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On the sixth day of the Southwest War, various flags were gradually gathering on the mountain roads outside Jishan County. Search: \(、Complete、Book、God、Station、) for free access to quality literature.

Corresponding to this were the black flags of the Huaxia Army defending Jishan County. Ning Yi, still in his green robe, rushed over from He Deng County to meet the leaders of these various forces.

The battle with the Wu Xiang Army continued in the mountains to the northeast. Within the Liangshan Mountains, various tribes that had participated in the Little Grey Ridge meeting began to send troops, their destination being the once-powerful Mangshan Ni tribe.

This was a struggle internal to the Ni tribe. For thousands of years, the fighting among the various Ni tribes that had lived in the Liangshan Mountains had been savage and cruel, something outsiders could not understand. But it had also fostered a fierce and brave folk custom. After the Little Grey Ridge meeting, the Huaxia Army could recruit some warriors from the Ni tribe to join the army. The two sides would also conduct more and deeper cooperation and exchanges. The process of assimilation might be long, but at least there was a good start, and a relatively stable rear.

Along with Ning Yi came the main wife, Su Tan'er, who had recently been able to take a vacation, as well as children like Ning Xi and Ning Ji. For a long time, the material situation in He Deng and the three counties had not been abundant. In addition, it often had to supply the Da Yang tribe of Tubo, so logistics had always been tight. Especially when the war was unfolding, Ning Yi had to force many Ni tribes to choose sides, and could only wait for the right time to strike. The Mangshan tribe also launched large-scale raids against the autumn harvest, so Su Tan'er, who managed logistics, and Ning Yi, who also intervened, had been fighting with the materials at hand.

From this perspective, Lu Qiaoshan's strategy of saying nice things and smiling on the surface, while secretly trying to consume the Huaxia Army as much as possible, was not without reason. Of course, everyone had to face the consequences of the Huaxia Army being forced to make a desperate push, a consequence that even the current Jurchens would find difficult to bear.

Total blockade, gathering allies, extending the front, and clearing the fields. If the Wu Dynasty's encirclement and suppression of the Black Flag could achieve this level of determination, then the Huaxia Army, which itself did not have abundant resources, would probably face the possibility of using all its cards and suffering a lose-lose situation. However, with only 100,000 men attacking, and the Little Grey Ridge gambit set, all this had already been decided and no longer needed to be considered.

Ning Yi and Su Tan'er also briefly relaxed.

After waving goodbye to the Ni tribe people who had symbolically come to join forces outside the county seat, Ning Yi and Tan'er walked along the foothills. There were uneven trees beside them, and sunlight would fall from above. Ning Xi and Ning Ji and other children had gone to the city to visit the injured Su Wenfang and did not come along. The city was below them, appearing prosperous and strange, with houses of mud and brick interspersed. Waterwheels turned, and the factories all seemed busy. Walls separated the city into different areas, and black smoke rose, making the busy city seem somewhat dull without gardens.

"Do you still remember the courtyard in Jiangning?" Ning Yi asked as they walked.

"How could I not remember? It's where I grew up." Walking along the road, Tan'er's pace seemed light. Although her dress was simple, she still showed the smile of her younger days when Ning Yi asked this question. At that time, Ning Yi had only woken up recently, and she, who had eloped, returned from outside, dressed in brocade clothes and a white skirt, with a bright red cloak, confident and bright, which had now settled into her body.

"It's been many years since I've seen it."

"I went back after entering the capital, but later there was Little Canghe, the Northwest, and then here, it's been more than ten years." Tan'er looked up. "Why are you talking about this?"

"The firecrackers of the Spring Festival, the lanterns of the Lantern Festival, the brothels and market streets, the boats on the Qinhuai River… Sometimes I think I've taken a lot of things from you." Ning Yi took her hand. "Yeah, I really have taken a lot of things."

Tan'er glanced at him, but just smiled: "When I was a teenager, looking at those things, I really thought I couldn't live without them for the rest of my life. But since my family sells things, I had long thought that one day I would have nothing. Actually, once you get married and have children, there is nothing that remains unchanged for a lifetime. You wanted to go to the capital, and I went with you. I wouldn't have stayed in Jiangning anyway. Later, we went to Little Canghe, and now we're in Liangshan. Thinking about it, it's a bit strange, but that's how life goes… Why are you suddenly talking about this, husband?"

"Hmm… Just suddenly remembered. Last night I had a dream, dreaming about when we used to chat upstairs."

"The building burned down." Tan'er stopped and raised her chin to look at him. "Did husband forget? I burned it myself."

"Yes, yes." Ning Yi laughed.

Tan'er let go of his hand and walked forward slowly. Her figure hasn't changed much over the years, but as a woman in her thirties, she has lost the sweetness of her twenties, replaced by the restraint of being a mother and the gentleness of being a wife. At this time, she also has the tenacity of having walked so many roads: "After all, the building had to burn down before we could live together, and then we had Xi'er. Although I didn't think clearly what would happen after it burned down, the building had to be burned down anyway. Jiangning had to be left behind. When I'm in He Deng, I sometimes feel bored, but when I think about it, leaving Jiangning, and then leaving the capital, doesn't seem strange. It's you…"

She crossed her arms and turned to glare at Ning

Yi: "Ning the Butcher! What are you going to do now?"

"My wife sees everything clearly." Ning Yi smiled even more brightly. "After all, we've been here for so long…"

"Who's going to be unlucky now?"

"This morning, Wen Yu volunteered to negotiate with the Wu Xiang Army."

"Ah?" Tan'er's face changed suddenly, and she frowned.

"Based on a long-term analysis and judgment of Lu Qiaoshan, Wen Yu will be fine in this situation. Don't worry, Wen Fang is injured, and Wen Yu can't wait to kill them. He went to negotiate so he could get the maximum benefit, which is the reason he requested to go. But what I want to say is not just this, we've been shrinking in Liangshan long enough…" He paused. "It's time to go out."

Tan'er was silent for a moment: "Is the time right?"

"We've been cowering with our tails between our legs here for several years. Now, even clowns want to tease us. The Wu Dynasty has reached this point and still dares to send Lu Qiaoshan over. It's time to teach them a lesson… When did I become someone who only suffers in silence?" Ning Yi frowned and shook his head.

"But… Husband said before the reasons for not going out."

"Yes." Ning Yi walked forward and took Su Tan'er's hand. "Conquering a place can be done by force. The Black Flag has hundreds of thousands of people. If I really go all out, I can kill my way through a Wu Dynasty. But assimilating a place can only be done through culture. The few years in Little Canghe and He Deng, talking about equality for all, democracy, republic, capital, investigation of things, and even the Great Harmony, will disappear when placed among the tens of millions of people in the Wu Dynasty, because… their lives are still okay."

"The fire that was lit in the Black Flag Army, after ten years of earnest talk, is just a spark. If we really pull it out, the only thing that might be useful is shouting equality for all, killing the rich, and dividing the land. When Zuo Duanyou left, I joked with him, saying that if the whole world was against me, I would start shouting about equality and equal land distribution. But, if the world is going to get better in the end, before it gets better, it must acknowledge the current differences."

"Correcting a wrong is bound to overcorrect. If we return power to the people in the current situation, the culture will be cut off. The current Confucian system is not a big deal if it's cut off, but the respect for culture and wisdom cannot be cut off, and the self-esteem of intellectuals cannot be cut off. To get on the right path, the words of fools are unreliable. In the end, it must be wisdom at the core. I must at least ensure that in the new era, people will understand the weight of culture, and intellectuals themselves can recognize this weight, realize their responsibilities, and even face powerful forces without yielding, and pay the price for truth."

"It's easy to kill people's hearts, just tell the world that you are all the same, that having wisdom is the same as not having wisdom, that reading is the same as not reading. I can break through the Wu Dynasty, even break through the Jurchens, unify this world, and then kill all the opponents. Intellectuals, kill a batch and then kill another batch. After doing it a few times, the rest will all kneel down. But… if those in the future also kneel down, and no longer have any backbone, they can work for money, work for benefits. The culture in their hands has no weight for them. When people encounter questions, how can they trust them?"

"Letting people understand reason and giving everyone the power to choose is hoping that everyone can become a helmsman. But once cultural self-esteem is cut off, even if you understand reason, you will not be able to make the right choice after being blinded by information, and we will go back to the old road in the future. I break through the Wu Dynasty and establish another Wu Dynasty, what's the point? Intellectuals with backbone are a headache, but an era must have intellectuals with backbone to get better. This matter… I can't not care about it."

The two walked down the mountain path, followed by many people in the distance. Tan'er smiled and pointed to an old man in front of them: "Look, Confucian Yong."

The old man's name was Yong Jinnian. He was a Confucian scholar introduced by Zuo Duanyou, and he was now in Jishan, responsible for compiling some books. After the two sides greeted each other, Ning Yi got straight to the point: "Confucian Yong, the reason I asked you to come here is that I hope to borrow your pen to write a proclamation for the Huaxia Army."

"A proclamation?" The old man's eyes lit up.

"Yes, the meaning is probably… Since the Jinghan Dynasty, the Jurchens have risen, and the world has been in turmoil. The survival of the Central Plains and the Huaxia nation has been severely threatened. Since the establishment of the Huaxia Army, the generals and soldiers of the Huaxia Army have shed their blood for the survival of the world, and they have not hesitated to die… During the Jianshuo years, the Central Plains fell into the hands of the Jin bandits. The Huaxia Army resisted the enemy in the Northwest for three years, and successively defeated millions of troops from the puppet Qi and Jin kingdoms. They killed the Jurchen generals Lou Shi and Ci Busi, but eventually had to move south due to the lack of support…"

…

The autumn wind was already blowing, and Liangshan still

appeared warm. In the Wu Xiang Army camp, after Su Wenyu proposed that the Wu Xiang Army surrender unconditionally, the two sides declared the breakdown of the first negotiation in their respective unfriendly words.

Su Wenyu turned and left, waving his hand.

"Then let's fight for two more days!"

Soon, the black military flags spread, attacking the Wu Xiang Army's territory all over the mountains and plains.

The war would continue. Soon after, Brother Lang would receive news that the Mangshan tribe was being besieged by a large army…

…

"…Since the Huaxia Army arrived in the Little Liangshan Mountains, they have lived and rested with caution. Internally, they have not committed the slightest offense against the local people, and externally, they have used contracts and good faith as the standard for exchanges, without bullying or owing others. Since the Wu Dynasty replaced the new emperor, the Huaxia Army has maintained restraint and goodwill, but now, this restraint and goodwill has been misunderstood. Some people regard our army's goodwill as weakness! In the ninth year of Wu Jianshuo, when the Jurchen Zong Fu and Zong Bi were eyeing Jiangnan, and the Huaxia were facing the disaster of the extermination of the prominent clan, the Wu Dynasty brazenly sent 100,000 troops from the Wu Xiang Army, preferring to fight among themselves and fratricide in the midst of the greatest foreign troubles—"

…

North of the Yangtze River, the ghouls are still expanding and destroying everything they can see. Bianliang has been besieged for several months. As autumn passes, the fields burned by the ghouls have yielded no harvest, and the accumulated grain has been exhausted. Countless cities near Bianliang have suffered the same fate.

Ali Gua led his troops to attack, repeatedly defeating and slaughtering the encountered ghoul troops. Several large armies that once belonged to the puppet Qi were also trying their best to resist the ghouls' incursions. In this autumn, millions of people died of starvation or were killed on this land. The stench of corpses spread, and the plague began to spread. But the number of ghouls is still expanding at an uncontrollable rate.

Wang Shitong, who was plagued by hunger and disease, was already crazy, directing the huge ghoul army to attack every place he could see: there were too many people, and he didn't mind letting the ghouls consume as much as possible on the battlefield. And there was already too little food. Even if they captured the city, they could not feed the people who followed for too long. Wherever the ghouls went, the bark and roots on the mountains had been eaten. Autumn passed, and the few fruits no longer existed. People set up pots, boiled water, and began to devour their companions.

Some warlords of the puppet Qi, who controlled their territories, even tried to open the way to let the ghouls go south, but the ghouls chose to attack the city like a sea of people. Jiangnan was too far away. They could only grab every grain of food in front of them.

Tiny, thin, and skin-and-bones people moved forward, crying with no tears left. Despair accompanied them, little by little, as the cold swept through, about to permeate this hell on earth.

No one could stop them.

The eight thousand elite of the Black Flag were avoiding this tide of despair, still rushing to Xuzhou.

…

"…The Huaxia Army will not sit idly by and condone the short-sightedness and stupidity of its neighbors. Our army will give a head-on blow to all enemies who invade… Now that the Wu Xiang Army has been defeated, in order to ensure the survival of the Huaxia Army, to ensure the survival and interests of the residents of Liangshan, and to ensure the commercial roads and exchanges that the Huaxia Army has maintained with all parties, under the premise that the Wu Dynasty can no longer maintain the above, the Huaxia Army will use its own strength to ensure the safety of our commercial roads to the east, north, and other directions. Under the premise that the Wu Xiang Army fully surrenders, our side will take over the garrison tasks from Liangshan to the east and north, as far as Zizhou…"

Ning Yi said to this point, and Yong Jinnian, who was beside him, raised his head and opened his mouth wide…

…

Daming Prefecture, Li Xizhi led 170,000 troops to the city. At the same time, Zhu Biao led 11,000 Huaxia troops across mountains and ridges, directly towards the Yellow River bank where Li Xizhi was located.

The war drums were like thunder, and the flags were like the sea. The formation of 170,000 troops gave an impression that could not be shaken between majesty and murderousness. However, 10,000 people had already come straight this way.

"…Arrogant little child, dare to start a war with our army!"

Li Xizhi, who was preparing the army to attack the city, was stunned for a long time after confirming the route. At this time, the vanguard of the Jurchen 300,000 troops had crossed Zhengding and was 300 miles away from Daming Prefecture.

And on the second day after the Jurchen army passed through Zhengding, an attack was launched against the Jurchen logistics units in Zhengding. At the same time, the Qi family's old house in Zhengding City exploded, followed by a spreading fire. Green forest figures were fighting in this old house. The assassination of Qi Yan had begun, but due to Qi's family's long-term management here, and the large number of family generals and green forest warriors they had collected, this assassination, which combined inside and outside forces, ultimately failed to kill Qi Yan.

Qi Yan's two sons, one grandson, and some relatives died in this assassination. After this large-scale assassination, Qi Yan carried countless family fortunes and many relatives all the way north, settling in Yunzhong Prefecture, which was operated by the Jin generals Zong Han and Xi Yin, in the second year.

These people never returned to the Central Plains…

…

"…Our army's dispatch of troops this time, firstly, is to protect the interests of the Huaxia Army's trade routes from being infringed, and secondly, it is to give a small punishment and a great warning to the many clowns of the Wu Dynasty. The Huaxia Army will strictly implement the past military regulations, and will not commit the slightest offense against the masses in every city and every place that are loyal to the Huaxia, and will not disturb the people, demolish houses, or destroy fields. After this incident, if the Wu Dynasty wakes up, the Huaxia Army will adhere to a peaceful and friendly attitude, and will conduct friendly consultations with the Wu Dynasty on matters such as damages and compensation, and will properly discuss the jurisdiction of Zizhou and other places and cities after the Wu Dynasty promises the Huaxia Army's interests in various places…"

"…Since its establishment, the Huaxia Army has been following the rules and being kind to its neighbors, and has always received the support and help of many enlightened people. Such as Li Chengmao (Li Xianong) in Lingnan, etc., in order to solve the rampant bandits such as Brother Lang in Mangshan, he has been running around and working hard every day… Uh, I will add a few more names later… Only because people of ambition all know that with foreign insults in front of us and subversion imminent, the survival of our Huaxia people is the most important task in the world today. Only by putting aside contradictions, joining hands with one heart, can the Huaxia people defeat the Jurchens, restore the Central Plains, and prosper our Huaxia land… The Huaxia people will not forget them, history will leave their names, and will thank them, and I hope that the wise men of the Wu Dynasty can take it as a mirror and rein in on the edge of the cliff, it is not too late."

"…Here, the Huaxia Army promises that everything it does will be in the interests of the Huaxia, and will never initiate disputes with the Wu Dynasty in the future. It is hoped that this sincerity can make the Wu Dynasty turn back. At the same time, all those who infringe on the interests of the Huaxia are enemies of our Huaxia Army. For the enemies, the Huaxia Army will never condone or tolerate them. It is hoped that such events that grieve relatives and please enemies will not happen again. Otherwise, this event will be a warning for the future."

Ning Yi paused and added the last sentence.

"Do not say that you were not warned."

…

In the early August, after years of dormancy in the Southwest, the Black Flag left Liangshan.

On the Yellow River bank, a fierce battle against Li Xizhi's 170,000 troops was fiercely launched. This was the beginning of a series of blocking battles against the Jurchen army in the north. Within three days, the Yellow River boiled with blood, corpses sank, and the river was cut off!

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