1388th: Nansheng, the Autumn of Troubled Times (14)

People, I can't bear to talk about it.

As soon as Yang Si just finished talking about Lu Zheng, he sneezed suddenly when he was far away in Nansheng.

Compared with the clear situation in Dongqing, Nansheng was in chaos, and several princes allied to attack and resist the four tribes of Nanman.

The alliance against the barbarians is not comparable to the original Huangshui League. Everyone can only put aside their past suspicions and work together to deal with the southern barbarians. No one will hold back the others. Even if there is a conspiracy, it must be done in private, and it must not be put on the surface to destroy the collective unity.

After some hard work, the arrogance of the four tribes of the Nanban was finally contained, and the two sides reached a deadlock.

The Alliance of Banishing Barbarians is well aware that the four tribes of Nanban are sparsely populated, and every young soldier who dies loses a point of combat power. Nansheng can afford it.

If the current situation can be maintained, at most one year, the four tribes of the Nanman may flee without a fight.

This is a bad idea, time-consuming and labor-intensive, and there are certain variables.

The best situation is to find a way to break the situation, severely frustrate the spirit of the four tribes of the Nanman, and make them exhausted.

However, the four tribes of the Southern Barbarians are formidable in combat power, so how easy is it to achieve this?

"In half a month... I'm afraid there will be a rainstorm... Oh, the days go by so fast, it will be summer soon..."

Lu Zheng shook his cattail fan to fan himself. The weather in Nansheng is hot, and there are always a few days before the summer is extremely sweltering, making people want to take off all their clothes to try to cool off. After these few days, it was followed by torrential rain for half a month. When the rainstorm stops, the temperature will be higher day by day. At its peak, half a day in the sun can peel off the skin, the sun is not poisonous.

He was sitting on the mat to enjoy the shade when someone called him.

Lu Zheng didn't need to look back to know who it was. He sniffed his nose and smelled a faint smell of alcohol.

"Alcohol is prohibited in the military camp. Does Mr. Zhengze know the law and break the law?"

"Mr. Lu, please don't tell Shaoyang, I'm afraid he will talk about it. There are a few wine worms living in the stomach, and they don't drink a pot every now and then to appease them. They don't care about it and make trouble. I'm not the one who suffers?" Yang Tao held two Pot of wine, smiled and said, "Do you want to drink, sir?"

Lu Zheng couldn't help laughing.

Yang Tao generously shared the private wine he secretly hid, and Lu Zheng threw the rest of the mat to Yang Tao to sit on.

The acquaintance of the two is also a coincidence.

Lu Zheng couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and when he was relaxing, he ran into Yang Tao, who was reeking of alcohol. After chatting carefully, the two felt like they hit it off.

Yang Tao drank secretly and was afraid of being caught by Yan Lin and talking about it, so he had to let go of the alcohol before he dared to go back.

To be honest, Lu Zheng has never seen such a cowardly lord, but Yang Tao is also a heroic and belligerent man on the battlefield.

"I don't know when this battle will last..."

Yang Tao drank a few sips of wine, the heat surged up, and sweat rolled on his forehead.

He didn't like the heat, so he simply raised his hand and loosened the front of his shirt, revealing his firm and muscular chest muscles, and he could faintly see the firm and powerful beautiful abdominal muscles.

Lu Zheng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, a little envious.

He said, "It's hard to say. I hope it ends as soon as possible. There are too many soldiers killed and injured."

Yang Tao also sighed, tilted his neck, and drank a jug of wine directly at the spout.

"happy!"

Some of the wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, through his neck, into his chest, and wet his clothes.

Lu Zheng said, "Drinking so much, I'm afraid I won't be able to get rid of the alcohol all night."

Yang Tao smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, I just found a pool of water, just ran to wash it, Shaoyang can't find it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard familiar footsteps, and the smile on his face froze, revealing a pitiful and helpless expression.

"...Is this the reason why you dare to drink too much before your arrow wound has healed?"

Yan Lin's father's eyes were a little dangerous. Seeing the two empty jugs beside Yang Tao, the level of danger soared.

Yang Tao confessed in seconds, if not for the outsider Lu Zheng, he would have come forward to beg for mercy.

Seeing this, what else could Yan Lin do but sigh?

"It's getting late now, for the sake of the Lord's injury, let's go back to the tent to rest earlier."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Tao went back to his tent as if he had been pardoned.

"There is something I would like to ask Mr. Lu, how much do you know about the local weather?"

Yang Tao went back, but Yan Lin didn't leave. Instead, he sat on Yang Tao's original saddle.

Lu Zhengdao, "The weather? Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Yan Lin said, "Lin has a plan and may be able to withdraw from the four tribes of the Southern Man, but...we need help from the weather."

Lu Zheng looked a little more serious.

"Appreciate further details."

The two discussed for a quarter of an hour, and Lu Zheng's eyes became brighter and brighter.

Yan Lin's plan was not complicated at all. He blocked the upstream rivers when the water level was low, and waited for several days of heavy rain. If this is done, a way must be found to lead the soldiers and horses of the four tribes of the Nanman to the low-lying place in the lower part of the river. Although the four tribes of the Nanman were reckless, they were familiar with the environment, and it was not easy to trick them into being fooled.

In addition, timing is also a problem.

If one is not done well, maybe even our own people will be drowned.

If this plan succeeds, the morale of the Nanman will definitely suffer!

On the second day, Lu Zheng tried his best to protect Yan Lin, and then got the support of Hua Yuan and others.

Seeing this, the princes of all families agreed to this strategy.

After a month of careful planning and deployment, the Allied Forces took advantage of the eagerness of the Nanman Four to coax the other party into taking the bait.

When the flash flood broke out, tens of thousands of enemy troops were submerged by the river, causing countless losses.

The allied army of the barbarians took advantage of the victory to pursue and expand the results of the battle. They killed 30,000 enemies and captured 50,000 prisoners of war.

Several rivers were stained red by the bones of the enemy, and the downstream was blocked by it.

How to deal with the 50,000 captives is another difficult problem before everyone.

The Allied army's supply of food and grass is still insufficient, so how can there be any surplus food to feed the prisoners?

"It's so difficult, just kill them all."

At this moment, Hua Yuan beside An Jing spoke, and once he opened his mouth, he was going to kill all 50,000 prisoners.

When he spoke, his eyes were full of ferocity, and his body was full of evil spirit, which was no less than that of ordinary generals.

The princes of the various families also planned this, but in any case, it would cost 50,000 lives, and it would appear that they were so heartless and cold-blooded when they said it directly.

Now that "Huayuan" was the first to propose it, they agreed and ordered to slaughter the 50,000 captives of the Fourth Division of the Southern Man.

Lu Zheng showed some disapproval.

The Allied forces were in short supply of food, but Anxiong had no shortage of food and grass. The 50,000 captives could have other value.

"Hua Yuan" seemed to notice Lu Zheng's emotions, and glanced at him coldly, warnings were written in his eyes.

Seeing this situation, Lu Zhengsuan understood that his colleague fell ill again.

"Mr. Lu..."

Lu Zheng was about to go back to the camp when he was stopped by "Hua Yuan" on the way.

The other party was still full of blood and evil, and looked at Lu Zheng with malice.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zheng pretended to be calm.

"Hua Yuan" grinned grimly, "Sir, you are kind to the Nanman captives, maybe you will lose your own life."

If Wei Ci were here, he would be able to recognize that the "flower abyss" in front of him was [Ge Lin] who almost strangled him in the previous life.

Lu Zheng didn't know the danger of [Green], so he didn't take the other party's threats to heart.