The unspeakable story between Nianhan and the sow has spread among the Jin army.
The instigator was Wang Dong. He specially found a storyteller, who slightly modified Nianhan's "glorious deeds" and then compiled them into jokes to play to the Jin army attacking the city.
When the Jin soldiers heard this, they were all amazed at their marshal's "bravery". Word spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and soon it spread throughout the entire army.
Except for Nianhan.
The Jin army officers and soldiers kept it a secret from him, mainly because they didn't dare to tell him.
Jie Mu didn't care about this and exposed it in public.
"Marshal Nianhan, the story about you and the sow wasn't made up by me. Wang Dong had people stand on the ice city wall, holding up a metal trumpet and telling it. He told it so convincingly that the Great Jin warriors below the city heard it. If you don't believe me, just ask any soldier and you'll find out."
Nianhan was so angry that he was shaking all over and pointing at Jiemu, unable to speak.
Upon seeing this, Wanyan Loushi hurriedly pulled Jiemu out of the tent and advised him, "Uncle, it's better not to say such embarrassing things in public. Otherwise, where will Marshal Nianhan put his face?"
Jie Mu rolled her eyes. "Lou Shi, Nianhan has lost all face since he was captured by the Song people. Not only has he lost face himself, but he has also lost face for the Great Jin Kingdom... Humph! If it were me, I would have banged my head against the wall and died."
When he said this, he spoke in a strangled voice.
Nianhan and the generals in the tent heard it clearly.
By this time, Nianhan was no longer angry. He was a man of deep calculation, knowing that the more he explained, the less clear it would become. So he changed the subject, forcing a smile and saying to the generals in the tent, "Zhang Xiaozhuang and Gao Laozhuang were still captured by our army. Although we didn't capture Zhang Shixun and Wang Dong, they have gone into the tunnel and are now trapped. Sooner or later, we will capture them."
Wanyan Loushi and others nodded.
Wuzhu said worriedly, "Zhang Shixun possesses a heavenly book and is adept at using supernatural powers. Rumor has it that he's on good terms with the gods in heaven. While those rumors shouldn't be fully trusted, his powers are undeniable. This time, when our army attacked Zhangxiaozhuang and Gaolaozhuang, he used every possible means, inflicting heavy losses. He then escaped unscathed by burrowing into a tunnel... Marshal, if we don't eliminate this man, he'll sooner or later become a serious threat to the Great Jin."
Nianhan nodded and said, "The Fourth Prince is right. We will not withdraw our troops until this boy is eliminated."
Just as he said this, he heard a deafening roar, which made everyone's ears ring and they couldn't stand steadily.
Immediately afterwards, loud noises rang out one after another in the military camp.
"boom!"
A bomb fell on the tent where Nianhan was, instantly blowing the tent into pieces.
Wuzhu felt as if someone pushed him hard, and his body flew into the air. He fell headfirst into the snow, his eyes went black, and he fainted.
When he woke up again, he found himself being carried and dragged across the snow.
He raised his head with difficulty and saw that the people holding him were his own soldiers, so he asked, "What...what's going on?"
When several of his personal guards saw him wake up, they hurriedly put him down. One of them burst into tears, sobbing, "It's over, it's all over!"
Wuzhu struggled to sit up and asked angrily, "Speak clearly, what do you mean it's all over?"
Another soldier wiped away a tear and spoke haltingly, "Hundreds of thunder bombs rained down from the sky, blasting our camp to pieces. Tens of thousands of our brothers were killed or wounded, and the rest fled in all directions. It took a lot of effort for us to find you and escape all the way here."
Wuzhu looked up and saw that he was in a vast wilderness. He asked hurriedly, "Where is this?"
"On the way to Tokyo."
Wuzhu was furious when he heard this. He grabbed the soldier by the chest and shouted, "A warrior of the Great Jin will never be a deserter. Send me back to the camp immediately."
The guard smiled bitterly and said, "Our camp has been destroyed by the Song cavalry. We can't go back."
"Ah!" Wuzhu was shocked. "There are no Song troops within a few hundred miles, let alone Song cavalry. Where did the cavalry you are talking about come from?"
"I heard from the brothers who fled that these cavalrymen were heavenly soldiers borrowed by Zhang Tianwang."
"Bullshit!" Wuzhu pushed him away, stood up and said, "Let's go! Follow me and fight back."
The bodyguards looked at each other and almost cried.
"Fourth Prince, we don't even have horses, how are we going to fight our way back?"
Wuzhu noticed that there was no horse beside him this time?
"Where are the horses? Where are our war horses?"
The guards were dismayed. "At that time, thunder bombs kept falling in the camp. The horses were frightened and most of them ran away. The rest were snatched away by others. We didn't get a single horse."
Wushu stood there for a long time, sighed deeply, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's go back to Qingcheng Village first."
The crowd walked on the snow towards Tokyo City, and kept encountering fleeing soldiers on the way.
From the defeated soldiers, we learned that Nianhan and Loushi were killed in the explosion, while Yinshuke and Jiemu escaped by chance. It is said that they grabbed horses and escaped first.
When Wuzhu heard the news of Nianhan's death, he burst into tears.
He was not crying for Nianhan, but for the defeat of the Jin army.
Tens of thousands of troops besieged the two villages, but not only did they fail to win, they suffered a crushing defeat, and even the Marshal of the Western Route was killed here.
What a shame and humiliation!
While Wuzhu was running for his life, he was worried that Zhang Shixun would catch up with him. He didn't feel relieved until he saw Tokyo City in sight.
It’s not that Zhang Shixun doesn’t want to catch up, but he is powerless.
Under his leadership, the cavalry of the National Protection Army rode into the Jin camp. The cavalry, who were originally bandits, were overjoyed and overwhelmed by this overwhelming victory. They all bravely took the lead, shouting and chasing the fleeing Jin soldiers, completely letting themselves go.
Zhang Shixun rode on his black horse and watched with a smile.
Just as he was watching happily, someone behind him shouted, "Shixun, what kind of soldiers are you leading? They are so chaotic and have no rules at all. Why don't you discipline them?"
He turned around and saw that it was Wang Dong, so he smiled and explained: "It was originally a chaotic battle. We were chaotic, and the Jin soldiers were even more chaotic. It was just the right time to win in this chaos."
Wang Dong thought what he said made sense and laughed too.
Seeing that he was alone, without even a guard, Zhang Shixun asked, "Why are you alone? Where's Zaohua?"
"Don't mention it. This woman was following me, but once we got to the battlefield, she rushed in with a big iron club and disappeared in the blink of an eye... But with Bai Wuchang here, no one in this world can kill me."
Only then did Zhang Shixun notice that Bai Wuchang was walking towards them with a Jin army general in one hand.
"Who is in Bai Wuchang's hand?"
"Hehe! One is Nianhan, and the other one might be his general Wanyan Loushi."
Zhang Shixun asked curiously, "This place was bombed to pieces, and there was chaos everywhere. How did you find him?"
Wang Dong's face was filled with pride. "To be honest, I secretly implanted a positioning chip in Nianhan's body. Even if he escapes to the horizon, Bai Wuchang can easily find him."
As they were talking, Bai Wuchang came up to the two men and said in a muffled voice, "One is dead, and the other is only breathing."
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