From Hanzhuang Gate to Qingtongxia, there are dozens of large and small Asao Villages along the way.

Zhao Xiong looked at the map.

After crossing the Bronze Gorge, you will face the Great Lake.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Grand Canal opened the Lu River at the mouth of Hanzhuang.

As a result, Weishan, Xishan, Lumeng, Zhangzhuang, and Wujia lakes began to connect to form Weishan Lake.

After that, the four lakes gradually merged into one and became the north of the Yangtze River.

In a broad sense, Weishan Lake guides the four lakes.

Weishan Lake was originally a plain, but later affected by the diversion of the Yellow River and the water conservancy construction centered on the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal, it gradually formed the appearance of today's lake.

At this time, Weishan Lake was impounded for nearly 150 years and became a huge lake.

The Dakang Dynasty has been peaceful for a long time, but in the past ten years, bandits in Weishan Lake have been rampant, setting up villages on the small islands on the lake and robbing passing merchants.

It is quite adapted from the novel of the previous dynasty, and the taste of Shuibo Liangshan miscellaneous drama.

An Dehai's silver was transported to Zaozhuang by land, and loaded at Zaozhuang Wharf, passing through Weishan Lake.

Thinking about Zhao Xiong, I feel that it is not so simple.

Today, in the name of a bird-hunting outing, he surveyed the terrain along the way and looked at the terrain.

Zhao Xiong raised his binoculars and looked at the mountains in the distance.

Sure enough, there is a stone wall on the hill that is not high, and the reflection in the sunlight flashes and shines, dazzling people's eyes.

He put down his binoculars and said:

"Master Xun, is this the King Kong Gate of the Bronze Gorge!"

Liu Tongxun nodded and said, "I used to come to my father when I was a child, and it was behind the King Kong Gate

The Acropolis of Tongshan Island wants to dismiss the people of the stockade.

But at that time, the wooden stockade was already in tatters, and now seven or eight years have passed, and I don't know what is going on inside. ”

"King Kong Gate!

I'm going to see and follow! ”

Zhao Xiong put down the binoculars and said.

Tong Youzhu, who was dressed as a retinue on a little donkey, looked at the telescope in his hand and did not squeak, but his eyes were full of light.

Zhao Xiong noticed it, smiled and handed the telescope to the past.

Tong Youzhu happily took it and fiddled with it on the little donkey.

The little aunt in the ox cart in the back looked at them dotingly.

The mountain road winds up, and it is really not easy to walk.

Three ox carts crawled slowly, passing a rocky stream and two steep slopes.

It wasn't until an hour later that Zhao Xiong saw the stone wall blocked between the mouths of the two mountains.

This stone wall is hewn out of marble.

It is not high, it is just over a foot long, about fifty paces long, and it is stuck between the two mountains, and the only passage on the mountain is strictly blocked.

Zhao Xiong got off his horse, walked up to the sky to take a closer look at the stone wall on the side, and walked a few more steps, and there was a road on the side that could pass through the ox cart.

This is the trick of the ancient craftsmen!

The team crossed the stone wall, and Zhao Xiong saw that under the cliff on the left hand side was a stockade, which must have been carefully selected when it was established.

The abandoned cottage is separated by a swamp, and there is a village of Asao with dozens of households.

Liu Sheng's horse pointed to the Qianfu Village at the bottom of the mountain and said, "My lord, that's my home!" ”

Zhao Xiong looked through the binoculars for a while, and the Qianfu Village, where Liu Sheng's house was located, had an excellent geographical location.

The village of Asao was built in the middle of a network of rivers.

To the east, south, and north, there are all small rivers on them, and on both sides of the river are densely planted elm, mulberry, and willow trees.

The surrounding rivers are all dug deeply, the water is very fast, the water is very deep, and the dam is very high and high.

Even if it's a dry season, it's a thin muddy swamp.

It is very difficult to pass without a suspension bridge.

The village has a well-equipped water conservancy ditch and a pond full of water, and although it is now a dry season, winter wheat has been planted and can still be irrigated with water from the pond.

After the winter wheat harvest, it is more than enough to feed the people of Asao Village.

I also asked Liu Sheng's father, Liu Er, and he knew that Liu Er didn't have that level, and there were masters in Asao Fu Village to guide him!

The team had crossed the stone wall, and the wooden towers inside had broken to the ground.

Under the tower, there are some wooden railings, and a door is opened, which is the back door of the abandoned military fortress.

Zhao Xiong led the horse to the dilapidated gate, and looked at the mountain walls on both sides, almost vertically upward, more than ten zhang high.

There seem to be some remnants of wooden houses at the top of the hill.

A rudimentary military village, with no sightly houses other than stone walls, except for the stream left from the top of the hill.

Zhao Xiong nodded secretly, and he didn't know who built this military village back then.

With this terrain, as long as you put a team of soldiers, you can get stuck in the passage into the mountain.

No matter how many enemies come from outside, they are not afraid.

It can really be described as a dangerous place where a husband is in charge and cannot be opened.

It's just that now, the Acropolis of Tongshan Island is deserted.

Zhao Xiong led his subordinates down to the top of the mountain.

The top of the hill is not big, overgrown with weeds, only one or two hundred square meters, and the three stone-built rooms are still intact.

There is also a flag-raising platform on the side, which is the commanding height of the military village.

He climbed the flag platform and looked around, and he could see the surrounding dozens of miles.

To the east is the Grand Canal, to the west is the plain, and to the north is the vast Great Lake.

Looking further down, the environment of this village is not to say, it just smells of dilapidation, the kind of dilapidation that has been soaked by the years.

Looking down on the mountain in front, there are more than 20 stone stoves on the right side of the broken stables on the left, which are estimated to be soldiers' quarters.

At the foot of the mountain, there are rows of barracks, surrounded by crooked wooden walls.

The interior is very large, and it is surrounded by a school field that can accommodate more than 1,000 people to practice.

It is estimated to be the size of two football fields, which constitutes the whole picture of this military village.

To the north, in the direction of Tongshan Island Lake, there is a gentle slope.

After looking at the surrounding environment, a group of them drove the ox cart, slowly walked down from the mountainside, crossed the school field, and came to the gate of the military village.

There is a small abandoned pier at the gate, the terrain is flat, and it seems that some people live.

Zhao Xiong frowned and asked Zuo Liangyu, "Is there a home here?" ”

Zuo Liangyu said: "I asked my subordinates to find someone to ask, and I will reply in a while." ”

Zuo Liangyu, who was the head of the yamen, really did things well.

The head of the officials of the Hanzhuang Gate Yamen is equivalent to the captain of the security squad with a salary.

After a quarter of an hour, there were several people standing beside Zhao Xiong.

All of them are rough, full of wind and frost, and the cotton jackets on their bodies are tattered, but they stomp their feet from time to time and look like beggars.

At the gate of the cottage, the entrance faces the wind blowing on the lake.

Zhao Xiong felt that the temperature here was about two degrees lower than that in Hanzhuang Town.

Seeing that their faces were wrinkled from the cold, he asked the family to remove the army-green kettle hanging from his waist and give them some hot water.

It was only when they had recovered that he summoned him to speak.

He was about thirty or forty years old, and he was very burly and stout.

Zuo Liangyu said: "Master Xiong, I asked someone to ask, they are fishermen who have settled around here. ”

Zhao Xiong looked at these people carefully, and said with a smile: "Fisherman, I think it's almost a homeless person!" ”