"Xiao Dangxiang, have you seen it? The Yellow River is flooding. Please stop charging the soldiers."
"Stop talking! I am your general now."
"How can you not talk too much?" Wang Mancang clamped his horse's belly, stepped forward, and held a shield to block a sharp arrow that was suddenly shot from the embankment. "You little party member speaks too slowly and bluntly."
He did not pull the rope with both hands, holding a shield in one hand and pulling the little party item back with the other hand.
"Don't pull me, the commander hasn't given the order yet..."
"Isn't this an order?"
Little Dangxiang looked back and saw the command flag waving behind him. He really gave the order to retreat.
Then the sound of ringing gold sounded.
But Wang Mancang's strategy of making decisions without authorization is obviously wrong. Not only does it violate military discipline, but if he guesses right this time, he may become a deserter next time, or even cause the entire army to be defeated.
"No wonder they say you are a piece of rat shit in the army."
"Hahahaha, I deserve not to be promoted... Brothers, don't panic, the rear team will turn into the front team and withdraw. Damn you guys, help the wounded soldiers up, I will stop the rear."
In fact, there were not many soldiers in the Ningxia Army. Li Zengbo liked to use good soldiers. Most of the soldiers in the army were honest farmers with herdsmen background. They were easier to train and could enforce orders and prohibitions.
Only Wang Mancang always has the temperament of a flower picker.
He landed in the back position, facing the embankment, and drove his horse backwards.
The water in the Yellow River has reached the horse's calves and is still rising gradually.
The Yuan troops on the embankment did not chase him down, but kept firing arrows at them.
Wang Mancang held his shield high and hid half of his body under the shield. Hearing the thumping sound, he suddenly sang a folk song loudly.
"Sister, there are two steamed meat buns on the chest, and the crotch reflected in the single gauze shirt looks like a crystal ball. When she hairs it, she looks like a shopkeeper in Gao A Ding's shop. Even if you don't have money, you can't be willing to do it..."
If the literati of the Song Dynasty used the crystal ball to compare with the moon, such as "hanging the crystal ball in the sky", the metaphor in folk songs is similar.
At this time, everyone on the battlefield was only focused on fighting and killing, and he was the only one who was singing in dialect, regardless of whether others could understand or not. Although he could die at any time, he still maintained an indifferent attitude.
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"Fuck you, you motherfucker, stop singing!" More than ten steps away, someone cursed at Wang Mancang and shouted, "The Yellow River is flooding, what should I do?!"
"What can I do? I can't drown you pockmarked pie, but at worst it will soak for three or two months and collapse the city wall."
"What should I do if the city wall collapses?"
"Are you afraid if you don't have a city wall?"
"I'm so scared, Your Majesty hasn't broken through yet."
"You are not afraid, but His Majesty is afraid of nothing!"
Wang Mancang thought to himself, yes, His Majesty has not broken through yet.
When I looked up, I saw that the dragon flag was still standing there, not moving, as if it was cutting off the soldiers' rear.
He couldn't help but grinned and said to himself: "Why doesn't your Majesty leave?"
Looking at the Yuan army's defense line again, he suddenly had a thought in his mind. Before the Yuan army on the embankment could catch up, he hit his horse and ran towards the dragon flag.
"Wang Mancang, come back here! If you don't turn around, you will be punished by military law!" The little party behind him yelled, and soon he was too busy to take care of him.
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More than fifty miles in radius became the country of Ze.
The water in the Yellow River is still rising, and the highest water level can almost touch the belly of a horse. If you encounter a ravine while traveling, even people and horses can fall into the water.
On the south embankment, the Yuan army put down the sheepskin rafts they had prepared in advance and began to chase the Tang army on the rafts.
Wang Mancang rode his horse to the Chinese army's formation, and saw that the formation was still neatly arranged, with teams of cavalry stationed on horseback and armed with weapons, as if they had not seen the sheepskin rafts.
"As expected of the emperor's own army, with murderous intent, tut tut."
The soldiers in front pointed their crossbows at him and shouted: "Which battalion is lagging behind?! Return to the team immediately!"
"Wang Mancang, the Second Battalion of the Third Command of the Ningxia Army, has urgent military information, Your Majesty!"
Those stern soldiers were still holding their crossbows, gesturing for him to get out of the way.
It wasn't until the team began to retreat towards Xingqing Fucheng that one of Li Zengbo's subordinates came to report the news and recognized him. Listening to his conclusive tone, he really thought he had urgent military information and wanted to report it face to face, so he was taken to the imperial court...
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"Tachaer still dug the Yellow River."
"It's better to dig in advance, otherwise when he builds the embankment, the water level will be higher and the situation will not be like this."
"It's good that Li Qing is prepared." Li Xia rode his horse slowly, looking at the vast flood in the distance, and asked, "What's the loss?"
Li Zengbo tugged at his gray beard, with a look of regret in his eyes, and said: "Fortunately, the course of this section of the Yellow River is fixed, and the river bed is not higher than the ground like the lower reaches. It is not like the war between the Jin and Song Dynasties and the Mongolian and Song Dynasties.
Hundreds of households were submerged. Most of the population of Xingqing Prefecture was massacred by the Mongols more than thirty years ago. They had been resettled in the city before the war. Even those who were left outside the city could take refuge in Helan Mountain. Of course, the fields were all waterlogged.
Destroyed, houses collapsed, livestock suffered, it is inevitable..."
After all, the general idea is that the population that was massacred to a small number was still easy to shelter, and I can’t tell whether it’s luck or misfortune.
In troubled times, there is always a kind of unspeakable suffering.
Li Xia was helpless and said: "If the population is protected, everything else can be rebuilt."
"Old minister, I understand." Li Zengbo said: "Today, His Majesty breaks out. Tacha'er has no choice but to mobilize heavy troops to surround, or release water to flood Xingqing Mansion in advance. Since we release it now, the highest water level will not be higher than that dike, we...
"
"Your Majesty, we have an urgent military situation."
Suddenly, a soldier's report interrupted Li Zengbo. He turned around and saw Wang Mancang coming over again. He couldn't help but frowned and said, "What's your urgent military situation?"
"Commander." Wang Mancang clasped his fists and said, "The general has a clever plan that he wants to tell His Majesty."
"I asked you what urgent military information you have?"
"That's not true, but I would like to..."
Li Zengbo raised his hand and pointed, angrily: "Do you know that this is the crime of deceiving the emperor!"
Even the generals who came with Wang Mancang were shocked.
"Let's talk." Li Xia said, "It's not too late to punish him after the war."
After all, Wang Mancang still had to be punished for his crime, but this pawn didn't care. He stepped forward and clasped his fists and said: "When the general broke through to Xingqing Mansion, he discovered that there were several loopholes in the Yuan army's defense line. If your majesty wants to break through, the general is willing to do it for you."
The guide only leads two hundred people to ensure that His Majesty can break out of the encirclement safely!"
Huo Xiaolian, who was beside Li Xia, immediately glanced at him coldly.
Although he didn't speak, the meaning in his eyes was clear, "With the Selected Front Battalion escorting you, it's not your turn to talk."
Wang Mancang was not afraid, he patted his chest and said: "The last general can really lead His Majesty to break out of the encirclement! I'm sure not a single hair will be lost."
"Do you think I want to leave?"
"Your Majesty is not Xia Xiangzong, how can you let these Mongols hang around Xingqing Mansion."
"You actually know Li An'an." Li Xia said, "Come along."
Wang Mancang didn't know what was going on, but he just rode behind Huo Xiaolian.
He is indeed very courageous.
There are thousands of soldiers here, and only a brave man like him can accompany them...
The Yuan army in the rear had already caught up with them on small rafts. The Tang army fought back while retreating. Along the way, Li Zengbo was busy directing the battle and failed to continue discussing the follow-up plan with Li Xia.
At this time, the water level was getting higher and higher, completely submerging the horse's belly.
The soldiers dismounted and walked, and some of the soldiers who knew how to swim began to swim forward.
Finally, they retreated into Xingqing Mansion before evening.
The city wall was made of rammed earth and had been soaked for more than three months by the Mongolian army. Although the Xixia Kingdom later repaired it, this time it would probably collapse after less than a month.
After entering the city, Li Xia walked all the way to the north city, climbed up the tower, raised the lookout tube, and could faintly see the firelight coming from Tachaer's camp in the north.
"Do you know what happened after Temujin flooded Xingqing Mansion?"
"I know!" Wang Mancang responded: "The Mongolian army's own embankment also collapsed. They agreed to Xixia's peace negotiation and Xia Xiangzong sacrificed all the princesses..."
"Which section of the embankment collapsed?"
"Then... Your Majesty, it is definitely not in the north, but in the south. The Mongolian army came from Liupan Mountain." Wang Mancang already understood the next strategic plan, strode to the wall, and said: "Your Majesty, if you want to dig
If you open the dike of Tachar, you will eventually know where to dig."
Li Zengbo asked: "Where to dig?"
"Commander, the last general is your scout. There are fifteen scouts in the army. Only the last one is not a local, but he is better than anyone else. The last general is willing to issue a military order. If it fails, he will come to see you!"
"
"I asked you where to dig."
Wang Mancang wanted to receive this military honor, so he turned his head and looked north, but he couldn't see clearly in the darkness.
"Commander, don't be impatient, let the general think about it."
"go away!"
Li Zengbo gave a soft drink, took a look through the lookout tube, and said: "This guy is wrong. Temujin's camp was also in the north back then. Only in the north would the Yellow River water wash away everything due to the breach of the embankment.
Baggage. It was because we failed to destroy Xixia this time that Temujin later walked to Liupan Mountain from the south."
"Yes, I remembered it wrong."
Wang Mancang looked at the telescope in Li Zengbo's hand, stretched out his hand to hook it, but held back.
Li Zengbo looked at the generals again and asked: "Does any of you know where to dig the Yuan army's embankment?"
"Shahu!"
Wang Mancang was actually not sure, but he decided to block it, saying: "The soil of that section of the river embankment is the softest, and it will be opened as soon as it is dug. The water of the sand lake will overflow again, and together with the water of the Yellow River, it will sweep away the Yuan army camp. Yes, the final general
You can also contact General Yang to attack together."
After hearing this, Li Xia and Li Zengbo said casually: "This guy is not suitable to be in the regular army. He is more suitable to single out desperadoes and prisoners to form a small army."
Wang Mancang couldn't help but be overjoyed. He straightened his body and said loudly: "Please allow me to accept my crime and make meritorious service. As long as the commander returns my old troops to me, I will definitely destroy Natacha'er's camp!"
Li Zengbo asked in a deep voice: "So what if I can't do it?"
"If you can't do it, the commander will chop off my head!"
Even in front of his emperor and commander, Wang Mancang seemed stubborn.
This kind of stubbornness may be what Li Xia passed on to Yang Ben, and then Yang Ben passed it on to him. From the Qingfu Army to the Ningxia Army, it also formed a character in the bones of the Tang army.
But if you want to accomplish difficult things in this troubled world, how can you do it without a little stubbornness?
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Late at night, the Tang army also began to kill cattle and sheep, imitating the Yuan army to make skin rafts.
He blew air into the whole sheepskin and tied it tightly. When the first raft was finished, it was already dawn. Wang Mancang was so excited that he couldn't bear to rest. He threw away his wet boots, jumped on the raft he made, and sang again.
Come sing.
"My sister is embroidering mandarin ducks under the window, which looks like a blessing. My husband is rowing the boat out of the beach. My sister sees my husband pricking his hand with a needle, and my husband sees my daughter's boat going sideways. Hey, it's so coquettish, so coquettish...