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Chapter 462: Spy War(2/2)

Zhao Xing swept around. Just now, the Song army officers were comforting him well. They had already relocated the supply ships on the dock to unload a large amount of flour, and the dough bags were piled high on the ground. The Song army officers were still promising that every time a boat was dragged by a boat, the reward made the people of Huhuadu to be very enthusiastic. After the first few ships were towed, the Song army fulfilled their promise on the spot. The boatmen happily carried the assigned dough bags to one side, sat on the ground and calculated how to distribute them, or someone persuaded them. While it was not dark, they took a few more trips and then distributed them uniformly. So, the people of Huhuadu called their children from home to help take care of the flour, and turned around and pulled up the ropes excitedly.

The young and strong laborers in the middle were pulling the fibers, while the elderly and weak women took soil on the spot, put the soil into bags, and then threw the soil bags into the river to confine the river. Under the stimulation of the heavy rewards of the Song army, Huedu, both men, women, and young, were happy. They forgot their country and just wanted to earn more bags of noodles for their homes to survive this spring famine period that was not met with.

Zhao Xing drew a picture on the map with his finger and asked: "What is the higher terrain in front of him... Well, the terrain is slightly higher and does not leave the river bank. It is not too far from the crossing of Hue."

Wen Xixing thought for a while and replied: "There is one such place, but it is a little far away from Hue Dui, about twenty miles away. The place is not big, it is just a small mound."

Zhao Xing turned around and said to Yang Feng without any suspicion: "General Yang, the defense of Hue Dudi is left to you. Wen Observation, you can lead a few Zhuang Dings to lead the way. I plan to set up a blocking position there."

Wen Xixing looked at Zhao Xing with concern, Zhao Xing nodded slightly, indicating that he would rest assured Yang Feng. Wen Xixing thought for a moment. At this time, Tang Wufeng, the official Xixia personnel, could still play a role in this place. The Song army went to the blocking position, but could not lead the way without familiar people. He nodded reluctantly and waved to his Zhuang Ding, leaving behind a few close friends Zhuang Ding to give some advice. Luqiu looked at Yuan Yeping, and also consciously replied: "I'll stay here, I'll stare here, Lord Yuan will follow the army."

When the Song army arrived at the high slope introduced by Wen Xixing, it was already dark and dusk. Zhao Xing jumped off his war horse, looked around at the terrain, and immediately ordered: "Immediately use soil bags to build the chest wall. Three shallow ditches need to be dug outside the soil bags. The ditches do not need to be deep, but wide..."

That night, the Song army lit the lights to build the position. Zhao Xing sat on the small earth slope at the highest point of the position, wearing a coat and pretending to sleep. Soon, a sudden sound of horse hooves came from Huedu. Zhao Xing moved his body and closed his eyes and ordered: "Take them over and see if there is any urgent report?"

Before everyone from Hue Dudu arrived, Xiangfeng arrived first, and the soldiers whispered: "Tai Shi, it is Mrs. Chaolu."

The Tatar girl jumped off the horse at Lu, whipping the horse whip all the way, and she blamed her dissatisfiedly: "Husband, this is not the first time I have been here in Hue Du. I have also conquered Hue Du with my tribe before. We Tatar women can fight, why did you let me stay on the boat? The boat is bumpy, so how comfortable it is on the horse's back."

The boat was bumpy than the horse's back. Zhao Xing twitched his eyes and asked, "How is the situation in Hue Du?"

Behind Chaolu, an officer rushed out to report: "General Yang Feng has collected 7,000 war horses, and the dragoons are equiping saddles for rest. The rest will end at noon tomorrow. Now the people of Hue Ferry have not rested. They are lighting torches and tow boats overnight. There are more than 300 warships in the ground, and about one-fifth of them have passed through Hue Ferry. Lord Luqiu said that the river bank has been filled with one mile and has pushed forward for about ten feet. By tomorrow, they can push about ten feet and the water level can be raised about half a meter. In this way, many of our small boats can transition."

The Xixia people named it Hue Du, not that it can be used to make boats and transitions. The Xixia people are not good at manipulating boats. The Hue Du place can be ferried with sheepskin rafts during the spring flood season. After the spring flood season, the Xixia people only need to ride horses to cross the river, so the shallow water level can be imagined.

Zhao Xing nodded: "I only have the Qinglong Army here, and the troops are too weak. Let the Zhuque Army get off the boat. After they get off the boat, the boat's draft will be much less, and most ships can make the transition smoothly. They are asked to focus on those big ships and must drag the big ship over."

The soldiers nodded and agreed, turned around and ran down the slope to ride away. When Chaolu saw that Zhao Xing had not said hello, she was not polite. She turned around and took three spears and two scimitars from her horse, then borrowed a felt blanket from the soldiers and snuggled at Zhao Xing's feet and fell asleep in a daze.

It was dawn, and Chaolu was gingered by the scent of breakfast. When she opened her eyes, she woke up. There were smoke everywhere in the camp. Helmets were burning on the small kerosene stove. The helmets were filled with broth. The diligent soldiers had already started to feed the broth. Several soldiers squatted beside Zhao Xing, who were cooking breakfast for him.

Chaolu jumped up and looked into the distance for a moment. She pointed to the horizon and said, "Oh, the enemy is coming. Look at the smoke and dust, the Xia army has about 30,000 troops."

Zhao Xing nodded: "I understand, they seem to have just set off and arrived at us at about noon."

Chaolu shook her head: "At least afternoon - the Western Xia army system, you have to march for an hour in the morning before you can cook, but their meals are relatively simple, not as luxurious as your army."
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