After the army turned out of the nameless mountain, Li Zhongyi commanded more than 15,000 cavalry, like a tiger descending from the mountain, galloping on the great plain.

Between Yushui and Wuyi Mountain, it is a rare plain area, and Li Zhongyi's cavalry is very adaptable to the current terrain and landform, and the spirit of the road is more than three percent better than before.

After the army passed through Xinzhou (now Shangrao City), along the bank of Yushui, all the way to Hongzhou.

Li Zhongyi stood on the side of the road, watching the rolling iron stream pass in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Li Yu'er, I am here!

To put it bluntly, Li Zhongyi didn't take Li Yu in his eyes at all, in his opinion, Li Yu was just a literary and artistic young man.

When it comes to reading, writing, and writing poetry, Li Yu is far better than Li Zhongyi. However, if it is said that governing the country and fighting a war, Li Yu is a mess, and he can't even catch up with Li Zhongyi's half foot.

When resting on the way, Li Zhongyi sat on a big stone on the side of the road, nibbled on two mouthfuls of dry food, drank two mouthfuls of water, and ate deliciously.

Suddenly, in the distance on the edge of the sky, there was a rumbling roar, and Li Zhongyi initially thought that there was a large group of cavalry attacking.

However, it didn't take long for a small group of throat knights to rush to the scene with a frenzied slap.

"Gift...... Report to the emperor, the remaining water has burst the embankment, and the flood is rushing towards us......"

"Ah......" Li Zhongyi was dumbfounded on the spot, now is not the summer flood period, where did the flood come from?

However, the soldiers of the throat reprimand team will never deliberately deceive, there must be a flood rushing over.

Li Zhongyi immediately ordered: "The whole army got on the horse, except for rations and drinking water, threw away all the burdensome things, and rushed to the high ground on the side of Wuyi Mountain at full speed." ”

With Li Zhongyi's order, the knights, who had not yet figured out the situation, threw away their cumbersome things, turned over their horses, and under the command of their respective officers, turned around and rushed towards Wuyi Mountain.

"Your Majesty, what about the 6-pounder cannon? It can't be thrown at the flood, right? The commander of the artillery army made Li Yongtang find Li Zhongyi and shouted, "No matter what, you can't throw the artillery." ”

Li Zhongyi glared at Li Yongtang angrily, and scolded sharply: "When is this?" If you have noisy work, it is better to quickly drag all the guns and run with the Qinya battalion. ”

"Order." Li Yongtang was overjoyed and walked away, this time he brought out all the 6-pounder guns, and the 6-pounder guns are light and easy to move.

For a time, more than 10,000 knights, embarrassed in the direction of Wuyi in the south, hugged their heads and scurried, lest they be caught up by the flood and swallowed up in the water.

Fortunately, Li Zhongyi was cautious in his use of troops, and no matter where he went, he would spill the soldiers of the throat camp at least a hundred miles away at the first time.

When he was halfway through, Li Zhongyi had already figured it out, and he couldn't help but feel a pain in his teeth.

It must have been the principal of the Southern Tang Dynasty, who sensed his sneak attack and took the initiative to dig the embankment of the remaining water, in an attempt to drown their lone army in one fell swoop.

After galloping all the way for more than three hours, even if it was one person and three riders, some of the weaker war horses could not bear their strength and began to foam at the mouth.

Li Zhongyi saw that it was getting late and the terrain was getting higher, so he issued a military order to dismount and rest in place.

Fortunately, it was not a flood season, and after the news that was constantly transmitted back by the Throat Camp, the momentum of the flood was more than ten miles away, and it became slow and weak.

Li Zhongyi couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, it was only dug up the remaining water, if the Yangtze River was dug up, the surging flood would only swallow up more than 10,000 of them, right?

After being hit by the flood, after the inventory of the logistics officer, it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune, except for one person who fell and injured his leg, there are no other casualties.

It's just that the loss of materials is much greater. All the miscellaneous items, including tents, camping ropes, small bookcases, small ponies, etc., were all lost.

If there is a heavy rainstorm now, including Li Zhongyi, everyone can only carry it, and they will not be able to find a place to shelter from the rain.

After resting for more than two hours, the final loss report was sent to Li Zhongyi's hand.

Li Zhongyi took the report, read it carefully, uh-huh, the thirty artillery pieces brought out were all brought out, only gunpowder and iron projectiles, less than half.

"Hehe, fortunately, we found it early and ran fast, otherwise, I am afraid that we would not be able to save even a single artillery." Li Zhongyi felt very lucky, as long as the artillery was there, and there was a certain base of gunpowder and projectiles, he would not worry about not being able to enter the city of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Although the 6-pounder gun is much less powerful, it is better than being lightweight and easy to transport and transfer.

"Your Majesty, it's fortunate that you prevented your subordinates from bringing out the 12-pounder cannon, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable." Li Yongtang gasped and admired Li Zhongyi very much.

"Well, if the 12-pounder falls into the hands of the enemy, that will be a big problem."

Just now, Li Zhongyi was actually sweating, but he was afraid that the 6-pounder cannon would be discarded on the way, so he asked the people and horses of the Southern Tang Dynasty to pick it up.

In this era of low scientific and technological strength, the so-called military scientific and technological barriers are actually just the thickness of a piece of paper.

If Nantang gets the physical object of the 6-pounder cannon, in fact, with the metallurgical strength of Nantang, as long as you are ruthless, it will take a little more time to imitate it, which is also a logical thing.

For another example, in the forbidden army of the Qiang Han Dynasty, the extensive and heavily equipped divine arm crossbows, as long as the craftsmen of the Southern Tang Dynasty get the real thing, Li Zhongyi has reason to believe that they will soon be imitated.

Therefore, Li Zhongyi has always felt very lucky, before leaving, the senators of the General Staff Department had already decided that carrying a 12-pounder gun on the road would definitely not be conducive to a long-distance attack.

It's just that, in order to escape the flood, tents and other miscellaneous items have been thrown away, and the soldiers will definitely have to camp in the open air tonight.

Luck is not bad, although the pots and stoves used to make rice and other things have also been thrown away, but the dry food and grain are very complete and carried to Wuyi Mountain.

Due to the discarding of iron pots, temporary large-scale cooking has obviously become a luxury.

Li Zhongyi had to order that if he passed through a town on the way, he could borrow a folk pot and stove to fry the grain into dry food and take it with him on the road to eat.

Just as Li Zhongyi's thoughts were finished, he heard a series of muffled thunder explode in mid-air, and then a heavy rain came unexpectedly.

There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it, for a while, all the soldiers, including Li Zhongyi, were all poured into the soup chicken.

"Nima, this thief is too bullying." Li Zhongyi was extremely irritable in his heart, and the classic national scolding couldn't help blurting out.

In the days of following Li Zhongyi's side, Li Anguo has become accustomed to it, and Li Zhongyi often bursts out with national scolding.

Although Li Anguo didn't know what he meant, he also knew that it was definitely not a good word.