The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Yan Song was at the top of the city, and heard Li Zicheng's screams and grievances again. He looked up to the sky and laughed, and said to Li Zicheng: "Li Zicheng, you still suffer from lack of education! You know, Fengyang was built by Emperor Hongwu. The organizational system and scale of the capital city? Do you think that, with your knowledge, you can think of digging the embankment of the Huaihe River when besieging Fengyang, causing the Huaihe River to flow back into Fengyang, and with the wisdom and martial arts of Emperor Hongwu, you can't think of this level?"

When Li Zicheng heard this, his eyes were dull.

"That's right, that bastard Zhu Yuanzhang has so many capable generals under his command. Didn't he think that Fengyang is very close to the Huaihe River, so he needs to beware of the enemy's water attack?"

Li Zicheng murmured.

At the head of Fengyang City, 420, Pan Jixun smiled and stroked his beard and said, "Um, Mr. Yan Ge is right...cough cough, I am talking about Mr. Yan Ge from Beijing. As I said before, Fengyang is the central capital. The strategic location and status are extremely important. It is one of the three capitals of my Ming Dynasty, and it must be able to withstand the test of the Huaihe River's embankment. Therefore, when Fengyang City was actually built, the factor of the Huaihe River's embankment was fully considered. Everyone Look!"

He pointed at the city wall of Fengyang, and said earnestly and kindly: "What can everyone see?"

"Water gate!" An old man who is familiar with Fengyang suddenly realized: "Fengyang faces the direction of Huaihe River. There are [-] water gates in total, and each water gate is more than ten feet high, enough for two people to stand on top of each other."

Everyone couldn't wait to watch it, and found that it was really good. In the direction of the north gate of Fengyang, every few tens of meters, there was a huge water gate, which was more than one foot high, and could discharge the flood through the flood.

Pan Jixun smiled and said: "This is the credit of Emperor Hongwu. In order to build Fengyang, Emperor Hongwu used a total of 30 migrant workers. It took four years of non-stop work before the initial completion. This city is completely in accordance with the scale and design of the capital. , Regardless of the cost, it took tens of millions of taels of silver to carry out the construction."

"This design has applied many advanced concepts that cannot be applied in other cities. These water gates alone have fully considered the diversion and pressure guidance required for the arrival of the flood peak, and the mechanical design is very optimized and reasonable. In this way, the arrival of the flood peak will also be blocked by 19 water gates. The water gate, diverted away 7% to 8% of the power, cannot destroy the city wall."

Elizabeth admired this and said: "It turns out that the people of Ming Dynasty are smart and wise. More than 100 years ago, they understood the principle of using water gates to defend against floods."

Kou Baimen shouted: "I understand! Fengyang deliberately did not build a solid city wall, but built 19 large water gates, just to let Hongfeng pass through the city gates and pass through the city like a bridge?"

Pan Jixun nodded and said, "That's right. Everyone, look at the south gate."

He guided the gate: "The opposite direction of the south gate corresponds to the north gate. There are 19 identical water gates, and in the center of the two water gates is a wide river in the city, which is enough for the flood peak to pass through Fengyang and flow into the river on the other side. Flood discharge canals. In this way, even though Fengyang is hit by floods, it can still stand, and it will not even suffer much damage at all."

Everyone in Fengyang City was shocked.

Unexpectedly, our city is so advanced?

"Of course!" Pan Jixun smiled and said: "The design of Emperor Hongwu more than 100 years ago is not enough to make Fengyang perform so perfectly in front of Hong Feng. There is also a little credit (bddg) from Yan Ge and himself Oh (quiet flattering, squinting smile)."

He pointed to the three city gates that were all opened in the north, as well as the three south gates, the west gate and the east gate, and said with a smile:

"The so-called blocking is worse than sparse! This is my little experience in water control. I have proposed that all the city gates be opened wide, and everyone take refuge in the city walls and high places, and let the flood peak pass through the city. Yang does less damage."

Kou Baimen suddenly realized.

Unexpectedly, such a bursting flood, in front of Pan Jixun, a master of flood control, is as docile as a sheep, obedient and tame.

The people of Fengyang were filled with emotion.

"It is said that water and fire are ruthless, but in the face of Master Pan's incomparably rich experience in water control, they can still be tamed."

"Haha, the biggest difference between us in Fengyang and those unlucky people in the city is that we have water conservancy experts like Master Pan Jixun, while they are a group of ignorant and fearless fools!"

"Hee hee, blow up the dam by yourself and drown yourself, this kind of idiot is really rare!"

"God bless me, Fengyang, let us have a talent like Master Pan!"

Pan Jixun lowered his voice, and said to Yan Song: "Mr. Yan Ge, what kind of medicine are you selling in the gourd? How long do you plan to let me take the blame?"

Yan Song glanced at him: "This is a credit that no one else wants! After the battle, how about I remember your credit?"

Pan Jixun meaningfully glanced at Kou Baimen, who was full of admiration, and smiled: "It seems that Yan Ge always cares about beauties rather than wine."

Yan Song almost kicked him into the water, cursing: "You talk too much!"

The third wave of flood peaks also followed, rushing fiercely towards Fengyang.

But now Fengyang is not afraid at all.

The 19 water gates + 3 gates were all opened, allowing the flood to rush in and pass through the city. Although it caused some damage to the houses, the flood was like a raging dragon. Reluctantly becoming gentle and docile, he could only roar and rush in the waterways in the city, heading straight to the diversion channel to the south city, but there was nothing he could do with Fengyang City.

Yan Song heard a series of screams, looked down, and couldn't help being happy.

It turned out that the peasant army tied up with wooden rafts couldn't stand up in the turbulent current, and couldn't control the direction of the wooden rafts, so they crashed into the Fengyang City Wall one after another.

"No! Ahhh!" On the raft, She Tatian, who was paddling desperately to escape for his life, let out screams as he watched the flood rushing him towards the city wall of Fengyang.

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Chapter 1971 Ji Liao Iron Cavalry Arrives, Confused [7]

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The wooden raft hit the Fengyang city wall so hard that it was smashed to pieces.

She Tatian, the forceful king, fell into the water in an instant, struggled twice, and wanted to float up, but he was powerless at all. He could only risk his head, and was submerged by the flood peak.

Fengyang City kept hitting the wooden rafts, knocking strings of peasant troops into the water...

The corpse of the peasant army, floating on the river in the city, how can one word describe it as tragic...

Kou Baimen sighed and said, "They were all honest peasants, but they joined the Peasant Army after being fooled by Li Zicheng. It's so miserable."

Yan Song shrugged.When these people participated in the rebellion, they should have thought of today.

Yan Song has never been a virgin, he firmly believes that poor people must have something to hate.

Why did Yan Song instigate and secretly instigate Li Zicheng to dig the levee of the Kaihuai River?

Because Yan Song didn't want the main force of Ming Dynasty to be wasted on these peasant troops.

Although Ma Sanduo, Hu Zongxian and other elites have a winning rate of more than 9% against the peasant army, Yan Song does not want the power of the Ming elite to be wasted on these ignorant peasants.

Although Yan Song believes that wisdom lies in the people and that the common people are the creators of history, he also believes that there is a huge gap in intelligence between people.Should the country be governed by a small number of elites, should the common people...

Hehe, the people can let them know, but they can't let them know.