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Before the Jian閣 (Jiange) Gate Tower was a narrow slope, with mountain streams on both sides. After descending the slope, the road leading to the southwest was not wide. Further ahead, there were even narrow plank roads carved into the mountain walls.

When the Jin soldiers retreated along this road, they had already destroyed the plank roads. But by noon on April 16th, the flags with a black background and solitary star had crossed the previously destroyed route and appeared below the slope in front of Jiange—the Chinese Army engineering corps, skilled in civil engineering, possessed a set of precise and efficient standard equipment. They spent less than half a day repairing the mountain plank roads that hadn't been completely destroyed.

The arriving Chinese Army troops gathered outside the range of the cannons. Because the road was not wide, the visible troop seemed small. The slopes and mountain roads in front of Jiange Gate Tower were filled with supplies and materials that the Jin soldiers could not take away. Smashed carriages, wooden frames, felled trees, damaged swords and spears, and even iron caltrops and wooden thorns used as traps were piled up like small mountains, blocking the way forward.

The Jin soldiers were looking down from the city wall in front. Hot air balloons tied with ropes floated in the sky on both sides of the gate tower, monitoring the movements of the Chinese Army. The weather was clear, but everyone could feel a pale, scorching atmosphere gathering.

"The heavens are on our side." Qu Zhengyan arrived at the front line at the first moment, and then issued an order, "Burn all these things for me."

Arrows were lit with flames and shot at the large amounts of supplies piled up in the mountains and along the roads. In a moment, fires were ignited. After a while, there was a shocking explosion as the gunpowder barrels buried beneath the supplies were ignited.

The fire burned, and black smoke columns rose into the sky, some drifting towards the Jiange city gate. The Chinese Army ranks of several thousand people stretched for more than two miles through the mountains, occupying almost every accessible place. Engineering teams manufactured wooden boards according to orders, and boxes containing rocket launchers were carried to the front line and positioned. Qu Zhengyan summoned the scouting troops to search and patrol the surrounding rugged mountains.

"If you discover lurking Jin troops, try not to alert them."

The Jiange Gate Tower had been sealed off. The mountain roads in front were blocked, and even the plank roads were destroyed. The Jin soldiers who remained in the southwest mountains could never return if they failed to defeat the attacking Chinese Army. However, based on past observations and judgments of Ba Lisu, this Jurchen general was adept at launching surprise attacks within long-term, monotonous, and fierce offensives. The defense of Huangming County had fallen because of this.

He had given the Second Division enormous pressure during a boring two-month offensive, creating a fixed mindset, and then used a scheme to lay sufficient bait to break through the defenses of Huangming County, once overshadowing the Chinese Army's victory at the Rainwater Creek. At this moment, with thousands of people blocked in the mountain roads outside Jiange, Qu Zhengyan was unwilling to give this "impossible" a chance to materialize.

The task of preventing small groups of elite enemy forces from attacking from the side of the mountains was assigned to Qiu Yunsheng, the regimental commander of the First Regiment of the Second Brigade of the Fourth Division, while the task of the first attack on Jiange was assigned to Mao Yishan.

In front was a raging fire. The people, using ropes, climbed up the nearby mountain walls. Qu Zhengyan led Mao Yishan to look at the fire in front.

"Jianmen is the most dangerous place under heaven. Its outer layer is this city tower. To break through the city tower, you have to fight all the way up the main peak. In ancient times, it was difficult to gain an advantage even with ten times the strength—no one has ever gained an advantage. Today, the strength of both sides is estimated to be about the same, but we have rockets. Before, we took out all our possessions and squeezed a few unused rockets from various units. Currently, there are seventy-one rockets. After firing these seventy-one rockets, we will kill Ba Lisu..."

While everyone on the mountain was looking towards the Jiange city wall, the Jurchen general, wearing armor and a white towel, was also looking over from there. The two sides stared at each other across the fire and smoke. On one side was a Jurchen veteran who had dominated the world for decades, and since his brother's death, had always been in a desperate situation, inspiring his soldiers; on the other side was a Black Flag Iron Army full of vigor and determination. Qu Zhengyan and Mao Yishan fixed their eyes on the general on the other side of the flame. Ten years ago, a Jurchen general of this level was a legend throughout the world. Today, everyone is standing in the same position, considering how to defeat the other head-on.

"The city tower of Jiange is not too much trouble. Now the fire in front has not finished burning. When it is almost burned out, we will start bombing the city tower. It is made of wood, and it can be lit, and the fire will be very big. You take the opportunity to go forward, I will arrange for people to blow up the city gate, but it is estimated that the inside has been blocked... But in general, the problem of rushing to the city can be solved. When the fire on the city head subsides slightly, you will ascend the city. Whether you can gain a foothold in front of Ba Lisu is the key to this battle."

Mao Yishan looked over there, and then said, "To take the initiative, you have to climb the city in the fire."

The explosive component of the rocket is partly picric acid, which can ignite a raging fire on the city head, and it will inevitably make the city head inaccessible for a period of time, but as the flame weakens, whoever can enter the fire first will gain the advantage. Qu Zhengyan nodded: "It's not easy. I have already ordered people to fetch water. Before the attack, everyone will wet their clothes first."

"It's already very good to be able to go directly to the city head."

Mao Yishan stood there, grinned and smiled. More than ten years have passed since Xia Village, and his smile still seems simple and honest, but at this moment, there is already a huge power in his simplicity. This is the power to face Ba Lisu directly.

After discussing the details for a while, Mao Yishan went down to draw lots to determine the members of the first team to attack, and he himself participated in the lottery. After that, personnel were transferred, and the wooden boards prepared by the engineering team had already begun to be transported forward, and the I-beam frame for launching rockets was set up.

Inside Jianmenguan, Ba Lisu was also mobilizing his men, waiting for the arrival of the first round of attack by the Chinese Army.

Near dusk, the scouts who went to the nearby mountains still had not found any traces of enemy activity, but this mountain range was rugged, and it was not easy to completely determine this matter. Qu Zhengyan did not take it lightly, and still let Qiu Yunsheng do his best to defend.

The sunset glowed in the sky, and then darkness swallowed the horizon. The fire was still burning in front of Jianmenguan, and Jianmenguan was silent. The soldiers of the Chinese Army sat against the mountain walls on the roadside to rest, and only occasionally the sound of whetstones sharpening the blade was heard. Some people whispered, talking about their children at home and trivial feelings.

"When the war is over, they should have grown up..."

"My dog, five years old this year..."

"I've seen him, he's chubby and unlike you..."

"I'm disfigured, and I've been starving for a few years..."

"I want to eat the pies from Deng Chen's shop..."

"I want to cut off Ba Lisu's head and kick it like a ball..."

"Haha..."

The flame burned with the night wind, making a whimpering sound. At midnight, dozens of figures in the depths of the mountains began to move, silently marching towards the valley with faint fire. These were the attackers selected by Ba Lisu who remained in the desperate situation. Most of them were Jurchen, and the rise and fall of their families were already tied to the entire Great Jin. Even if they were desperate, they had to make a desperate gamble against the Chinese Army in this place where they could not return.

The open fire gradually went out, but the embers were still burning in the mountains. At dawn on April 17th, near Chou time, Qu Zhengyan stood at the mountain pass and issued an order to the technicians in charge of launching.

Two rockets cut through the night sky, and everyone saw the trajectory of the flame. The Jurchen members, who were climbing from the dangerous peaks in the rugged mountains several miles away from Jianmenguan, saw the flames blooming in the distant night.

The entire majestic pass was illuminated by the two flames for a moment.

Soon after, there were two more bright tail flames, and then two more... On the gate tower of Jianmenguan, flames spread, turning into a dancing torch in the night.

"Put out the fire."

Behind the gate tower, Ba Lisu, who had been prepared for a long time, calmly gave orders, asking people to push the prepared water carts to the city tower. In such a flame, the wooden city tower was destined to be unsustainable, but as long as he could waste a few more of the opponent's firearms, he would regain a point of advantage.

While the soldiers were pushing the water carts and carrying buckets of water, two firearms whizzed past the top of the city tower, one fell in an uninhabited corner, and one exploded on the road, blowing away two or three soldiers. Ba Lisu just calmly asked people to treat the injured: "The Black Flag Army doesn't have many firearms, don't worry! We will win!"

The huge torch continued to burn in the night. There were no Jin soldiers in front of the city tower. Near dawn, the fire gradually showed signs of weakening. The soldiers in Mao Yishan's regiment had already gotten up. The thirty people in charge of the first batch of attacks drank warm rice wine and put on wet coats. They walked past Mao Yishan.

"Your task is to safely reach the city wall, pave the difficult places with boards, make sure there are no traps, and the general attack will follow immediately."

"Regimental Commander, I'm the first to ascend this time, don't be too envious."

Someone said this, and everyone laughed. Qu Zhengyan also walked over and patted everyone on the shoulder.

"Are you all ready?"

——

"——Go."

The mountain wind passed through the forest, roaring and whimpering in this ravaged mountain area. In the night, the warriors carrying wooden boards stepped over the ashes and rushed towards the still-burning city tower in front. There was still a dim light on the mountain road, but their figures spread up the mountain road.

At Mao time one quarter, the sound of landmine explosions came from the defensive area set up by Qiu Yunsheng in the rear. The Jurchen elites who were preparing to attack from the side fell into the encirclement. At Mao time two quarters, at the moment when the fish belly white was revealed in the sky, Mao Yishan led more soldiers, had already extended towards the city wall. The siege ladder had been set up on the city head that was still surrounded by flames and smoke. The leading soldiers quickly climbed up the siege ladder, and there were also hysterical shouts from above the city wall. The Jurchen soldiers who were also driven up carried logs and threw them down from the scorching city wall.

The leading Chinese Army soldiers were hit by the rolling logs and fell down. Someone shouted in the dark: "Charge—" The soldiers on the other ladder, facing the flames, accelerated their speed!

Mao Yishan waved his hand, and the trumpeter blew the charge. More people carried the siege ladder through the hillside. Qu Zhengyan commanded the rocket launchers: "Fire—" The rocket flew across the sky, passed over the gate tower, and fell towards the rear of the gate tower, making a shocking explosion. Ba Lisu waved his spear: "Follow me—"

Mao Yishan ran wildly through the long hillside filled with ashes and ascended the siege ladder. Soon after, they would meet Ba Lisu in that flame.

This is a collision of steel and steel, a collision of anvil and sledgehammer, and the fire is still burning. People who rush out in confusion and shouting, warriors forged in the fiery hell, must seize a glimmer of hope for their future—

April 17th, in this most intense and fierce conflict, the eastern horizon will just break dawn...

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