Compared with the tense and serious situation in Baozhou, Bazhou and other territories, the real border area around Juma River is still as long and empty as before.

A big river clearly separates the north and the south.

The banks of the river are the most fertile land, but in the past hundred years they have never become good farmland because this place has always been a place of contention and the wars have never stopped.

For example, now both sides of the river are covered with flags, and there are endless densely packed military tents, with no less than tens of thousands of people within sight.

At this time, spring thunder rumbled and rain fell from the sky like beans. In a blink of an eye, both banks were shrouded in a mist.

Soldiers stood in front of the largest tent in Henan's camp. They were all wearing helmets and armor. Raindrops as big as beans hit their armor, but the soldiers remained motionless, like stone sculptures.

The curtain of the tent was lifted, and through the rain and mist one could see the heads of people moving inside, all of them wearing armor. In the middle sat an officer in silver-white armor, his bright red awning particularly eye-catching, but it was too dark to see their faces clearly. They were talking in a noisy voice, and seemed to be arguing about something.

"That's what it is."

A warm yet majestic voice pierced through the rain mist, instantly silencing the noise in the tent.

"All 30,000 soldiers have withdrawn, but the people in the three counties will suffer."

There was silence inside the tent, and outside the tent there was the sound of rain.

"Madam and the Crown Prince have rescued a lot of people." A general's voice sounded, "In total, more than 100,000 people have been safely evacuated."

"But there are still many people who need to be protected." A gentle voice said, "30,000 soldiers have withdrawn, and nearly 10,000 Jin people have poured in. They can't stop them."

There was silence again in the tent.

The armor rustled, and the officer who was sitting stood up, moving like a mountain.

"We can't just watch these living beings die like this. No one is helping them, so let us help them." A warm and mellow voice echoed in the tent.

Before the voice had faded, everyone in the tent knelt on one knee, their armor clattering.

"Yes!"

The sound was like thunder.

As dusk approached, the rain gradually subsided. A Jin soldier standing on the lookout on the other side of the Juma River suddenly widened his eyes and ran down in a hurry.

A moment later, there was a commotion in the camp, and a burly and strong man in golden armor came to the lookout, accompanied by elite and fierce Jin soldiers.

"King Dapeng! King Dapeng!"

This is none other than Tuoba Wu, the Great Peng King of the Jin Dynasty.

The rain had stopped. In the twilight and mist, the heavily guarded camp opposite was moving. Tens of thousands of soldiers were moving in unison, like mountains moving and the earth shaking, but all was in perfect order, without the slightest hint of chaos.

"They are indeed moving camp." Tuoba Wusurong said.

"Looks like he's going to retire." A man standing next to him said with a smile.

If Huang Cheng was here, he would recognize this person as Yu Chihai, whom he had met before.

Standing next to Tuoba Wu, he looked thin and skinny.

"Have ten years worn away his will?" Tuoba Wu said angrily, "He actually escaped from the battlefield."

After such a long standoff and several large-scale military attacks, didn't you still not dare to fight him? And you even retreated ten miles first.

Yu Chihai smiled aside, of course he would not say such a thing even if he was stupid.

"Your Majesty, the Han Chinese have a saying that one man alone cannot make a sound." He said, "The Emperor has already ordered all 100,000 troops on both sides to retreat. How can Duke Cheng's mere 30,000 troops be a match for our 50,000-strong army?"

Then he smiled again.

"What's more, Duke Cheng's wife and son are currently in Bazhou and Baozhou, protecting the people as they retreat. If the Zhou army retreats again and loses the border barrier, they will be in danger."

Tuoba Wu looked at the army running over there.

"Is this what you Han people call 'heroes are short-tempered but daughters are sentimental'?" he said with a hint of mockery on his face.

Yu Chihai smiled.

"This is also an opportunity. At least we can withdraw our troops under the banner of rescuing the people without losing our reputation. It also happens to be in compliance with the emperor's will, killing two birds with one stone," he said.

Speaking of this, he shook his head with regret on his face.

"I really want to see Duke Cheng disobey the order and die at the hands of his own people as a traitor. It's really heartbreaking to hear about it."

But there was no trace of sadness or tears on his face, instead he twisted his beard and laughed.

"It turns out that Duke Cheng is just like this." His smile faded, and his eyes were full of ridicule again. "But even so, he has disobeyed orders again and again, and returned empty-handed. He will definitely not have a good ending when he returns."

Tuoba Wu looked intently at the soldiers who were leaving the camp over there. A tall flag was fluttering slowly, and the word "Chen" on it could be clearly seen even through the twilight fog and across the river. Countless flags followed closely, and soon there was a dense forest of spears, densely armed cavalry, and the sound of horses' hooves like thunder.

Even though they were not heading here, Tuoba Wu's heart still skipped a beat.

It was these soldiers who had blocked him for so long. If it weren't for the retreat of the soldiers around him, he would have been unable to break through the defense line until now.

The troops under the rule of Duke Cheng should not be underestimated.

Tuoba Wu listened to Yu Chihai's words and turned around to see his smile.

He couldn't defeat such a general, so he had to rely on tricks. Yu Chihai's smile made him feel as if he was mocking himself. Of course, he was still very happy that Duke Cheng was unlucky, but he felt a little ashamed in his heart.

"You Han people are not good at using real swords and guns, so you resort to such despicable means." He said coldly, and made a "Pah" sound, as if this could alleviate his guilt.

Yu Chihai didn't show the slightest bit of shame.

"Your Majesty is wrong." He said respectfully, "It's not you, it's them."

Put your hands on your chest.

"I am the golden man."

Tuoba Wu was stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

"Good." He laughed and pointed forward, "We, the Jin people, are united and will win the battle to the south. We will be invincible."

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The Jin soldiers around immediately waved their weapons and shouted at the top of their lungs. The sound echoed throughout the entire military camp, and the sound was as overwhelming as a huge wave.

Following the shout, the soldiers who were leaving the camp on the other side of the river seemed to become much more feral.

…

"The gold thief is here again!"

Strange cries were heard everywhere, accompanied by the sound of whistles and the rapid sound of horse hooves. Thousands of Jin soldiers rushed towards them from the front like the wind.

How many times has this happened?

Li Guorui looked at the number of soldiers around him, half of whom had been reduced, with a blank expression.

The casualties were much less than at other times because of the Qingshan Army's stone bullets, chariot crossbows, and fierce and tight military formations.

They were able to hold the border for so long.

The losses and casualties were not because their soldiers were inferior to the gold thieves, but because there were more and more gold thieves.

"A good dog is no match for a bad dog." Lei Zhonglian sighed as he looked at the Jin soldiers rushing towards him.

The Jin soldiers' pace gradually increased, and as they ran they crossed and changed into three teams. Their armor was dazzling, their iron hooves were clattering, and they were shouting and roaring in a terrifying manner.

These are the elite Jin soldiers who have recently broken through the border. Both their combat capabilities and weapons are stronger than ever before.

There was no fear in Lei Zhonglian's eyes, and he turned to look to the side.

"It looks like you can't escape in this situation," he said. "I never thought you would have the chance to die with me."

Jin Shiba looked coldly and just looked forward.

"I'm not dying with you," he said. "I'm dying with that woman. If she dies, I have to die too."

Lei Zhonglian looked back. Although he couldn't see the formation far behind him, he knew that Miss Jun was among them.

"Actually, she should go with Mrs. Yu," he murmured.

But then she laughed again, thinking that if that were the case, she would not be herself.

…

In front of the Hejian Prefecture, countless people were running hurriedly in panic.

They brought their whole family with them, carrying things on their shoulders and in their hands, and pushing their mother and children in the car.

The city gate in front was wide open. The officers and soldiers were wearing armor and staring nervously at the front, urging the people to hurry up.

Looking from afar, the procession of people seemed to stretch on endlessly.

The team had to come to an end. Right at the end, there was a horse-drawn carriage parked on the side of the road, surrounded by a dozen officers and soldiers, who were looking around with tense and alert expressions, or to be more precise, looking behind them.

"Madam, there's no one here, let's go." Liang Chengdong said.

In the carriage, Madam Yu lifted the curtain.

"No hurry." She said, "Wait a little longer."

Why wait? The Jin soldiers are right behind us. Liang Chengdong looked anxious.

"Ma'am, let's cross the border into the city and wait." he said.

Mrs. Yu looked calm.

"No, if I enter the city, the gates here will not be opened for these people." She said, "At least they are more cautious about my identity."

She said this as she stepped down from the carriage and looked towards the north.

"Look, there are still people." She pointed and said.

Figures were staggering in twos and threes on the wilderness.

"No one should be left behind," said Madam Yu, looking further away. "We can't let them down for their perseverance."

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Liang Chengdong also looked towards the north with a complicated expression.

Can you still hold on?

Can we wait till they come back?

…

The vibrations under my feet became more intense and the roars became louder.

"Another group of Jin soldiers are coming." Looking at the fireworks rising in the sky ahead, Lei Zhonglian's face changed.

They came again, and there were quite a few of them.

What day is it?

He glanced around him. They were running out of soldiers. He was afraid that this time...