The man whom Jin Yuji loved deeply led the men of the Han family to fight in a bloody battle on the south bank of the Hun River. The Ming army piled up mountains of corpses and seas of blood under the city of Shenyang, and finally defeated Jiannu and killed tens of thousands of Tatars. Finally, he personally wielded his sword to kill the slave chieftain, avenging the bloody vengeance of Jin Yuji and thousands of Liao people.
The Ming Dynasty was shaken by the great victory in Hunhe. Emperor Longyan was delighted and gave her official the title of Marquis to guard Liaodong. The title he received was higher than that of Li Chengliang.
The officials rewarded the three armies, and after she recovered from her injuries, she led her troops in triumph.
Back in Kaiyuan, the officials held a banquet to formally marry Jin Yuji. He, who had always been simple, actually spent a large sum of money to decorate the city with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the soldiers and the people congratulated him.
That day, the sky was filled with stinging insects.
Jin Yuji, who was wearing a phoenix crown, was held by the officials and walked through the colorful fallen flowers. Everyone sent them blessings, and even Mrs. Gaoming looked at her with a smile in the crowd.
After her marriage, she followed the officials on horseback to the south, and saw all the prosperity of the south of the Yangtze River, traveled ten miles in the spring breeze, and admired the bright moon over twenty-four bridges.
But one day, Jin Yuji and the officials were walking on the streets of Hangzhou City, and they saw the attire and makeup, and the prosperity and bustle everywhere they looked. In a teahouse on the street, Feng Menglong's storybook "The White Snake Forever Towns the Leifeng Pagoda" was being read.
When Jin Yuji was in North Korea, she loved to read these Ming Dynasty storytelling novels and scripts. After arriving in Kaiyuan, she read a lot of them, but the storybooks in Liaodong were not updated as quickly as those in Jiangnan. After finally arriving in Jiangnan, she pestered officials to go in and listen to the story of the White Snake.
The two went upstairs to find a seat and ate tea fruits. The storyteller told the story from Bai Suzhen and Xu Xuan falling in love at first sight when they were in the same boat taking shelter from the rain, all the way to Fahai imprisoning Xu Xuan, the green and white snakes flooding the Jinshan Temple, and the teahouse filled with tea drinkers. Bursts of cheers.
Jin Yuji listened with great interest, and reached out to get the tea fruit for the officials to eat, when she was suddenly photographed from behind.
A sharp pain in my shoulder.
The teahouse in front of me suddenly collapsed and turned into nothingness.
Jin Yuji woke up from her dream.
The late autumn sunshine shines around the tent, making people feel a rare warmth.
In the distance, the golden rice fields are blown by the breeze and the rice waves are rolling.
There were two traces of tears left in the corners of Jin Yuji's eyes.
"It would be great if that were the case."
She was lying on the bed of Lord Commander-in-Chief, covered with a warm quilt. The blood-stained mandarin duck jacket was gone and she was replaced by a clean skirt and jacket.
The bedding was surrounded by the scent of officials. Jin Yuji felt like she was being embraced by officials, and petals from the sky were falling on them.
Although she had no physical contact with Guanren, she was already very familiar with his aura. He was a great hero in her heart. When she was dying, she faintly heard that the official said that he would never leave her.
Jin Yuji smiled knowingly, and the severe pain in her shoulder seemed to be relieved a lot. At this time, a messy noise suddenly came from her ears.
The sound of bamboo whistles and the neighing of war horses floated over the camp.
She woke up suddenly and grabbed the plum blossom dagger under the pillow like a reflex.
The official didn't know what was wrong. She was about to get up, but as soon as her arms reached the bed, a sharp pain of tearing bones and flesh engulfed her whole body.
She gritted her teeth and moaned.
At this time, footsteps were heard outside the tent.
She quickly grasped the dagger.
An old soldier with a gray beard came in, holding a steaming soup bowl in his hand.
Jin Yuji put down the dagger. She knew this old soldier. He was a medical doctor in the army. Everyone called him Lao Songtou.
Lao Songtou was originally a doctor from Fushun. He was taciturn and philanthropic. He often provided free medical treatment to the poor around him.
In the forty-sixth year of Wanli, Fushun fell.
Hearing that the Song family had considerable savings, a group of thugs broke down the door and robbed them all.
No one in the family of thirteen was left alive. Lao Song's fifteen-year-old daughter was raped by the mob and thrown into a well to death.
Old Songtou happened to be dispensing medicine for patients outside the city that day. When he came home, he saw with his own eyes a scar-faced thug raping his daughter...
His family members died, and Lao Songtou also went crazy and became a crazy wandering doctor.
He wandered all the way in Liaodong, walking along the Hun River, and finally reached Kaiyuan and met Mr. Liu.
Liu Zhaosun took him in and lived in the military camp. He gave him two taels of silver every month and asked him to boil medicine for wounded soldiers to heal their injuries.
Old Songtou lived in Kaiyuan for half a year, and his madness gradually recovered. However, his temper was still weird, and he didn't want Liu Zhaosun's salary. He always told everyone he met that he was a miracle doctor and could save anyone.
"It's not easy to survive two arrow wounds! Fortunately, I met you and healed you."
"It's the skirt and coat that Mr. Liu changed for you. He carried you back."
Old Songtou put down the soup and turned to leave without looking at Jin Yuji.
Hearing that she was brought back by an official, Jin Yuji felt warm in her heart. She slightly let go of the quilt covering her chest, looked at the back of Old Songtou, and asked eagerly:
"He was slashed by a Tatar! What happens now?!"
Old Songtou curled his lips, looked at the soldiers running outside the tent, and said with some displeasure:
"It didn't penetrate the internal organs, it was just a skin injury. If I can't cure it, my title as the number one miracle doctor in Liaodong will be in vain."
Jin Yuji's anxious heart was slightly relieved. Seeing that Old Song was about to leave again, she asked again:
"Where is Mr. Liu now?"
Old Songtou said impatiently:
"My lord has led his troops across the river. He is going to kill the Jiannu today and avenge the Liao people! You drink the medicine quickly. The auxiliary soldiers have followed him across the river. I don't have enough manpower here. There are many wounded soldiers waiting for my treatment!"
After saying this, Old Songtou left. After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped again, turned his back to Jin Yuji, and muttered:
"I think I had a daughter before, but I don't seem to have one. She is as old as you."
"Korean girl, remember, don't move around. You need to rest for the wounds caused by the arrows."
"It's a trivial matter that you lost your life. If the wound breaks out, Mr. Liu will blame me for my poor medical skills! I am the number one miracle doctor in Liaodong!"
Old Songtou walked out of the tent and was still chattering.
Jin Yuji felt a little uneasy, but the officials had already planned and should be able to defeat Jiannu.
After calming down for a while, thinking that she had to recover quickly so that she could go to protect the officials, she picked up the soup, gritted her teeth, and drank it all in one gulp.
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At this time, three miles away from Jin Yuji, Huang Taiji, the leader of the Zhengbai Banner, was standing on the mountain with his one eye on the left, carefully observing the battlefield of Hunhe River where corpses were strewn.
"My master is wise, Liu Zhaosun has indeed come to Shenyang. Fortunately, we gave up the siege in time and opened the original source, otherwise we would have fallen into this thief's scheme again!"
A horse came out from Huang Taiji's side. Riding on the horse was a Han-looking general. There was originally a scar on his face, but now a new wound was added.
Seeing that the flag owner was silent, the scarred Han man said again:
"He thought that Hu Duntu could block the Zhengbai Banner, but he underestimated us. Master, please lead me to lead the brave warriors, rush down the mountain immediately, kill Liu Zhaosun in formation, and avenge the master!"
Huang Taiji's right eye was wrapped with a black cloth. He squinted his left eye and looked at the Kaiyuan Army's position under the mountain.
In fact, he also wanted to see the Houjin Camp on the south bank of the Hun River, but his one eye was really unable to do what he wanted, and he could only see a white mist on the surface of the Hun River.
He returned his gaze to the north bank position and murmured:
"There are no flags or golden drums, no trenches, and no decorations on the horses. It looks like an empty camp."
Huang Taiji touched his chin with his hand, thought for a moment, turned around and said to the Han man:
"Cao Zhongqing, you lead a team of sentry horses and be careful to see if there is anyone in the camp. If you encounter a small group of Ming troops, kill them all without leaving any survivors, so that they can't report to Liu Zhaosun!"
Cao Zhongqing, the real Cao Zhongqing of Niulue in Zhengbai Banner, immediately got off his horse and kowtowed to his new master while half-kneeling.
The scar on his face trembled with a charming smile:
"Hey! Master, don't worry, my slave has never failed to kill Nikan!"
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In Huang Taiji's eyes, the south bank of the Hun River was chaotic. In fact, the battle between Liu Zhaosun and Nurhachi had already turned the south bank into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The surprise that Liu Zhaosun left for Babeile has not been completely erased. Huang Taiji's eyes and ears are not working well now, so he can't see or hear clearly.
However, Rong Touqiang could hear clearly.
He heard the shouts of killing from the north gate getting farther and farther away, and expected that the soldiers would soon join the Zhejiang soldiers. He looked at the children huddled in the corner, turned back to Peng Yong, who was still killing outside the alley, and said angrily:
"Chuanwazi, have you finished cutting your sugar cane? Don't look for trouble! It will affect several brothers! Just save this child!"
Peng Yong got tired of hearing the wolf soldier mentioning sugar cane, as if it was delicious.
The white-pole soldier didn't pay attention to Rong Touqiang. He held down the drunk Ye Heren with one hand and raised the dagger with the other.
Next to them, several Yehe people who had been shot by short crossbows were howling on the ground. The mob that had just slaughtered their neighbors was lying at the entrance of the alley, with their heads cut off.
Under the panicked gaze of the Jizhou Qingpi, Peng Yong raised his knife and cut Ye Heren's neck like a chicken.
"What are you looking at? You little bastard! You are more hateful than a Tartar!"
After Peng Yong said that, he swung the knife suddenly, and the green-skinned neck was immediately cut off, and he fell over holding his neck.
The group of Ye He warriors who had robbed the wealthy businessmen were now lying on the ground, making gurgling sounds from their throats, looking at the murderous god who suddenly appeared in horror.
Peng Yong said angrily to the wolf soldiers in the alley:
"It's too slow, and you won't help. I killed them all by myself. Use a hammer, the immortal is stupid! I'm just waiting for Ding Bi to come over and have a fight with him!"
After Peng Yong said that, he glanced around the street warily.
At the intersection of North and South Street, more than a hundred steps south of him, hundreds of Liao people looked to the north like rabbits in fear, including some young and strong men.
They saw Peng Yong killing people from a distance, and they probably thought he was a Jurchen and did not dare to escape this way.
People kept coming to the street, craning their necks to look this way, neither retreating nor moving forward.
"Go away with a hammer, you are a bunch of cowards!"
Peng Yong spat and went to kill another Yehe man like a chicken.
He had just raised the dagger in his hand when he suddenly heard the whizzing sound of arrow feathers breaking through the air from the north.
Peng Yong hurriedly threw himself forward. Before he could raise his head, he rolled forward two more times before finally dodging two cold arrows from behind.
He was originally a sword and shield soldier, so he was extremely proficient in this rolling and attacking movement, and had almost developed a conditioned reflex.
Two heavy arrows, one after the other, grazed the neck guards and backs of the white-poled soldiers, and hit the south intersection.
The heavy arrow was so powerful that it crashed directly into the group of Liao people who were still watching, knocking the person in front away.
The remaining Liao people screamed and dispersed.
Peng Yong's heart was beating wildly, and he suddenly picked up a chair abandoned on the roadside and blocked it in front of him.
He lowered his body, holding the dagger tightly in his right hand, and stared at the street to the south.
About thirty steps ahead of Peng Yong, on the street near the north gate, a large group of servant-like people suddenly appeared, each holding a big stick and a heavy knife, looking at him fiercely.
A burly man, fully armored, slowly lowered his bow and looked up at Peng Yong.
Peng Yong could clearly see that a piece of flesh on the cheek of the man opposite was missing, and he could see the tooth sockets underneath moving.
Peng Yong stared at the monster, with a murderous look in his eyes.
He threw away the chair, picked up a mace, and stabbed its owner in the neck.
"Ding Bi, you knew you were here to die! How many of our brothers have you killed? Today, I am going to kill you!"
Ding Bi looked at the short Kaiyuan spy opposite him coldly, with disdain on his face, his teeth slightly opened, and he said three words from his leaky mouth:
"kill him!"
The four servants immediately rushed towards the south brandishing their heavy knives.
Peng Yong shouted, dragging his mace and rushing towards the four servants.
The mace teeth jingled on the bluestone street, and the sound became more and more intensive. Ding Bi sneered, reached out and took out a heavy arrow from the arrow holder.
Whizzing!
More than a dozen poisonous arrows suddenly shot out from an alley between the servants and Peng Yong. The four servants were caught off guard. Each of them was hit by two or three poisonous arrows and fell to the ground with a groan.
Ding Bi put down his bow, looked at the alleyway where the arrows were shot with interest, and shouted behind him:
"Ask Tong Yangxing to bring people to the north gate and tell him that the wolf soldiers have been found and they are all here at the north gate."
"Give me a shield."
After that, he raised his shield, carried a heavy knife, roared, and killed Peng Yong who rushed forward.
Dozens of servants behind him roared and rushed towards the alley. Another burst of cold arrows were shot from the alley. The servants raised their shields to block them. The short arrows hit the shield and were bounced away, causing no damage.
These people are all Ding Bi's most elite servants, and many of them raised the flag in Houjin. In the past two days, they followed Ding Shen to hunt down Liu Zhaosun's spies. Several fierce battles broke out between the two sides, causing casualties on both sides. The servants were more numerous and had an advantage. They had already killed more than a dozen wolf soldiers and white pole soldiers.
When the servant was still ten steps away from the entrance of the alley, Rong Tou gave a powerful roar, threw away his short crossbow, pulled out half of the scorpion tail hook, and rushed out of the alley first.
More than thirty servants blocked the alley. They dropped their shields and brandished heavy knives and sticks to hit the wolf soldiers rushing from the opposite side.
At the alley near the north gate, there was a sound of weapons clashing, and soon someone fell into a pool of blood.
Peng Yong looked at the fallen wolf soldiers at the alley, regretting that he had just gone out to rescue people. It was estimated that all the brothers from the Kaiyuan Mountain Special Battalion would die here today.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. He roared, swung the mace, and slammed it at Ding Bi, who was a head taller than him.
Peng Yong knew that Ding Bi was highly skilled in martial arts, and five or six wolf soldiers had died in his hands in the past two days, but he felt that he could kill this beast.
Ding Bi's bear-like strong body turned slightly to one side, and Peng Yong ran forward with the heavy mace.
Peng Yong thought something was about to happen, so he quickly turned around to block, and a heavy knife was already heading towards his waist.
In desperation, Peng Yong quickly raised his mace to block the heavy knife. He was short in stature, so he was at a disadvantage when choosing the mace.
But there were no other weapons around at that time, so I couldn't fight this bear with a dagger.
Fortunately, Peng Yong was a sword and shield soldier and had a flexible body. At the critical moment, his mace could barely block the opponent's fatal blow.
However, he soon discovered that something more troublesome was coming. The blade of the heavy knife was stuck on the wolf's fang and could not be pulled away.
The tall Ding Bi shouted loudly and kicked Peng Yong in the neck. This roundhouse kick was also a fatal move. As long as he was kicked, his neck would be broken.
Peng Yong was kicked on the side of his body. His body flew five or six steps away like a bison and hit the bluestone floor hard.
Twenty steps behind Peng Yong was the intersection of North and South Streets.
At this time, another hundred or so fleeing Liao people gathered at the street. They were shocked by the hand-to-hand combat that took place in front of them. The bear-like Ding Shen was coming towards them. They didn't know where to escape, and they were stunned. Looking at the injured Peng Yong.
Peng Yong sat slumped on the bluestone, smiling at the group of Liao people.
"I was sent by Mr. Liu to save you. More than thirty brothers killed two hundred Tatars. You are a bunch of trash. Tens of thousands of men were chased by thousands of Tatars and chopped off!"
Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he turned to look at Ding Bi, who was walking towards him, and said angrily:
"Ding Bi, I will kill you!"
He suddenly took out the short crossbow from his arms, without aiming, and shot towards the opposite side.
There were two crisp sounds, and the short arrow splashed two sparks on the blade.
Ding Bi's bear-like body stagnated for a moment, then suddenly accelerated and rushed in front of the injured white-pole soldier. Peng Yong threw a dagger but he gently dodged it. He stepped on the opponent's chest, looked at the dying Peng Yong, and said Looking at the wolf soldiers falling one after another in the distance, their broken cheeks twisted into a terrifying shape:
"Today, you all have to die. You and those wolf soldiers, you bunch of ants, why did you work for Liu Zhaosun? What benefits did he give you?! Let you run to Tieling and snatch away my hundreds of thousands of taels of silver! "
Peng Yong spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground and cursed in a low voice:
"You piece of shit, you are worthy of competing with Mr. Liu!"
Ding Bi didn't hear what he said clearly, she leaned forward slightly and stepped firmly on Peng Yong.
Peng Yong stared at Ding Bi's broken face and motioned for him to come closer.
Ding Bi leaned down, put the heavy knife on Peng Yong's neck, and looked at Peng Yong like a dead person.
"If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I will kill you all. I will also kill Liu Zhaosun."
Peng Yong's dim eyes suddenly became brighter:
"General Ding Shen, General Liu has prepared a gift for you and asked me to deliver it to you."
Ding Bi looked at the white soldier with a puzzled expression until a smoking teapot-shaped stone slipped out of his sleeve.
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On the desk of the Commander-in-Chief, there is a volume of stories that has been rolled up.
It was a new book that Liu Zhaosun bought for Jin Yuji when he went to Beijing to present prisoners last time. She had read it countless times. The story told the story of a female general in the Southern Song Dynasty who helped her husband fight against the Jin army.
Jin Yuji was so anxious that she walked to the gate of the camp and looked at the formation on the south bank.
The shouts of killing from the south bank were loud and the drums were beating fast.
Five or six hundred steps east of the pontoon, there is a touch of red surrounded by an endless expanse of yellow. Two yellow flags will block the Kaiyuan soldiers who are advancing eastward here.
Five hundred steps east of them, a beating red crowd could be vaguely seen surrounding a car camp. The car camp had been breached, and countless soldiers like red dots poured out from the center.
Jin Yuji knew that it was the two red flags fighting with the Zhejiang soldiers.
I don’t know how the officials are doing now.
She stared for a while, then resolutely returned to her tent and dug out her clothes from a wooden box.
Big red unicorn robe with full sleeves, first-class leather belt, official green skirt, red hood, riding boots, and golden armor with arrow sleeves.
Three hours ago, Liu Zhaosun carried Jin Yuji through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, and murmured to her that he would never leave her in this life.
Jin Yuji reluctantly put on her armor and cloak. At this time, there was the sound of a bowstring vibrating outside. She quickly grabbed the dagger and hid behind the tent.
Two auxiliary soldiers fell outside the camp. A scarred man put down his rifle and searched around the empty camp, followed by two Houjin soldiers.
All the soldiers rushed to the south bank to fight, and all the sentry horses and sentry horses were mobilized to attack the two yellow flags. Only the wounded soldiers and a few auxiliary soldiers were left in the camp.
The scar-faced man looked around with a ferocious smile, then suddenly turned his head and struck at a wounded soldier with a broken arm who rushed up from behind. He cut off his other arm with one knife and then violently chopped off his head.
Jin Yuji hid in the shadows, looking through the gaps in the tent, she saw Scarface and two rear Jin soldiers walking towards her.
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Jin Yuji's forehead. Even if she was not injured, she was not sure about dealing with the scarred face in front of her. If the officials were here, they could kill the thief.
The heavy footsteps of the three people sounded in her ears, and Jin Yuji could already hear the breathing of the three people.
A cold voice sounded a few steps outside the tent.
"Kill everyone, I will stay and set fire! You go back and report to Babeile that Liu Zhaosun is at the end of his battle, and tell the master to lead his troops across the river quickly! Send these Nanbarbarians on their way!"
Jin Yuji, who was hiding in the tent, shook her head in pain, a burst of sorrow surged in her heart, and the arrow wound began to hurt again.
Zhengbai Banner finally arrived. If they were allowed to cross the river, the Kaiyuan Army would be attacked from both sides and would be destroyed.
The door curtain was suddenly opened by a thick arm, and a heavy knife stained with human blood was thrust in first.
Jin Yuji clenched her dagger tightly and stabbed towards the tent door regardless of the pain in her shoulder.
Whoosh!
Then there was the clanking sound of arrow clusters hitting the armor, and Scarface, who had already stepped into the tent with most of his body, immediately retreated.
Then Jin Yuji heard a loud roar, and she quickly walked out of the tent. Scarface chased an auxiliary soldier holding a bow more than fifty steps away.
Jin Yuji looked around and saw a few miscellaneous horses tied by the river. They were helping the auxiliary troops transport supplies and had not yet crossed the river.
She wore a bright red unicorn robe with sleeves and a leather belt around her waist, and walked quickly towards the river.
There was a cry of killing behind him, and the auxiliary soldier who was shooting arrows was quickly killed by Scarface.
"stop!"
Cao Zhongqing roared, dragging his heavy knife and chasing the group of flowing red robes that were more than fifty steps away from him.
"Stop, or I will shoot!"
Cao Zhongqing had heard about it when he was in Xianglan Banner. Liu Zhaosun was accompanied by a beautiful Korean girl who accompanied him in all directions. She must be the woman in front of him.
There was a burst of ecstasy in his heart. If he could catch this woman, it would be a great achievement. He would bring her back to Hetuala and hand her over to his masters, torture her, and then execute her in a languid manner!
Cao Zhongqing soon discovered that the North Korean woman seemed to be injured and was walking very slowly. He sneered, dropped the heavy knife, speeded up, and prepared to capture the woman alive.
As he got closer and closer to the red robe, he could even hear the woman's breathing.
Suddenly, footsteps came from behind, and then there was a bang, and Cao Zhongqing was hit hard on the back.
Fortunately, the opponent was not very strong. The Zhengbaiqi Niu Luzhen, who was as strong as an ox, only staggered a few steps, fell to the ground, and looked back blankly.
An old soldier with a gray beard was holding a mace and looking at him fiercely like an evil ghost.
"Cao Laoer! You piece of shit, now you're wrapped!"
Cao Zhongqing turned over and stood up. He had just thrown his heavy knife ten steps away and it was too late to pick it up. He pulled out a dagger from his chainmail and looked up at the old man in front of him. He felt that he looked familiar.
"When you were working as a thug, I treated your injuries, but you killed my daughter, destroyed the city of Fushun, and became a dog for the Tatars! You are not a human being!"
At this time, the North Korean beauty walked onto the pontoon on horseback, and the horse walked slowly and leisurely towards the south bank as if walking.
Cao Zhongqing sneered, turned around and looked at the old man, thinking for a long time before he remembered.
"Oh, Shopkeeper Song, I remembered it. I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still alive. When I was a Baoyi, I had fields, women, and money. Now I am Zhengbaiqi Niulu Ezhen, managing hundreds of people. It is harder than before. Life is getting much better, it’s time to wrap it up, is there any of this?”
Cao Zhongqing seemed to be recalling something very far away, the expression in his eyes kept changing, and finally he patted his forehead and said with a evil smile:
"At that time, I only left you without killing you. You didn't repay my kindness and you still wanted to kill me? Shopkeeper Song, do you have a conscience?"
Lao Songtou dragged his mace and rushed towards Cao Zhongqing.
Cao Zhongqing looked back at the red-robed woman who had escaped not far away, and said to the rushing shopkeeper Song:
"Shopkeeper Song, many people have died in Fushun in the past two years, everyone you and I know has died. I wanted to reminisce with you, but unfortunately there is Liu Zhao and Sun Meiji on the bridge. This woman must die today, so I won't talk nonsense with you. Now, let’s send you on your way together!”
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ps: In the next chapter, the decisive battle between the Kaiyuan Army and the Eight Banners will determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death.
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