靖ping Second Year, June 17th, Northwest, cloudy.

Chen Pu in Yanzhou City was ancient and heavy. The solid city walls appeared calm and solemn under the dim sky. On the official roads around the city, Xixia soldiers drove carts in and out. Apart from that, no idle refugees could be seen on the roads. All the "rioters" had been rounded up to harvest wheat. Civilians were not allowed to travel outside the city. Those who were discovered were either arrested or killed on the spot.

The wheat fields around the city were almost 80% harvested. Theoretically, this wheat would be most ripe and full if harvested in the next few days, but the Xixia people, having just occupied this area, chose to start a few days earlier. From June 7th to 17th, many tragic events occurred on this land. However, scattered resistance had little meaning in the face of organized armies, only much blood flowed, becoming material for the Xixia people to kill the chicken to warn the monkeys.

In the past two days, the initial resistance had become numb. The bodies of those killed lay on the ridges and roads, gradually decaying under the scorching sun and rain, exposing white bones. The civilians, driven to harvest wheat, continued to work amidst the stench.

Wheat fields, villages, roads, and waterways stretched out from Yanzhou City as the center. About thirty miles to the east, they entered the mountainous area. Broken Stone Village was the furthest village in this direction. The range of wheat fields basically stopped here. To guard this mountain pass, block refugees, and supervise grain collection, the Xixia general Ji Laisele arranged two teams of more than eight hundred soldiers here, which was considered a large garrison.

In the morning, General Kui Hong was ordering a team of soldiers to drive hundreds of civilians to carry out the final harvest in the nearby fields. Large swaths of wheat fields here had been harvested, and the remaining work was estimated to take only a little over a day, but seeing the sky darken, not knowing if it would rain, he ordered his soldiers to intensify the supervision of the wheat-harvesting civilians. The way to intensify this was naturally more vigorous whipping and scolding.

Under this overcast sky, the sound of whipping and cursing, mixed with the cries and groans of the people, objectively accelerated the efficiency of the work. For a time, there was indeed a feeling of bustling activity. Kui Hong was quite satisfied with this.

The general in charge of the surrounding defense was called Meng Shengke. He was a relatively strict military officer. Since being stationed here, he had never stopped his daily patrols. In the morning, he had routinely checked the nearby outposts. He had a total of four hundred men under his command, two hundred of whom were stationed in the village where the official road passed, and the other two hundred-man teams patrolled the roads within about five miles every day.

Of course, since taking this place at the beginning of this year, there had not been much impact in the past six months. The Wu Dynasty was weak, the Zhong family army had fallen, and Xixia was on good terms with the Jin Kingdom. The rule of the Northwest was destined by heaven and no one could stop it. Even if there was still the threat of the Zhe family army, the Xixia people had sent many scouts to monitor them. At this time, the surrounding wheat fields had been harvested, and the Zhe family army was also busy harvesting grain in the prefecture and county, so they would not come again.

After this routine patrol, Meng Shengke returned to the village.

Just after 巳时 (9-11 AM), two hundred-man teams of the Black Flag Army, vanguard from Xiaocang River, appeared on the hillside outside Broken Stone Village.

The warning horn had just sounded when Kui Hong, who was near the wheat field, looked back and saw the crowd rushing into the village like a flood.

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The entire Black Flag Army from Xiaocang River set out on the morning of June 16th. That night, the advance team, traveling lightly, approached the edge of the mountains. After a night's rest, the first team came to Broken Stone Village the next morning.

At the forefront was the First Battalion of the Second Regiment of the Xiaocang River Army, Regiment Commander Pang Liuan, Battalion Commander Xu Lingming. Under Xu Lingming, there were three companies of more than one hundred men. The first company commander was Luo Ye, who founded the Hua Yan Society. He had high demands on himself and on the soldiers below. This time, he naturally applied to be at the forefront.

Mao Yishan and Hou Wu were both in the Second Company. Qu Qing had experience in commanding troops and was also quick-witted. He could have been responsible for leading the Second Company, or even competing with Xu Lingming for the position of battalion commander, but for some considerations, he was later absorbed into the Special Forces Regiment and was also being trained as a staff officer. This time, he was injured while going out to scout, but he insisted on coming out. Now he followed the Second Company to act.

After getting up, the two hundred men, under the guidance of Qu Qing, walked quickly for more than an hour, slowed down and advanced covertly after arriving near Broken Stone Village.

The teams were no longer new recruits. They had received pay and food, fought against the Jurchens, experienced the humiliation of defeat and the threat of death. They were gathered in Xia Village, tempered by life and death, hard-hitting the Resentment Army, and later rose up with Ning Yi, and fought several times along the way. However, this time out of the mountains, almost everyone had a different feeling. Whether it was agitation or brainwashing, the sense of oppression that had been almost non-existent to gradually rising over the past six months made them want to do something.

A few days ago, the mountains no longer allowed everyone to work, but began full army training, and everyone guessed in their hearts. When they set out yesterday, the people whose guesses were confirmed after Qin Shaoqian and Ning Yi's swearing-in speeches were almost trembling with excitement. Then the whole army set out, crossing mountains and rivers. The flames burning in people's hearts never stopped.

That's right, there is no other way, this is the only way out.

If in the previous battles, everyone was still passively fighting, facing the orders issued with instinct, facing swords and guns, only this time, most people in the entire army had recognized this attack, and even yearned for a fight in their hearts. At the same time, they had recognized and identified with the partners around them in more than half a year because of the high-efficiency cooperation and high-intensity labor. Everyone only needs to do their best to do their part, and the rest, the other companions, will naturally do well!

During the morning run, the buzzing sound in the blood was so clear that it seemed to be heard. Luo Ye, Mao Yishan, Hou Wu and others occasionally stroked the hilt of the knife, thinking of pulling it out. A slight sense of tension and contraction enveloped everything. On the road approaching Broken Stone Village, Qu Qing had discussed the plan with Xu Lingming, Luo Ye and others.

"I have a plan." Qu Qing introduced the two entrances and exits of Broken Stone Village and the location of the watchtowers next to the entrances and exits with a simple map while walking quickly. "We rush in from both sides, kill all of them as quickly as possible, without stopping, without worrying about any warning. Well, that's it."

He cut the map left and right with a hand knife to indicate the route. At this time, there was only the rustling sound of footsteps around. Xu Lingming turned his head to look at him and blinked, but Qu Qing's expression was serious, not like he was telling a cold joke - I have a plan, rush in and kill them all. What kind of plan is this - Luo Ye on the other side had already nodded seriously: "Okay, that's it, I'm responsible for the left road."

The two teams separated and approached Broken Stone Village. Scouts in camouflage went through to snipe the soldiers on the watchtowers. At the same time as the first arrow was shot, Luo Ye waved his arm and rushed out of the foothills. On the other side, Mao Yishan and Hou Wu drew their swords and held their shields, stepped out of the mountains, their pace gradually accelerating, faster and faster -

Shields, steel knives, figures rushing down, outside Broken Stone Village, there was still a Xixia team patrolling, it was a seven-man squad. As the arrows flew over their heads and shot into the chest of the soldier on the watchtower, when they came back to their senses, Luo Ye and others were rushing straight at them with knives and shields. These people turned around to run and warned in their mouths. Luo Ye and others had quickly approached. The leading Xixia soldier turned around and rushed with his knife. Luo Ye's shield hit him hard with the force of the charge, knocking him flying. Before he landed, a black shadow pressed over and cut down with a knife.

Luo Ye stepped over the corpse on the ground, his pace did not stop at all, he was still running fast with his shield. The seven Xixia soldiers were like animals involved in a group of carnivore ants, and were swept over in a blink of an eye. The edge of the soldiers spread, some people sheathed their knives, switched to crossbows, and pulled their knives again after firing. In Broken Stone Village, the warning horn sounded, and two torrents had poured into the village. The viscous blood began to spread wantonly. Xixia soldiers lined up and charged on the roads of the village, colliding fiercely with the Xiaocang River soldiers who rushed in, and then were cut open by steel knives and spears. The windows of the houses next to them also had Xiaocang River soldiers rushing in, fighting with the Xixia soldiers who were hurriedly fighting, and then killing them from the other side.

Luo Ye rushed to the front. He abandoned the shield in his hand, held the steel knife in both hands, and slashed all the way, leading the soldiers around him to the courtyard with the Jurchen military flag. The young officer was calm and thoughtful on weekdays. On the battlefield, he had released all the ferocity of his body. Several Xixia soldiers were chased from the front fork, holding guns to stab at everyone. Luo Ye welcomed the four spears and strode directly into them, without hesitation, he slashed a knife and split the Xixia warrior, who looked over thirty years old and had a fierce appearance, almost into two halves with his hands and chest, and flew out.

"Don't block my way--"

Before the roar was finished, the Xixia soldiers had been submerged by the people around him.

"Whose head is that Xixia dog thief---"

He pointed to the Xixia military flag not far away while walking. A group of people around him had the same fanaticism.

"---Mine!!!"

Meng Shengke was still retreating from the courtyard at this time. Dozens of guards surrounded him, and more subordinates rushed from behind, but the sound of fighting was like a behemoth, devouring lives and spreading all the way. He only saw a black flag flashing not far away.

"Who is it? Who is it? Light the beacon quickly! Stop them! Is the Zhe family army attacking---"

Then he saw the young general with scarlet eyes rushing over on the road. He shot an arrow with his crossbow, and then led the soldiers around him to hide behind the house.

Seeing that the guards around Meng Shengke had lined up, Luo Ye began to kill to the side with his brothers, and ordered: "Call more people over!"

Meng Shengke saw that this group of people was bypassing like cutting melons and vegetables, and the small team under his command was beheaded and killed, and his heart was a little frightened. This battle came too fast, he didn't understand the origin of the other party, but as a general in the Xixia army, he could see the fighting power of the other party. These people's eyes were fierce like tigers, and they were not the category of ordinary soldiers at all. In the Zhe family army, they should also be the direct elite of Zhe Keqiu - if it was really the Zhe family who attacked, his only choice was to escape and save his life.

While forming a battle formation to prevent the other party from taking advantage of the opportunity, he let the guards slowly retreat. After only a dozen breaths, suddenly someone rushed from the houses on the other side, jumped high, and threw something in his hand at this group of people. It was a porcelain jar, and there were strips of cloth burning on the mouth of the porcelain jar.

With a bang, flames ignited on three guards!

On the other side of the road, a dozen people completed the assembly. Behind the shield formation, the spears stabbed out. Mao Yishan bent slightly behind the shield, took a breath and said: "Hoo... Aaaaaaaaaaaaa---"

The formation was pushed over at an insane speed!

Meng Shengke was about to split his teeth and waved his hands vigorously: "Kill---"

Luo Ye was beheading a small team of Xixia soldiers on the ground, his whole body was covered in blood. When he turned his head again, he saw that the team formed by Meng Shengke's thirty guards was blasted open. He opened his mouth silently: "I...wipe---"

Then there was a crazy shout: "Charge---"

He rushed towards Meng Shengke with more than ten companions! The dozens of guards here were not easy to deal with on weekdays. However, when one side rushed in desperately, and the other side rushed in like a tiger snatching food, the entire formation collapsed in an instant. When Luo Ye shouted: "Don't block me--" and killed more than ten people who were rushing to this side, the guy who was obviously a Xixia general was poked into a sieve by more than ten people from the Second Company.

"Brothers! Thanks!" Hou Wu, the platoon leader of the Second Company, wiped the blood on his face, shouted at Luo Ye, and waved again: "Charge---"

"You're welcome!" Luo Ye replied in a rough voice with scarlet eyes, watching the group of people rush past him, and looking at the corpse of the Xixia general on the ground, he spat, and looked at the companions around him: "What are you waiting for! Are there any living Xixia people!?"

The crowd, who were killing half-blood red, patted their armor with their knives. Luo Ye raised his knife and pointed to the outside: "I remember, there is another one like this."

The red tide in his eyes was blazing, he nodded and said: "Think of a way to grab it back..."

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In the large wheat fields that had been harvested, the ragged people stopped harvesting and looked back in the direction of Broken Stone Village. On the other side, Kui Hong was quickly gathering the soldiers under his command. Before he had gathered the scattered manpower, the invading enemy had already penetrated the entire village. The escaping soldiers ran out of the village, were pursued by the enemy, and were hacked to the ground in the fields. In the distance, the Xixia military flag was burning in flames.

The team hardly stopped, and the queue with blood and soaring killing intent ran frantically towards this side. There seemed to be only dozens of people in the front, but in the village behind, more people were still running and chasing. Their expressions were fanatical, and some Xixia escaped soldiers who could not run were chopped down on the ground like chickens.

The soldiers did not dare to resist, and the morale of the army was broken.

Kui Hong was shocked and ordered the soldiers in front to line up. Then, he saw more than a dozen horses running out of the village. These were all packhorses used to pull grain in the village, but at this time, their mouths and noses were wide open, and the speed of running was no different from warhorses. The person running at the front was almost blood-red, and he stabbed the horse's buttocks hard with a steel knife. Before long, these dozen or so horses had become the vanguard of the charge.

Mao Yishan and Hou Wu ran like flying. When they watched the dozen or so people ride over them, they twitched their mouths slightly: "Damn, these lunatics."

Luo Ye forcefully clamped and hit the horse's belly, stretched out his knife, and pointed to Kui Hong in the military formation over there: "It's there--"

From a long distance, Kui Hong's heart faintly rose with a chill.

Under the overcast sky, under the gaze of hundreds of civilians, this army that suddenly killed to this point took more than a dozen rides as a guide, and the conical formation killed into the Xixia army. The edge of the soldiers spread, and the viscous blood wave rolled to both sides. Before long, the Xixia army collapsed completely.

The garrison team in the distance had already seen the beacon fire and rushed over here. Before they arrived, more troops with black Chen Xing flags had spread out from the mountains...

In the mountains southeast of Xiaocang River, a large number of green forest people are also gathering. In the cave, Li Pin listened to the report from the scout and could not speak for a long time.

"This is impossible... Crazy..." he muttered.

Nine thousand people rushed out of the mountains and pounced on the two hundred thousand troops outside the mountains... He thought of Ning Yi's face, and an uncontrollable chill surged in his heart.

No one would commit suicide like this, so such a thing is so thrilling.

At this time, east of Yanzhou City, the advancing team was pushing out a bloody path. Beacons, galloping horses, rout soldiers, killings, and shrinking lines of soldiers were all extending towards Yanzhou City non-stop. Outside Yanzhou City, there were even many teams that had not received the order to return to the city.

Black Flag extends, aggression is like fire!