Water Margin people

"Go to a higher place and check immediately!"

Zhang Qing gave orders to his personal soldiers.

The two bodyguards immediately rode their horses towards the higher ground.

"Rest for a while, eat and drink! Recover your strength! Treat the injured."

Zhang Qing looked at the soldiers who returned. Not a single one was missing, only a few were injured.

"General, the enemy army is coming, with about 5,000 people!"

The observing guard immediately came back to report.

"It looks like Saladin is coming."

Zhang Qing quickly understood why. The only one who could mobilize such a large army was Saladin.

"go!"

Zhang Qing immediately looked at the soldiers and gave orders. When they came, each of them had two horses. Now there were enough horses, so they could evacuate.

When Saladin discovered Zhang Qing's temporary camp, there was only a tree in the camp with the word "Goodbye" carved on it in the Arab language.

Saladin's face turned pale when he saw the word "Arab". It was obvious that this text was carved by the people of Qi.

"Damn it! Chase him!"

Saladin gave orders to the army around him.

The masked army in black immediately rushed towards the south.

Saladin did not move, he just stared at the south.

"Pass the order down, let everyone take action!"

Saladin gave orders to several generals around him, saying that the flood had been subsided and it was time for them to launch a general attack.

Black smoke slowly rose.

The same black smoke was rising in the desert, and the smoke spread all the way into the depths of the desert.

The tribes and bandits in the desert became excited when they saw the signal fire. They mounted their horses and began to gather, scimitars in hand.

The flood roared down, submerging everything in its path, and the entire two river basins gradually turned into a vast ocean.

A large number of civilians who did not have time to leave were washed away by the flood, and those villages and towns were also destroyed by the flood.

Persian Gulf.

Qiongying looked at the telegram in her hand and looked towards the north with concern.

"flood!"

Qiongying murmured, the telegram sent by Zhang Qing has already stated the time of the flood, and if you calculate the speed, it will arrive here in a dozen days.

"General Qiongying, General Zhang Qing sent a telegram, they have returned!"

A soldier came running over and handed over the message.

Qiongying took the telegram and started reading it. Although Zhang Qing had returned, they were being chased by the Arabs.

"Get everyone out of the river and low areas! And get all boats away from the coast!"

Qiongying gave orders to the soldiers around her.

"General, there are smoke signals in the desert!"

A soldier came running over to report.

"These damn guys are trying to take advantage of the situation, right? They are such bastards!"

Qiongying had a murderous look on her face. The flood would surely cause heavy casualties among civilians. The civilians who escaped had already narrowly escaped death. Now if bandits attacked, those civilians would have no chance of resistance at all.

"Tell those civilians that we will set up camp in the surrounding mountains."

Qiongying said that she had limited troops and it was impossible for her to go out to stop the bandits. She could only do her best to set up a safe camp.

……

News of the flood reached Liangshan City by telegram.

"The Two Rivers are flooding!"

Sun Lei looked at the telegram in front of him. The bomb finally exploded, and he felt relieved. Compared with the enemy, the flood was still too terrible.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid there will be a great epidemic after the flood. The Black Death just passed over there, and I'm afraid it will break out again after this flood."

An official said, "Let them explode. Those who deserve to die will die!"

Sun Lei waved his hands and said that he had not caused the flood, so it was naturally impossible for him to bear the consequences.

The officials nodded one after another. Money was needed everywhere in the country, and overseas wars also required money. Where would they have the money to care about the lives of those foreign races?

"Also, please pay attention to the battle in Venice. The decisive battle there is about to begin."

Sun Lei looked at everyone in the Ministry of War and said that if there were any problems on the front line they would be the first to provide assistance.

"Your Majesty, Prime Minister Xiao requests that General Wu Yong be appointed as the Governor-General of Byzantium!"

A cabinet official reported.

"Wu Yong is the governor of Byzantium!"

Sun Lei stroked his chin and thought. He was a little surprised that Byzantium was taken. Such a large empire was taken over by just a dozen ships.

"Okay, let Wu Yong go there, let the Ministry of Personnel select some officials, and the Ministry of War allocate some soldiers, and then we will go together! Remember the time!"

Sun Lei nodded and said that it was not easy to manage such a large country as Byzantium, and Wu Yong must be given some helpers.

"Your Majesty, how many officials and soldiers will be mobilized?"

Wen Huanzhang asked.

"Fifty experienced soldiers and one hundred rookies! Twenty thousand soldiers, eight thousand veterans and twelve thousand rookies!"

Sun Lei thought for a moment and said.

Wen Huanzhang saluted and left. This arrangement was a good one as it not only ensured sufficient manpower, but also provided training for newly recruited officials and recruits.

"Also, since Saladin has already taken action, we must not fight back! Send a message to Han Shizhong and ask him to send troops to Jerusalem and Damascus to raid Saladin's lair!"

Sun Lei spoke again and said that Saladin was leading his troops in the Mesopotamian region at the moment and Jerusalem was empty, so it was a good time to take action.

Lin Chong saluted and accepted the order. These orders will be issued by the Ministry of War.

After court was dismissed, Sun Lei came to the imperial study. On the wall there was a huge world map, which depicted the world in detail.

"The war on the Arab side is almost over!"

Sun Lei looked at the Persian Gulf and the Red Sea and said, after this battle, the entire land will belong to Qi.

"Draw this side off!"

Sun Lei spoke to the painter.

The artist immediately took up his pen and paint tray and began to modify the map.

"Brother, the world is so big, I want to go out and travel!"

Lu Zhishen looked at the huge world map and spoke.

"I think you are bored!"

Sun Lei looked at Lu Zhishen speechlessly. He didn't realize that Lu Zhishen also had Xu Xiake's hobbies.

"I'm really interested! This is the first time I know how big the world is! I've been to so few places!"

Lu Zhishen said seriously.

"You're not good enough? You've gone the furthest among the monks! Xuanzang is nothing compared to you!"

Sun Lei looked at Lu Zhishen and said, Xuanzang at most went to India, but Lu Zhishen went to the Persian Gulf.

“I just want to go and take a closer look!”

Lu Zhishen pointed to the west and spoke.

"You can go if you want. We'll let you go when the defense changes."

Sun Lei said that the front line would be replaced every few years, whether it was soldiers or generals and officials, and Lu Zhishen would have to go sooner or later.

"I just don't want to worry about those troubles! It would be great to be a knight!"

Lu Zhishen waved his hand and said that he was not going to the front line to change guard, but to travel and practice.

"You have a beautiful idea!"

Sun Lei was speechless. This guy didn't want to do any serious work and just wanted to have a good time all day long.

"Don't you think about it? You don't know the way, and you don't speak the language. How can you be a knight? If you run out of money, will you find a rich man to rob and give to the poor? What will you do if you encounter an enemy?"

Sun Lei looked at Lu Zhishen and said, if you want to be free and easy, then stay in China. If you go abroad, he can't guarantee anything. (End of this chapter)