Chapter 41, cut off the water

"The eldest son doesn't seem to be appropriate this time. These two guys have put their troops by the river, probably to prevent you from setting on fire!" Zu Ping said to the map.

The ancestral daughter beside her also nodded, and other teenagers from the ancestral family also agreed.

Zu Zhao smiled, and his whole yellow scarf army turned pale.

But soldiers can't be bound in a fixed frame. How can he attack with fire again and again? Besides, how can there be so much tung oil?

At this time, the oil seller and his son came to the door again. For these two Zu Zhao, as long as there is something to do, you can come to him at any time, as long as Zu Zhao can do it.

In Zu Zhao's eyes, the oil seller's father and son are wizards and folk wizards. Although the great wisdom of the people's family has a market, there is no lack of great wisdom.

"Son, the goods here are all located. Last night, I saw a large area of burning clouds under the sunset. After all, there will be heavy rain. Our goods are all in low-lying places. If there is a rainstorm, all of them will be washed away!" The oil seller said their tung oil, so they came to plead with Zu Zhao to let them move the goods to Xu Wuzu's house earlier and rely on the big tree to enjoy the cool.

"Zu Aniu, you ask a group of children to remove their tung oil, and then let them go to Xu Wu!" Zu Zhao spoke with a smile. In his eyes, oil sellers already belong to the category of skilled craftsmen. In the eyes of others, these businessmen are lowly existences, but Zu Zhao understands that talents are rare.

Zu Anu nodded and went with a group of people.

Zu Zhao looked at the oil seller's father and son and seemed to feel something. While Zu Ping and other teenagers were discussing, he frowned and looked at the terrain on the map, and a plan in his mind had taken shape.

At this moment, he looked to the west and saw a large area of burning clouds in the sunset, and this time the area of the burning clouds was larger. Only Zu Zhao understood that this burning cloud was the cold air said by later generations, or the super cold air from Siberia. This drought has lasted for nearly a year. It was precisely because of the drought that the exiles were lost, causing the Yellow Turban Army to rebel.

It is common sense that there will be a flood after a great drought.

Although he has a plan in his heart, Zu Zhao is not happy in his heart. After the drought in this cold and bitter place of Youzhou, it is bound to make the disaster victims more urgent, their lives will suffer extremely, and the people will not live.

"Go and see the actual terrain!" Zu Zhao and a group of people quietly lurked near the Zhou River.

Bothe Zonghai and Deng Mao camped in the western region of the Zhouhe River, because according to the direction of the river, the water flow flows from west to east, and Zonghai and Deng Mao also camped according to this principle.

"There seems to be nothing wrong with the eldest son!" Zu Ping looked at the state river, which was very wide and the water was calm.

But Zu Zhao shook his head and said faintly, "Look at the leaves on the river, they flow from the east to the west. Do you understand now?"

Zu Ping and other teenagers looked at the leaves in the distance and suddenly felt a big head. The state river was so strange that it flowed from the east to the west.

"Is this river unknown?" Zu Ping muttered softly.

Even other ancestral teenagers looked nervous and couldn't help but feel scared.

"This is your observation. This level is always flat, so the fundamental reason why the water flows from east to west is that the terrain is high in the east and low in the west, so such an image is formed, not unknown. Now Zong Hai and Deng Mao's two armies have not carefully surveyed the land here. It is only according to conventional experience that a large camp has been set up in the west, which is a taboo for soldiers.

"What should we do, big son?" Zu Ping has a sense of excitement on his face.

Zuzu Zhao ordered in his ear, and Zu Ping immediately became happy.

"Tonight, we attacked the enemy camp of Zonghai and Deng Mao at night, and still set fire!" Zu Zhao said with a smile.

......

Late night, Zu Zhao led 300 children to board the canoe that had been prepared by the oil seller and rowed across the boat. The canoe is full of grass people. At this moment, the weather is foggy, which is the prelude to the rainstorm.

When approaching Zong Hai and Deng Mao's camp, Zu Zhao ordered everyone to shoot the spear in their hands.

There was tung oil on the spear, which caused a fire when it was thrown into Zonghai and Deng Mao's camp.

Dongdong!

On Zu Zhao's side, the disciples of the Zu family sounded the drum, and the boat of the canoe was full of dense grass people. On the top of the river.

......

Zong Hai and Deng Mao's two battalions suddenly became a mess. Some soldiers went to put out the fire, and some went to report to the general. The ancestral horse attacked, but this time it was on the river.

"The boy Zu Zhao finally couldn't help it. This time, he even attacked with fire, but unfortunately he burned a few of our tents!" Zong Hai said to Deng Mao grinly that he was tall, like a human-shaped bear, extremely majestic, and his words were also urnical.

Deng Mao rolled his eyes and said, "This boy is preparing to attack our camp at night. Fortunately, we are prepared, otherwise we will definitely suffer losses. Look, he is still swimming in the river. There are so many soldiers standing densely on the bow of the boat, obviously want to go ashore!"

When Zong Hai heard this, he went up to the river and saw that there were countless soldiers in leather armor on the dense boats, and there were no more than 1,000 soldiers. Although there was a heavy fog that he could not see the situation in the river, so many soldiers really chilled him.

"If we don't go down to fight!" Zong Hai waved his hand.

"No! Two generals, wait!" A middle-aged counselor came over. He has triangular eyes and a yellow face. It is Zonghai's counselor named Xu Shan. He came over slowly with a folding fan.

"There is a thick fog in this river, and it is impossible to see the distribution of the ancestral army. In case there is a trap, isn't it a white loss of troops?" Looking at the river on this mountain, the ship was full of soldiers. Although they couldn't see clearly, the leather armor on these soldiers was shining. I couldn't help but be afraid.

"Two generals, if the situation is unclear, it's better to let the archers shoot arrows first, organize them to land, and wait until dawn!"

Zong Hai and Deng Mao also nodded. At present, they are thinking that there are no boats going down the river, and all the boats have been secretly acquired by the oil seller and his son.

Whey!

One by one arrow shot the canoe.

Zu Zhao drank tea slowly in the canopy of the canoe, looked at Zu Ping and Zu's daughter with a depressed face, and couldn't help laughing, "We don't have to go ashore to fight to achieve the purpose of destroying each other. What I have to do now is to collect bows and arrows and equip our 300you. Ride, this time it's an attack and a straw boat borrowing arrows!"

Zu Ping and Zu's daughter smiled bitterly, and the eldest son's strategy was always difficult to guess.

I guess the opposite Zonghai and Deng Mao knew that the eldest son attacked at night only because he wanted to write bows and arrows, and he was probably angry.

In fact, Zu Zhao was afraid of these precious arrows, and the two fools Zong Hai and Deng Mao were flooded.

......

After dawn, the black boat on the state river has long disappeared.

Zong Hai, Deng Mao and the counselor Xu Shan looked at the river and couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded.

This is coming and going without a trace.

"Scout, find out where this Zu Zhao is lurking now. I want his detailed movements!" Deng Mao suddenly became angry and felt that they were a group of monkeys being fooled by Zu Zhao last night.

click!

At this time, the rainstorm poured down, and the three of them were suddenly embarrassed. The rain kept pouring down. Under the cover of the soldiers, the three of them walked into the tent in confusion.

Xu Shan looked at the sudden rainstorm and couldn't help patting his thigh, "General, can there be rain gear and hats in this army?" When he asked this, Zong Hai and Deng Mao suddenly blushed. The weather was still droughty. Where can they find rain gear? Now it's raining heavily, and I can hardly stand outside. Even soldiers can't stand without rain gear.

Xu Shan opened the gap of the tent. Sure enough, there were no soldiers in the distance. All the soldiers ran into the tent to hide from the rain. It seemed that the water of the Milky Way came from the sky, and there was only the sound of rain around and no other sound could be heard.

In the distance, Zu Zhao wore a shuttle coat made by an oil seller, wore a tung oil bucket hat on his head, and looked at Zong Hai and Deng Mao with a sneer.

"Big son, when will you start?"

Zu Ping couldn't stand it for a long time and went to the Qingzhou to check from time to time.

"Take your time! We should exchange it at the smallest cost for the greatest benefit!" Zu Zhao sneered, but Zong Hai and others opposite did not know that the people around him had been driven away by Zu Zhao after the rainstorm, and now there are only yellow scarves on both sides of the state river.

Eight hours later, the water in the Zhou River has burst and has begun to pour out of the embankment and into the camp of the Yellow Turban Army.

Xu Shan had already realized at this time.

"General, go quickly. I'm afraid this Zu Zhao will flood our yellow scarf army with water!" Pigs can also remember looking at such a turbulent water.

Zong Hai and Deng Maolang staggered out of the tent. They didn't even prepare rain gear, let alone the boat?

Boom!

There was a roar like a dragon in the distance!

A three-meter-high wave swept from the upstream. Looking at the yellow water and the stones mixed in it, Zonghai and Deng Maoxu's faces did not have any color in an instant.

And at this time, Zu Ping had already returned to Zu Zhao's side: "Son, at your order, I will open the upstream river that has been blocked for a long time. At this moment, the upstream river has burst!"

Zu Zhao nodded. He stopped the source of the Zhou River before it rained. After the rain, a vast ocean upstream was blocked by Zu Ping's leading people to build a levee. Now once the levee is dug, it will naturally come fiercely.

He just started to attack with fire, and it was still a night attack, just a cover.

What really dug the pit for Zonghai and Deng Mao was the flood.

The surging wave came and annihilated the tent of the Yellow Turban Army.

Countless soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army fled high in the water.

Zu Zhao stood on the canoe and ordered the young man of the Zu family to shoot with wooden spears. It was a waste of bows and arrows to deal with these drowned chickens. The wooden spears made of spicy wood was barely a waste.