The cold moon is like a hook, and all is silent.
Late at night, the camp of Prince Jin was silent except for the footsteps of patrolling soldiers and the sound of night watchmen's clappers.
The continuous bloody battles and yesterday's celebrations made most of the soldiers fall into a deep sleep.
Lian Yinxi fell into a deep sleep due to drunkenness and fatigue, and his dreams were filled with the splendor of the Golden Palace.
However, in the darkest moment before dawn, low roars could be heard faintly from the north.
At first it was very faint, like muffled thunder in the distance, and did not attract much attention.
But soon, the sound became louder and louder, like thousands of troops galloping, or like a giant beast roaring, and even the earth began to tremble slightly.
"What's that sound?" The sentry looked towards the north in horror.
But it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.
"The...the earth dragon turned over?" someone said in a trembling voice.
The war horses that were sleeping standing up in the camp suddenly snorted, began to neigh and paw the ground restlessly.
Animals are more sensitive to disasters than humans.
Yin Xi was hastily awakened by his personal guards, and put on his clothes and went up to the watchtower in the camp.
By this time, the sky in the east was already turning pale. In the dim light, he saw a terrifying scene that he would never forget:
In the north, where the sky and the earth meet, a boundless muddy yellow line is sweeping towards the Luqiaoyi Plain with an overwhelming force!
That roar was the roar of a raging flood!
"The river...the river has burst its banks!"
Yin Xi's face instantly turned pale as paper, his whole body was cold, and he could barely stand. "Quick! Pass the order! The entire army retreats to the high ground! Quick!"
His voice was distorted and hoarse with extreme fear.
But it's too late!
The flood was extremely fast, like a huge city wall collapsing, and it rushed to the front in an instant.
The turbid mud, carrying trees, ice, and even the corpses of livestock, slammed heavily onto the camp of the Jin King's coalition forces with the momentum of destroying everything!
"boom!"
The wooden camp was washed away like a toy, the tents were blown away, and the food carts were overturned.
Countless soldiers were just awakened from their sleep, and before they could figure out what was happening, they were swallowed up by the icy flood.
The screams, cries for help, and the wailing of horses were instantly drowned out by the roar of the flood.
The entire camp of King Jin turned into a vast ocean in an instant.
The soldiers struggled in the mud and water. Those who could swim could still flap their arms a few times, but those who couldn't swim quickly sank.
The generals tried to organize resistance or retreat, but in the face of the power of nature, individual bravery and military discipline seemed so insignificant and ridiculous.
Under the desperate protection of his personal soldiers, Yin Xi climbed up a nearby slightly higher mound in a very embarrassed manner.
He looked back and saw that the camp, which had been filled with flags and troops yesterday, was now in ruins.
There were dense corpses and debris floating on the water.
The surviving soldiers were floating in the icy water holding onto wood and cart shafts. The scene was horrific.
His elite army and his dream of becoming an emperor vanished in just a short moment!
The huge blow made him spit out a mouthful of blood and almost fainted.
On the high ground opposite, Li Jingang was watching all this with a fanatical look on his face.
Looking at the destruction of the Jin Wang coalition forces and Yin Xi's embarrassment, a cruel and satisfied smile appeared on his face.
Although part of his camp was flooded and suffered considerable losses, the main force was preserved.
The cost was huge, but the result... seemed to be just as Yang Yan expected.
"Clean up the battlefield and count the casualties."
Li Jingang gave an order to the general beside him who also had a complicated expression, his voice cold, "Wait until the water level recedes slightly, then march towards the capital!"
The river is still rushing, carrying countless wronged souls eastward.
The area within dozens of miles of Luqiao Post Station has become a swamp.
This man-made disaster caused countless deaths, destroyed fertile fields, and wiped out villages.
Li Jingang won a tactical victory with this vicious plan to destroy the entire family, but he also carved a sin on himself and the Dafeng Army that can never be washed away.
The news spread quickly throughout the world like wings, causing countless shocks, fears and curses.
The situation in the Central Plains was completely changed as a result.
......
It was not until the next morning that the roar of the river gradually subsided.
Instead, there was a mess of floodwaters and a bone-chilling cold.
In the area of Luqiaoyi, the battlefield where bloody battles took place in the past has turned into a muddy mudflat.
Flags, weapons, food carts and countless bloated corpses floated in the mud. The scene was so horrific, like hell on earth.
Li Jingang looked down at the tragedy he had caused with an expressionless look.
The joy of victory had long been replaced by a cold heaviness.
The Dafeng soldiers were struggling in the mud to gather their troops, count the losses, and salvage the supplies that had not been washed away.
Although the main force was preserved, the flood also cost the Dafeng Army a price. Some camps were flooded and food and supplies were greatly lost.
A depressing atmosphere permeated the army.
No matter how brave the soldiers were, facing the power of heaven and earth and the cold-bloodedness of their commander, their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety.
"Your Majesty!" Niu Desheng came to report, drenched in sweat and in a panic. "A preliminary count shows that our army has lost approximately 10,000 people, mostly in the logistics and flanking forces."
"However, only one tenth of the Jin King's coalition forces survived. Yin Xi himself fled to the northeast under the escort of his personal guards, and his life or death is unknown."
Li Jingang waved his hand to indicate that he understood.
What he cares about now is not Yin Xi's life or death, but how to clean up this mess and enter the capital as soon as possible.
"Send the message!"
His voice was hoarse and excited. "Save as many wounded as possible and salvage any supplies as quickly as possible. Send scouts to closely monitor the capital's movements, especially the reactions of Gu Dingming. The army will rest for a day, and tomorrow... we will march on the capital!"
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