Chapter 680 Rolling Dragon Gorge

The so-called "Stable Sima" is the secret name for Jin Jue behind his back.

It is not for nothing that it is called this name, but Jin Jue has a catchphrase, which is "Be more careful, it is better to be more careful".

Although being ridiculed for this, Jin Jue still seeks stability in everything and rarely advances rashly, and the same is true for marching and fighting.

The ridicule of outsiders is the ridicule of outsiders, but Jin Jue can climb to this position because of the word "stability".

Although he was defeated by Meng Shanming several times in the early years, South Korea suffered the least damage in his hands. Unlike Zhao Guodu, who died in battle at Meng Shanming's hands, Song Guo was repeatedly defeated by Meng Shanming. fiasco.

For Meng Shanming, among the generals he has fought against, Jin Jue is the one that gives him the most headaches. Jin Jue believes in fighting steadily and step by step, not rushing forward, not taking risks, and believes in winning by strength.

For Meng Shanming, Jin Jue is like a hard nut to crack. Meng Shanming's legs were crippled, and it was from the fight with South Korea, and the commander of the Korean army that time was Jin Jue. To a certain extent, the disability of Meng Shanming's legs was due to Jin Jue.

Of course, that battle was also due to the eagerness to rescue Yanhuang, otherwise Meng Shanming would not have ended up like this.

He is so stable that people can laugh at him, but his accumulative military exploits have gradually climbed up to today, and he disabled Meng Shanming, so this great Sima is very secure in his position.

...

It was getting dark and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

On a rainy night, a group of generals wearing battle armor and capes covered with coir raincoats came out on patrol. When they arrived at the eaves of the courtyard, the soldiers came quickly to help the generals take off their capes.

"This terrible weather." Someone cursed God.

Everyone stomped their feet non-stop, and they didn't wear boots to enter the room after they stamped off the mud stained on their feet.

Wu Qunlie, the governor of Jiangfang, took the lead in taking off his boots, and the others had no choice but to take off their boots and enter.

The swinging lanterns under the eaves illuminate the three characters on the lintel plaque: Zhenjiang Hall!

The hall is full of various maps, large and small. This is an important place for Jiangfang military aircraft, and ordinary people are not eligible to enter.

A group of old men who took off their shoes came in, and the smell of salted fish immediately roiled in the hall. Someone covered their noses and cursed: "Old Chen, how long has it been since you washed your feet? Sitting next to you will be bad luck for eight lifetimes."

That old Chen immediately scolded back, "Do you think your feet smell good? As soon as Yan Jun arrived at the riverside, the governor was like urging him to die. He went back and forth so many times a day, and he couldn't even sleep well. How could he find time to wash his feet?" ? The army doesn’t allow ladies who serve as servants.”

"It seems that Lao Chen doesn't wash his feet without a lady serving him!" Wu Qunlie, the governor of Jiangfang, said after sitting down in the seat and sniffing his feet.

Everyone laughed, it was just a joke, they were born in the army, they have long been used to this smell, no one really cares.

Wu Qunlie, who put his feet down, pointed at the old Chen and said, "Use your life well, and when the governor conquers the country of Yan, I will reward you with ten or eight beauties from the country of Yan, who will wash your feet every day."

"Hey!" Lao Chen waved his hand, "Ten or eight beauties are spared. I heard that there are many beautiful concubines in the Yan Kingdom Palace. It is enough to reward me with Shang Jianxiong's concubine and let me taste it."

"Fuck you, Shang Jianxiong's concubine gets you?"

A group of people immediately booed and cursed.

boom! Wu Qunlie patted the case to stop the crowd's commotion, "Listen well, as long as everyone can block Meng Shanming's attack, I will make the decision for everyone. I don't know if the higher-ups can agree, but I will definitely mention it. All of you who are present here are asking for a concubine for Shang Jianxiong. Anyway, Shang Jianxiong has many concubines, so he doesn’t care about you. The higher-ups will pick out the leftovers and give them to our head office? Of course, the premise is that Jiang Fang must be guarded. I can't let the Yan army invade our Great Song Dynasty! If Jiang Fang is wrong, let alone Shang Jianxiong's concubine, everyone should weigh their heads first, whether they can keep their wives and concubines from being taken by others!"

The old Chen said: "The governor is too worried. After our army invaded the country of Yan, the ships on the opposite riverside were either destroyed or dragged here. With so many troops on the other side, how can we cross the river without boats? It's not enough for us to kill them by ordering a boat. Crossing the river with a wooden raft is a joke, a living target!"

Everyone also assured again and again that the bold words would never allow the Yan army to break through Jiang Fang and the like.

Wu Qunlie signaled everyone not to be careless, and called everyone to stand up and discuss around the Jiangfang map, brainstorming, and asking everyone to consider where there may be loopholes.

After the discussion, when the generals retreated, Wu Qunlie warned again, "Don't be afraid of the opponent's open attack. What the governor is afraid of is the sneak attack of Meng Shanming. You must be more cautious especially at night. After everyone returns, all areas must be closely inspected. Don’t let the enemy take advantage of it.”

A general smiled bitterly and said: "My lord, I'm really worrying too much. It's windy and rainy, and the river is so fast and soaring, it's not suitable for a large army to cross the river. If you choose this time for a sneak attack, it's almost as if Meng Shanming has a problem with his head."

"Yeah, on this stormy and rainy night, you can't see your fingers, and you can't get far with a lantern, and the inspection is also a white inspection."

Hearing everyone's discussion, Wu Qunlie also agreed in his heart, but he still warned solemnly, "The more unlikely a sneak attack is, the more likely it is. It is inconvenient for the sergeant to patrol. You can ask the monks to patrol the river regularly."

"My lord's words are very true!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. As long as there are monks patrolling the river, if there is an enemy attack, they will naturally not be able to hide it from here. You can find it by patrolling the river.

...

In a certain military camp on the other side of the river, a tent was filled with moon butterflies. Gong Lince stood at the door of the tent with his hands behind his back, staring at the rainy night with many thoughts in his eyes.

The state of Yan has reached the current state, jeopardizing the survival of Zijin Cave. Once the state of Yan perishes, Zijin Cave will become a bereaved dog. A lot of emotion.

Outside the tent, muddy water flowed from a drainage ditch dug around the tent.

Gong Lince looked at the Chinese military tent diagonally opposite, and there were lights seeping out from inside.

When Yan State was alive and dead, the three factions had no choice but to sit here personally, and pinned his hopes on the old man in the tent.

"Ah!" Gong Lince sighed up to the sky, hoping that the old man would not disappoint the three factions.

The heads of the three major sects have already settled down in various places, he is here, Long Xiu went to Beizhou to sit in, Meng Xuan is still in the capital.

It was windy and rainy outside, and the wind and rain were swaying. The melancholy-faced Gong Lince had magical powers to protect his body, and the rain couldn't get close to him.

A light suddenly appeared in the tent of the Chinese army, which attracted his attention. The curtain was opened, and he saw someone entering the tent of the Chinese army.

It was Zhang Hu. Zhang Hu, who had stepped on the mud and braved the rain, entered the tent of the Chinese army, and took off the hat and coir raincoat to the sergeant.

Several oil lamps in the tent were dim, and Meng Shanming, who had a tired face and bloodshot eyes, hadn't stopped, still thinking about something with the map.

Zhang Hu approached and reported, "Commander, there is news from over there that the river has indeed risen sharply, but the water level at the target location is still a foot and a half high from the shore."

Luo Da'an, who was dozing on the chair, immediately woke up shaking his head when he heard the sound.

Meng Shanming didn't take his eyes off the map, but said lightly, "Report every half an hour!"

"Yes." Zhang Hu agreed.

Half an hour later, the messenger arrived and whispered to Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu stepped forward and reported again: "Ten feet!"

Meng Shanming nodded, but did not say anything.

Another half an hour later, Zhang Hu reported again: "Seven feet!"

Another half an hour later, Zhang Hu reported again: "Five feet!"

After Zhang Hu reported the "three feet", Meng Shanming, who was already resting with his eyes closed, suddenly opened a pair of bloodshot eyes, and said solemnly: "According to the plan!"

Zhang Hu's cheeks were tense, his head was lowered, and he didn't accept the order for a long time.

Meng Shanming turned his head slightly to look at him, and asked, "Do you want to disobey?"

"The last general doesn't dare to disobey orders, but..." Zhang Hu shook his head in pain, "Forcing the Gunlong Gorge at this time is really...too difficult, and those are all brothers who have followed me for many years, and many of them have no water skills at all. Commander, is there no other way?"

"Difficult?" Meng Shanming questioned, then slightly nodded and said: "It is indeed difficult. The living can say it is difficult, but who can the dead talk to? Qiu Mazi, do you remember? Fight to the death to help you! There are also Wei Dahong, and many people you know, do you want to talk to those who died defending Dayan? Dayan is today, there must be someone who dares to stand up! Just because of the difficulty , That's why I used your guards, I believe they can do it, you have to have confidence in them, go, execute it!"

"Obey!" Zhang Hu accepted the order with trembling cheeks, took a few steps back, and quickly turned away. He didn't even use a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and walked out of the big tent in the rain.

Rolling Dragon Gorge!

The Dongyu River is the most precipitous area, and the cliffs on both banks are usually two feet above the water.

Because the river basin narrows suddenly at this place, the usual water flow is extremely fast here, like a churning giant dragon, hence the name Gunlong Gorge.

At this time, the river water surged, and the rainwater washed down from the upstream was narrowed in this area, and the surge increased even more, and the water flow became more and more turbulent, which can be described as roaring.

Normally, it is difficult for people to cross this place, but now it is raining cats and dogs, and the water flow is crazy, it is even more difficult.

Therefore, the regional army cannot cross, it is a natural barrier, so thirty miles away from here is a place for the Song army to store grain.

To a certain extent, this place is also the place where the army's defense is weakest. The border between the two countries is long, and it is impossible to fill all the areas along the river with heavy troops. No matter how many soldiers there are, it will not be enough.

Amidst the sound of the rainstorm, there was a faint sound of fighting from the country of Song. After the commotion subsided, more than a dozen monks leaped from the other side and met the two generals who appeared here.

"How?" A general asked anxiously.

A monk replied: "Heavy rain to help, the other side's defense is slack, a few monks gathered together to hide from the rain and drink, they were caught by us, the rain was heavy, the sound of hands-on should be covered up, it is still the right time to do it good."

The general asked again, "Where are the others?"

The monk replied: "I am exploring the way for the army. According to the arrestees, there are still monks patrolling irregularly along the river, so I have to be careful. But this..." He turned his head and looked at the roaring anger behind him, "Can we get through this?" are you going?"

"I have already issued a military order, so I can't control that much." The other general dropped his words and ran back in the dark.

Not long after, there was a rush of footsteps, and a large number of hidden people came running through the rain, each carrying a log on their shoulders.

Needless to say, just give an order, "Jump!"

The first batch of soldiers holding the logs jumped down desperately, and were swallowed by the roaring and tumbling river water as soon as they went down.