Chapter 925: Thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for nothing
At this time, the King of Chu and his group of more than a hundred riders had left Guizhou and headed west toward the vast mountains.
Originally, according to the plan, Mu Ying made this trip by herself, but before leaving, His Highness insisted on accompanying him. She plausibly said that she must see Wumeng Mountain with her own eyes before she can understand it in her heart.
Mu Ying and Hu Xian laughed secretly. After listening to that song, who dares to say that they understand Wumeng Mountain better than His Highness? No one dares.
The two of them knew that it was actually His Highness who had never lost such a big person in his life and just wanted to escape from this sad place in Guizhou.
However, as a subordinate, he naturally sees through things without telling them, and has to coax His Highness to come down, otherwise he will be the one who suffers in the end.
Sure enough, after leaving Guizhou City and no one mentioned the midnight singing, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was in a much better mood and even recited a poem:
"The Red Army is not afraid of the difficulties of the expedition, and it only waits for thousands of rivers and mountains.
The five ridges are meandering and the waves are flowing, and the Wumeng is majestic and muddy..."
Mu Ying was very happy to hear His Highness write a poem, which meant that he finally got out of his autistic state. But soon he was deeply attracted by this poem.
"Good poetry, good poetry, what kind of lofty ideals this is, you can't find anything like it in the literary world of Ming Dynasty." Mu Ying likes to read and is considered very educated among the generals. Although she can't write poetry, she still has no problem appreciating it.
Yes, he couldn't help but applaud: "What a 'Ten thousand rivers and thousands of mountains just waiting for a moment', those acid writers can't write this kind of poem."
"Haha, I read this from a book, and I remembered it when I saw Wumeng Mountain." Zhu Zhen laughed and said, "I will not be able to compose poems after I am six years old."
"Your Highness could still compose poems before he was six years old?" Mu Ying asked in surprise. She had never heard that Lao Liu had such a talent when he was a child.
"At that time, I was wet wherever I sat." Zhu Zhen laughed and walked out as expected.
Mu Ying couldn't help laughing, but she didn't believe his lies in her heart. That poem was about Wuling first and then Wumeng. Isn't it a portrayal of His Highness running all the way from Guangdong?
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After entering the mountainous area, Zhu Zhen finally understood why the old man specifically singled out Wumeng Mountain when reviewing the numerous difficulties and obstacles he had overcome during the Long March.
Wumeng Mountain is really difficult to walk. Not only is it a continuous mountain range, it is covered with dense virgin forest, making it easy to get lost. The mountain is also extremely steep. Often, as you walk, you will see a flat mountain rising up in front of you.
The axe-like mountain peaks directly block the way, forcing you to take a detour.
However, there are also deep valleys and various residual hills, peaks, forests, and eroded depressions scattered among the mountains, which often turn into a maze. In such a complex terrain, what compass is there? Just look at the sun and follow the river.
Marking is not easy to do at all. If there are no locals as guides, once you get lost, you really don’t know where to go.
"This place is so evil." Even Mu Ying, a veteran who had conquered the Kunlun Mountains, was completely convinced. He made a map to mark the route, and said in wonder: "If there is no guide to take us, we will enter the mountain.
In just half a day, I got lost six times."
"The Marquis is really amazing, no more, no less, six times." The Luoluo young man who led the way, Alon, turned around and praised. He is the eldest grandson of Longzan Anuo. He is not tall, has dark skin, and a pair of bright eyes.
He was turning around, and his whole body was full of intelligence.
"Even us locals don't dare to enter Wumeng Mountain casually. They have to be led by experienced hunters to avoid getting lost."
"Oh, I can't tell, you are still an old hunter." Mu Ying said with a smile.
"Of course. I followed my uncle into the mountains for hunting when I was nine years old. I have been wandering around in the mountains for most of the year." Aaron straightened up his chest, patted the bow and arrow on his horse and said, "My archery skills are great."
He is well-known throughout Shuixi, and as long as the prey I like, don't try to escape from under my nose."
"Is it so powerful?" Mu Ying couldn't help laughing.
Aaron glanced at the bow and arrow hanging next to his saddle and said eagerly: "Don't you believe we are competing?"
"There's a chance." Mu Ying smiled noncommittally.
"Okay." Aaron thought that he was afraid of losing face and didn't dare to compare with himself, so he didn't force it. He listened for a moment, then turned back to Mu Ying and said: "There is the Ququ River ahead. In summer, we have to go around it.
, but now that the water level has dropped, we should be able to go directly there, which can save half a day."
"I'm going to take a dip in the water first. If there's no problem, you can cross the river again." After saying that, he called on several tribesmen and rode forward together to explore the way.
Mu Ying's personal soldiers followed behind without waiting for orders.
"How is it?" His Royal Highness the King of Chu had been silent since he entered the mountain. He was afraid of affecting Mu Ying's drawing work, so he asked now.
"It is indeed a problem." Mu Ying showed the map in her hand to His Highness: "It's easy to get lost easily. It can be solved as long as you bring a good guide. The trouble lies in two points. One is that this road is too difficult to walk and is completely primitive.
The mountain road is rugged, narrow and difficult to navigate. No vehicle can pass through it, let alone artillery."
"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded. He remembered that one of Mrs. Shexiang's great achievements in the future was to lead the people of all ethnic groups in Guizhou to cut through the mountains to clear roads, build bridges over water, and build a post road through Wumeng Mountain.
So at this point in time, there is no serious road in Wumeng Mountain...
"How can this Yangchang mountain road be able to support the transportation of our two hundred thousand troops?" Zhu Zhen asked worriedly.
"We can only adopt a multi-pronged approach." Mu Ying said solemnly: "The first is to recruit more Yunnan horses and Guizhou donkeys to carry the baggage, and also let the soldiers carry enough food on their own, at least two months' worth of supplies."
"The second is to mobilize water east and west to help us transport food. This is what the emperor has prepared for a long time." Mu Ying lowered her voice and said: "Every year, the emperor allocates a large amount of food and grass to Ai Cui and Song Qin in the name of reward. These
All grain and grass are stored in the city of Guizhou for the purpose of making reserves in Yunnan."
"Damn it, they are resisting and do not want to admit their fault. Are they trying to steal our food and grass?" Zhu Zhen spat.
"I don't dare to tell the truth because of their courage, but if the army stops attacking Yunnan, wouldn't the food belong to them?" Mu Ying sneered: "So His Highness encouraged them to attack Puding Fort, which is a clever move.
Chess. Once Puding Fort is captured, they will not be able to look back."
"Yes, I just want them to hand in a certificate of surrender!" Zhu Zhen nodded and said: "They chieftains are used to having both sides, and if we don't give them a break, they won't really work for us."
"What His Highness said is absolutely true." Mu Ying said in deep agreement: "We in the northwest have taken many detours just because we don't understand this."
"Haha, I am also summarizing your lessons." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "From this point of view, it is necessary to win the support of Shuidong and Shuixi."
"It is indeed necessary." Mu Ying sighed: "There are hundreds of thousands of people on the east and west sides of the river, and we are pointing them to open roads and build bridges for us to transport luggage."
"Yeah." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "In that case, you have to do a better job of giving advice to those two little widows."