Dajin picked up a god of war

Chapter 146 The enemy of water

The soldiers were busy pulling back the chariot, and no one noticed Wang Mi's approach.When Wang Mi rushed into the water, the soldiers were shocked.

"Secretary Wang, why did you come down!"

"Too dangerous!"

"Come on up!"

The river is turbulent, and it is impossible to stand firm. How can the soldiers not know the danger they are facing at this time.However, chariots are precious, and they must not sit back and watch the chariots be taken away by the river!

"Xiao Lang, go away, it's dangerous here!"

Duan Xian followed closely and hugged Wang Mi. He couldn't control others, but Wang Mi couldn't make mistakes.

Of course, Wang Mi's strength couldn't compare to Duan Xian's, and he couldn't shake it off, so he could only shout, "Don't worry about me, quickly persuade them back!"

"Secretary Wang, don't worry about us, the waves on the river are big, and several chariots have been washed away. This one was finally stopped by us, and we must not let it drift away again."

Before the big wave came, the waves of small waves had brought many difficulties to the soldiers standing in the river.

Every time the river water came over, the soldiers would stumble a few times, unable to stand at all. The wet mud was soft, and their boots got stuck in them. If they moved a little, the boots got stuck in the mud, and they had to pull out their feet.

The difficulties faced by the soldiers were limited in the end. The most headache for them was the chariot that kept rolling along the river.

In fact, it is about to fall apart now. There was originally a lot of processed wood in the car, and it was planned to follow the army all the way to the outside of Xiangyang City.

Now they have all fallen into the river, and no shadow can be seen.

The impact of the river was getting bigger and bigger, the soldiers gradually became exhausted, and the chariot swayed a few times in the river.

Immediately after a break, the wooden boards on both sides of the chariot were blown away by the river, and completely fell apart. A wave came over and was completely engulfed by the river.

In the army, losing a knife or an arrow is not a big deal.However, chariots or horses are quite valuable assets.

These things are expensive, and the quantity is small.The soldiers are quite fancy, although one chariot has been rushed, but there is another.

Still struggling in the river, as long as there is still a glimmer of hope, the soldiers are unwilling to give up. They are still desperately pulling the hemp rope and trying to drag the chariot ashore.

But they couldn't resist the turbulent river at all.

bang bang...

There were two muffled sounds of tearing, and Wang Mi suddenly noticed that the hemp rope that tied the chariot had broken a few strands, and not far away, another big wave was about to come over.

"Come on!"

At the critical moment, Wang Mi couldn't help but take out a short knife and cut it towards the rope.

Soldiers regard the things in the barracks as more important than their own lives. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, they are not willing to give up.

Wang Mi could see what they were thinking, and when the persuasion failed, she simply drew a knife and cut off the possibility of them continuing to toss.

As the hemp rope was completely broken, Duan Xian immediately stepped forward and escorted a few soldiers to the shore. Almost at the same time, the chariot was brought to the center of the river by the turbulent river water, followed by a big wave, and it was able to stand fifteen Personally, it took three days to build a large chariot, and just disappeared into the river waves.

When the river is temporarily calm, and then look for the trace of the chariot, there is no trace at all!
"so close!"

Seeing that the chariot was swept away by the river, and the soldiers slumped on the shore, they also had lingering fears.

What if they were still pulling the twine just now?

If they don't give up, then they will definitely be taken away by the river!

"quick!"

"Thank you Secretary Wang!"

Everyone sighed for a moment, and finally remembered their great benefactor.When he came back to his senses, he threw himself on his knees before Wang Mi.

"My subordinates thank Secretary Wang for saving his life!"

"If there is no Secretary Wang, our lives will all be over!"

The soldier who took the lead in shouting had tears in his eyes. What he said was completely from the bottom of his heart, without any falsehood.

Wang Mi wrung out his clothes and said with a smile, "Get up, it's just an effort."

Everyone was stunned, this secretary Wang is really good-natured.

Although Wang Mi said it was an effort, the soldiers would never think that way.

Even now, they have regarded this smiling man as a god-like person.

No, such a predictable, stabbed character, where is he still a human being?
He is a fairy!

It's a god!
Everyone knew that Wang Mi was a civilian sent by the imperial court, not from Beifu, nor had he brought soldiers.

He was born in the Wang family of Langya, a famous first-class aristocratic family. In the impression of the soldiers, the civil officials who came out of such a family basically had their eyes on the top of their heads and their nostrils pointing upwards, and they would not pay any attention to them.

However, Wang Mi just now, not only did not show any disdain and contempt, but jumped into the river himself and saved their lives.

The kind of feeling that was originally looking up, but also mixed with gratitude and reverence, was instantly intensified in the hearts of the soldiers.

It is no secret to say that in the eyes of the few soldiers who survived by chance, Wang Mi has a halo and a particularly sacred image.

"Get up, I still have something to ask."

Seeing that they were reluctant to get up, Wang Mi could only do something else. Seeing that the soldiers were serious, they stood up one by two.

"You said that a few chariots have been washed away just now, how is it, is the loss big?"

Seeing that they were so impatient, Wang Mi thought that the heavy rain should bring relatively heavy losses to the military camp, but he did not expect such a loss.

how can that be possible?
Although the rain did not come at the right time, and it did bring a lot of difficulties to the army, the entire process of attacking Xiangyang had to be stopped.

However, because of this rain, the army is waiting for food. Is there anything more exciting than this?

of course not!

Logically speaking, the loss of a few chariots would not be in Wang Mi's eyes at all, and for the Beifu soldiers, it was also innocuous.

However, faintly, he always felt that this sudden incident would be a hidden danger in the battle of Xiangyang.

Several soldiers gathered together for a while and sent a representative.

"As far as my subordinates know, about four chariots have been lost, and many bamboo poles and wooden boards have been washed away, and many arrows and halberds have been soaked in the rain. There are indeed some losses, but it should be possible. Handle."

It's raining?
That is indeed a big problem, Wang Mi thought.

Many ancient weapons are related to wood, including warships, arrows, and even iron-headed halberds and spears. Only the aggressive iron heads are not enough. If these weapons are to be effective, none of them is inseparable from wood.

And the wood will swell and rot when exposed to water, and the iron arrows are also prone to rust. Therefore, heavy rain and heavy snow have always been the enemy of ancient wars.

(End of this chapter)