At night, Hou Jing, who was asleep soundly, returned to Huaishuo Town, which was full of wind and sand. He was still a poor soldier who could not afford to pay the debt and was hung under a tree by the creditor.

Next to the crowd, one person stayed for a while before leaving. It was He Liuhun who went to the city to watch.

He Liuhun was also a military soldier. His family was short and he was raised by his sister and husband's family. He was very poor, but he was tall and handsome.

A few days ago, He Liuhun went to the Han family to propose marriage with a shabby betrothal gift, hoping to marry Han's wife, but he couldn't even enter the door and was beaten away by the Han family's servants. This incident was a joke in Huaishuo City.

Hou Jing laughed at the other person in person yesterday, but he never expected that he would be laughed at by the other person today.

The whip whipped his body, and it hurt so much. Hou Jing gritted his teeth and held on. He finally managed to hold on until the creditor was tired and was put down.

"I will come again in a few days. If you can't afford to pay it back, I will sell you to Wanwan as a livestock!"

Looking at the back that was leaving, he spat and made up his mind to find a few companions tonight to kill the creditor.

The border area is dangerous and people often die inadvertently. He was forced to make a living and he and several companions collected money from others and covered his face to eliminate disasters.

Thinking of this, I limped home.

As we walked, the wind and sand blew by, and we waited for the clearness in front of us again, but it was a private place.

The owner of the private title is a decent man, a relative and confidant of General Erzhu. His ancestor was a royal family in the Yan State, named Murong Shaozong. At this moment, this decent man looked at him and asked:

"You are Hou Jing? Want to learn military tactics?"

"Weapons are weird. If they are real, they are empty. If they are empty, they are real. Do you know what this means?"

Arrows were like rain and spears were like forests. After repeated battles and killings, large areas of reed marsh appeared in front of us.

This is the Shayuan area near Tongzhou, Guanzhong. As long as we win this battle, we will take Chang'an and pacify Guanzhong is just around the corner.

"Prime Minister, the black otter must hide his soldiers in the reed marsh. Our army can burn all his soldiers by setting fires on the upper wind!"

A voice was heard in his ears. He looked up at his head, but saw He Liuhun, who was dressed in bright clothes, moved a little.

How can this work? If Yuwen Hei Otter dies and He Liuhun takes Guanzhong, wouldn’t he want to ‘get the birds away and hide the good bow’?

"Prime Minister, it's too cheap for him to burn the black otter to death. It's better to attack the whole army and capture him alive. Then he will be taken to the Prime Minister and look at his expression. Wouldn't it be nice?"

Amid the laughter, he saw the decent man Murong Shaozong again. At this moment, he was in Woyang and confronted him.

Murong Shaozong disheveled his hair and swore to the sky in front of the formation that all the soldiers' families were safe and sound. If he wanted to return north, the court would not blame him and could reunite with his family.

With just a few words, his army was in chaos and the soldiers surrendered.

At the end of the road, Murong Shaozong chased after him. He became wise and shouted loudly: "Murong, can you tell that 'The birds are gone, and the good bow is hidden'?"

This sentence is very useful. The pursuers suddenly couldn't run away. He led 800 remaining soldiers across the Huai River and into Huainan.

Old Man Xiao betrayed his faith and could only take all his gambles. He saw that he was about to take down Taicheng, but failed and retreated to Guangling.

In Guangling, he heard a news: Murong Shaozong accidentally fell into the water and drowned when he was attacking Yingchuan.

A decent person died just like that, and he died without any respect.

He actually drowned himself while attacking the city with water!

Hou Jing laughed loudly, laughing at the fact that a generation of famous generals would actually die because of a mistake.

There was laughter in my ears, no, it was not laughter, it was shouting.

Hou Jing suddenly opened his eyes because he heard the shouts in the camp one after another. Just a few breaths, he dispelled his tiredness, grabbed his sword, and turned over and got out of bed.

"Bang", the sound of water sounded, and a cold feeling came from the feet, and it was wet.

Hou Jing looked down and saw that there was water on the ground, and it was everywhere, and the water could no longer reach his ankle.

He felt unbelievable and thought he was still in a dream: How could there be water on the ground? It didn’t rain again!

It’s winter now, not rainy season, so there will be no heavy water in the Jiangnan region. So where does this water come from?

The sound of water started, and someone rushed into the tent and shouted to him: "Master, Master! It's flooding!"

However, Suo Chaoshi, with a panic on his face, his feet were half wet in the water.

"What, how could it be!"

Hou Jing shouted, waded out of the tent and looked around, but saw that his camp had turned into a vast ocean.

There was water everywhere, and the water level was still rising. Now it was already at his stomach.

Looking up, there were panicked soldiers everywhere, all the tents were soaked in the water, but everyone could do nothing.

"How could this happen? How could this happen!"

Hou Jing pulled Suo Chaoshi, shook it constantly, and roared: "What's going on? How could it get flooded!!"

Suo Chaoshi's head was shaken like a rattle, and he barely replied: "The water has risen, the water has risen, the water has risen!"

Hou Jing's tone was getting higher and higher: "It was cold and there was no heavy rain. How could Yundu rise? Where did the water come from!"

"King, King!" Suo Chaoshi was almost dispersed, and soon thought of the reason: "Yundu... There are many water storage dams in Yundu, and it must be Liang Jun who dug the dam and opened the water..."

"They must have dug up many water storage dams to release water, so the Yundu was flooded!"

"How is it possible, how is it possible!" Hou Jing roared, his face turned pale. At this moment, the water level was no longer above his knees.

Many soldiers panicked because they couldn't swim and the water level was rising rapidly.

Seeing that the soldiers had lost control, Hou Jing rushed to various arrow towers and even climbed up the camp, he shook the Chaoshi more and more vigorously: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you expect it!!"

"Subordinate, subordinate..."

Suo Chao was incoherent. He only thought that the Liang army would attack with water in the cemetery, but he did not expect that the Liang army was so crazy that he directly destroyed a large number of water diversion dams in the entire Yundu to carry out water attack.

After all, he did not know the specific situation of Yundu near Qu'a, and did not know how much water storage capacity these dams in winter.

"Why are you still standing there? Find a way, find a way!" Hou Jing shouted, his face turned ashen.

Suo Chaoshi's face was pale: "King! Now move the troops to a higher place, and you can't delay any more!"

"Where is the higher terrain? There is flat ground around here!"

"Big, please get on the horse, please withdraw quickly!"

"The water comes so fast, what's the use of riding a horse!!"

Hou Jing shouted at the top of his lungs. At this moment, Dongfang began to reveal his whiteness. He waited for the Liang army's night attack, but he did not expect that the attack was flood.

As dawn approaches, Liang's army will inevitably row a boat to attack. The other side is familiar with the water battle, while the one side...

The water was approaching the crotch, and a roar came from afar. It seemed that a huge stream of water was roaring. Hou Jing looked at the chaos in the camp, and wanted to cry without tears, but wanted to roar to the sky.

‘God, God! I have been fighting for decades, but why did I get washed away with water!’

......

At the top of Qu'a's city, a large number of ships were moored by the city walls, and countless Liang soldiers were boarding the ship. The commander Xiao Yuanzao looked at the ocean covered with the morning light, and felt relaxed and happy.

Several major generals also looked excitedly at the yellow outside the city. The terrain near Qu'a was flat and there were almost no high hills. Now they turned into a country of marsh, and the enemy could not escape.

The water attack plan was completed. They dug two water storage dams along Yundu overnight to release water. Even Qiu Dam, the water storage dam in Yundu, the dam in Yundu, the ridge of the luge area, broke the dike and released water.

When the flood rushes to Lingkou, it will follow the terrain toward the downstream of Yundu.

At the same time, the flood that appeared in Pogangdu merged with this flood downstream, causing the water level of Yundu to soar in a short period of time.

This surge of flood not only flooded the enemy vanguard camp on the east side of Qu'a, but also flooded the enemy camp on the northeast of Qu'a.

In this way, no matter how many soldiers and horses the other party are, it will be useless. They will be washed away, drowned, and trapped by the flood. The remaining people will be soaked in the cold river water, like turtles in a jar, letting them deal with it.

A general approached: "After the festival, the drums are ready."

Xiao Yuanzao nodded, rolled up his sleeves, and came to the big drum.

Take the drumsticks and beat the drum hard, and motivate the soldiers who go out to fight to kill the enemy.

Be sure to wipe out the enemy!

Amid the drums, clutches left the city wall and sailed towards two isolated islands in a vast ocean. Each of them had flags waving in the wind and soldiers who were ready to beat.

On one of the boats, Li Li held a bow and bathed in the morning light, feeling the bitter cold wind here, standing at the bow of the boat, his eyes closed.

He left Liang Sen in the cemetery according to the plan, and he rushed back to Qu'a before the enemy arrived. After some arrangements, it was time to harvest.

Winter is the busiest fishing season in Pengli Lake. At this time, big fish are gathering in the deep water area, which can be caught on a large scale.

Nowadays, the villagers should be very busy. Countless fishing boats sailed towards the vast Pengli Lake amid the cheerful sound of fishing, and started a day's fishing operation.

Wu Xiang should have taken the boat owner, the villagers of Baishi Village and the young and strong hired, to ride a boat to fish in the lake;

Peng Jun would watch the fishermen at Pokou with a smile at the workshop to deliver the goods;

Zhao Mengniang supervises the operation of the workshop on the East River in Baishi Village.

And I...

He opened his eyes, looked at the vast ocean in front of him, and then ordered: "Beat the drum, follow the rhythm of Poyang fishing drum."

"yes."

Huang Yingdao, and then ordered the Poyang fellows on the left and right boats to beat the drum according to the rhythm of the Poyang fishing drum.

Listening to the familiar drums in my hometown and looking at the enemy camp that was almost flooded by the flood in front, Huang was extremely excited: "Li Lang, this time is amazing. I don't know if there is a big man in front!"
To be continued...