Chapter 154: Breaking Wu Jiang II

The rain is still falling.

The dense sound of rain still reached Zhang Xuan's ears, as if it was a sound of urgency.

Since the second half of last night, it has started to rain. It started out as a light rain, then turned to heavy rain, and after the heavy rain, it seemed to converge a little.

But it's only a little bit of convergence.

The rain seems to be constant to this extent, and it continues to fall without beginning or end.

The first flash flood has already come.

It may take a little time for the Wujiang River to fully rise, and it will take some time for rainwater from all over the country to collect on the main river. But the Wujiang River has already risen.

The waves encroached on the shallows piece by piece, and as long as it was swallowed, it was not spit out.

Even the gurgling water in the cave has become larger.

Zhang Xuan saw it in his eyes and was anxious in his heart.

All kinds of worries came to my heart, and the first one was, what would happen if Qin Meng went? No matter what the result is, Zhang Xuan is unlikely to be rewarded. After all, it's easy to go downstream. But I want to go against the tide and report the situation. It's not easy. There were even extreme results, compared to this, Qin Meng's people lost everything. He didn't know either. Drifting down the river didn't work, and he didn't know.

At this moment, all Zhang Xuan can do is stick to his own judgment. Even if he dies, he dies with those below.

The second worry is whether the bamboo raft can be sent up later.

From Pingshi Town to here, go down the river and drop some things. It's easy. But it was not too easy to intercept, and it was even more difficult to return to Pingshi Town from here.

A rise in water. I'm afraid the road I came from won't be usable. Although Zhang Xuan sent more than a dozen groups of personnel yesterday to report the news. But whether it can be there or not, and when will it be there.

"General, General. They're coming. The bamboo raft is coming. Zhang Xuan suddenly heard Zheng Lian shouting. In the sound of rain, it is very obvious.

After Zhang Xuan heard this, his heart was ecstatic, but then he forcibly suppressed the joy in his heart, snorted coldly, and said, "What's it called?" You are also a person of status in the army. is so babbling, it really loses the body of a minister. ”

Zheng Lian immediately restrained his expression, used it respectfully, and said in an indifferent tone: "Xiaguan understands, the generals have arrived." ”

"Let's go." Zhang Xuan said. He stood with his hands in his hands and walked slowly. Just carelessly, stepping in a puddle. Splashed the lower half of his body.

Zhang Xuan was still unaware.

Zheng Lian's heart moved, and he said secretly: "The general is not as calm as he seems. ”、

Soon, Zhang Xuan saw a lot of bamboo rafts. But the most conspicuous thing is a ship.

The ship is not large, with only two cabins.

Upper and lower floors. It should be able to carry fifty or sixty people. This is the only ship in Pingshi Town.

With the Ming army's ability to execute, even if the ships were banned, it would be impossible for him to clean up all the ships, and it was normal for there to be ships left. A ship without a remnant is a paranormal event.

However, the river is already narrow, and if the Shangwu River rises, it will encroach on the land in the river valley. In this case.

Want to stock up on a large number of bamboo rafts, there is simply no place.

Zhang Xuan immediately decided to come to a batch of bamboo rafts and let a group of soldiers wait for the bamboo rafts. Downstream.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan didn't want to wait any longer.

Since he has decided, whether he lives or dies, he has this thing. He decided to set off immediately.

Just when Zhang Xuan was about to board the bamboo raft with a few guards, he was stopped by the left and right. They all said: "The body of a great general is ten thousand gold, how can he easily make a mistake. Please also ask the general to ensure his health and go south by boat. ”

"Please also ask the general to take care of his health and go south by boat."

The group knelt down in the rain and said loudly.

These people are all clear, they understand very well that in the system of Great Xia, their future is tied to Zhang Xuan's body, once Zhang Xuan has something, they will basically switch to other factions, and they will not become other people's henchmen.

And with the relationship between Zhang Xuan and the Luo family. Basically, today's defeat will be lost, and all the more than 10,000 soldiers will be lost in this Wujiang River valley. As long as Zhang Xuan can go back alive, it is not a big deal.

At most, it is a demotion, a demotion. Maybe the snow will be hidden for a period of time, and it will be able to make a comeback, and there will not even be snow hidden, compared to the two defeats of the Ming army, the credit of resisting the Qing army in Xiangyang Mansion. This is a small loss. It's nothing at all.

Therefore, if they want to have a future, it doesn't matter whether they win this battle or not. The important thing is Zhang Xuan's safety.

Although it is often said that everyone is equal, even now everyone's value is different. And now Zhang Xuan is a member of the inequality.

Zhang Xuan can't go against the will of the people. In addition, Zhang Xuan didn't want to die here, he didn't do a big thing, and the big rivers and rivers had come over, so how could he be willing to plant a ditch in the small ditch of Wujiang.

After a little prevarication, he boarded the ship.

There was an old boatman at the helm of the ship.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Old man, is it easy for the boat to go in the Wujiang River?" ”

The old boatman said: "It's okay, it's raining now, the water in Wujiang is rising, and it's much easier than usual." The river has submerged many of the shallows, making it much easier to walk. ”

Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask the question he had been worried about, and said, "Can you reach Lechang County by taking a bamboo raft downstream?" ”

The old boatman said: "It depends on whom, if you let the little old man take charge of the penny, the plan can be done, the little old man is on the Wujiang River, and he has been sailing for a lifetime." I still have this ability, but you outsiders can't talk about it. ”

When Zhang Xuan heard this, his heart tightened. But I heard the old boatman say, "Some people are going to die." However, most people can still get through it. ”

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed and said: "Is this true? ”

The old boatman said with a little pride: "You must know that hundreds of years ago, we were also an important waterway here, although it was relatively dangerous and could not be heavily loaded, the ship had a deep draft, and it was often stranded, and the water potential was somewhat complicated. It's not that if you go downstream, you will die for a lifetime. ”

"Okay, the general is sitting firm, we are better than Han Gonglong." The old boatman no longer spoke, but concentrated on the steer.

In a long trumpet tone, mixed with a Cantonese tone, he said loudly: "It's over." ”

The sound reached the Wujiang River in the rain, and it seemed to be swallowed up by the sound of the rain and the sound of the Wujiang River in an instant, but several boatmen on the boat also loudly catered to it: "Ha." ”

The ship spun sharply with the concerted efforts of the old boatman and the crew.

At this moment, the Wujiang River turned sharply, and the ship almost turned against the stone wall. It's almost dancing on the river.

Zhang Xuan grabbed a pillar tightly, and when he just started, he was still looking outside. From time to time, I saw bamboo rafts that had been overturned, and some soldiers along the shore, obviously not all the soldiers who fell into the water could not survive.

He saw this tragic situation. On the contrary, my heart relaxed slightly.

It's not that Zhang Xuan has no sympathy at all. It is a person who can lead troops to fight, even if his heart is not like iron, but he will never be emotional at a critical time.

Zhang Xuan didn't look at how many people died, but compared to all the bamboo rafts in Qin Meng's department, these bamboo rafts that overturned and had accidents were only one percent.

Bamboo naturally floats on the surface of the river, and there are many curves here, so it is easy for broken rafts to stay in one place. Zhang Xuan can also see it.

Zhang Xuan didn't know how many dead people he had seen, this little bit of dead people was not enough to move Zhang Xuan, compared to those dead people, Zhang Xuan cared more about the loss of Qin Meng's department.

As long as Qin Meng's loss is less than thirty percent, his action this time will be worth it.

Of course, the heart hanging in his heart can't be completely put down.

For the rafts he saw were broken, and not all the rafts that had been lost. This judgment is actually a kind of assumption.

In just half an hour, nearly a hundred miles of waterways, under the leadership of the turbulent Wujiang water, almost flew over.

Zhang Xuan was overjoyed. He saw from afar that there were a large number of bamboo rafts scattered on the shore, and it seemed that Qin Meng's troops had come ashore from here. Looking at the number, Zhang Xuan judged that these bamboo rafts could carry at least about three or four hundred people.

That's enough for that.

Zhang Xuan immediately asked the old boatman: "Can you go upriver from Lechang at this time?" ”

Zhang Xuan was extremely nervous about this question.