"Water, give me water!"

In the wounded barracks in Qijiang County, Chongqing Prefecture, a wounded soldier groaned, with holes in his chapped lips made of thirst.

"Come on, open your mouth."

Following a gentle voice, a steady arm stretched out to support the wounded soldier's back, and the other hand handed over the water bag and stuffed it into the wounded soldier's mouth.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

The wounded soldier opened his mouth and swallowed greedily.

"Slow down, don't choke."

The voice was very gentle. The wounded soldier looked in the direction of the voice and his body shook violently.

"Ah! Young Master! How can this make you kill the villain!"

Wang Chichuan smiled warmly: "What can't be done? You were injured for my father and son."

As the eldest son of Wang Xiang, Wang Chichuan has no airs of a young commander at all, and is famous for his generosity and kindness in the army.

Everyone says that the eldest son is as calm as water, while the second son is as fierce as fire.

But the fiery Wang Chitun knew that his eldest brother was not soft at all. Every time he competed in martial arts, he was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.

Wang Chichuan visited the wounded soldiers and then inspected the military camp, finally calming down the low morale of his men.

Three days ago, he suffered a huge defeat and lost Nanchuan County, Chongqing Prefecture.

Nanchuan and Qijiang in Chongqing are the first line of defense in the north deployed by Wang Xiang to resist the Ming army.

Wang Chichuan led an army of 30,000 men and fought against the Ming army Li Zhanchun in Dahai and Yan Sizhong's 30,000 men in Nanchuan.

The number of men and horses on both sides was almost the same. Wang Chichuan was very confident at first, but once the battle started, he realized that he was wrong. Less than half of his army was wearing armor, while almost everyone in the Ming army had armor; his own army had crude weapons, and some simply

Bamboo was sharpened to make spears, but the Ming army's ordnance was extremely sophisticated and widely equipped with cannons and firecrackers. To make matters worse, their own army was poorly trained and unfamiliar with battle formations, while the Ming army was proficient in battle formation coordination.<

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They were easily defeated by the Ming army, losing five thousand soldiers and losing the city of Nanchuan.

A 21-year-old young man's mentality would generally be affected to some extent by such a big defeat, but not Wang Chichuan. He was extremely tenacious and not discouraged despite the defeat.

After retreating to Qijiang, he summarized the reasons for the defeat. First, the front was too long; second, the combat power was too weak. He requested Wang Xiang to abandon Qijiang, shrink the defense line, and retreat to Songkan and Sanyuanba in the north of Bozhou to block the Ming Dynasty.

Army.

Wang Xiang’s reply came: accurate.

Wang Chichuan gave up his horse to the wounded soldiers and insisted on walking with the infantry. All his subordinates were moved and said, "Retreat quickly! There will be white rice to eat when we retreat to Songkan." This simple sentence made the march much faster.
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We retreated from Qijiang to Dongxi, and then retreated from Dongxi to a small town.

"Call!"

The cavalry dismounted one after another and led their horses on foot. There was no way, this place was full of rivers and bridges, it was impossible to ride horses, and the infantry could not walk fast.

Wang Chichuan's eyes lit up, "Stop! Camp here!"

I found a local old man and asked, "Old man, what is the name of this place? How come there are so many bridges?"

"General, this place is called Ganshui Town. Three rivers, Zaodu River, Songkan River, and Yangdu River, converge here. There are dozens of large and small rivers. If there are more rivers, there will be more natural bridges."

"Cushui Town? What a good name!"

Wang Chichuan smiled: "There are bridges everywhere here, so it is difficult for the Ming army to set up formations; the bridges are full of reeds, which is suitable for hiding their whereabouts. If there is an ambush in Ganshui Town, the Ming army will be driven into the water! Hahaha!"

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Fighting and falling in love are actually the same thing, what matters is consensuality.

Wang Chichuan set up an ambush in Qianshui Town, and the Ming army had to voluntarily infiltrate it.

Li Zhanchun, Yu Dahai, and Yan Sizhong captured Nanchuan and Qijiang, and then continued southward. When they reached Dongxi, they suddenly stopped leaving.

The chief general of the Ming army was Li Zhanchun, the deputy general of Ba County, and the deputy general was Dahai, the deputy general of Fuzhou. These two men were originally from Xiaofan Town, which was under the control of Chongqing Prefecture. They were local snakes and were very familiar with the geography of Chongqing.

Rushing to the water town? That place is dangerous, full of water and bridges. It would be terrible if someone were to ambush you. Stop, set up camp, and explore the situation clearly before leaving.

"Vice General Li, why don't the troops leave?"

Zhongzhou Counselor Yan Sizhong came to Li Zhanchun angrily.

Yan Sizhong was a confidant of Chen Bangyan, the governor of Sichuan, and was naturally a direct descendant of Zhu Hengjia. He was equivalent to Chiang Kai-shek's "Central Army" in later generations. Li Zhanchun and Yu Dahai were like the pitiful "miscellaneous army" in later generations. Therefore, although Li Zhanchun was the chief general, Yan Sizhong

But I don’t think much of him.

Being questioned by the "Central Army", Li Zhanchun did not dare to get angry and explained patiently, "General Yan Shen did not know something. The front is Qianshui Town and the terrain is complicated. It would be serious if he was ambushed. It is better to find out the situation clearly before moving forward."

"The enemy troops are all 'beggars' who are vulnerable to a single blow. You are wasting your opportunity!"

Yan Sizhong tossed his sleeves and stormed away.

Yu Dahai was furious: "Brother, this kid has no respect and inferiority. Why do you still tolerate him when he does the following things?"

Li Zhanchun, before Yu Dahai, was the adopted son of Zeng Ying, the former Chongqing commander-in-chief, so Yu Dahai called Li Zhanchun his eldest brother.

Li Zhanchun sighed: "Brother! How dare you not bow your head when you are under the eaves? This is Chen Futai's celebrity, we can't afford to offend him!"

"What? The Ming army stopped at Dongxi and won't leave?"

Wang Chichuan was so anxious that he set up an ambush in Qianshui Town, but the Ming army did not come. This was like giving a blind man a wink, a waste of emotion!

After thinking about it, he asked the scout: "How did the Ming army set up their camp?"

"Reporting to the Major General, the Ming army's camp is divided into two parts. Li Zhanchun's camp is in the Dahai area and east of Dongxi; Yan Sizhong's camp is in the west of Dongxi."

"Oh, why don't they camp together?"

"I heard that Yan Sizhong relied on his bravery and looked down on Li and the two of them."

"That's it." Wang Chichuan smiled, and a plan came to his mind.

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At the Yan Sizhong Military Camp in Dongxi Town, several soldiers stood at the entrance of the camp, standing like flagpoles, motionless.

They are indeed Zhu Hengjia's direct troops, well-trained and in excellent spirits.

A messenger galloped to the camp gate on horseback.

"On the order of my young general, I send a letter to General Li Zhanchun."

After saying this, the messenger took out the letter, tied it to an arrow, shot the arrow into the camp, turned his horse and returned.

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The soldier reported the letter to Yan Sizhong, saying that a messenger sent a letter to General Li Zhanchun, but he sent it to you by mistake.

When Yan Sizhong heard this, he was very happy. He could send a letter to the wrong military camp. This messenger was stupid enough.

One look at the signature: Wang Qicui!

Huh? The enemy general sent a letter to Li Zhanchun? What did he write?

After opening it and reading it, the letter read: "On October 20th, I would like to pay homage to Uncle Li: My nephew is stupid, and I have heard that people who have no long-term concerns will surely have immediate worries. In the past, my uncle and Jiayan were close friends, and they fought against thieves together.

Chongqing. The impermanent nature of heaven has turned into an enemy! Every time I recall this, everyone in the family weeps. "The rabbit dies and the dog cooks it, and the bird is hidden behind its bow." This has happened in ancient times. Only with family discipline can one have the glory of an uncle.

But my uncle is thinking about it! It’s cold in autumn, so please put on more clothes. My nephew, Wang Qicui, kowtows respectfully."

After reading the letter, Yan Sizhong was furious, "You Li Zhanchun, no wonder you stopped at Dongxi and refused to march. It turns out that you and Wang Xiang fought against Zhang Xianzhong before, and we have a personal relationship. You want to follow the personal relationship! Damn it!"

He angrily took the letter and questioned Li Zhanchun.

Li Zhanchun hurriedly explained: "General Yan, I did fight Zhang Xianzhong with Wang Xiang before, but that is an old thing. There is no personal intention!"

"In that case, when will we march?"

Li Zhanchun sighed: "Early tomorrow morning, the troops will be dispatched to the water town."

The next day, a large number of Ming troops marched towards Qishui Town. As a precaution, Li Zhanchun divided the troops into three groups. The leader was Yan Sizhong, with himself as the middle army and Yu Dahai as the rear army. Each army kept a distance of one mile to facilitate each other.

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The wind was rustling and the water in Shu was cold. Li Zhanchun followed Yan Sizhong and walked forward cautiously.

First I passed one bridge and it was okay, then I passed another bridge and it was okay again, and I crossed seven or eight bridges in a row safely.

Li Zhanchun's anxious heart gradually let go.

Suddenly, a narrow stone bridge appeared ahead. This bridge was extremely narrow and could only accommodate two people crossing in parallel.

The reeds beside the bridge were so silent that not even a bird could be seen.

Not good! Li Zhanchun was shocked, there must be an ambush here! He urgently ordered Yan Sizhong's troops who had already crossed the bridge to return, and he led his troops to set up defenses near the bridge.

Wang Chichuan, who was hiding in the reeds, saw that the Ming army was aware of it. He snorted coldly and spit out a military order between his teeth: "Attack!"

"Kill!"

Countless soldiers fought out from the reeds and rushed towards the Ming army.
To be continued...