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Eleven years had passed since the Jurchen first went south after Jin destroyed Liao. Search: \(?Complete?This?Site) to read high-quality literature for free. In the autumn of the ninth year of Wujian Shuo, the Jin Kingdom launched its fourth campaign against Wu, with 300,000 troops going south to the Central Plains from the east. Compared to the fierce spontaneous resistance during the Jurchens' first southward invasion and the cruelty of the Jurchen's一路屠城 (massacring cities along the way), after nearly ten years of puppet Qi and Jurchen rule and slaughter, the resistance in the Central Plains north of the Yellow River in July was muted. Perhaps it also meant that the legitimacy of the Wu Dynasty's rule in the Central Plains had fallen to a low point.

At the end of July, a true organized and planned resistance by major forces finally began. Compared to the folk resistance, which depended more on the people's consciousness, like the vast ocean, the resistance at this time, dominated by a clear will, was more like a premeditated assassination, the clash of edges fierce and violent, wanting to subdue the enemy to death in the first time and raise momentum and advantage.

On July 24th, Wang Shan's Guangwu Army took Daming.

On the 26th, Li Xizhi's 170,000-strong army, which had been building up strength, came south. At the same time, Jurchen general Wuda led 10,000 Jurchen troops originally stationed in the Central Plains to go south in parallel, rushing to the banks of the Yellow River to prevent Wang Shan's Liangshan navy from突袭 (suddenly attacking) the eastern route army's渡头 (ferry crossing).

On the 28th, 11,000 Black Flag Army suddenly gathered and captured Zengtou City. After a day's rest, they came south toward Daming Prefecture.

On August 4th, 170,000 troops gathered in Daming Prefecture, preparing to attack the city. More than 36,000 Guangwu troops in the city, along with more than 3,000 righteous soldiers from nearby mountain strongholds who came to reinforce, were ready to fight. At this time, the Black Flag Army had crossed Gaotang and were heading straight for Li Xizhi.

The resistance in various places on the north bank of the Yellow River unfolded in a chain reaction. The most intense was the surprise attack on the Jurchen grain transport unit outside Zhen Ding City. In Zhen Ding City, Qi Yan's mansion was突袭 (attacked), and the frequency of arson and assassination incidents suddenly exploded. A large number of leaflets suddenly appeared in Hejian, Gaotang, and other places—although many people in the city were illiterate, it was enough to shrink the entire atmosphere and situation to the most urgent level. The continuous outbreak of incidents was like a series of rapid war drums, spreading the entire situation.

Those who could learn about the entire situation were not only the Jurchens going south. Li Xizhi, who had been operating in this area for many years, under Daming Prefecture, was probably the first to collect every piece of information. The army's war preparations had become extremely urgent, and the siege of Daming Prefecture was imminent, but the Black Flag's fierce momentum forced him to turn back. The staff in the army kept discussing, some nervous and some suspicious.

"The Black Flag is going to fight a decisive battle with our army in one go!"

"It must be a diversionary tactic! Even if it is the Black Flag, it shouldn't be so rash!"

"General Wuda is still nearby. This Black Flag force from Liangshan is only a flank, not the main force. Once it is held back, it will only be asking for its own destruction!"

"A diversion!"

"...Don't forget Xiaocang River!"

"And don't forget the vanguard of the Fourth Prince Zongbi!"

The staff's吵 (arguing) was annoying. Li Xizhi could only put on a domineering and calm posture. On the one hand, he slowly besieged the city. On the other hand, he mobilized 13,000 garrison troops between Daming Prefecture and Gaotang, and at the same time ordered his general Feng Qize to set up a defense line with 30,000 troops at Linhe Ao, a pass on the way, and prepare for battle. On August 6th, at the Linhe Ao pass, Feng Qize saw the approaching Black Flag troops. At this time, iron cannons, bows and arrows, and various defenses above the Linhe Ao pass were ready for battle. Inside the pass were a crowded 43,000 people. Opposite them, in the Black Flag's 10,000-strong formation, Guan Sheng, with his Green Dragon Crescent Blade, came out of the formation, his killing intent awe-inspiring.

"We're going to fight! These little brats, don't they understand?!" Guan Sheng's shout reached the city wall, with a domineering air of looking down on all directions. "Surrender quickly, you worthless rabble! Otherwise, you'll die!"

"My city is strong and my cannons are powerful, four times more than you! You mice are dizzy and came to die, which is just adding to my merits!"

"I'm afraid you haven't been to Xiaocang River with this four times more!"

"Haha, who was the one who ran away with their tails between their legs in the end!" Feng Qize debated without hindrance and did not show weakness. Guan Sheng under the city laughed heartily and finally waved his Guan blade: "Then go die! Monkeys!" After saying that, he spurred his horse back.

Feng Qize thought that the other party would say a few more words, so he could also服 (subdue) the other party in terms of momentum. He didn't expect the other party to leave as soon as he said so, so he had to沉下心来 (calm down). It was not yet afternoon, and he himself sat down on the city wall, ordering all the soldiers and military law teams to be ready for battle and never slack off, waiting for the Black Flag's attack. In these years of guarding against the Black Flag, the biggest impression that the people in the north had of the Black Flag was the infiltration ability that was ubiquitous after the retreat from Xiaocang River. For these things, Li Xizhi's army had also been purged several times, and Feng Qize had also strengthened the supervision between the soldiers on the city wall. As for the strength of the Black Flag army beyond infiltration, it could only be solved by going all out and facing it head-on.

On the opposite position, the Black Flag's war drums were beating one after another, never stopping. This was a simple strategy to tire the enemy, and Feng Qize was unmoved. In the afternoon, he reacted and said to the deputy general: "I expect that the Black Flag's intention is not to pull out Linhe Ao, nor is it to attack Li Shuai's central army. The Black Flag, led by Xin Mo, is full of cunning plans and wouldn't forcibly attack a strong city. I'm afraid there are other purposes."

The deputy general said: "General is wise, then how should we deal with it?"

"No need to deal with it." Feng Qize shook his head, "Now Daming Prefecture is Li Shuai's responsibility. If the Black Flag bypasses Linhe Ao to rescue Daming, our 40,000 troops will move out and attack from both sides. Even the Black Flag would not dare to take such a risk. If their purpose is not in Daming Prefecture, then let them mess around for a few days. Once the Jurchen main force arrives, this small group of Black Flag will have no way to escape."

Although that's what he said, the defense on the city wall was not slackened in the slightest until night fell. After darkness fell, lights were lit on both sides, and the sound of drums continued. This continued until late at night, at the second刻 (quarter) of Zishi. The sound of drums stopped.

The firelight moved forward, and one rider came out first, wearing armor, holding a dark red spear, and raised a hand in front of the formation.

The two heads of the battle were submerged by suffocation, and this silence lasted for a moment.

"Brothers of the Black Flag, the Jurchens are coming!"

The voice sounded.

"Eleven years ago, when the Jurchens first came south, Zhu Biao followed Mr. Ning and defeated the Jurchen's attack head-on under Bianliang City and defended Bianliang! The Jurchens defeated the million-strong army of Bianliang, but they did not defeat us!"

"In the past eleven years, from Bianliang to Xiaocang River, to Liangshan and now. I have seen the Jurchens defeat countless armies, seen them slaughter countless Han Chinese, kill our parents, and occupy our land! Many people knelt down—the people opposite knelt down! We—have never knelt down!"

"This morning, the people above shouted loudly to us, hehe, they are four times more than us, haha, they have strong cities and powerful cannons, hehehehe hahahaha—"

In the darkness, countless laughter rang out, spreading out.

"What are a group of kneeling people? Let the ghosts who died with their eyes open under Bianliang City tell them! How many troops did the Jurchens use to defeat a million people under Bianliang City! Let the corpses all over the mountains and valleys of Xiaocang River tell them, what is a million people without the Jurchens' intervention! And the Jurchens did not defeat us. In the northwest, we killed their army god Wanyan Lou Shi, and on the city of Yanzhou, we personally beheaded Ci Bushi!"

"This is the place where adults fight, the place where you live or die! I told them, but they didn't listen! Brothers, these spineless people are accidentally挡 (blocking) in front."

The air had tightened, and silence fell. Zhu Biao turned his head and cast his gaze toward the city wall. Then, the sound of drums roared.

"Everyone—"

Boom—

"—Trample them to death!!!"

The shouts came like a tide, and Feng Qize, watching this scene from above the city wall, widened his eyes.

"Crazy..."

Then he turned his head. Hysterical.

"Defend the city—"

The sound of cannons sounded in the black night, constantly exploding, and the rain of arrows fell from top to bottom, and countless flames rose from bottom to top. The云梯 (ladders) were架 (set up) against the city wall, and the hooks and ropes flew over under the launching of the giant crossbows. Feng Qize拔 (drew) his long sword and shouted "Defend the city," while walking and muttering: "Crazy." "Damn madmen." He patrolled the city wall for a moment, suddenly警觉 (alertly) looked back, and the guards following him were frightened, but Feng Qize just gave them a couple of looks and then clenched his teeth and walked forward.

"Order Lu Ming to watch over the key points of the city defense. If anyone moves異动 (suspiciously), kill them without mercy! All the military law teams cheer up for me!"

"There must be a trick, there must be a trick, it must be collusion from within..."

"...Second brother, take people to Lu Ming's place, protect him...watch him!"

The situation of the siege became fierce to the extreme in the first moment. Feng Qize巡视 (patrolled) while predicting the places he had miscalculated. However, the real pressure was on the front line of the city defense. At this moment, the soldiers on the city felt the same fierce offensive as the Jurchens attacking Bianliang. In the black night, the vanguard of the Chinese army went up madly along the吊索 (ropes). The soldiers on the city had experienced half a day of apprehension, drum harassment, and the high pressure and paranoia of the military law team. They had not had time to change defenses for the second time, and the duration of the siege had not even reached a刻 (quarter) of an hour. On the south side of the city defense, three Black Flag vanguard soldiers登城 (ascended the city).

The vanguard soldiers, who had experienced the bloody battle of Xiaocang River, held shields and waved their swords, killing toward the soldiers defending the city. In the night, the killing gods who登城 (ascended the city) were covered in blood and flesh. In a moment, two more people came up from the云梯 (ladder) in the back. Feng Qize led the soldiers to rescue them, but before they approached, the city wall in front had been blocked by soldiers, and the rockets under the city were still rising. Feng Qize shouted: "Push them up, kill them back!"

Someone else shouted: "No retreat! Those who retreat will be killed without mercy—"

The situation on this side was slightly resisted, and on the other end, Zhu Biao and Guan Sheng stepped onto the city wall. As the leader of the Black Flag at this time, the登城 (ascending the city) of the Incinerating Spear was particularly obvious. Countless arrows flew over, Zhu Biao held a spear in one hand and托 (supported) a large shield in the other, pushing and撞 (ramming) forward猛烈 (fiercely). Guan Sheng窥准 (aimed) at the gap and rushed out, his long blade舞 (waving), blood light弥漫 (filled the air). Soon, the vanguard soldiers in the back also followed.

The boiling slaughter spread along the two ends of the city wall from the breach point and then压 (pressed) towards the middle. Feng Qize was歇斯底里 (hysterical), constantly揮 (waving) his sword to督战 (supervise the battle), but the soldiers below the city wall were killed and could no longer come up. In the occasional轰鸣 (roaring) of the cannons, after Zishi, the Linhe Ao pass易手 (changed hands), and the fierce slaughter was still推进 (advancing).

In the thirteenth year of Wujing Han, that is, eleven years ago, when the Jurchens went south, Li Xizhi's troops did not move. When the Jurchens went south for the second time, he投靠 (pledged allegiance) to the Jurchens. During the Xiaocang River battle, Li Xizhi was located in the east, developing vigorously, but the soldiers sent were the least. Feng Qize's subordinates, whether new or old soldiers, although they had experienced battles and even participated in the encirclement and suppression of Dulonggang, had never faced the full-strength attack of the Jurchen or Black Flag elite.

On August 7th, the Linhe Ao pass fell, and tens of thousands of溃兵 (defeated soldiers) fled toward Daming Prefecture. That morning, Li Xizhi received this让人头皮发麻 (hair-raising) news.

The Black Flag madmen were killing over recklessly.

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