contend

Chapter 153
The gentleness of Qingyang Gorge is only relative.

If there is no whirlpool, it may be possible to barely cross the river.

There is a vortex, indicating that the underwater undercurrent is turbulent.

Yang Zheng could only pray that God would open his eyes.

If this battle continues like this, both sides will suffer, and the spring plowing will be delayed, and Yang Zheng's ambitious ambitions will be in vain just like the water of the Yellow River.

At that time, there will be no place to grab food.

The nearby Wuwei, Zhangye, and Dunhuang are not easy to get along with.

Although Xia Houba was promoted to the governor of Qinzhou, the pressure and troubles he faced would never be less than himself.

Liu Heng stepped on the raft, using a spear as a pole, wrapped a few circles of rope around his body, and went down the current, constantly changing directions, trying to rush to the opposite bank with the help of the rapids.

Thanks to his amazing power, under the pull of the rope, he forcibly reversed his direction several times and avoided the whirlpool.

The soldiers on the shore were all sweating for him.

The raft floated and sank in the turbulent river, and it took an hour for the river two to three hundred steps wide.

It was about to bypass the last vortex and reach the opposite bank, but at this moment the raft suddenly tore apart, and Liu Heng fell into the water immediately.

The rope was originally a temporary twist of bark and rein.

After soaking for a long time, it will not be able to withstand the underwater undercurrent.

Yang Zheng was startled, and just as he was about to get someone to pull Liu Heng back, Liu Heng hugged the log and desperately struggled to the other side.

The waves splashed like a big fish beating the waves.

"General?" The guards all looked at Yang Zheng.

Yang Zheng gritted his teeth and said, "Let him try!"

It's not that Yang Zheng is cruel, but that there is a huge risk in pulling it back, and the rope may not be able to withstand the tearing of the whirlpool.

The river is surging and the waves are splashing.

Liu Heng and Mu Mu were sometimes swallowed by the river, and sometimes pushed out by the river.

Ordinary people have long been beaten unconscious by the waves.

But he was still struggling in the water.

"I don't mean no clothes? I'm in the same robe as my son. Wang Yu Xingshi, repair my spear. I'm the same enemy as my son!" Several Qin Hus shouted at the Taotao River.

The pronunciation of many characters has changed, but this does not hinder the passionate and tragic venting in this poem.

Finally, after struggling for nearly half an hour, Liu Heng grabbed the vines on the south bank, climbed up to the south bank, lay on the ground for half an incense stick, and then slowly stood up, raised his head and roared at the Yellow River.

The soldiers on the north bank also cheered bursts of cheers.

Yang Zheng's hanging heart finally fell to the ground.

When one person passes, it means that everyone can pass.

Set up the rope, and a simple suspension rope connects the two banks.

The soldiers climbed across the river by means of suspension cables.

In order to reduce the burden and cross the river quickly, I gave up everything I could give up, such as spears, war horses, armor...

Each person only brought dry food for one day.

"Meng Yu, you lead a thousand cavalry to attack Guiyi City in a feigned attack, try your best to bluff and contain the enemy in Hebei!"

"Take orders!" Meng Yu knelt down on one knee.

Yang Zheng climbed over the suspension rope, Liu Heng was wet and exhausted, lying naked in the mud, grinning proudly.

Yang Zheng patted him on the shoulder, so there is no need to talk nonsense.

It took more than two hours for more than 2000 people to cross the river.

Seeing that it was still early, Yang Zheng asked the soldiers to rest.

On the north bank, Meng Yu led the cavalry roaring away.

More than 6000 war horses, billowing with smoke and dust.

On the south bank, many soldiers fell to the ground and fell asleep.

It was not until dusk that I opened my eyes one after another, ate some dry food, and drank some water.

One by one, they cheered up again.

In the twilight, the eyes light up slightly, like a beast about to hunt.

Yang Zheng pointed to the direction of Jianwei City, "That's our land, our city, now, Sui Ben will go and take it back!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The shouts were mixed with the roaring water of the Yellow River.

Jianwei City guarded the only nearby ferry bridge, and never expected that the enemy would come from the southeast.

Attention was drawn to the cavalry in the north of the city.

When the night is dark, everything is silent.

Under the moonlight, among the green hills, the city of the Han family looks like a serene old man, watching everything on the earth calmly.

Suddenly, a kindness rose in Yang Zheng's heart, like a wanderer seeing his hometown and hometown.

The soldiers moved a few long tree trunks and propped them up under the city wall without making a sound.

The soldiers climbed up the tree trunk like apes, and jumped onto the city wall in twos and threes.

Jianwei City is a small city, built on the mountainside, and the height of the city is four to five meters by visual inspection. The difficulty is not in climbing the city, but how to climb to the mountainside.

As long as the city is heavily guarded, it is impossible for Yang Zheng's 3000 people to touch the city wall.

But tonight, none of that is a problem.

Because as long as there are people, there will always be slack.

And the enemy would never have imagined that the danger came from the southeast.

Especially the Qiang people don't know how to defend the city at all.

In less than a moment, the city gate creaked open.

It was also at this time that the defenders finally woke up.

But it was too late.

"Kill!" Yang Zheng roared angrily, and rushed into the city with his knife in hand.

The awakened enemies are only a few, most of them are in sleep.

A few people took up arms and were cut down in an instant.

From the time Yang Zheng entered the city, there was no suspense in this war.

The rebels in the city were quickly cleared.

In less than an hour, the Han family city returned to the Han family.

More than 1000 Zhong Qiang became prisoners.

Yang Zheng ordered the leaders to be picked out and beheaded.

In such a short period of time, and in the middle of the night, Guiyi City had no idea that Jianwei City had changed hands.

It seemed that Zhong Qiang was quite concerned about these two cities, as there were a lot of food and weapons piled up in them.

Many soldiers have put on leather armor again and picked up their spears.

Soldiers are very fast.

Immediately, Yang Zheng took the Eight Hundred Qiang Battalion as the vanguard, pretended to be Zhong Qiang, took a few obedient captives, and marched towards Guiyi City, Hebei.

The defenders of Guiyi City have been harassed by Meng Yu for a whole day, and now they are exhausted.

Never thought that the enemy would come from Henan.

The eight hundred Qiang soldiers were again wearing the armor of Zhong Qiang.

No matter Qiang language or Chinese language, the answers were fluent, and they mixed into the city smoothly.

Yang Zheng left 500 men in Jianwei City to guard the prisoners, and the remaining [-] men marched towards Guiyi City by night.

It just so happened that the Mongolian cavalry came to harass again, and more than 6000 horses ran, Guiyi City had to cheer up to deal with it.

I thought it would be enough to just deal with it, but unexpectedly, the city suddenly burst into flames, shouting and killing, and there was a mess.

The north and the south are pinched, and the inside should be combined with the outside.

How can Guiyi City resist?

Yang Zheng and Liu Heng rushed into the city, one on the left and one on the right.

Guiyi City is different from Jianwei City. There are heavy soldiers in the city, and the will to resist is extremely tenacious.

Yang Zheng had no choice but to cut down all Zhong Qiang who were carrying weapons.

The north gate was knocked open with a bang.

Meng Yu led Qin Hu to kill him too.

As soon as he entered the city, he was like a tiger pouncing on a flock of sheep, wearing heavy armor and holding two short halberds, and went to kill the most enemy troops.

Seeing the ferociousness of Meng Xi, Liu Heng didn't want to be outdone, he held two ring-swords, bowed left and right, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and heads rolled.

Zhong Qiang's resistance can be said to be tenacious, but the general situation is gone, and the rest can only be stubborn resistance.

But what Yang Zheng admired was that no matter how many corpses fell, the enemy still refused to surrender.

Fight from night to dawn.

Heavy blood flooded the Han city.

It wasn't until the sun was high that the fighting in the city stopped completely.

There are people wailing in pools of blood everywhere.

It seemed that the sunshine in March was covered with a layer of blood.

Yang Zheng was panting continuously, his whole body was already stained red.

However, Meng Yu led his men to hack and kill the seriously injured and surviving enemies among the corpses.

More than 5000 defenders were slaughtered, leaving no prisoners.

Our own casualties were nearly 700 people.

There is a price to be paid for the war, Yang Zheng mourned silently in his heart, but he had no time to pity, "Hurry up and rest, scouts quickly take the sentinel to scout the big and small Yugu and Shankou City!"

(End of this chapter)