Chapter 29: Fury Sets the Prairie Ablaze (4)

  Di Lie and others, after breaking the wine jars and setting fire to the camp, took advantage of the Han army and the Jurchen army facing each other, climbed up the watchtower, hung out the signal fire, and triggered a big melee.

  Di Lie took this series of actions, not only to muddy the waters for his own side, but mainly to lure the tiger away from its mountain and drain the strength of the Jin army's central camp - that was where their target lay tonight.

  Seeing a team of golden soldiers holding torches and leaving the central military camp, Di Lie knew that his plan had succeeded.

  Under the cover of night and wearing their golden armor, Di Lie's group swiftly charged towards the central army camp.

  They were still only four people. The two subordinates of Zuo Kai, Tao Chang and Zhang Cheng, after being coerced into doing nearly half a day's worth of hard labor moving things, faced the choice given by Di Lie: follow or run away? They chose to run away.

  Four people went to the Jin army's camp at night. Tao Chang and Zhang Cheng had not gone mad to this extent. As for Shangguan Zuozhou's vow of several thousand ambushing soldiers, Tao and Zhang also did not think highly of it. Several thousand people wanted to charge into the central military camp? They were afraid that even the people collecting the bodies would be gone by then.

  De Li doesn't care, such a cowardly waste, it's better if he leaves.

  The four of them rushed along the road, and although they also encountered several groups of Jin soldiers, thanks to their identical uniforms, coupled with the chaos of war, no one scrutinized them closely, and they managed to make it to the eastern gate of the central military camp.

  After a night of intense fighting, rushing and finally approaching the destination with tension, Yang, Ye, Zuo and others were panting and sweating profusely. On the other hand, Di Lie, who had been in the most frequent battles and carried the heaviest load (with two large packages of nearly 100 kg explosives hanging from his neck), was still calm and breathing normally.

  Yang Zhechong and Ye Die'er had seen Di Lie's super abnormality many times, they were already used to it. Only Zuo Kai was tongue-tied with admiration, truly a master of the art is bold indeed, no wonder even Talen, that fierce guy, wasn't his match. Perhaps, this time's choice, was a gamble that paid off.

  Due to the high alertness of the Jin army, coupled with the flames from the Han military camp three miles away illuminating half the sky. It was like a giant torch, shining brightly for several miles around. The figures of Di Lie and his three companions were inevitably discovered by the Jin soldiers guarding the east gate.

  Fortunately, their uniforms made the Golden Guards dare not to act rashly, but only loudly asked: "Which battalion are you from? Who is your team's leader? Why have you come? Report the password."

  Di Lie's female general was not yet qualified to respond in this situation, so Yang Zhe had to take the lead. As for such a scene, there was a response plan in Di Lie's predetermined action plan.

  Yang Zhechong replied loudly: "The team's Pu Wei is Talun, I know who killed Talun Bayan, and I came to report to Meng An Bayan."

  Yang Zhe's message still seemed attractive to the Jin soldiers. The Jin guards appeared to confer with each other, and then shouted again: "Report your name and password." It seems that these Jin guards were quite vigilant.

  "My name is Anbu Hai, and I am the greatest under heaven."

  An Buhe was a real person. He was a Jin army corporal who was caught by Di Lie and his three companions when they killed people and set fires. The password was also extracted from his mouth.

  Yang Zhechong answered in front, and Di Lie's three men followed closely behind. The four of them quickly approached the east gate of the village, and stopped at a moat that was two zhang wide. The moat was not deep, but it was lined with sharp bamboo stakes inserted at an angle. On the other side of the moat were the high walls of the Jin army's camp, as well as tall watchtowers. To cross this moat, they would have to wait for the Jin soldiers on guard to lower the drawbridge.

  Di Lie nodded slightly, worthy of being the main camp of the Golden Army, with strict defense, not comparable to the simple defenses like those of the Han army camps.

  At this time, someone among the Jin soldiers guarding him shouted: "I know Anbuhe, your voice is not right."

  Because Di Lie and others were standing with their backs to the firelight, and the light from the torches on the camp was not enough, they basically couldn't see each other's faces, so the Jin soldiers only said that the voice didn't sound right.

  Di Lie swiftly whispered a few words into Yang Chong's ear, and Yang Chong nodded, clearing his throat with a dry cough. In a hoarse voice, he said: "I've had too much to drink these past few days, my throat is a bit bad, it's no wonder you can't hear clearly - who are you? How dare you say I'm not An Bu Hai! Put down the drawbridge and let me go take a look, then it'll be clear!"

  Perhaps it was because Yang Zhe thought that what Yang Chong said made sense, or perhaps it was the importance of the "news" brought by Yang Chong. Before long, the drawbridge creaked and went down, and at the same time, the Jin army guards transmitted a stern order: "Only An Buhe is allowed to come over alone, the rest are not allowed to move, waiting for instructions."

  A thick and heavy suspension bridge that can hold two horses side by side suddenly fell, Yang Zhechong took a deep breath, lifted his foot and stepped onto the bridge. The current Yang Zhechong felt like he had been reborn, under the leadership of this powerful leader, he became more crazy than ever before. This is really rushing into the dragon's lair! If someone had predicted that he would do so a few days ago, he would have treated that person as a madman.

  Never thought that one day I would do such a thing - but this feeling is really great...

  Yang Chong had just crossed the suspension bridge and was about to call out to the Jin soldiers guarding the gate to open it. Suddenly, a torch was thrown down from the wall of the camp, passing in front of him, and although only for an instant, the Jin soldier who claimed to know An Buhe shouted loudly: "He is not An Buhe! He is a spy..."

  More than thirty strong bows suddenly appeared on the wall of the stockade, arrows gleaming with cold light, completely enveloping the four men.

  Almost at the same time, Di Lie's clear and loud voice also echoed through the night sky: "Everyone get down!"

  As Di Lie's warning sounded, Yang Zhe took a step forward, hugging the fence and curling up into a ball, his hands tightly covering his ears. Ye Die'er by Di Lie's side immediately squatted down obediently, though somewhat perplexed, but at this moment he didn't dare disobey Di Lie's words in the slightest, and followed suit.

  As for the Jin soldiers... let alone that most of them couldn't understand Central Plains speech, even if they did, who would kneel down just because of a few words? What kind of person would kneel down? That's surrendering and begging for mercy. When have the Jin and Song nations ever seen the Jin people kneeling down? That's the specialty of the Song people.

  Di Lie held a sizzling pineapple-sized thunderbolt in each hand, shaking them out. The strict grenade training he received during his military days paid off at this moment. The two bombs accurately landed on the wall of the stronghold, exploding right among the crowd of Jin soldiers armed with bows and arrows.

  Two loud explosions, nearly forty Jin soldiers guarding the wall of the village were blown over, with more than half of them falling to the ground. The remaining dozen or so Jin soldiers were left stunned and disoriented, their ears ringing loudly, mouths agape, and bodies trembling violently. The arrows that had been strung on bows had long since flown off in all directions.

  There were still ten Jin soldiers who had not climbed the wall, but were guarding both sides of the gate. They suffered relatively minor injuries, but a large pile of bloody and mangled comrades fell from the wall, which also frightened them greatly. For a time, they didn't make a single move.

  Di Lie naturally wouldn't wait for the Jin soldiers to recover, and he threw out two more thunderbolt bombs. The walls of the camp were instantly filled with mournful cries, not only did a large piece of the camp fall off, but several Jin soldiers were also blown out of the camp by the shockwave, landing right in front of Yang Zhe's team. One of them was the Jin soldier who had said that Yang Zhe was a spy, his face blown open on one side, staring at Yang Zhe with wide eyes. In his gaze, apart from hatred, there seemed to be a hint of regret, as if he was regretting his own words that had brought about this severe punishment...

  The Jin soldiers guarding the gate now had two options: turn around and flee or charge out and fight.

  As a team that always wins, the pride in their bones and the bravery of the Jurchen people made the remaining ten Jin people choose the latter.

  The gate of the fortress was wide open, and the Jin soldiers let out a wolf-like howl as they charged out. A flurry of arrows shot out in all directions, targeting Di Lie who stood upright on the suspension bridge opposite them.

  Jin Bing's archery skills were not to be underestimated, and at such close range, there was no chance of missing the target. Every arrow hit its mark - either the head or chest. However, they had clearly misjudged their target. If they had aimed for Di Lie's limbs, they might have been able to cause him harm, but instead they chose his vital areas, which were precisely the parts that Di Lie protected the most.

  Arrows aimed at the head and face, as long as you slightly lower your head, will be bounced off by Kevlar helmets; while arrows aimed at the chest and abdomen... even modern bullets can't penetrate high-toughness bulletproof vests. Are these recoil-powered cold weapons useful?

  Di Lie didn't expect the Jin army to be so stubborn, and they even dared to launch a counterattack, almost gaining an advantage. In his heart, he secretly praised them, but his hands showed no mercy as he used a lighter to ignite a five-kilogram medium-sized thunderbolt bomb, which he tossed out with a flick of his wrist. With a deafening explosion, the gate was blown in half, and the ten Jin soldiers who had been charging forward just moments before were now lying on the ground, their bodies mangled and bloody.

  The smoke dispersed, and the scene was filled with mournful cries. This time it was Yang Chuo's turn to take action. He ruthlessly wielded his sword, slashing and stabbing, sending one by one the wounded but not yet dead Jin soldiers on their way. Among them were a few Jin soldiers whose injuries were light, but they were completely stunned by such a fierce attack, their combat effectiveness plummeting sharply, and they were actually shot and killed one by one by Yang Chuo's arrows and sword slashes.

  "Hah! Hah!" Yang Zhechong plopped his butt down on the pile of corpses, panting and laughing loudly towards the sky, "This lifetime can kill so many Golden Dogs, even if I die right now, I'd be content."

  "Are you satisfied with just killing this small group?" Di Lie strode over, pointing into the camp, "There are still several hundred men and horses inside, as well as an enemy commander named Gong Xin. Don't you want to personally behead him?"

  Yang Zhe burst out laughing: "The honor of chopping off the new head should belong to the leader. I, a mere assistant, will just go and kill those few hundred Golden Dogs."

  Ye Die'er, having gone through many bloody battles on this journey, had a certain degree of mental endurance for such bloody scenes. She hastily went forward to examine Di Lie's body and didn't find any injuries, then silently retreated to the side.

  His gaze towards Di Lie, could no longer be described as reverent - the legendary knife and spear-proof, palm thunder, he finally had the good fortune to witness. No wonder four people dared to come and challenge the Golden Army's camp, it turned out there was such a supernatural person. He even wondered if the tens of thousands of troops that Di Lie and others spoke of, who were slow to appear, would be conjured up by them when needed, using magic to create an army from scattered beans?

  Next, Di Lie summoned Yang Zhechong and Zuo Kai to deal with the corpses of the Jin soldiers. Then he began to assign tasks: "You three, enter the Jin camp, find the location where the Song captives are being held, search for news about Ye Die'er's sister, and incidentally rescue those captives and women who can be rescued. I'll stay here to block the Jin army reinforcements. You can rest assured that with all the commotion at the entrance of the stronghold, all the attention of the Jin army will be attracted here, so you shouldn't encounter much resistance."

  Yedian'er choked back tears, grasping Dilie's sleeve: "Great kindness doesn't need to be repaid, Yedian'er will never betray Dilang in this life. However, Dilang is alone, blocking hundreds and thousands of Golden Tigers as fierce as wolves... please be extremely careful..."

  "Don't worry, can't you see I'm invulnerable to swords and guns?"

  Yang Zhongche put forward only one request: "Give me a few thunderbolt bombs, I guarantee to kill all the golden dogs guarding the Song people and rescue all the Song women and children."

  Di Lie's smile was not a smile: "Didn't you say this thing is no good, and can't even compare to the ease of use of a crossbow?"

  "Can I just get away with a slap on the wrist?" Yang Zhe asked lazily, "Just give me a few pills, okay? Not many, two will do."

  Di Lie gave him three: "Such a simple thing, don't need me to teach you how to use it?"

  "It's useless, just like firing a blank shot." Yang Zhechong excitedly hugged the bomb and waved at the two before rushing off.

  After the three figures disappeared into the darkness, Di Lie Mu turned around and climbed up the wall of the camp, his eyes fixed intently on the front of the central army's main camp. Taking a deep breath, he suddenly shouted loudly towards the front: "Come on, Gu Xin, I'm waiting for you here!"