Chapter three hundred and seventeen: lost soul
In Ci County, Park Demeng looked at the quietly flowing Yanjin River, and his heart was up and down. For a period of time, his left eye had been twitching continuously. As the saying goes, the right eye twitching wealth and the left eye twitching disaster is not a good sign. Thinking about it, except that the Anqing border army stationed in Yanping might bring disaster to him, Park Demeng really couldn't think of anything.
Although Wang Qiang, the general stationed in Yanping, was young, but it was really difficult to deal with. When fighting, he was as steady as a mountain to press the top of the top of the mountain, and when he was as agile as a cunning fox. He fought with Wang Qiang several times, not only did he not get any advantage, but he almost suffered a great loss from the other party. If he had not relied on the experience accumulated over many years of military career, he would have been done well. However, as the opponent fought with him more and more times, the opponent's use of troops became more and more experienced. Gradually, he could not see any clues. Even if he was careful everywhere, he still suffered several losses. Pu Demeng, who had learned goodness, did not seek merit, but wanted nothing.
Xingling is about to start a major battle to decide the ownership of Yizhou. The task assigned to him is to defend Ci County and block the Anqing border troops tightly if they attack. The difficulty of this task is not great in Pu Demeng's opinion, and defense always has a certain advantage.
He was very angry when his left eye was twitching. He was restless. Park Demeng had to patrol the barracks every day, urging his officers and soldiers to be vigilant and ready to fight at any time. Seeing his subordinates waiting for the battle, Park Demeng felt a little more at ease.
Today, after autumn, there was more rain. The water level of the Yanjin River has also increased a lot compared with previous years. If it weren't for war, I believe the people on both sides of the Yanjin River in Yizhou and around Gaoliang River in the lower reaches would be very happy and would not have a shortage of water to water the fertile fields on both sides. Pu De sighed silently, this damn war.
Pu Demeng is a local. He saw the war break out. As the war breaks out, as the war breaks out, and as the people go on the storm, you just finished singing and I will appear. In the blink of an eye, the originally calm Yizhou was filled with smoke and chaos.
"What a big fish!" The soldiers beside him screamed in surprise. Park Demeng heard the sound and saw that the back of a fish appeared and disappeared in the water near the shore. Looking at it, it was afraid that it would be dozens of kilograms. Such a big fish is really rare in the Yanjin River. "Catch him up!" Park Demeng said happily: "Let your brothers have a fresh fish soup tonight.
A soldier held a spear in his hand and trotted a few steps, aimed at the back of the floating and sinking fish, shouted and threw it hard, and the spear penetrated into the water with the sound of wind. With a squirting sound, a bloody flower suddenly appeared in the river.
"I'm beaten, I'm beaten!" Many soldiers were overjoyed. Someone took off his clothes and thrust his head into the water. He swam towards the big fish with a spear on his back and a white belly floating on the river. Looking at the head, it's not weighing dozens of pounds.
Park Demeng and a group of soldiers rushed to the river bank and watched the soldiers jumping into the water slowly push the fish to the river.
It is really rare to see such a big fish. Park Demeng bent down with interest and helped the soldier to drag the fish ashore. When he bent down, Park Demeng's eyes froze, looking at the dam by the river, his whole body was frozen there.
"General, this is the unique yellow croaker in Yanjin River. I have never seen such a big one before." A soldier looked at the dead fish and laughed loudly. These soldiers were all natives in Yizhou. They had never seen such a big yellow croaker. They were surrounded by the fish, looking up and down, looking at them with a rare look on their faces.
"General, what's wrong with you?" A soldier asked when he saw Park Demeng standing there bent down.
Pu De reached out and picked a piece of mud on the ridge. When he squeezed it in his hand, it suddenly turned into a mud ball, constantly splashing out. His eyes moved upwards and then cut off another piece, and it was still the case. It was not until he went up one foot, and the soil became dry and refreshed.
Park Deming's face became ugly, and he ignored the soldiers' strange gaze. He strode up the river bank for more than ten steps, squatted down, picked up a piece of mud, held it in his hand and squeezed it into a ball. Then he walked upwards.
Seeing Park Deming's face getting ugly, the many soldiers also felt something was different, so they curled their smiles and followed Park Deming's silently upstream.
After walking for several miles, Pu Demeng picked up a piece of mud and looked carefully in his hand, "Cai Hou." He shouted loudly.
"General, the villain is here." A soldier squeezed up from the crowd.
"I remember you are a native of Ci County?"
"Yes, General, the last general is a native of Ci County. My family is less than fifty miles away from the county town." Seeing the high-powered general, he actually remembered the name of a soldier, and even remembered that he was from there. The soldier named Cai Hou's excited face flushed and he stuttered.
"Will the water level of Yanjin River drop at this time?" Park Demeng asked.
Cai Hou was stunned for a moment, "General, if it is drought, there will be some water level drops, but this year, there will be a lot of rain and it should not drop."
Park Demeng stretched out his hand and spread the mud in his hand, "But the water level in Yanjin River has dropped by half a foot from the previous day."
Looking at the mud in Park Demeng's hand, it was something he had just picked up from the dam, and the other hand was stretched out, and the same was true.
"Why has the water level dropped?" Many soldiers listened to Park Demeng's question and looked at the flowing Yanjin River, a cold air suddenly emerged from their vests. They were all veterans. They knew that the water level of the river should never drop but it meant something. In their upstream, Yanping, there were enemies they wanted to defend. Anqing Border Army.
"They want to stop the water from storing!" Cai Hou suddenly shouted, his face pale, "General, they want to stop the water from storing water, and the water floods Ci County."
Hearing Cai Hou's screams, the soldiers were in an uproar. If the opponent cut off the water flow of the Jin River, accumulate high water levels, and then leak down, Ci County, with a lower terrain, will become a Ze State.
"These unethical bastards dare to do such a thing as losing their children." Everyone cursed. When the flood came, they could certainly flood Pu Demeng's troops, but the tens of thousands of people on both sides of the Yanjin River in Ci County were also greatly affected.
Park Demeng said nothing, turned his horse with a slight face and rushed towards Cixian County. The soldiers behind him quickly followed. In an instant, on the river bank, only the huge yellow croaker that was pierced by Changrou and was still bleeding out.
"Water flooded Ci County?" Cit County Magistrate Zhong Jie looked pale and looked at Park Demeng, "General Park, are you not mistaken?"
"Do you think I'm joking with you?" Park Demeng responded coldly.
"Madman, bastard!" I got a firm answer from Park Demeng. Zhong Jie's lips trembled, "I'm crazy, crazy. Yun Zhao is General Xuanwei of the court. He actually disregards the lives of the people and stores water and stops the flow. Once the flood drains, countless fertile fields on both sides of the Taiwan Strait will be built into a country, and tens of thousands of people will be in danger. How dare he do this?"
"Why don't he dare to do this?" Park Demeng said coldly: "He is the fourth-rank General Xuanwei of Dayue. What are we? Are we still Dayue people? In his eyes, we are all rebels and thieves. These people in Ci County did not resist us in groups. That is, they were thieves and plot against each other. The more people they die, the greater their contributions."
"He, would he really think this way?" Zhong Jie felt bitter. In desperation, he actually forgot that he had already sworn allegiance to Wang Haogu, and Wang Haogu had already defected to the Mongolian Yuan court and was granted the title of King of Yizhou. Strictly speaking, at this time, he was both a subject of the Mongolian Yuan and had no connection with Da Yue.
"He has done this." Park Deming sat on the chair and sighed tiredly, "Mr. Zhong, don't be lucky. The two countries have always tried their best to fight against each other. Yun Zhao is trying to take advantage of the prince and Suan Shu to fight against Daxian, wanting to open the passage and attack Xingling directly."
"Then you dare not report to the prince and ask the prince to decide?" Zhong Jie said anxiously.
Park Demeng glanced at him sarcastically, "You need to teach me this. The messenger had already set off when I came to you. But now Daxian is on the verge of arrows and has to be fired. Tens of thousands of troops are facing each other. What can the prince do at this time? We have to rely on ourselves to defend Cixian. This is our only way out."
"How to defend, how to defend? The county towns in Ci County are all built with earth. Once the flood arrives, they will collapse without the enemy's attack. If the flood enters the city, what can we use to resist?" Zhong Jie murmured.
"The county town cannot be defended anymore, we have to retreat to Wangwu Mountain!" Park Demeng stood up and pointed to the mountain hundreds of meters high in the distance outside the window. "Mr. Zhong, let's mobilize the whole city to retreat to Wangwu Mountain. Wangwu Mountain is quite large and tens of thousands of people can always accommodate it. Otherwise, once the flood arrives, no one will survive in the county town of Cixian."
"After your army gave the order, of course, it was said that it would start, but there were 10,000 or 20,000 people in my city, and there were tens of thousands of people on both sides of the strait. If these people didn't really come to the front of them, do you think they would listen to our words with your ears, leave their families and retreat to Wangwu Mountain?" Zhong Jie smiled bitterly.
"We are in a hurry to follow the power, so we can only force them to relocate. Once the flood comes, they naturally understand that we are doing it for their own good." Park De said fiercely.
"Even if I force them to leave, just rely on the dozens of yamen runners in my hands?" Zhong Jie shook his head repeatedly, "Not to mention outside the city, even inside the city is afraid that it can't handle it."
Park Deming gritted his teeth, "I will transfer you a thousand soldiers, no more. The food and weapons in our military camp will also be transported to Wangwu Mountain. The large equipment that has been installed will be disassembled. When we go to Wangwu Mountain, we will have to reinstall and arrange positions. This requires manpower. At this time, the rain may come at any time. Once it rains, the speed of water storage in the Anqing border army will be faster, and we can't afford to delay."
As they were saying, as if they were responding to Pu Demeng's words, a sudden burst of thunder sounded in the sky. The two of them looked at each other and were a little lost! ~!
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