Romance of Gods

Chapter 76 Plague Ghost
The Huaihe River, with its water level soaring, kept emitting violent roaring waves under the cover of night.

Fifty miles south of Zhengzhuang, as far as the eye can see, villages, fields, and hills have been eroded by the large amounts of river water thrown down by the huge waves.

The two Tabai soldiers rode their horses towards the river bank in the turtle-backed water net, and could constantly hear the horses neighing as they struggled to get stuck in the mud.

This place is still more than forty miles away from the planned crossing point.

If this heavy rain continues to pour and floods continue to spread, hundreds of thousands of troops may not be able to cross the Huaihe River in a short time!

The two sergeants looked at each other with worries on their faces and said, "Drive!" The two urged their horses to move forward quickly, and continued for more than [-] miles in the rain.

Suddenly they heard human voices coming from the puddles and mud around them. The two stopped and exchanged the code loudly.

Then one person threw the wax-sealed bamboo tube hidden in his arms on the ground, and immediately turned his horse back without stopping.

Several large loaches came out of the water. The leader picked up the bamboo tube and said with a frown: "I will report the urgent order from General Niu immediately, and you will stay where you are."

"As ordered!"

The vastness of the river was stirred by the violent storm, and the endless river surface was boiling like fire at this moment. It was frightening to look at it.

On the south bank of the Huaihe River, water villages stretching for more than ten miles are built along the terrain.

There are twists and turns, wooden gates and towers, bright yellow torches spread out, and stars on the ground.

Hundreds of warships were parked in front of the water village like boiled dumplings, including sand ships and fortune ships for transporting people, as well as sea falcon warships, bottomless ships, multi-saddle ships...

There are also a number of awning boats and bamboo rafts collected from the people.

In order to move the people across the Huaihe River this time, almost half of the naval force of the Yue Family Army was concentrated here. If there was any mistake, it would definitely be a serious injury.

Wang Jun, the former deputy ruler of the army, stood on the head of a tall ship in the rain, his eagle-like eyes patrolling the rolling river. Suddenly, a man and a tribe crossed the river and broke through the waves, coming wantonly.

Wang Jun patted the side of the boat and said "good" secretly. He was worthy of being the elite of Hengjiang's army. For ordinary people, the wind and rain like natural disasters became a boost for them to travel across the river.

The sergeant boarded the ship, knelt on one knee on the deck, raised the wax-sealed bamboo tube, and said crisply: "Report, General Niu has an urgent letter!"

"Okay, back off."

Finally here, Wang Jun said a word of gratitude in his heart, took the bamboo tube, turned around and returned to his cabin first, and sat down at the table.

He removed the sealing wax, took out the two letters from the tube, read them carefully, and muttered the words.

"Today, we set off at Yinshi... Okay, as expected, Niu Gao is irritable and decisive, and he will definitely not change his plan just because of a storm."

He rolled up the letter and stuffed it back into the bamboo tube, "Is this...a request for merit? Chen Yan, the tenth commander of General Yang Zaixing, Feng Shanshui, Liu Sandi, and Su Wuchou, bravely killed the enemy at Xiaoshangqiao..."

Kill the enemy generals and break the enemy formation!

"Someone actually survived in Xiaoshangqiao?"

Wang Jun's expression flickered. He stuffed the request letter under his armor, sealed the bamboo tube with wax, cooled it for a while, then got out of the boat and headed for the water village.

In the central military camp, a middle-aged general with a short beard and a burly body and a jade-like face was holding an oil lamp and studying the battle map hanging on the wall.

Zhang Xian, the former military commander of the Yue Family Army, Yue Fei's confidant, right-hand man, and one of the main commanders of the major battles of the Northern Expedition.

Squeak~ Wang Jun pushed open the wooden door and walked in. He cupped his hands and said, "General Zhang, General Niu has sent an urgent letter."

"Oh?"

Zhang Xian turned around and put the oil lamp on the table, stepped forward to take the bamboo tube, and when he was about to open the wax tube, his fingers paused slightly, and then returned to normal.

He took out the letter, read it over and handed it to Wang Jun, "In more than an hour, Generals Niu and Dong will leave with their people. The letter says they will arrive in six hours.

Judging from the current flooding situation of the Huaihe River, it would take at least eight hours for them to reach the north bank of the Huaihe River. "

"Yes." Wang Jun read the letter with a heavy expression on his face, "General Zhang, do we need to send someone to the north bank to respond?"

"No." Zhang Xian immediately waved his hand to reject it. "We don't have many soldiers under our command. We can't change the march rashly. We should stick to the original plan."

"Okay, then I will immediately dispatch manpower, arrange ships, and prepare to respond."

"General King Youlao."

"Retire from humble office."

Looking at Wang Jun's leaving figure, Zhang Xian picked up a piece of soft sealing wax and gently rolled it with his fingertips, thoughtfully. …

"God help my Yue family army! The rain has stopped! The rain has stopped!"

Niu Gao's excited and high-pitched cry sounded in front of the Chinese army's tent and echoed throughout the village.

What followed immediately was people running around calling,
The sounds of "The rain has stopped" entered Chen Yan's ears one after another.

This pleasant noise does not wake you up, but is soothing.

Since the horn had not been blown yet, Chen Yan simply turned over and continued to sleep.

"Ccrunch! Crunch!"

Not long after, the crisp sound of chewing crispy bones kept coming.

Chen Yan opened his eyes. There was blood inside and outside the house, and the sound of heavy breathing replaced the manic wind and rain.

He sat up from the kang. Both sides were empty. Ou Zhun was fast asleep, breathing steadily.

Chen Yan turned his head and looked forward. He saw three people under the kang, their heads very close together, "Creak! Crunch!"

The voice came from under the three people. Judging from their clothes, there was no doubt that they were Feng Shanshui and the other three.

Chen Yan jumped under the kang, and the movement alerted the three of them.

Under the bloody night light, the three people twisted their bodies mechanically.

Suddenly, three pale skeletons with completely corroded flesh were pointed at him.

"Captain of ten."

The three of them opened their mouths together, and at the same time, ferocious fire swept out from the dark hole of the skeleton, and the room was bright!

It was a dream, and Chen Yan didn't feel as solid as he usually does after waking up.

He held his right hand out of thin air, and the long knife appeared, slashing at the three people without thinking.

Stab!The sound of tearing cloth was heard, and the surrounding environment was like a mirror that had been hit hard, shattering into pieces.

Chen Yan opened his eyes again and stood up suddenly.

He clenched his fist and felt the friction of his muscles and bones, and now he really woke up.

The room was a blur, and the fresh earthy fragrance lingered in front of the nose, and Chen Yan took a light sniff.

The rain stopped, the strange red light disappeared, and it was about to dawn.

Feng and Su were lying on both sides of him, snoring loudly, while Liu Sandi was curled up on the ground.

Chen Yan rubbed his face and thought something was wrong. He guessed that it was already past midnight, so why hadn't he blown the horn yet?

The departure time Niu Gao and his two men told him would definitely be different from what they told him, but it was probably too far off.

He was about to wake up the three of them and go out to investigate, when the crisp chewing sound of "crunch~crunch~" sounded again without any warning.

Chen Yan looked sharply at the sound and suddenly screamed.

He didn't have time to pick up the knife, his palms were filled with fire, and with a sound, like a tiger, he pounced on Ou Zhun in the corner.

A toad-like black-skinned monster was reflected in his pupils, squatting on Ou Zhun's face, biting his scalp.

"what!"

Chen Yan's hands felt sticky, and then black smoke evaporated and the stench was unpleasant.

The monster opened its mouth, and the painful burning sensation caused it to let out a weird low roar.

Snapped!
Chen Yan pulled it off Ou Zhun's face and held it high.

When looking at that Yaksha-like ghostly face, information about this thing also emerged immediately.

[Plague ghost·food slurry enters the body, causing epidemic disease]

(End of this chapter)