Zhang Yu stood on the Xiushui River Bridge with his knife, watching the surging river water under the bridge rushing waves, rolling countless dead branches and leaves and spinning downstream. Sometimes, you can see the corpses of dead animals or the corpses of drowning people.

Starting three days ago, the scouts of the Ming and Qin State launched rounds of suppression on the west bank of Xiushui River. Every day, people were dying. Sometimes, they could see the bodies of scouts wearing their own military uniforms drifting from the upper reaches and being rolled into the distance by waves. He, who was guarding the Xiushui River Bridge, could only stand on the bridge and salute these robes who died in battle. Such a surging river water was impossible to go down to salvage. Perhaps when they arrived at the downstream ripples, they would be discovered by friendly troops and salvaged and buried.

Xiushui River is not delicate at all, but has an extremely violent temper. Especially now that it has entered the plum rain season, the water of countless tributary rivers has gathered into Xiushui River, causing the water level of Xiushui River to rise sharply. The Xiushui River Bridge is a rare eight-arch stone bridge in the Qin Dynasty. The bridge deck is wide enough to pass through heavy carriages. This is also an important transportation route connecting the hinterland of Qin Dynasty.

Now, of course, it has also become an important stronghold for the two sides to compete for.

Five days ago, Zhang Yu led 500 soldiers to Xiushui Bridge and began to build a defense line here, guarding the bridge, and preventing the enemy from passing through Xiushui Bridge. This was the task assigned to him by his superiors.

Two four-meter-high tube buildings have been erected at the bridge. The gray body makes Zhang Yu feel very safe. The first thing he did after arriving here five days ago was to build these two tube buildings. Because of the importance of the Xiushui River Bridge, his commander specially asked dozens of bags of cement from above. This was the first time Zhang Yu saw this thing. The construction techniques of the craftsmen who came with these fifty bags of cement were also eye-opening.

First, we dug deep pits. The land by the river was wet and very digging. The soldiers dug eight deep pits in the two tube buildings in just half a day. Then, under the guidance of the craftsman, they tied steel bars one by one, wrapped them on the formwork, mixed the cement and sand and pebbles from the local materials together and stirred them with water to make a mud lake and poured into the formwork. In one day, under the scorching sunlight, eight gray columns stood up.

Next, the bluestones that were brought from the river were also glued together by these things called cement. A thick layer of cement was pasted on the outside. Two tube buildings were built in front of Zhang Yu in just three days. Of course, it was not beautiful, but in Zhang Yu's eyes, it was astonishing as heaven.

Zhang Yu knew exactly how big the blocking range could be. For attackers, within the shooting range of the crossbow machine, there were four crossbow machines, two crossbow machines, and eight crossbow machines. For attackers, there was an unsolvable death area within the shooting range of the crossbow machine.

The two tube buildings are also built with bluestones of hard stones. Behind them are two powerful crossbows. These powerful crossbows are not very fast, but their power is not comparable to ordinary crossbows. In the words of the masters who have developed such crossbows, even masters do not dare to take the first blow of such crossbows.

This kind of crossbow machine was also just arranged in the team. It is completely different from the powerful crossbow that Zhang Yu had seen before. He could no longer see the bowstring. The crossbow was shaking the handle and the crossbow arrow was installed in a long cylinder. Zhang Yu tried it once. Within a hundred meters, he could shoot a big tree that was thick with its embrace and penetrate it. The power was so great that he was very frightened.

This kind of crossbow is used to break the attacker's shield formation or other tools. In Zhang Yu's opinion, any attacking equipment may not be able to block the attack of this thing.

Zhang Yu was from Chu and was one of the earliest soldiers to form the Baoqing Camp. The thousands of Chu soldiers who came from the sea and survived to the present, only less than 2,000 were left, half of whom retired due to injuries, and the remaining half were still serving in the Baoqing Camp. Last year, 800 were taken away by general Jiang Shangyan. The more than 200 people who decided to stay in the Ming Dynasty had already married children and took root in the Ming Dynasty.

The backbone commanding force of Baoqing Camp is now composed of them. He is now the chief lieutenant, the leader of 500 people, and one person's salary can support the family. However, his wife is a lady from a wealthy family in Kaiping County. Not only does she not want him to support her family, she pays him a lot. Her only requirement for him may be to ask him to be promoted and have a good development in his career. Therefore, Zhang Yu was quite generous in the army. Basically, everyone under his 500 men have been helped by him and are very loyal to him. Their 500 people are also the most recognized combat-capable force in Baoqing Camp. Otherwise, a high-risk task like guarding the Xiushui River Bridge would not fall on him.

High risks will naturally bring high returns. As long as you guard the bridge, you will be a great achievement. This was what Zou Zheng, the general of the battalion commander, told him personally before departure. Of course, if you can't defend it, you have to use your own military skills.

Zhang Yu didn't care about using his head to make up the numbers, because he knew very well that for him, he would either guard the bridge and make great contributions, or be defeated by the enemy, and he died here in battle. What's the point of not cutting his head if he was killed?

The key to the Xiushui River Bridge lies in the strategy of the Ming army this time. They wanted to push the Qin army Yuan Yiqiu's troops on the west bank of the Xiushui River, making it difficult for him to cross the river on a large scale, so that the left and right wings of the Qin army protrude forward, from an authentic shape to an inverted sub-shaped shape. In this way, Yuan Yiqiu, as the vanguard, could not effectively support the two wings, while the Ming army could easily cut off the connection between the left and right wings of the Qin army, concentrate their strength, and defeat them one by one.

The possible ships on both sides of Xiushui River have been destroyed by the Ming army, and even the woods that were built on both sides of the river were burned out by fire. It is not a simple matter for the Qin Junyuan Yiqiu tribe to cross the river. Even if the water level drops and the water flows smoothly after a while, people can still swim, but how can a large number of supplies cross the river?

Zhang Yu could not imagine that scene. Therefore, seizing the Xiushui River Bridge was a choice that Yuan Yiqiu must face. Of course, this put him in a highly dangerous state.

He walked to the two tube buildings in front of him, lifted the back of the knife, and knocked on the wall. The sound from him was very satisfied. It was raining yesterday, and he was a little worried that the cement-called thing would not dry out. It looks good now, and more importantly, there is a big sun today. Although it is very hot, the tube building is getting harder and harder.

The soldiers on the bridge were covered with helmets and armor, and even if they were sweating, they were meticulous. On the large open ground in front, half of the soldiers were shouting to pull up huge stones from the river, and placed them there in a mess, setting them into roadblocks.

The current Ming army, except for the heavy infantry miner camp, has changed its equipment, and all the armors of the previous ones have been eliminated and become lighter half-body armor. Although they only protect important parts of the upper body, the soldiers' weight load has been reduced a lot, which is more beneficial to combat.

As Zhang Yu, who has been fighting on the front line for many years, naturally knows how helpful this small change has been to the combat effectiveness of the army. The chain mails and other things in the past were far less than the one-piece half-body armor they wore now.

He pushed the door and walked into the bottom of the tube building on the left. A young man inside was busy. He divided the bags of medicinal materials and cans of medicines into pieces on the wooden racks on the side. There were two small beds on the left and right. There was almost no space at the bottom of the tube building.

This young man is one of the many doctors in Baoqingying. Although he does not wear military uniforms, he also has a military position. The person in front of him is even bigger than the other doctors in Baoqingyingying. He is a place where many imperial physicians teach in person. The world-famous genius doctor Shu Changshu is also one of their teachers. Compared with the original doctors in Baoqingying, his level is not comparable to that of the doctors.

The young man came to Baoqing Camp shortly after he graduated this year. He was very determined to make contributions. After coming, he strongly asked to come to the most dangerous place. General Zou was reluctant to leave, but he couldn't resist the desire to make contributions. Zhang Yu's side drum beat hard again, so he had no choice but to agree. When he came, he warned Zhang Yu to ensure his safety, even if he died, he had to protect the person in front of him.

Zhang Yu naturally agreed. On the most dangerous battlefield, there was a doctor with excellent medical skills. Zhang Yu was too clear about how important it was to the soldiers, which meant that he had an extra life. Zhang Yu was very satisfied with the Ming Dynasty equipping the doctors directly to the grassroots army. This treatment was unimaginable among the Chu army. In other words, during the war, he would recruit some doctors in the rear, but it was not easy to send these injured people from the front line, and many brothers died in the process.

"Doctor Wang, how are you preparing?" Zhang Yu smiled. As soon as this person came, he immediately announced to the soldiers how skilled this doctor from the Imperial Medical Office in Beijing was. In Zhang Yu's mouth, as long as you are not shot by others and have a breath after being injured, then this doctor named Wang Lingbo can snatch you back from Master King of Hell.

For soldiers, doctors from the Imperial Medical Department were once powerful people who treated important people. If you stayed here like this, your life would be more guaranteed, and your morale would naturally become a little more exciting.

"I hope that after the fight starts, I have nothing to do here!" The young doctor was a little shy, speaking slowly, and was talking, but his hands were still orderly placing some scissors and knives on the shelf.

"I thought, but how is that possible? As long as you are in a war, there will always be no brothers. But with you, Dr. Wang, we will have more lives. At that time, we will have to work hard for you."
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