From Eju to Gangneung, if you go down the river, it will take less than three days to see the towering city wall of Gangneung.

Wang Kui had something in his heart, so he didn't want to stay in Ezhou longer, and he was also a little absent-minded at the banquet with Chen Wen, the governor of Ezhou, that night, in addition to polite words, he basically used "oh", "ah" and "um" to communicate, and the wine was also very small, Chen Wen knew the reason, and he didn't persuade much.

Early the next morning, as soon as the sky was light, the big ship set sail and set sail for Gangneung.

Wang Kui hid in the cabin, writing something behind closed doors, Changsun Hong didn't bother him, and took Kowloon Angde and other barbarians to gather on the deck to watch the river scenery along the way, and pointed at the scenery on the shore.

Where to cross the river, where to cross the river. Where can build a fence, where can build a fence in the city, several people are full of interest to express their opinions, Changsun Hong took this trip, as a rare march, with the intention of familiarizing a few important henchmen with water warfare, constantly put forward questions, let them think and answer.

Although the Sichuan River is long, it lies in a dangerous word, which is fundamentally different from the wide and long middle and lower reaches here.

If the fortification of the Sichuan River lies in blocking, then the fortification in the middle reaches lies in warfare.

The water battle of the Yangtze River, from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the open river surface can not be blocked, countless examples of war prove that on such a long and wide river, the method of covering the road with iron cables across the shipwreck of the river, can never prevent the opponent who intends to attack, only by building a strong naval division, with the idea of attacking and defending through it, can there be a chance of victory.

Changsun Hong has no naval army under him, and of course there are no generals who are familiar with water warfare, but in any case, it is always good for them to take this opportunity to have an impression.

In the enthusiastic speeches and heated discussions on the boat, the three days passed like water.

In the blink of an eye, Gangneung City was at the bow of the ship.

Each city along the river has its own characteristics, just like the women of the small jasper family in the water towns in the south of the Yangtze River, each with its own style, purple and red, and a hundred flowers blooming.

In the same way, they all have one or several large docks.

And Gangneung, such a pier is larger than any dock that Changsun Hong has ever seen along the way.

Countless warships were moored on the dock, and at a glance there was no edge to be seen, the masts of the forest reached into the sky, the black and white sails overturned like clouds, and the trumpets of the shipwrights and sergeants sounded on the river.

There is even a water village, standing on the Yangtze River with great momentum, the wide river surface, completely covered, the wooden wall erected on the pontoon bridge is like a long embankment, the river locks the sea, the watchtower and the arrow tower on the top, and the shuttle sergeant, the banner of the exhibition, the three crossbows of the cold mang, the water village is endowed with an unparalleled killing atmosphere.

There is a waterway in the water village, the passing ships line up from the water pass through the waterway set up, the soldiers who check up and down, the springboard rises and falls, the expression is serious, the action is sharp, the soldiers on both sides of the guard hold the crossbow, copy the spear, and add countless murderous spirits, here, whether you are a wealthy businessman in Jiangnan or a huge rich man, whether you are a rich country or a huge family, only trembling obediently.

On both sides of the water village, there is a long wall built along the river on the bank, in addition to the large crossbow that is commonly seen on the wall, every interval section, there is actually a black hole hole of the cannon port, a door of iron cannon mount on the specially built track, hidden under the battlement, looking at it from a distance, like a black monster mouth.

When he arrived here, he saw it as far as his eyes could see, and Changsun Hong really felt the strictness and strength of the Southern Song Dynasty River Defense.

The Southern Song Dynasty defended by the Yangtze River, relying on the two barriers of the Yangtze River and the Huai River, and was able to resist the invasion of the Jin State and Mongolia for more than 100 years and keep the country from being lost.

Think about the Southern Song Dynasty, and then think about the Southern Ming Dynasty, the difference is really hard to explain.

The official ship has privileges, and from afar, the boat of the sailor on the shore will come to inquire and identify the identity of the passengers on the ship, and the colonel will come on board and guide the boatman to the shore.

I found a berth, and as soon as the springboard was set up, a soldier dressed as a general came on board and asked to see Wang Kui.

Wang Kui opened the door and appeared, but the man was very polite, and directly hugged his fists and bowed down.

"Xia Guan Nai Ning Wu Jun Jiedu envoy Li Tingzhi, on the order of the Jiedu envoy, came to greet Lord Meng and his party, please follow the Xia Guan to land, the horses and horses are ready, no need to bring more things."

Ningwu Army Festival Envoy, refers to Meng Heng, his official title is very long, there are many titles, but the Jie Du Envoy is the highest honor, according to his status, can be called the Southern Song Dynasty in Yue Fei, Bi Zai Yu after the establishment of the third banner general, he commanded the generals, mostly proud of being on an errand under the Ningwu Army Festival.

The eldest grandson Hong followed Wang Kui's side, and when he heard the name Li Tingzhi, he struck his chest like lightning, his eyes were straight, and he stared at the young man in his twenties in front of him in a daze.

Li Tingzhi, a famous general at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, was born as a scholar, filled with military positions as a civil official, a native of Suizhou, Hubei, tall, well-read and ink classics, and also knew how to ride and shoot swordsmanship, civil and military all-rounders, in the war with Mongolia, he made many meritorious contributions and won many victories, but the most famous was when the Sheji general was leaning, and Jiang Cai was alone in Yangzhou, and insisted on being killed in the last year.

If in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty, in terms of the ranking of loyal ministers, there was Wen Tianxiang, then Wu could only be Li Tingzhi.

But the current Li Tingzhi, although he is very tall, about the same length as Changsun Hong, is also very strong, with long hands and big feet, but the spirit of a newborn calf on his face cannot be hidden.

He had to be by Meng Heng's side for a year and a half before he was born calm and deep.

Changsun Hong's heart itched, and he began to ponder a thought.

Li Tingzhi didn't know what he was thinking, but after Wang Kui nodded, he saluted the generals in Sichuan behind him, and his eyes swept around, although he was surprised that the leaders of the Sichuan envoys were all young people about the same size as himself, but he didn't care too much.

The group got off the boat and went ashore, there were already Jinghu soldiers waiting on the shore with horses, and there were several sedan chairs, everyone was a martial artist, and no one went to sit in a sedan chair, so they rushed up and rode a horse, and under the leadership of Li Tingzhi, they went away.

There are cavalry in front of the road, the horse team gallops on the street, along the way there is an endless stream of shops and houses, the tile roof stretches continuously, the people on the street hear the officers and soldiers coming from a distance, they are familiar with the flashes to the side, the road is wide, but it will not hinder, wait until the horse team passes, and then gather on the road again, the walking and selling greetings, what should they do, a prosperous faction.

This is Jiangling under the rule of Meng Heng, and sure enough, the people are rich and the army is strong, which is very different from other places.

Changsun Hong paid attention to observation all the way, his eyes have been looking at the scenery of the people, and he couldn't help but admire in his heart, only feeling that he still has a lot to learn in the way of internal affairs.

Li Tingzhi led the way in front, but did not enter the city along the street, but when he was about to run to the gate of Gangneung, he turned a corner and detoured to another road.

The road is more and more sparse, the more remote it is, Gangneung is located in the plain, basically there is no mountain, the roadside fields are continuous, look around, are farmers and soldiers of Tuntian, the grass and trees are in the meantime, some fruit trees are planted on the ridges, Qianbai style, it is evident.

The horse turned a few corners, turned a forest, crossed a few small bridges, the wood was broken, and suddenly the eyes were cheerful, and a large mansion with white walls and black tiles suddenly appeared in front of them.

The door of the house was open, and two old men with white temples and long beards stood side by side on the steps, talking to each other, smiling and looking in the direction where the horse team was coming.

In Changsun Hong's heart, it was hot for no reason, and a stream of blood rose from his abdomen and rushed straight to his mind.

He looked at the two white-bearded and white-haired old men, and instinctively felt that the most outstanding commander in the Southern Song Dynasty after Yue Fei was about to appear in front of him.

(End of chapter)