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On this afternoon of the first day of March, not too fast, not too slow, the wind blew in front of Shiling, where Ning Yi and Wanyan Zonghan had met. Search: \(、Wan、Ben、Shen、Zhan、) to read high-quality literature for free.

In the small wooden shed in front of the阵地, people from both sides occasionally passed by, conveying each other's will and conducting preliminary negotiations. On one side responsible for the talks was Gao Qingyi, and on the other side was Lin Qiu. It was about an hour since Ning Yi threatened to kill Xiebao. The Jurchen side was doing its best to put forward conditions, make threats, intimidate, and even adopt a jade-shattering posture, trying to save Xiebao.

Even in the situation where there were only two people, Gao Qingyi also tried to talk with Lin Qiu, first testing the other party's family situation, and then tentatively promising heavy profits, trying to get the other party to release some bottom-line information, but Lin Qiu remained unmoved.

"Most of my family members died in the turmoil after the fall of the Central Plains. It is not wrong to put this account on you Jurchens. Right now, I still have an older sister who is blind in one eye. If General Gao is interested, he can send someone to kill her."

Lin Qiu, who was negotiating on behalf of Ning Yi, sat there, facing Gao Qingyi, his tone calm and cold. Gao Qingyi then knew that all threats or inducements were of little significance to this person.

In the more than ten years after the fall of the Central Plains, most Central Plains people were filled with unforgettable blood feuds with the Jurchens. Such hatred cannot be reached by rhetoric and sophistry. Over the past ten years, the Jurchen side has become accustomed to the weakness of the enemies in front of them, but this set simply does not work for the Black Flag.

If facing other forces of the Wu Dynasty, Gao Qingyi could still use the other party's guilty conscience or wavering to exchange hostages who accidentally fell into the other party's hands for irresistible huge benefits. But in front of the Black Flag, the benefits that the Jurchens could provide were meaningless.

When these people were enemies of the whole world, they could throw out sentences full of desperate flavor such as "The awe-inspiring man is still here, who says the Han has perished." Ning Yi was able to kill Lou Shi in the Northwest ten years ago, and was able to kill Ci Bushi on the nearly desperate Yanzhou city wall. Now, he said he would blow up Wanyan Xiebao's head, and he could blow up Xiebao's head.

"...After the fall of the Central Plains, you and I have been enemies for more than ten years. What my Great Jin has captured is not just the prisoners in front of you. There are still members of your Black Flag in my Great Jin, or heroes and family members of the Wu Dynasty. As long as you can name them, they can be exchanged, or my side will propose a list in the future to exchange for Xiebao."

After some discussion on the Jurchen camp side, Gao Qingyi finally put forward this suggestion: "I know that if this matter is to be carried out, it will inevitably be protracted, but as long as Xiebao's life is spared, with his relationship with the commander, my side can discuss anything. Why must he be killed today... You cannot decide this matter, I hope you will convey it to Ning Yi and let him make the decision."

Runners came and went in front of the阵地, and various proposals and responses also came and went. The people in the Jurchen camp did not waste this hour of oppressive atmosphere. On the one hand, everyone was putting forward various conditions that could move the Black Flag - even quickly recalling the list of Hua Xia army prisoners who might be valuable and sending them to the front of the阵地 as bargaining chips; on the other hand, various messages inside the camp were constantly being sent to the surrounding area.

Zonghan stood in front of the camp tent, looking far away at the figure on the high platform opposite him, under the gloomy sky, the scattered white hair danced in the air.

Time was approaching You Shi minute by minute.

In the Hua Xia army camp, teams of runners also came out from the rear, running towards the still tired Hua Xia army troops.

"...Tell Gao Qingyi, there is no room for negotiation."

After the sixth proposal for negotiation was sent, Ning Yi made such a reply after listening, and then instructed everyone in the参谋部: "All subsequent proposals from the opposite side will be responded to in this way."

"Should we let them not send the proposals back?"

"Of course it is necessary to send them back." Ning Yi, who got up from his seat, put on his coat, "The transmission of information itself is a kind of probing. In order to save Xiebao, the Jurchen side has proposed a lot of chips, aren't there still many situations that we don't know? Also, we should give them some hope."

As he spoke, he went out of the room.

Walking along the road between the battlefields, passing through the岗, and passing through the Hua Xia army阵地 that was on full alert, Ning Yi stepped onto the simple wooden platform along the steps. Xiebao was being held on it, his face was covered in blood, he was missing several teeth in his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were also broken. He was tied to the platform and kneeling. Xiebao was a huge northerner, even though he had been beaten into a mess, at this time, looking ahead, there was actually a sense of fortitude and tragedy.

On the other side of the阵地, the figure in front of the Jurchen camp tent could actually be seen vaguely. Wanyan Zonghan was watching his son over there, and Xiebao was watching his father here.

Ning Yi stood aside and watched from a distance for a moment, then sighed.

"Yes, war is such a cruel thing... who says it isn't."

As he spoke, he took out a handkerchief, perfunctorily wiped the blood from the corner of Xiebao's eyes, and then threw the handkerchief away. A loud noise was coming from the Jurchen camp. Ning Yi took a wooden frame and sat down aside.

"You have proposed many conditions for exchange over there, hoping to get you back. Your elder brother is mobilizing troops, wanting to kill over to save you head-on. Your father also hopes that such deterrence will have an effect, but they also know that killing over... means death."

Below the wooden platform, there was a肃杀 of soldiers and weapons. The Hua Xia army had also prepared for battle, and did not relax their vigilance because the other side might be bluffing.

Xiebao turned to look at Ning Yi. Ning Yi tore off the cloth strip blocking his mouth, and Xiebao said in his not-so-skilled Chinese: "Great Jin will avenge me."

Ning Yi shook his head: "The biggest problem facing you is how to run back from this mountain. It's a long expedition, deep into the enemy's hinterland. If you go further, you won't be able to go back. Today, I will kill you in front of your father and brothers, but your father and brothers can only choose to retreat. Next, the morale of the Jurchens will plummet. If things go wrong, it will be difficult for you to retreat to Huangming County and Yushui Creek."

Xiebao's eyes were slightly stunned. He was押上 this high platform, and he might have some imagination about his future destiny, but Ning Yi told him the fact that he would die in a casual way, which caused him some shock. After a while, he laughed loudly.

Ning Yi's eyes were indifferent. He picked up the telescope and looked ahead, ignoring Xiebao's laughter at this time. Xiebao only laughed for a while, and said: "Okay, you want to kill me, okay! Xiebao was careless and rash, and suffered losses and made a big mistake. He should die to apologize. Ning Yi, don't forget! Great Jin's foundation was killed under what weak conditions! It just so happens that I will use my blood to boost the morale of my Great Jin, break the cauldron and sink the boat, and an army burdened with grief is bound to win. I will wait for you in the underworld!"

"Don't talk about a distressed army at every turn." Ning Yi put down the telescope, "The so-called distressed army is bound to win, is to make all the soldiers understand that they are at a disadvantage, and only if they do not work hard will things get worse. Yesterday you still thought that I was the first in the world, and you were going to go back to enjoy robbing money, food and women. You brought an army of 30,000 to kill me, but today you suddenly say that you are not the first in the world, and you are going to become a distressed army. Grieve your mother, if you say this, everyone will run away from the camp."

"In the Battle of Wangyuan Bridge, 30,000 people were wiped out in one battle. You have no chance in the front, but right now, only your father, brothers and a few high-level people know this. Your father has the courage to recognize reality, and the number of people who will die is what he needs to consider. Of course, I hope that your father and brothers can really be aroused by the will of the bereaved soldiers, and stay here to guard the rear for the army. If I can kill your family of three, I will feel much more comfortable."

Speaking of this, he smiled again with the telescope: "Your style of using troops is rough but meticulous, and your brain is quite easy to use. You must understand all of these things I said."

Xiebao was silent for a moment, then showed a bloody smile again: "I believe in my father and brothers, they are unparalleled heroes, no matter what difficulties they encounter, they will definitely be able to overcome them. It is Ning the Butcher, you want to kill, then kill. It is really ridiculous to make people think that you are like a villain who has gained his way."

Ning Yi didn't think it was an insult, and nodded: "The orders of the参谋部 have been issued. The negotiation conditions at the front line are like this, either use you to exchange the captured personnel of the Hua Xia army..." He simply repeated the problem given to Zonghan at the front.

"As I said, war is very cruel. Look at your father, he has gone through all kinds of hardships and finally has to endure the pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person. You have also fought hard all your life, and finally knelt here, seeing you Jurchens walking into a dead end... The Southwest War was fruitless, Zonghan and Xiyin returned to the Jin Kingdom, and you will also become the meat in the mouths of Zongfu and Zongbi. But there are more people who have experienced far more pain than you in the past ten years."

"Fathers watch their sons die, sons collect the bones for their fathers, husbands and wives are separated, and the whole family dies... After so many things have happened, letting you feel pain is my personal respect and remembrance for the dead. From a humanitarian point of view, such pain will not last long, but you die in despair. I will send Zonghan and your other family members to see you as soon as possible."

"Hahahaha..." Xiebao understood and opened his mouth to laugh, "That's right, Ning Yi, it was me, I killed many of your people, countless Han people died in my hands! Their wives and daughters were raped by me, and some of them were done together! I don't even know if I have raped any of your relatives! Hahahaha, Ning Yi, you said it so painfully, surely someone was killed or raped by me, right? Tell me to make me happy, I'll tell you—"

As he said this, he was about to make a happy look and continue to say, Ning Yi reached out and pinched his chin, breaking his mandible with a click.

Xiebao's face was twisted and hideous, trembling with pain. Ning Yi took out his handkerchief to wipe the blood and saliva from his hands: "Yes, that's what war is like. Those who lose lose everything, and those who win only win the opportunity to sit here and remember their comrades. What you said... makes sense."

He looked into the distance and stayed quietly with Xiebao, no longer speaking. After a while, someone began to loudly pronounce Xiebao's various crimes such as "murder", "rape", "arson", "torture"... and so on.

……

Gao Qingyi slammed his fist on the wooden table with a bang: "If Xiebao dies, all the Hua Xia army soldiers who survived in Great Jin, will all die! When my army returns north, they will be killed one by one!"

Lin Qiu nodded: "We have another 20,000 people to exchange."

"No one will be exchanged except Xiebao! You go and tell Ning Yi quickly, if you kill Xiebao, I will make you regret it—"

"Okay." Lin Qiu summoned a runner, "Do you have anything else to add, I will let him convey it together."

"Xiebao must not die—"

Gao Qingyi's shouts almost reached the high platform opposite.

……

In the Jurchen camp, Wanyan Sheyema had already gathered his troops, begging Zonghan bitterly for a battle.

"...If those verbal negotiations fail, Ning Yi may really kill people. Father, you must not put all your hopes on negotiations. My son is willing to lead the army himself and make a final fight... If Xiebao cannot be saved, I will not be able to sleep peacefully from now on, Father—"

Zonghan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the high platform, his lips tightly pursed, and he said nothing.

Han Qixian and others were not outside the big tent. Under Zonghan's orders, they were making other arrangements and deployments for the army. Countless orders were issued nervously. When the moment approached You Shi, some people walked out of the camp tent and looked at the high platform from a distance.

Although in the past few years, the Hua Xia army had various malices towards the Jurchens, killing Lou Shi and Ci Bushi in battle was ultimately different from the current situation.

Killing his son Xiebao in front of Zonghan was an insult and a provocation, something that had never happened in the world in the past decades. Zonghan's son was a bargaining chip that could involve countless interests before Zonghan died. After all, in the past decades, Zonghan was a hero who truly crushed the entire world.

……

In the southwest, the days are long. As You Shi approached, the setting sun broke through the clouds and obliquely revealed pale light towards this side. Wangyuan Bridge, Shiling, Xiukou... Ning Yi and the command's orders were being passed down in one troop after another.

"...After the Battle of Wangyuan Bridge, the road ahead for the Jurchens is near. Next, they will definitely seek their retreat, but the various units of our army must not be careless. Under the most likely deduction, the Jurchens will definitely organize and launch a large-scale attack. Their purpose of the attack is to mobilize the Han army troops to the forefront area, and to mobilize the Jurchen troops to the best position for retreat..."

"...Therefore, each unit of your department must be prepared to withstand the attack, and it is not ruled out that the Jurchen elites will make a false show and break the cauldron. While preparing to eliminate the enemy's first wave of attack, organize elites to do a good job of all plans for突进 and annihilation, from Xiukou to Yushui Creek, and from Shiling to Huangming, will become the key areas for歼灭战 in the next few days. We must resolutely do a good job of combat determination and planning..."

"...Adopt a strategy of招降,驱赶,策反 as the main strategy for the Han army troops. We must resolutely插断 all important roads and passes,搶 time with the enemy and断 their retreat..."

"...The intelligence and reconnaissance departments should use all their strength to contact, negotiate, and策反 all possible Han army generals. Even if they cannot be策反, they must clearly and forcefully convey the situation of this battle to the other side..."

"...The Second Division, Second Brigade, is responsible for defeating Li Rulai's unit in the next battle..."

"...The Fifth Division is responsible for attacking the army of Dalai in front, cooperating with the units of Qu Zhengyan and Chen Tian to insert and advance in the direction of Yushui Creek, and try to create huge pressure on the enemy so that they cannot easily turn around..."

"...The units of Wangyuan Bridge..."

Various orders were distributed layer by layer and level by level from the command to the division, from the division to the brigade, and from the brigade to the团. At this moment after the end of the Battle of Wangyuan Bridge, the various units had entered a more肃杀 and ready-to-move state. Knives and guns were being sharpened, guns and cannons were being loaded, and on the river near Wangyuan Bridge, boats guarding the prisoners patrolled back and forth...

……

The setting sun shone from the other side of the mountain.

In the small shed, Gao Qingyi held his breath. Ning Yi had already gone down on the high platform over there. At the camp gate on the other side of the阵地, Wanyan Sheyema, wearing armor and holding a gun, ran out of the camp. He ran hard and shouted loudly.

Zonghan in front of the big tent did not move his eyes, clenched his fists tightly. Many people looked over there from different directions.

In fact, many people still had a fluke in their hearts, perhaps this was Ning Yi's pretense.

Perhaps, he would keep Xiebao and exchange it for more benefits.

Perhaps, he would let Xiebao live, so that both sides could have more way out.

After all, this was a war between countries, and a rational leader should leave more room.

The long rifle barrel was aimed at the back of Xiebao's head. The setting sun was pale, and the wind under the setting sun was not too fast or too slow.

Bang—

——

——

Xiebao's head exploded, and his body fell down.

There were roars and howls in the battlefield, and the Jurchen camp burst into noise. Ning Yi listened to these angry roars. Over the years, there had been countless angry roars. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply in the air of this day.

"Send the head...to his father..."

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