Three days later, Yecheng, Zhangshui Dam.
Both ends of the dam have shown a very strange scene. The river at one end, which leads to the city wall of Yecheng more than ten miles away, has long dried up. Even in this cold winter, the river bed is full of ice and snow. But there is no running water to be seen, and behind the dam on the other side, there is water that is five or six meters higher than the dry river bed. This huge reservoir built on the mountain has already filled the entire valley. One look at this dam, and you will know that the reason why the Zhangshui River has dried up is entirely because someone built a dike here to store water.
Zhai Bin was dressed in armor and his white hair was dancing in the cold wind. He stood on the sword with both hands and sat on the top of the mountain. He looked at the busy sergeants Ding Ling running back and forth on the embankment. From time to time, a cold light appeared in his triangular eyes. .
Next to him, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing civil official attire was the current patriarch of the Feng clan of the large Bohai clan, Feng Heng. This Feng family has traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge with the Yan Kingdom in Liaodong. Their ancestor Feng Fu was an important minister in the founding of the Yan Kingdom. After the destruction of Yan, the Feng family also lost its former glory, but Murong Zhizhi once again raised his troops to recover. After Yan, Feng Heng immediately led his nephew from the clan to defect, and was awarded the important position of Zuo Sima. This Feng Heng had just arrived and was eager to make contributions. He directly offered Murong Chui a road to divert the Zhang River to flood Ye City. As a poisonous plan, Feng Heng and Zhai Bin had been building embankments to store water here in the past few days, preparing to use the power of the water to break down the solid city wall of Ye City in one fell swoop.
Feng Heng's eyes were shining at this moment. He looked at the Zhangshui in the embankment behind him, which was constantly churning with the howling of the cold wind. He murmured: "Hurry, hurry up, as soon as the embankment breaks." , Yecheng will be destroyed!"
Zhai Bin looked at Feng Heng and suddenly laughed: "Mr. Feng, let me tell you, how did you come up with this poisonous plan to divert water to the city? I would never have thought of it."
Feng Heng laughed and said with a smile on his face: "When my late father followed General Murong Ke of the Yan State to pacify Qingzhou, he once saw that when General Murong attacked Guanggu City, he cut off the Jiulongtan water outside the city, and then filled up the water to rush into the city. , the fortified city of Guanggu, which was said to be difficult to attack, finally fell. Before that, Bai Qi, the general of the Qin State during the Warring States Period, also used a water attack to break through Yingcheng, the capital of the Chu State, and a little further forward, the three families were divided into Jin At that time, the Allied Forces of the Three Kingdoms also diverted Fen water to fill Jinyang. In our Central Plains, there are many such battles, but the method of storing water is not something ordinary people can master."
Zhai Bin smiled "hehe": "Mr. Feng, it seems that your family has been passing down this method of storing water to flood the city for generations. We have been busy for so many days, and this is what we have been waiting for."
Feng Heng smiled and said: "Yes, the water has almost been stored now. The wind is strong. As long as the levee is opened, the water can be diverted to flood the walls of Ye City. Even if Ye City is strong, it will be difficult to stop the flood. Monstrous."
Zhai Bin stroked his beard with satisfaction: "Okay, then what are we waiting for? Let's break the dike quickly so that they will never see the sun tomorrow again."
Feng Heng laughed, suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed: "General Zhai, wait a minute, this river bank is where King Wu's camp is located. The flood is ruthless. We must first notify our army to evacuate before we can carry out this water attack." , we’d better send envoys to invite King Wu first..."
Zhai Bin's eyes flashed coldly: "Mr. Feng, please go along the Zhang River to report to the King of Wu now, saying that I will send his sons to meet him soon!"
Feng Heng's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly understood, and cursed sternly: "You, you dare to rebel..."
Zhai Bin's expression was cold and stern: "I have never attached to Murong Chui, why should I do the opposite? In troubled times, all the heroes have risen together, and we are all the same tyrants. Why should we be subordinate to him? For a moment, he called him the leader of the alliance, and he He really regards himself as an emperor and bosses me around. I wanted to give my brothers a few ministers, but they refused. It was very generous to give an official to my son. In comparison, the price offered by King Shaotian was nothing. It’s much better.”
Feng Heng gritted his teeth and cursed: "Traitors, you little beasts, you will not die a good death!"
Zhai Bin sneered and waved his hand. His grandnephew Zhai Liao, who was standing next to him, drew out his sword. With just one wave, Feng Heng's head moved with his neck. His watermelon-like head fell to the ground and rolled out more than ten steps away. , fell exactly at Zhai Liao's feet.
Zhai Bin shook his head: "The people named Feng only recognize their Murong family, so let's send them to reunite together. Zhen'er, go back to the camp now and organize your troops. Once we succeed in the water attack, we will immediately attack other places of the Xianbei people." Camp, take advantage of the chaos to eliminate them all, remember to send a signal to Fu Pi and ask him to come out too!"
On the other side, Zhai Liao's father Zhai Zhen said: "If there is a water attack, we can wipe out the Xianbei Yan army with only our own troops. We don't need the Qin army in the city to come out to help."
Zhai Bin smiled and turned to look at the two sixty-year-old men beside him. A tall man was Zhai Bin's younger brother Zhai Tan. He was holding two big axes and laughed: "Zhen'er, don't you know now? Murong Chui, we want to eliminate him, and Fu Pi, we also want to eliminate him."
Another slightly shorter old man is Zhai Tan's half-brother Zhai Min. He has a ghost-headed sword stuck on his back. He stands with his arms folded and the corner of his mouth curls up: "This is a rare opportunity, Fu Pi." I don’t know about our flood attack on the city. As soon as he comes out and fights with Murong Chui in the river, we will flood them. In this way, both thieves will be destroyed. This Ye City, and even the entire Guandong, will be destroyed. We, the Ding Ling Zhai family, hum, since we entered the Central Plains, we have been enslaved and driven by others for many years. Today is the day when we Ding Ling people are truly independent and free, and it will surely go down in history forever!"
Zhai Zhen suddenly realized it, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Uncle is tall, he is really tall!"
Zhai Bin nodded with satisfaction: "If it hadn't been for Feng's vicious plan, I wouldn't have been able to destroy these two families at once. Murong Chui is a god in his military skills, but no matter how god he is, he can't escape the chaos of this world. Power! Humph, he wants to send us Ding Ling people to death as pawns, and we will not sacrifice our lives for him. In the Qin State, we rebelled once, and they will not regard us as their own in the future. It is better to eliminate them together as soon as possible. Remember Come on, as long as we have Yecheng, we have everything. In the land of Guandong, there is no force that can compete with us."
Without saying a word, Zhai Zhen turned around and left with Zhai Liao. As soon as he raised his foot, he kicked Feng Heng's head on the ground at his feet. His eyes widened and his mouth opened wide, as if he still had something to say. .
