Murong Chong was also looking into the distance, but there was nothing in his eyes. He was looking, but he saw nothing.
"There's nothing to worry about."
"Ah Liu Dun, only the dead can keep secrets. Keeping him alive will always be a disaster."
"It's better to let him die. Look, it's been several days now and no one has noticed?"
"That's true."
A living person's mouth is not reliable, and he still has to think about how to deal with this person. From this perspective, there is nothing wrong with Murong Chong's approach.
"Look, what is that?"
On the vast river, a few small boats slowly sailed up. Although the war was tense, life went on inside and outside Xiangyang City.
When we arrived near Xiangyang, people's lifestyles had changed significantly, from relying mainly on land transportation in the north to one that was equally divided on land and water.
Boats have become a more common thing.
It is undeniable that any separatist force that occupies an important city like Xiangyang will manage it properly and will not let it decline.
The city of Xiangyang is well-ordered, and it also relies on a steady stream of cargo transportation outside the city. Without these busy merchant ships, the stability of Xiangyang City cannot be maintained.
However, there seem to be some disharmonious scenes among the busy merchant ships.
Murong Chui, who had been fighting for many years and could shoot vultures with his hands, had excellent eyesight.
Looking into the distance, I soon discovered that there were some strange things floating on the turbulent river, which were a little far away and difficult to distinguish.
Following where Murong Chui pointed, Murong Chong also looked over.
He looked left and right and found nothing.
"Nothing!"
Murong Chui ignored him and jumped off the deck in a few steps.
What are you waiting for, hurry up and chase!
Although Murong Chong didn't know what Murong Chui saw, he still followed him.
Those so-called foreign objects made a few spins and landed on the shore. At this moment, Murong Chui just arrived.
After taking a closer look, I realized that they were all wooden boards and bamboo poles!
Something's wrong!
He jumped into the river and pulled the board ashore.
"That's not right, there's something wrong." His low murmur was heard by Murong Chong who was following closely. Chong also knelt down and took a few glances.
"What is the problem?"
"It rained heavily the past two days, so it's normal for a few wooden boards to wash down."
"Heavy rain?" Murong Chui suddenly had an idea and his expression was extremely excited. Murong Chong was startled, thinking he had discovered some shocking secret.
"right!"
"That's why it rained!"
Murong Chui jumped up suddenly and pulled up a few more wooden boards.
An endless stream of wooden boards and bamboo poles were moving closer to the river bank. Where Murong Chui and the others were standing, there happened to be a roundabout in the middle of the river, facing the river.
Everything floating in the river will spin several times until it floats to the river bank.
Murong Chui carefully inspected the wooden planks and bamboo poles that had drifted to the shore, and then spread them out in front of Murong Chong's eyes.
"Look, what's wrong with these boards?"
Murong Chong was good-looking, but he was careless in his work. When things were put in front of him, he didn't look at them carefully.
In fact, it was of no use even looking carefully. He couldn't see anything unusual at all.
Murong Chong did not respond for a long time, and Murong Chui could only ask and answer his own questions.
"These are planks for shipbuilding."
"And those bamboo poles are also used for weapons, didn't you see?"
Murong Chui was really shocked by this discovery.
After all, Murong Chong also served in the army for many years, so he doesn’t have any eyesight like this!
The wooden boards on the dirt floor are all of the same length, and their surfaces are flat and smooth. It can be seen that they have been carefully polished.
The same goes for those bamboo poles. One end has been sharpened, which must have been processed.
"These planks are for shipbuilding." Murong Chui's tone was quite certain. Murong Chong looked at it a few more times, still puzzled.
However, Murong Chui's experience was much greater than his in all matters related to war, and Murong Chong generally would not question these statements.
Why are there so many wooden planks and bamboo poles floating on the river?
Looking at this amount, it was definitely not dropped casually, and doubts arose in Murong Chui's mind.
These finely treated wooden boards appear in piles, which can only mean one thing. On the other side of the river, there are large-scale shipbuilding activities.
Coupled with the cut bamboo poles, this is further supported.
Murong Chui stood up and looked into the distance.
"Chong'er, which river is this river connected to?"
This question did not stump Murong Chong, and he immediately responded: "Baishui!"
White water?
This is wrong!
"The white water should flow from Xinye territory."
Murong Chong nodded: "Yes, they flowed from Xinye to outside Xiangyang City!"
"This can't be wrong. Didn't we just come from Xinye half a month ago?"
Murong Chong thought that Murong Chui was confused and couldn't even figure out this matter.
Xinye is now firmly in the hands of the Qin army. As Murong Chong said, the team they currently lead set out from Xinye to rush to Xiangyang.
No one knows the situation in Xinye better than them.
The situation around Xinye is different from that in Xiangyang.
If Xiangyang is a city that is half water and half land, then Xinye City, which is located further north, has more developed land transportation. To occupy it, you don't need too many warships at all.
Moreover, the place had been controlled by the Qin army for several years. There had never been any large-scale shipbuilding activities in the city.
Murong Chui dared to conclude that these wooden boards must not have floated from the white water outside Xinye City.
Water flows to lower places. This principle is simple and easy to understand, and everyone knows it.
However, there are not no exceptions.
Murong Chui thought deeply, connected many things that had happened recently and considered them together, and immediately thought of a possibility.
"Chong'er, which direction is the white water?"
The two waded into the water and took a few steps closer to the river.
Murong Chui looked back and forth, not sure about this matter.
Of course, it is impossible to count on Murong Chong.
In Murong Chong's case, as long as Murong Chui was here, there was no need for him to use his brain.
Murong Chong stepped forward and looked at him cooperatively.
Then he waved his hand and pointed: "It's over there!"
The white water is in the north, but the wooden boards come from the south!
Recalling what he saw on the boat just now, Murong Chui made a judgment.
"not good!"
"The Jin army may be making moves!"
Murong Chong's expression changed and he became very nervous: "Ah Liudun, how do you know?"
Murong Chui said worriedly: "The white water is in the north, but did you notice just now that these wooden planks have drifted over from the south?"
"I think there will never be peace on the territory of the Jin army."
Years of combat experience have made Murong Chui's sixth sense quite keen.