Chapter 680

What he called "steady Sima" is a covert title for Jin Jue behind his back.

This title is not for no reason, but Jinjue has a mantra, which is "it's better to be stable or more stable".

Although he was ridiculed for this, Jin Jue still sought stability in everything and rarely ventured forward, as was the case in marching and fighting.

Outsiders laugh at outsiders, but Jin Jue can climb to today's position by the word "stability".

Although he was defeated by Meng Shanming several times in his early years, South Korea was the least damaged in his hands. Unlike the death of the governor of Zhao in the hand of Meng Shanming, the state of song was defeated in the hand of Meng Shanming.

For Meng Shanming, among the generals he has fought against, Jinjue is the most troublesome. Jinjue believes in being steady, doing business step by step, not daring, not taking risks, and believing in winning by strength.

Jinjue is like a hard bone to mengshanming. Mengshanming's legs were disabled, which fell when he fought with South Korea, and the commander of the Korean army was Jinjue. To some extent, mengshanming's disability was given by Jinjue.

Of course, the battle was also because he was eager to extricate the Yan Emperor, otherwise mengshanming would not end up like this.

It's so stable that people laugh at it, but the accumulated combat achievements have gradually climbed up to today and crippled mengshanming. Therefore, the big Sima is very stable in his position.

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It's getting dark and it's raining harder and harder.

On a rainy night, a group of generals wearing war armor and coir raincoats and hats came out for inspection. When they reached the eaves of the courtyard, the soldiers came quickly to help the generals take off their coir raincoats and hats.

"It's terrible weather." someone cursed God.

They stomped their feet, stamped off the mud on their feet, and didn't wear boots.

Jiang Fang Governor Wu qunlie took the lead in taking off his boots, and the others had to take off their boots and enter.

The swinging lanterns under the eaves shine on the three big words on the lintel plaque: Zhenjiang hall!

The hall is full of various maps, large and small. This is the important place of Jiangfang military aircraft. Ordinary people are not qualified to enter.

A group of old men who took off their shoes entered the hall. The smell of salted fish suddenly churned in the hall. Someone covered his nose and cursed: "Lao Chen, how long haven't you washed your feet? It's been bad luck sitting next to you for eight generations."

The old Chen immediately scolded back, "do you think your feet smell good? As soon as Yan Jun arrived at the river, the governor was like a hurry. He didn't know how many times a day he patrolled back and forth. He couldn't sleep well. Where was the time to wash his feet? The army didn't allow women to serve."

"It seems that Lao Chen doesn't wash his feet without women's service!" Jiang Fang Governor Wu qunlie said after sitting down with his feet in his arms.

Everyone laughed. They were just joking. They were born in the army. They had long been used to this taste. No one would really care.

Wu qunlie, who laid down his feet, pointed to the old Chen and said, "use your life. When the governor has laid down the state of Yan, I will reward you ten or eight beauties of the state of Yan and wait on you to wash your feet every day."

"Ah!" old Chen waved his hand, "ten or eight beauties are exempted. It is said that there are many beautiful concubines in the imperial palace of the state of Yan. It is enough to reward me a concubine of Shang Jianxiong and let me taste it."

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

A group of people immediately coaxed and cursed.

Bang! Wu qunlie's case stopped the noise, "Listen up, as long as you can stop Meng Shanming's attack, I'll decide for you. I don't know if you can promise me, but I'm sure to ask for merit for all of you present and a concubine for Shang Jianxiong. Anyway, Shang Jianxiong has many concubines, and I don't care about you. Let's give the leftovers to our head office? Of course, premise We must guard the river defense and not let Yan Jun invade our great song dynasty! If the river defense loses, let alone Shang Jianxiong's concubine, let's first weigh our head and whether we can keep our wives and concubines from being occupied by others! "

The old Chen said, "the governor is worried. After our army invaded the state of Yan, the ships on the opposite river were either destroyed or dragged here. There are so many people and horses on the other side. How can we cross the river without a boat? It's not enough for us to draw a boat temporarily. Crossing the river by wooden raft is a joke and a living arrow target!"

They also repeatedly promised that they would never let Yan army break the river defense.

Wu qunlie motioned to everyone not to be careless, and summoned the people to get up and discuss around the Jiangfang map. He brainstormed and asked everyone to consider where there might be loopholes.

After the discussion, when the generals retreated, Wu qunlie warned again, "don't be afraid of the other party's open attack. What the governor is afraid of is mengshanming's sneak attack, especially at night. After everyone returns, all areas must be inspected closely, and the enemy can't take advantage of it."

A general smiled bitterly and said, "my Lord, I'm really worried. The strong wind and heavy rain and the rapid rise of the river are not suitable for the army to cross the river. It's almost like Mengshan Ming has a problem with his head at this time."

"Yes, on this stormy rainy night, I can't see my fingers. I can't shine far with lanterns. The inspection is also white."

Hearing the comments of the people, Wu qunlie also recognized it in his heart, but he still gave a positive warning, "the more impossible it is to sneak attack, the more likely it is. It is inconvenient for the sergeant to patrol, so the friars can step on the waves on the river regularly."

"Your Excellency, that's very true!"

The crowd nodded in recognition. As long as there were friars patrolling the river, if there was an enemy attack, it would not be possible to hide it. After all, the enemy couldn't send scattered people to sneak attack. It was also a large-scale attack, which could be found by friars patrolling the river.

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In a military camp on the other side of the river, the moon butterflies shine in a tent. Gong Lince's negative hand stands at the door of the tent, staring at the rainy night of pouring rain. He has a lot of thoughts in his eyes.

The state of Yan has reached the present stage, endangering the survival of Zijin cave. Once the state of Yan perishes, Zijin cave will become a bereaved dog. The big faction in the ethereal Pavilion unexpectedly walked to the edge of capsizing in his hand, which made him feel a lot.

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

Gong Lince's eyes looked at the Chinese army tent diagonally opposite, and there were lights seeping in it.

At the time of Yan's life and death, the three factions had no other choice. He personally sat here and placed his hope on the old man in the tent.

"Alas!" Gong Lince sighed, hoping that the old handsome would not disappoint the three factions.

The leaders of the three sects have been in charge of different places. He is in charge here. Long Xiu went to beizhou and Meng Xuan is still in charge of the capital.

It's windy and rainy outside. There's a melancholy palace Lince with mana to protect his body. It's hard for the rain to get close to him.

The Chinese army tent suddenly showed a bright light and attracted his attention. The curtain opened and he saw someone enter the Chinese army tent.

It was Zhang Hu, who came in the rain with his feet in the mud. Zhang Hu entered the middle army tent, took off his hat and coir raincoat and gave it to the sergeant.

Several oil lamps in the tent were dim and yellow. Meng Shanming with tired face and bloodshot eyes still didn't stop. He was still thinking about what to do with the map.

Zhang Hu reported recently, "marshal, there's news over there. The river has indeed soared, but the water level at the target location is still one and a half feet offshore."

Luo Daan, who was dozing on his chair, immediately shook his head and woke up.

Meng Shanming's eyes didn't move away from the map, only a faint sentence, "a report in half an hour!"

"Yes." Zhang Hu replied.

Half an hour later, the herald came and whispered to Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hufu came forward and reported: "ten feet!"

Mengshanming nodded and didn't say anything.

Half an hour later, Zhang Hu reported: "seven feet!"

Half an hour later, Zhang Hu reported: "five feet!"

Until Zhang Hu reported "three feet", mengshanming, who was already in the process of closing his eyes and nourishing himself, suddenly opened a pair of bloodshot eyes and said in a deep voice: "act according to the plan!"

Zhang Hu's cheeks were tight and his head bowed. He didn't take orders for a long time.

Meng Shanming looked at him slightly and asked, "do you want to resist?"

"The last general doesn't dare to disobey orders, but..." Zhang Hu shook his head painfully. "It's really... Too difficult to forcibly cross the rolling dragon gorge at this time. It's all my brothers who have followed me for many years. Many people don't know water at all. Commander, is there no other way?"

"Difficult?" Meng Shanming asked, and nodded slightly: "It's really difficult. The living can say it's difficult. Who can the dead talk to? Do you remember Qiu Mazi? He died fighting to help you! And Wei Dahong, and many people you know, do you want to say it's difficult to those who died fighting to guard Dayan? Dayan today, someone who dares to die must stand up! It's because of the difficulty that I used your guards Ma, I believe they can do it. You should also have confidence in them. Go and implement it! "

"Yes!" Zhang Hu's cheeks trembled and bowed his hands to take orders. He stepped back and quickly turned away. He didn't even use coir raincoats and hats. He made a big debt in the rain.

Rolling dragon gorge!

The river flow area in the eastern region is the most dangerous area. Usually, the cliffs on both banks are two feet above the water surface.

Because the river basin narrows suddenly in this place, the ordinary water flow here is extremely fast, like a churning dragon, so it is named Rolling dragon gorge.

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

In ordinary times, it is difficult for people to cross here. Now it is even more difficult for rainstorms and crazy water flows.

Therefore, the regional army can not cross, which is a natural barrier. Therefore, it is a grain storage place for the song army thirty miles away.

To some extent, it is also the weakest place for the defense of the army. The border between the two countries is long, and it is impossible to fill all areas along the river with heavy troops. No matter how many troops are used.

In the rainstorm, there was a faint sound of fighting in the state of song. After the movement subsided, more than a dozen monks leaped from the other side and met with two rising generals here.

"How's it going?" a general asked urgently.

A friar replied: "the heavy rain helped, and the defense on the opposite side was slack. Several friars actually gathered together to hide from the rain and drink. They were carried by our nest. The rain was heavy, and the voice of hands-on should be covered up. It's better to choose the time of hands-on."

The general asked, "where are the others?"

The friar replied, "I'm exploring the way for the army. According to the catcher, there are friars patrolling along the river from time to time, so I have to be careful. Just this..." he looked back at the roaring rage behind him, "can I get through?"

"We have made a military order and can't manage so much." another general threw down his words and ran back in the dark.

Before long, a burst of rapid footsteps came, and a large number of hidden people ran in the rain, each carrying a log on his shoulder.

No need to say more, at the command, "jump!"

The first batch of sergeants holding logs jumped down recklessly and were swallowed up by the roaring and tumbling river.