Chapter 1035: Supply Transportation and Pursuit Stopped

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"Work hard, there is rice, carry it." A group of soldiers went north to greet him from the place where Longyou Jiedushi was envoy.

Early in the morning I saw people driving and pushing carts, and some carrying bags.

Judging from the condition, it was obvious that they had been traveling for a long time, even at night, and some of them had traces of fire on their hair.

When the working people saw the troops coming, they were not polite and handed the supplies directly to them.

The soldiers first picked up the things they were carrying, then the carts.

The wheelbarrow has a strap, hang it around your neck, and push it away with both hands.

People with good skills dare to push hundreds of kilograms of things on the plank road on the cliff. It is easier to run when the road conditions are good.

Ahead, there is a river, more than twenty feet wide. There are ferrymen on the river. Now they are transporting sergeants. There are small boats and bamboo rafts, all holding poles.

"Quickly, transport the things over and put them up." A soldier carrying a rice bag was about to put the bag on the bamboo raft.

"No, wet, go find a boat and put it on the boat." The person supporting the row pointed to the top of the bamboo raft.

"How much can the boat hold?" The soldier hugged the bag in time again.

A man who looked like a general looked at the water: "How deep is the water?"

The person supporting the platoon said: "It hasn't rained in the past two days, and there is a depth of more than four feet. You can ride horses and let the horses help carry you."

"Brothers, remove the panels from the car and follow me into the water. This is a gift for us."

The young general said hello, went to the car, unloaded the things, carried the board and entered the water.

When the others saw it, they understood what was done and went to find the board one after another.

"Bamboo rafts, connect the bamboo rafts together and use your shoulders to support them." The young general saw the bamboo rafts again.

Those holding the bamboo rafts quickly moved to their row positions, and everyone in the horizontal rows came over. Those in the front rows could only transport people and wheelbarrows.

Once you get into the water here, you can see it on the other side, and follow it down. After a while, a pontoon bridge appears.

"Cross the bridge!" The young general touched the water on his face and shouted.

"Go on the bridge, walk steadily, don't step on anyone." Others quickly pushed wheelbarrows and carried things on their shoulders.

"What a good soldier! I don't want any wages for giving things to such soldiers."

When the people from Shu saw the soldiers lifting a bridge directly on their shoulders, they also shouted loudly.

"Yes, no, wait until they win the war, raise more sheep, and let's eat cheap mutton." The person next to him said.

"It's okay if you don't want it. Some people still hope to support their families. If you don't want it, how can others want it?" The people who came with the Yan Gang disagreed.

"Chop wood, chop bamboo, continue to build the bridge, bring the rope and tie it with the rope." There was a general on the opposite bank, feeling sorry for the soldiers.

"Why is there no bridge?" The people who rushed over wondered. There were roads on both sides, and it was not difficult to build a bridge on the river of about 20 feet.

"Yes, seven or eight miles downstream, there are mountains on both sides, and a bridge was built there." The soldier soaking in the water responded.

"Why don't you put it on the road?"

"In case the enemy comes over and fails to defend, you can go over and guard the bridge. Wait for the enemy to enter the water on the bank. You don't have to cross the bridge to attack. You can just shoot arrows."

The people who supported the typesetting ferry gave the answer. They knew the situation.

"Oh! Then you can ferry people to make money." The people said again.

"We make a living by fishing, and ferrying is free. Otherwise, where would there be so many boats and platoons? Fishing.

Some people want to cross the river and don't want to go around, so we take them to both sides. Sometimes they buy our fish and shrimps. "

The people in the front row had just returned from delivering goods and denied that they used the ferry to make money.

Not many people come and go here in a day. Some people are driving and can only walk on the bridge.

With so many of them on the river, hoping to survive on the ferry, they would all starve to death.

Now they are even sending out volunteers. They have heard that the army in front has almost occupied Jiuqu.

The further the army moves forward, the more stable and strategically deep it will be behind.

Most of the fish and shrimp they caught were sent to Longyou Jiedushi's place to be sold, or exchanged for eggs or cloth woven by others.

People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait cut down trees in the mountains to make temporary wooden rafts and bamboo rafts. Such rafts are not used for a long time. If they are not soaked in tung oil, they will rot in the water.

The soldiers of Longyou Jiedushi were at work, but Jiedushi was not there.

Zhang Zhongliang set out with his people yesterday to deliver things to the front, provide military assistance, and move the front forward.

If someone were to sneak attack him in front, he could still provide position protection if he ran back.

When it was daybreak and it was noon, he rushed to the military camp.

His 30,000 soldiers continued to strengthen the military stronghold, and at the same time guarded the prisoners and cut the grass.

The prisoners could not sit idle, bending over to cut grass and weave grass curtains.

Stack the cut grass and cover it with a straw curtain to prevent the grass from drying out quickly.

"Take a rest, prepare to transport things locally, and then take over the work here."

Zhang Zhongliang asked about the situation and ordered the team to rotate.

The main ones who rest are the horses and the animals pulling the carts, not the people.

Everyone ate, and half an hour later, Zhang Zhongliang continued to lead the team forward. There was a tent in the team.

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"Stop, rest your horse, and eat." Qin Li led his team to chase and chase, and defeated hundreds of enemies.

At this time, there were less than 500 people left around Tashi Kure. One after another, the horses fell, and one after another, people turned around and died.

Tashi Kure had a fever that made her dizzy and cold. Her whole body felt cold. When she gasped, she felt her breath was hot.

What he wanted most now was to stop, put on thick leather clothes, and drink hot soup around the fire.

As he ran, he looked back and found that the person he was chasing was gone. He quickly ordered: "Stop, stop the horse. We can't run anymore. If we run again, we can only run with our legs."

A group of horses stopped, some of them stood there and swayed, then fell sideways with a bang.

The soldiers hurried over to take a look, and the first person who saw it shook his head, took out a knife, and chopped down the horse's neck.

The horse twitched a few times in the splashing blood, and then there was no movement.

Others cut the horses, cut off large pieces and gave them to others, and others cut them into small strips and stuffed them into their mouths.

Zhaxi Kure shivered as he ate a piece of meat in his mouth. He clenched his fists with both hands and chewed desperately, as if only in this way could he feel better.

His personal soldiers saw that he was sick, but there was nothing they could do.

They peeled off the horse's skin and wrapped him up, each with a sad look in their eyes.

Some people looked back, with fear and helplessness in their eyes.

They had never fought such a difficult battle. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The enemy didn't even give them a chance to fight to the death, and they bit them and said they would not let go.

On Qin Li's side, everyone ate compressed biscuits and drank water in small sips.

"Boss, if we chase them a little longer, we can get rid of them all, right?" Someone put down the water bag and licked his chapped lips with his tongue.

The chapped lips were not due to lack of water, but due to the weather and the wind. His face felt hot and painful, with small cuts all over it.

"We can't kill them all, unless we are willing to pay the price of casualties. If we chase them a little longer, we will give up. They are about to reach the place."

Qin Li shook his head. He knew that he couldn't kill all the enemies without killing them. If he ran a few dozen miles, the other party would reach the place.

If he chased them, the enemy would run desperately, and dozens of riders would arrive.

Then they would organize cavalry to charge their own team, and their horses could not run faster than the horses that had been rested.

He planned to chase them hard again, continue to tire out the horses and people on the other side, and retreat quickly.