Zhu Jue was hiding in a tree nest. The dense leaves blocked the rain above his head, allowing him to dare to look through the window during heavy rain without fear of being suddenly blown away and losing his life.
Amidst the extremely monotonous and hypnotic sound of the rain, through the heavy rain curtains, he could barely see the scene not far away: the Great Wall winding like a long worm, now as dark as a dark A line drawn by a letter pen on the canvas. Looking carefully, the Great Wall and the low hills at its feet have now turned into a peninsula. Not far away, to the east, west and north, are all vast oceans, surrounding the peninsula. Only in the south is there land extending to the south. The distance cannot be seen clearly.
Even the Qinghe River not far away has changed drastically. The boundary of the river is no longer clear, because the river surface and the pool formed by the accumulation of rainwater are completely connected together. For a time, water and land are confused, and heaven and earth are one. The turbid water surface is not calm. Not only are the big raindrops causing dense and endless ripples, but the non-stop wind also blows out waves that are as powerful and fixed as ocean currents. For a moment, Zhu Jue seemed to feel that this place had been the rolling Yellow Sea since ancient times, and that the fertile land and the sparkling Qinghe River were just a dream...
When his thoughts returned to reality, Zhu Jue couldn't help but feel lucky. If it weren't for the Great Wall defense line and the allied army camps that were originally built to take advantage of the geographical location to block the enemy, so the locations were chosen to be relatively high and close to the Qing River for easy drainage, I'm afraid that at this moment The Great Wall, the camp, and the millions of troops inside will all turn into ghosts in the water.
The rain came so suddenly, and was so ruthless and long-lasting that no one expected it. This is obviously a typhoon rain, accompanied by strong southwesterly winds. It is very different from the heavy rains that are common in summer thunderstorms. Although it lacks the shock of lightning and thunder, it lasts for a long time, as if the typhoon has wandered and stayed here for a long time.
It has been two days and one night, and there is still no sign of the rain and storm weakening. Zhu Jue is worried. He knows that the impact of the typhoon can cover much larger areas than the entire region, which means that the whole country of the Ant Alliance and the Civilized Ant The control ranges of clan allies are all in the precipitation area. If there is such a depth of water accumulation everywhere, even nest cities with good drainage systems will not be able to hold on. Those nests with slightly lower terrain will probably be destroyed.
Heavy rain and strong winds cut off air communications, and Zhu Jue could not receive local intelligence. He could only hope that the well-trained and well-organized soldiers and civilians of the Ant Alliance could save themselves and reduce losses as much as possible. But he also knew that even with the most optimistic estimate, the Ant Alliance would suffer heavy losses!
The rain came too suddenly, and the sudden change in air pressure left only a short time for the ants to save lives and precious necessary supplies. Even the current coalition camp has suddenly lost two-thirds of the food and grass and half of the military supplies stored in low-lying nests and warehouses. Even if the flood recedes and the soaked food and supplies are rescued, only a small amount will still be available. Energy waste utilization. It can be said that Zhu Jue's carefully planned counterattack on the Western Front suffered a major setback before it even started.
But nature is fair. Not only the ants are in crisis, but other creatures are also in difficulty, encounter danger, and are even forced into desperate situations - including those destroyers!
After the rain finally subsided on the fourth day, countless flying knights braved the danger of drizzle and strong winds that still blew from time to time and insisted on taking off. They passed the latest information to each other in a timely manner, and the smooth flow of information was restored as soon as possible. Finally, it was collected into the hands of Zhu Jue and other high-ranking officials and generals.
"Rambo Fly III" was pleasantly surprised to learn that the Destroyer army was stationed on a lower ground after their retreat. Only a little bit of the top of the nest that was flooded this time was left above the water. This small place was still crowded with people who would rather endure it. Even the drizzle has to hide from the destroyers of the flood. Now only a few thousand of the 100,000 destroyers are left in front of me. They huddle together and suffer. They look extremely miserable and pitiful. They can't see the arrogance and rampant cruelty they once had!
The even greater good news came from "under the tree". The Northeast guerrilla zone became the hardest hit area due to the terrain. However, after all, there were some guerrilla nests deliberately built in remote and dangerous places to avoid the daily patrols of the Destroyer. At a high altitude, he escaped this disaster as a blessing in disguise, and "Under the Tree" did not become the second top commander in the region to die in the line of duty in a short period of time. However, the Destroyer reinforcements that were gathering and marching on the wide plains had no place to hide. The flying knights did not find any trace of the Destroyer army after repeated investigations. Instead, they saw many Destroyer corpses in some floating objects gathering places, and even some There were giant orange crab carcasses, rotting and attracting flies. Judging from these signs, the Destroyer's reinforcements have all been buried in the belly of the fish!
As a result, there are only a few thousand remnants of the 100,000 Destroyers left, and the reinforcement group of more than 300,000 Destroyers in the northeast seems to have been completely wiped out, while the two major strongholds on the north bank of the Qinghe River in the Ant Alliance - and although there were greater losses , but in the end survived it safely and retained its objective strength. The strategic situation in the northern theater was completely reversed at once!
There is no need to ask Zhu Jue for instructions. "Rambo Fei III" has the authority to mobilize his troops to take the initiative in the northern theater. In addition, when the rain is heavy, there are two giant bamboo ships and a fleet of walnut ship transport teams taking shelter in the natural shelter of the peninsula. Rain, "Rambo Fly III" will commandeer them all.
After replenishing the fleet with necessary firearms, ammunition, and food, this mixed fleet set off carrying three legions of the Angel King warriors. Prepare to take the opportunity to destroy this group of destroyers that have brought great harm!
Under the guidance of the flying knight, the mixed fleet avoided obstacles and sailed toward the destination in a zigzag route. Because the wind direction was unfavorable and dangerous, neither the giant bamboo ship nor the walnut ship had sails, and could only rely on the traction of dragonflies and bees brought in to move slowly. But fortunately, the water surface was calm, there was no countercurrent along the way, and the speed was acceptable.
At this time, the land was completely covered with water, and the floods would not recede in a short time. The ant track that originally led there had long since disappeared. Only the trunks and crowns of trees, taller shrubs, and mounds of boulders were exposed above the water. The fleet is sailing among them. If Zhu Jue sees this scene, he may think of the scene in his previous life when he took a cruise ship through the forested islands in Qiandao Lake.
It's also possible that he can't remember it. After all, his memories of past lives as humans are now even more blurry...
