The soldiers were busy pulling back the chariot, and no one noticed Wang Mi's approach. When Wang Mi rushed into the water, the soldiers were shocked.
"Secretary Wang, why are you down here!"
"Too dangerous!"
"Hurry up!"
The river is turbulent and they cannot stand firm. How could the soldiers not know the danger they face at this time. However, the chariot is precious, and they must not sit back and watch the chariot be taken away by the river!
"Xiao Lang, hurry up, it's dangerous here!"
Duan Xian followed closely behind and hugged Wang Mi. He couldn't care what happened to others, but Wang Mi couldn't make any mistakes.
Of course, Wang Mi's strength couldn't compare with Duan Xian, and he couldn't throw them away, so he had to shout: "Don't worry about me, persuade them to go back!"
"Secretary Wang, leave us alone. The waves on the river are strong and have washed away several tanks. We finally stopped this one. We must not let it float away again."
Before the big wave came, waves of small waves had already brought many difficulties to the soldiers standing in the river.
Every time the river water hit them, the soldiers would stumble a few times and could not stand at all. The wet mud was soft and their boots got stuck in it. If they moved even a little, the boots would sink into the mud and they had to pull out their feet.
After all, the personal difficulties faced by the soldiers were limited. What troubled them the most was the chariot rolling along with the river.
In fact, it is almost falling apart now. There was originally a lot of processed wood on the car, which was planned to be taken all the way to the outside of Xiangyang City with the army.
Now they have all fallen into the river, and no shadows can be seen.
The impact of the river became stronger and stronger, and the soldiers gradually became exhausted. The chariot swayed in the river a few more times.
Then there was a break, and the wooden boards on both sides of the chariot were blown away by the river water and completely fell apart. A wave came over and was completely swallowed by the river water.
In the army, losing a sword or an arrow is not a big deal. However, whether it is a chariot or a horse, they are all very valuable assets.
The cost of these things was high and the quantity was small. The soldiers were very fond of them. Although one chariot had been rushed away, there was another one.
Still struggling in the river, the soldiers were unwilling to give up as long as there was a glimmer of hope. They were still tightening the hemp ropes desperately, trying to drag the chariot ashore.
Unfortunately, they were unable to fight against the raging river.
Boom boom...
There were two muffled sounds of tearing, and Wang Mi suddenly noticed that a few strands of the hemp rope binding the chariot were broken, and not far away, another big wave was about to hit him.
"Let's go!"
At the critical moment, Wang Mi couldn't help but draw out his short knife and cut towards the rope.
Soldiers regard things in the military camp as more important than their own lives. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, they are unwilling to give up.
Wang Mi saw what they were thinking, and when his persuasion was fruitless, he simply took action with his sword, cutting off the possibility of them continuing to struggle.
As the hemp rope broke completely, Duan Xian immediately stepped forward and escorted several soldiers to the shore. Almost at the same time, the chariot was brought to the center of the river by the turbulent river water, and then a big wave hit it. It could stand for fifteen people.
It took an individual three days to build a large chariot, and then it disappeared into the waves of the river.
When the river calms down for the time being, I will look for the chariot again, and there will be no trace at all!
"so close!"
Seeing the chariot being swept away by the river, the soldiers sat paralyzed on the shore, still feeling terrified.
What if they were still holding on to the hemp rope just now?
If they refused to give up, then they would definitely be taken away by the river!
"quick!"
"Thank you, Secretary Wang!"
Everyone sighed for a moment, and finally remembered their great benefactor. When they came to their senses, they knelt down in front of Wang Mi with a plop.
"I would like to thank Secretary Wang for saving my life!"
"If it weren't for Secretary Wang, our lives would be in jeopardy!"
The soldier who took the lead in shouting had tears in his eyes. What he said came completely from the bottom of his heart and was not false at all.
Wang Mi wrung out his clothes and said with a smile: "Get up quickly, it's just a little effort."
Everyone was shocked. Secretary Wang was really good-tempered.
Although Wang Mi said it was a piece of cake, the soldiers would never think so in their hearts.
Even now, they have regarded this smiling man as a god-like person.
No, how can a person who knows things like a god and cuts at every opportunity still be a human being?
He is a god!
It's a heavenly being!
Everyone knows that Wang Mi is a civil servant sent by the imperial court. He is not from Beifu, and he has never led troops.
He was born in the Langya Wang family, a famous first-class wealthy family. In the impression of the soldiers, civil servants from such a family basically have eyes on the top of their heads and nostrils pointing up to the sky. They would not pay attention to big-headed soldiers like them at all.
However, Wang Mi just now, instead of showing any disdain or contempt, jumped into the river himself and saved their lives.
The feeling of looking up, mixed with gratitude and reverence, was instantly intensified in the hearts of the soldiers.
It goes without saying that in the eyes of the few soldiers who survived by chance, Wang Mi had a halo and a particularly sacred image.
"Get up quickly, I have something else to ask."
Seeing that they were still reluctant to stand up, Wang Mi could only talk about something else. Seeing that there was something serious going on, the soldiers stood up one after another.
"You said you just washed away a few tanks. How about it? Is the loss big?"
Seeing how impatient they were, Wang Mi thought that the heavy rain should bring relatively heavy losses to the military camp. However, he did not expect such losses.
how can that be possible?
Although the rain came at the wrong time and did bring considerable difficulties to the army's expedition, the entire process of attacking Xiangyang had to be stalled.
However, because of the rain, food arrived for the army. Is there any more exciting happy event than this?
of course not!
Logically speaking, the loss of several tanks would not be of any concern to Wang Mi, and it would be of no harm to the Beifu soldiers.
However, vaguely, he always felt that this unexpected incident would be a hidden danger in the battle of Xiangyang.
Several soldiers gathered together for a while and sent out a representative.
"As far as I know, about four chariots were lost, as well as a lot of bamboo poles, wooden boards were washed away, and many arrows and halberds were soaked in the rain. There is indeed some damage, but it should be okay.
Handle."
Caught in the rain?
That is indeed a big problem, Wang Mi thought.
Many weapons in ancient times were related to wood, including warships, arrows, and even iron-headed halberds and spears. Only strong iron heads were not enough. For these weapons to be effective, none of them could do without wood.
Wood will swell and rot when exposed to water, and iron arrowheads are prone to rust. Therefore, heavy rain and heavy snow have always been the enemies of ancient marching wars.