The Eight Hundred Miles Yunmeng Daze has appeared countless times in ancient classics. Unfortunately, in modern times, it has gradually disappeared, leaving only small lakes.
The first time Cao Wu saw Yunmengze, he followed Zhang Liao and others eastward along the Han River. He had seen it from a distance. He did not expect that he would arrive in Yunmengze just like this.
But compared to the soldiers who were washed away and could not be found, he was lucky to be able to survive.
On the small island they were standing on, the water covered their feet, which was obviously caused by the rising water in Yunmengze.
The old man holding plum blossoms heard the two people coming out and looked up at them.
The old man's eyes were cloudy, as if he could no longer see clearly. He only glanced at them and then lowered his head again.
Cao Wu understood that the cave under the mound behind him must be the old man's residence. However, the rising water in Yunmengze flooded his home, and many of the plum blossoms he planted also withered.
Since it was a residence, they couldn't have been rushed in. It was probably the old man who rescued them in the water.
When the cold wind blew, Cao Wu and Da Qiao felt a little cold.
Cao Wu took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and bowed, and said to the old man: "Let's go to Yizhou Zhang Song again. Thank you very much, old man, for saving your life!"
Hearing this name, Da Qiao stared, once again impressed by the shamelessness of the man next to him.
However, Cao Wu pointed out that the old man had saved them, and Da Qiao also bowed and said in the same way: "Ms. Sun Qiao, thank you very much, old man, for saving your life!"
The old man raised his head again, his expression full of sadness: "Little baby, I live in seclusion in the lake and don't care about worldly affairs, but I don't know what's going on outside. Why is the water in Yunmeng Daze so high?"
It had indeed rained for several days before, but winter was no better than summer. There was not much rainfall, and it only allowed Yunmengze to fill up with water.
Unexpectedly, suddenly, the lake water surged, and the island where he lived in seclusion was flooded.
When the old man walked outside the house, he saw corpses floating on the lake. He was shocked and tried his best to save only Cao Wu and others.
Cao Wu sighed and said: "Cao's army fought fiercely with the Sun and Liu coalition forces at Chibi. Zhou Yu, the left governor of Jiangdong, dug up the river bank on the east side of Wulin, and the Yangtze River burst its embankment, causing Yunmengze to rise!"
The eight-hundred-mile Yunmengze is so vast. The fact that the Yunmengze can rise like this shows how powerful the Yangtze River water flow is.
When the old man heard Cao Wu's explanation, he stood stunned on the spot.
He immediately said: "What about Jiangxia? How about the people and fertile land in Jiangxia?"
The two didn't answer, but the old man realized it and said dejectedly: "How can the common people be wronged? How can the common people be wronged!"
Cao Wu looked sad, and Da Qiao also lowered his head in shame.
Da Qiao had known for a long time that the battlefield was cruel, but she never thought that the war would affect ordinary people. She only wanted to protect the Sun family in Jiangdong, but she didn't know that Zhou Yu's poisonous plan was so vicious. The Sun family survived, but its reputation was ruined.
Cao Wu asked tentatively: "Old man, do you have any relatives or friends in any city in Jiangxia? I still have some influence here, so I might be able to find a way to preserve them."
The old man shook his head and said: "I have no relatives or friends. I only have one daughter, who is quite talented and learned. She traveled around many years ago. I just think of the hundreds of thousands of people in Jiangxia who are about to be displaced, and I can't bear it."
When he heard that he only had one daughter, Cao Wu's heart moved. He thought of the old man living in seclusion in Jingzhou, and immediately thought of a person.
The man in front of him was none other than Huang Chengyan from Jingzhou. He was a hermit from Jingxiang, well-known for his talents and proficiency in the art of war. He should have been Zhuge Liang's father-in-law.
Could the daughter he was talking about be Huang Yueying, a strange woman from a generation?
Thinking of this, Cao Wu asked: "Is the old man's surname Huang?"
The old man groaned and asked, "How do you know?"
Cao Wugong bowed his hands: "The old gentleman is a famous scholar in Miannan, and Cao has been admiring him for a long time!"
"Cao...isn't your surname Zhang?"
"Well……"
The reputation of the Cao family is mixed. Before knowing the other party's situation, he used Zhang Song's name. Now that it was revealed, Cao Wu was slightly embarrassed.
Behind him, Da Qiao laughed. He immediately felt that the other party was his enemy and shouldn't be like this. He straightened his expression and said, "Mr. Huang, can you please help me get out?"
Huang Chengyan said: "I do have a small boat. Now the water in Yunmengze has risen, making it difficult for outsiders to travel. I have been studying the hydrology of the Yangtze River for many years, but I know the surrounding hydrology, enough to avoid dangerous places in the water and send you out."
Cao Wu's expression changed: "The old gentleman understands hydrology, but does he know the terrain of various places in Jiangxia?"
Huang Chengyan said: "I know a little bit. To be honest, I like to study the art of war and love the geography of mountains and rivers. Although I live in seclusion here, I am familiar with the geography of Jingzhou. This time the flood flooded the northern part of Jiangxia, there should be seven counties affected, and these seven counties have Seventy-six towns and more than five hundred villages, I know where they are. Unfortunately, I am unarmed, how can one person save the world!"
Cao Wu was overjoyed: "Old sir, Jiangxia is facing a flood. If there are enough people, where should we start the disaster relief?"
Huang Chengyan said: "Big cities like Xiakou are walled and fortified, making it difficult for water to enter. But villages cannot. My friend said that the breach is on the east side of Wulin, so naturally the treatment needs to start from Shiyang County, which is closest to Wulin. If personnel It’s enough to save people from several villages at the same time!”
This time, even Da Qiao's eyes lit up.
Cao Wu didn't expect that when he was living on a small island in the lake, he met a savior. Now the people of Jiangxia were finally saved!
…
At the top of Shiyang City, Zhu Ling, who was injured by Gan Ning when attacking Miangkou, returned here to recuperate and was also responsible for Shiyang's defense.
His men only have some old, weak and disabled soldiers.
Fortunately, there are only Liu Bei's Xiakou enemies in the front. The possibility of Shi Yang being attacked by a sneak attack is very small. These people can defend more than enough.
Zhu Ling was wrapped in bandages and stood bored at the top of the city, guessing the situation on several battlefields. Suddenly, he heard a "rumbling" sound.
It was like the earth was shaking and the mountains were shaking.
"Cavalry? Or a large group of infantry?"
The instinct of years of fighting made him frown, but if he listened carefully, the sound was somewhat different from that of cavalry charging into battle.
While he was thinking about it, the soldiers at the top of the city pointed to the west and said: "Flood, flood! General, the flood is coming!"
Zhu Ling turned around in shock and saw the huge water rushing towards the Han River. In just an instant, the water reached the Han River.
The Han River is much narrower than the Yangtze River, and the water in the river rises at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Zhu Ling shouted hoarsely with the loudest voice in his life: "Close the city gate!"
With a creaking sound, the city gate slowly fell. With red eyes, Zhu Ling pushed past the soldiers closing the door and pulled up the winch himself.
"Boom!"
The Han River bursts its banks, the Jianshui River bursts its banks!
The two rivers surrounding Shiyang broke their dams one after another.
Zhu Ling closed the city gate at the last moment when the flood came.
Outside the city is already a land of water, and water is gradually seeping into the city.
Zhu Ling shouted: "Why are you still standing there? Carry the food to the city wall, everyone goes to the city wall! Don't bring anything except food!"
He directed all the old and weak to move, but he himself looked at the water blankly.
He didn't understand, what was going on? How could there be floods in winter?
This was beyond his knowledge.
…
After finally taking the city of Miokou City, Zhao Yan's troops could finally take a rest. The generals and soldiers had a day to rest.
In the afternoon, after dinner, Zhang Liao went to the city to defend.
Speaking of defense, after it was clear that Liu Bei chose to retreat to the isolated city of Xiakou, there was actually no defensive pressure.
But Zhang Liao was still patrolling meticulously. Suddenly, like Zhu Ling, he also heard the sound of "rumbling" water.
Zhang Liao frowned and quickly discovered something was wrong with the West.
Zhang Liao was born in the bitter cold land of Bingzhou and had never seen a flood in his life. However, he was proficient in military art and was familiar with the techniques of water and fire attacks.
Seeing the flood peak passing in the distance, he immediately issued an order.
"Close the doors, close the four doors, especially Minato, focus on defense!"
"Call General Zhao and all the generals!"
"Instruct all ministries to protect the warship!"
"Move all the food and grass to a high place and don't let them get wet!"
"All horses, stay away from Watergate guards!"
Orders were issued one after another, and the troops in Miangkou carried them out.
By the time Zhao Yan got up sleepily and the generals boarded the city, the flood had already submerged outside the city and water began to seep inside the city.
But Zhang Liao's methodical orders protected the city, which was completely different from Shi Yang's panic.
Miangou is a small city and cannot accommodate so many people. However, at the critical moment of life and death, some people are on their warships and some are on the city wall, which is enough to arrange.
Seeing Zhao Yan approaching, Zhang Liao said: "General Zhao, Liao please send elite navy troops out of the city to investigate the situation in order to prepare for future strategies!"
"Strategy?"
Zhao Yan didn't react.
The young general Guanqiu Jian who came with him suddenly lit up.
He said: "General Zhang thinks that the flood may reach Xiakou and we can take the opportunity to attack the city?"
Zhang Liao did not expect Guanqiu Jian to have such insight, and said happily: "That's exactly it!"
At this moment, the generals began to discuss disaster prevention and surprise attacks on Xiakou.
Among the generals, only the Confucian general Li Dian did not participate and stood at the top of the city with a worried look.
Facing the vast country, Li Dian stood dumbly for a long time, and finally sighed: "How could the common people deserve this!"
He looked back and saw that General Zhao Yan, after more than ten years of war, had become an iron-blooded general. Seeing such a flood, he was still thinking about war, because there was the possibility of a surprise attack, and even everyone All in high spirits.
But with such a flood, who will save the people?
Wenpin, the prefect of Jiangxia, heard Li Dian's voice and his heart bled, but he did not look back.
He is from Jingzhou, and Jiangxia is the place under his jurisdiction, and he is the parent official of this place.
In fact, as a prefect, with a rank of two thousand stones, he was the highest-ranking official second only to Zhao Yan among everyone present, but he was a subordinated general. Although he was worried about the people, he did not dare not to participate in the surprise attack, so he felt depressed. , and cast a shadow.
…
In Wulin Dazhai, the flood had submerged the camp. Fortunately, the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry had strong maneuverability and escorted Cao Cao and others up the high slope in advance.
The tiger and leopard cavalry surrounded Cao Cao several times to prevent Cao Cao from catching the wind, but he still caught the wind. Cao Ashi was diagnosing his pulse.
Cao Cao stroked his forehead and said, "The fierce battle at Chibi, what was the result?"
Cao Chun cupped his hands and said: "Zhuge's military advisor reorganized his army and covered up the enemy for dozens of miles. Zhou Yu's son really retreated this time."
"Okay. What about the flood?"
"this……"
Cao Chun sighed, Zeguo has been conquered, and how can Cao's army rescue the disaster? They don't even know how many people and villages there are in Jiangxia!
Ada said with red eyes: "Prime Minister, my general finally hit the river bank and I don't know what happened to him. My sisters and I want to borrow a boat and go have a look."
Cao Cao looked up, Ada was covered with a veil, but Cao Cao knew that under her veil was a stunningly beautiful face that had captivated warriors and heroes alike.
Cao Cao was satisfied with this woman who might become one of his sisters-in-law.
He waved his hand: "Go ahead, Xiaowu will be fine."
Ah Da nodded heavily and went to borrow a boat with Ah San and other sisters.
Ah Shi kept looking back, and she also wanted to go. She had always heard that Cao Cao was a moody person who loved killing people, but she had been treating Cao Cao for only a day, and she didn't realize that Cao Cao was such a person?
Cao Cao smiled and said, "You go too!"
Ah Shi also nodded heavily.
After the five sisters left, Cao Cao's face turned cold and he didn't smile at all.
Cao Jun won the Battle of Chibi, but because Zhou Yu dug up the river embankment, the aftermath of the Battle of Chibi had just begun.
He looked at Zeguo in front of him and said solemnly: "Zhou Yu, my son, destroyed my farmland and drowned my people. It would be a waste of my life not to avenge this!"
