Vol 17 Chapter 891: Swallowing fire (below)

After dinner, the message of the battle was gathered from the headquarters of the city of Zhangzhou.
The light of the torch was reddened by the long street dwarf trees and the small courtyard blue wall after the rain. Although it has already entered the night, half of the city of Luzhou has moved. Facing the increasingly clear battlefield situation, the reserve team braved the night and the staff of the staff entered the planning of the subsequent events.
How to treat the wounded, how to arrange the prisoners, how to consolidate the front line, how to celebrate the propaganda, how to defend against the enemy's reluctant counterattack, whether it is possible to take another attack with a chance of victory. Many things have been pre-planned, but it has arrived. In the face of reality, there is still a lot of deliberation, adjustment, and meticulous planning and coordination of who is responsible for each department.
Many things, this night should be settled.
Peng Yueyun rushed to the street near the headquarters. From time to time, he could see people who had the same costumes as he walked on the road. Some of them were in groups of three, and they whispered while walking, some fled alone, and the face was in a hurry but they were Excited, occasionally someone said hello to him.
This situation is not the same as the description in the performance story.
He thought of this in his heart.
Growing up in the northwest, as a child of the top of the Western Army, Peng Yueyun's childhood life is richer than the average poor. He liked to read books and listen to stories since he was a child. When he was young, he had a good impression on Zhu Ji. Later, he joined the Huaxia Army. He liked to watch movies and liked to listen to people's habits.
Even in the many acting stories of Zhu Ji, describing the war, it is often the case that several generals of several generals are strategizing and plotting on both sides of the battlefield. After people have heard it, they are excited about it, and hate can't be replaced by their own. After joining the general ginseng, Peng Yueyun participated in the planning and execution of several conspirators. At one time, he also fantasized himself into a wise man who had confronted Yan Qiyin and others.
However, with the outbreak of the war, after the Huaxia Army fully entered the war situation, the feelings given here were completely out of the picture of a certain intelligence. The situation of the headquarters and the staff is more like the machinery that the Huaxia Army has been working on in the production workshops over the years. The wooden wedges are connected with iron brazing, gears and gears, and the huge turbines rotate, which makes the huge machinery in the workshop room. Intertwined with each other.
In the rumors of the outside world, people think that Mr. Ning, who is called "the devil", is planning a lot of conspiracy all day long. But in fact, in the past few years in the southwest, there have been very few "intrigues and tricks" led by Mr. Ning in the Huaxia Army. He cares more about the rear research and the construction of large and small factories. In the process of establishment and process planning, in the military, he only did a small amount of coordination and decision making.
Therefore, in the eyes of the outside world, the situation in the southwest may be that Mr. Ning, a member of the Huaxia Army, faces a group of Jurchen heroes such as Zonghan, Xiyin, Gaoqing, Hanqixian, and Kaixiang. In fact, in terms of mind and operation, The complex and "many people" are actually the Chinese military.
Of course, Zong Han, Xi Yin, Gao Qing, Han Qixian, pull off speed, etc. are all generations of heroes. In the eyes of many people, they are even the world’s talents. The "human tactics" in the southwest also face the trouble of coordinating and coordinating. Before the matter was settled, whether the staff of the Huaxia Army can compare the talents of the other side is still a matter of tension for the internal staff of the General Staff. However, until today, the battle of Yushui Creek finally has a look, and Peng Yueyun’s mood is comfortable.
He thought about this matter in his heart, and when he arrived near the side door of the command, he saw someone coming out from there. The woman walking in front of the old sword, holding a coat, led two accompanying personnel to the prepared horses outside the door. Peng Yueyun knows that this is Mr. Ning's wife Lu Hongti. She is a martial artist with a strong martial arts. Most of her loyalty is to defend the work of Mr. Ning. At this time, it seems to be staying out of the city. Obviously, there are important things to do.
The red figure has not yet been launched, and some people ran in the back and chased it out. He whispered: "Red sister." This person is also a woman. It is a girl who follows Mr. Ning. This looks good over the years. The cold and serious woman has led half of the work of Mr. Ning’s secretarial office, and has also dealt with the General Staff.
I saw Juan's girl took a small bag in her hand. After chasing it, she whispered a few words with the red lady. The red lady smiled and didn't know what to say. She took the baggage. Peng Yueyun went from the other side of the road to the side door. Juaner saw him and waved there: "Xiao Peng, you wait, something."
Peng Yueyun stopped, and the two women whispered a few words over there. The red man took the two accompanying people on horseback and left. Juaner waved his hand and sent the horse to leave. He came over to Peng Yueyun. As she walked, her eyes cooled. In these years, Juan's children followed Ning Yi's work and participated in the operation of the event. At this time, the eyes were filled with worries and two-pointed look, and they looked cold and sultry. But it is not for Peng Yueyun, obviously there are other things in my heart.
"Juan Jie, what is it?"
"Is the rainwater stream notified?"
The two walked together and Peng Yueyun nodded. "Well, it is coming over to the meeting."
"In the afternoon, there were more than 20 people who sneaked into the wounded battalion behind the rainwater creek, and they went to Ningbo."
"...all right?"
Peng Yueyun understands where the anger of Juan's girl's eyes comes from. Among the family members of Mr. Ning, Juan's girl and Ning Ji's mother are both sisters, and Xiao Ning is also like her child. At this time, I want to come, and Mrs. Red’s wife should be because she is going to the front line at this time. It’s no wonder that Juan’s girl brought a package out...
The thoughts flashed in his mind, and Juan's child shook his head. "There was a slight injury in the return. The scouts of the immediate injuries were arranged in the wounded camp. Even the people who entered it were reborn." It’s impossible for Lin’s meditation to come with people, but it’s impossible to run away. But there’s a place to arrange for people to come over, just to assassinate the children, and I can’t make them better.

Peng Yueyun nodded, and now the scouts on both sides are elite in the elite. The Hua Xijun’s scouts also include special operations personnel, many of whom are famous masters in the green forest, or disciples brought out by these masters. The smugglers who are single-handed in the military are almost taken over by these people. Most of them have encountered a few tricks in the so-called world's first forest, and more than 20 people have entered such camps. Even in the 20th world, I am afraid it is difficult to retreat.
However, in this case, the second son was also injured. It is estimated that the itching was directly rushed up. The previous anti-killing in Chenzhou, the people who were close to Ningjia had heard about it.
Seeing Juan's girl looks fierce, Peng Yueyun does not say these guesses, only said: "What should Juan Juan plan to do?"
"Since this is the case, Xiao Peng, you plan to make a fuss about the Jurchen, we want the people of Zhenzhu and Baoshan."
Really... Peng Yueyun secretly swears: "Really organize revenge?"
"In order to retaliate against the people, you don't have to, the wind is released, and they are scared. We can kill and not kill. In short, we can find ways to make them feel worried."
Peng Yueyun nodded, his mind turned slightly: "Juan Jie, that's like this... With this rainwater creek, I organized a man to write a essay, accusing the Golden Dog of sending a thorn... Let them think that Mr. Ning is very angry - he has lost his mind. Not only has the organizer sneaked his face at any time, but he also offered a reward, and rewarded the two dogs with all the puppets who are willing to vote. Let's find a way to send the essays to the front line. As a result, taking advantage of the gold squad, just leave the puppet army around them..."
Listening to the idea of ​​Peng Yueyun, Juan's face gradually showed a smile, and after a while, his eyes were cold and clear: "Then please, you, I want to ask how much is appropriate to see how to open, the soldiers are chaotic, and maybe the difference is true." Let them guilty, then it is best."
"Well, then I made this idea formally when I met."
The two together for a moment, Peng Yueyun looked serious and rushed to the meeting. He said that such an idea is not purely attached to Juan, but really feels that it can play a certain role - the two sons who stabbed Zonghan were originally difficult and unrealistic plans, but since there is this By the head, it is always good to make them suspicious.
In my heart, I warned myself: don't offend a woman in the future.
Peng Yueyun has his own meeting to go. Juan, who is in the secretarial office, naturally has a lot of work to do. The entire Huaxia Army's overall movement will carry out a round of reporting and co-ordination. Although the message from the afternoon has already determined the general direction of the whole thing, it will only be a sleepless night.
The air after the rain was clear, and there was a thin starlight in the sky after the night. After judging the information to a certain extent, Juaner passed through the yard of the command. Several meetings were opened in the nearby room. The aroma of the pancakes prepared for the night was faintly faint. Entering the courtyard where Ning Yi was temporarily staying at this time, there was no light in the room. She gently pushed the door in and put the two summary reports in her hand on the desk. On the bed at the desk, Ning Yi was holding a quilt and sleeping. .
She smiled and turned and prepared to go out. There was a voice coming from there: "When is it... finished?"
"The news is not so fast when I haven't arrived in the sea... You are going to rest." Juan said softly.
"Oh... don't stay up late, just sleep."
"Everyone didn't sleep, I seem to want to wait for news, I will go see it late at night."
"Young people... no silence..."
Ning Yi muttered in the bed, and Juan smiled and went out. The outside yard was still brightly lit. After the meeting was over, some people left the company and the left-behind staff of the staff department waited and talked in the yard.
When I was near the child, Juaner came back from the outside, closed the door, and walked to the bed, unbuttoning the blue cotton jacket, taking off the jacket, sitting on the bed, taking off the shoes and socks, and fading the long skirt, Ning Yi The quilt made a move to the side, and Juan, who looked like a slender figure, fell asleep into the quilt.
The ugly time passed, three in the morning. Ning Yi quietly rose from the bed, Juaner also woke up, was told by Ning Yi to continue to rest.
Going out for a little washing, Ning Yi came back to the room and picked up the summary report on the desk. The oil lamp was roughly seen in the next room. At three o'clock in the morning, at 4:30 in the morning, someone rushed in from outside the hospital.
"report……"
"Small, the rainwater stream is over?"
"Yes, last night, the battle of the rainwater stream came to an end, and the channel was handsome and I came back to report..."
The people in the yard lowered their voices and said for a while. The night was quiet, the Juan in the room came down from the bed, dressed in cotton jackets, skirts, shoes and socks. After walking out of the room, Ning Yi sat on the low stool in the hallway under the eaves, holding an oil lamp in his hand and shining on his hand. Stationery.
Juaner heard the strange cheers coming from far away. She moved the stool and sat down next to her.
"The rainwater stream won."
Ning Yi handed the letter to her, and Juan took it with her. She recorded the initial battle results: killing more than 10,000, capturing and defending more than 22,000 people. In the offensive against the Jurchen camp in the night, Qu Zhengyan The others relied on the rebellious Han army in the camp to break the other side’s camp. In the process of killing in the big camp, several veteran veterans encouraged the army to fight and resist, and held the inner camp that led to the mountain road. At that time, the Jurchen defeated in the mountains was not broken. Desperate to come to the rescue, Qu Zhengyan temporarily gave up the plan to remove the entire Jurchen camp overnight.
The preliminary statistics of the number of sacrificial people on the Chinese side of the military have exceeded 2,500. The wounded who need treatment are up to 4,000. Some of the people here may be included in the list of sacrifices. The injured and the exhausted are difficult to count. In the situation, we must also look after more than 20,000 prisoners. It is no wonder that when the state of Cangzhou received the news of the plan, it has already sent out reserve teams. At this time, the fifth division of the fourth division of Yushuixi Mountain has already It is dangerous to see a tight wire.
"...The righteousness of the channel is called 'swallowing fire', it is to fight people in the most powerful place of the other side. After defeating the enemy, they will also suffer big losses, which have long been predicted. This exchange ratio can still be seen, very good..."
Ning Yi sat there, and said, Juan, thought about it, whispered: "When the channel is handsome, he will take over more than 20,000 prisoners, and there will be nothing."
"He took the initiative to withdraw, there will be nothing. The channel is right, and he walked again on the wire." Ning Yi laughed. "The rainwater creek is nearly 50,000 soldiers, and the middle of the 20,000 women's main force, we are one." Four thousand people were fighting positively. Considering the exchange ratio, Zonghan’s 200,000 main force was not enough to change. He couldn’t cry because he cried...

Under the eaves of the clear winter night ~EbookFREE.me~ Ning Yi said this, his eyes have become relaxed and indifferent. More than ten years of tempering, accumulation of blood and fire, two months of planning in the war, the battle of Yushuixi, there is far more profound and complicated meaning than what is said now, but it is not necessary to say it at this time. .
Juaner sat on the letter paper for a while and chuckled: "Zonghan should have run away."
"He won't run away." Ning Yi shook his head, his eyes seemed to pass through the night, and cast aside over a huge, unrecognizable thing. "The road is blue, bloody, and killed by the generation of Zonghan." The Jurchen talent created the foundation of the Golden State. The southwest war was invincible, and the female real power would fall from the peak. Zonghan and Xiyin did not have another decade or two. They would not allow themselves to create the big gold. Destroyed in your own hands, the road ahead of them, only desperate. Look at it..."
"...the next step will be a more calm counterattack."
Ning Yi said quietly that he had nothing to complain about what was supposed to happen.
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