"Look at the southeast crossing." In front of Gao Qingyi, Gao Jingshan finally spoke frankly, but calmly pointed to the southeast. "Although Yue Pengju is young, he is definitely not a man who has gained fame for nothing, and he is definitely not a man who has done useless work... I guess he did this because Wang Bolong disobeyed military orders and showed up for the sake of merit, and because the army here guessed that the Fourth Prince was going to lead a large army, so he retreated while preparing to fight hard... Whether this fight will succeed or not does not depend on showing off in the south of the city, nor on how to sneak in the north of the city, but on whether he can lead the navy across this river mouth!"

Gao Qingyi nodded repeatedly: "So, what is happening in the south and north of the city is all false. When the sky gets light, the Guantao army will go south to sweep the area. It will all be empty. It all depends on whether the navy can sneak across the river mouth."

"That's right!" Gao Jingshan sneered and raised his wine cup. "No matter north or south, they are all fake attacks. It's only today when the sky is gloomy and the moonlight is blocked that they took the opportunity to sneak across the river."

"But what if the Song army doesn't sneak across the border?" Gao Qingyi said with a smile.

"Then I will attack from all sides and investigate carefully." Gao Jingshan suddenly became serious. "Yue Fei is definitely not a mediocre general who can't grasp the key points, nor is he a slacker who will waste his troops, nor is he a general who can't mobilize his subordinates... His actions, instead of sneaking across the river, must have other key actions!"

Just as he finished speaking, there was a sharp whistle from the southeast. Gao Jingshan and Gao Qingyi looked at each other, then both laughed in relief, then raised their glasses and drank them all.

Then open the lid and start stewing the fish.

The stewed fish created a cloud of hot air, filling the entire attic with mist. Combined with the firelight outside the attic, it suddenly became dim.

At almost the same time, several miles away from Yuancheng, in the core area of ​​the Song army camp on the other side of the river, between Damingcheng and Gucheng, Zhang Rong, who had been hesitating here for an unknown period of time, finally turned around and gave up the journey to Damingcheng, and went to help those behind him to tow the boat.

PS: Thanks to the new leader, Mr. Yanzuzu.

Alas, I have really run out of ideas.