It's night! Everyone on Chubing Mountain has stopped singing because of the extremely low mood in their hearts.
Unexpectedly, the movement on the mountain disappeared, but there was a huge movement below the mountain.
Baron was silently thinking about his thoughts, but due to the physical and mental exhaustion of the past few days, he fell asleep without realizing it.
In a daze, I suddenly heard a shout that should have come from the warehouse manager, who was now extremely hoarse:
"Lao Hu, there's something going on at the foot of the mountain~"
Based on the fighting instinct developed in recent days, Barong woke up in a flash.
Then, like a conditioned reflex, he took the helmet from the ground and put it on his head. He picked up a long gun that he had kept at hand while sleeping, and rushed forward following the figure in front of him.
At this time, his head is free to worry about some things:
"What the hell! Now you don't even let me have a good rest at night, right? OK, if you dare to come, I will bury you as much as you dare."
It was only when he rushed to the edge of the mountain and saw the scene in front of him that he realized:
Something's wrong! The situation doesn't seem to be what I thought.
First of all, the direction of the movement was wrong. The direction of the movement at this moment was not the one they were already very familiar with. It was facing the Jinbing camp that bordered the land.
But it has always been calm, in the direction upstream of the Cai River.
Secondly, now the Jin people are shouting loudly to kill, but the target will not face them.
To be more precise, I don't know when a total of eleven or two ships secretly came out of the water gate in the northeast of Kaifeng City. The current target of the Jin soldiers is them.
After they left the city, they followed the Cai River down the river and were now a little over a mile outside the city.
It was only about a mile or three or four miles away from Chubing Mountain where they were.
It is a pity that in order to prevent Hu Biao and others from escaping by taking advantage of the darkness and the Cai River, the Jin soldiers had already deployed trebuchets and archers in the upper reaches of the Cai River.
In terms of quantity, although it is much less than downstream.
However, thanks to the Jin soldiers, who had abundant troops on hand, they still deployed two to three hundred archers on both sides of the upper reaches, with a total of six trebuchets.
Along the river bank, a long distance was laid out.
Originally, the moonlight tonight was quite bright, and the Jin soldiers lit a large number of fires and pine oil torches on both sides of the river. The Cai River, which was only tens of meters wide, was illuminated quite clearly.
Therefore, this fleet had no way to hide, and those golden soldiers had already discovered their movements at this moment.
Based on the above, when Barong looked over, a large number of golden archers who got up in a hurry came to the river bank.
Under the officer's order, they all drew their bows and greeted the people on the ship.
Regarding this point, those on the ship had taken some countermeasures in advance. In addition to erecting a small number of shields on both sides of the ship, there were also a large number of door panels and the like.
Although the rain of arrows from the Jin soldiers was dense, it seemed that not many people were hit by the arrows.
But when the trebuchets on the side greeted the boats in the middle of the river, the situation immediately became worse.
The boats in the river are all small boats, the largest of which is only about ten meters, and the smallest is probably only five or six meters, with only a thin bottom.
How could such a small boat withstand a bucket of rocks?
As long as it was hit by a stone, a big hole would be immediately punched out in the thin bottom of the boat.
Even if the ship was not hit, it was only hit one or two meters away from the side of the ship. The huge splash and impact would make these small boats shake violently.
If you are not careful, the person above will fall into the water.
Moments later, he was hit by several arrows.
It was also at this moment, when the door panels blocking the ship's surroundings were smashed open, or the people on the ship fell into the water, with the moonlight in the sky and the large amount of firelight on both sides.
Only then did Balong and others see clearly that the people on these boats were dressed in different styles.
The man with his head shining in the firelight, wearing a cassock and holding a shovel in his hand was obviously a master.
Even though he waved the shovel in his hand and flew it up, he was still hit by several arrows in his chest.
In the end, his hand loosened, and the shovel in his hand fell into the water. After probably shouting the Buddha's name, he slumped on the bow of the boat and passed away.
But even so, his face still looked like a vajra glare.
Next to him, there was a man waving a long sword and shooting sharp arrows. Just by looking at the Five Mountains Taoist Crown on his head, you knew he was a Taoist.
Under the sword light that filled the sky, it was obvious that he had excellent swordsmanship. Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, the crown of the Five Sacred Mountains was shot off his head, and his hair became disheveled.
In addition, on these ships, there were scholars, government servants, Song soldiers and other people dressed in different costumes.
At a glance, it looked like a hodgepodge.
They all held shields in their hands and held up the door panels, constantly blocking the sharp arrows fired at the ship, even though people kept getting hit by arrows, and even the entire ship fell into the water after the ship was hit.
These people still had perseverance on their faces. They never owned any ships and tried to turn around and escape back to Kaifeng City.
Combined with the scene during the day, I saw a few thirty people actually forcibly charging into the golden army formation.
Barong felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured down on his forehead. He shook his head and realized what was happening:
This is their reinforcements, a group composed of bloody men of various identities in the city. When land support failed, they planned to rush over by boat from the water.
The question is, can this be done under the crazy shooting of the golden soldiers on the shore...
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By the way! If a small boat goes down the river, and the boatman on the boat is rocking the oar desperately, how long will it take to sail over a mile of water?
Then we docked on the water side of Chubing Mountain and let the living people on top successfully go up the mountain.
Hu Biao, AT, Li San, Barong, and everyone on the mountain didn't know this; but the water in the Cai River flows slowly, and it takes at least three minutes to flow.
So in such a process, what can they do?
In fact, it seems that Barong and the others can't do anything at all.
Even the long-range weapons in their hands, that is, the blunderbuss in Lao Hei's hand, could not hit the nearest golden archer.
All I could do was watch the rocks being fired one after another, and the sharp arrows shrouding them one after another.
A man who not long ago was just a peddler and a pawn, who was trying to make a smile for someone by eating a mouthful of food, and whose sweat fell on the ground and was smashed into eight pieces, was killed in the quietly flowing river.
For a time, in the eyes of everyone on the mountain, it seemed that even the entire river had turned blood red.
"Lao Hu, aren't you the damn commander? Hurry up and think of a way out? There are AT, Xu Feng, warehouse management, and singers, aren't you veterans? You are usually awesome and coaxing, why are you mute now?
ah.
And you men, old SPs, can't you do something now?
I know that you often stare at my fierceness and long legs, no problem! As long as you can save these people, I can do whatever I want you to do, in any position."
Suddenly, the fierce girl, the imperial concubine, broke out.
Like a female leopard, she roared angrily at Hu Biao and the others, roaring, roaring, then slumped to the ground without any image, and burst into tears.
In fact, she didn't know that at such a time, everyone on the mountain was already at the end of their rope, and there was really nothing they could do.
The only thing those people can rely on is the illusory God and luck.
But the scene in front of her really made her feel a little worried and aggrieved in the past; coupled with some of the negative emotions accumulated over the past few days, she finally burst out.
Then, a high-pitched drum beat sounded behind them.
He heard the sound of drums and looked over, only to see Emperor Maode who had been acting like a puppet all these times, not even opening her mouth except for eating and drinking, and could only wash her face with tears.
In the eyes of Hu Biao and others, such a woman has no sense of existence at all and is completely regarded as a tool.
A big drum was beaten vigorously. This thing was left behind in the dilapidated mountain temple that had been demolished a long time ago. It seemed to be quite old.
Suddenly, under the bright moonlight, the figure with her skirt flying in the night wind, vigorously waving a pair of drumsticks to let the "rumbling~" sound of the drums pass through, caught the eyes of countless people.
The thunderous sound of the drum also set people's blood on fire.
Due to some unexplainable coincidence, Barong didn't even think about it at the time, so he just sang at the top of his voice:
"Get up, slaves who are hungry and cold, get up and plant flowers and suffer all kinds of people... There has never been any great sage, nor does it rely on immortal emperors..."
That's right! Baron changed the lyrics of "The Internationale" and then sang it at the top of his voice.
He didn't know if singing this thing was useful, but he just wanted to shout something at the top of his lungs, otherwise he would feel like he was going to explode from being choked.
Later generations are still based on a certain unofficial history record:
On the night of the 13th day of the first lunar month of the second year of Jingkang, a total of 108 volunteers from Kaifeng City, carrying saltpeter, sulfur, wound medicine, grain and other supplies, took small boats and set out from the Northeast Water Gate to aid Chubing Mountain.
On the way, they were discovered by Jin soldiers. Bows, arrows, and boulders rained down like rain, but the volunteers continued to move forward bravely.
When they finally made it up the mountain, less than 30% to 40% of the volunteers survived and less than half of the supplies were available.
From the next day on, none of the elders in Kaifeng ate the fish in the river. Everyone who asked about it shed tears and said: The fish in the river have grown up eating the flesh and blood of the children in our city. They cannot bear to eat them...
