The smell of gunpowder smoke wafts away, and the smell of blood fills the mouth and nose. This uncomfortable feeling will be difficult to get used to in a lifetime.

After the sound of "The bastard retreated" came, Mao Yishan took his shield and ran towards the north of the mountain. The sound of fighting continued on the mountainside there, but not long after, the sound of the enemy temporarily retreating was also heard.

.

"Search for corpses! Pick up all their fire mines for me!"

As Mao Yishan went to the big rock at the commanding heights, he gave orders in a hoarse voice: "How many more cannons are there?"

"There are also three small ones."

"Drag it to the north. If the enemy rushes forward, use the opening where I will focus the fire and the Lei Changshi to guard! Make it impossible for them to form a formation!"

"Give the fire thunder to the south as much as possible! Xiao Xue! Golden Dog's fire thunder will be thrown at a good location for me. It has good power from top to bottom. Let's gather our grenades and see how many more there are!"

"Every company and platoon will nod the people around them——"

"First aid - wrap it up first -"

While shouting, he looked down the mountain with his binoculars. There were Jurchen soldiers and horses in the nearby ravines and foothills. The hot air balloon rose in the sky. When he saw the hot air balloon, Mao Yishan frowned.

"Fuck-"

Since the beginning of the war, hot air balloons have been used for observation work on both sides. In the past, during positional battles, each other had to hang a few alerts around them. But since the battlefield situations interspersed with each other and became chaotic, the hot air balloons have become obvious position markers.

Whoever's hot air balloon rises will inevitably attract the attention of the scouts, and even be pounced on by the brigade soon after.

Now that this group of Jurchens dare to hang out the balloon, on the one hand, it means that they are determined to grasp the situation clearly and eat their own group on the mountain. On the other hand, it may be because they have other plans, so they do not want to

No more worrying about the taboos of hot air balloons.

No matter what, it won't be a good thing for myself.

Soon after, someone came up to report that there were still 396 soldiers who were still able to fight.

"...In addition, the cliff on the east side is difficult to get off, so there is no way to move."

"Forget about the east side, people have hung balloons in the sky."

Mao Yishan looked at the sky. It was just past noon. The idea of ​​staying up until night to break out of the encirclement was a bit out of reach. The marks on the simple map also showed that there might not be reinforcements around that could arrive quickly.

He recalled his meeting with the staff messenger before the start yesterday. The order given to him was to "get to Baihu Cao before the evening of February 23, and with the permission of the fighter plane, attack together with the friendly forces of the 1st Division and 2nd Brigade."

"Pull out the Lisu flank troops." After the order was given, the staff officer also mentioned: "Pull out the Lisu and Dalai flank forces. The main forces of the two armies are now almost firmly established in the predetermined positions. There is a speculation in the staff department.

They are likely to carry out large-scale insertions in the near future to push the front line forward. Once they pass the Leigang and Brown River lines, there will be more flat land ahead, and the Jurchens will have an even greater advantage if they conduct a large-scale assembly."

"So if we do encounter one, remember to stay flexible. If the enemy advances, we retreat. If the enemy tires, we harass you. Don't force on those who can't eat."

These words were spoken just yesterday, and the staff predicted that it might take a few days for this to happen. However, today, when Mao Yishan led his team to pass through, they encountered an unexpectedly large force.

After Yuyuxi killed Nulili, Mao Yishan's regiment did not have many new members. After several batches of new recruits came and fought for another two months, the members have been hovering in the early 400s. The Jurchen team in front of them.

There may have been more than 2,000 people. As soon as the scouts encountered each other, Mao Yishan withdrew to the side. Unexpectedly, during the retreat, he happened to be blocked by another Jurchen army diagonally cutting down in the middle.

Judging from the opponent's reaction, this may be regarded as an extremely coincidental accident, but in any case, more than 400 people were surrounded and beaten on the mountain for nearly an hour. The opponent organized several waves of charges and was subsequently beaten back.

Surrounding this team of more than 400 people, the Jin army below was also a little excited. The hot air balloons were raised to prevent them from escaping. For Mao Yishan, this is also a common walk by the river.

It's hard not to get your shoes wet.

Due to the fall of Huangming County in early January, Mao Yishan was quickly recalled to the front line after the Spring Festival, thus escaping the scheduled publicity plan. The team he led persisted in Yuyuxi until late January, and then took advantage of the heavy fog

They retreated and then continued, embarking on a comfortable journey of continuously bullying the opponent's weaker troops.

This was an accurate capture of the lone troops of the Jin Kingdom with the support of an elite scout network. In the first half of February, Mao Yishan fought four battles, one was an ambush, and two were captured in a charge.

In order to win the victory, Mao Yishan also killed a Han general who was now few in the Jurchen advancing army. The remaining one was to escape with his tail between his legs, but it was not difficult.

By this fifth game, I was stuck in the middle.

"The enemy is coming again——"

There was a shouting sound.

"Damn it, you ruined my new coat!"

Mao Yishan cursed in a low voice. His beautiful, light and warm military coat was given by Ning Yi. When the opponent charged for the first time, Mao Yishan did not go up. The second time they charged for real, Mao Yishan held the knife.

The shield passed, and the coat was stained with blood, and half of it turned scarlet. When he thought about it, he felt extremely distressed. He took off his coat and carefully placed it on the ground, then picked up his weapon and moved forward.

"Pay attention to the situation. If there is a chance, let's rush south. I think the bastards in the south are weaker."

When the battalion commander under his command came over, Mao Yishan said something like this. The battalion commander nodded and smiled: "Captain, if you want to break out, you, give me your coat. You are wearing something too eye-catching. I will help you."

Wear it to attract...the golden dog's attention."

"Do I have to come back if you wear it?"

"Look at what you said, Captain, it's not...not impressive..."

"roll."

The cry of killing has spread.

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The sun hanging in the sky gradually moves westward, and it is not as existential as the thick smoke floating on the mountains.

The stones were gradually dyed red with blood, and the smoke of the explosion also bloomed piece by piece. As the afternoon passed and turned into the evening, the Chinese army on the top of the mountain made two breakthroughs, but in the end they failed. More than ten people experienced the charge.

Most times.

Gritting his teeth, Mao Yishan's body crawled in the black smoke. The tearing pain was coming from his right arm and right side of his face. In fact, this feeling was not accurate. There were several places on his body.

He was injured, his eyes were bleeding, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear anything. When he moved his palms to his face, he found that half of his ears were bloody.

"ah--"

He screamed like a wild animal, and the sound was so far away that it seemed to be coming from the nearby hills. There were other sounds among the smoke. On the grassy slope not far away, there was a man half blackened by the explosion of gunpowder.

A Chinese soldier with a broken body, one of his legs was broken, blood was flowing out, and half of his body and half of his face had various scratches. Mao Yishan saw his hands waving, and then he heard something that seemed to be very loud.

Distant screams.

In the charge launched by the enemy just now, Mao Yishan led his troops to fight back the opponent with a fierce offensive, but the Jurchens' fire and thunder still caused some damage. Now that the enemy had just retreated, the people around him were coming over, and Mao

Yishan rushed towards the wounded man and tried to pick him up. The wounded man's face was extremely distorted.

Mao Yishan's head was still buzzing, and the shouts seemed distant, shrill and chaotic. He knew that they were the shouts of his companion in front of him. The other party reached out and grabbed his clothes, and Mao Yishan's blood-red eyes bulged when he saw it.

It came out, and the mouth was red. The flesh on the face that was affected by the fragments was turned out, and it was also red at this time.

"Give me a pleasure——"

Mao Yishan tried to drag the man up, but he listened twice before he understood the other person's words. The words briefly drained his strength. He rolled to the ground, raised his head, and looked at the mountains through the gunpowder smoke.

Go, and after a moment, he punched himself in the head with his hand, and then approached the wounded man.

"Is there anything else you need to explain!?"

"Ah——" the wounded man shouted.

"Is there anything else I need to explain——"

"Captain, give me a pleasure——"

"good--"

Mao Yishan shouted out. He looked at the wounded man. The wounded man, who had been shouting in pain, clenched his teeth and looked at him, trembling all over. After a second of looking at each other, Mao Yishan drew his sword and dropped it.

He then stood up from the smoke and walked back. Someone followed him. Then the medical staff accompanying the group came up to check Mao Yishan's injuries and treat his ears. Mao Yishan went to sit on a big rock on the mountain.

Next, while looking at the surrounding situation and trying to make arrangements, on the other hand, the body was also shaking with pain.

"Repelled twelve times -" the battalion commander ran over to speak. Mao Yishan looked at him while shaking. The battalion commander was stunned for a moment and shouted again, and Mao Yishan nodded.

"Reinforcements may not come!"

"Stay up until night! Talk about it - maybe there's a way!"

"Maybe the bastard recognizes us!"

"What?"

“Knowing that I’m killing someone for some wrongdoing——”

"...Oh." The battalion commander thought for a while, "Commander, I will wear your clothes tonight..."

"Don't even think about-"

"mean--"

Both men were shouting.

The enemy's thirteenth charge arrives.

The fierce battle is still going on. The number of troops on the top of the mountain has actually been reduced by more than half, and most of the remaining ones have been defeated. Mao Yishan knows in his heart that reinforcements may not come. This time, he should have encountered a large-scale Jurchen attack.

In the forward thrust, the main forces of several divisions will focus their immediate counterattacks on a few key positions. If Golden Dog wants to gain territory, he will have to pay the price here.

On my side, the scouts couldn't get through, and the reinforcements that happened to be nearby might not be able to get over either. According to yesterday's instructions, they should have all gone in the direction of Baihu Cao, and they happened to be caught - if it weren't for bad luck, they would have been

You should run away on your own and then return to the team.
To be continued...