It was sunrise and the sky was bright. Liu Jing was on the top floor of the south city gate tower, holding the window sill and looking into the distance. Cai Sheng, Ma Zhou, Chu Fang, Han Guang and others were standing behind him.
Liu Jing was awakened in the middle of the night. According to reports from the soldiers keeping watch in the city, the Xiang River overflowed and the entire southern suburb of Ling County was flooded.
So far, the water in the plains outside the city is several feet deep, and the city wall is only more than a foot above the water. In Lingxian City, the water is also very deep, and it is necessary to use a light boat to travel.
Wang Qiang had received news two days ago that the Xiang River might be in danger of overflowing and causing disasters in the near future, so Liu Jing was mentally prepared for this and even rushed to build a batch of light boats as backup.
Song Lin had previously said that the Jingzhou Army had chosen another place with high and dangerous terrain to build a fort in order to avoid disasters caused by rain.
However, according to what he learned, the Jingzhou Army has only transferred part of its personnel, and most of the soldiers remain in the old camp.
This great flood broke out in the middle of the night and came so fast that the Jingzhou army had no chance of being spared.
Facing God's "help", Liu Jing felt mixed emotions. Fortunately, referring to the "Seven Flooded Armies" in history, he would win a complete victory as expected, and all tens of thousands of Jingzhou troops would be captured by him. .
It should be noted that these tens of thousands of Jingzhou troops were an elite division that Liu Biao spent ten years gathering. They were all wiped out in one battle. They can no longer be simply described as "broken muscles and bones".
It is no exaggeration to say that it is now difficult for Liu Biao to gather a second "Jingzhou Army".
This battle can be said to have directly interrupted Liu Biao's "legs", causing him to lose his ability to walk (offensively), and it would be difficult to recover at least in a short period of time.
As a result, the counties in the south of Changsha, Lingling, and Guiyang counties almost became Liu Jing's bag. It was not impossible to even regain the entire territory of Changsha and divide the river with Liu Biao to govern.
What is worrying is that the flood will certainly not be limited to Lingxian County. The Lingling counties in the upper reaches of the Xiangshui River and the Guiyang counties in the upper reaches of the Leishui River will most likely not be able to escape this catastrophe.
He just hopes that the area affected by the flood can be as small as possible, otherwise, even if he finally gets the entire Jingnan as he wishes, all he will get is a mess.
The shouts of killing in the wind and rain were gradually subsided, and Cai Sheng couldn't help laughing and said: "Haha... Liu Jun, Liu Bosi, Liu Wenxiu, and Wang Zijian must have won, and this battle is decided."
Liu Jing smiled and nodded. He was absolutely right. Once the naval forces on the west bank of the Xiang River were defeated, the Jingzhou Army lost even the theoretical hope of making a comeback.
Whether it was Cai Mao's navy on the north bank of the Lei River or Kuai Yue's infantry surrounded by floods, they all became grasshoppers after the autumn.
If Cai Mao was smart enough and had a chance to escape, Kuai Yue and his army had no chance at all.
Ma Zhou, Chu Fang, Han Guang and others also rushed to congratulate Liu Jing. For various reasons, they gathered under Liu Jing's command and fought to the death with the Jingzhou army.
However, not everyone of them was as confident as Liu Jing in this battle. Even though they had hoped for victory in their hearts, they never thought that victory would come so soon.
Liu Jing's rise is unstoppable and is about to soar into the sky, and people like them will also rise to the top.
In the future, their stage will no longer be limited to the small area of Ling County, but the entire Jingnan area will be open to them.
Amid the laughter and laughter of everyone, the navy fleet gradually appeared in front of everyone's eyes...
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The floods poured down last night, and the naval camp on the west bank of the Xiang River was almost reduced to ruins. The camp where Cai Mao was located was much less affected because it was built on the north bank of the Lei River, but this is also relatively speaking.
Cai Mao ran around in the rain at night and did not completely control the situation until Pingdan. At this time, Liu Zong had already led his warships out and launched an all-out attack on the navy on the west bank of the Xiang River.
Cai Mao knew nothing about this, but even if he knew it, he had more than enough intentions but insufficient strength. The soldiers were not made of iron and bronze.
What's the use of sacrificing heads for the enemy?
After the soldiers finished eating the glutinous rice cake and regained their energy, before Cai Mao gave the order to board the ship, they saw more than ten large and small ships coming from south to north in the surging flood.
During this period, the floods were raging and the boat capsized from time to time, but no one around came to the rescue.
Cai Hao had a vague premonition in his heart, but what was even more shocking was that of the dozen or so ships, only one was heading towards the camp, while the rest fled north along the current.
Cai Mao stood in the rain and couldn't help but shudder. Even an idiot knew what the situation was now. The navy on the west bank of the Xiang River must have been defeated by Liu Jingjun.
"Brother..." Cai Xun, covered in blood, stumbled onto the shore from the bumpy deck, threw himself at Cai Mao's feet, and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Failed, defeated..."
Cai Hao was so angry that he gritted his teeth and his eyes turned red. If this person was not his disciple, he would have wanted to chop him to death immediately.
In the dark night, visibility is unclear and movement is inconvenient. In other words, Liu Jingshui's army can only go out to fight on the same day at most, but it is only sunrise now, and it will only take more than an hour to complete the battle. Cai Xun has no less than a hundred warships, but he is defeated so quickly. This waste, he was wasted
trust!
Seeing the murderous look in Cai Mao's eyes, even though Cai Xun knew that Brother Cong would not really kill him, he couldn't help but explain: "Brother, the enemy seems to have anticipated this flood and came prepared.
Our fortress is not strong, and everything that the flood has passed is completely rotten. The soldiers are frightened, and the ships are broken. One is declining and the other is falling. Even if we kill several people in a row, it will be difficult to restore the decline. The defeat of this battle cannot be achieved by attacking.
Lost."
Cai Mao also knew that Cai Xun and others could not be entirely blamed for this battle. If the two of them switched places, he might not be much better than Cai Xun.
Cai Xun said again: "Brother, the defeat is now determined. It is not suitable to stay here for a long time. We will temporarily withdraw to Linxiang and then discuss it."
"You mediocrity!" Cai Mao was furious when he heard this. He drew his sword out of its sheath and said, "You want me to abandon the infantry and escape with the boat?"
Cai Xun earnestly advised: "Now that the infantry is completely flooded, even if the eldest brother stays, what's the use? The eldest brother currently has only more than a hundred ships under his command, and the enemy's warships are several times that of ours. Let's take advantage of the victory and go with the flow.
Come here, we have few soldiers and few ships, what can we do against the enemy?"
At this moment, the soldiers in the battalion suddenly started making a noise. Cai Mao and Cai Xun looked outside at the same time, and saw hundreds of warships densely packed on the river in the wind and rain, riding the waves.
"Brother..." Cai Xun said anxiously, if they don't leave, they really won't be able to leave.
Cai Mao looked around and saw that the soldiers had no fighting spirit and the generals had no fighting spirit. Even if they were forced to fight, they would probably follow in the footsteps of Cai Xun and others.