The dark clouds rolled, started to pile up at an alarming speed, and then squeezed each other, like social animals in a big city rushing to go to work, wishing they could pile up on top of each other and become paper figures on the bus or subway, with their faces touching each other and their backs.

Those placed close to the back accumulate into an extremely dense cylinder or long object, taking the shape of a bus or subway, swaying, moving forward and backward according to a specific rhythm.

No matter how beautiful or perfect the plan is, it can't stand up to God's disapproval.

Ding Lingren prepared this and that, planning and planning, and then everything was arranged, and God jumped out and said, wait for me to go to the bathroom...

Wow, it's raining.

The cold current coming from Siberia hit the warm and moist air current coming from the Bohai Bay. Suddenly, Lang Youqing's concubine deliberately started to rain heavily, spraying Ding Ling and Cao Jun all over their bodies, everywhere.

Amidst the sound of raindrops, the sky and earth became hazy, as if a pair of filters had been put on, and even the battlefield became a little more poetic...

It's a pity that both Ding Ling and Cao Jun will have a headache when facing such heavy rain.

All plans are nothing in the face of nature and God.

Or it's not even a fart.

The strong wind blew up the dark clouds as if they were rushing to work. They came here and played around for a while, and then after feeling happy, they picked up their pants or skirts and walked away amidst the laughter, leaving only the seemingly cold-hearted people on the surface.

, in fact, the wailing clouds in my heart were filled with pain and tears.

It has been raining heavily for two or three days, and there is yellow mud soup everywhere on the ground. As a result, the camp of the Ding Ling people became a panic.

Who knew we would encounter such heavy rain in autumn?

No one is prepared.

People need to take shelter from the rain, and livestock also need to take shelter from the rain. If it is better to move, but if it is stationary, under the continuous rain wash, it is likely to cause a large loss of heat and lead to various problems.

There are not enough tents.

It was originally used by humans, but now it is also used by livestock.

The grain and grass are probably wet. If the war horses eat such grain and grass, there will be no problem in a short period of time, but over time...

Moreover, even if there are tents in the camp, the slightly lower ones are almost soaked in the water. The camps have no intention of attacking the city. They are mostly strengthening their own tents and then letting them go.

The slave soldiers braved the rain and dug the drainage ditches around the camp deeper. The Dingling leaders, large and small, braved the wind and rain, roaring one by one, almost as if they wanted to shout out their lungs.

Originally, the terrain of Gongsundu's camp was slightly higher...

But before Gongsun Bingzu and others could rejoice in their misfortune, the leaders of the Ding Ling people came, unceremoniously occupied Gongsun Bing's original camp, and then drove all Gongsun Bing out.

Then Ding Ling looked at Gongsun Bing and laughed with gloating.

There are also Ding Ling people waving one hand in provocation, while the other hand is pressed on the sword, ready to wait for Gongsun Bing to reason, and then they can open a hole in Gongsun Bing's body...

For the Ding Ling people, they simply did not regard Gongsun Du as one of their own. Although Gongsun Du was given the title of Guduhou, in fact any Ding Ling person would dare to glare at Gongsun Du.

Gongsun's soldiers were furious, but then they turned around and saw their King of Liaodong, Gongsun Du, walking hunched over in the wind and rain, with pale hair, pale face, and pale complexion...

Then these Gongsun soldiers also lowered their heads one by one and looked for a new place to build a camp.

Like a lost dog...

The leader of the Ding Ling people is naturally in the best position. Even if other places are flooded, it will not flood to his place. The camp of Gongsun soldiers in the distance has been robbed, and the leader of the Ding Ling people naturally sees it.

, but he didn't take it to heart. He had more things to worry about now, so why would he care if Gongsun Bingbing was bullied?

If Gongsun Du fought with those Ding Ling people on the spot, it is impossible for the commander-in-chief to go over and fight fifty big blows each. Now that Gongsun has "given" himself, and there is no bullshit, it is possible that the commander-in-chief will still go over and deliver some kind of "justice"

Not successful?

Through the layers of heavy rain, the commander looked at Jixian County in the distance, silent.

Although it was unlikely that Cao's army would attack under heavy rain, Ding Ling, the commander-in-chief, still sent out rangers, and the troops near Jixian still adhered to their positions and were ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, and then looking at the distant mountains and rivers, the leader of the Ding Ling people had no expression on his face. He even stood on the watchtower in the wind and rain, watching the Ding Ling people's flags being washed away by the wind and rain.

The rain fell on his face and body, and he remained motionless like a rock.

A soldier came to the leader's side and said, "Commander, please issue a new command!"

"The command..." The commander did not look back, still looking at the heavy rain, and after a while he said, "Let's just call it "heavy rain"!"

The messenger bowed his head and bowed, and then left.

After Ding Ling discovered that Cao Jun was actually using the trick of suspecting soldiers, on the one hand, he felt that he had been insulted in terms of intelligence, and on the other hand, he also felt that such a small number of Cao Jun was not enough to pose any threat. Especially after successively conquering the northern Youzhou area.

After several battles and struggles, the city was almost in tatters. In the eyes of Commander Ding Ling, these Cao troops in Jixian County were also of little concern.

In addition, in Gongsun Du's description, Jizhou is a place that is richer, more populous, and has more things than Youzhou. Therefore, it seems that attacking Jixian and then plundering Jizhou is a logical thing to do. Naturally, there is no

The reason not to do it...

If we take over one more county, it won't be a problem if we can stay open for at least half a year, not just three years.

Although the tooth was broken at the beginning, it was not a big deal to the commander, because most of the dead were slave soldiers, and slave soldiers were consumables. As long as Jixian could be conquered, it would be a good deal.

Buy and sell.

But now it seems that it is going to lose money.

In the battlefield, anything can happen...

If God doesn’t give me face, who can do anything?

It's like the sudden heavy rain that has been coming for several days has completely ruined all the plans and soaked them in the rain.

The commander-in-chief looked at Jixian through the rain curtain, and saw the moat that had been filled in some time ago. Due to the erosion of the heavy rain, those mud bags were carried away along the current, even if they wanted to attack the city again.

, we have to do this thing again, and there are siege equipment...

Now it is either to persevere, to resist until the rain has passed, and then to organize an attack, or...

withdraw troops.

It’s just that I’m a little unwilling to do so! Just like some people who are unwilling to break up after meeting a scumbag man or a scumbag girl. After all, they invested in it in the early stage and just gave it up...

The leader of the Ding Ling people was thinking, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of Gongsun, "Come on, let Marquis Gudu come here!"

……(╯︵╰)……

Opposite the Ding Ling people, the heavy rain also shrouded everything in Jixian County, as if preparing to turn all the colors in the sky and the earth into a similar and dark color.

The rain continued to fall on the blue bricks of the city, on the tiles on the gate tower, on the battlements, and on Cao Hong and Le Jin, making a dense and fine white noise.

The bloodstains and minced meat above and below the city have flowed away with the rain. Only the burned wood or corpses have their mouths wide open towards the sky, as if they are silently protesting.

What.

Cao Hong stood behind the battlements, letting the rain hit his helmet and armor. Although the iron armor of this era would soon rust after being exposed to the rain, no one cares about this matter now.

"What's the situation in the city now?" Cao Hong asked.

"It's OK..." Le Jin replied, "I just went to inspect the city...Although there is a little water accumulation, it's not a big problem and the ditches are still clear..."

Cao Hong nodded.

Now the situation is reversed. Cao Jun, who has a fixed shelter from wind and rain, has a greater advantage. At least Cao Jun, as long as he is not on duty, can huddle in the room and light a fire to bake.

Clothes to make yourself more comfortable.

"Is the general worried that the Ding Ling people will withdraw like this?" Le Jin asked as he stood aside and tried his best to look out.

Cao Hong sighed and said: "Yes...it took a lot of effort to lead us here, but if we just run away..."

Le Jin was silent.

Although Cao Hong and Le Jin were standing high on the city wall, looking out through the rain and fog, they could only vaguely see the shadows of some people and horses moving around, and nothing could be clearly seen.

Le Jin tried his best to look at it for a long time, but his eyes were sore. In the end, he could only wipe the rain on his face and said: "It seems there are quite a few... Do you want to secretly hang a few scouts down at night to investigate?"

Cao Hong pondered for a moment and nodded, "That's all we have to do." Then Cao Hong looked up at the sky again, "With weather like this, I'm afraid... Zihe's march will be hindered... ah... it's really..."

Le Jin also nodded, understanding Cao Hong's worries, but he still wanted to comfort Cao Hong, saying: "General Zihe is well-organized and good at running attacks... and we have all the Ding Ling army stuck here, General Zihe will definitely

It can be accomplished in one fell swoop! General, you can rest assured!"

Cao Hong nodded and said, "I hope so."

What Cao Hong is worried about now is that the Ding Ling people have already withdrawn their troops, and if they happen to collide with Cao Chun and Xia Houyuan who are taking the retreat on the left and right, it will be quite troublesome...

"Even if the Ding Ling people want to withdraw, they will not all leave. They will definitely retreat in batches. If there is a change in the scout detection tonight, it will not be too late for us to make plans..." Le Jin said, "And it is raining so heavily.

, even if the Ding Ling people march in the rain, they can't go far... Where there is peace, there will be no worries..."

Cao Hong glanced at Le Jin and nodded. Although in this layout, Xia Houyuan also acted as a side army, just like a side horse in Chinese chess, advancing forward, but for some reason, Le Jin did not mention it.

Then Cao Hong also didn't mention it.

……(つД｀)·?·……

Xia Houyuan, who has not been mentioned, is like a dog that was finally freed. Although he was marching in the wind and rain, his expression was so excited that he almost ran wildly and flicked out a tongue at the same time.

This time Xia Houyuan still led Cao Jun's light cavalry, but the armor and weapons and equipment were also improved a lot. Everyone wore them properly and put a layer of oilcloth on the outside of the armor. Although it was inevitable that it would be penetrated by rain, it was still possible.

Much better.

The rain hitting his face obliquely did not lessen the heat in Xia Houyuan's heart.

This time, the number of cavalry led by Xia Houyuan was only 800, but it was already a good start.
To be continued...