A broken half of a human head was placed in a bamboo basket and delivered to the negotiation table in front.

Gao Qingyi's roar stopped. It was said that after seeing Xiebao's head, he was silent for a long time, and then said to Lin Qiu, "You are deceiving us so much, don't you think you should be afraid?"

Lin Qiu replied, "In the past ten years, you have done countless things like this. Seeing his fate, you should start to be afraid."

The negotiation was terminated for half an hour.

The sky gradually darkened, torches were lit, and all the troops on the阵地 (zhen di - position/front) were waiting solemnly. Reconnaissance teams went out in waves in the night.

Not long after, Gao Qingyi returned to the negotiation table and demanded that the Huaxia Army return Wanyan Xiebao's body. Lin Qiu still refused, saying, "Mr. Ning only instructed me to negotiate with General Gao about exchanging prisoners of war. I have no authority to negotiate matters unrelated to this. Or is General Gao still going to waste his precious time on a corpse?"

"Then..." Gao Qingyi's eyes were cold, but he finally gritted his teeth and said, "When your people go back to report the news later, please also bring this request back and submit it to Mr. Ning."

The entire negotiation began in this atmosphere of gnashing teeth. More than an hour later, a messenger brought back Ning Yi's instructions on how to deal with Xiebao's body: "If the prisoner exchange goes smoothly, Xiebao's body will be returned as a gift after the exchange to comfort Marshal Nianhan's pain of losing his son."

Gao Qingyi expressed his gratitude.

…

The night was quiet.

In the seemingly peaceful negotiation atmosphere in front of Shiling, more intersections and killings were taking place in the dark mountains and forests.

Before Hai Shi (9-11 PM), two medium-sized battles broke out in the mountains and ridges several miles southwest of Shiling. Scout teams met in the forest and engaged in the most adventurous and deadly fight in the dark. Jurchen veteran Yu Yu personally went to the front line to lead the team to break through.

At the first刻 (ke - quarter) of Hai Shi, the light of "Dijiang" rose in the distant darkness. Those on the Shiling side could vaguely see it. Five rockets were fired at the hillside where Yu Yu and others were gathered. The flames lit up the forest. Du Sha led a scout team to launch a large-scale突袭 (tu xi - surprise attack) on the Jurchen scouts.

The breakthrough and rescue towards Wangyuan Bridge were blocked again. Mutual accusations and blame-shifting were added to the negotiation process at Shiling.

On the Jurchen military camp side, Wanyan Sheyema, Bali Su and others were also conducting more rescue and breakthrough plans at the same time.

Near midnight, in the camp of Li Rulai's troops of the Han army in the mountains and ridges in the northeast direction, the light appeared low and dark. Only a bean-like light was on in the big tent. Li Rulai had received the information from the Huaxia Army in the camp and was waiting for the arrival of the Huaxia Army negotiators.

Suddenly, fire and chaos erupted in the camp outside the tent. Someone shouted, "Catch the spies!" The fierce wind and fire were mixed with countless Jurchen shouts. He lifted the curtain of the tent and went out. The deputy general ran over and said, "Wanyan Saba is here..."

"That..." Li Rulai frowned and looked at the other end of the chaos. The deputy general said, "A spy sneaked in, but was fortunately discovered and caused chaos. The spy seemed to have escaped in the chaos."

"Escaped?"

"...Escaped."

"Seal the camp and search thoroughly. I want to thoroughly investigate this matter!"

He frowned and looked over. The torches of Wanyan Saba's cavalry were already close. When the large team galloped in front of him, he saw Wanyan Saba, wearing a cloak, get off his horse: "General Li, the marshal is about to launch a large-scale attack on the Shiling and Wangyuan Bridge directions. The Black Flag Army is already fearful. Our scouts have detected that the other party will have major changes starting tonight. The marshal ordered me to come and assist General Li in the attack."

The Han general saluted and knelt down: "Li Rulai obeys the order!"

Listening carefully, the sound of fighting in the darkness roared like the sound of wind.

************

Wangyuan Bridge. The wind howled past.

In the early hours of the morning, Pusan Hun felt cold.

He didn't know what time it was anymore. He dozed off, and when he woke up, the sky was full of stars. He felt the person next to him shivering. His hands were also shaking.

He hadn't felt cold for many years.

The coldest thing in the world was the winter in the Northland. The heavy snow howled for months, and his family huddled together around the fire pit. There was often not enough food in the winter. When he was young, many people froze and starved to death in such winters.

He rarely had such days after joining the army.

Pusan Hun joined the army at the end of the Liaoning Campaign. At that time, he was already in his early twenties. He didn't catch up with the first round of great military achievements, but due to his Jurchen identity and his daring to fight, he became the backbone of the army after joining the army. He still fought many battles, killed many people, and gained a lot of benefits.

In the eleventh year of Tianhui, he entered Yanshan Guard as an elite and was promoted to Mouke (Centurion). There were few Jurchens in the Jin Dynasty. Ordinary Jurchen soldiers could be promoted quickly as long as they had clear minds. However, Pusan Hun's Mouke was different from others in the army. Most of his subordinates were elite warriors with Jurchens as the backbone. This was an elite combat force that always existed to maintain the Jurchen's name of "invincible with ten thousand men." It could be used as a 千夫长 (qian fu zhang - thousand man commander) in the general army of the Jin Dynasty, and it was equivalent to a general of ten thousand men in front of the Han army.

At that time, although Yanshan Guard had suffered a major setback due to the death of Lou Shi, the quality of its soldiers was extremely high. Zong Han Xi Yin and others made advance plans for the Southwest War, and Xiebao personally led this army to build it as a strong army second only to Tushan Guard, showing great importance. Pusan Hun, as a military backbone, naturally received a lot of preferential treatment.

Wealth, fiefdoms, mansions, beauties, and money were all readily available to the Jurchens at this moment. At this moment, Pusan Hun, who was in his thirties, did not get lost in it. In fact, just like many first-generation entrepreneurs who had worked hard to make their way, their success had undergone a real test. Experiencing厮杀 (si sha - fighting/killing), experiencing life and death, what could really make them feel obsessed was the sense of power that had gradually become the upper class in the past ten years from a situation where they didn't even have clothes to wear.

After killing countless people, money and beauties came naturally. After fighting one battle after another, the flattery and respect of others appeared as a matter of course. Pusan Hun loved the feeling during battle, loved the reputation of "invincible with ten thousand men." This would bring them all the good things and solve all the problems.

After joining Yanshan Guard, which had the "stigma" of defeat, the army had been preparing to conquer the Black Flag. The upper echelons also shouted that they wanted to avenge Lou Shi. Pusan Hun didn't feel much about this. Occasional defeats didn't mean anything. Marshal Lou Shi died in an ambush by the Black Flag Army, which didn't mean there was a problem with the army. At that time, Yanshan Guard, under the command of Xiebao, put down several small rebellions and fought against a cunning enemy on the grassland - the other party fled at the sight of them - all the battles were invincible. The Jurchens were still invincible with ten thousand men.

Old soldiers in Yanshan Guard who had experienced the Northwest War occasionally talked about the enemies they encountered in that battle. In very few cases, some soldiers believed that the Black Flag's combat power was strong. Pusan Hun sneered at such claims. What if the enemy was strong? Even if they were evenly matched, they could be defeated head-on! Did the rise of the Great Jin only depend on the enemy being too weak?

If they lost a battle, they would fight another battle. If there was a blood debt, they would demand it back from the enemy. The Jurchens had grasped their destiny in the midst of swords and shadows. In recent years, Pusan Hun had always been feeling this kind of power.

With the start of the Fourth Southern Expedition, for Pusan Hun, it was more like a large-scale sightseeing trip. The West Route Army went south all the way, staying in Jin and Xiangyang. They also encountered some opponents during the war, but for the elite like Yanshan Guard, the enemy's stubbornness or weakness didn't really matter in the end. Pusan Hun enjoyed the feeling after each victory in the war. During this period, he had killed some people, robbed some rare treasures, and used some women, but that was just a pastime incidental to the battle.

Even though the progress was slow after Jiange and the Huaxia Army's resistance was fierce and tenacious, Pusan Hun, who followed Yanshan Guard, always maintained a strong fighting spirit and determination to fight.

All of this, until Wangyuan Bridge.

When 30,000 troops rushed out of the mountains, he learned that the person in front of him was Mr. Ning from the Southwest. There were many rumors about this person. Even in the Great Jin army, they often admitted that this person was a difficult opponent, a madman who killed the Han emperor and fought against the world.

This person greeted 30,000 people with a few thousand troops. Everyone in the army could only think that he had various conspiracies and tricks, such as ambushes, landmines, and the so-called desperate measures. Of course, they didn't have much time to think, and they couldn't come to a specific conclusion. Up to now, the total number of Huaxia troops was only about 50,000 to 60,000. Even if there were any ambushes or surprise troops, 30,000 Yanshan Guard could still fight them.

No one had imagined that it would be such a battle.

In less than an hour, thousands of Black Flag troops smashed the 30,000 Yanshan Guard, whose fighting will and determination were at their peak, to the ground.

Thousands of people died on the battlefield, and more than 20,000 were captured. At this moment, on the滩涂 (tan tu - tidal flats) by the river near Wangyuan Bridge, the entire field of vision was filled with huddled black figures. Small boats with lights patrolled the riverbed. In the trembling of his arms, what emerged in Pusan Hun's mind were the scenes that some soldiers in Yanshan Guard mentioned about the Black Flag and the Northwest War in the past few years.

The Black Flag is very strong...

They fight like they don't care about their lives...

That Ning Yi is very good at fighting in desperate situations...

Who could have imagined that after several years, the strength of the Black Flag would be so strong?

After being defeated the day before yesterday afternoon, all the prisoners had not eaten. Even for veterans, half an hour of hard fighting could exhaust a person's physical strength. In the hours after the defeat, the prisoners were driven and divided in the chaos. One was unable to accept the fact of defeat, and the other was terrified by everything that happened on the battlefield, even thinking that they had encountered妖法 (yao fa - sorcery). On the first day of the month, hunger gradually returned, and reason gradually returned.

What happened...

What will happen to the world...

What will happen to the Great Jin...

Some will also start to think: The Black Flag has sorcery, when will the God of Grain and the shamans come over, does the marshal have a way to deal with it...

Even... how to resist?

The Huaxia Army had confiscated all swords, guns, and supplies. The prisoners were divided on the open space next to the河道 (he dao - river course). Pusan Hun spent the entire first day of the third month looking at the small river not far away. Most of Yanshan Guard were northerners and did not know how to swim, but after all, the river was not wide. If they could take the risk of going into the water, maybe they could escape to the other side? Or go down the river and escape the pursuit?

Even on the other side of the river, it was still the territory under the jurisdiction of the Huaxia Army. The cavalry patrolled the field, and the fugitives did not have much of a chance. But not having much of a chance was a little better than having no chance at all.

On the night of the defeat, everyone was frightened and did not sleep much. On the entire first day of the month, Pusan Hun's mind was full of thoughts, his stomach was hungry, and his spirit was always tense. What he thought of was the珍玩 (zhen wan - precious objects/curios) that he had robbed and plundered along the way. When the Jin army was winning one victory after another, he didn't think these things were so precious, but when he thought of them at this time, what appeared in his mind was that he might not be able to bring these good things back.

There were also the women and children in his family. He didn't know if he would ever see them again.

These thoughts gradually turned into his last courage. He wanted to do something. This continued until late at night, when he couldn't help but doze off. When he woke up, it was already this early morning. His eyes looked at the riverbed, and he felt the trembling in his arms. This trembling came from hunger, cold, and also from fear.

He was about to act when suddenly, a sharp sound rang out in the night!

In the early hours of the second day of the third month, while the fighting on the Shiling and Xiukou line became fierce, chaos also began near Wangyuan Bridge.

This was an unexpected change that turned into an irreparable tragedy in the subsequent time.

…

At the second刻 (ke - quarter) of Chou Shi (1-3 AM), the long night was at its deepest. The Jurchen scouts hidden in the mountains several miles north of Wangyuan Bridge saw the light rising in the darkness. On the Wangyuan Bridge direction, the exploding firelight appeared particularly bright in the night.

The scouts rushed forward and used telescopes at the best viewing point to confirm the chaos on the other side of the river: A massacre was erupting in sight. At the Wangyuan Bridge end, the rioting prisoners were trying to冲击 (chong ji - charge/assault) the Huaxia Army's position or run into the river to try to escape. The Huaxia Army first met them with gun阵 (zhen - formation), and then organized a long gun-盾 (dun - shield)阵 (zhen - formation) to block the Jurchen prisoners who rushed over outside the bloodline of the massacre.

One by one, the bodies floated on the small river and piled up on the shore.

For the Jurchen scouts who had experienced years of征战 (zheng zhan - war) and厮杀 (si sha - killing), they had seen such scenes countless times, but it might have been the first time in many years that it had happened to the Jurchens.

The Huaxia Army dared to屠杀 (tu sha - massacre) Jurchen prisoners!

After killing King Baoshan in front of everyone, they dared to屠杀 (tu sha - massacre) the Yanshan Guard prisoners who had already surrendered!

Humiliation and anger exploded in the scout's mind. After confirming the scene in front of him again, he ran back towards Shiling. Soon, the Jurchen high-ranking officials who had not rested in this long night learned of this brutal and even inhuman news.

Wanyan Sheyema, who had failed to 강습 (gang xi - raid) Wangyuan Bridge, rushed into the camp wearing armor half-covered in blood. His eyes were bloodshot and his teeth were gnashing: "They are going too far. The one named Ning is going too far. I will kill his whole family and exterminate his nine clans! Otherwise, Sheyema will be ashamed of the Jurchen ancestors of all generations—"

Scolding and shouting were the main sounds in the Jurchen camp. Even Han Qixian, who had always been steady and calm, smashed the teacup on the table. Someone shouted, "In this situation, we can only fight the Huaxia Army to the death! No more retreating!"

Some also volunteered to be the vanguard. If they didn't break the Huaxia Army, they would die on the battlefield. Wanyan Zonghan, who had just experienced the pain of losing his son, clenched his fists tightly and slammed his fist on the table amidst the discussion and shouts of the crowd: "Is it useful!? What are you shouting乱 (luan - mess) about! Ning Yi is taking this action to force me to fight him to the death at this time! You don't know the importance of things, you are unworthy to be generals!!!"

In Zonghan's狂怒 (kuang nu - rage), everyone's righteous indignation stopped. In fact, which of the Jin army generals who could follow Zonghan to this point was not a hero with outstanding strategic vision? It was just that now, they could only say words to boost morale, and the decision to retreat could only be made by Zonghan himself.

The 屠杀 (tu sha - massacre) after the defeat, when it fell on their own heads, was indeed angering and uncomfortable, but in the old days, how many more than 100,000 or 1 million people had they killed? The Northwest was killed into a white land, and nine out of ten houses in the Central Plains were empty. These were all things they had done in the past. Now, Ning Yi was also so ferocious. On the one hand, it was clear that the villain was complacent after the victory and was venting his anger. On the other hand, it was obviously also to anger all the Jurchen troops, stay here, and carry out a large-scale battle.

Behind everyone's狂怒 (kuang nu - rage) was such speculation and calculation. In the Huaxia Army's Shiling command, what was presented was a different scene.

Ning Yi, who had only fallen asleep for less than an hour, was woken up from his sleep and reported on the events that broke out in the Wangyuan Bridge area. Ning Yi's face was gloomy, and he also拍 (pai - hit) the table: "What are you doing!" He grabbed the information and walked out.

It had been expected that the Jurchens would make many激烈的 (ji lie de - fierce/intense) reactions tonight. Various countermeasures had also been arranged on the front line, and it was not surprising what kind of conflicts broke out. But the negligence of Wangyuan Bridge was indeed unexpected.

In fact, this was also due to the Huaxia Army's lack of troop strength. After the Wangyuan Bridge battle, the soldiers who could be transferred to the front line had already been transferred to the front, and more troops had even begun to prepare for further offensives. By the night of the first day of the month, there were only close to 3,000 Huaxia Army soldiers left to guard the prisoners near Wangyuan Bridge.

The 3,000 fully armed Huaxia Army soldiers did not have any psychological fear in the face of more than 20,000 unarmed Yanshan Guard, but under the high-intensity combat rhythm, it was actually difficult to make the work of guarding the prisoners細緻 (xi zhi - meticulous/careful) in a short time. The large-scale troop movements before and after the first day of the month also made it difficult to immediately transfer the prisoners who were ten times their own number, not to mention that there were still many wounded soldiers who needed to be settled.

After experiencing hunger throughout the first day of the third month, the stomachs of the Jurchen prisoners were indeed empty, but the thoughts that had been stunned the day before finally began to revive at this time.

In the early morning of the second day of the month, some Jurchen soldiers chose to take risks, escaping from the crude prisoner camp and trying to escape through the河道 (he dao - river course). This escape was immediately discovered. The soldiers in charge of patrolling stabbed the escapees to death in the river. In the camp, hidden Jurchen generals shouted loudly, trying to take advantage of the darkness and the lack of Huaxia Army personnel to煽动 (shan dong - incite/instigate) a large-scale escape.

This was the first defeat of Yanshan Guard in many years. Although it was tragic, after a day, they could still regain some of their courage.

About 6,000 people in two separated prisoner camps participated in this gradually expanding escape. Due to the limitations of the river terrain, they could not choose many directions. Responsible for迎擊 (ying ji - fighting/attacking) them were about 500 火枪 (huo qiang - musket) troops. At each camp entrance, after three warnings, the 火枪 (huo qiang - musket) troops毫不犹豫 (hao bu you yu - without hesitation) began shooting. After two rounds of shooting, the soldiers put on刀 (dao - sword) and盾 (dun - shield),长枪 (chang qiang - spear), and formed a阵 (zhen - formation) to advance towards the front.

As one of the most elite troops of the Jurchens, the ferocity of the Yanshan Guard soldiers was well-known in the world. Even without weapons, they were lethal weapons and violent凶兽 (xiong shou - beasts) to ordinary people. But in this respect, the Huaxia Army soldiers were not necessarily inferior in the slightest. Facing the thin shield walls arranged in long rows, the Yanshan Guard soldiers risked their lives, trying to use the ferocity they had finally凝聚 (ning ju - condense/gather) to break through a road. They then rushed onto the坚定 (jian ding - firm/resolute) reefs like a whistling tide.

The assembled shield wall resisted the huge衝擊 (chong ji - impact), and the长枪 (chang qiang - spear) then stabbed out, piercing the front row of Jurchen soldiers in the blood. Then the shield wall turned over, and the刀 (dao - sword) light挥斩 (hui zhan - waved/chopped),斩杀 (zhan sha - killed/slaughtered) the first wave of Jurchen warriors in front of them. Then the shield flipped back and formed a shield wall again to迎 (ying - welcome) the next wave of衝擊 (chong ji - impact).

The光焰 (guang yan - light/flame) of帝江 (Di Jiang - a rocket) also发射 (fa she - launched) towards the side of the camp near the river.

"Escapees die—" The cold shouting響徹 (xiang che - resounded) the night sky. At this moment, the Huaxia Army guards did not show the slightest pity for these Jurchen prisoners who still dared to resist.

Nearly 2,000 people died in the chaos of that night. The反抗 (fan kang - resistance) will of the more than 20,000 Yanshan Guard also extinguished afterwards.

Ning Yi quietly listened to the process of suppressing the rebellion by Wangyuan Bridge in the command. His face was gloomy: "Is Chen Wei of the Second Division responsible for the guarding task of Wangyuan Bridge?"

Pang Liuan nodded: "Yes. His people just retreated from the front, and I originally wanted him to take a short rest..."

"Remove the brigade commander's position, immediately explain the problem, why did it become like this? Is it intentional negligence or unintentional negligence. I know that his family members died at the hands of the Jurchens, and his comrades died at the hands of the Jurchens, but if this continues, he will no longer be able to lead troops!"

The atmosphere in the command suddenly became凝重 (ning zhong - heavy/solemn). Ning Yi敲打 (qiao da - tapped/knocked) the table: "Do you think this is a great joy? More than 20,000 people have put down their swords and guns, what's so great about killing them all! But you are soldiers! Your task is to make this group of monkeys obey, not to let people take revenge by killing them! Everyone is tired these days, if it is unintentional negligence, I will demote him, if it is intentional, he does not deserve to be a soldier!瞎 (xia - reckless)搞 (gao - doing)!"

Pang Liuan nodded: "This matter must be investigated."

The whole matter was set in this way. Lin Qiu, who was responsible for the negotiation, stood up and said: "This matter, it is estimated that they also know about it now, and after dawn, they may make a fuss about it. How should we deal with it?"

Everyone looked at Ning Yi, and Ning Yi waved his hand: "What if they know? Pull out the rockets and shoot a few at Zonghan's side, bombarding those 王八蛋 (wang ba dan - sons of bitches)! Also, how many people died tonight, drag their heads over to them tomorrow, you tell Gao Qingyi that their people secretly came over and煽动 (shan dong - incite/instigate) the prisoners to escape. If there is such a thing again, there is no need to talk anymore! Fight immediately!"

…

In the Jurchen camp, Gao Qingyi said: "After dawn, I will definitely question the Huaxia Army about this matter!"

…

The Huaxia Army's technical team dragged the rockets and approached the front, retaliating against the Jurchens for煽动 (shan dong - inciting/instigating) the Wangyuan Bridge prisoners to escape.

…

Night turned into day, Shiling position. Lin Qiu walked towards Gao Qingyi, and before the other party opened his mouth, scolded him, and a暴怒 (bao nu - furious)骂 (ma - cursing) match broke out.

************

In the third month of the lunar calendar, southwest China, hidden in the peaceful atmosphere of the Shiling negotiations, a large-scale battle intertwined in the mountains and forests, with hundreds of thousands of people fleeing and pursuing in the mountain roads between Jiange and Zizhou. Black smoke columns and flames spread, and the blood and bones of countless people fertilized this already dense丛林 (cong lin - jungle).

This was the beginning of the reversal of the entire world situation.

A few days later, this news, which was like a lie, spread across the land of Jiangnan. Some were shocked, some questioned, some were暴怒 (bao nu - furious), some were茫然 (mang ran - bewildered), some wept, some were delighted, some had mixed feelings, and some were at a loss...

The world seemed to have changed its appearance in a dream...

Support (完本神站 - Wan Ben Shen Zhan) to share this site with those little partners who need it! Leave a message if you can't find the book!