Wang Pei stood in the rain, pouring down like a heavy rain, hitting a small white flower on the surface of the river, the water of the Liuhao River is slowly rising because of this heavy rain, two days ago it has become a tidal flat for him to block the enemy, has been slowly disappearing, if the rain is still a day or two, the river will rise directly to the river embankment. This is definitely not a good thing for the defenders, and the Red Turban Army can row countless wooden rows directly under the embankment to start control of the embankment with him.

What puzzled him was that in the two days of tragic hand-to-hand combat between the two sides, the morale and combat effectiveness of the Red Turban Army were not inferior to the elite of the Qi Army led by him. But the other party is just a bandit army that has only been established for two years, where does their combat effectiveness and will to fight come from?

In the past few days of fighting, the casualty rate between him and the Red Turban Army has been maintained at a ratio of 1.5 to 1, it seems that he has taken advantage, but in fact, Wang Pei knows that the strength of the two sides is half a catty, and he only has a slight upper hand, but because he took advantage of the geographical advantage, he defended by himself, and the other side attacked, under this geographical condition, the casualties of the other party were only slightly higher than his own.

Of course, the two armies are fighting, not a personal argument, Wang Pei is still firmly guarding the Liuhao River, but his mood is not half happy, Tian Jingwen has already launched an attack on Nanquan, the general attack of the Qi court on Jimo seems to have begun, Chen Dai has not heard from him as soon as he goes, is Tian Yuanyuan ∴ disdainful of the begging of the second prince at all?

Wang Pei sighed. The river was still rising slowly but firmly, and through the curtain of rain, he could vaguely see the opposite side of the river, and the Red Turban Army was pushing more wooden rafts to the river.

What if you can hold this place? The general trend has gone, when the iron hooves of the Han army set foot on Jimo, it is the time when their entire army is destroyed. Wang Pei believed that the Han army had raised its sharpened broadsword, and it was up to him to see when it fell.

The rain was a little lighter, and in the Red Turban Army camp opposite, there were countless more flags, one of which was the highest raised general flag, which was actually the bandit leader, the current Gao Tang Hou Bai Cheng. Has the main force of the Red Turban Army finally arrived?

Wang Pei stood up and looked back at the barracks of his army behind the embankment, he would not have reinforcements.

Did you make the wrong choice?

No, his original choice was not wrong, under the circumstances, if he led his troops to Liaoxi to rescue Tian Xiang, he would only become Gao Yuan's next prey, and he would encircle the point to send reinforcements, such tactics are not new, once he crossed the pass of Kunshan Mountain, I am afraid that the end will be to accompany Tian Xiang to fish in Dayan Lake.

The times are also trending! Wang Pei shook his head wordlessly, in this contest, the lofty Han won, and the Great Qi lost, but it was not a crime of war. I didn't make the slightest mistake in the military, I just didn't defeat the general trend.

The Ertian dispute is finally about to bury Daqi, if Linzi was quickly taken down with a lot of energy, how could there be such a dilemma today?

Mu Qiu stood by the Liuhao River, looking at the river that was as calm as before a few days ago, like an angry madman, rolling up huge waves, flying up from the river, colliding with each other fiercely, turning into droplets in the sky and falling into the river. Although the river here is not wide, the terrain is steep, the river bank is rocky, and the boats cannot approach it at all.

It is precisely because of the terrain here that the Qi army did not pay attention to this place, and in the past few days, Muqiu has been searching along the coast, and finally found such a hidden place that has not attracted the attention of the enemy.

It's called Falling Bird Cliff, which means that only birds can gain a foothold in this place.

Mu Qiu was wearing a tight water backing, one foot stepped on the water, bent down to pick up some water and poured it on his body, a huge wave surged, slammed on a human-high stone beside him, and immediately submerged him in it, the water splashed down, and Mu Qiu had become a chicken in the soup.

"it!" Mu Qiu looked at the roaring river, and his heart was really a little empty, after this, his life could no longer be controlled by himself, maybe a wave would smash himself on the stone, and he would die with a whimper.

Glancing back at the two companions beside him, they were also frightened, and the companions who were farther away could not see their expressions, but they thought about it like themselves.

"Brethren, how can a little storm endure me? Don't forget who you are? Follow me, on!" Mu Qiu knew that he must not show a little cowardice at this moment, he would be a soldier, if he was afraid, then there would be no need to say anything about others.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, Mu Qiu trotted forward a few steps and plunged headlong into the roaring river, behind him, a thin rope rose and fell in the river with his forward body.

Swimming forward for only a few meters, Mu Qiu felt that his body could hardly be ruled by himself, the huge water flow pushed him, and his body couldn't help all the way down, he waved his arms desperately, trying his best to stabilize his body, the rain in the sky was still falling, so that his eyes could hardly be opened, but he still desperately opened his eyes, paying attention to the qiqi around him, but whenever he saw that there was a sudden water flow rushing into the sky on the left and right, it meant that there was a boulder there, if it was carried by the water flow to it, there was almost no chance of survival.

Swimming forward with difficulty, the impact of the current was greater, but the kind of rushing waves were becoming less and less, Mu Qiu breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that he had swam to the center of the river, and the next section should be relatively easy, only when he was close to the opposite bank, he would encounter danger again.

He looked around, trying to find the shadow of his companion, but on the dark surface of the river around him, where could he see the shadow of a companion except water or water.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qiu stretched his feet, followed the direction of the current, and swam towards the opposite bank, now he wants to keep his body, and when he gets close to the other bank, it will be another fight of life and death.

The tiger head stood on a boulder by the river, holding a canopy in his hand, trying to see the situation on the river, but where to see clearly, he was so anxious that he stomped his feet. In the dense forest behind him, three thousand tigers stood silently.

"With such a big wind and waves, such a complicated water situation, can you really swim through?" The tiger head looked at Zhao Yi'an, who had a calm face beside him, and asked.

"It is up to people to plan things, and it is up to heaven to make things happen!" Zhao Yi'an's face didn't seem to show any joy or anger, "General Tiger Head, don't you believe our soldiers?"

"It's not a question of believing it or not, it's a question of whether you can do it, Zhao Yi'an, do you think they have a chance to succeed? With such a big wind and waves, I am afraid that as soon as I get out of the water, I will be washed away in the middle of nowhere, not to mention the reef under the water, which is a fatal thing." Tiger Head Road.

Zhao Yi'an didn't answer his words, but his eyes turned to the hands of the twenty soldiers by the river, each of them held a thin hemp rope in their hands, and at their feet was a large plate of this kind of rope, if you talk about the length, it is hundreds of meters. The rope is rapidly stretching forward.

Mu Qiu's hand was stuck on a rock protrusion, panting heavily, just now he was carried by a rapid current rushed here, when he saw the appearance of this big black guy, he was so frightened that his soul flew away, and when he couldn't help but hit it straight up, a huge whirlpool suddenly surged under the boulder, which took his body sideways, and narrowly avoided the front of the boulder, and Mu Qiu also reached out to climb the corner of the rock at this critical moment, and his body was slapped on the side of the rock by the current, It was as if his whole body had been shot apart, but he let out a long breath, and he was finally blessed and survived.

Climbing the rocks and looking around, he was pleasantly surprised to see that in front of him, the rocks were connected to each other, and he had reached the shore.

Using his hands and feet together, he jumped from one piece to another, and when his feet finally stepped on the ground, Mu Qiu almost collapsed on the ground. Lying on his back in the shallow water, Mu Qiu opened his mouth wide, desperately breathing in the fresh air, and only after a while did he get up and carefully observe the surrounding situation. A full hundred meters away from the target he was about to reach, the huge cliff of the fallen bird stood in front of him in the dark.

Mu Qiu tightened the rope around his waist and walked towards the Falling Bird Cliff, while walking, he put two fingers in his mouth and learned the song of the bird, he was calling his companions.

In the darkness, the sound of the bird's response sounded, but Mu Qiu's face quickly became gloomy, there were twenty people when he set off, and now it was only Liao Liao who responded to him.

What about the others? He stopped, looked at the dark river, and bowed deeply.

Twenty excellent scout members, who arrived on the other side alive, including Mu Qiu, but only three.

The three of them climbed up the Falling Bird Cliff with difficulty, and Mu Qiu took out a small bag tightly sealed with oilskin and wax from his arms, and tore it open, and inside was a fire sickle and a stick of incense.

Playing the fire sickle and lighting the incense stick, Mu Qiu slowly faced the opposite bank, drawing one small circle after another in the air.

On the other side, Zhao Yi'an's eyes widened, "General Tiger Head, they've arrived!" Zhao Yi'an's voice trembled a little: "Look, firelight, firelight."

The tiger head jumped down from the boulder with a snort, "What are you still doing, hurry, prepare, prepare."

Zhao Yi'an also lit incense sticks here, drew a few circles in the air, and behind him, the soldiers quickly got busy. At the back of the rope, a thick rope is tied, and at the end of the thick rope, it is firmly tied with a rope that is the thickness of the child's wrist twisted together with iron wire. The ropes began to be pulled from the ground, driving the iron cables behind them, slowly sinking into the darkness. (To be continued......)