In fact, whether it was Fang Zhenhai or the other generals, they all knew very well that this attack would most likely not be able to arrive on time. But what they didn't expect was that they could confirm that they wouldn't be able to arrive on time after only one day of walking.

If you only look at the march on this day, it is actually very satisfying to Fang Zhenhai. Because in this day, the small troops of Donghu attacked twice, but the Han army actually walked sixty miles on this day, however, when they came to the bank of the Liao River, they were dumbfounded.

It stands to reason that they don't have to cross the Liao River. The direction of the Liao River is from south to north, which is roughly the same as the march route of the Han army. However, a few days ago, the heavy rain caused a flash flood in the Great Liao Mountain, five miles away, and under the impact of this flash flood, the Liao River was diverted, and now, a wide water surface is in front of the Han army.

The problem is that all the boats that can be found are small boats, at most three or five people at a time, and those that can carry ten or eight people are considered big ships, and even there are not many such ships. If you use this kind of boat to ferry, let alone 12 days, it would be good to be able to cross the whole army in 120 days.

Of course, the Han army also had other methods. The first option is to wait. The flash flood is exhausted, the water level is low, and sooner or later the Liao River will return to its original watercourse. However, if you do this, it is better to simply build a ship, and you can always save some time.

The second way is to wrap around. Bypassing the Great Liao Mountain, you can avoid this river.

The problem is that the Great Liao Mountain starts in Liaozhong and stretches for hundreds of miles to the north. This one will go around nearly 100 miles.

The third way is to go around the previous section and go directly over the Great Liao Mountain. Of course, this way of walking is reasonable from the map, the problem is that the mountain is just a point on the map, and it is impossible to climb over it in five or six days.

Therefore, the final conclusion of all methods is: it cannot be used as a solution.

So, Fang Zhenhai could only stand by the river and smile bitterly.

"I have to write another official letter, saying that the Liao River is blocked, and it seems that we can only wait for General Zhu to perform a clever plan." Fang Zhenhai sighed.

Behind him, a group of generals looked at each other and sighed.

In fact, to be honest, the water of the Liaohe River actually solved the dispute between Zhu Ling and the front-line soldiers. Zhu Lingda can excuse himself from the accident of the Liaohe River, saying that no matter how much he calculates, he can't be considered God, and the front-line soldiers can also use this reason to block the mouth of the military department, as a reason why they really can't take Dongfeng and Xifeng within 20 days.

However, not being able to attack the enemy smoothly is not something to be happy about in any case, after all, it involves recovering territory, not just intrigue.

"Heighten your vigilance tonight." Fang Zhenhai instructed, "Early tomorrow morning, collect the troops and return to Liaozhong." ”

Everyone was a little depressed.

Just sending troops and going back, it is more frustrating than losing the battle, but there is no way, the reality is like this.

Wei Changfeng returned to his tent very late. His trivial facts are too many. The tooth general assists General Chang, so all the chores are handled by the tooth general, and he is not a person who can handle chores, he is busy and thinks, this position should be given to Bai Qi, Bai Qi to deal with these things, it is really easy and enjoyable.

He yawned, thinking that when he returned to Liaozhong, he must go to see Li Qianyue. These days, his tent is obviously not far from Li Qianyue's tent, but he is too busy to take a look.

Well, it's finally time to rest.

He fell heavily on the bed, not even wanting to take off his clothes.

Suddenly, the guard's scolding voice came from outside: "Who? Do...... Alas! ”

The curtain was windless and automatic, and suddenly it was lifted, and something flew straight towards Wei Changfeng!

Wei Changfeng rolled and had already avoided the other side of the bed, and the thing snapped softly, hit the tent wall and fell.

"There are assassins!" The guards outside the door shouted loudly.

In a moment, there was chaos outside the tent.

Wei Changfeng had already stood up from the ground, grabbed the sword in one hand, and looked at the thing that had fallen on the ground.

It was a long cylinder, what appeared to be a rolled-up piece of paper. Wei Changfeng felt strange in his heart, and carefully picked up the roll of paper with a cloth pad, and saw that this paper was a scroll of paintings on the painting scroll, and the painting scroll was very ordinary, and there was no mechanism.

At this time, dozens of soldiers arrived one after another, and after a while, the torches were lit, and someone had already probed into the account, and they were relieved to see that Wei Changfeng was safe and sound. Only shouts and swords collided in all directions, and the soldiers had already begun to search.

Wei Changfeng's heart was puzzled.

If it was a weapon, a hidden weapon, or even a stone, he understood, but if he threw in a painting, and it was a painting that was carefully rolled up, what was it? Which assassin used the painting to assassinate?

He slowly unfolded the scroll.

If it wasn't the painting for the assassination, then there was only one possibility: someone wanted him to see what was in the painting.

As soon as the painting unfolded, he immediately let out an "ah".

The style of the painting was all too familiar to him.

Don't get me wrong, although Wei Changfeng has some literary skills, he doesn't have the skills to paint, to distinguish the quality of a painting, or to know which painter's style is at a glance, he really can't do this, but the style of this painting, I'm afraid that even a village child can never forget it.

Because this painting is full of long straight lines.

Some are long straight lines and short circles, some are long straight lines, and some black dots and so on, some of these lines are separate, some are drawn together, anyway, they are definitely not ordinary paintings.

This painting is too similar to the painting that Sun Daochang gave him. As for the style, it's really exactly the same.

Outside the tent, Ma Yong's loud voice roared: "Have you caught the assassin?" Will there be any injuries to defend the teeth? What are you all doing to eat, and you let the assassins in?! ”

Wei Changfeng hurriedly probed out of the tent, beckoned to Ma Yong to let him in, and saw that Bai Qi was also hurrying up, so he also beckoned to Bai Qi.

The two saw Wei Changfeng waving, and they didn't know what he had to say or what they had discovered, so they entered the account one after another.

As soon as he entered the tent, Wei Changfeng showed the painting to the two: "The assassin didn't want to kill me, he wanted to give me this painting." ”

"It's a lot like your painting." Ma Yong saw it at a glance. Wei Changfeng had shown the painting given by Sun Daochang before, and everyone couldn't understand what it was, but of course everyone remembered the strangeness of the painting, and now when they looked at this painting, even Ma Yong immediately realized that it was very similar to the previous painting.

Wei Changfeng nodded and said in a low voice, "I suspect that Sun Daochang sneaked in and wanted to give me another painting." ”

"Why is he so pretentious?" Ma Yong was a little angry, "Isn't this a troublemaker?" ”

"It may not be Sun Daochang." Bai Qi said on the side, "If it was Daochang Sun, he could have asked to see him directly, there was no need to do this." ”