Murong Qingchen once thought about why Wang Ningan would recommend Zhao Zongjing to come over, this prince is not literate, martial arts, and has a perverse temperament, he is simply useless, he is a drag oil bottle.

Digging up the Tarim River and releasing the water of Bosten Lake, this kind of earth-changing big move, only he Murong Qingchen can do it, like others, they are all pedantic chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning!

But to Murong Qingchen's great surprise, Zhao Zongjing was not afraid at all, and was even more excited than him.

Strange things, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?

Zhao Zongjing glanced at Murong.

"What about you or Wang Erlang's subordinates? Don't you know that Wang Erlang admires actuarial calculations the most! He said that in this world, as long as there are enough benefits, you can betray your parents! Although I don't agree, Liu Bang gave up his father in order to win the world. Destroying the water veins of the Western Regions is a heavenly sin that will be punished! But so what? Do you want the Western Regions to fall into the hands of Xizhi? Or let the Tanguts wipe us all out! I never hesitate when it's time to fight hard! ”

Zhao Zongjing patted his chest and said loudly: "That's it, leave the matter of digging rivers and lakes to me!" As he spoke, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around Murong's neck, and said with a smile: "If you destroy the karez, you will be struck by lightning, and I, the prince, can't bear to be split twice, so this time I will bear it for you!" ”

"Phew! God dared to split me, so I dug the Tianhe River first and flooded the Lingxiao Palace! ”

The two guys looked at each other for a while, and they couldn't help but laugh, and tears came out.

Murong Qingchen finally understood, no wonder Wang Xianggong was willing to make friends with Zhao Zongjing, it was really good! The two of them hooked up and quickly worked out a strategy.

Xizhi surrounded them on three sides, but one side was aimed at Pu Changhai, Xizhi had no naval army, and he couldn't help the Song army at all. Taking advantage of the night, a thousand men and horses, unaware of the ghosts, can immediately cross the Puchang Sea and land in a place where Xizhi on the other side cannot take care of it.

After landing, it is necessary to get to Bosten Lake as soon as possible.

A few months ago, Murong led his men and horses to exterminate the surrounding sand bandits.

He walked around the circle and found that Bosten Lake is even bigger than Puchanghai, backed by the Tianshan Mountains, with abundant water and abundant products, and if you want to continue to develop, Bosten Lake is one of the best choices.

Unlike the people of the Western Regions, the Han people faced nature and always thought about how to transform it.

As early as the pre-Qin period, he built the Dujiangyan, built the Zhengguo Canal, opened the Ling Canal, and in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, he excavated the Grand Canal...... For the Song people, if you need anything, do it!

Murong Qingchen wanted to build a city around Bosten Lake, so he thought of a water source, and if he needed to divert water, he needed to dig a canal.

Therefore, Murong gathered all the captured sand thieves, dug the canal day and night, and let them carry the stones of the Tianshan Mountains as the bottom of the canal to prevent water loss...... Three months later, Murong had exhausted all the sand pirates to death, and their bodies were thrown into Bosten Lake.

Murong didn't care about any of this, the work was stopped because the sand thieves were exhausted, and Xizhi was about to kill, so he had to go all out to deal with more powerful enemies.

Faced with a bad situation, Murong thought of the project that had not been completed before.

"Lord, as long as you are here, less than a mile long is carnaged, the water of Bosten Lake will flow out continuously, and the terrain here is high in the northwest and low in the southeast, and the water will flow into the Tarim River through a section of desert. At that time, the volume of water in the Tarim River will increase several times, resulting in flooding. ”

Zhao Zongjing listened hard, and he nodded frequently, "But the Puchang Sea is so vast, and the water flows in, and it will only enter the Puchang Sea, how can it drown the people and horses of the Karakhanate Kingdom?" ”

"Hahaha...... Murong smiled proudly, "Lord Wang, the thousand people you brought out can take a boat." ”

Zhao Zongjing still didn't understand.

Murong knocked on his head angrily, "It's not simple, after getting out of Puchanghai, get the boat into the river, fill it with bricks, and wait for the water from Bosten Lake to flow in, then scuttle the boat and block the river." If the water does not flow into the Puchang Sea, it will go to Xizhi's 100,000 army! ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Zongjing woke up like a dream, and he stretched out two thumbs up!

"Okay, that's amazing!"

Zhao Zongjing patted his ass and was about to act immediately.

Murong felt sorry for the little prince.

"If this matter is not done well, it will change the topography of the Western Regions, and maybe the prince will also be guilty. I think, let's let Di Buta go? Or Wang Ningxuan can do it! ”

"Okay what?"

Zhao Zongjing said angrily: "I'll tell you, if we put our hearts and eyes right, we are forced to do it, but it doesn't mean that we are doing the right thing!" My surname is Zhao, I am a royal person, I have enjoyed the glory and wealth of several lifetimes, God condemned my guilt, and I will go to hell after death, so I should let the people of our old Zhao family come. Anyway, there is no need to fight, you all stay in the city, guard it well, don't let Xizhi see the flaws! ”

Zhao Zongjing hurriedly went to call the eldest brother Zhao Zongjing, and after a little discussion, the two brothers nodded.

The war situation in Western Xia is unfavorable, if they are still entangled with the Qarakhanid, in case the people and horses of Western Xia are killed, they don't even know how they died!

Don't fight at this time, but when to wait!

In fact, Murong and Zhao Zongjing didn't know that when they made this decision, the battle situation in the northwest had already shifted to the Great Song Dynasty again...... So this ecological disaster is completely caused by backward communications, without a mobile phone, even if there is a telegram, Zhao Zongjing does not have to bear the infamy of "environmental butcher"!

At this time, Zhao Zongjing still didn't know it, he took the fleet, took advantage of the cover of the night, and left the battlefield. It wasn't until noon the next day that he was back on land.

After a simple identification, Zhao Zongjing took 900 people and went straight to the direction of Bosten Lake to find the canal that Murong had dug before.

Zhao Zongyi took a hundred people and their boats, and slowly entered the course of the Tarim River, and loaded a lot of cement on the boats.

Zhao Zongxi was familiar with the road, and with the sand, he filled it into an iron frame and made cement lumps. Then the cement lump was put back into the boat.

Seeing that the ship was sinking more and more, Zhao Zongxi's heart was also constantly falling.

He was really afraid that something would go wrong, and he anxiously counted the days.

Whenever people passed by, he would send men and arrest them all. Drive to the river and watch carefully.

Luckily, he didn't encounter a large group of sand thieves, nor did he encounter Xizhi's men.

On the night of this day, suddenly there was a trace of waves on the surface of the river without waves, there was no wind, but there was a muffled sound from afar, as if 10,000 old cattle were roaring again!

"Haha! It's done! ”

Zhao Zongyi hurriedly ordered, they had already hidden gunpowder in the ship, and quickly lit the fire rope.

At the moment of burning, seeing the water surface getting higher and higher, the water splash was agitated, from a distance, rushing to the face, a cool breath!

The sound was so violent that it almost drowned out the explosion!

One by one, the boats exploded, and the cement blocks rolled out from the bottom of the boats, sealing off the river.

Dozens of ships, blocked layer by layer, the surging flood hit several times, just splashed countless splashes, but there was nothing to be done, since this road is not passable, then change the road!

The raging flood water overflowed from the riverbed on one side and quickly flowed eastward......

"Big brother, how is it, are you ready?"

Zhao Zongjing came with the soldiers in embarrassment, but found that the torrent had already rushed into the distance, he was very embarrassed, "I thought of everything, but I didn't expect that the water was faster than us!" ”

Zhao Zongyi was elated and high-spirited at this time!

"Let's go, although there are few of us, we can teach Xizhi a lesson!"

Zhao Zongjing couldn't agree more.

Their 1,000 men and horses, following the torrent, rushed straight to Xizhi's army!

In the Western Regions, there will only be a shortage of water, and I never thought that there would be a flood, but the people of the Qarakhanid Kingdom won the lottery. When the torrent poured into the barracks, their first reaction was not fear, but excitement!

Could it be that God sent a fountain of sweetness to reward them for their merits?

Soon, the currents were increasing, the tents of the barracks were destroyed, and grain and jerky floated...... That's when they felt the trepidation.

Xizhi rushed out of the royal tent and shouted frantically, asking his men to rescue food and move the tent to a high place.

But the current was getting stronger, and their camp soon turned into an ocean. The soldiers and war horses who did not know how to be watery were scurrying around, and there were countless soldiers who were trampled to death by the war horses alone.

It was at this time that the gates of the Song army were opened.

Murong Qingchen is in the center, accompanied by Wang Ningxuan and Di Yong!

"Victory or defeat in one fell swoop! If you don't break the enemy soldiers, you won't give up! ”

"If you don't break the enemy soldiers, you won't give up!"

The men and horses are even more turbulent than the torrent, and the Wang family's army has not many iron horses, only less than 2,000 people, but they are still invincible!

The fierce cavalry divided the Qarakhanid army into pieces, and then the other horses pounced on them and ate them in one bite.

This is a battle of snakes swallowing elephants, and Xizhi's men and horses exceeded 100,000, more than 5 times that of the Song army. Even if they all kneel on the ground and kill them one by one, they may tire Song Jun half to death!

It's just that the flood helped them, and in the eyes of the soldiers of the Qarakhanid, this flood that should not exist is the punishment of heaven, obviously, God is on the side of the Great Song!

They are human beings, and they can't compete with Song Bing!

Many horses surrendered, kneeling in the water, shivering...... The Zhao brothers who came with the flood, they only caught up with the prisoners.

Xizhi was unwilling, he commanded his henchmen, in a vain attempt to fight to the death with Song Jun.

As a result, they happened to meet Wang Ningxuan, and they collided head-on, and Xizhi's elite fell from their war horses and fell into the stagnant water like dumplings.

The battle lasted for two hours, and when Di Yong led his troops to kill from behind, Xizhi collapsed, and he fled from Puchanghai with less than 10,000 men......

In the face of the flood, in the face of countless captives.

Murong Qingchen and Zhao Zongjing both showed big smiles, which were even brighter than the sunset on the horizon. They used the fastest speed to fly pigeons to pass the book to Qingtang, and then transferred to Qinzhou and sent to the capital.

This process takes at least 20 days!

When Uncle Zhao received the good news, he burst into tears with excitement, it's good, the Northwest has won, and the Western Regions have also won! God is still on the side of Da Song!

He muttered, "God bless the Great Song! God bless the Great Song!! ”