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June 8th, Dulong Gang. Near noon, a brief vacuum appeared on the battlefield.

Under the siege of the Liangshan generals, the terrain advantage outside the village was difficult to maintain. Luan Tingyu and others completely retreated back into the village. Several Liangshan teams guarded the four gates, but the subsequent troops were slow to arrive. The Liangshan army camp was bleak and quiet, as if gathering strength in the dark. The people in Zhu Family Village took advantage of this time to rest and reorganize behind the stone walls of the village. Many people went to the stone walls to take a look, and then came down again.

"Are they going to attack?"

"Didn't they say there was infighting over there..."

"Infighting... but they still have more than 10,000 people..."

Whispering and gossiping were inevitable. Some people were also discussing whether this Young Master Lei's strategy was effective. In recent days, Ning Yi's deliberate release of public opinion to Zhu Village had indeed played a role in boosting morale. This included Wu Yong's frustration, the continuous release of prisoners from their side, and the troubles caused to the other side. The head of Liu Tang hung up this morning also gave Zhu Family Village an injection of stimulant.

However, the continuous fighting and casualties over the past few days had indeed brought a heavy blow to the villagers of Zhu Family Village. They were not regular troops. Even if the folk customs were usually sturdy, under such a severe shadow of death, the pressure in their hearts was extremely great. The promotion of this Young Master Lei might have played a role of a glimmer of hope, while the internal basis for everyone's resistance was actually the fierceness of the Liangshan people in the early days.

Before this, Liangshan had almost never thought that Dulong Gang would be impossible to conquer. Under such psychological influence, the entire battle situation was regarded as military training, and everyone fought extremely heartily.

The Liangshan side's hearty battle, for Zhu Family Village and Hu Family Village, was a ruthless killing. No matter how you resisted, the other side always attacked with the momentum of Mount Tai. It was like a martial arts master teasing his opponent before killing him. Whether you struggled desperately or hysterically, I didn't care, and I wasn't in a hurry. You could be angry, and I would kill you next.

One side's attitude can always be felt by the other side. When their relatives and friends were killed and the other side left no room, what Dulong Gang was forced into in the end was not a remnant army, but a mourning army. This was the main reason why the entire Dulong Gang could support itself until now.

Of course, between life and death, it was not said that a mourning army could overcome everything. Regarding the situation in the Liangshan army camp, Dulong Gang could not see it directly. Even if a leader over there really defected to the imperial court, how much role it could play was still questionable.

On the other hand, since the imperial court officials were here, why hadn't the army appeared yet? Were they using their side as a gun? These ideas naturally fluctuated. However, the entire Zhu Family Village was still able to stick together and did not cause a major disturbance.

Therefore, Ning Yi felt that the situation had only been truly leveled at this time. Even if Liangshan split due to infighting in the future, they might still face a fierce battle at the moment.

"...They over there are already panicked. It's difficult to make this decision. Maybe some leaders are already preparing to leave with their subordinates... To be honest, a large-scale split is still impossible now. Most of the people there still have their families and property on Liangshan. If they want to fight, they can definitely fight, but an army that is always guessing and guarding against people around them defecting, the current Liangshan is no longer the Liangshan three days ago. This army will no longer have that invincible momentum. In fact, until now, they are no different from any army of the Wu Dynasty. Moreover, everyone can see on the battlefield that every moment you hold on, they will become weaker. From now on, you are actually the most capable army near Liangshan..."

A butterfly flew over the stone wall in the sunlight. Behind the stone wall, a young man named Ning Yi was sitting there talking to the people around him. Originally, the Liangshan people slowed down their movements. Others came to him to inquire about the situation. He said something casually, and then the people around him began to gather.

In the past two days, Ning Yi had often spoken to the people around him in this way. On the one hand, it was because his words made sense, but for relatively simple or relatively irritable villagers, not many could truly understand the meaning in his words. However, when Ning Yi spoke, he had an aura that could easily subdue others. For these villagers, hearing some new terms, or comparing some understandable situations with the opposite side, it seemed to be the case. In their hearts, their impression of this Young Master Lei was high-end, atmospheric, and classy.

Language has violence, and language also has persuasiveness. Such a person has a special name in later generations called political commissar. When Ning Yi said this, the people around him thought about it, and someone said that when they fought outside the village to the end just now and retreated, they already felt that the Liangshan people were not fighting as fiercely as before. It was possible that they were already suspecting each other.

"They naturally have to suspect each other, have to be careful... Everyone knows why the Wu Dynasty's 100,000 troops were defeated by the Liao people's 10,000 troops. It's because... one drum of energy, two decays, three exhausts. The most important thing for an army to fight is morale! From the beginning, we were fighting their morale. They over there are short-sighted and thought we were playing small tricks. Now that they have discovered it, there is no way, and the more they realize this, the faster they will collapse. You will see this later... Brothers, if they dare to fight this battle, they can finish it tonight, they are dead..."

He sat under the wall, selling his opinions calmly. Not far away, Zhu Long was patrolling and vigilant on the stone wall. On a large stone on the side, Zhu Biao was holding a large bowl and eating noodles with slurps. After eating, he picked up his steel spear and waved it a few times, with a vigorous sound.

On the stairs further away, Luan Tingyu sat quietly in the sunlight, watching a dirty little girl bring water to wipe the blood and minced meat from his octagonal mixed copper rod. When the little girl walked away, a butterfly descended from the sunlight and stopped on the copper rod that had experienced hundreds of battles...

Then he looked back, and in the distance behind, three earth-shattering shouts came from the Liangshan army camp. "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

If this battle was not won, Liangshan would face collapse. At this point, they finally made a decision and came over from there.

Flags were flying. The leader was Song Jiang. At this point, only he could revive the morale of Liangshan with his reputation. The previous silence was obviously the famous "Huyi" speaking to the entire army in the army camp.

Following him was the military advisor Wu Yong. The Liangshan leaders followed behind, with "Little Li Guang" Hua Rong and "Black Whirlwind" Li Kui leading the army to guard the two sides, followed by "Divine Traveler" Dai Zong, "Sick Guan Suo" Yang Xiong, and "Mixed-River Dragon" Li Jun.

On the western road, "Leopard Head" Lin Chong led the army in front, with "Blue-Faced Beast" Yang Zhi, "Double-Gun General" Dong Ping, and "Featherless Arrow" Zhang Qing on the side.

On the east side, "Great Sword" Guan Sheng led the way, with "Prodigal Son" Yan Qing, "Flowery Monk" Lu Zhishen, and "Desperate Saburo" Shi Xiu following.

On the winding roads near Dulong Gang, the Liangshan elites had gathered densely. The disease had already broken out violently within them, but as Ning Yi said, the families and property of these people were still on Liangshan, and they could still organize such a war. Some small and medium-sized leaders were still setting up defenses on nearby roads, preparing to isolate Hu Family Village. Now that things had reached this point, he had no way to choose to defeat them one by one, nor did he have enough time to wait for Hu Family Village to be defeated before attacking Zhu Village.

The terrain in front of Zhu Family Village was rugged and uneven, and the places that were convenient for attack were one after another. Even so, when the Liangshan teams gathered, the densely packed soldiers still formed a large area on the hills and lowlands in the sunlight. Various flags were unfurled, and famous generals gathered. The lineup of more than 10,000 people was about five times the strength of the three thousand villagers in Zhu Family Village who could still fight after piecing them together. At this point, the sense of oppression alone was suffocating.

No matter what kind of atmosphere there was in Zhu Family Village before, at this moment, everyone still held their breath. The villagers on the stone wall picked up crossbows and held their swords and guns, in solemn silence.

Around Ning Yi, more than 40 people led by Wang Shanyue and the Qi brothers gathered, holding crossbows and preparing their swords, armor, and shields. Most of them had a wooden or paper trumpet hanging from their waists. Zhu Biao, wielding his steel spear, walked calmly from not far away.

"Brother Lei, if we win this battle, I, Zhu Biao, will go out with you to conquer the world."

"Heh, didn't you say that after the family fight, you want to get married first?"

"Marriage is a small matter. A man's ambition lies in all directions. He always has to do something big!" Zhu Biao approached. "Actually, Third Sister's personality is a bit noisy. We've been fighting since we were little, just like a man. I like a gentler girl from a brothel..."

"Heh, women will be gentle after they get married."

"Really?"

"Of course."

"Oh."

Luan Tingyu had also arrived: "This battle will not be easy. Young Master Lei, you are now facing Wu Yong head-on. Remember to protect yourself."

"Of course." Ning Yi pointed to the shields around him. "I'm very afraid of death."

Luan Tingyu didn't say much more, patted Zhu Biao's shoulder, and walked up the stone wall.

Heavy pressure descended on everyone's shoulders. At this moment, Ning Yi was also holding his breath and waiting. At the other end of the army outside the stone wall, a burst of drums sounded. Looking out from the stone wall, Song Jiang and Wu Yong stood on horseback under the banner of "Acting on Behalf of Heaven," looking towards this side. The noon sun covered Wu Yong's pale face and tense nerves. To persuade everyone to send troops to attack strongly and create such a momentum, he had exhausted his energy, but despite appearing strong, Liangshan had no way to retreat at this moment. Just before, he had sent people to押押走 all the prisoners who had been sent back by this side, and at this time, the prisoners they had captured from Zhu and Hu Villages were being brought up.

"...Our army is now plagued with internal troubles. The situation in Zhu Family Village is also by no means optimistic. Their pressure is no less than ours. Wu Yong knows that he previously underestimated that thief Lei Feng over there. He will not underestimate the enemy again. In fact, I have long prepared countermeasures to deal with them, just waiting to break out on the battlefield. And now that we have begun to attack, we can also take multiple approaches. They can use the hearts of the army and the people, and we can use them too..."

The drums stopped, Wu Yong raised his head, looking coldly at the stone wall over there, searching for his opponent. Song Jiang spurred his horse, stepping out and raising the tense atmosphere to a high point: "We Liangshan heroes..."

At the most tense stage of the battle, speaking to warn, encourage, or hypocritically persuade surrender was a common tactic of mutual attacks. Being able to reach this position, Song Jiang's words had their own momentum. When the loud and magnificent, resounding words echoed on both sides of the battlefield, everyone was listening to this denunciation of subverting the people in the village and killing the evil leaders. But just inside the stone wall, Ning Yi, who had been waiting quietly for the situation to change, suddenly slumped his shoulders when he heard the first word, raised his head, clapped his hands, turned around and left.

"...How can you talk? Stupid."

A moment later, Zhu Biao's shout came from the stone wall of Zhu Family Village: "You are afraid!"

In the sunlight, a butterfly flew towards the sky.

The first battle of the final assault on Dulong Gang, Zhu Family Village, began with shouting...

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