Zhutian: Starting from the Space-Time Merchant

Chapter 408 Canning Wire Mesh and Searchlight

"The tomb has been smashed."

"Seal it completely with cement!"

This is Luoyang, the mausoleum of Shi Jingtang.

Before Lin Dao launched his northern expedition, he first went to Luoyang to destroy Shi Jingtang's mausoleum.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Dao would not do such a thing.

How embarrassing!

But there are always exceptions.

Lin Dao would occasionally erupt when dealing with those who committed heinous crimes, especially when he couldn't handle them personally.

"You little bastard, I really want to expose your corpse and whip it!"

After venting his emotions, Lin Dao turned his horse around and left.

The culprit can't be punished; after all, that bastard's bones are rotten.

Now, the only option left is to seek revenge on those who are still alive.

"Khitans, I'm coming! Are you ready?"

From Chai Rong's conquest of the Northern Han to Lin Dao's destruction of Shu and the subsequent annihilation of various states in Jiangnan to rebuild the land of China.

Although the time was very short, and news traveled very slowly in that era.

However, the Liao Kingdom should have received the news eventually.

The Liao Dynasty's strategy has always been clear: to constantly intervene in the affairs of the Central Plains in order to avoid becoming the sole superpower.

Because the Liao Dynasty understood very well that if the Central Plains became powerful, it would be their turn to suffer.

While Ke Lindao was sweeping across the land, the Liao Kingdom did not launch a large-scale invasion southward.

This was not because the Khitans were impressed by Lin Dao's martial prowess, but because they were also in turmoil internally and simply could not spare the time to help.

Empress Shulü Ping, the first Khitan version of Empress Lü in the Liao Dynasty, died.

This woman was once so ruthless that she cut off her own hand to be buried with Yelü Abaoji.

She controlled the Liao Kingdom for twenty years, and her henchmen and cronies were everywhere.

After her death, in order to seize power and gain benefits.

The Liao Dynasty experienced a brutal internal conflict and purge.

Apart from the time when Chai Rong destroyed the Northern Han, when Liao nobles spontaneously sent troops to rescue it.

Afterwards, Lin Dao swept through various countries, and the Liao Kingdom, which was busy with internal strife, was unable to make a strong response.

At most, they would send envoys to threaten or warn, or send letters of credence.

The emperors of the Song Dynasty would treat such matters as major issues, urgently summoning their ministers to discuss important matters, and worrying so much that they would lose their appetite and sleep, fearing an attack from the north.

But with Chai Rong and Lin Dao, they would just laugh and throw the so-called official letter in the envoy's face.

"Go back and give a message to Yelü Moumou."

"Come and fight if you dare!"

Now, without the Liao Kingdom needing to attack, Lin Dao will take the initiative to attack!

"Your Majesty~"

"Yang Ye, Commander of the Left Wing of the Imperial Guard's Crane-Controlling Army, requests an audience."

"Come in!"

Thunder rumbled in the sky outside the tent, and the sound waves that swept in made eardrums vibrate.

As Yang Ye entered the tent, a sudden gust of wind arose before the rain, howling and rushing into the tent when the curtain was lifted.

There is no doubt that a heavy rain is about to fall.

"His Majesty."

Yang Ye stepped forward to greet him and said, "Your subject has come to request reinforcements."

Although this person is careless and unreliable, he was one of the earliest people to follow Lin Dao.

As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.

Lin Daodu became emperor, and Yang Ye, a veteran who had followed him from the early days and never hesitated in battle, naturally rose to the position of a general.

As for his additional ranks, honors, titles, fiefs, etc., the military naturally wouldn't mention them much.

Lin Dao, sitting upright like Mount Tai, frowned as he looked at him.

"explain."

"Now that the rains are continuous, the rivers are swollen everywhere." Yang Ye raised his head and replied, "The roads are damaged and it is difficult to move forward. I request that more laborers and materials be allocated to repair the roads and bridges."

He was a striker, responsible for clearing the way and building the camp.

However, a sudden downpour in the north greatly affected the progress.

In this situation, we had no choice but to request more manpower and resources in order to speed up the project.

"In this kind of heavy rain."

Lin Dao pointed outside the tent and said, "The robots will short-circuit when they go out to work, and they won't be able to dry the cement either."

"Stay put in the camp."

"Let's wait until the rain stops and the sky clears before we get back to work."

After Yang Ye left, Lin Dao stepped outside the tent.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, thick and like ink.

A fierce wind whistled past, its chill washing over you.

"It is going to rain."

Have I run out of luck?

Lin Dao, who has always been very lucky, especially with favorable weather, also had doubts in his mind: "Has it failed?"

With a major battle imminent, the sudden loss of one's good fortune is certainly not good news.

This place is within the territory of Cangzhou.

Having acquired the Yan-Yun region, the Liao Kingdom continuously launched southward invasions.

Cangzhou and other places had already fallen into the hands of the Liao Kingdom.

Upon learning of Lin Dao's arrival, the Liao army retreated to the Yan-Yun region, while the main force of the Southern Court gathered on the north bank of the Hutuo River.

However, on Lindao's side, the heavy rain hindered their progress.

As night deepened, the heavy rain finally began to fall.

The wind and rain were fierce, with lightning and thunder.

Faced with such power of nature, there is little that humans can do but hide in their tents and endure the hardship.

The initial storm did not last long.

After the tyranny, it turned into a continuous drizzle.

In each military camp, apart from the soldiers on night duty, everyone else had already gone to sleep, waiting for the dawn.

Several miles away from the forest camp, amidst the misty rain, the outlines of a large number of figures slowly emerged.

"Stay behind~"

"According to the guide, the golden tent of the emperor of the Central Plains is located five miles ahead."

Xiao Siwen, the Liao Kingdom's garrison commander in Nanjing, wiped the rain from his face and said, "Let them lead the way."

Traitors are inevitable in any era. During the Liao Dynasty's occupation of Cangzhou, some locals naturally defected to their side.

These people are from the local area and are very familiar with the geographical environment.

Even in the rain, one could find the location of the main camp in the forest.

"The emperors of the Central Plains change too quickly."

As Xiao Siwen rode forward on horseback, he spoke to his confidants, saying, "With the constant changing of the guard, the officials in the court and the soldiers in the army all lack loyalty."

"more importantly."

He squinted and pointed to the camp whose outline was faintly visible ahead.

"The current emperor of the Central Plains has no son!"

Having no son means having no heir.

Without an heir, death would mean the rise of ambitious figures in the Middle-earth.

At that time, the Central Plains will inevitably be torn apart and in turmoil, and will have to return to the old ways.

Think of the Liao Dynasty, with its emperor having so many sons, yet they still caused endless trouble. How much more so in the Central Plains?

For the Liao Dynasty, this was their chance to conquer the world.

It is precisely because of such an attractive prospect.

Xiao Siwen, the Liao prince consort, had just made up his mind to take advantage of the continuous heavy rain and personally lead his elite troops in a surprise attack.

Similarly, the Liao Dynasty, also in its early years, was at the height of its military might.

The soldiers were brave and ready to fight, and the generals, who were relatives of the emperor, were also unafraid of battle and sacrifice.

Compared to the last Liao Dynasty more than a hundred years later, it was like heaven and earth.

He brought with him tens of thousands of elite Liao troops, the core of the Liao Kingdom's Southern Court.

They were also aiming to achieve their goal in one decisive battle.

Guided by the guide, the elite Liao scouts, taking advantage of the cover of the rainy night, eliminated one hidden sentry after another.

It was only a short distance from the main camp of the forest road.

By this time, the faint outlines of the camp's lanterns and the fortified village could be seen.

Shaking the rain off his straw hat, Xiao Siwen slowly drew his sword.

The Liao soldiers, having taken out their weapons, led their horses forward.

Then~
A clanging sound kept coming out.

"what?!"

Xiao Siwen was shocked and hurriedly investigated.

"Stay put, there's a wire ahead!"

Several hundred paces from the camp, rows of wooden stakes were seen stuck in the ground.

These wooden stakes are all wrapped with several layers of barbed wire.

Even more terrifying, empty metal cans were hanging on these barbed wire fences.

When the wire mesh is touched, the metal cans collide with each other, making a metallic clanging sound.

Dozens of steps inside the barbed wire fence, several dugouts were suddenly torn open.

The scouts, who had been lying in wait, lit their firecrackers, sending them soaring into the sky.

After the explosion, the camp quickly erupted in excitement.

Xiao Siwen, whose face was pale from the cold rain, suddenly gritted his teeth.

"Rush over!"

The horses, exhausted from their struggle on the muddy ground, were pushed forward and crushed the barbed wire.

Amidst the mournful cries of horses, a large number of Liao soldiers rode their horses over the barbed wire fence and headed straight for the golden tent in the forest.

"Ok?"

Lin Dao, who was bracing himself on the bed with both hands, suddenly stopped.

After listening briefly to the commotion outside, he immediately got up and dressed.

With her oval face flushed, Zhou Ehuang hurriedly asked, "Your Majesty, what is it?"

When Lin Dao went to war, Fu Erniang and others all wanted to go with him.

After some deliberation, he chose Zhou Ehuang.

This can be considered a habit that has become second nature.

"No need to say anything more."

Lin Dao gave a low shout, "Go take care of your sister."

Zhou Ehuang was worried about leaving her younger sister alone in the palace, so she still brought her out to take care of her.

Upon arriving at the outer tent, the Imperial Guards and generals had already rushed in to wait.

"Don't panic!"

Lin Dao beckoned the imperial guards to come forward and help him don his armor, then instructed the generals, "Light the lamps, all units, take your battle positions!"

When he emerged from the main tent fully armed, glass kerosene lamps were already hanging throughout the main camp.

Under the light, the Liao army outside had already arrived at the camp and were constantly driving blindfolded horses to fill the trenches.

The trench was filled with sharpened wooden stakes, and horses that fell in were impaled, their mournful cries echoing throughout the area, sending chills down one's spine.

In the past, this kind of work was always done by Han Chinese people.

But in the current battlefield environment, where are there any civilians to fill the trenches? The only option is to painfully use our beloved warhorses to fill the trenches.

Soon a large number of Liao soldiers crossed the trench and arrived at the fence.

Under the heavy rain, both sides' crossbows were basically unusable.

The method of combat has become the most primitive form of spear fighting, with each other stabbing each other through the fence.

Ropes were tied to the fence, and dozens of horses were driven to pull with all their might.

With the powerful force of tens of horsepower, several sections of the fence were torn open, revealing gaps in the passageway.

"kill!"

The Liao army's elite troops roared and surged towards the breaches like a tidal wave.

The most brutal and intense battle erupted instantly.

With heavy steps, Lin Dao climbed the sturdy watchtower.

The camp, filled with kerosene lamps, was brightly lit.

Lin Dao could even see that many military camps not far away were also lit up with star-like lights.

However, he only glanced at it before looking away.

Night, rain.

Under these circumstances, it's best not to expect reinforcements.

His gaze turned beyond the fence, but he could only see a hazy, indistinct figure.

Lin Dao turned his head and instructed, "Turn on the power."

Inside a tent next to the sentry post, the diesel generator was powered on.

On the high platform, a searchlight shone a beam of snow-white light!

(End of this chapter)