Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Vol 4 Chapter 3275: 3 feet of digging

With the sound of the evil and strange incantation on the fifth floor of Gongsun, the ruthless iron ball rolled out like this, and it was almost the same sleepiness. On this new wall, fourteen iron **** were also given to the ball. The guards on the side ignited the cotton sliver, and they rolled out of the dark passage and rushed out of the city.

Under the city wall, Duan Hongzheng took a shovel and tried hard to plan it on the ground. Above his head was a whole thick wooden greenhouse. The sound of "pop" is incessant, and there is also the sound of arrows hitting the ceiling. These sounds almost form a peculiar drum sound, as if someone is shouting slogans to cheer, urging the rushing car. More than 30 sergeants inside are busy digging holes.

Above the ground, a pit with a radius of six or seven feet has been dug out, more than two feet deep. Captain Jiang Sheng, with a Luoyang shovel, was digging quickly on the ground, and his men had already jumped into the pit. In the middle, piles of dirt and mud, some even mixed with earthworms that were still wriggling, quickly dug out of the pit, and after a while, a layer of soil with a height of more than a foot had been piled up beside the pit. .

Duan Hong shoveled down, only to hear a "click", the head of the shovel broke off, the half-moon-shaped shovel head was stuck in the soil, and the handle was broken, leaving only a piece of wooden stick in his. In his hand, he shook his head in dissatisfaction: "What happened, why did you dig so smoothly, I broke the third shovel head!"

Jiang Sheng raised his head from the pit, his face was already full of black soil, which was washed with sweat, but he couldn't hide his joy, and said with a smile: "I said Duan joins the army, you look like you haven't planted any land before. I haven't swung a **** before, so I don't know what skills are needed to turn the soil in this field, I said, you should stop digging, digging again, I'm afraid that our shovel will be broken for you."

Duan Hong wiped the sweat from his forehead angrily: "After all, I'm from Xianbei, I've never planted land before, so I can only work on horseback, that's all, you're right, I won't waste these shovels anymore. Hurry up. Dig, I'll do this."

He said, picked up a large empty cloth bag from the side, opened the hole, grabbed the broken half of the shovel head, and shoveled the scattered soil piled up by the pit into the bag, connecting twenty to thirty After much effort, the cloth bag has swelled up, and it has become a large sand bag.

The two villagers ran over, lifted the sandbag, and threw it under the base of the city wall. At this moment, there were hundreds of sandbags piled up under the corner of the city wall, and some people simply put it away. These soil bags were thrown on the top of the rushing car. Although the people under the rushing car felt that the pressure on the shed was a little bigger, the arrows and falling rocks from the city head seemed to become more distant.

While digging, Jiang Sheng shook his head and said: "It's really a ghost, I have dug three feet in the ground, and I can't see the bottom of the city wall is empty. I said Duan Junjun, your situation can't be wrong, right? It's really here. Without a foundation?"

Duan Hong was a little unhappy, and said solemnly: "How can I talk nonsense about such a big thing? This is a mass grave below. If the original mountain body is not dug up, where will the pit come from?"

Jiang Sheng suddenly thought of something, stopped what he was doing, and turned to look at Duan Hong: "I said Duan joined the army, this is not right, even if there is really a mass grave below, we will not be able to dig enough to enter the city by then. The passage or the height of the tree can be erected, but a pile of dead bones is dug, not to mention that it is very unlucky, even if we dug it, it is not easy for us to erect a column. I'm afraid that if we can't stand up the tree, the wall will collapse and it will kill us all!"

Duan Hong was stunned for a moment, and then murmured, "Oh, yes, why did I miss this layer?!"

Jiang Sheng gritted his teeth: "Look, you still haven't thought about this level, don't talk about you, it's Wang Canjun, he was happy and didn't think about it for a while, I said Duan Canjun, this matter is important, don't do it. It's not good that the wood can't stand up, but it's going to be a big problem, you quickly go to Wang Canjun or even the commander to explain the situation and see how they solve it!"

Duan Hong stomped his foot angrily: "It's a big deal, it's a big deal, and it's no longer a tree. If you dig through this hole and enter the city, it will be a tunnel impact."

Jiang Sheng sighed: "We are all civilians and auxiliary soldiers. If you want to attack through this tunnel, you have to find elite soldiers. You can't control this matter, go to Wang Canjun and think of a way. Bar."

Duan Hong nodded: "Then you should hurry up and dig, no matter what, dig the bottom to the root first, otherwise, there will be no wood under the city wall and no access to the city. All the tricks are unnecessary."

Jiang Sheng said sternly: "Come on, I'll continue digging here!" He lowered his head, and another burst of mud flew over.

Duan Hong shook his head, threw away half of the shovel head in his hand, turned around and ran towards the rear. The two guards with shields kept following him, covering two large shields above his head and behind him. The sparse bows and arrows at the top of the city did not pose any threat to Duan Hong.

Duan Hong ran for about a hundred paces like this, and then he slowed down. The two sergeants behind him also put down their shields. The rush all the way made the three of them out of breath. Duan Hong turned around and looked at the The city wall murmured to himself: "What's going on here? It's supposed to be dug to the end, don't tell me..."

A sergeant holding a shield, with big eyes, just like his name, Liu Dayan, hooked the corners of his mouth: "I said Duan joined the army, I heard that those who were killed in the pit died miserably, and there will be resentment and ghosts. Don't leave, right?"

The other sergeant holding the shield was a yellow-faced, thirty-something-year-old Mazi, who was also named Chen Ermazi, put down the shield in his hand, and said angrily, "You kid has never been on the battlefield and never killed anyone. Have you ever seen a dead ghost begging for your life?"

Liu Dayan shook his head: "It's not the same, on the battlefield you kill me and I kill you, it's everyone's own, life and death are just a pleasure, and there is no resentment, but these dead ghosts, I heard that they are You must not be superborn, and if you are buried in it, you will not be able to breathe and you will not die immediately. It will be painful for a long time, so you will be very angry. Just like that Wulongkou, it is not buried alive for tens of thousands of sections..."

Having said that, he suddenly realized something and kept his mouth shut.

Duan Hong smiled sadly: "You are right, there are tens of thousands of men in my Duan clan, who believed in the **** of the old thief Murong, thinking that surrendering would save death, so he gave up resistance, but after leaving the city, all the men were trapped. If they were killed, the women would reward the soldiers of the Yan army, and my Duan clan was almost killed off. If it wasn’t for my father and grandfather leading the troops, I’m afraid the same result would have happened.”

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