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The cold wind howled on the city wall, scraping against people's bodies like knives. Opening his mouth, a metallic, rusty taste of blood surged into his throat. The sounds of battle cries were like thunder, boiling over the entire battlefield. Figures surged forward, iron rods in hand, striking people's heads. A body weighing nearly two hundred pounds fell like a wild boar charging through the mountains, the sound of its skull hitting the bluestone dull and chilling, mixed in with countless other noises.

Arrows flew, and in the icy, snowy world, there was smoke and fire on the city walls. Soldiers pushed huge logs off the walls. A stone flew across the sky, suddenly enlarging on the side of his vision. He dragged a soldier and rolled to the side, the splattered stone chips stinging his face, and his vision became shaky in the deafening roar. Shi Jin shook his head, got up from the ground, grabbed a spear, and ran towards two Jurchen soldiers who had climbed onto the city wall a dozen feet away.

Affected by the catapult impact, his vision and balance had not yet recovered. He stabbed several times with the spear, finally piercing the chest of one Jurchen soldier. The Jurchen was burly, as strong as a wild ox, and stubbornly held onto the spear shaft. Another Jurchen warrior pounced from the side. Shi Jin roared, exerted force, and the spear shaft shattered into pieces. He took a step forward and chopped down heavily on the Jurchen's head. The man's body collapsed onto the city wall.

The Jurchen warrior who had come to attack missed his target and turned back with his knife. Shi Jin's body had already charged forward, his bloody mouth open, and he thrust the half-broken spear shaft into the Jurchen's neck with a *噗* sound, bursting out thick blood. The Jurchen warrior staggered backward, and as Shi Jin pulled out the spear shaft, he fell into a pool of blood at the foot of the wall, lifeless.

Only then did Shi Jin turn around to retrieve his weapon. In the distance, at a corner of the city wall, a dozen Jurchen soldiers had swarmed up. The defending soldiers retreated in the fighting, and an officer shouted loudly. Shi Jin tightened his grip on the iron rod and charged towards them.

"Don't retreat—kill them down!"

Countless desperate shouts converged into a tide of battle, and as far as the eye could see, the attacking soldiers were still divided into three groups in the snowy plains below, constantly rushing forward. In the distant snowy field, rising from the attacking camp, was the banner of the Jurchen general Shulie Su.

December 8th of the lunar calendar, the traditional Laba Festival, this was already the second time Shulie Su had led troops to attack Wozhou.

The city defense was in critical condition.

And not long before this, in the Fenzhou territory south of Taiyuan City, the Jin King's army suffered a huge defeat, with over 400,000 people being defeated, retreating south, and fleeing in disarray. In the chaotic reports, Jin King Tian Shi, who had personally led the expedition, was scattered and his whereabouts were unknown.

……

Icy and snowy world.

Countless people walked deep and shallow in the snow, Tian Shi wore a black cloak, supporting each other with the soldiers beside him, and moving south. After a huge defeat and running all night, he only felt cold and hot on his body, but he hadn't told the people around him yet. From time to time, he had to turn around and shout loudly to the crowd behind him.

He naturally had a horse, but he was not riding it at this time. It is said that a good general should share weal and woe with the soldiers around him. He had never had such a demeanor during the great war, but now that he was defeated, he felt that as a feudal lord, he should set such an example, but he didn't know if it was still useful.

He didn't know how many soldiers were following him, and there were many things he should be thinking about, but his thoughts couldn't come together. At some point, Tian Shi felt his eyes darken and he fell to the snow...

……

Weisheng, the atmosphere was grim.

The carriage team drove through the long street to the Tianji Palace at one end of the city.

Inside the carriage with lit candles, Lou Shuwan was looking at a huge map. The news of Jin King's disappearance had already spread here at the fastest speed. She suppressed her mind and searched for the traces of various armies on the map that already had many markings, summarizing various possibilities of the current situation.

Once the war appeared, military information would be transmitted to the central authorities of various forces at the fastest speed. When she was able to receive the news, it meant that others had also received the information. At this time, she had to stabilize the situation of the entire central authority.

The surroundings of the carriage were closed. In the light of the candles, the woman who had not rested from yesterday until now had bloodshot eyes, but still kept her eyes wide open. Suddenly, the carriage body jolted, Lou Shuwan reached out and held the lamp, and heard shouts from outside: "Kill... that bitch..."

"A hen crowing at dawn, ruining the country and harming the people..."

"Traitor, slut—"

"Open your eyes..."

"Being used—"

"Deserves to die—"

……

The chaotic shouts intertwined. You Hongzhu held his breath, pulled out his long knife, and walked towards the front of the room, his speed getting faster and faster...

What was transmitted through the vibration of the floor was a burst of footsteps in the next room. The light from the window grew brighter and brighter. You Hongzhu jumped out, and someone rushed out from the window next door, with a red spear still aimed at the team below. You Hongzhu raised his long knife and slashed into the air. The other person looked at him in surprise.

*刷*.

The white-haired and long-bearded head flew into the sky. You Hongzhu fell to the ground, and the crowd who rushed out were shouting. He held his knife horizontally and rushed towards those Green Forest assassins.

"Protect Lady Prime Minister!"

"Foolish bugs deserve to die—"

"Don't you listen to the Dragon King's words!"

The murderous aura soared to the sky—

……

"What's going on?" Lou Shuwan asked, but she probably knew.

"Someone is assassinating, and some people are here to protect you. Lord Lou, we..."

"..." Lou Shuwan listened quietly to the mixed sounds outside. Perhaps it was because she had been smoked by the firelight for too long, her eyes were slightly warm. She then reached out and wiped her nose and mouth hard, "Leave a team to catch the assassins, we continue to the imperial city."

"Yes."

The carriage started moving again, leaving the entire long street's fighting still going on.

……

Linzhou City, another round of siege warfare was continuing. The attacking side was the most elite Ming King Army under Wang Juyun. Due to the hasty attack, siege equipment was quite insufficient. However, under Wang Juyun's own leadership, the entire battle situation still seemed extremely tragic.

Linzhou belonged to Zhangde, similar to Wozhou, and was also one of the peripheral cities of Jin King's northeastern power. The general defending Linzhou, Li Chengzong, led more than 37,000 troops and announced four days ago that he would change his flag and join the Great Jin Royal Army. After a series of defeats, Wang Juyun, leading his elite troops, arrived nearby and desperately attacked the city, wanting to break through Linzhou before the Jurchen reinforcements arrived, as a warning to others.

The losses were enormous.

The defending army of Linzhou City was not doing well either. Although the Jurchen's power had been hanging over everyone's heads for more than ten years, and now that the army was pressing down, surrender did not encounter too much resistance, but of course, it could not inspire too much morale. In the back-and-forth attack and defense between the two sides, Li Chengzong also ran to the city to constantly encourage the defending army.

"Hold the city wall! The Jin army is coming soon..."

"General Wanyan Saba of the Great Jin is leading the army, just hold on for one more day! Hold on for one more day—"

Wanyan Saba's army was indeed on its way. Wang Juyun's army had attacked fiercely for three days and had not captured the city defense. The morale of both the attacking and defending sides gradually ebbed and flowed. This afternoon, a flag appeared on the southeast side of the city.

Saba's army must be coming from the north, so the one coming from the south should be the Jin King's reinforcements, or has the Jurchen Eastern Route Army already settled Daming and sent reinforcements? Li Chengzong ran to the east side of the city and then saw an army appear in his field of vision. On the snowy ground, the color of the flag was particularly clear...

"Who... how could it be... how could it be black..."

The black flag was spreading towards this side...

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The winter of the ninth year of Wujian Shuo. The heavy snow gradually froze the land north of the Yangtze River, but the war north of the Yellow River had not stopped for a moment since it began.

In September and October, the Jurchen's Eastern and Western Route Armies successively launched major battles with the enemies in front of them. The Eastern Route Army quickly compressed the war situation in the Daming Prefecture area, but the tenacious resistance of the Western Route was just beginning to unfold.

From Yanmen Pass to the ruins of Taiyuan, Wang Juyun's and Tian Shi's resistance came one after another, constantly gathering after being scattered. Millions of troops either gathered or scattered, as if constantly consuming the Jurchen army's will with a water mill. However, as the most outstanding old generals of the founding generation of the Great Jin, Zongwang and Xiyin constantly defeated these waves of attacks. By the end of October, Shulie Su led a partial division to attack Wozhou, and with the cooperation of generals such as Yin Shuke, Bali Su, and Saba, they presented one difficult problem after another to the forces that came to meet them.

Shulie Su's first attack on Wozhou, under the tenacious resistance of the Wozhou garrison and many folk forces such as Lin Zongwu and Shi Jin, finally delayed until Yu Yulin's army came south to relieve the siege. In November, the battle that unfolded in the icy and snowy world was only slightly slower than in other seasons. The successive defeats of Wang Juyun, Tian Shi, Yu Yulin, and others led to a continuous decrease in the frontline forces. Countless soldiers retreated south, surrendered, or even froze to death in the snow while fleeing with the main force.

Although at the beginning of the war, the leaders of both Wang Juyun and Jin King had determined that this was a war of attrition with constant defeats, after more than a month of attrition, even though they had made the worst plans, the morale and strength of the two armies still dropped to a low point.

On December 3rd, Li Chengzong announced the surrender of Linzhou City to the Jurchens, triggering a sudden change in the entire situation. Tian Shi's 400,000-strong army suffered a major defeat and fled under Xiyin's attack. In order to kill Tian Shi, the Jurchen army pursued the defeated soldiers for dozens of miles, massacring countless defeated soldiers, and externally declared that Jin King Tian Shi had already surrendered. Wang Juyun, who was constantly defeated and fled south, and could only gather more than 30,000 elite troops for the time being, mobilized all his forces at the first time and forcibly attacked Linzhou, hoping to suppress this rising hatch before the entire ship sank.

At the same time, Shulie Su's army turned back and attacked Wozhou again. Saba led a small group of troops towards Linzhou, and Yin Shuke and Bali Su led troops to attack the central route, wanting to attack the hinterland of Jin King's territory.

In the short days since Tian Shi was suspected of dying, the entire territory of Jin King was about to collapse completely. On the afternoon of the eighth, Zhu Biao led the Chinese Army team, under the urgent plea of Zhan Wu Deng and others in Weisheng, crossed hundreds of miles of distance and arrived under Linzhou City one step ahead of Wanyan Saba.

Linzhou was captured on the same day.

The rebel leader Li Chengzong committed suicide before the city was broken, and the remaining rebel generals, along with their families, were dragged to the city wall and beheaded.

However, the entire situation was still disintegrating. On this night, the defenses of Wozhou were broken, and Shi Jin fought continuously on the city wall, almost dying of exhaustion. Then the defending army opened the city gates and let the people of the city flee south. Wozhou defender Yu Xiaoyuan ordered the army to block the Jurchen's attack in front, trying to launch a period of street fighting to delay time for the fleeing people. However, the morale of the army was already close to the bottom line. In order to boost morale, Yu Xiaoyuan led his personal soldiers to charge forward twice and personally fought hard, and was subsequently shot to death by the Jurchen's flying arrows.

The Wozhou defenders were in chaos and fled, and the Jurchens massacred. Shi Jin and his comrades were also swept along, fighting and retreating. On this night, the people who escaped and survived looked back in the direction of Wozhou, and the entire sky had been lit up by a fire, and the massacre was continuing.

Shi Jin stood on the dimly lit mountain, with a wet breath falling from his face.

A man does not easily shed tears, that may be the hot blood flowing from his body, which will lose its temperature in this icy world in a moment.

Many people surrounded him, even more than after the disbandment of Mount Chifeng.

Although he knew that he did not have the ability to lead an army, the name of Eight-Armed Dragon King was still somewhat useful. After the first Wozhou defense battle, he still ran around, killing those Jurchen spies and the scum of the Han people. During this great battle, Lou Shuwan, who was far away in Weisheng, had encountered many assassinations. She had killed too many people, and she was also a woman. The outside world portrayed her as ruthless and vicious. Some people with ulterior motives scolded her as a traitor, who wanted to help the Jurchens destroy the Jin King's foundation and was a poisonous woman who intended to make the people miserable.

Shi Jin also spoke out in the Green Forest, clearing Lou Shuwan's name. After these messages spread for a month, many people were finally moved and spontaneously began to clear Lou Shuwan's name in Weisheng, and even stood opposite the assassins in the outbreak of assassination actions, protecting Lou Shuwan's safety.

Shi Jin, who was running around and fighting in Wozhou, could not know the situation in Weisheng. With the fall of Wozhou, what he saw was the most tragic scene of the massacre. In the past ten years, he had fought all the way, but he had also been defeated all the way. This defeat seemed endless, but once again, he had not died. He just thought: Wozhou City is gone, Brother Lin has spent more than ten years here, and he is also gone. Mu Anping could not be found. When that small child who lost his parents returns here, he will see nothing.

He went to the southern city to continue fighting.

Snow sometimes fell and sometimes stopped, and the flames of war continued to spread in the heavy snow. South of the Yellow River, the wandering hungry ghosts were also surging in the snow, causing some trouble to the Jurchen army that was going south. Some small-scale grain transport teams were swallowed by the hungry ghosts, but as the cold deepened, the hungry ghosts were also dying piece by piece. Only the large group of hungry ghosts near Xuzhou, huddled in the wind and snow, still had a glimmer of breath.

Daming Prefecture. The number of defending soldiers in the city was also gradually decreasing in the cold weather. The most intense Jurchen attacks were in the first month, and a large number of casualties occurred at that time. Some of the seriously injured did not survive this winter. Wanyan Chang led 30,000 Jurchen elites and 200,000 Han troops and were also grinding away the lives and spirits of the defending soldiers every day. In December, after careful counting, of the nearly 50,000 defending troops at the beginning, there were probably more than 30,000 left, most of whom were already injured.

Ice and snow finally suppressed the Jurchens' offensive. Wang Shanyue and Xue Changgong still guarded the city wall every day, cheering up the soldiers every day. Wang Shanyue occasionally sent people to send food and relief to the residents in the city, and also promoted the spirit of resistance to the people, but because the snow was deep, such things could not be carried out vigorously.

The siege tents outside the city formed a sea. They were waiting for the arrival of spring. Spring is the season of life and growth, but whether it was Wang Shanyue, or Xue Changgong, or Shi Jin, Lou Shuwan, Tian Shi, Zhu Biao, or even Ning Yi, who was far away in the southwest, they all knew that the spring of the tenth year of Wujian Shuo and the thirteenth year of Jintianhui was not a season for life.

That was the season to bury everything, and in a blizzard, it came day by day.

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