Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 925: Thousands of rivers and mountains are just waiting for nothing

At this time, the King of Chu and his group of more than a hundred riders had left Guizhou and headed west towards the vast mountains.

Originally, according to the plan, Mu Ying made this trip by herself, but before leaving, His Highness insisted on accompanying her. You have to see Wumeng Mountain with your own eyes before you can understand it plausibly.

Mu Ying and Hu Xian secretly laughed. After listening to that song, who would dare to say that they understand Wumeng Mountain better than His Highness? No one dares.

The two of them knew that it was actually His Highness who had never lost such a big person in his life and just wanted to escape from this sad place in Guizhou.

However, as a subordinate, he naturally sees through things without telling them, and has to coax His Highness to come down, otherwise he will be the one who suffers in the end.

Sure enough, after leaving Guizhou City and no one mentioned the midnight singing, His Royal Highness the King of Chu was in a much better mood and even recited a poem:

“The Red Army is not afraid of the difficulties of the expedition, and it only waits for thousands of rivers and mountains.

The five ridges are meandering and the waves are flowing, and the Wumeng is majestic and muddy..."

Mu Ying was very happy to hear His Highness write poetry, which meant that he finally got out of his autistic state. But soon he was deeply attracted by the poem.

"Good poems, good poems, what kind of lofty ideals this is, you can't find anything like it in the Ming Dynasty's literary world." Mu Ying likes reading and is considered very educated among the generals. Although she can't compose poems, she still has no problem appreciating them. Yes, he couldn't help but applaud: "What a 'Ten thousand rivers and thousands of mountains just waiting for a moment', those acid writers can't write this kind of poem."

"Haha, I read this from a book, and I remembered it when I saw Wumeng Mountain." Zhu Zhen laughed and said, "I will not be able to compose poems after I am six years old."

"His Royal Highness could compose poems before he was six years old?" Mu Ying asked in surprise. She had never heard that Lao Liu still had such talent when he was a child.

"At that time, I was wet wherever I sat." Zhu Zhen laughed and walked out as expected.

Mu Ying couldn't help laughing, but she didn't believe his lies. That poem is about Wuling first and then Wumeng. Isn’t it a portrayal of His Highness’s journey all the way from Guangdong?

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After entering the mountainous area, Zhu Zhen finally understood why the old man specifically singled out Wumeng Mountain when reviewing the countless difficulties and obstacles he had overcome during the Long March.

Wumeng Mountain is really difficult to walk. Not only does it have continuous mountains, it is also covered with dense virgin forests, making it easy to get lost. Moreover, the mountain is extremely steep, and often when you are walking, a mountain peak will rise up from the flat ground in front of you, directly blocking the way, forcing you to take a detour.

However, there are also deep valleys, various residual hills, peaks, forests, and eroded depressions scattered among the mountains, which often turn into a maze. In such a complex terrain, it is difficult to use a compass, look at the sun, follow the river, or mark the route. Without locals as guides, you will not know where to go once you get lost.

"This place is evil." Even Mu Ying, a veteran who had conquered the Kunlun Mountains, was completely convinced. While he marked the route on a map, he exclaimed in wonder: "Without a guide, we would have gotten lost six times in just half a day in the mountains."

"The Marquis is really amazing, no more, no less, six times." Alon, the Luoluo young man who led the way, turned around and praised. He is the eldest grandson of Longzan Anuo. He is short in stature and has dark skin. He has a pair of bright eyes, and his whole body is full of intelligence.

"Even us locals don't dare to enter Wumeng Mountain casually. They have to be led by experienced hunters to avoid getting lost."

"Oh, I can't tell, you are still an old hunter." Mu Ying said with a smile.

"Of course. When I was nine years old, I followed my uncle into the mountains to hunt. I spent most of the year wandering around in the mountains." Alon puffed up his chest, patted the bow and arrow on his horse and said, "My archery skills are great." He is famous throughout Shuixi. As long as the prey I like, he will never escape from under my nose." "Is he so powerful?" Mu Ying couldn't help laughing.

Aaron glanced at the bow and arrow hanging next to the saddle and said eagerly: "Don't you believe we are competing?"

"There's a chance." Mu Ying smiled noncommittally.

"Okay." Aaron thought he was afraid of losing face and didn't dare to compare with himself, so he didn't force it. He listened for a moment, then turned back to Mu Ying and said: "The Ququ River is ahead. In summer, we have to go around it, but now that the water level has dropped, we should be able to go directly there. This can save half a day."

"I'm going to take a dip in the water first. If there's no problem, you can cross the river again." After saying that, he called a few tribesmen and rode forward together to explore the way.

Mu Ying's personal soldiers followed behind without waiting for orders.

"How is it?" His Royal Highness the King of Chu had been silent since he entered the mountain. He was afraid of affecting Mu Ying's drawing work, so he asked now.

"It is indeed a problem." Mu Ying showed the map in her hand to His Highness: "It's easy to get lost easily. It can be solved as long as you bring a guide. The trouble lies in two points. One is that this road is too difficult to walk and is completely primitive. The mountain road is rugged, narrow and difficult to navigate. No vehicle can pass through it, let alone artillery."

"Yes." Zhu Zhen nodded. He remembered that one of Mrs. Shexiang's future achievements was to lead the people of all ethnic groups in Guizhou to split mountains to clear roads, build bridges over water, and build a post road through Wumeng Mountain.

So at this point in time, there is no serious road in Wumeng Mountain...

"How can this kind of Yangchang mountain road be able to support the transportation of our 200,000 troops?" Zhu Zhen asked worriedly.

"We can only adopt a multi-pronged approach." Mu Ying said solemnly: "First, recruit more Yunnan horses and Guizhou donkeys to carry the baggage, and also let the soldiers carry enough food on their own, at least two months' worth of supplies."

"The second is to mobilize water east and west to help us transport food. This is what the emperor has prepared for a long time." Mu Ying lowered her voice and said: "Every year, the emperor allocates a large amount of food and grass to Ai Cui and Song Qin in the name of reward. These All grain and grass are stored in the city of Guizhou for the purpose of making reserves in Yunnan."

"Damn it, they are resisting and don't want to admit their fault. Are they trying to steal our food and grass?" Zhu Zhen spat.

"I don't dare to tell the truth because of their courage, but if the army stops attacking Yunnan, won't the food belong to them?" Mu Ying sneered: "So His Highness encouraged them to attack Puding Fort, which is a clever move. Chess. Once Puding Fort is captured, they will not be able to look back."

"Yes, I just want them to hand in a certificate of surrender!" Zhu Zhen nodded and said: "They chieftains are used to having their way. If we don't give them a break, they won't really sacrifice their lives for us."

"What His Highness said is absolutely true." Mu Ying said with deep understanding, "We in the northwest took many detours just because we didn't understand this."

"Haha, I am also summarizing your lessons." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "From this point of view, it is necessary to win the support of Shuidong and Shuixi."

"It is indeed necessary." Mu Ying sighed: "There are hundreds of thousands of people in the east and west of the water, and we are pointing them to open roads, build bridges, and transport supplies for us."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhen said with a smile: "In that case, you have to do your best to give advice to those two little widows."

(End of this chapter)