Junlin Port was built at the junction of the remaining mountains of Dongping Mountain and the plains. It is a good deep-water port.
In this water town, the so-called Dongping Mountain is only a little hilly, and the remaining veins are just a hill - locally called Xishan. The hill is inconspicuous on the flat ground, but it forms a gap near the river, and a crescent-shaped mountain penetrates into the river.
The south bank of the Qianjing River makes a small bend to the north here, becoming a natural haven.
Nestled between the mountains and plains is the western area of the port - mainly the dock for warships, with deep and narrow water, suitable for berthing of heavy ships, while the eastern open area is the civilian dock, with shallow water and wide area, suitable for civilian ships with shallow drafts
moored.
When Ye Qing landed a few months ago, because the port facilities were completely destroyed, he stopped the ship a hundred meters away from the civilian dock and asked the soldiers to lead the rope and wade ashore. Now there is no need to be so dangerous. Logs are built into large and small quay bridges deep into the river, and you can directly
Get off the ship and walk ashore, or use a vehicle to carry luggage onto the ship. It’s a busy and orderly process.
Now that the wind and rain are getting worse and not conducive to navigation, and the "channel accident" three days ago caused a tremor, the refugees who were preparing to board the ship to move north have stopped and temporarily settled in Lingang County - the county where the Zhenjun warship was fought
The destruction was severe. All the natives were either dead or moved away. The Han army attached to the port was dispatched to help build wooden houses and clean up the ruins of nearby villages. It was a little crowded, but they could barely find a place to shelter from the rain during the storm.
There is this small camp in the south of the port, and you can occasionally hear the cries next door. It is rare in the days when the Han Dynasty is destroying foreign ships, and it causes many refugees to look at it and sigh.
"Sigh... I heard that Erya's family next door sank into the river, leaving behind a little girl who didn't catch the first boat. She was only seven years old. What a sin..." A middle-aged man with relatively clean clothes sighed.
A vendor looked gloomy and grunted: "Why are you catching the first boat? I'm heading to Huangquan Road, so I said there's nothing good going to Yingzhou..."
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly: "Hush, you dare to say bad things about the Marquis of Han, be careful of retribution...and he also has good intentions. Everyone has their own fate."
Someone else murmured: "I find it strange that this section of the river is blessed by the Dragon King. Not to mention the wind and waves, the Lu Jiayun family's ships are all old-fashioned. They have made hundreds of trips in the past two months without any incident. Who would have thought that it would happen?"
The ship capsized, and three ships were capsized in a row. I don’t believe it if they say it was a channel accident.”
After hearing this, the scene became silent.
Only the little girl's cries were clear in the rain, and it was as thrilling as calling a spirit. Finally, a young man got up and walked over, and an old man shouted from behind: "Liangsheng, what are you going to do?"
"Bring her over here." The man named Liangsheng was a little dull, but he was quite strong, and everyone around him made way for him.
The old man frowned: "Who will take care of you? You don't even have a wife, so when your father is leaving..."
"I support you."
This sentence left the people around speechless. To be honest, in troubled times, women, children, the elderly and the weak are all burdens. Except for the family members who have no choice but to do so, who would want to be a burden?
"This relief food won't last for a few days, and we won't be able to eat the stored food after the land is divided. Your clan has a lot of food, and you will starve to death before the autumn harvest..." The old man just now seemed to be a relative of his, and his views on this kind of thing suddenly changed.
His face turned into a curse.
Some people secretly despised this kind of scarcity, some people ignored it, and some people tried to persuade them: "You have calmed down and are good and strong. There is no problem in going to the workshop. You can even serve as a soldier. You don't have to wait for the autumn harvest to have food..."
"
Speaking of this, some people are envious. It is rare for a water town to grow up to this level, and not many can meet the needs of Yingzhou.
The topic soon shifted to the livelihood that everyone was most concerned about: "I heard that in the workshop, you have to recognize a few characters and count a few numbers. Our batch is here for this... Is the salary higher?"
Halfway through the words, someone sneered: "The officers and soldiers have locked up the river. Whether we can survive now is a question. Don't drown in the water and feed the fish."
Everyone glared at him but fell silent. After a while, someone cursed in a low voice: "We are still ordinary people in Xiangzhou, and the king of the county is really capable of killing him."
"If you start using your hands, who cares where you are from?"
Just then I heard the sound of gongs and drums, and in the distance a trolley holding an umbrella was pushing towards me, with a pot on it. Several stewards were handing out rations of steamed buns, shouting "Don't grab them, they're all available" as they approached the last section of the camp.
Because the military control system was divided into square grids, the refugees were not allowed to move around at will and were only allowed to talk in small camps. In order to prevent riots and epidemics, even rations were organized and distributed.
The steamer was covered with a thick white cotton-padded jacket. It was steaming hot when I got it, and the sweet aroma made my stomach growl. Everyone stopped talking and ran over...
Probably the wheat is not ground finely. This kind of steamed bun is rough and far worse than rice. On weekdays, Xiangzhou people may be a little disgusted with it, but now they are hungry and no one cares about it - in order to prevent the refugees from getting too energetic, fighting, looting, and committing rape.
Reduce food consumption. In the refugee camp, we have two meals a day, morning and evening. The portions are not large enough to cause starvation.
Han soldiers from Yingzhou guarded the chariot, and basically killed anyone who dared to loot it. Over time, no one dared to violate the ban. It's strange to say that under such a powerful force, some people just secretly vented their dissatisfaction with the Han Hou's relocation order.
Most people stay away from such people.
No matter how you feel about the Marquis of Han, if you have food and some hope, it will be difficult to instigate resistance, and if you have heavy troops, you will feel "gratitude"... So this kind of refugee ecology that maintains basic order is a few hundred square meters
This is a vivid portrayal of the situation here.
This scene turned into intelligence, screened, summarized, and presented to the Navy Commander Zhou Yu. He looked at it carefully and was very satisfied: "I don't know elsewhere. The stability of the refugees in northern Hunan can be maintained for at least half a month, and there will be no chaos... The imperial court
Is the navy still unwilling to hand over the murderer?"
The sorcerer who sent the message responded: "The other side said that the captain was dead and was shelled by us. His head was sent to central Hunan."
"The captain is considered the murderer? It's only been two years. I don't believe that the Navy's military discipline has deteriorated to such an extent that it's out of control."
Zhou Yu sneered: "My lord is right in his message. At least there is a big fish hidden in the navy..."
After everyone heard this, they all waited with bated breath for the commander's order.
Zhou Yu changed his tone at this moment: "Is the Xishan Fort ready?"
"Twenty-one forts, four hundred thunderbolts, all adjusted the range and azimuth parameters, waiting for the enemy ships to break in..."
The wind roared on the flagship, turning into a dragon and roaring, tearing apart the rain curtain, and the white mist intertwined with the waves of the long river to form one color.
One warship after another broke through the billowing white fog and appeared in everyone's sight. There were three hundred in number, flying the flag of Cai Chao's Xiangzhou Navy. If you look closely, it was the flag of another squadron. Most of them slowed down and stopped, and another thirty did not lower their sails and slow down.
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"It's coming so fast... we can't let them in."
Zhou Yu observed the opposite side and was very wary of the enemy's sailing skills in the stormy weather. He stretched out his hand and said: "Weigh the anchor and meet him."
The sound of the water continued, and the sails of the thirty warships did not move. There was only the roar of the boilers, and the sound of the propellers churning the river water broke away from the berth, sliding out a curved water wave, and lined up in front of the opponent, backed by the Western Mountain, like a necklace, connecting this military port berth area
It's sealed to death... No matter how skilled you are in sailing, it's impossible to rush in unless you attack by force.
The fleet at the forefront had to lower its sails and slow down to avoid being destroyed by a chaotic collision.
"It's really hard..."
He Tianming on the flagship saw this scene and admired the opponent's coach's determination. He calmly ordered: "Send a flag and tell them that our troops are entering the harbor for maintenance."
Soon, a flag was displayed on the flagship of the Han Navy on the opposite side: "Please detour, otherwise fire will be fired."
Such a simple and straightforward rejection made the atmosphere tense. There was already a captain cursing: "Is this still our home port? It makes no sense.
"We haven't officially sealed the Han Dynasty yet, and it's like this..."
"Even if the country is sealed off, there is no place in the world that is not the land of the imperial court. How can it not even have the right to enter Hong Kong?"
It seems that both sides are facing a confrontation of thirty ships, but the pressure on the Han Navy side is greater because the Xiangzhou Navy fleet coming from the north is several times larger. Except for the He Tianming squadron at the forefront, which has already had conflicts,
There were also "channel accidents" that brought in two more squadrons, which were three times more obvious in this armed confrontation.
He Tianming knew his true identity and did not dare to delay any longer. He directly ordered: "Come over."
"Commanders behind, Commander Qian, the two commanders have passed down the flag and asked you to stop immediately." A magician shouted.
Several staff members watched as the two squadrons came up from behind. The thunder sails were already flashing with lightning, and there was a hint of hostility, thinking that they were traitors.
When many captains saw this scene, they thought of the previous "channel accident" and the special envoy investigation incident, and their hearts were shaken for a moment. The communication technician even said bravely: "It was also said later that if something goes wrong, it will ruin the overall situation.
You are responsible for all consequences."
"It seems there is some misunderstanding. I have to communicate with you two and explain it."
He Tianming sighed, knowing that the previous investigation team still caused interference to his authority. Generally speaking, the emergency mechanism arranged above is effective and checks and balances each other.
Any movement of warships would be interrupted, and even his entire squadron could not resist the pressure. Fortunately, the Northern Wei Dynasty had arranged a lot of backup...
"You said my family has been transferred?"
"Yes, don't worry. After this is done, you can leave immediately. I, the Wei Dynasty, will also build a fleet in the North Sea. The king has decreed that you immediately serve as the commander-in-chief of the North Sea Fleet." There was a voice coming from secretly: "You are in Da Cai.
He is just the deputy commander of a sub-ship, but he is a serious commander in Beihai."
"That's it." He Tianming thought like this, and the black light flashed back.
The two deputy commanders had gathered on the deck of a large ship. When they saw their colleague coming alone, their expressions became slightly better, but their eyes were still very unfriendly and they looked at him. The older deputy commander Zhang said in a deep voice: "General He
, what do you want to do? Who ordered you?"
There was also a middle-aged Deputy Governor Qian who spoke in a gentler tone and frowned: "The commander-in-chief has given an order. No one is allowed to make any changes until the channel accident is clarified..."
"But as I said, I am not allowed to lose the prestige of the imperial court."
He Tianming interrupted, knowing very well that his success or failure depended on this, and he looked at the two governors without flinching: "Two generals, it may have been too long since you returned to Xiangzhou. Now Xiangzhou is not a county, but a vassal state."
The king... Your Majesty is the King of the Qing Dynasty."
Their expressions changed slightly, they entered the hall and stopped in front of the screen.
This battleship has its own shielding array. Could it be that Prince Qing secretly ordered the investigation team to be sent here? It was just a spectacle?
Looking at He Tianming being promoted many times at such a young age, is there really someone behind it?
I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, the Navy was jointly built by the imperial court and the local government, and the water itself was very deep, with interference from all sides. The Qingjun Queen's family is from Xiaozhou, so it would not be surprising to have an extra helping hand...