In front of Xu Mu, there was a somewhat scrawled map spread out. The mountains are like inverted hooks, and the water is like a handful.
Feng Qiu stopped writing and sounded a little ashamed.
"My dear boss, just make do with it for the time being. The terrain around the border is probably like this."
"Thank you."
Xu Mu Ning stared, followed the scrawled map in front of him, and began to think carefully.
"Feng Qiu, in front of Hezhou City, an army of 130,000 Di people has been blocked?"
"Indeed, I heard that Beidi Dog this time seems to have made up his mind and vowed to devour my Daji."
"An army of 130,000... From Wangzhou to Hezhou, there is a distance of 120 miles."
Xu Mu fell into deep thought and vaguely thought of Xiaozhuangzi in Sitong Road. He wondered if it had been burned by the Di people.
"Beidi's grain and grass baggage must be transported from Wangzhou."
"Of course, yes. In the nearby area, only Wangzhou is a big city. Di Gou is good at riding, and due to the problem of massacre, there are no civilians to transport grain, grass and baggage, so teams of thousands of people are usually sent in batches."
Xu Mu lowered his face and thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head.
"Feng Qiu, how about cutting off the grain road?"
…
The steady rain fell on the ancient wall of the border gate, washing away the mottled blood stains. Arrows and falling rocks intertwined and would fall on the city wall of Hezhou from time to time, causing this ancient city of more than 200 years to become shaky again.
Tap tap tap——
Outside Hezhou City.
The endless marching team could not be seen at a glance, breaking through the pouring rain curtain, and their footsteps were heavy. Among them, from time to time there are silver-haired veterans who fall down as they walk and never get up again.
"There is no room for loss in the Great Ji Mountains and Rivers! March urgently!"
A general riding an old horse, not even wearing a helmet, also had silver hair, but the sound he made was loud and loud as it tore through the sound of the rain.
"General Lian, we are only two miles away from Hezhou City!"
The silver-haired veteran suddenly became very energetic as he listened. He turned his head and stared silently at the 100,000-strong army behind him. It was so dark that he couldn't see the end at a glance.
It is said to be a large army, but in fact it is just a hundred thousand veteran households. In the past few decades, as the war situation in the northwest border has calmed down, they, the descendants of the prisoners, are probably the last batch of soldiers.
"Raise your head! March! The court has said that if we achieve military merit, we can move to the inner city and resume our status as civil servants!"
Lian Yong was angry again.
Under urgent urging, the 100,000 hurried soldiers began to take steps, stepping through the splashing water, towards Hezhou.
In the sky above them, there was a faint whistling of falling rocks, passing before their eyes.
…
It rained in Bianguan, and the distant view was blurred by the rain, while the close view was equally muddy.
Xu Mu gathered his robe and armor and stood firmly on the edge of the cliff of Tuotou Mountain. Below him, there was no lush mountain scenery, only strange and rugged rock piles.
"My boss, one hundred thousand veterans have arrived in Hezhou." Chen Jiaqiao approached and held up his sword umbrella to cover Xu Mu from the rain.
"Are you going to town?"
"Before we rested, we were urged to defend the city. The leader was the veteran general Lian Yong, who was still brave."
Xu Mu took a breath and turned around.
The 3,000-strong Qinglong Battalion, more than 80 chivalrous men, and the 20 villagers who followed him all put on robes and armor, held weapons, and stood in front of him with a stern look.
"Get ready first and check a round of dry food and weapons."
call!
In the rain, more than 3,000 people began to hang down and check what they were carrying.
"My boss, there's no problem!" Feng Qiu wiped his face and spoke in a solemn voice.
"Press the bamboo hat and cover the pockmarks!"
"It's rainy and slippery, but we have to go. If anyone falls down, we will respectfully send him to his death."
"Feng Qiu, come and lead the way!"
No one among the more than three thousand warriors showed any fear.
Feng Qiu returned the knife, nodded and moved forward, his heavy footsteps causing splashes of wet mud from time to time.
"march!"
"call!"
On Tuotou Mountain, there is a long line of black snakes, with Feng Qiu as the head, following the towering rocks, moving forward cautiously.
The narrow rocky road of less than two steps was rugged and slippery, and where it started, there were countless piles of sharp rocks, which after being washed away by the rain, looked like sharp undercut blades.
As Xu Mu said, if anyone falls, they can only die respectfully.
"Two steps away, don't look down." Feng Qiu added in a calm voice.
The surrounding scenery seemed to have become dead for a moment, and only the sound of the rain added a bit of irritation.
Xu Mu took a deep breath and carefully followed Feng Qiu. Fortunately, in his previous life, he was not afraid of heights. His greatest feat as a child was to do it for two hours in an amusement park without telling his parents. Ferris wheel, and also wrote eighteen math homeworks.
Bang.
A sudden sound suddenly sounded in Xu Mu's ears. He turned around in shock, and happened to see an old pawn whose legs slipped and rolled down accidentally.
There were piles of sharp rocks, piercing half of his body.
He did not cry out, but looked up to the sky and laughed miserably, then cut his neck with a knife and lay on his back to die.
"Greetings... send it off."
"Congratulations."
"Continue marching." Feng Qiu rubbed his eyes and continued to move forward calmly.
Less than half a stick of incense.
Another villager tumbled down, and his wooden robes and armor were instantly stained red with blood.
He propped himself up, put his knife on the stone, raised his head and took a big breath, coughing out wisps of blood from time to time.
"Master, I'll catch up later..."
Xu Mu's chest felt astringent. He even remembered that the villager who fell from the mountain had killed an old bandit with him before, and he was brave and unyielding.
At such a high place, with such injuries, survival is slim.
Before long, the villager kept the pestle and knife movement, bulging his eyes and never moved again.
"Continue marching." Xu Mu gritted his teeth and his face turned red instantly.
…
About an hour or so,
A long group of more than 3,000 people, led by Feng Qiu, finally walked through the dangerous road and arrived at a desolate wilderness.
"Mr. Chen, please count the number of people."
Chen Jiaqiao nodded silently and walked back after a while.
"My boss, ten or eleven people fell down the mountain and died."
Xu Mu closed his eyes for a long time before slowly opening them again.
"Feng Qiu, I'm waiting to see how far we are from the official road."
"About twenty or thirty miles."
The Di people captured Wangzhou, knocked the city of Hezhou, transported grain, grass and baggage, and followed the official road to march.
"Brother Mu, it's going to be night." Si Hu took a few steps closer, holding the chopping knife.
It was night and it was raining.
According to Xu Mu's guess, even if the Di people transported supplies, they would not choose this time.
"Hezhou is still fighting. I heard that Zhao Qingyun is from Tongzi Camp. He is really brave." Feng Qiu took a breath and faced the direction of Hezhou City.
Xu Mu also turned his head and looked at the wisps of turbid smoke in the rain. Before they floated into the air, they were quickly dispelled by the rain.
"Zhou Zun and Zhou Luo, take some people to investigate nearby."
Zhou Zun and Zhou Luo clasped their fists, each selected a few people from the village, took advantage of the darkness and diverged their directions, and carefully moved forward.
"Little boss, how about I wait now?"
"When the investigation is correct, we will go to the official road to ambush."
