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As night gradually fell, the battle at Xia Village came to a standstill. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read high-quality literature for free.

The so-called standstill was merely a strategy chosen by both sides due to the environment, as neither side would fight at night. No one knew if the other side might suddenly launch a strong attack. Guo Yaoshi and others stood on the snow slope, observing the scene within Xia Village. Piles of bonfires were burning, and the still-spirited defenders were gathering around the camp walls. At the southeast breach of the camp walls, stones, wood, and even corpses were being piled up to block the area.

Occasionally, a neat shout would emanate from within the camp walls.

Such a fierce battle had been going on for six days. His side had suffered heavy casualties, and the enemy's casualties were not low either. Guo Yaoshi couldn't understand why these Wu Dynasty soldiers could still shout.

From a tactical point of view, the defending troops had the advantage of the camp's defenses, but they also had to bear more psychological pressure, because he was always the one to decide when and how to attack. At night, his side could sleep relatively easily, but the other side had to be vigilant. During these past few nights, Guo Yaoshi would occasionally feint an attack to exhaust the enemy's energy. But every time they realized that his side wasn't attacking, the defenders of Xia Village would burst into laughter, ridiculing him.

Including the waves of synchronized shouts coming from the Xia Village camp after each battle, which were also mocking and demonstrating against the Rebel Army. Especially after six days of intense fighting, the more synchronized the enemy's voices were, the greater the pressure he felt. Each side was sparing no effort in their psychological warfare.

Amidst the crackling sounds, sparks danced before his eyes. Ning Yi walked to the bonfire and paused for a moment. A stretcher carrying the wounded was passing by. To the side, about a hundred people were lined up neatly on the open ground, listening to the instructions of a man built like an iron tower. After he finished speaking, everyone shouted in unison: "Yes—" But after such a shout, they mostly showed signs of fatigue. Some who were injured sat down directly, panting heavily.

These hundred or so people were the ones who had participated in the battle during the day. At this time, there were also groups of people coming from near and far, returning to their defensive posts after the briefing. The entire camp was filled with dense and chaotic footsteps. The bonfires burned, and due to the freezing weather, the smoke and dust were heavy. Many people bypassed the plumes of smoke and brought over the prepared porridge and food to distribute.

The thousand or so people rescued from Mutuo Ridge were now mostly mobilized to participate in cooking and caring for the wounded.

Originally, the much-abused prisoners felt only weakness and fear when they first arrived at Xia Village. Later, under gradual mobilization and influence, they began to join in helping. In fact, one reason was the chilling situation of Xia Village being surrounded; the second was that the strength of these soldiers to actually fight against the Rebel Army gave them a lot of encouragement. As they endured day after day, this team that had suffered so much, most of whom were women, was able to boost morale with their efforts.

Although the defenders of Xia Village had also suffered heavy casualties in the battles over the past few days, they were able to kill the Rebel Army with higher casualties by relying on the defense and the elm cannons, which was not easy. A large number of people were trained in it, and a large number of people were injured or even died because of it. But even if their bodies were injured and tired, seeing those thin women with injuries on their bodies doing their best to take care of the wounded or preparing food and helping to defend, the soldiers couldn't help but feel warmth and a sense of honor in their hearts.

For an army to grow, grand words must be spoken, but the facts before them must also be seen. In this regard, both victory and the gratitude of those being protected have considerable weight, and the weight is even greater because many of these people are women.

The presence of women in the army sometimes reduces morale, and sometimes it does not. Ning Yi allowed these people to contact the soldiers, and on the other hand, issued a strict order that no disrespect or bullying of these people was allowed. In the past, such orders might have had loopholes, but in the past few days, the situation has been tense, and no soldiers have been unable to resist raping women. Everything is developing in a positive direction.

Ning Yi looked at the people who came down to deliver food, and then looked at the opposite position of the Rebel Army. After a while, he sighed. Immediately, Hong Ti came from not far away. Her upper body was blood red, and at this time, the blood had already begun to congeal on her body, which was similar to Ning Yi's condition. She glanced at Ning Yi, came over and supported him.

"I still want to walk around," Ning Yi said.

"Let's go up first." Hong Ti shook her head. "You were too reckless today."

"If I don't rush to the front, how can I boost morale?"

"You almost got hit by an arrow."

"On the battlefield, some things are..."

He wanted to say that it was inevitable, but when Hong Ti's body was close to him and the smell of blood and warmth were transmitted, he suddenly understood the meaning of the woman in silence. Even though he had been in battle for a long time, didn't know how many lives he had taken on the cruel battlefield, and didn't know how many times he had crossed between life and death,

Some fears still existed in the heart of the woman known as "Blood Bodhisattva" around him.

The blood-stained two walked forward close to each other, and Chen Tuozi and others followed behind. Before long, they passed a hundred-person formation where they were being lectured. Ning Yi paused slightly: "Can you still fight!?"

The young general at the head stood up in shock and shouted: "Yes!"

The hundred or so people behind him shouted in unison: "Yes—"

The sound spread far along the snow valley.

Ning Yi nodded and went upstairs with Hong Ti.

Juan'er was running around in front of the thatched house above. She was responsible for logistics, wounded soldiers, and other things, and she was very busy in the rear. As for what the maid had to do, she still prepared hot water for Ning Yi and others. Seeing Ning Yi and Hong Ti returning covered in blood, she confirmed that Ning Yi was not injured before she felt relieved. Ning Yi stretched out his hand with no blood on it and patted her head.

"There was a soldier named Chen Gui who saved my life. He died. Write down his name so that we can repay him in the future. You... take a rest too."

Juan'er was so busy that her temples were disheveled. She nodded and shook her head: "I'm not tired, Son-in-Law, Miss Lu, go and wipe it off first."

Ning Yi nodded and waved for Chen Tuozi and others to disperse before entering the room with Hong Ti. He was really tired. He sat on the chair and didn't want to get up. Hong Ti went to the side and poured hot and cold water into the bucket, and then spread her long hair, took off her blood-stained leather armor and trousers, and only left her underwear. When she took off her shoes and socks, she put them aside.

Even so, half of her face and half of her hair were still stained with blood, but it didn't look miserable, but it just made people feel gentle. She walked to Ning Yi's side and untied his armor, which was also stained with blood.

"Your body hasn't fully recovered yet, and you used Sixfold Smash today..."

"There are always times when you have to fight."

Ning Yi stood up and walked towards the wooden bucket with hot water. After a while, Hong Ti also took off her clothes. Apart from being slightly taller than ordinary women and having long legs, her body was only well-proportioned at this time, and she couldn't see any muscles. Although she didn't know how many people she had killed on the battlefield today, when Ning Yi washed the blood from her hair and face, she looked even more gentle and docile. Both of them were exhausted. Ning Yi spoke in a low voice, and Hong Ti just listened in silence. After wiping for a while, she hugged him and stood there, her forehead resting on his neck, her body trembling slightly.

If other factors were not considered, with Hong Ti's martial arts cultivation, she probably wouldn't feel cold even if she went out naked in the freezing weather. It was just that the couple's life in Lvliang, after having the reality of a family, she felt scared because of Ning Yi's danger on the battlefield. Ning Yi could only hug her.

"...The two sides are fighting almost the same. After holding on until now, it has become a game of Texas hold'em, to see who collapses first...I can't guess..."

Now that the battle has reached this point, all kinds of problems have emerged. Arrows will soon run out two days ago, and the wood is also running out. The originally thought to be sufficient supplies are being rapidly consumed in the fierce battle. Even Ning Yi, the feeling of death frequently approaching is not easy. The feeling of seeing the people around him die on the battlefield is not good, and even the feeling of being rescued by others is not good. When the soldier died beside him to block the arrow for him, Ning Yi didn't know whether he felt fortunate or angry, or angry because he actually felt fortunate.

After a while, he threw away the water ladle in Hong Ti's hand and picked up the cotton cloth next to him to wipe the water droplets on her body. Hong Ti shook her head and said in a low voice: "You used Sixfold Smash today..." But Ning Yi just frowned and shook his head, pulled Hong Ti, and threw her onto the bed. Hong Ti was still a little hesitant, but then he grabbed her ankle: "Separate!"

When Ning Yi went up, Hong Ti gently hugged his body, and then, she obediently obeyed him...

On a platform below the Xia Village camp, Mao Yishan was eating a steamed bun, sitting on a piece of wood, talking to a middle-aged man named Qu Qing. There was a shed above and a bonfire was burning next to it.

"Brother Qu, I have a crush on a girl..." He imitated the appearance of those old veterans, pretending to be rude. But how could he deceive Qu Qing.

"They're all worn out shoes." Lying on the simple stretcher bed, Qu Qing, who was injured, tore the steamed bun in his hand, looked at the women who were sending things far and near, and said in a low voice. Then he said, "Let's talk about surviving first."

Mao Yishan shook his head: "Anyway... it's not what they wanted. Brother Qu, she has been bringing me food these past two days, and told me to survive and kill more enemies. Brother Qu, I think she... her mind is a little abnormal when she speaks, do you think, after this battle, many of them won't be able to survive..."

He looked at the fire of the Rebel Army's camp: "Why did such a group of people suddenly come..." He asked very softly. In these few days, he had met several brothers, and those brothers had died beside him.

Qu Qing didn't answer him.

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When he returned to the palace, it was already the time of ten thousand lights.

Zhou Zhe walked onto the city wall of the inner city of the palace and looked out. The cold wind was blowing. Du Chengxi followed behind, trying to persuade him to go down, but

Zhou Zhe waved his hand.

What he saw on the city wall, including what he saw on the way out of the palace this time, was still swirling in his mind, mixed with impassioned melodies, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Therefore, he didn't feel cold.

"Du Chengxi." After a long time, he spoke in the cold wind, "I, with such officials and soldiers and civilians, only need to work hard to govern, why worry about the country's instability? I used to... I was so wrong..."

"Your Majesty..." The emperor reflected on himself, so Du Chengxi couldn't continue.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhe didn't need him to continue.

"I used to think that among the officials, they only knew how to intrigue and fight for power, and the people's hearts were also mediocre and unable to cheer up. But after seeing it today, I realized that destiny is still with me. The grace of heaven and education for hundreds of years has not been in vain. It's just that the method of cheering up was used wrongly before. I need to go out of the palace often to see the people, the people, and the affairs of the world. Staying in the palace all the time, I can't do big things after all."

In his mind, the figure of Shishi playing the zither was still swirling. After a pause, he couldn't help but blurt out: "That girl Shishi..."

Du Chengxi took a step forward: "That girl Shishi, does Your Majesty have any intention..."

Zhou Zhe waved his hand: "That girl Shishi, I didn't see her the two times I went out of the palace in the past. After seeing her today, I realized that women are not inferior to men. It's a pity, I went late, she has someone she loves, how can I be the one to break up the mandarin ducks? If she can sing and play the piano for the defending soldiers today, it would be a blessing if I could become friends with her in the future. Her lover is that... great talent Ning Liheng. Not simple, he is a staff member of the Right Prime Minister's Office, assisting Qin Siyuan, quite effectively. He broke the Liangshan bandits earlier, and later presided over disaster relief. This time, he also took the lead in clearing the fields outside the city, and now, he is in Xia Village..."

"Such a talent..." Zhou Zhe sighed, "Even if one day... the position of Right Prime Minister is no longer Qin Siyuan, I will not let him leave heartbroken. If there is a chance, I will give him important tasks."

"I am not a petty person, they are all trivial matters, Du Chengxi." Zhou Zhe paused, "Now the most important thing is, when the time comes, I want to negotiate peace."

"What does Your Majesty mean..."

"I can't let such officials and people die any more. Zong Wang has been attacking my Bianliang for a long time without success, and he must have suffered huge losses himself. Now, Guo Yaoshi's troops are being held back in Xia Village. Once the battle has results, Zong Wang must have the heart to make peace. I haven't asked about the war for a long time, and it's time to come forward. Things have come to this point, it's difficult to care about temporary gains and losses any more. Let go of face too. The sooner it ends, the sooner I can do things! This country and the world can't continue like this. We have to learn from our pain and work hard to govern. I will take back what I lost here sooner or later!"

He has been the emperor for many years, and the emperor's majesty has already been cultivated. At this time, his eyes were fierce. When he said these words, he also had the momentum of looking down on the world in the cold wind. Du Chengxi was shocked and knelt down immediately...

The cold wind blew across the sky.

In the lights of Xia Village, figures came and went. The Rebel Army's tent was brightly lit. In the siege camp outside Bianliang City, war horses and messengers passing on information were still coming and going. On the riddled city head, patrolling soldiers passed by gap after gap, or bypassed the bodies of soldiers sleeping behind the parapet, and the sound of striking the watch occasionally rang out. The cold wind carries the sound of the metal clapper, and the cold light shines on the iron armor.

On such a night, no one knew how many people's important thoughts were surging and intertwined.

The next day was the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. On the city wall of Bianliang, the battle continued, and in Xia Village, from this morning, a strange silence appeared. After fighting for several days, the Rebel Army surrounded the city without attacking for the first time.

"What's going on?" In the morning, Ning Yi walked up to the watchtower and looked into the Rebel Army's formation with a telescope, "Guo Yaoshi, this guy... is he scared by my minefield?"

"If that's the case, it's not necessarily all good." Qin Shaoqian said beside him, but in any case, there was also joy on his face.

"Tsk, those losers are scared. No matter what, it's still good for our morale."

"It has already been arranged to promote it." Wen Ren'er, who walked up to the watchtower, interjected.

This morning, the camp was filled with a joyful and arrogant atmosphere. Wen Ren'er arranged for people to challenge the Rebel Army's camp from beginning to end, but the other side did not respond.

They didn't know that at the same time, several miles behind the Rebel Army's camp, separated by the foothills and forests, a battle was taking place. Guo Yaoshi led his elite cavalry and launched a charge against a 10,000-man army...

The sound of hooves rolled, shaking the earth. In front of the 10,000-man army, Long Hui, Fulu, and others watched the iron hooves kill them and set up their formation.

"Brothers, defending the country and killing the enemy is at this moment. I, Long Hui, will live and die with you all—"

"Fulu will die with you all—"

"Wang Chuanrong is here!"

"Cui He will live and die with you brothers—"

"Taiyuan Ni Jianzhong is here—"

Long Hui shouted loudly to the surrounding teams! Then, the sound of echoing also continued to ring out.

The sky was full of clouds, dark and oppressive, and it was about to snow again.

Half a quarter of an hour later, their banners

The flag was folded down, and the army formation collapsed. The 10,000-man formation began to flee in all directions under the drive of the iron hooves...

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