Since April, the annoying rain has never stopped. The drizzle is soft and has made countless chapters of talented men and beautiful women. However, for the baggage and grain trucks, the continuous rain is simply an endless nightmare. The rain for many days has completely soaked the road surface, and the wheels of the big truck have been pressed over, with a full half-foot-deep rut mark.

"Drive, drive!" The mule and horse pulling the cart struggled forward in the mud and water, but the extremely sticky soil attached to the wheels and axles. It was originally only the grain truck that could not move. Suddenly, the strength of the mule and horse seemed to be transported to the extreme, and the four hooves suddenly slipped. With a "boom--" sound, the big truck filled with grain and grass suddenly retreated. With a clamor, the rope tied with the sound of the cart was broken, and the bundle of grass that was originally piled into a mountain fell into the mud and water in a mess. The signing army in charge hurriedly piled the grain and grass onto the truck.

"Damn it, it's the Jiangning Mansion grain truck, which is two or three thousand kilograms per truck." Xia Maoer spitted.

This kind of large grain truck is only available in the government. It is commonly known as Taiping Car in the south of the Yangtze River, but the grain trucks used by the government transport grain have a unique style. The Lele truck brought by the Liao army from the north cannot be on the road during the rainy season in the south of the Yangtze River. Therefore, if the Liao army had not given the official grain trucks, it would have taken a lot of effort to collect large trucks from the people.

"Be careful, keep silent." Lu Mingyu's face was slightly dark. He and Xia Maoer and others were lying in the grass beside the post road, and whispered: "Including this batch of grain trucks, there should be hundreds of grain trucks that are blocking Wuwei." He waved his hand and quietly retreated into the woods until he could not see clearly on the post road. At this time, Lu Mingyu, Xia Maoer and several others were covered in mud, their hair, clothes, and clogs were all soaked in the rain. But they didn't care.

"Huang Daxian said that tomorrow will be clear, and the day after tomorrow is probably the time when the Liao thieves are on the road. Brother, let's start on the way after heaven." Xia Maoer said happily, "Huang Daxian's words are always very effective." "Huang Daxian" is a genius in Chao County. His skills are still ordinary. He is extremely accurate in observing wind and rain. Everyone knows it within a radius of dozens of miles. When it comes to the season of harvesting and planting, his family's incense is absolutely prosperous. He trusts such worms, Xia Maoer and other bandits.

Lu Mingyu frowned and nodded, "I hope this will happen, and act as planned and go to summon the brothers of each battalion first." His face was full of murderous aura, "Tell everyone that this time, if you are holding your head to do things, who will leak any news, not only the people who lost the wind will not stay, but the neighbors will kill all the men, women, and young people in addition to the family reported by them!"

"Don't worry, brother!" Xia Maoer curled his lips, "Let's see who dares!"

While speaking, he came to the place where the horse was tied up. Several former water bandits walked to the war horse with their chests raised their chests and raised their belly. They turned their backs and turned their backs. In the drizzle, the horse's hooves flew over and splashed in the mud spots, and they were ten times more arrogant than the authentic official army, as if there was something urgent.

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The thirty-day rain finally stopped. General Yelu Yanjin of the North Court gave a long breath of turbid air. He looked at the gray sky and vaguely shining with sunlight. Yelu Yanjin never felt that the sun was so bright. If it weren't for the reason of immortality, he would have been unable to help but curse like the Southern Dynasty military man, "God, God!"

Because the heavy rain caused mud on the road, eighty-seven grain trucks and a total of 170,000 kilograms of military rations were blocked by one batch after another. Yelu Yanjin had ordered his subordinates to whip the signing army and forcibly rush forward, but the grain trucks were as slow as turtles on the muddy roads, and the escorted cavalry could only move forward slowly. Many iron-torn Khitan warriors were damaged by the rain and were still talking nonsense. Yelu Yanjin probably would have to continue like this, and the subordinates of the escort grain trucks would have to be half lost, and they would not be able to get far. So, he chose the Wuwei Army, a slightly more solid and spacious post station, gathered the grain transport convoys that came one after another, and at the same time gathered the troops and horses that were carrying grain and grass. Two thousand Khitan cavalry, plus the signing army, had a total of more than 4,000 people.

"It won't rain tomorrow, will it?" Yelu Yanjin asked.

The rain stopped for a day and the ground had just dried up and hard. If it rained halfway, it would be incredible. Now Yelu Yanjin has an instinctive repulsion of the rain.

"Don't worry, Huang Daxian's life is not wrong." Han general Liu Jiang smiled, "He said the rain was closed yesterday, so it stopped. The next few days were all red suns, which was enough for us to go to Shuzhou." He was a subordinate of Li Cheng. Song was originally just a commander. After surrendering to the Liao Dynasty, he was promoted to commander of the army and his power was greater than before. Therefore, he did his best to carry military rations.

Yelu Yanjin said "happy" and refused to comment. "The heavy rain prevents it from happening, but the pros and cons are mixed. If there are so many soldiers and horses, the sting will not make any decisions." He said to himself, and he turned around and told the man of the North Courtyard Doroli not to say anything. "Be careful on the road. When encountering dangerous rocks in mountains and rivers, don't be afraid of trouble, and you must investigate them clearly."

Doroli was not Yelu Yanjin's old subordinate, and said with a smile, "This small Mantou Mountain in the Southern Dynasty has sparse forests, so it is difficult to hide a horse." Seeing the general frown slightly, he bowed and shouted, ""See the Lord's order! Before the general scolded him, he ran out. Even so, Doroli still spread the 100 horses under his command, and ordered them to do so, as long as it was the tops of the mountain on both sides of the road, the front and back ends of the valley, do not be afraid of fatigue or trouble, at least climb up and take a look.

The grain transport team had more than 4,000 escorts to the army, plus more than 3,000 Masters who worked, and the winding team was winding and stretching. There were more than 100 heavy grain trucks in the middle, with Han barracks in front and behind. Khitan cavalry walked slowly on both sides of the grain trucks, looking at the lush green on both sides of the road. As Doroli said, the mountains on both sides of the road were gentle, and the woods were not as tall as Liaodong, but low and sparse. In the gaps of the woods, there was a half-man-high grass. When riding on the horse, you could see all the grass and trees. You really couldn't see any ambush that could be hidden. Therefore, the Khitan cavalry was also very relaxed. Although the scouts stopped the horse and climbed up the hills along the way to check, they were just empty-handed. Standing on the top of the mountain, there was no searching around.

Several Khitan cavalry roared down the gentle slope, as if they were racing horses. The Khitans did not notice at all. There were three people in the grass just about a meter away. The mud dots brought by the horse's hooves splashed on Xia Maoer's mouth. He thought to himself that he was unlucky and his body did not move. It was not until the Liao army left, and he vomited "puff" and "puff" before he vomited it out.

"These gangs of miscellaneous things," Xia Maoer said contemptuously, "I only care about searching for things, and I am so big in front of me, but I don't have any suspicion."

His eyes looked at a dilapidated mill on the hillside not far away, which seemed to have been abandoned by the owner for a long time, leaving only the broken houses and a few water wheels. However, this was something that Baoyi Army arranged in advance. After the Liao army surveyed both sides of the two or three miles long mountain road, the large group of people began to slowly enter. Xia Maoer estimated the time and whispered a few words from his hands, twisting his body like a gecko, quietly lying in the grass and retreating. This was a practiced by the years of robbery. The Liao soldiers on the horse looked around from time to time, only seeing the grass and short trees swaying in the wind, but they did not find any figure.

When he arrived at a hidden valley, about four or five thousand people had been waiting for a long time. Xia Maoer suppressed his excitement, strode to Lu Mingyu and others who were standing up, and bowed and said, "Mr. Commander, the Liao thieves have entered the valley. Brothers are rushing to the valley now, it is time."

"Okay!" Lu Mingyu's eyes lit up and he said in a deep voice: "Notify all departments to prepare to take action and do not alarm the Liao thieves!"

"Yes!" The commanded army climbed up the hill next to it. The mountain was flat and low. He quickly climbed up the hill, lying under a conspicuous tree, took out the mirror in his arms, and reflected the sunlight to several fixed positions. Not long after, the places responded. Just in a flash, almost the entire valley was filled with tension before the war. At this time, more than 2,000 people ran to the mountains far away on the left and right sides of the mountain road. In addition to muskets and crossbows, there were mules and horses pulling more than a dozen iron barrel cannons. At the front end of the mountain road, nearly three thousand infantry formed a formation and slowly moved forward, intending to block the way for the Liao army to advance. Only the Liao army came from, no soldiers appeared.

Lu Mingyu and Xia Maoer climbed to the mill in the middle of the mountain in advance. This was a preset artillery position. The winch of the mill's water wheel seemed to have been flattened. More than a hundred soldiers were wrapping the rope around the middle wheel axle. More than a dozen mules and horses were also being pulled over one after another, and they were put around the huge winch. At the other end of the rope, Gao Su's command subordinates put the pulling rope on the iron barrel cannon cart. There was no road suitable for mules and horses to drag the cannons up the mountain, so he came up with the idea of ​​pulling the four-inch cannons with a wheel axle winch. The firing range here is excellent. There is another preset artillery position opposite the mountain road, which forms cross-side fire on both sides, and the firepower can cover the entire mountain trail.

Lu Mingyu's face was as deep as water, covering up the ups and downs of his heart. Zhao Xingde gave command to his generals for the first time the battle to ambush the Liao army's rations road, and he cherished it very much.

At this time, the Liao army had already discovered the abnormal movement on the mountain. The team had a series of commotions and began to clamor. The Liao army urged the Master to speed up the chariot. Some of the Khitan cavalry surpassed the team and rushed towards the valley entrance. The other part of the Khitan cavalry and the Han army camp rushed towards the hills on both sides. The hills were low, and the Liao army rushed to the nearest distance from the Mofang before jumping off the war horse, wielding a scimitar and bows and arrows to rush up.

Several soldiers climbed in front of a round rock, "It should be no mistake." The leader Wang Zi'ang murmured to himself. He looked solemn, and he dug a lead from under the rock, shook the fire tiles to light it, and then several people lowered their bodies and ran away quickly. "One, two, three..." Wang Zi'ang ran while not forgetting to count. He ran out dozens of steps before squatting on the ground. "Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty!" Wang Zi'ang counted carefully, and suddenly a spark appeared in his eyes.

With a "boom--" sound, the earth-shaking sound was shaking. The huge rock was shocked by the explosion of gunpowder and actually rolled down the mountain shakingly. It happened to be in the middle of the Liao army, and cut the vast team into two halves.
Chapter completed!