Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 1415: No Cursing
It was not known whether it was because two groups of scouts were sent out from the pass in succession, or because the Han army failed to completely intercept and kill the fleeing Hu people, which made them feel that their whereabouts had been exposed.

As soon as the sun rose the next day, the vanguard of the Han army appeared in the sight of the defenders at the pass.

Perhaps in order to appear more intimidating, the Han army did not march along the Baoqiu River where the riverbed was about to be exposed, but instead pressed forward in a black mass across the mountains and plains.

The Han army's flag was finally erected on the mountain in front of the pass, and around it there were fluttering flags, dazzling swords and spears, bright clothes and armor, and everything was murderous, yet so orderly that it filled the mountains and fields.

Cui Zi saw all this and his heart trembled.

These are truly elite troops.

Then he saw the handsome flag on the mountain, with the huge word "Guan" fluttering in the wind, and Cui Zi's heart trembled again.

Among the Han army, the most famous Guan was none other than the Winged Tiger of Hedong...

Could it be that this person is leading the army on the opposite side?
Yes, such elite troops can only be led by a brave general.

Not to mention that he crossed the swamp silently with the intention of launching a surprise attack on the pass.

If I hadn't been warned and prepared in advance, the consequences would have been disastrous if I hadn't been careful.

When he thought of this, Cui Zi almost broke out in a cold sweat.

This Shu person is truly despicable, shameless, insidious and cunning to the extreme!

With his hands on the city wall and feeling its thickness, Cui Zi finally regained a lot of courage.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the ancient Yuyang Pass was built by the Yan people to defend against the barbarians from the north.

Over the long years, the pass has been strategically located and has defended against countless foreign enemies.

Now that the whereabouts of the Han army have been exposed in advance and they have lost their greatest support, they have no other choice but to attack head-on.

However, the Han army sneaked across the swamp and then arrived here along the Baoqiu River, so it is impossible for them to bring siege equipment.

Without siege equipment, it is simply a dream to want to take the pass by relying solely on ants to attack the city!
The more he thought about it, the more confident he became. The fear he had felt before at the sight of the Han army's aura had disappeared.

Cui Zi stood on the top of the city wall and cursed:
"Shulu, you never expected that, did you? Your grandfather knew you would come a long time ago! If you have the guts, come and attack the city. Let's see that your grandfather's crossbow is more powerful, and your Shulu's heads are tougher..."

"If you don't want to eat the miasma in Shu, do you deserve to come to Youzhou and eat the dirt?"

Listening to the shouting and cursing coming from the top of the city wall, General Zhendong's face was calm, without the slightest sign of anger.

Anyway, she had never seen her grandfather. When she was in Hedong, she even sent people to look for Guan's family, but she didn't expect to find anything. (Chapter 1006: Reform and Conservatism)

But it’s not okay to scold her grandfather.

I didn't expect that this thief on the city wall was actually a sensible person.

General Zhendong ordered calmly:

"Let him open the gate."

The soldier in charge of delivering the message received the order and ran down the mountain, ran to the point within an arrow's reach of the city wall, and shouted:

"General Guan has ordered that the city gates be opened immediately!"

Cui Zi cursed for a long time, and saw that the other party not only did not send anyone to curse back at him, but instead only sent such a small soldier to ask him to open the city gate.

Listen, what did he say?
Any order?

Cui Zi was so angry that he laughed, then he drew his bow and arrow, and the arrow shot out with a "buzz".

As the commander of the pass, Cui Zi was certainly not a weak scholar.

The arrow fell to the ground and hit the Han soldier a few steps in front of him.

"That's my answer. You Guan, if you have the guts, come and open the door!"

The Han soldiers below seemed to be frightened and turned around and ran up the mountain.

"Hahaha……"

Seeing the Han soldiers in such a state, Cui Zi thought that they were afraid and couldn't help laughing.

Even many Wei soldiers laughed along.

"The Shu barbarians are so cowardly that they actually want to attack the city?"

"Hahaha……"

The Han soldier who delivered the message ran back up the hill and said excitedly, "General, not only did the thief refuse to open the city gate, he even dared to shoot arrows."

"Ah."

General Zhendong spoke calmly and issued another military order:
"Give the signal."

"Here!"

With a "whoosh" sound on the top of the mountain, a firework rose into the sky.

Exploding, shining, falling...

Then another one...

The third one...

Cui Zi, who was originally enjoying cursing, felt as if someone suddenly grabbed his neck. After a while, he stammered:
"Then, what is that?"

Falling stars?

Daytime star falling?

The Han army on the opposite mountain remained silent.

The bright star fell on the mountain where the Han army was located.

But there was no movement on the other side, it was so quiet that it was scary.

At Baoqiu River, 40 miles away from the pass, the temporary dam was emitting slight muffled thunder.

This is the filled Black Dragon Pond squeezing the dam body.

The scout standing on a high place and responsible for observation came running over:

"Send it! Send it! The general has sent the signal!"

"I see!"

"Three, two, one, cut!"

There were about 300 Han soldiers left guarding the dam. The 50 best swimmers formed a suicide squad. After receiving the signal, they all waved their weapons and cut the ropes fixing the wooden stakes on the east side.

The bamboo cage collapsed with a sound, and the first stream of water spurted out from the gap as thin as a white silk thread, and in a blink of an eye it swelled into a turbid stream three meters wide.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat to Eagle's Beak Rock!"

Everyone immediately ran to higher places.

Behind me, there was a crisp sound of rock breaking, and the makeshift dam was torn into pieces like a wheat cake torn apart by a giant.

In an instant, the pool water that had been accumulating for a long time roared, rushed, and poured down like a beast that had been imprisoned for a long time.

The water of Baoqiu River expanded three times in an instant, and the originally calm canyon was stirred up by huge waves. The waves were more than ten feet high, carrying mud, rocks and trees, and rushing towards the downstream with an overwhelming force.

The wreckage of the raft floating on the water hit the reef, and the exploded wooden thorns flew everywhere like locusts and bees.

Wherever the flood went, the roar was deafening and the earth seemed to be shaking.

When the Wei defenders at Yuyang Ancient Pass heard the thunder-like roar, they thought it was thunder coming from afar.

Cui Zi looked up at the sunny sky. There were no dark clouds, and even few white clouds. How could there be thunder?
However, when the first flood peak turned around the bay and appeared in the eyes of the Wei army soldiers on the city wall, the overwhelming waves made the expressions on everyone's faces freeze in an instant, and they were stunned.

The first person to react murmured, "What is that?"

"Flood..."

"Why is there a flood?"

Wasn’t it clear that the water level in Baoqiu was almost running out a few days ago?
Why did such a big wave come suddenly?
A certain new soldier turned his neck and looked at a fellow soldier from the same village:

Is this the flood you mentioned a few days ago, the year before last autumn?

It’s big enough indeed.

I've never seen one so big in my life.

……

Bo Zu's lips were trembling and shaking, and he had no idea that someone was looking at him.

When the flood peak finally reached Gubeikou Pass, he instinctively issued a shrill warning:
"The flood is coming!"

Unfortunately, it was too late.

To be precise, everything was set in stone from the moment the Han army successfully built the dam.

A groan like breaking ice came from the foundation of the city wall - the water head over ten feet high hit the city wall like a huge sharp blade, and the outer layer of rammed earth peeled off layer by layer like a soaked pancake.

Endless fear and panic instantly spread among the defenders. They opened their eyes wide and looked at everything in front of them in horror.

Their bodies trembled involuntarily, their legs became weak, and they could hardly stand - the huge impact force caused the city walls to shake continuously.

Not to mention the soldiers on the city walls, even the arrow towers were shaking like drunkards in the flood.

The gate bolt was twisted into a knot by the water flow. At the moment the door panel exploded, two soldiers holding halberds were pierced through the chest by broken wood.

A deputy general turned around and tried to flee, but was crushed under the city gate that was broken by the waves...

None of the Wei soldiers guarding behind the city gate were able to escape, but their cries for help before death finally awakened the soldiers on the city wall.

"Run, run!"

The first thought of these soldiers, who were farmers a few months ago, was to run away.

"Don't panic, don't run!"

"The floodwaters cannot reach the city walls, don't panic!"

Cui Zi finally reacted, his eyes filled with despair. He shouted at the top of his lungs, but in front of the flood, he seemed so weak and almost silent.

Faced with the mighty power of nature, ordinary people simply cannot muster the slightest resistance.

The instinct for survival made the new recruits want to get away from this dangerous place as far as possible.

Except for a few veteran soldiers, most of the soldiers fled in all directions in chaos and were unable to follow orders at all.

"Those who disobey orders will be killed!"

The Wei army's Sima shouted loudly and swung his sword to kill the two deserters, but was pushed off the city wall by the fleeing army.

The moment he fell off the arrow nest on the parapet, the flood swept away half of a pine tree. The forks of the broken pine tree were like several spears, tearing off half of his body, and his intestines flowed out and floated on the water like colorful silk.

After breaking through the city gate, the flood rushed into the city like a wild horse, instantly submerging a large area of ​​land within the city.

Unable to stop the chaos before his eyes, Cui Zi desperately held onto the city wall to prevent himself from falling.

The surname Guan...

Flood...

The surname Guan...

Flood...

These two thoughts kept circulating in his mind like a spell.

"General, go to the inner city quickly!"

The deputy general appeared from nowhere and held Cui Zi tightly, "The inner city is high and the flood can't reach it. Let's go quickly. If we don't leave now, it will be too late!"

"Inner city?" The deputy general's words suddenly saved Cui Zi from panic and despair. He felt like he was hearing heavenly music. He grabbed the deputy general's arm and stood up suddenly:
"Yes, the inner city. Quickly, while the Han soldiers are unable to attack the city at this time, quickly go back to defend the inner city!"

The outer city gate has been destroyed and can no longer be defended.

But the inner city is still there, and more importantly, there are guards on the east and west mountains of the pass.

As long as the inner city is not lost, everything is still possible!

It is almost impossible to gather all those deserters together again.

Cui Zi and his deputy general, with the mentality of gathering as many people as possible, took the hundreds of people who could barely obey orders, and fled along the outer city wall in a panic, found a high ground, waded across the water, and entered the inner city.

The flood did not last long, only about an hour.

After the peak of the flood, the water in Baoqiu gradually returned to normal and flowed gently under Guancheng again, without any trace of its previous cold and ruthless appearance.

The devastation after the flood is just a reminder of how merciless water and fire are.

The chevaux de frise that had been set up in front of the city had long since disappeared, and the tall gatehouse at the entrance of the city had completely collapsed, leaving only a pile of twisted wood and broken tiles.

Broken wood and rocks were scattered all over the place, while some were piled together to form a small hill.

"Enter the city!"

Without encountering any resistance, the Han army entered Youzhou, the key place.

But there was turbid water everywhere in the city, with all kinds of debris floating in the water, including broken weapons, torn flags, and the corpses of Wei soldiers.

Some bodies were mutilated by the flood, with limbs scattered all over the ground.

The blood and mud mixed together to form dark red stains that were disgusting to look at.

"Clear the path."

General Zhendong looked forward, but the Wei flag in the inner city was still flying and the city gates were still closed.

On the inner city wall, Cui Zi watched the Han army enter the city one after another, with despair, resentment and fear in his eyes.

The places with accumulated water are all low-lying areas. The closer to the inner city, the higher the terrain. General Zhendong followed the cleared road to the gate of the inner city and said lightly:
"Let him open the gate."

The soldier in charge of shouting once again trotted to the front and shouted:
"General Guan has ordered that the city gates be opened immediately!"

The words sounded familiar. The last time I heard them was on the outer city wall, and not a single word had been changed.

As if a switch in his body had been triggered, Cui Zi began to tremble all over.

Again?

Are you still coming?
"I'll open your mother's door!"

Unable to control his emotions any longer, Cui Zi only hated himself for being incompetent and inferior to others. Otherwise, he would have chopped the Han soldier below into pieces!

"You can drive it if you can!"

Anyway, I have already scolded the other party to death in the outer city just now, so it doesn’t matter if I scold him again now.

Cui Zi grabbed the bows and arrows on both sides and shot downwards.

"Your grandfather tells you again, you Shu captives are only fit to go back to Shu and eat the miasma!"

The soldier who had shouted came back: "General..."

"Hmm?" General Zhendong raised his eyebrows and looked towards the top of the city. He didn't expect that this would be such a tough nut to crack.

but……

It’s okay to scold her grandpa, but it’s not okay to scold her uncle!

Moreover, it seemed that this person just scolded her mother?

"Shout again!"

He got the same response when he shouted again, which made Cui Zi curse even more fiercely.

"Come, come, come! Your grandfather is at the city gate. If you have the ability, come and open it. If you don't come, you are the son of a prostitute!"

Cui Zi was cursing happily when suddenly someone shouted, "General?"

"Huh?" Cui Zi turned around, but not far away, the old Hu witch and the Hu leader were being stopped by the guards.

"General, we have something to report, General!"

The flood submerged the outer city. Those who were not on the top of the city walls, as long as they had a sense of survival, would run to the higher inner city.

Unexpectedly, these Hu people also took advantage of the chaos and escaped in.

"Those Han soldiers below are the enemies of our tribe. We have something to say to you, sir."

"Hmm? Hmm!" Cui Zi had originally planned to fight to the death, but he didn't expect that these Hu people would actually be his natural allies.

He waved his hand, signaling the two men to come over, "Those Han soldiers, so they are your enemies?"

He looked at the tribal leader again, "What do you want to say to me?"

But the Xianbei leader with a head full of pigtails said:

"Master Wang asked me to bring you a message."

It turned out to be standard Chinese.

"what?"

Cui Zi’s mind was a little confused. After all, the shock he received today was too great.

The mind is wavering and the emotions are fluctuating, which causes the reaction to become slow.

The "what" he said was originally a rhetorical question when he was surprised.

Don’t these Hu people know how to speak Chinese, and are the ones who have to rely on this old witch to translate for them?

Why did you suddenly say it?
Also, who is Master Wang?
Before he could react, he saw the Hu leader grinning.

There was a cold light in the bright snow, the knife came down with a wave of his hand, and a blood mist spurted out!
At the same time, a thunderous roar sounded: "The general told you to open the door, thief! Why didn't you listen? Are you deaf?"

Feeling the sight rising higher and higher, these were the last words Cui Zi heard in his life.

The Hu people who had been secretly surrounding them for a long time, following Tufa Tianli's roar, all shouted in unison, drew their weapons, and rushed forward to attack this side.

The Wei army was facing the unprepared with the prepared one, and it had not yet fully recovered from the devastation of the flood. In addition, with the Han army pressing in from under the city, its morale had already been low.

For a time, the Wei army not only suffered repeated defeats, but even showed signs of fleeing again.

As Tufa Tianli held Cui Zi's head and shouted:
"The enemy general is dead, the rest will lay down their weapons and will not be killed!"

The more than a thousand Wei soldiers in the inner city finally couldn't hold on any longer and threw away their weapons one after another.