Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Flooding of the Rebels

At this time, Dong Zhuo was drinking and having fun in his tent, and he could only hear hurried footsteps outside.

"Report ...... Report to the general, General Mu sent someone to convey the military order, and now he is waiting outside the camp!"

"Huh?" Dong Zhuo sat up, frowned, and said, "What's the matter with that little white face looking for a certain family?" Is it difficult to find an excuse to clean up something? Hum! If that's the case, I'll have to turn my face with that little white face!"

"Go, bring in the herald!"

"Whoa!"

After the herald was brought in, he didn't have much fear, and gave a military salute and said: "Pass the general's order, let General Dong go to the Chinese army to talk about it, saying that he has a great merit to give to the general."

When Dong Zhuo heard that he had merit, he immediately became interested. However, he was not a person who was easily carried away by a few words, so he immediately ordered dozens of personal soldiers, sorted out his clothes a little, and hurried to the Chinese army.

"Meet the general, I don't know what the general has ordered to summon the last general?"

Mu Yi actually hated Dong Zhuo very much in his heart, but he didn't plan to do anything to Dong Zhuo. Because Dong Zhuo still needs to do the chaos that stirs up the world in the future, if he kills him, won't history change?

"That's the case, General Ben is going to release water to flood the enemy's military camp, and when the time comes, General Dong will be asked to lead the people of the headquarters to kill the enemy, and then General Ben will give the credit to the court one by one!"

Dong Zhuo is not a fool, when he heard about the release of water, he immediately thought of the 10,000 horses who quietly went out of the city a few days ago.

"The last will be ordered!"

……

The weather was clear, and Zhao Yun was resting with 10,000 people in the dense forest on the hillside, and everyone was covered with muddy water, as if they had rolled in the mud. There are even some who are directly tired and lie on the ground and fall asleep.

In the middle of the valley, a large amount of water has accumulated, and at first glance it looks like a reservoir, with sediment-laden floodwaters swirling back and forth.

One of the soldiers craned his neck to look down the valley, patted his chest with palpitations, and was about to turn around, when his feet slipped and he fell to the ground and slid down the hillside towards the reservoir.

Everyone who saw it was frightened and pinched a cold sweat, and another brother was about to bury his life in vain. fell into the reservoir, it was too late to rescue, and everyone could only sigh helplessly.

At the last moment, a man not far from the soldier drew his saber from his waist and plunged it into the ground, grasping the hilt with one hand and grabbing the soldier's arm with the other.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun hurriedly ordered: "Hurry, hurry up and get the rope to ......"

Then a soldier hurried over with a bundle of rope and threw the other end of the rope at the two men who were about to start sliding again.

Although the knife was inserted deep into the ground, it had rained for so long, and the soil was soft, bearing the weight of two people, and the knife was about to come out of the ground.

But with the rope, the soldier who fell first quickly grabbed it tightly with one hand.

Then, the two were pulled up by everyone with a rope without danger.

Zhao Yun stepped forward and looked at the soldier who saved people carefully, only to see that he was burly, in his twenties, with a beard on his face.

Zhao Yun nodded and said, "Yes, what's your name?" A person like you, who values love and righteousness, will definitely recommend it to the general. ”

The soldier bowed to Zhao Yun with a happy face: "Thank you, general, the villain's surname is Pang Ming, and the word Lingming!"

……

Time passed minute by minute, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon of the next day.

The soldiers in Bian Zhang and Han Sui's camp were bathed in the warm sunshine, and some of them were even lazily basking in the sun while scratching the lice in their clothes.

But at this moment, the sound of "boom" became louder and louder, as if it was a galloping horse, giving people a feeling of fear.

Some sharp-eyed people saw the surging flood rushing like a thousand horses, and they were so frightened that they even stuck their voices in their throats, and they only hated their parents for having two legs less, and ran desperately to the heights.

For a while, chickens and dogs jumped in the whole camp, and they ran desperately to the mountains one by one.

Although some ran fast, most of them were already flooded before they could realize what had happened.

Mu Yi, who was standing on the top of the city and watching, slowly closed his eyes, and couldn't bear to look any further. Although they are Hu people, they are all fresh lives, and they are drowned in the water like this, Mu Yi can't tell what it feels like in his heart.

War, that's the cruelty of war! For thousands of years of Chinese history, except for the later generations of peace, I don't know how many bones were buried in this land because of wars, and I don't know how many families were ruined because of this.

After a while, Mu Yi slowly opened his eyes and let out a long sigh: "Order Dong Zhuo, let him get ready, hear the drum on the city, and immediately go out of the city to kill the enemy!"

"Whoa!"

The surging flood swept down, the rebels' tents were scattered, the horses were desperately fluttering in the water, some were swept away by the flood, and some were lucky enough to climb ashore.

Less than forty percent of the rebels who ran to the hillside remained, and they were all in a terrible mess, not to mention their night shirts, and even their weapons did not know where they had been lost.

But at this moment, the city gate slowly opened, and the city was full of drums and horns, and a large number of officers and soldiers came out of the city.

Seeing this, Bian Zhang Han immediately reorganized his troops and horses and fled in the direction of Tianshui County.

Just kidding, just by virtue of the little soldiers and horses left now, the total is less than 10,000 people, and the weapons have been washed away by the water, what to fight with the officers and soldiers? It's better to sneak away sooner!

Fighting this kind of tailwind battle, Dong Zhuo is still very good, and he chased after the people of his headquarters desperately, and the shouting and killing in his mouth went straight to the sky.

Mu Yi at the head of the city smiled slightly, and said to Zhou Cang, Pei Yuanshao and the others on the side: "Pei Yuanshao and Hu Che'er led 5,000 people to collect the ownerless war horses, and Zhou Cang led 2,000 people to collect the scattered weapons and prisoners."

"Whoa!"

"The overall situation has been decided, Mr. Wenhe, second brother, let's go back to drink and celebrate!"

Jia Xu looked at Mu Yi who was walking in front, and secretly thought in his heart: "Thoughtful, good at admonishment, and decisive, he will definitely be a heroic figure in the future!"

Han Sui and Bian Zhang were really unlucky, they were chased by Dong Zhuo behind and beat the water dogs, and they ran desperately. But who knew that when I walked to a canyon, suddenly stones fell like raindrops from both sides of the valley, and thousands of people were killed by surprise.

Fortunately, Han Sui and Bian Zhang didn't know where to lead a war horse to rush through the canyon.

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