Chapter 384 The Boring Mountain

The army was only two days away from reaching Naxi County, Luzhou. But it started to rain. Zhu Gaoxu ordered the army to camp in and around a small town called Jiangmenji, waiting for the rain to stop.

There was no wind in the air, and the drizzle was drizzling. From a distance, it looked like rain or fog, just like the plum rain. The climate in Sichuan was indeed different from that in Beijing and Yunnan. It was still October, and it rarely rained in places like Beijing, let alone this kind of continuous drizzle.

The road gradually became muddy. Zhu Gaoxu's boots and calves were covered with mud, and there were even spots of mud on his back, as if it had been splashed on his body while he was walking.

The soldiers requisitioned a tile-roofed house as the headquarters of the army. Zhu Gaoxu and his companions walked into the small town occupied by the army and saw moss growing on the stone slabs on the roadside. The streets and houses in the rain looked quie