jian Shuo era of the Wu Dynasty and the Tianhui era of the Jin Dynasty, conflicts among people on this land disrupted the peace that had existed for centuries between the Wu and Liao dynasties. The chaos was still brewing, and the era gradually revealed its magnificent side, which inspired some people to forge ahead while causing others to feel anxious and worried.

However, time, as always, did not shift according to human will. It moved forward slowly and steadily in places where people did not pay attention. In the second year of the Jian Shuo era of the Wu Dynasty, such a scene arrived as promised.

Near Daming Prefecture, Yue Fei rode his horse onto a hilltop, watching the soldiers running through the mountains below. Then he and several followers dismounted and walked down the green hillside. During this process, he, as always, paused for a moment to look towards the distant villages. All things were growing, and the nearby villagers had already begun to turn the soil, preparing to sow seeds.

He leaped onto a large rock on the edge of the hillside, watching the soldiers run past in front of him, shouting loudly, "Faster! Pay attention to your breathing and your companions! Faster, faster, faster! Do you see the villagers over there? They are your parents. They support you with money and food. Think about how they would be slaughtered by the Jin dogs! Those lagging behind! Catch up!"

The young general clenched his fists, his figure upright and tall. His appearance was dignified, but his serious and rigid personality did not give people much of a sense of cordiality. The new 3,000-man army assigned near Daming Prefecture received almost the best treatment and the most rigorous training of any army of comparable size in the Wu Dynasty. This young General Yue governed his army extremely strictly, frequently using military sticks and whips on his subordinates. Each time, he repeatedly reminded them of the disaster when the Jurchens invaded south. Some of the soldiers were old comrades under his command, while others relied on the daily food and the never-shortchanged pay, and gradually endured it.

However, although extremely strict with his subordinates, this young general named Yue Pengju was quite savvy when dealing with outsiders. He was sent by the court to recruit soldiers, and his organization was under the name of the Wusheng Army. He received money, food, and weapons from above, but there were always places where it was deducted. When Yue Fei was outside, he was not stingy with a smile and a few kind words, but the army system was not easy to integrate into. Sometimes, people would make things difficult for no reason, even if gifts were sent and money was given. They were not willing to give a way out. Therefore, after coming here, besides occasional social gatherings, Yue Fei actually resorted to violence twice.

The first time he used violence was relatively restrained. The second time was when the armor allocated to his command was intercepted. The opposing general also had some background in the Wusheng Army and was confident in his martial arts. After Yue Fei found out, he led his men into the other party's camp, drew a line, and challenged him. After a dozen moves, the general knew he could not win and wanted to claim a draw. A group of guards, seeing the situation was not good, rushed up to stop him. Yue Fei's ferocity rose, and with the help of several guards, he fought against more than ten people alone. A long staff flew up and down, and he was stabbed four times. However, in front of everyone, he beat the general to death.

At that time, the general had already been knocked to the ground. The guards who rushed up first wanted to rescue him, but one by one they were knocked down by Yue Fei, who was covered in blood. Later, everyone who watched the scene felt terrified, because Yue Fei was covered in blood and recited the "Staff Sutra" taught by Zhou Tong, beating the corpse on the ground with a stick as if it were raining. In the end, the staff was broken, and there was no bone or piece of flesh intact on the general's body from head to toe. He was almost beaten into a meat paste.

This matter initially caused a lot of commotion. After it was suppressed, not many people in the Wusheng Army dared to make trouble like this. However, Yue Fei never took all the benefits for himself. He shared the benefits that should be shared in a proper manner. After this competition, Yue Fei's identity as a disciple of Zhou Tong was also revealed. It was extremely convenient to accept some protection requests from landlords and local gentry, acting as their umbrella without going too far, preventing them from bullying others, but at least preventing others from bullying them at will, thus subsidizing the deducted part of the military pay.

Often, people would mention Zhou Tong in front of him. Yue Fei understood in his heart that his master's life was the most upright and just. If he knew about some of his actions, he would inevitably beat him up or even kick him out of the school. But whenever he thought like this, another figure would always rise in his mind.

That person in Bianliang and Xia Village, his actions were not upright, he valued practicality and was extremely utilitarian, but his purpose could not be criticized by anyone. When the Jurchen army was defeated, he led his men back to burn the grain, risking his life. In Xia Village, he used various methods to incite everyone and finally defeated Guo Yaoshi's rebel army. When Bianliang was pacified, the Right Minister's residence and himself were threatened by political strife. During the great difficulties, he actively ran around, trying to get a good result for all his fellow travelers. During this period, he was hated and assassinated by Green Forest figures, but Yue Fei felt that he was a truly good person.

If there was no regicide, Yue Fei would be extremely willing to follow him and be a vanguard soldier in the Bamboo Union.

Yue Fei had previously led Xiang soldiers and been a military leader. Only after experiencing these things and working in the Bamboo Union could he understand how fortunate it was to have such a leader above him. He arranged things and then sheltered those who worked below from unnecessary storms like wings. Everyone in the Bamboo Union only needed to bury themselves in their work without being bothered by too many messy things.

Now he had to truly become such a person. Things were extremely difficult, but what else could he do besides grit his teeth and hold on?

The team ran forward, and Yue Fei jumped off the boulder and began to follow the team, heading forward. This powerful and courageous figure gradually ran like the wind, chasing from the end of the team and running alongside the leader. At the next turn, he stepped in place, and his voice sounded again: "Faster, faster, faster! Don't be like a girl! Inhale! Exhale! Inhale! Exhale! Inhale! Exhale! Even a child can run faster than you! You're too slow, too slow, too slow - Faster!"

The voice was serious and loud, echoing in the mountains. In the young general's solemn and fierce expression, not many people knew that this was the happiest moment of his day. Only at this time could he so simply consider running forward without having to do those things he hated deep down, even though he had to do them.

"One day you may have great achievements, and perhaps it is people like you who can resist the Jurchens. How about giving you some personal advice?"

Vaguely, the dialogue when he confronted that person for the last time would sound in his mind.

"What?"

"For example, if you establish an army in the future, named Beiwei, how about it? Let me write it for you..."

"...Why is it called this?"

"Beiwei, as soldiers, the responsibilities you have to bear are as heavy as mountains. Carrying the mountains to walk has a lot of power. I personally like this name very much. Although the paths are different, and we will not seek each other after this, but we traveled together for a while, and I'll give it to you."

He turned back from the fleeting memory, reached out and pulled the shoulder of the soldier running at the end, and pushed him forward hard.

He shouted violently, "Go!"

——Beiwei, Mountain above, Ghost below: Carrying mountains, life has been promised to the country, therefore, this body becomes a ghost.

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South, Bianliang.

The city ravaged by the Jurchens had not yet recovered its vitality, and the continuous spring rain brought a feeling of gloom. In front of the Maitreya Temple, which was originally located in the south of the city, a large number of people were gathering. They crowded in the open space in front of the temple, vying to kneel and worship the Light Maitreya in the temple.

Lin Zongwu stood in the room at the top of the pagoda on the side of the temple, watching the crowd of believers through the window. The Dharma protector next to him came over and reported the situation outside.

"...Fortunately, I have not failed in my mission. Several people from the Dong and Du families outside the city have agreed to join my sect and serve as guest officials. Zhong Shuying repeatedly asked whether my sect is concerned with resisting the Jin and what actions it will take - his daughter died when the Jurchens besieged the city. It is said that the court originally wanted to capture his daughter and send her to the Jurchen military camp. In order to prevent his daughter from being humiliated, he personally killed his daughter with his eagle claws. It can be seen that he is not very willing to trust us."

Lin Zongwu listened and nodded: "Killing his daughter with his own hands is the greatest pain in the world. It is understandable. Zhong Shuying's Eagle Claw is rare. I will personally visit him and explain the actions of this sect in the north. Such a person is full of revenge from top to bottom. As long as we persuade him, he will be loyal to this sect in the future and is worth fighting for."

"Yes." The Dharma protector nodded. Then, he heard several waves of cheers from below. Lin Zongwu looked to the side, and someone understood and brought over the box next to him. Lin Zongwu glanced at it again.

"Speaking of which, Guo Jing is also a talent of his generation." In the box, Guo Jing's head, which had been pickled with lime, was opening his eyes and looking at him. "Unfortunately, Emperor Jingping was too stupid. Guo Jing was seeking fame and wealth, but Jingping asked him to resist the Jurchens. Guo Jing blew his horns too loudly. If he couldn't do it, he would be punished by the emperor if he wasn't killed by the Jurchens. Others only say that his practice of the Six Armor Divine Soldiers was a scam, but in fact, Bianliang was broken by the people of Bianliang themselves - putting hope on such people, how could you not die, how could he live?"

His tone was calm, but there was also a hint of contempt and emotion.

A year ago, Guo Jing resisted the Jurchens in Bianliang with the Six Armor Divine Soldiers, which ultimately led to the fall of Bianliang. This happened because Guo Jing said that the Six Armor Divine Soldiers were heavenly objects, and no one could watch when he cast spells. When the city gate was opened, the guards up and down the city gate were evacuated. When the Jurchens rushed in, Guo Jing had quietly left the city and fled. Others later scolded Guo Jing, but not many people thought about it. The liar himself was the most sober. With the order to resist the Jurchens, Guo Jing's only way out was to let a city of people die under the Jurchen swords.

Guo Jing opened the door on purpose.

Soon after, in front of the Maitreya Temple, a magnificent voice echoed.

"...The evil Guo Jing, acts perversely and belongs to the demons of the Nine Hells, slaughtering the people of the whole city. Therefore, my sect leader has supernatural powers, undertakes the wrath of the Ming King, and fought a great battle with the evil in nearby Ezhou for three days, finally making the evil subjugated! Now his head is here, to show the world——"

Cheers and cries rang out like a tide. On the lotus platform, Lin Zongwu opened his eyes, his eyes

Clear, without anger or joy.

Since the news of the great battle in Xixia came last year, Lin Zongwu often felt empty and unbearable in his heart. He increasingly felt that these fools in front of him were meaningless.

His martial arts had basically reached an invincible state, but every time he thought of that madman who was rebelling against the world, he would feel a faint embarrassment brewing in his heart.

Sooner or later, he would personally kill this person to clear his mind.

He had such an idea in his heart. However, when he thought of the great battle in the northwest, he remained rational in his heart about whether or not he should go to the northwest at this time. Although he didn't like that madman, he still had to admit that the madman had exceeded the scope of ten people against a hundred people. That was the power to traverse the world. Even if he was invincible in the world, rushing over to show off his force would only be like Zhou Tong, who would die without a trace of his bones.

This person is the most calculating, and he must have been prepared for enemies like himself. Once he appears in the northwest, it will be difficult to be spared.

He can only accumulate strength and slowly plan it.

Thoughts flowed through his mind. At a certain moment, he faced the crowd and slowly raised his hand. The magnificent voice of doctrine, along with that shocking inner strength, was emitted, which could be heard far and near, making people feel refreshed.

Soon after, devout believers continued to kowtow, and the cheers of the people became more surging and intense...

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Little Cang River.

As the snow melted and the ice disappeared, caravans were entering and exiting along the newly built mountain roads. Occasionally, many people could be seen in the mountains opening roads for Little Cang River, Qingmu Village, and other places. It was a lively and bustling scene.

In the past winter, some people starved to death in the northwest. After the Zhong family army recovered Qingzhou and Yanzhou, and the Zhe family army occupied Qingjian and other places, the grain reserves were originally insufficient. In order to stabilize the situation and restore production, they had to befriend the local gentry and wealthy families. After the middle level was stabilized, the problem of grain shortage did not cause a major riot in the local area, but many people starved to death in various small frictions, and some vicious incidents occurred. At this time, Little Cang River became an outlet.

The Little Cang River, which had been staying in the mountains, did not have much food either. It was definitely impossible to relieve the entire northwest. People wanted to get relief, either by joining the Black Flag Army or by working for Little Cang River. The Black Flag Army had very strict standards for recruiting people, but at this time, it was slightly relaxed. As for working, there were not many things that could be done in the winter, but after several batches of raw materials arrived from the outside, Ning Yi arranged for several workshops to be built inside and outside the valley, and was willing to distribute raw silk and other items to people outside, allowing them to weave cloth at home, or come to the valley to help with weaving, printing books, making gunpowder, hollowing out stone bullets, etc. In this way, while providing the minimum living security, they also saved a group of people.

As spring gradually arrived, although the snow melted and the ice disappeared, the problem of food became more serious. When people could move around outside, the road construction work was put on the agenda, and a large number of northwestern men came here to receive a copy of things and help with work. The recruitment of the Black Flag Army often took place among these people - the strongest, the most hard-working, the most obedient, and the most talented could be absorbed at this time.

The Zhong and Zhe families had no objection to this. First of all, Ning Yi gave up the interests of two cities, which was a big loss - even if the benefits that the Zhe family eventually received were not many, they still received a lot of power in Yanzhou and other places - even with the open recruitment of soldiers, Zhong Lie and Zhe Keqiu would not stop it in a short period of time. As for recruiting people to work, that was even better. They were worried that they would not be able to support everyone. Ning Yi's actions were to solve a big problem for them, which was a win-win situation for everyone.

At this time, although spring was not warm, the flowers had gradually bloomed. In the Little Cang River Valley, the training of new soldiers was in full swing. In the small courtyard on the hillside, Ning Yi, Tan'er, Xiao Chan, and others were packing their luggage, preparing to go to Qingmu Village to deal with things and visit Su Yu and others living there.

In a sense, this was also their "returning to their parents' home" at this time.

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