Suddenly, the flood washed away everything that could be washed away. The floating bridge across the river was gone, and the heavily guarded camps, including the outer trenches, deer antlers, various buildings in the camp, were vulnerable to the waters.

The very strong-looking camp bar, like leaves rolled up by strong wind, disappeared into the waves, and the soldiers standing on the camp bar were not spared.

They were brought into the water by the torrents and floating. Some were pulled under the water by the vortex and disappeared. Some were following the flow, constantly hitting various debris while struggling, and finally lost consciousness and sank into the water.

The Chenjun camps on both sides of the Hengpu River disappeared into the flood in an instant. Only the soil slopes at their highest points were gathered, and soldiers who had escaped from death gathered. They watched the water roaring by in horror but were powerless.

The water level kept rising, forcing people to retreat continuously. Some people from the periphery slid into the water, howling "help", some were pulled by others, and some were washed away by the water.

The comrade who was still by his side just now had disappeared into the yellow soup-like water. Looking at the surging water, any desire to save people disappeared without a trace.

When the water level no longer rises but slowly falls back, some people fall on the ground and are at a loss, and more people are shaking in the cold wind. The scene in front of them is like a nightmare, making it difficult for them to accept the fact that they have already been born.

Why is this happening? Why is it flooded upstream?

Was it because there was heavy rain in the upstream area last night that caused a mountain torrent? Or was it that someone built a dam upstream to block the water, and then a water attack?

How is that possible? It has not rained these days, and the Hengpu water was still in good condition yesterday!

No matter how impossible it is, things have already happened, and the flood destroyed everything. Except for the survivors on the mound, everyone else was washed away. Life and death are unknown. I don’t know how long it took to listen. The water level dropped significantly. At the same time, the sound of a horn came from the upper reaches of the Hengpu water.

Looking up, there were many bamboo rafts appearing on the Hengpu water. Each of them was wearing shields, bows and arrows, and oars, and paddlers, and rushed towards the survivors with the momentum of the water.

"Zhou army, it's Zhou army!"

Chen Bing shouted in horror, looking for weapons to be his hand around him, but in a panic, many people threw their bows while rolling and escaping, but the quiver was on their bodies, but they could not kill the enemy without the bow.

The bamboo raft progressed very quickly. When approaching the mound that the survivors occupied, archers were archers on the bamboo raft. Then, after trying the depth of the water, another group of people jumped straight off the bamboo raft and wade into the mound.

Many of them were scattered and not wearing trousers, wearing ring lock armor and coats, and had several patterns on their faces with indigo dye. They looked extremely ferocious, like evil ghosts in the mountains that harmed the world, and ran forward with a strange cry.

Holding a shield in one hand and a short spear in the other, approaching about thirty steps. Everyone threw the short spear forward with all their strength. The two-foot-long short spear drew beautiful curves and landed on the mound to stir up blood flowers.

Twenty-step distance, the second round of throwing, fifteen-step distance, the third round of throwing, three consecutive rounds of throwing caused heavy casualties. Someone went to pull out the short spear on his dead companion as a weapon, but the short spear was broken into two pieces:

The bamboo spear rod and the iron spearhead were actually broken as soon as they were pulled out!

"kill!!!"

The indigo-faced assaulters approaching the mound suddenly roared and threw the last short spear forward with great force. Then they pulled out the long-handled axe at their waist and rushed towards the Chen army soldiers.

The axe is very useful, especially when doing business in the mountains. It can be cut wood, chop firewood or chop people. It is very convenient. Find the right head and the axe down, and even the shield and the head can be split together.

The axe is not as delicate as a knife. If you cut people too much, the blade will be rolled up, so you have to sharpen it frequently. The axe is very easy to deal with, so the slave hunting team likes to use long-handled axes as weapons.

One shield, one collar ring lock armor, three to four special spears, a long-handled axe, and a dagger, this is the classic equipment of the slave hunting team, and of course, there is also the indigo dye used to wipe the face before the war.

The years of fighting among the mountains and forests made the slave hunting team members very good at walking on the mountain roads, and the continuous killing of people and setting fires, robbing women and robbing money and food have made them crazy like wild beasts that have eaten humans. They start to be excited rather than shrink whenever they fight.

Everyone has a bad life. Only by killing enemies and making meritorious contributions can you get women, you can have a lot of money to spend, you can drink good wine and meat and stop drunk. Only by killing people can you make your life better!

A stone flew towards him, Tian Liuhu blocked it with his shield, then swung the shield forward, causing the soldier to dodge sideways, while he held the long-handled axe and slashed hard.

With a squeak, the red and white objects splashed on his face. The familiar smell of blood penetrated his nose and brain, making Tian Liuhu excited, like a tiger, wielding a long-handled axe and rushing into the group of Chen soldiers to start a killing.

If he can become a young village leader and inherit the position of the village leader in the future, Tian Liuhu will not rely on his good-looking or his mouth to speak. He will stand out from his brothers because he depends on his brain and his ability to fight.

The burning village, the crying women and children, and the corpses everywhere are portrayed by the loser. As long as he is still breathing, he must work hard to be the winner and the indigo assaulter under the command of the King of Xiyang!

"Those who do not surrender will kill you!"

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Hundreds of cavalry galloped towards Wuzhi, followed by infantry trotting quickly. Seeing that Wujing Village had disappeared from its original position, the Great Governor Wang Meng, who led the reinforcements, was anxious.

This morning, Wang Meng, who was on the southern foot of Dayu Ling, was suddenly awakened by the vaguely audible roar. He put on his clothes and rushed out of the tent and climbed up to the tower. Sure enough, something happened to the Hengpu water.

The horizon was covered with white space, and it seemed that a wall was moving from upstream to downstream. Wang Meng was knowledgeable and immediately felt a little shocked in his heart and said in his heart that it was not good: Water attack still appeared.

When setting up camp along the river, we must prevent water flooding and water attacks. The former is a natural disaster and the latter is a **. Wang Meng led his troops to know the interests of it for many years, so the camp on the Hengpu River is a distance from the Hengpu River, and it is located at a higher terrain, so it is difficult to be flooded or attacked by water.

The Wujing Village in the upper reaches has built camps on both sides of the Hengpu River due to its terrain and defense. Once heavy rains have been going on for days, it is easy to be flooded, or someone builds a dam to block the water, and it is easy to be attacked by the water.

But this is easy to prevent. Now it is winter, and even if it rains, it cannot last for ten days and half a month like summer and autumn. The water level of the river near Wujing has been well known to the government army for many years, so camps have specially selected higher locations, so they are not afraid of heavy rain causing mountain torrents to flood the camp.

But he was also wary of water attacks, so Wang Meng specially sent his general Wang Zhongxuan to the upper reaches of Wujing Village, that is, to camp in the Jiudu area to serve as the eyes and ears of Wujing Village.

As a result, there is no heavy rain now, and there is a sudden heavy flood in the upstream, indicating that someone has built a dam upstream to store water and launched a water attack on the downstream. Who are these people?

Who else can be Zhou Jun!

The water roared and passed by the Hengpu River Village. Wang Meng breathed a sigh of relief and knew that the Ujing upstream was not good. After explaining all matters, he personally led a thousand cavalry and a thousand infantry to reinforce Wujing Village. Only by watching the scene with his own eyes can he feel at ease.

I was originally lucky and thought that Wujing Village could withstand the flood, but now from a distance, the original site has been razed to the ground. Not to mention that the towering tower is gone, there is not even much left in the camp.

The Hengpu River channel is not narrow, so it is not easy to build a dam in a short time to store water. What exactly did Zhou Jun do?

It must be Wang Zhongxuan who rebelled! He led the Zhou army to attack!

Thinking of this, Wang Meng couldn't help but feel hatred. If there weren't too few people available in his hands, he wouldn't have let Wang Zhongxuan go out to Jiudu as a provost in front. Now that he was tortured by Zhou's army, Dayu Ridge would not be blocked.

"Grandmaster! There are enemy cavalry ahead!"

When Wang Meng heard this, he looked up and saw hundreds of cavalry figures appearing on the mound ahead, and the banner he was typified by Zhou army.

"Good work, even the war horses are brought over!" Wang Meng sneered and led the cavalry to meet him. "A mere hundred cavalry want to be a chariot with a mantis arm!"

On the mound, Murong Sanzang looked at the galloping Chen army cavalry and slowly raised his right hand. The water attack effect was very good, and the strange mountain barbarians who fought in concert also performed well, so it was time for him to make the final decision next.

"I have heard a joke after coming to Shannan!"

Seeing the Lord General's words, the cavalry beside him listened with his ears.

"This joke is very funny, haha, it is said that there were cavalrymen in the Southern Dynasties!"

"Hahahahahahaha!"
Chapter completed!