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"...My grandfather, I remember him as a rigid old fellow."

"...He came from a scholarly family, and nothing extraordinary happened to him in his entire life. He loved to study from a young age, passed the imperial examinations in his youth, filled a substantive position, entered the court, and then left the court to return to his hometown to teach and educate people. His most prized possessions were the rooms full of books there. Looking back now, he was like a painting hung in the hall, wearing a serious face all year round. I was still young at the time, and I didn't dare to get close to this grandfather..."

"...When the Liao people came to kill, the army couldn't stop them. Those who could escape all escaped. I wasn't afraid. I was still young at the time and didn't know what was happening. My family all gathered together, and I was still running around in the hall. The old man was in the hall, talking about scholarship with a group of stiff uncles and elders. Everyone was... sitting upright, properly dressed, it was terrifying..."

"...I cried loudly, and he pointed at me and said that it was enough for one member of the family's bloodline to be passed down. I, damn it... survived with a group of women like that. Before leaving, my grandfather took my hand... I forgot whether he was holding me or hugging me. He took a torch and set fire to that row of houses that he treasured so much... He was eventually skinned and hung on a flagpole..."

In the courtyard, in front of the hall, the scholar, whose appearance was as feminine as a woman, held a teacup and poured the tea in the cup under the eaves. Inside the hall, under the eaves, the military general and soldiers were all listening to his words.

"...He doesn't drink alcohol, so I offer him tea as a tribute... I heard about these things from my grandmother later. A bunch of guys who couldn't even truss a chicken, the most earnest thing they did before they died was not to sharpen their knives and guns, but to tidy up their clothes. Someone would even be scolded if their clothes weren't proper. They're crazy..."

"...I've never cared about anything since I was a child, I've done everything. I've killed people, I've eaten people raw, I don't care if my clothes are untidy, I just want others to fear me. Heaven gave me this face, and my family is full of women. I was laughed at in the school in the capital, and later I was beaten. It doesn't matter if I'm beaten, but what if there are only women in my family? Whoever laughs at me, I'll bite them, tear their flesh, and swallow them raw..."

"...Later, one day, when I was thirteen, a government official in the capital bullied my family for not having a man, and harassed my weak-natured aunt. I rushed up and tore off half of his face, gouged out one of his eyes, and chewed it. The people around were frightened and grabbed me. I pointed at those people and told them that as long as I didn't die, sooner or later I would go to his house and devour his entire family, old and young, alive... Later, I was sent to the north... That guy doesn't even know where he is now..."

He poured the second cup of tea into the soil.

"...When I was in the north, the thing I was most concerned about was the women in my family. Grandma, mother, aunt, aunt, older and younger sisters... a large group of people. How could they survive without me? But later I realized that even in the most difficult times, they didn't lose to... haha, lose to you men..."

"...With my personality, I should have been working with that devil Ning, but later I didn't follow him. It's not because of these relatives... It's strange to say, when the devil Ning started his rebellion, I had a pretty good relationship with him, but he never notified me, didn't reveal even a clue..."

"...My Wang family has been a family of scholars for generations, but I've never felt like I've read much. What I want to be is a knight-errant, preferably a great demon, so everyone is afraid of me, and I can protect my family. What's a scholar? Wearing a scholar's robe and dressing up beautifully to kill the enemy? But, I don't know why, that pedantic... that group of pedantic old things..."

He poured the third cup of tea on the ground, and what flashed in his eyes didn't seem to be just the image of that old man from back then. The sounds of fighting and killing were faintly coming from a distance. Wang Shanyue, in his long robe, paused for a moment in his memories, raised his head, and walked towards the hall.

"...Those old things, I have to respect them..."

He walked to the table at the end of the hall and picked up the tall crown.

"...Everyone here is a true hero. These past days, I have asked you to follow my command, and Wang Shanyue feels ashamed. If there is anything I have done improperly, I will not apologize to you one by one here today. In the ten years since the Jurchens came south, the blood debts owed are too numerous to record. It is an honor for my wife and I to fight alongside you here... a great honor."

He put on the tall hat, slowly and steadily tied the straps, and fixed it with a long hairpin. Then, Wang Shanyue reached out and picked up the long saber on the table.

"...Everyone, it seems that Daming Prefecture is no longer defensible. We have held these guys here for half a year, and what should be done has been done. I dare not say whether we can get out. At the moment, I only want to personally seek justice from the Jurchens... for the blood debts of the past ten years—"

The cold light of the blade flashed across the hall. At this moment, Wang Shanyue, dressed in a snow-white robe and crown, revealed a generous and heroic smile on his seemingly refined face.

"Brothers, the Jurchen forces are strong, and the road has been exhausted. I don't know where we can go, I don't know if we can still get out alive, and even if we can get out alive, I don't know how many more years it will take before we can recover this blood debt from the hands of the Jurchens. But I know, and I am sure, that one day, there will be people like you and me who can restore our Han Chinese civilization and rectify our attire... If anyone here can survive, please help us watch."

He smiled: "...Now, let's go collect our debts."

There were sounds of agreement, resounding among the footsteps of the people.

On the 23rd day of the third month of the tenth year of the Jian Shuo era, the outer wall of Daming Prefecture was breached, and the entire city fell into fierce street fighting. After a full half-year of defense, the besieging soldiers who finally entered the city discovered that Daming Prefecture was now densely packed with many fortifications, and in conjunction with explosives, traps, and interconnected tunnels, the troops who had relaxed slightly after entering the city suffered a head-on blow.

However, losing the defense of the city walls was, after all, a great weakening. Wanyan Chang, the Jurchen general who was stationed in Daming Prefecture, was skilled in internal affairs and logistics, and his military strategy was known for being conservative. He directed more than 200,000 Han Chinese soldiers to enter the city for a thorough search, digging three feet into the ground and advancing step by step, while at the same time, he extensively recruited the surrendered troops who were willing to surrender and were in desperate straits. Therefore, by the third day of the city's fall, small groups of troops or individuals had already begun to surrender, cooperating with the Jurchen offensive to break through the city's defensive lines.

Some troops also attempted to break out of the city, but Wanyan Chang's more than 30,000 directly controlled Jurchen troops took on the task of breaking through the siege. With the superior cavalry and eagles cooperating in sweeping and chasing, almost no one was able to leave the area of Daming Prefecture alive under such circumstances.

Having been raided by Wang Shanyue's army and then forcibly holding off 30,000 Jurchen elites for as long as half a year, as far as the Jin army was concerned, this group of Wang Shanyue's people had to be completely exterminated.

While gradually besieging and sweeping, Wanyan Chang also kept a close eye on his rear. In the past month, the Huaxia Army, which had won a victory in Linzhou, had launched a surprise attack from the northwest after a short period of rest, and the purpose was self-evident.

Carrying the momentum of defeating Shuliesu, the movements of this army frightened many city garrisons along the way. The Huaxia Army's tracks had repeatedly appeared near several key grain storage towns north of Daming Prefecture, and a few days ago, it even took advantage of a gap to raid Suyang, the granary to the north. With most of the troops under Li Xizhi's command being transferred to Daming Prefecture, emergency dispatches from various places were being sent to Wanyan Chang.

But Wanyan Chang ignored them.

As for the 28th of March, half of Daming Prefecture had been cleared. At this time, the Jurchen army no longer accepted surrenders. The army in the city was aroused with a determination born of desperation, fighting tenaciously and fiercely, but Wanyan Chang did not care about this situation. More than 200,000 Han Chinese troops entered from all directions of the city, launching the most violent attacks on the remaining ten thousand or so troops in the city, while the 30,000 Jurchen soldiers were stationed outside the city, and no matter how many people died in the city, he remained unmoved.

He was waiting for the Huaxia Army to come, although it was also possible that the army would not come again.

Thirteen thousand against Shuliesu's thirty-five thousand, no one could avoid being weakened in such circumstances. If this army did not come, he would first eat up everyone in Daming Prefecture, and then turn around and drown this remnant of the Black Flag Army with superior forces. If they came rashly, Wanyan Chang would also swallow them in one gulp, thereby settling the war north of the Yangtze River.

……

Let's go back two days, north of Daming Prefecture, a small city called Suyang.

After seizing the warehouses here, the Huaxia Army team, which had transferred from the bloody battle in Linzhou, received some rest and ate their fill for a few days.

Although the great battle in Linzhou ultimately defeated Shuliesu, the reduction in the Huaxia Army's strength, after statistics, approached half. Among the half that were reduced, some died and some were seriously injured, and those with minor injuries were not even counted. In the end, there were only about six thousand four hundred Huaxia Army members who could still participate in the battle, and the participation of the Linzhou garrison, such as Shi Guang'en and others, barely brought the number of this army back to thirteen thousand, but although the newly joined manpower had enthusiasm, it was naturally impossible for them to exert the same tenacious combat power as before in actual combat.

There had been many discussions within the army about whether to continue rescuing Daming Prefecture. In the original plan, the Huaxia Army would defend Jin, assist the Jin Prince's territory to first establish a relatively solid anti-Jin alliance, and then borrow troops from the Jin Prince when there was a little spare time to launch a surprise attack on Daming Prefecture to assist Wang Shanyue in breaking through the encirclement. This was the most ideal state. Now, of course, it was impossible.

Thirteen thousand people against Shuliesu was already extremely difficult. In this broken state, attacking Daming Prefecture, which had a Jurchen army of thirty thousand and a Han Chinese army of more than two hundred thousand, was tantamount to suicide. During this period, the Huaxia Army launched many harassments around the area, exhausting their strength to elicit a response from Wanyan Chang, but Wanyan Chang's response also proved that he was the kind of general who would never be easy to deal with without using unusual tactics.

For such a general, there was no need to expect even a lucky beheading.

Not going to rescue and watching the people of Daming Prefecture die, going to rescue and everyone dying together. Everyone found such a choice extremely difficult to make.

But by this night, the decision was made...

……

On March 26th, near the training ground outside Suyang Town, bonfires were lit one after another.

In the previous Huaxia Army, there were often mobilization meetings to rectify military discipline or boost morale. After absorbing new members, such meetings became even more frequent. Even the newly joined Huaxia Army members were now familiar with such gatherings. The venue was organized by regiment. This day's mobilization meeting looked no different from the previous days.

On the east side of the venue, staff officer Li Nian entered the venue with Shi Guang'en and began to "lecture" after a brief exchange of greetings.

"...During the Xiaocang River period, all the way to the present Southwest, there was a title in the Huaxia Army called 'Comrade'. What is a 'Comrade'? Friends who share a common aspiration call each other comrade. This title is not forced on everyone, but it is a very formal and solemn title."

"...What is the Huaxia Army's aspiration? Our ancestors have lived and grown here for millions of years, and our ancestors have done many commendable things. Some say that China has the beauty of attire, called Hua, and the greatness of etiquette, therefore called Xia. We create good things and have good etiquette and spirit, therefore we are called Huaxia. The Huaxia Army is built on these good things. Those good people, good spirits, are like you in front of you, like other Huaxia Army brothers. Facing the menacing Jurchens, we will never yield. We defeated them in Xiaocang River! We defeated them in Linzhou! In Xuzhou, our brothers are still fighting! Facing the trampling of the enemy, we will not stop resisting. This spirit can be called a part of Huaxia."

"...There are many other virtues in this world. Even in the Wu Dynasty, if civil officials truly worried about national affairs and military generals died on the battlefield, they could all be called a part of Huaxia. In peacetime, if you do things for the people and care for the old and weak, these are also Huaxia. But there are also dirty things. When the Jurchens first came south, Prime Minister Qin devoted himself to the country, and Qin Shaohe defended Taiyuan to the death. In the end, countless sacrifices saved a glimmer of hope for the Wu Dynasty..."

"...However, for the sake of court struggles and intrigue, the court did not provide rescue to Taiyuan, so that Taiyuan was broken after a year of hard defense, and the entire city's people were slaughtered. The governor, Qin Shaohe, was chopped into pieces by the Jurchens, and his head was hung on the city gate. In the capital, Prime Minister Qin was imprisoned, exiled three thousand miles, and eventually killed on the road. Mr. Ning slaughtered Zhou Zhe in the Golden Palace!"

"...Over the years, whether it was Xiaocang River or the Southwest, many people said that even if we were to rebel, there was no need to kill Zhou Zhe, otherwise the Huaxia Army could have more retreats and the road could be wider. It sounds reasonable, but the facts have proved that those who think they have a way out cannot do great things! Over the years, the road of the Wu Dynasty has become narrower and narrower, and our Huaxia Army has emerged from the desperate situation of Xiaocang River, and we are getting stronger and stronger! It is we who defeated Shuliesu! In the Southwest, we have already taken the entire Chengdu Plain! Why—"

Li Nian waved his hand: "Because we do the right things! We do excellent things! We go forward without hesitation! We fight to the death with people first, and then negotiate with them. And those who negotiate first and then fantasize about fighting to the death when it doesn't work, they will be eliminated by this world! Just imagine, when Mr. Ning saw so many disgusting things, saw so much injustice, he swallowed it, endured it, and Zhou Zhe continued to be his emperor and lived well all along. How could Mr. Ning let people know that he was willing to give up everything for those wrongly dead meritorious officials! No one would believe him! But he killed Zhou Zhe, and this road is difficult to walk. But without risking his life, there is no road that can be walked in the world—"

"...This time when we go south, everyone more or less understands what we are going to do. Just to the south, Wanyan Chang is leading more than 200,000 cowards to attack Daming Prefecture. They have been attacking for half a year! There is a group of heroes who knew that there were no reinforcements near Daming Prefecture, and once they went in, it would be difficult to retreat completely, but they still risked everything they had and persisted there for half a year. Wanyan Zongbi led an army of 300,000, trying to attack them, but failed... They are remarkable people."

The whistling firelight reflected the shadows of the people: "...But it is not easy to save them. Many people say that we may put ourselves in Daming Prefecture. I tell you, Wanyan Chang is also waiting for us to go over and eat us in Daming Prefecture in one bite, in order to wash away the shame of Shuliesu's crushing defeat! Everyone, do we take a safe road and watch that group of people in Daming Prefecture die, or do we risk the possibility of us going deep into danger and try to rescue them..."

"...Among that group of people, many of them lost their families in the process of the Jurchens coming south, and many of them lost their siblings and parents because of resistance. They have nothing left, so they are resolute. That General Wang Shanyue, all the men in his family have died in the past resistance, and he is the only descendant of the Wang family, but he stayed in Daming Prefecture. Last year, during the process of seizing Daming Prefecture, this General Wang said that there was no need for the Huaxia Army to come to rescue..."

"Just two days ago, the city wall of Daming Prefecture was breached, and the final street fighting is now taking place in the city..."

The wind swirled, passing over the square. Li Nian's voice paused there, his eyes sweeping around.

"We are going to rescue them."

He said.

"—Because this is the right thing to do, this is the spirit of the Huaxia Army. When these heroes, in order to resist the Jurchens, give everything they have, someone should go to save them! Even if we have to pay a lot for it, even if we have to face danger, even if we have to pay blood and even life! Because to defeat the Jurchens, we can't rely on us alone, because we need more and more like-minded people, because when one day we fall into such a dangerous situation, we also need thousands upon thousands of Huaxia people to rescue us—"

"This world is a very narrow road! We can only get through it by risking our lives! If these bastards stand in our way, we will chop them up with our knives, tear them apart with our teeth. Everyone... Fellow Comrades! We are going to rescue people in Daming Prefecture! This battle will be difficult, very difficult, but no one can stop us head-on. We have already proven this in Linzhou."

His voice had already fallen, but it was not low, but a calm and firm tone. Among the crowd, those who had just joined the Huaxia Army couldn't wait to shout out, while the veterans were calm and unwavering, their eyes cold and stern. In the firelight, one could only hear Li Nian say in the end: "Prepare yourselves, we will depart in half an hour."

He waved his hand and handed the speech over to the regiment leader, Shi Guang'en. Shi Guang'en blinked his eyes, his lips slightly open, still in a state of excitement and shock. At the high-level meeting just now, this staff officer named Li Nian had raised many unfavorable factors, and the meeting had also summarized the situations that would be faced this time, which was a true nine deaths and one survival. This made Shi Guang'en's spirit quite gloomy, but he didn't expect that as soon as he came out, Li Nian, who was responsible for cooperating with him, said such a thing. His heart was surging with enthusiasm, and he couldn't wait to immediately rush to the Jurchens and give them a good beating.

Staff Officer Li is really remarkable... While clapping hard, Shi Guang'en thought in his heart that after this battle, he would have to learn from Staff Officer Li's ability to speak like this.

But such an opportunity never came.

On March 28th, one hour after the rescue of Daming Prefecture began, staff officer Li Nian sacrificed in this fierce battle. After that, Shi Guang'en fought in the Huaxia Army for many years, but he always remembered this mobilization meeting he participated in during the early days of his participation in the Huaxia Army, that kind of optimism and firmness that was still maintained after having a deep understanding of the current situation, and the accompanying, that tragic and unparalleled rescue...

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