Winter had arrived, and north of the Yellow River, heavy snows fell one after another. Search: \(Complete Book God Station) to read high-quality literature for free.

Wozhou City was shrouded in a post-war atmosphere of desolation.

This city, located near the northern frontier of Prince Jin's territory, had seen its defenses steadily strengthened over the past two or three months since the Jurchens had shown signs of moving south. During the preparations for war, Lou Shuwan, the female chancellor second only to Prince Jin, had personally visited Wozhou twice. Now that the war had broken out, wounded soldiers retreating from the front lines and tens of thousands of refugees had converged here, creating an incredibly desolate and chaotic situation around Wozhou in a short period.

The incident of a minor official named Mu Yi going on a rampage in the city after his family was killed had already been forgotten by many in this current situation.

North of Wozhou City, the area from the ruins of Taiyuan to Yanmen Pass had been the most fiercely contested battlefield since the Jurchens had moved south. Over the past decade or so, the population had sharply declined, and the people lived in misery. A leader named Wang Juyun came to this area and, using a doctrine similar to that of the former Manichaeism, gathered the residents, opposed the Jurchens, equalized wealth, and overthrew the remaining wealthy households in the area. He gathered a million righteous soldiers, whom the puppet Qi and Jurchen sides referred to as "rebellious teachers."

Li Xizhi, along with the garrison near Yanmen Pass, had launched two campaigns to suppress these rebellious teachers, but both had ended in failure. The elite troops under the "rebellious teachers" were brainwashed by religion, chanting divine names, unafraid of death, and charging forward one after another. Moreover, Wang Juyun was skilled in military tactics, and in both suppression campaigns, he launched surprise attacks on the enemy's rear, capturing a significant amount of supplies from Li Xizhi and others. Later, the suppression was abandoned.

This time, the Jurchen Eastern Route Army's southward advance was primarily aimed at Wang Juyun's righteous army. Subsequently, Tian Shi in the south issued a call to arms, and a million soldiers rose up in response, turning the area north of Taiyuan into a field of carnage.

In just over a month, four major battles erupted in the desolate area from Yanmen Pass to the ruins of Taiyuan. Wanyan Zonghan, the Jurchen god of war, commanded his troops like a mountain with the assistance of Xiyin. He led the fierce Jurchen generals under his command, such as Yinshuke, Shuliesu, Balisu, and Wanyan Saba, to first defeat Wang Juyun's two attacks, then defeat the vanguard of Prince Jin's attack, and soon after defeat the joint forces of Wang Juyun and Tian Shi. Beneath the city of Taiyuan, which had been burned to ruins ten years ago, the blood and corpses of Han people once again covered the plains.

However, even after the four major defeats, Wang Juyun's righteous army and Tian Shi's Prince Jin forces had not collapsed. After several major battles, a large number of wounded and routed soldiers gathered towards Wozhou and other places. Refugees fleeing from the north also retreated southward. Wozhou and other places did not refuse the arrival of these people. The government treated the wounded and reorganized the retreating soldiers amidst the chaos. Even for the emaciated refugees retreating south, they prepared at least enough gruel to survive and arranged for them to continue their journey south.

For more than a decade since the Jurchens had moved south, the Han people had struggled to survive. Such selfless acts of righteousness had not been seen for many years. In a short period, countless people were inspired by Prince Jin's righteousness. Some emaciated people took up arms in tears – they had already lived enough of this inhuman life and were unwilling to continue their suffering southward. In this weather and in this world, even if people continued to flee, what awaited them was likely only death, or a suffering even more difficult than death. It was better to throw their lives here and perish together with the Jurchens. Sensing this atmosphere, some of the fleeing soldiers also picked up their swords and spears again and joined their original ranks...

In war, there were such heart-wrenching scenes, and of course, there were also various kinds of cowardice and baseness, terror, and ferocity.

Within Prince Jin's faction, the high-pressure tactics and purges launched by Lou Shuwan, with the cooperation of Zhan Wu's Bamboo Records forces, were still ongoing. In every city from south to north, anyone suspected of being an enemy collaborator was hunted down, and house confiscations and beheadings occurred every day.

Naturally, there were also spies and persuaders sent by Wanyan Xiyin active in this process, and there were also more than a few cases of false accusations. If it were a normal regime, such a purge would be enough to shake the foundation of the entire regime. However, facing a formidable enemy like Wanyan Zonghan, and with no reinforcements behind them, only this kind of cold high pressure could guarantee the continuation of the battles on the front lines.

Some soldiers were unwilling to fight and fled into the mountains. At the same time, there were also people who were greedy for life, afraid of death, or wanted to take advantage of the chaos to make a fortune. They rose up in rebellion, waiting for the arrival of the Jurchen "royal banner" in the chaotic situation. The situation near Wozhou was particularly serious.

In the forests north of Wozhou, within a little over a month, five or six gangs of bandits had successively announced their allegiance to the Jurchens, waiting for the arrival of the royal army. Their momentum varied in size, but while taking advantage of the chaotic situation, these people looted homes, destroyed villages, and burned forests. Some even specialized in intercepting retreating soldiers fleeing south. They blocked roads, threatening small groups of retreating soldiers to join them. If they refused, they were immediately killed, and their corpses were stripped and hung on flagpoles. There was also a team that intercepted the Prince Jin army's supplies coming from the south. After failing, they destroyed the roads and even threatened to mix into Wozhou City and kill people at will, opening the city gates for the Jurchens when they came, causing panic in the surrounding area.

On this day, the heavy snow had stopped, and dozens of miles east of Wozhou, smoke rose from a village. A bandit gang had looted it. The gang consisted of about five or six hundred people, and the large flag they erected was awkwardly inscribed with the words "Great Jin Wozhou Pacification Army." After the village was looted, all the able-bodied men were slaughtered, and most of the women were raped and then taken away.

The departing team formed a long line. The leader in front rode a tall horse, wearing sturdy armor and carrying a long saber. He was burly, and a woman was tied to his horse, struggling. The man slapped the woman a few times as he rode forward, and the woman dared not resist anymore. He laughed heartily, very pleased.

The leader was named Wang Gan. He had previously been a local tyrant among the mountain bandits near Wozhou. His martial arts were strong, and he regarded himself highly. After the Jurchens came, he secretly accepted their surrender and wanted to serve them well and earn a name for himself. During these days, he had been plundering everywhere, and even according to the schemes of the Jurchen envoys who came south, he had released various false news into Wozhou City, causing panic. At this time, he also carried out the act of slaughtering the village, killing the young and strong, leaving the old and children, continuing to create panic and burden for Wozhou City.

The combination of Wanyan Zonghan and Wanyan Xiyin during the Jurchen southward advance could be called invincible in the current world. In a direct battle, no one thought they could win. With this understanding, what Wang Juyun, Tian Shi, and Yu Yulin were thinking about now was not to defeat the enemy in one battle on the battlefield. Defeat could be defeat, and escape was also fine, as long as they could harass and hold back this large army of the Eastern Route to the greatest extent possible. The battle situation north of the Yellow River could be considered to have achieved its goal. Both Jurchen armies were eager to advance south and attack the Wu Dynasty. Even if all the pots and pans in Prince Jin's territory were destroyed, and they retreated into the mountains, Zonghan and Xiyin would not have the leisure to exterminate them.

Even if they gathered the strength of the whole world to defeat the Jurchens, as long as the world still belonged to the Han people, Prince Jin would definitely have a place north of the Yellow River. Perhaps the world would change, and in the future, with such a reputation, it would not be impossible to compete for the world.

It was also because they had been psychologically prepared for this that the several major defeats on the front battlefield had not completely shattered the command system of the two armies. Wang Juyun constantly gathered the routed soldiers after the defeat, and Prince Jin's side had long been prepared for fighting after defeat. However, in such a situation, control over these chaotic areas became sluggish. Wang Gan had committed crimes several times, and in this snowy world, the focus was on the city and the garrison forces around the city, and they had not been able to provide timely assistance to the surrounding area.

This time was also the same. The team that slaughtered the village left quickly along a small road with the looted supplies and women, returning to the mountains. Wang Gan was in high spirits, boasting to his deputies about their achievements and future wealth, while reaching into the woman's clothes and casually groping. Although the north of Wozhou was the battlefield where the real armies were fighting, at the moment, he was not afraid of being intercepted by the army near Wozhou, only because the Jurchen envoy who came south had previously confirmed to him that Tian Shi's opposition to the Jin was a dead end. Even if the female chancellor sitting in the court was ruthless and killed countless people, the spies who would secretly report to the Jin people would still be inexhaustible.

Just as they were walking arrogantly through a mountain bend, a "giant stone" lying quietly in the snow beside the mountain road suddenly lifted up. A steel rod under the "giant stone" swirled and roared. A soldier walking next to the team had no reaction. His whole body was like being suddenly pulled up by the neck for half a body, and blood and flesh splashed into the sky.

"I...fuck--"

The "giant stone" was a disguise, and the place where it lifted up was no more than a zhang away from Wang Gan, with only two soldiers separating them. The sudden movement in the snow-covered mountains was first noticed by Wang Gan. He shouted, suddenly pulled the reins, immediately waved his saber. Another soldier on the side had already struck forward with a rod, directly hitting the buttocks of a deputy's horse in front of him. The fierce figure charged across a distance of more than a zhang. While Wang Gan was waving his saber, the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He dodged hastily, and the whistling shadow of the rod grazed his forehead. With a loud bang, it hit the back of the warhorse's head, like breaking a stone drum. Then the warhorse was crashed out.

The warhorse's collapse was like a landslide, and it crashed into two soldiers on the other side at the same time. Wang Gan rolled to the ground with the warhorse. He made a defensive roll in embarrassment, only feeling something flying over his head - it was the woman on the warhorse's back being thrown by the attacker - Wang Gan rolled from the ground and got up, shoveling snow with one hand and throwing it behind him. His body was already running towards the rear of the team he was facing at this time, shouting: "Stop him! Kill him, kill him--"

The figure chasing and killing was also rapid, almost drawing a small circle following the rolling warhorse corpse. The snow on the ground was splashed by his steps, the rear had not yet landed, and the front had already exploded, like blooming lotus flowers. Behind the queue was a line of six or seven infantrymen, followed by another line, with spears like a forest. Wang Gan shouted and ran towards that side. The assassin chased fiercely. Facing the forest of spears, Wang Gan turned around and retreated inside. Approaching in front of him were fierce eyes like fire.

This assassination was sudden, like a tsunami and landslide. He didn't have time to measure how high the opponent's martial arts were. He just made a defense with a round shield in one hand and a long saber in the other. The soldiers in the rear had also reacted, and spears stabbed past his side like a forest. The assassin rushing madly, the steel rod in his hand danced, driving the snow and howling towards the surroundings, like a huge tornado. Most of the dozen or so spears were not iron

Made, when it touched the shadow of the rod, it swayed to the surroundings with a crash, and several white wax pole spear shafts flew in the sky.

Quick as lightning, the figure approached, and the steel rod pressed down with a bang, hitting Wang Gan's long saber and round shield, pushing him towards the soldiers in the rear at the same time.

"Roar--"

With the violent impact, the man who rushed up roared, Wang Gan's body stepped back uncontrollably. The dozen or so people in the rear could not hold their ground in a hurry, some staggered back, some rolled to the ground. Wang Gan flew back several steps. The steel rod was retracted, and then the shadow of the rod swept horizontally, and he blocked it with a round shield, and his arm was numb. The dancing shadow of the rod attacked from the other side, hitting his shoulder with a bang, and then the dancing attacks swallowed him.

At this time, only the front row of the team had passed the bend. The rear had just heard the shouts and had not yet reacted. They saw the human wall in front of the road suddenly being pushed open, and a figure wielding a steel rod pushed open the crowd in the blink of an eye. General Wang Gan was also constantly retreating to the side of the mountain slope in a frantic cry. Some tried to intercept, some tried to attack from behind. They saw someone suddenly falling to the side in the chaos of the dancing steel rod, but his head was taken away by the steel rod. In a short moment, the rod shadow danced, banging and banging like blacksmithing. Wang Gan was pushed through the chaotic crowd, almost flying back eight or nine zhang up the mountain slope, and the people in the rear had been thrown away. The rod shadow suddenly stopped,划过天空, and inserted down towards the rear. With a loud sound, a large stone in the snow broke apart, and the steel rod was inserted there. The assassin approached Wang Gan, who was like a drunk, without stopping, grabbed a saber with one hand, and with a crash, pulled off his helmet, grabbed his head, and pressed the blade on it.

In the viscous blood, the head was cut off with one stroke. Wang Gan's corpse was like boneless, and fell to the ground with the armor. Viscous blood was seeping from the middle.

"Han children should not be slaves! You deserve to die!"

The angry voice was sent out with the force of internal force, passing through the snow ridge like thunder. The assassin turned back with the head in his hand, the steel rod stood in the stone next to him. For a time, hundreds of bandit troops in front and behind did not dare to step forward. He only heard him say: "Don't you kneel down--"

Of course, no one would kneel, but with this roar, military horns suddenly sounded in the nearby forest, followed by the sound of the army killing through the trees. The hundreds of people under Wang Gan were just a mob. Seeing the assassin kill the leader in front of hundreds of people, they scattered in panic.

The assassin pulled out the steel rod and chased after them, knocking the nearby bandits to the ground in the snow with one blow. Seeing someone抢了金银 and abducted women to escape in the distance, he exerted force and chased after them. At this time, someone rushed out of the crowd in the trees, some bandits kneeled and surrendered, and some threw away heavy objects and fled to the distance.

When two or three hundred bandits had thrown away their weapons and趴跪in the snow, the people in the trees had almost come out. However, these people added up to only thirty or so, and some secretly wanted to escape. The man who rushed out first with the stick chased them up and knocked their brains out. For a time, thirty or so people tied up nearly three hundred prisoners, and rescued a group of abducted women. On the mountain road, there were cries and wails.

The man holding the stick looked at the abducted women from a distance, his eyes sad, but he did not approach. Seeing that most of the prisoners had been tied into a string, he turned his eyes to the direction where the bandits fled, wondering what he was thinking. At this time, a woman in military uniform with scars on her face came over and asked him about the next arrangement. The man holding the stick said: "You send the women back to the village, take the people who are still alive, and押these畜生 to Wozhou City... I will go after the ones who ran away."

He paused: "The Jurchens have envoys going south, I want to find them."

This man was naturally Shi Jin, the Nine-Tattooed Dragon, who had returned to Wozhou. Since he reunited with Lin Chong, and later confirmed Lin Chong's death due to sending the letter, he was disheartened. The only thing he cared about was the whereabouts of Lin Chong's son, Mu Anping. However, all he knew about this matter was the name Tan Lu.

After Shi Jin returned to Wozhou, he investigated several times, and asked the government for cooperation, but he still did not find Tan Lu's whereabouts. At this time, the surrounding situation was gradually tense, Shi Jin was anxious, and summoned some of the伙计 who were still willing to follow him after the disintegration of Chifeng Mountain. Although the first priority was still to find the child, but seeing the situation was getting chaotic, he could not ignore this misfortune after all.

However, with the lesson of Chifeng Mountain, what Shi Jin was willing to do was only to carry out small-scale assassination operations in secret. Now that Wang Gan was ambushed, Shi Jin did not take much rest and chased after the forest ahead. His martial arts had reached a perfect state. He was following closely behind a deputy of Wang Gan. On the third day, he finally discovered a clue to an envoy sent by the Jurchens.

This was a Han Chinese from Liaodong, affiliated to Wanyan Xiyin. Shi Jin took down this person, and interrogated him for half a night, but did not get much news. He had traveled the world and was upright all his life. Although he was facing the enemy at this time, he was still somewhat disgusted with such torture and endless torture. By the second half of the night, the traitor committed suicide. Shi Jin sighed and dug a pit to bury this person's body.

The next day, when he returned to Wozhou, the news that an righteous person had killed Wang Gan, rescued the villagers, and captured the bandits had spread in the city. Shi Jin did not want to be famous, and silently returned to the客栈 where he was staying. His companions brought an unexpected news that someone claimed to know the whereabouts of Mu Yi's son, hoping

To meet with him.

He also knew this person: Lin Zongwu, the leader of the Great Bright Religion.

Support (Complete Book God Station) to share this site with those little friends who need it! Leave a message if you can't find the book!