Chapter 300: Heavy Rain
In the gray sky, lightning crackled continuously, and the downpour seemed to flood all the land.
Some cavalrymen simply rushed across the river directly from the shallow to buy time.
Liu Heng, Luo Hu and other infantry generals led the infantry to break off.
The chief of the army, the chief of the staff, and the chief of the tun organized the soldiers of the headquarters to set foot on the pontoon bridge in an orderly manner.
The Xuanyi Lang pacified the soldiers on the east coast.
More than 10,000 people, without the slightest confusion, calmly crossed the river.
An hour later, the water in Wuting skyrocketed.
The place where the camp was originally set up has become a flooded country, and some cattle and horses that had not had time to evacuate were stuck in the mud, and food and equipment were soaked in sewage.
Deng Ai has been planting fields for decades, knowing the geographical advantages and astronomy.
In addition, also in Huainan dredging river channel, water conservancy, Huaixi and Huaibei into a piece, fertile land thousands of hectares, fertile fields for thousands of miles, author of "Jihe Theory, the depth of understanding of water conservancy, no one in the world is unsurpassed.
In the context of the rise of the Wei State in the gate, the national strength is still suppressing the two countries of Wu and Shu, to be fair, Deng Ai is a great contribution.
However, the ruler is longer and the inch is shorter, such a famous general in ancient times, the essence of China, has a miserable end.
Time also, life also!
Yang Zheng stood on the high hill on the west bank, looking at the surging river, the heavy rain fell on his body, and he was inexplicably a little frightened.
Now it seems that what a fluke was won in the battle of breaking the Qiang?
He knew Deng Ai's bull fork, but Deng Ai despised himself.
But if Deng Ai is a teammate a little stronger, Yang Zheng's grave grass is estimated to be more than one person.
However, Yang Zheng can feel that the current Deng Ai is no longer the Deng Ai of the past, less arrogant, more cautious and ruthless.
With a bang, the first pontoon bridge on the river was washed away in the blink of an eye.
Then came the second and third.
In the midst of the huge rain curtain, a column of cavalry loomed.
More than 100 rode along the riverbank, the first one with white beard and gray hair, a face as cold as iron and stone, and eyes like electricity, passing through the rain curtain, "Yang Zheng Xiaoerββ"
The shouts came intermittently in the rain, and the anger and hatred contained in them made people shudder.
Yang Zheng can understand his anger, this big battle that didn't start may be his last chance.
The retraction of Jincheng, coupled with this heavy rain, is not conducive to Deng Ai's attack.
It was also not conducive to the attack of the Shu army.
"Return to Lingju City." Yang Zheng glanced at the east bank, and the figures of Deng Ai and those cavalrymen gradually disappeared into the increasingly large rain curtain.
Yang Zheng felt that it was almost.
But on the other side, Deng Ai obviously didn't want to give up.
A dense rain of arrows came out of the torrential rain, but they fell weakly on the riverside.
It was as if all of a sudden a reed had grown all of a sudden.
"Deng Ai Lao'er, aren't you crazy?" Liu Heng took a sip.
Yang Zheng had an idea, if he didn't get angry with Deng Ai at this time, when would he wait? It should be an indelible blow to Deng Ai's fragile heart.
Deng Ai is in his fifties, maybe he won't catch his breath and die, it's none of his business.
No matter how far-fetched Luoyang Sima Shi is, he can't find his own head.
"The gong and drum corps got it." Yang Zheng roared.
Liu Heng was stunned for a moment, then laughed, and shouted as he ran: "Gong and drum player, gong and drum player!" β
Soon, the gongs and drummers were summoned, and they stood in the middle of the rainstorm and beat and beat.
Maybe it's because the rain is too heavy, and the sound of gongs and drums is as weak as frosted eggplants.
But Liu Heng's loud voice had a miraculous effect, "Deng Ai Lao'er, why don't you die in the river!" β
After a while, the rhythm of the gong and drummer comes out.
Led by Liu Heng, a group of people jumped up and down with the rhythm of gongs and drums in the heavy rain, very cheerful.
also improvised a limerick poem to mock: "Nan'an Deng Shizai, trickery is set in Xiping, the heavens are not beautiful, and the old man's life should be returned." β
Yang Zheng once again lamented that there were talents among the gongs and drummers.
Liu Heng and the others shouted louder and louder, overpowering the sound of the torrential rain.
The soldiers on the West Coast laughed and beat their chests when they heard this.
I don't know if I was amused by Liu Heng,
is still laughing at Deng Ai on the other side.
These people have all fought with Deng Ai to the death, and they don't think Deng Ai is so powerful.
Yang Zheng knew that Deng Ai was holding his breath and was ready to be ashamed.
This time, he was deliberate, he was building a dock fort to encircle, and he was attacking the west, and he was false and real, and he spent so much thought and went around in a big circle, but he still let himself run, and I don't know how Deng Ai would feel.
The more noisy the west bank became, the louder it became, while on the east coast, there was only the sound of torrential rain.
After knocking for half an hour, there was gradually no movement in the east.
The figure of the cavalry completely disappeared into the rain.
Liu Heng and the gong and drummer became interested.
"Scout across the river, watch out for the sentry, follow Deng Ai, don't let him out of sight." Yang Zheng stood in the rainstorm like the soldiers.
"Obey!" More than thirty scouts dispersed in groups up and downstream.
Back in Lingju City, Yang Zheng immediately found a gong and drum player and asked who wrote the limerick poem.
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old young Xuanyilang was pushed out by everyone, a little embarrassed, "The subordinates are only shallow in their studies, and they pollute the ears of the generals." β
Ninety-nine percent of the people in this era are illiterate, and it is very commendable to be able to make limericks that suit the situation.
Besides, if you read it to the soldiers, you don't need to chew the words, and the rhetoric is gorgeous.
Yang Zheng said gently: "What's your name?" β
"Subordinate Wei Zhu."
"Jingzhao Merriam-Webster?" Yang Zheng was stunned.
Wei Zhu was even more cramped and uneasy, "The side branch is cold." UU reading books"
But he didn't know that this kind of background was exactly what Yang Zheng wanted.
"Why should a man ask about his origin? From today onwards, you will be promoted to Xuanyi Order, responsible for blowing, playing, and singing in the army. Yang Zheng was immediately promoted.
Unexpectedly, Wei Zhu had a look of disappointment on his face.
Playing and singing is a matter of musicians and dancers, and he is at the age of enthusiasm, so he naturally does not want to, but he does not dare to disobey the order.
Yang Zheng smiled and said: "Ermo Duoxin, there will be a time for you to show your strength in the future." β
Wei Zhu then took the order and left.
The spiritual life of the soldiers and the common people in this era was really monotonous, either working or fighting, and they lived their lives like cattle and horses.
Yang Zheng felt that he should add some fun to them.
Xuanyi's lack of propaganda, listening to too much will eventually make people's ears cocooned.
Why not move to a more in-depth way?
This time, he was able to avoid danger in advance, and Meng Guan made great contributions.
Yang Zheng rewarded him with a hundred pieces of brocade and fifty catties of gold cakes.
Meng Guan did not accept it.
Because he was wrong in his prediction, the heavy rain did not last for five days, and after the third day, it turned into light rain intermittently, and lasted for seven days!
In Mengguan's words, celestial phenomena are constantly changing, and the results of yesterday's observations will be different from today's observations.
However, this result made Yang Zheng even more impressed with Meng Guan.
After the heavy rain, the situation in Longyou changed again.
There were major problems in the food supply of the Shu army, the mountain roads were muddy, and the grain transportation was inconvenient.
Liao Hua and other Shu generals could not attack the road for a long time, and they were intercepted on the north bank for the soaring Weishui, and they could not advance or retreat.
Deng Ai's Duan Zhuo and Fan Zhen killed from Di Dao and entangled the Liao Hua Department on the north bank of Weishui.
At the same time, Guo Huai's generals Li Fu and Liu Qin led 5,000 troops out of Qishan Fort and put on a posture to attack Yinping.
The decline of the Shu army has been revealed.
The pressure shifted to Jiang Wei.
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