Chapter 210

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In a certain mountain col, under the dark cumulonimbus clouds, people wearing raincoats and horses holding golden charms stood in a row in groups of three or three amid the thunder and rain.

Looking at it gives people a chilling feeling.

"The rain is too heavy. If it continues at this pace, it won't be over by this time tomorrow, Randy! Are you sure you want to do it now?"

In the northern part of Kyushu, there has been a saying of "seven down and eight up" since ancient times, which refers to the rainy season that arrives in the north every year in late July and early August.

This rain is too heavy. There is a shortage of rivers in the north. Faced with a month of heavy rain, it is possible to cause waterlogging and flood disasters. Even if I want to send you, I won't be able to send you anywhere.

Even if the rain is light, everything will not wait for the nourishment of the rain. The last wave of grass on the grassland will not grow. The cattle and sheep will starve in the winter. The ears of rice in the fields will not be harvested. Summer grain cannot be guaranteed, and people will suffer. Hungry.

The same goes for marching.

Heavy rain can cover up the sound of the marching army, and the rain will scatter the traces of the army. The most important thing is that no one will watch the heavy rain outside the city, but it will also increase the damage to people and horses.

The heavy rain in front of them had obviously exceeded the limit of the army's extreme march.

Lightning flashed, and a thunderbolt fell on a hill not far from the mountain col. The army and horses in the valley were in turmoil. The knights' skillful control of the horses would eventually cause some chaos.

"I'm sure that the heavy rain is just slowing us down now. If it continues, floods will break out, and we really won't be able to leave. Instead of letting this heavy rain become a stumbling block for us, or let it delay the Jurchens' return reinforcements, the climate cannot Change, then let him become our bargaining chip!"

Randy wiped the rain from his face and said, "Send the order, the whole army goes out, target the new guest!"

After that, a long horn sounded in the valley.

The sound of the trumpet was distorted by the rain and thunder, and the entire mountain col was filled with the sounds of howling ghosts and wolves, followed by the heavy and dragging sound of horse hooves. Seeing this, what else could the captain of the Office of Documents, who was responsible for leading the way, do?

Salad!

Dozens of riders joined the army and quickly ran toward the northeast.



"Um, Master Zhen, what did you hear? Why do I feel like I heard the movement of a large cavalry?"

In a small mountain village not far from the mountain col, several Niulu were drinking at Ezhen's house, chatting about recent events in the Kingdom of Jin, the grasslands, and the border.

No one is confused about a war that is delayed but not fought, let alone a social form like the Jurchen that integrates military and civilians.

Not to mention that they are still fighting internally, and the successful results have been delayed. Those of them who have not been transferred to the front line will sooner or later go to the battlefield.

"Yes, I heard it too. The sound seemed to be coming from the south of us!"

"The scale is not small. There is still such movement in Leiyuntian, and there are at least eight or nine hundred riders!"

After they finished speaking, the room fell into dead silence. They had been dealing with horses all year round and had been begging for food during the war. They were all too familiar with the sound of horse hooves.

Boom boom...

Thunder exploded!

Covering up the unclear horse hooves, after listening for a while, Niu Lu'erzhen couldn't help but shook his head, "Maybe it's the lackey. How come there are so many soldiers and horses near us? Even if there is, I should have news. Maybe it's an echo. Bar."

Niulu is the lowest unit under the Eight Banners system. A Niulu war is responsible for ten people, which corresponds to eleven households in the village.

There is one Niulu Erzhen for every five Niulu. This is the smallest unit on the battlefield, and it is a village when you return to the place.

The village belongs to the village, and the village is led by Jia La E Zhen, and above it is the Gu Shan E Zhen, which is the flag. It is the largest unit in the Jurchen daily organization. It is divided into upper, middle and lower according to the population size, and is assigned different colors according to the ownership. , eventually belonged to the Eight Banners establishment.

Niu Lu, who was the first to notice the problem, shook his head, "Uh-huh, it's not like an echo, it's really like the sound of horse hooves, and the number is not small. Our army is not nearby. Could it be the warrior's, warrior's cavalry?" The interludes are no less good than ours!"

"Wu Ren? Wu Ren appear here, what are they doing? Are they playing?" Er Zhen smiled, not believing this joke that was not funny at all.

This is western Liaoning, not far from Yuyang, but it is far from the front line after all. Why did the warriors send people here?

Penetrating from behind?

Totally thankless!

"I think we should be more careful and check after the rain stops. Don't worry if it's okay. We can report it if anything happens. It's better than pretending that nothing happened!"

Niu Lu, Niu Lu'e is really a superior and subordinate, but he lives in the same village all year round, and many of them grew up. This kind of superiority and inferiority is not clear.

"What do you think?" Ezhen turned his head and looked at the two people on the side.

"We'd better check it out. We're not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. We've also listened to the news from the front line. The reaction of the warriors in the past six months has been very wrong. We are close to Yuyang, but we are not far from Xuantu!"

"Check it out, it's not like we go now!"

The Jurchen military alliance is somewhat war-literate, and any abnormality during the war should be taken care of.

"In that case, let's investigate. If there is any news, I will report it. If there is no news, I will report it. Whatever happens in the future, it won't be our fault!"

I felt in my heart that the brothers were making a fuss, but it was not unreasonable. I really grabbed a handful of peanuts and stuffed them into my mouth, picked up the wine glass, "Come on, keep drinking!"



In the afternoon of the next day, the clouds dispersed slightly, and a bright sun peeked out of the clouds.

On the wild road outside the city, dozens of carriages filled with goods were parked quietly on the roadside. Several pits on the side of the road were being dug deeper.

"Well prepared!"

Randy sat down on the relatively dry carriage, holding milk tea in one hand and holding the beef pie skin in the other.

"Nonsense, after half a year of preparation, we still can't get this supply, so our case department doesn't have to mess around anymore!"

Randy's headquarters is training, and the Document Division is also preparing. As long as you have money, you can buy anything. These goods are all deployed from Xuantu City. After the money is paid, the escort will be killed. As long as the delivery time is calculated, once There will be no news at all within ten days. As for the people passing by on the road, they can only be considered unlucky.

"How far are we from our destination now?"

Randy calculated the time and distance, and at the same time knew in his heart that what they needed most now was to rest. After four days at sea and running in the middle of the night, their horsepower and manpower had reached warning levels.

"It's more than three hundred miles, and it can be reached in one day at most. There are no people at this road and this stall. We are guarding the front and rear for thirty miles. You can take a rest under the sunshine. We will advance fifty miles at night. We are ready We have a supply station for you to rest for two days!"

Going deep into the hinterland of the Jin Kingdom, success or failure all depends on luck. After all, there is no cavalry nearby that can resist them, and some are held back by Nian Run six to seven hundred miles away.

They succeeded all the way without being noticed by others, but were left behind. For the three members of the Wanyan family, it would be a multiple-choice question.

As for this multiple-choice question, no matter how you choose, Wu Chao will win this round of battle. The difference is only a small win, a big win, or a huge win.