ps: Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I would like to wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a happy family, and a happy reunion!
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Following Duoduo's order, Niulu Zhang Jingbach led two hundred people, carrying a large amount of explosives, rushed out of Shangqiu City and headed straight for Sanshu Bay.
Sanshu Bay is about 40 miles away from Shangqiu City, and Mengke's army is less than 100 miles away from Shangqiu. When the two are converted, Sanshu Bay is only 40 to 50 miles away from Mengke's army.
Now is the season when the Yellow River has the most water, and it is surging and surging. At such a close distance, once the dam breaks, the flood peak will be enough to turn hundreds of counties downstream into a swamp.
Meng Ke's 100,000-strong army would bear the brunt of the flood and would almost certainly be wiped out by it.
Even outside Shangqiu City, there is probably a vast ocean. However, Shangqiu City is different from other cities. It has another moat one mile outside the moat. The base is seven zhang wide, the top is twenty zhang and five feet wide, and the height is two zhang. It was originally used to prevent floods from the Yellow River.
In addition, Shangqiu was located upstream of the breach, so even if the city was flooded, the city would be safe and sound. This was exactly why Duoduo was determined to breach the dam near Shangqiu.
The moon was rising in the night sky, its shape curved like an eyebrow. Wild grass laid on the wasteland as pads for the horses' hooves, so the hoof sounds were already small. In order to make his whereabouts more concealed, Bach wrapped the horses' hooves with cotton cloth. Two hundred riders galloped past in the moonlight without making much noise.
Zhai Fu and his men who were in charge of tracking Bach also held grass in their mouths and horses held grain in their mouths. They did not dare to get too close for fear of being discovered. If they had not known the route of Bach and his gang in advance, they would have lost them long ago.
"Thanks to Ye Chenlue, this traitor and a Manchu traitor." Zhai Fu was very grateful. They had never thought that the Qing army would make the operation so secretive.
Because the horses could not gallop freely in the dark, it took Bach two full shifts to reach the vicinity of Sanshuwan.
"General Bach, there are people over there!" The Qing army who were exploring the way ahead turned back to report.
Bach immediately asked everyone to stop, and a rough singing voice could be heard faintly in the night wind:
The sky is smiling, the moon is far away, the mountains and rivers are so beautiful;
With wine in the cup and a knife on the shoulder, I can travel freely in all corners of the world;
The breeze is smiling, and the heroic spirit is not old. In the morning, I ride a white horse across Kunlun, and at night, I travel to the East China Sea with surging waves... ... ..
Hahaha... ...
Hahaha... ... .
The rough singing and unrestrained laughter echoed in the night wind, as if dozens of people were drinking and singing happily, which made people fascinated just by listening to them.
Bach took two hundred Qing soldiers and decided to go and see what was going on;
After riding up a low slope, the singing and laughter became clearer;
From afar, you can see several fires burning under an elm tree. Next to the fire is a large cart and some horses. Twenty or thirty people are singing and drinking beside the fire, and there are also several women dancing. Two sheep are roasting on the fire, and the strong aroma of meat is carried by the wind, making people salivate.
Judging from their attire, the twenty or thirty people around the fire were obviously bandits. They were rude and rough-looking, drinking from large bowls and eating large chunks of meat.
"Lord Zhang Jing, they are a group of bandits, and there appear to be only 20 to 30 of them. Let's kill them first, and then blow up the dike to prevent them from getting in the way." Ahato, Bach's subordinate, suggested to him in a low voice.
In fact, whether these twenty or thirty bandits were a problem or not was secondary. The Qing army often did not have enough to eat, and they had run two shifts tonight, so they were tired and hungry. Seeing those bandits eating big chunks of meat, drinking big bowls of wine, and watching the women dancing, everyone couldn't help but drool.
Even Bach himself had his Adam's apple moving up and down and swallowing hard.
That’s right, let’s kill this group of thieves first, drink some wine, eat some meat, and then we’ll have the strength to dig the dike.
Bach was about to give the order to charge forward when a sharp whistle was suddenly heard from the other side. Upon hearing the sound, the bandits who were drinking and eating meat by the fire all jumped up, picked up their swords and bows, jumped on their horses, and rushed towards this side.
It was obvious that he had been discovered by the enemy, so what was there to wait for? "Kill!" Bach roared, leading the way on his horse and rushing down the hill, with the two hundred men and horses behind him also rushing out with a roar.
The twenty or thirty bandits were probably angry that their drinking was disturbed, so they also rushed over, cursing. The two sides were several dozen feet away, and when they saw that Bach's side had more people and more power, they fled to the left while shooting arrows.
Bach chased for half a mile and then stopped. The bandits seemed unwilling to give up and also stopped to curse. Bach ordered them to chase again and they chased for more than two miles before giving up.
The wandering guards stopped again, but did not dare to rush over again. Bach was too lazy to play the cat-and-mouse game with these people, so he led his men back to the fire.
"Damn, these bandits are really extravagant, with so much wine." Ahato rode his horse to the side of the cart and found that the cart was full of jars of fine wine that had not been sealed, two blood-stained swords, and several bundles;
Ahato used a knife to pick open the bundle and found some clothes and some small change inside. He immediately snatched it and put it in his arms.
On the fire, two roasted lambs were sizzling with oil. One of the lambs had been eaten by the two retreating sheep. After running for half the night, the hungry Qing soldiers surrounded it and cut the lamb meat with their sabers and stuffed it into their mouths. They were all groaning from the burn, but they were extremely happy.
"Bring some wine, bring some wine." Bach shouted, "Yiermeng, you guys cut some meat, take a jar of wine, and go outside to keep watch."
"twitter!"
The greatest joy in life is when you are starving and others have roasted meat and set out wine, waiting for you to come and eat and drink. Unfortunately, unfortunately, those women were taken away by those damn bandits. Otherwise, it would have been even more wonderful if a few more women could have come and had fun.
The Qing army, who had eaten and drunk so much, almost forgot what they were here for. Fortunately, it was only the second watch, and with two hundred people digging the dike and a large amount of gunpowder, it would not take long to complete the task, so there was plenty of time.
Two sheep were not enough for two hundred Qing soldiers to eat. After a while, even the sheep bones were eaten up. Fortunately, there was a lot of good wine. Everyone hadn't had a chance to drink for a long time, so they naturally wanted to drink to their heart's content.
After two cups of tea, Bach shook his heavy head and felt a little drunk. "Eh... Maybe it's because I haven't drunk for too long... This wine... This wine..." Bach muttered to himself. In a trance, he saw two of his men stumbling around the fire, all of them seemed drunk. He felt something was wrong. Everyone had different alcohol tolerances, so it was impossible for them to get drunk so quickly. "Oh no, this wine must have been... must have been drugged."
Bach's remarks came too late. Before he could finish his speech, he fell down and fell into a deep sleep.
In the moonlit fields, the wind blew the grass low, and two hundred cavalrymen came in small steps from all directions. Guo Shaohan was happy to see that nothing unexpected had happened, and he began to sing again: "The sky is smiling, the moon is far away, the mountains and rivers are so beautiful..."
The little girl sitting in front of him had sparkling eyes in the moonlight. Guo Shaohan caught a glimpse of her and sang even more enthusiastically. For him, this mission was a double harvest: "The breeze is laughing, and my passion is not old. In the morning, I ride a white horse across Kunlun Mountain, and at night I cruise the surging waves of the East China Sea..."
"Guo Laosan, if you keep singing, I'll take a rope and tie it around your neck and hang you on a tree." Even Yan Yingyuan couldn't stand him anymore. "Hurry up and get down to business. After that, you can howl as much as you want."
The little girl in his arms giggled twice, and Guo Shaohan stopped talking awkwardly, as if he was a duck whose neck was suddenly strangled.
Without any orders from Yan Yingyuan, everyone jumped off their horses, carried the Qing soldiers who had fallen to the ground onto their horses, and then galloped to the Yellow River. They first stripped the Qing soldiers of their clothes, then drew their swords and cut their necks, and then pushed them into the surging river.
After cleaning up the scene, Yan Yingyuan immediately said, "Hong Fugui, take fifty brothers and go back to report to the Grand Commander immediately. The matter is done. Take the captured war horses and ride two horses each. Don't stop on the way. The sooner you report to the Grand Commander, the better. Go!"
“Yes!”
Hong Fugui responded loudly and rode away with fifty of his brothers. Yan Yingyuan led the rest of the troops, changed into Qing army uniforms, and stood on the river bank pretending to dig the riverbank.
After a night of rapid running, at dawn the next day, Hong Fugui and his men rushed into Mengke's camp. The Qin army in the camp had just finished breakfast and was getting ready to go.
"Report, Commander-in-Chief, we have killed the troops sent by Duoduo to dig the dike." Hong Fugui rushed to the big tent, not even bothering to wipe the sweat off his face, and reported loudly in a dusty state.
This is a time of racing against time. Once Duoduo finds that the people he sent out have made no sound and the river embankment has not been dug, he might immediately evacuate Shangqiu.
Without saying a word, Meng Ke immediately sent someone to tell Su Jin that 35,000 cavalrymen would attack at full force, rushing towards Shangqiu City like a gust of wind. The scene of thousands of horses galloping was magnificent, with smoke rising into the sky...
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Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
.(To be continued..)
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