Although it looks like it's going to be August, the weather is still very hot, all kinds of poisonous vines and thorns are everywhere, and some colorful wild fruits look tempting and fatal to eat.

In all other aspects, it is also full of attractive atmosphere, but there is a hidden danger of death, people often say that the land of the Southern Barbarians is full of smoke and miasma, poisonous snakes and beasts, if you have not experienced it yourself, it is really unimaginable.

Yang Jing has achieved success in cultivation and has a profound realm, even so, he still can't stand it, let alone mention those ordinary soldiers.

The biggest enemy of fighting here is not Chen Shoudu and his rebels, nor Kublai Khan's Mongol army, but the God who shaped this world!

It had only been a day of marching, and the mire on the road had swallowed up three bantam iron cannons, and a cart loaded with more than 300 catties of ammunition was bubbling and bubbling like this, and fell into an unfathomable quagmire, swallowing it along with the coachmen and the militiamen.

These militiamen were all sent by Li Lin'an to lead the way, and even they were on the road, let alone the Song army!

In a whole day, a large army of 20,000 or 30,000 people had only traveled less than 30 miles, and without even touching the border of Chang'an Mansion, it had already lost a lot of manpower and baggage.

In the evening, thunder and lightning roared, and it rained heavily!

This rainstorm is not a heavy rain in the ordinary sense, just like the opening of the heavenly river, and the river water washes the world without any restrictions!

The cloak has no effect at all, and people are like standing at the bottom of a waterfall, and they can't stand steadily!

Yang Jing was in Baling earlier, where it was also rainy, and then when he arrived in Hangzhou, he had also seen the rainy season, but those rains were either poetic and sentimental, or the heavy rain by Dongting Lake was also heroic and magnificent.

But the rain here is unscrupulous, full of barbarism and primitiveness, and in it, people seem to have returned to the ancient wilderness, with no long things, feeling the power of heaven and earth, and only feeling that they are small and pitiful.

The scorching heat for several days has already made the soldiers miserable, and many people even suffered from heat stroke, which seems to be a trivial matter, but in ancient times, it also caused human death.

After the scorching heat, there was another icy rainstorm, and the soldiers couldn't stand it, the barracks couldn't stand it, and the soldiers wilted, like a plague chicken, where can we talk about the morale of the army.

What's even worse is that after the gunpowder is damp, the strength of the Shenhuo camp will be lost by half, and the dampness on weekdays is just that, and things like oiled paper and arrowroot cloth can also prevent moisture, such heavy rain, even plastic film may not be able to have an effect!

The sky and the earth are all water, the visibility has been reduced to the minimum, and the jungle is dark, and it is evening, and the faces of people cannot be seen clearly in three or five steps, and the people are panicked, and everyone lives in terror, as if they have been thrown into the gloomy forest of hell!

Yang Jing asked Zhang Changling to issue a military order, and everyone took action and set up camp tents as soon as possible, otherwise they would stand dry in this heavy rain and let the rain wash away, and within one night, people would be wasted!

Although the rain had already soaked everyone, it was better to have a tent to cover it, and even if it was impossible to make a fire to warm up and dry clothes, it was still better than now.

What's more, a rainstorm has made them crushed, and camping is also an excellent psychological hint, otherwise the team will really disperse!

However, it was difficult to move in the heavy rain, and the heralds were also anxious, and it was already very difficult to convey orders, and the implementation was even more slow, many people were too lazy to move, and some even fought for a dry tree hole!

Fortunately, the Shenhuo Camp was created by Yang Jing, and the military discipline was relatively serious, and there was no delay or even disobedience, which can be regarded as a reassurance for Yang Jing.

However, it was not long before the people of the Shenhuo camp came to report that many of the muskets had failed, and the brothers were also a little panicked.

Yang Jing also frowned, although this musket is an imitation of the old sleeve made in Hanyang, and the bullets are primer, so there is no need to worry about moisture.

But the firearm itself is an iron-wood structure, and the wood will expand after being wet, and the gun will be deformed, and some of its parts will be stuck due to insufficient lubrication due to rain!

At that time, there was no lubricating oil or anything like that, and although Yang Jing also found some substitutes, he was no match for the heavy rain in the sky and on the ground after all.

Even the Shenhuo camp had a problem, and Yang Jing also felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and he couldn't care about it, so he asked Feng Ruochen and the others to take care of Ji Jin, braved the torrential rain, and walked into the camp with Zhang Changling and Li Linan to appease the army.

When I arrived at the camp, I saw that because of the cramped terrain, the sergeants were in a pile of places and west, and many of them did not set up their tents at all, but only wrapped their tent cloths around their bodies, or put them on their heads, leaned against big trees or stones, and shivered and shivered, like old dogs in the water.

There were also people who erected crooked tents, and the torrential rain washed down, and even the tents collapsed, and there was a burst of scolding, and they were so angry that they threw away the tents.

In short, the camp is a mess, and it really doesn't look like it.

Although the Shenhuo Camp is better, there is also an extremely low atmosphere in the air, everyone is cold, but there is no fighting spirit in their eyes, just hoping that the heavy rain will pass as soon as possible.

As for Li Lin'an's people, they are better, listening to an old sergeant major say that this rainstorm is also rare in ten years, even they are a little unbearable.

Although the soldiers of the Chen Dynasty were barefoot and thinly dressed, they wrapped their bodies in lotus leaves and the like, and although they did not have tents, they also knew how to resist the torrential rain and not let the torrential rain wash away their bodies.

Perhaps these occlusions do not play a big role at all, but they have an extremely positive suggestive effect on psychological construction.

Even so, their weapons have never left their bodies, and the harsher the environment and the more difficult the conditions, the more vigilant they are, because as soldiers, the sword in their hands is the life-saving guy, the straw they have to rely on!

Yang Jing walked a short and half way, Rao is deep internal strength, and he was a little unbearable, he raised his head, but saw that the sky was as black as ink, the heavy rain smashed his cheeks painfully, his eyes couldn't open, and the rumbling sound of water filled his ears, and the two stood opposite each other, and they could only roar and talk.

But sometimes this is the case, the more noisy the environment, the quieter it seems after getting used to it, because the sound is too monotonous.

Yang Jing no longer seems to hear the sound of rain, nor can he hear the sound of people, the world is vast, as if he is alone, the torrential rain converges into a stream, like the blood of the earth is flowing, the rumbling sound is like a mountain torrent in the distance, and it is like the pulse of the earth beating.

It's just that in such a short moment, Yang Jing seemed to be extremely quiet, and he was in a trance!

This is something that has never been done before, since he has cultivated so far, this is the first time he has been born!

After settled, Xuan Gong operated, the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to become clear and bright, the heavy rain became hazy, Yang Jing's vision was like a sharp blade, and he could see the essence of heaven and earth through these obstacles!

He knew that it wasn't his eyes that had become brighter, but his heart that had become brighter!

He scanned the camp as if he saw a heavy and dead air enveloping the entire camp low, like a large quilt soaked in ink, pressing on everyone's head.

And around the camp, there was a trace of dark red blood, and there were miserable green eyes like fireflies!

Yang Jing opened his eyes suddenly, just a dozen steps in front of him, where he was already invisible to the naked eye, he could clearly "see" the scene that made him sober up instantly!

A soldier shrank at the root of a tree and shivered, a black shadow flashed from behind the trunk of the tree, covering his mouth, and the blade wiped open the soldier's throat, the soldier's throat was like a big mouth torn open, Ziz sprayed blood, and a life was silently covered by the torrential rain!

More and more black shadows emerged from the surrounding jungle, and they walked like ghosts in the torrential rain!

"It's the enemy attacking at night!"

Yang Jing's heart was shocked, and he brought up the Xuan Gong, and Long Xiao generally warned: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Zhang Changling, Li Lin'an and the others beside them looked at each other, they didn't have Yang Jing's keen sense, how could they see this!

However, they all know that Yang Jing doesn't need to do this, since Yang Jing has given a warning, there is really an enemy attacking at night!

"Get up for me! Get up for me!" Zhang Changling pulled out a straight knife, Li Linan also pulled out his waist knife, and walked forward a few steps, and sure enough, he saw many rebels killed from the dense forest, and many sergeants were already lying down on the ground!

Yang Jing stepped forward quickly, raised his hand and took care of three or five enemies, these people were not enough to see in front of Yang Jing, and the jade-faced Yaksha Zhang Changling and the halberd chief Li Lin'an were also murderous.

But the problem is that the camp is too big, the sound is blocked by the torrential rain, even if the gong is struck, it may not be too far, the signal rocket cannot be used, even the earth-shaking thunder cannot be used, if you want to make the sergeants on alert in a short time, you can't do it at all, with Yang Jing and these people, how can you kill all the enemies!

Chen Shoudu's people were unintentional, even if they were also affected by the heavy rainstorm, but they had figured out the situation early on, and they came prepared, and the soldiers were all killers walking in the jungle, and how could people resist it!

At this moment, the Song army had no advantage, and Li Lin'an's forbidden army defending the imperial city was useless, but not as good as those auxiliaries and people, these militiamen saw that the momentum was not right, and they had no intention of resisting, so they began to flee one after another!

Yang Jing couldn't see the entire camp clearly, but he also knew that Chen Shoudu would not let go of this opportunity, although Zhang Changling had made defensive arrangements on the periphery, but a heavy rainstorm disrupted all this, I was afraid that after tonight, I don't know how many brothers would be left!

"Click!"

Yang Jing came quickly, staggered over, and the enemy's knife was just raised, and his neck was broken.

Yang Jing was moving forward, but he was worried in his heart, there was no way to go on like this, he had to find ways to make these people alert, otherwise the casualties would be heavy!

This camp is not open, nor is it flat, but it is already the best position that can be found, Yang Jingshen walked shallow foot by foot, some Shenhuo camp brothers in front of him have already shot, although the gunfire is sparse, but the sharp gunfire is particularly penetrating, but it has gradually aroused the vigilance of the brothers.

Many people also began to resist, and chaos was inevitable, but most of them were still kept in the dark, and if they were not reminded in time, they would not know how they would die!

Yang Jing took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and began to communicate with the evil Jiao not far away!

As long as this evil Jiao senses Yang Jing's call, whether it is roaring or breathing fire, it will always be able to attract the attention of the brothers!

However, Yang Jing's mind kept summoning, but the contact of the evil Jiao was minimal, and there was not even any response!

Yang Jing's heart sank suddenly, could it be that Chen Shoudu had also found the evil snake Erchi? If it weren't for him, who else would be able to make a ghost on the issue of evil Jiao?