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Chapter 414: The Sailor Strikes

In February of the second year of Zhaoqing, the Tuojiang River, the largest river in the east that runs through Shunzhou, Shenzhou and Liaozhou, has begun to thaw, and the huge ice blocks begin to decompose into large or small irregular shapes down the river, colliding with each other from time to time, stirring up splashes in the sky, and hitting the embankments on both banks. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe warm sunshine and the bustle caress the earth, and the spring breeze is pleasant, but it is a good time for early spring.

Although there is still ice raging in the river, but on the embankment on both banks, the tender green grass stubbornly pokes its head out, swaying in the spring breeze with a weak and soft posture, from a distance, the embankment seems to have changed into a flower dress, green and yellow.

At the Tangwan Sailor Ground, Zheng Zhiyuan, the general of the Dingzhou Sailor Division, squatted on the side of the Tuojiang River with some worry, watching the large and small ice cubes pass not far in front of him, and the splashes of water splashed on his body, and he didn't seem to be aware of it. He was very anxious, Dingzhou Li Dashuai's order had been issued, asking them to launch an attack along both sides of the Tuojiang River as soon as possible, and cooperate with Zeng's army to entangle the main force of the Lu clan that penetrated deep into Shenzhou, but this year, Ling Xun was much later than usual, it was late February, but the Tuojiang River had just begun to thaw, and dozens of warships led by him entered the Tuojiang River from Anshun, but they were trapped in the Tangwan Naval Division, watching the Zeng clan retreat on land, but there was nothing to be done.

"Ghost weather on dog days!" Zheng Zhiyuan scolded hatefully, turned around and asked an old man in Xuanyi beside him: "Old Wu, when do you say this Ling Xun will end?" ”

Wu Lao is a local old man who has lived by the Tuojiang River for a long time, but he is very clear about Ling Xun here.

"General Zheng, looking at this weather, I'm afraid it won't be until the beginning of March before Ling Xun will completely end." Wu Lao said respectfully.

Zheng Zhiyuan angrily kicked the small stones on the embankment into the river, and shook his head helplessly, at this time in the Tuojiang River, it is impossible for the boat to enter the Tuojiang River, and the large and small ice blocks will cause fatal damage to the hull, so he can only wait, waiting for the moment when Ling Xun is over.

Shanyin County, Shenzhou, the base camp of the Lu army, Lu Fengchun was also anxious, the development of the war was far from what they had expected, the expected blitzkrieg turned into a protracted war of attrition, Zeng's resistance was unusually fierce, although the balance of victory was still in their favor, but it was only relative to this local war, and in the whole world this chess game, the Lu family was already quite dangerous.

After nearly a year of fierce fighting, although all of Shunzhou and most of Shenzhou were occupied, the further forward they went, the stronger the opponent's resistance became, and until now, every step closer to paying a huge price. After the torment of the winter, Lu Fengchun once again launched a fierce attack on the front of the city, Zhucheng is the last checkpoint of the northern army to encircle Shenzhou City, laid down him, the road to Shenzhou is a horse Pingchuan, no longer hindered, and take Shenzhou City, will further destroy Zeng's determination to resist, after a year of war, Zeng's main force has been almost destroyed, as long as Shenzhou City is taken, troops into Liaozhou, you can force Zeng's surrender.

But what Lu Fengchun never imagined was that it was this inconspicuous city that firmly stifled his progress. The small cities are only a few miles away, but tens of thousands of elites are stationed, and what makes the northern army even more chilling is that the defenders of this small city are well-equipped, and the trebuchet with a range of hundreds of steps is nearly twice as dense as their siege trebuchet.

Lu Fengchun's tens of thousands of troops were dragged by Zhucheng for half a month, but the city was still broken, looking at the increasingly warm weather, Lu Fengchun's temper became more and more irritable day by day.

Where did the cities come from with such excellent equipment? Of course, it was from Dingzhou, and since he knew that the Dingzhou Sailor had annihilated the Bozhou Sailor, Lu Fengchun knew that Li Qing had finally intervened in the battle.

A few years ago, the Dingzhou Navy Division arrived at Anshun Port, which made Lu Fengchun feel the imminent danger, but fortunately, when they arrived, it was winter, the Tuojiang River was frozen, and the Dingzhou Navy Division could not enter the inland river to fight, and his plan was to take Shenzhou in one go in this winter and march into Liaozhou.

But what he never expected was that a winter's efforts were just to get closer to Shenzhou City, and at this time, the Tuojiang River had begun to thaw, and he had to think about what he should do after the Dingzhou Sailor entered the Tuojiang River?

Zeng's sailors don't need to think about it at all, dozens of broken ships are quite poor in combat effectiveness, but the Dingzhou sailors are different, they are all fully equipped sailor warships, although those who can enter the Tuojiang River are just some small boats under a thousand materials, but for the northern army where the sailor division is equal to zero, this is a sharp arrow, with the Dingzhou sailor, Zeng's will be free to invest troops in any place along the Tuojiang River, and he can only be tired of defending.

Leaning over the map and staring for a long time at the zigzag Tuojiang River, which traverses the entire east, Lu Fengchun finally decided that no matter what, he would ensure the safety of the Tuojiang River.

"Terumi, come here!" He greeted his son. Lu Zhaoting, who had been captured alive by the Statistical Survey Division, walked over in armor and full of arms, and the faint blood stains on the armor showed that this former noble son was now also fighting on the front line, and under the stubbled beard on his face, his resolute look showed that he had begun to mature slowly in blood and fire.

"Dad, what's the matter?" Holding a glass of water in one hand, he walked over while pouring cold water down with a clatter.

"Look here!" Lu Fengchun pointed to a place on the drawing.

"Hakubadu?" Lu Zhaoting glanced at his father in surprise.

"Not only in it, but also in Baliji." Lu Fengchun's fingertips poked heavily at these two places.

"The Tuojiang River has a sharp turn in Baimadu and Baliji, forming a zigzag route, where the river is narrow and the water is turbulent, and only a fort is set up, and a built-in trebuchet can cover the entire river, and another village is set up on Baima Mountain to echo these two places. Make sure to cut off the Tuojiang River, so that Zeng's sailors cannot go up the Tuojiang River to attack the rear of our flank. Lu Fengchun said.

Lu Zhaoting nodded and said: "Dad, there is no problem with such a deployment, in the previous battle, didn't we defeat the Zeng Clan's sailors several times in these two places, so that they would be broken and sunk in the sand, and they would no longer be able to attack us along the Tuojiang River?" ”

"But the Dingzhou Sailor is here!" Lu Fengchun sighed, "The Dingzhou Naval Division is not comparable to the Zeng's Naval Division in terms of ships, soldiers, or equipment, I have weighed it repeatedly, and finally I feel that the troops in these places are too weak, and once they break through, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

Lu Zhaoting was silent for a moment, and said: "Dad, are you too worried, Baimadu and Baliji have gathered 3,000 soldiers in each fort, and another 4,000 elites echo on Baima Mountain, and 10,000 soldiers are guarding these two places, which should be foolproof." ”

"Don't be afraid of 10,000, just in case!" Lu Fengchun said: "In these places, there are only more than 4,000 elites who really belong to our Lu clan, and the other troops are all forcibly recruited locals, and there are Zeng generals who surrendered to us. ”

"What do you mean?" Lu Zhaoting asked.

"You lead 5,000 elite soldiers, give me to defend these two places to the death, no matter what, we must ensure that Baimadu and Baliji are in our hands." Lu Fengchun looked at his son and said: "The general of the Dingzhou Navy Division who entered the Tuojiang River is Zheng Zhiyuan, who completely annihilated Bozhou Zhongxiang, this person is resourceful, bold and good at fighting, and against him, you have to be careful and careful, there must be no leakage." ”

Lu Zhaoting's eyes lit up, staring at the two small black dots on the map that represented Baimadu and Baliji, "Dad, don't worry, no matter how treacherous he is, I only have one idea, that is, to stick to these two places and not let a ship pass through here." ”

Lu Fengchun stroked his beard and laughed, "That's what I mean, if you choke these two places, I will have no worries here, and I will go all out to take Zhucheng and march into Shenzhou." ”

Tangwan Water Division, the Ling Xun that had plagued Zheng Zhiyuan for many days finally ended, the rushing river rushed down in the river unrestrained, Zheng Zhiyuan, who guarded the river every day, was ecstatic and could finally send troops.

The sailors and marines of Dingzhou, who had stayed in Tangwan for a whole winter, boiled, and the sailors finally overhauled their ships and installed weapons, while the marines of the navy made their packages, packed up their weapons, and were ready to go. At the end of the day, they often tired them like dogs, returned to the camp, pulled a few mouthfuls of food with no strength, and then fell asleep like dead pigs, where they still had the strength to do something else.

This army has been in Tangwan for a long time, the local people were quite scared at the beginning, so many foreign troops stationed, for the local people, has always been a tragic thing, the so-called bandits are like combs, soldiers are like grates, that is to say, the army is much more beneficial than bandits, but this well-equipped, people are a little scared at first glance The army has made the locals have new doubts about the experience handed down from this old generation. Throughout the winter, every day the people could see these soldiers running in the snow singing songs and singing songs and striding naked shirts and wearing only a pair of shorts, or more than a dozen people carrying a log weighing hundreds of pounds and shouting trumpets passing by in front of their homes. From the fear at the beginning to the gradual habituation, and then later, whenever these soldiers trained, the bored ordinary people would come to watch the excitement, occasionally shouting for them a few hellos, clapping and cheering, there was really some taste of military and civilian family joy. Different from the army seen before, this army no matter what it collects in the local area, or what the soldiers need, it is paid in a regular manner, and I have never seen a single defaulter, and after a winter, the local residents not only did not suffer from the scourge of being soldiers, but their income rose a lot, and the only fly in the ointment was that the local chickens, ducks, pigs, and so on were swept away, and they were bought by these soldiers.

As the trumpets sounded, the soldiers, who were so popular with the locals, lined up in a neat line, stepped on the gangplank, entered the cabins of the moorings, and gradually disappeared from their field of vision as the ships pulled anchors.

"When will they come back?" The local people thought reluctantly.