The heavy rain was like a rush, the strong wind roared, and the white waves on the Yangtze River were rolling. When the army of more than 100,000 in the Song Dynasty and Mongolia was about to start a bloody battle. This river, the mother who raised tens of millions of Han people, seemed to be infected with this solemn aura, tumbling like an angry dragon!

In the rain, on the river, soldiers from both sides were busy in the rain.

About fifty miles from Fuzhou, a place called Nantuochang now seems to have become a huge construction site, with countless shirtless civilians and soldiers working like crazy. They are the soldiers of Chen Dexing's Pili Navy and civilians who are following the army.

On the river bank, a camp has been built, and wooden forts have been erected. On the wooden forts, three-bow bed crossbows transported from Jiangling and even Yangzhou have been built. These crossbows are powerful weapons that can fire thunder arrows! If they hit it, the entire ship can be blown to pieces!

In the river, ten large-scale vehicles and ships towed have been divided into two rows, connected to the end and nailed together, and one end is stranded on the beach, connecting the newly built camps, forming a simple water village. Twenty three-layer oar-mounted warships are anchored here.

Although Chen Dexing is not lacking in tyranny, being generous does not mean being brave, nor does it mean to fight to the death without any military strength. There are more than 100 miles of water from Fengdu to Fuzhou. If you have to row over in one breath, the consumption of the paddler's physical strength can be imagined.

Therefore, Chen Dexing built a camp in Nantuochang, which was used as a stronghold for the army to attack. Anyway, Chen Dexing had no idea of ​​sneak attacks. Looking at the outstanding achievements of this guy, Nu Lin in the Battle of Sichuan, you will know that sneak attacks are no chance. Fighting with such famous generals, a stable and hard camp battle is the best strategy!

Most of the generals of the Pili Navy were running barely among the soldiers and civilians, cheering them up and encouraging them. Everyone seemed to be full of ambition and did not seem to regard the Mongolian Tartars dozens of miles away as an invincible enemy - even if the Mongolians are awesome, they are still awesome on the horse's back, not on the deck!

Chen Dexing, like a bunch of vulgar military generals under him, was wearing shorts naked, revealing his large and strong muscles, standing on a high place like an iron tower, supervising the construction. He also asked questions or issued orders to his staff around him from time to time.

"Tell the servants of each department that they must prepare hot water and hot soup strictly in accordance with the regulations, and must be cooked thoroughly. Fish and shrimp must be fresh and cooked thoroughly. Tonight, add vegetables and meat, and rice will fill up."

"Tell the generals of each department that if there is a patient, they should be reported to the Shuijun Doctor immediately, especially those with diarrhea and vomiting, they should be sent to the Shuijun Hospital for treatment immediately. The patients' clothing and cooking utensils should be sent to the hospital together."

"Tell the General Medical Officer of the Suijun that the wounded and the patients must be placed separately, and the food of the wounded and the patients must be prepared in accordance with the regulations and there must be no errors!"

Chen Dexing cared about trivial matters that seemed to be unrelated to war, but these medical and health details often decided in ancient wars. The ancient army has always been a place that is very prone to infectious diseases, especially in midsummer, and cases of illness in the army caused by unclean diet and mosquito bites and other reasons. At this time, the Song army had already had certain epidemic prevention measures, and Chen Dexing made some strengthenings, turning unwritten regulations into regulations that must be strictly enforced. He set his sights on the ocean early, and naturally knew the significance of epidemic prevention and health to large voyages and large colonies. How could he not pay more attention to it?

Wang Wei, one of the brothers from Qionghualou, walked over like a chicken. Before he could repay his preparations for fire reconnaissance, he wiped the rain on his face and complained: "Brother, what are we delaying here? It's only a few days. If you really can't defeat Fuzhou, you can't go back to Fengdu. What's the use of the village here?"

Chen Dexing looked motionless, but just asked coldly: "How are your people prepared? When can you set off? I'll go with you!"

Wang Wei frowned and said, "Brother, can you trust me?"

Chen Dexing shook his head and frowned thick eyebrows: "It's not that I believe it, but I have to see it with my own eyes! Lao Qi, when you lead the army alone in the future, you will know how heavy this burden is."

Wang Wei was stunned. He was considered a second-tier figure in Chen Dexing's system, and he was not as good as Liu Monk, Lu Hu, tall, and even worse than Huang Zhishen and Ren Yijiang who joined later. He actually had the opportunity to lead the army alone? How many troops should Chen Dexing have?

Chen Dexing smiled and said, "What? Don't you want to lead your own army? Or don't you believe me, brother?"

"No, none of them."

Chen Dexing waved his hand: "Brother, when did I deceive my brother? What is the point of leading the army alone? I know your Wang Wei's ability, even tens of thousands of troops will be led! Get ready, and after the storm is getting lower, we will set off together to see what the Tartars' floating bridge looks like."

First, he beat him coldly, and then gave him a big cake. This kind of trick to make people feel very simple, but the effect is very good. After all, Chen Dexing's rise itself is a myth. Everyone who followed his brothers was appointed as an official, so what else would he not believe? Wang Wei, who was still a little dejected just now, was already full of ambition when he left Chen Dexing.

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At the same time, on a high slope on the bank of Lin City, Fuzhou, a thick figure was sitting on Zhang Hu's bed, and a large umbrella over his head was used to shelter from the wind and rain. The man also sent orders from time to time to ask his guards to rush to the camp under the hillside to urge him to speed up the progress.

This stout figure is Mongolian Khan Mengge. The 80,000 army he personally led has joined forces with Nülin's 15,000 troops, and a total of 95,000 troops are now placed on the bank of the river in Lin City, Fuzhou.

With so many troops gathering in one place, the most important thing is to set up camps. However, the scale of the camp here is many times larger than that of the Nantuochang, and the construction progress is naturally much slower. Now a slope has been sorted out, and the tent has not been built, trenches, fences, towers, and wooden forts are not known where they are.

The Mongolian Khan's brows were frowning tightly, and his face was much ugly than Chen Dexing. The endless rain would cause losses to his army, which would definitely be no less than a confrontation.

Think about the hundreds of thousands of people who were wet in the rain, and there was no dry firewood to cook. They all relied on raw water and food to fill their stomachs. There were so many mosquitoes, snakes and ants around them that they were about to die. In this way, they would be protected by immortality.

Some people died of the epidemic and had been in Mengge's plan, but it was difficult for people to accept it if they died too much. He looked at the Yangtze River with a deep look, and he still had to go down the river quickly and settle in the city where Jinghu Lake led several Han people to move in.

In the rain, dozens of cavalry suddenly rushed over, found Mengge's nine-game white flag and rushed over.

These knights were all Mongolian horse-striking whistle-knights. The rain soaked their armor and leather robes, and everyone's face was extremely tired.

These dozens of riders were soon stopped by Mengge's Qiexue, and the leader of the team strode to Mengge and bowed heavily.

"Khan, the navy of the Southern Barbarians is here! He is parked in Nantuochang, more than fifty miles away, and is setting up camp!"

Mengge suddenly stood up and slapped his palm hard.

"Okay, it's a good place!"
Chapter completed!