After a period of emergency construction, the military camp in Danjiangkou has begun to take shape.
Whether it is the water village or the land village, the rammed earth in the village wall has been stacked up to build up how high the two of them are.
The rammed earth layer is densely filled with round rammed nests. As long as it doesn’t rain, plus the blue bricks and clay, it will definitely be the structure of a small city...
Unfortunately, the wind is blowing.
As the warm wind gradually rose, clouds in the sky gradually gathered together.
The sun disappeared, and it seemed that even the air felt a little wet.
The military academy in charge of supervising the work in Danjiangkou Military Village reported urgently, saying that it might not be too late to lay blue bricks...
Whether it is the weather changes or the death of Niu Jin in Shunyang, it is not good news for Cao Ren.
Cao Ren had no time to deal with Cai Mao's affairs, so he could only rush to the Danjiangkou military camp.
Before Cai Mao people came, they had already spread the wind and rain all over the city, just like the day in front of them, and it was also covered with clouds.
In this case, Cao Ren is not easy to do anything, so he can only take care of the situation first!
Originally, spring was not suitable for building any military camps, and summer and autumn would be more suitable. When the soil was frozen in winter and the green bricks were laid, you would not be afraid of the rain in the spring next year.
But the problem is that Cao Ren doesn't have that much time.
A large number of arrested men are still working hard to build. Some use logs and ropes to pull stones up the mountain, some repair marbles on the walls of the village, and some are placing large pots to make a mixture of glutinous rice juice and mortar to glue the stones...
Others were loading dead people into the car and transporting them to the valley to pour...
The people of Nanxiang built this military camp with their bones and blood. Cao Ren ignored it, and he only had the battle in front of him.
The defense of Danjiangkou will determine the safety of the entire northern Jingzhou!
Although there are also brother cities such as Xiangyang and Fancheng that can be used as the last stronghold in northern Jingzhou, it is also the last line of defense. If Danjiangkou cannot use the advantages of the Jingzhou navy to defeat the enemy, can Xiangyang and Fancheng alone withstand the enemy's attack?
Cao Ren was not very sure.
The current problem is how to solve the problem of improving the construction of military camps as soon as possible before the rain comes. In the final analysis, it is to seize time!
When Cao Ren rode his horse up the hillside, he saw a group of civilians dragging a stone like an ant. The log made an overwhelming creaking sound on the slippery mountain road. When the hemp rope suddenly broke, five or six hundred kilograms of stone rolled down, crushing the three civilians who could not dodge into a bloody ball.
"Bastard!" Cao Ren couldn't help but curse when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, "The stone is heavy. Don't you know how to use a few more hemp ropes?! If the stone is broken, how can you build a village?!"
Cao Jun, who has not mastered the technique of using gunpowder to dig stones, it is not easy to obtain a stone.
At the earliest, the rocks were heated and contracted, and the stones were first burned with fire, then splashed water to cool them down, aggravated the rocks, and then repeated this to obtain the falling stones. However, the rocks were very random, and it may collapse after burning for a long time, and it was impossible to produce on a large scale.
Then, a method of using natural cracks of rocks was studied, first wedged along the cracks with thin stone flakes or wooden sticks, and then pried open the rocks through the lever principle. However, this technique is too restrictive. If there is no gap or the gap found cannot pry up many stones, it is also a claw.
Later, someone invented the method of hitting, which is to use the native edges and corners of the bedrock as a tabletop, and use large stones to hit rocks from the edges and corners of the bedrock. However, this method can only obtain small and fragmented stones. If you want to obtain large, regular stones, only after the iron technology appears...
So if a civilization wants to make stones, it must first have the skills and tools to make stones. If you can open a stone without anything, then you can say a hammer?
The stone used by Cao's army now uses iron drills and axes to make a shallow crack on the stone, and then inject iron wedges at a certain interval, and crack the stone into a strip-shaped stone billet through two rows of iron wedges horizontally and vertically. Finally, the stone billet is repaired and made into a more regular rectangular rectangle. This thing is troublesome. Whether it is to be knocked down or transported, it requires a large amount of manpower, so it was finally transported to Danjiangkou Water Village, but it was broken, which immediately made Cao Ren feel unhappy.
As for the labor service of the civilians who were crushed to death by a stone, what is that?
『Speed up the construction speed! Light a torch! Day and night!』 As soon as Cao Ren got off the horse, he kept issuing orders, 『The military camp cannot be completed, no one can fall well! Speed up! Send more people to boil rice paste and use all the blue brick stones!』
If it is autumn and winter, then the wooden stakes can be covered with mud and dust, but when the rain is about to come down, no matter how dense the wooden stakes and fences are nailed, they cannot stop the invasion of the rain!
If the soil layer that has finally been rammed is soaked in water, wouldn’t all the previous efforts be wasted?
Must grab time!
Cao Ren stood at the height of the military camp and looked around. His guards stretched out like tentacles, and beat them around like a whip. He immediately increased the construction speed of Danjiangkou Military Village by three points!
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Wang San knelt on the cold rammed earth, his knees were sunken in the rammed earth, and the gravel hurt his bones.
His hand was pulled into the tamper and suddenly he touched a finger.
A finger that fell here in unknown time...
Wang San picked up the finger and suddenly felt that the finger looked familiar.
There is a clear scar on this curled knuckle.
This is Li Erlang's finger!
When he was hunting on the mountain, Li Erlang pulled him in danger and left this scar!
『Li Erlang, your fingers…』
Wang San searched for his chaotic and disordered memory, and then suddenly remembered that Li Erlang was dead...
Fingers with scars fell down.
When the stone rolled down yesterday, Li Er pushed him, but he was like the ears of millet that were crushed by stones during the autumn harvest, and the bones and rammed earth were forever condensed together.
Li Erlang saved him twice...
However, Wang San couldn't even help Li Erlang collecting the body.
The large corpse was dragged away, and no one cared about the small pieces and fragments, and there was no time to take care of them. They were smashed into the rammed earth.
The moment of death after the stone rolled down, the blue veins on the side of Li Er's neck were still engraved in his eyes. At this moment, the finger that had blocked the god of death for him was stuck in the loess in a twisted posture, as if he was telling Wang San something, indicating something...
"Stamp the seventh layer! Then you're going to fill the grout! Move quickly, hurry up!"
The military supervisor's voice exploded ten feet away.
Wang San watched the newly fallen loess waterfall pouring down, and hurriedly reached out to catch the finger, but couldn't catch it.
Loess took the lead and swallowed the broken finger.
As the loess rolled, Li Erlang's broken finger was like a drowning hand stretching out from the water, rising and falling.
Wang San grabbed a few times in a row, but failed to catch it. He just grabbed a handful of floating soil.
"The dog is cheating and cheating!"
The military supervisor saw that Wang San was not working, so he snatched it over a few steps. The short stick fell on Wang San's backbone, making an empty and muffled sound, and the old wounds formed blood scabs with new wounds.
Wang San pounced on the ground and then got another kick.
"What are you doing?! Pretend to die?! Fill the soil quickly!" The military supervisor cursed, "If you don't work hard, I will beat you to death!"
The pain stimulated Wang San trembled for a moment, then he got up mechanically, waved the wooden pestle woodenly, watching the newly felled loess gradually covering the blue-gray fingers, as if covering Wang San's own body and soul.
The sky became more and more gloomy.
The roars of Cao's soldiers came from his ears.
For some reason, perhaps in order to ignore the physical pain, Wang San suddenly remembered what a ascetic monk who came to his village before, and what a specific word was said. Wang San forgot it, but remembered that it roughly means that people have three lives, and the suffering they suffer in this life is the sins they committed in the previous life.
What song was the ascetic sing?
Oh, I remembered it.
"In this life, I carry the sins of my previous life, and in the next life, I carry the sins of my current life..."
A cow and horse!
People are all cows and horses carrying corpses in the samsara.
All the people are cows and horses...
Bull head, horse face.
Wang San looked at the groups of scavenging crows rising in the direction of the valley, and suddenly understood what the ascetic monk said...
When you die, there will be a cow head and a horse face to welcome the cow and a horse.
Each layer of rammed earth is embedded with unclogged souls, illuminating the Danjiang River water into the color of the yellow spring.
The red and black flags of the big man floating above the military camp appeared in the twilight as if they were dry lung tablets, dirty and ochre red.
The wooden pestle became heavier and heavier, and blood was oozing from Wang San's nails.
Wang San didn't know what evil he committed in his previous life, but he was so arrogant and horse in this life.
So what about Li Erlang? What kind of evil did he commit?
The wind blew the stench of the corpse floating in the valley and pounced on Wang San's face, making him unable to open his eyes.
By the way, there is also the valley...
All have committed sins?
Everyone...
Oh, everyone except those noble nobles are all sins committed in their previous lives?
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Mrs. Chen, who was over 60 years old, shivered and tied her cradle to her back. Her three-year-old granddaughter was so hungry that she didn't even have the strength to cry.
She hunched over and added firewood to the earthen stove, and the mortar rolling in the pot gushed.
Although she is at her age, she still has to work, otherwise she will not even have rice and water to feed her children.
She started working at a few years of her life, and she couldn't even remember it herself.
What remains in Mrs. Chen’s memory is endless work.
When I was young, some people said that I would not endure hardships when I was young, but I would endure hardships when I was old.
She believed it, so she worked hard and endured hard when she was young.
I have been working hard until now, and I am still suffering.
It's not okay to not endure hardship...
Yesterday, an old woman was tired and hungry and fell into the pot while cooking the mortar, and her face was burned by the mortar.
The military supervisor was furious and said that he had wasted half a pot of slurry, so he threw the old woman directly into the Danshui and fed the fish.
What is the purpose of a person in his life?
Just to endure hardship?
She has endured this bitterness for the rest of her life.
The old man left early and finally raised his child. He thought that the child was getting older and it was time to relax, but he still had to marry. All the villages and villages had to give gifts, but they struggled to work day and night with the children. Finally, he barely collected the gifts for the children and married his wife. He thought he was time to breathe a sigh of relief, but his grandchildren came.
My son and daughter-in-law have to work and have no time to take care of the children. Don’t you have to push your old bones again?
She also thought, just wait until her grandson grew older.
As a result, a military disaster came.
The son is gone.
My daughter-in-law was arrested, and I don’t know whether it was death or life.
She just wanted to raise her grandchildren and endure it no matter how hard or tired she was.
As a result, Cao's army came again and captured her grandson who was less than ten years old.
She couldn't bear to watch her grandson being captured, but she couldn't beat the soldiers, so she even gritted her teeth and followed her, just to be together.
Life, together, death, and together.
The mortar smells very bad.
It is said that it was to worry that the person who cooked the mortar would drink it secretly, so gold juice was added to the mortar.
After all, for the sake of adhesion, there are some glutinous rice.
"Grandma, come, come, come and have a drink of rice soup..."
A soldier from the stove came over with a smile and handed a pottery bowl to Chen Pozi.
A small bowl of rice soup was filled with half a bowl.
Just as Mrs. Chen was about to thank him, she saw that the other party naturally lifted the ragged cloth on her back, "Oh, you can't stand it anymore when you look at this son, why not..."
Mrs. Chen shivered suddenly and shrank back suddenly, "Don't touch my granddaughter!"
The Cao army soldiers immediately turned their faces and swept the gap-mouthed pottery bowl to the ground with a slap, "Shameless! Let's see when you will die with your baby!"
Mrs. Chen voiced hoarsely, "Even if you die, you will die together!"
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Cao Ren pressed his sword to walk past the undried military village wall, and his suede boots avoided a pool of dirty blood.
In the newly dug trenches in front of the village wall, there are still some corpses that have not been disposed of.
The festering corpse was soaked in water, and its toes fell off like boiled water chestnuts.
Cao Ren frowned and called to the military academy: "The corpse must be dealt with in time! Don't defile the soldiers' meals."
Suddenly, a shrill cry pierced through the twilight. A woman with disheveled hair pounced on the corpse transport cart, hugging a corpse and howling.
Cao Ren frowned and said, "Noisy."
Immediately, a soldier rushed up, knocked the woman unconscious on the ground with a slap, and dragged her away.
The civil servants around and in the distance watched blankly, then lowered their heads blankly and continued their life.
After all, if you don’t keep doing it, you will not only have to get a stick, but you will also have the food you have today.
Even a bowl of porridge.
"How did Shunyang be lost?"
Of course, Niu Jin's death made Cao Ren a little uncomfortable, but that's all. Cao Ren has no intention of caring about anything else now. He just wants to understand what means the Cavalry Army used to capture Shunyang, or how much losses it suffered.
If Niu Jin's death can cause Liao Hua to suffer severe damage, then it will be worth it...
While patrolling the village wall, Cao Ren listened to the report from the military academy, and then the more he listened, his brows became more and more frowned.
Based on the situation of the remaining soldiers collected by the military academy in the past few days, a conclusion was drawn that did not satisfy Cao Ren.
Niu Jin did not cause much damage to the Cavalry Army.
"What did he do..." Cao Ren slapped him on the wall of the village, "He gave him five or six thousand soldiers in front and back! Five or six thousand! It's gone! It's gone!"
The military academy was silent.
Cao Ren did not mention a single comfort matter about Niu Jin's afterlife.
But this is also normal. If this battle is won, then you can arrange these matters in the future. If you can't win, then no comfort will be meaningless.
Cao Ren returned to the central tent of the military camp, pressed the bronze gold tiger talisman on the sheepskin map, and carefully looked at the mountains and rivers on the map, and arranged the troops until the sunset set, and the guards lit a candle.
The fire was on the surface of Cao Ren's armor, and a cold light was beating.
Head-on combat is probably difficult to confront the Cavalry Army, and we must come up with some solutions...
Cao Ren suddenly stretched out his hand and drew an arc on the west bank of Danjiang, "Send the order, three fighting ships will be transferred to sink to Yingzui Bay tomorrow, and the abdomen will be filled with oil-soaked reed mats..."
Eagle Beak Bay itself is relatively narrow, and the shipwreck will make the waterway more congested.
When the Cavalry Army arrived here, they either had to find ways to remove these wrecks, or they had to withstand the impact of waterway congestion.
The oil-immersed reed mats in the wreck can be used as a ignition material for fire attack when necessary.
"Another twenty Mengchong ships were transferred to connect at the beginning and end with iron chains to lock the middle of the river."
Cao Ren's hand continued to slide.
Although both Liao Hua and Li Dian were supplementary and not the main combat power, Cao Ren still responded with a cautious attitude of 120%.
"The iron cables are connected, and a tower ship is set up, which contains sulfur and gunpowder... If the Cavalry Army tries to dismantle the iron cables on the river, they will conflict with the tower ships... "Cavenly the Cavalry Army loves to use fire... Then you might as well give a living coffin to burn for the Cavalry Army!"
If the Mengchong Dou Ship is loaded with fire-induced objects, it will probably arouse the alertness of the Cavalry Army, but if a tower ship is loaded with fire-induced objects, the Cavalry Army may not be able to imagine it.
Moreover, the load capacity of the tower ship will be larger. Once it is ignited, it will not cover one-third of the river. At that time, all the cavalry naval ships and soldiers around the tower ship may be spread by flames!
The military academy standing beside Cao Ren quickly responded.
Cao Ren thought for a moment, and suddenly asked again, "What is the daily supply of three hundred dead men?"
The military academy said: "Don't worry, the supply of the dead soldiers is sufficient!"
Cao Ren nodded, "Before the battle, we will offer cattle and sheep! If we win this battle, everyone in the dead soldiers' camp will get ten thousand golds! We will be exempted from crime! We need to know everything!"
Military academy should be.
These three hundred dead soldiers will go upstream and attack the rear line of the Cavalry during the war.
In order to avoid the reconnaissance of the Cavalry, these dead soldiers would carry inflatable sheepskins and reed poles and snorkeled from the bottom of the water with stones. No one else could do this almost life-long thing except the dead soldiers.
After arranging the defense and offense on the waterway, Cao Ren focused his attention on the direction of land.
In the twilight, the eyes of the Cao family's pillar stone reflected the light of the candlelight, which seemed to be three points colder than the ghost fire in the middle of the river...