Early the next morning, the sky was pitch black, with lightning, thunder, wind and rain.
The wind was as fierce as a hurricane, and the rain never stopped.
The rain was like a stubborn child, refusing to listen to the words of the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother, and insisted on raining.
At this moment, the trees everywhere outside Yaozhou City were swayed by the strong wind, and the extremely strong wind caused these trees to bend their backs.
The flowers that had just bloomed were blown to pieces by the cruel wind and heavy rain.
This is not only true for the city of Yaozhou, but also for nearby cities and even the entire Jianglai Province.
Seeing strange phenomena that had not been seen in decades, and the words of those storytellers, almost half of the people in Yaozhou City had fled at this moment.
At this time, most of the people remaining in Yaozhou City are poor and disabled civilians. The rich and wealthy families have already fled southward with their belongings on their backs.
As the magistrate of a state and the official of the common people, Liu Zhizhou was still in the yamen, preparing for his escape.
As everyone knows, the heavy rains in the past few days and nights have not only occurred in Jiang Lai Province, but also in areas near the Mo River, but the territory involved is not under the control of the Mo Dynasty.
It was the heavy rains in the past few days and nights that caused the water level in the Mojiang River to rise day by day, almost as high as the ground.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder came to mind again, and even the people who were sleeping soundly would be awakened by the deafening thunder.
Outside Yaozhou City, dozens of soldiers patrolled the city gate nervously.
Even if they don't have the supervision of their superiors, they do have Eunuch Lei supervising them.
As long as you don't pay attention for a moment or yawn and want to be lazy, a deafening thunder will immediately lift your spirits.
Outside the city gate, a small soldier was observing the water flow by the Yangtze River.
Although the soldier is small, his survival and even his data are almost the lives of the people in Yaozhou City. If the report is wrong or not reported in time, it can be the lives of half of the people in Yaozhou City.
The soldier held a pamphlet in one hand, a writing brush in the other, a long knife around his waist, and a bamboo hat to record.
In front of my eyes, I could clearly see that it was pouring rain in the dark sky, and the water in the Mo River was rolling and breaking, and it was moving quickly in the same direction.
From time to time, several streaks of lightning appear in the sky, like curved ice flowers piercing the earth, which is very spectacular.
While the soldier was still calmly recording everything, when he looked up, he saw in his eyes: The Mojiang River in the distance was like a raging horse, stepping on the ground, splashing dust dozens of meters high and moving rapidly. Come this way.
It seems very spectacular, but in fact it is dangerous.
Seeing this, the soldier was stunned, his old eyes staring into the distance.
Before long, the turbulent water like a fierce horse was getting closer and closer.
I saw the soldier hurriedly grabbing the booklet and writing brush with both hands and running back while shouting.
"The flood is coming! The flood is coming!"
As soon as they heard the soldier's shout, everyone's hair stood on end and their spirits became concentrated.
After hearing this, the officer at the city gate looked at the soldiers running towards the city gate in a hurry, looked at the other soldiers in a panic, and shouted orders.
"Everyone! Close the city gate! Close the city gate!"
After hearing the chief's call, all the soldiers ran behind the city gate and prepared to close the city gate.
"Quick! Quick!"
Several soldiers shouted hurriedly to the soldier who was running over.
The soldier quickened his pace and used all his strength to cross the planks lying across the canal.
Seeing the soldier crossing the board, the other soldiers hurriedly turned the roller. The roller pulled the rope, and the rope pulled the board of the moat, slowly raised it, and closed it after a moment.
After the plank was erected, these soldiers worked together to push the city gate behind the plank.
Seeing that the turbulent Mojiang River was about to arrive, these soldiers all tried their best to fight.
Finally, with the concerted efforts of the soldiers, the city gate was closed.
Then, waves of turbulent Mojiang River rushed in, causing the city gate to move a little.
Fortunately, the city gate did not cause much damage under the protection of the board.
But the strong door could not resist the water, and the water came in smoothly along the gap in the door.
After seeing this, several soldiers took sandbags from the side and blocked the city gate.
Although they are called sandbags, most of these sandbags are made of soil. In addition, Jianglai has a humid climate, and the sand has turned into lumpy soil.
But what's wrong with the soil? From the looks of it, it's still somewhat useful.
The soldier had already arrived at Zhizhou Yamen.
"Liu Zhizhou! Liu Zhizhou!"
Shouts came into the yamen, and the urgent calls made Liu Zhizhou come out.
"What's the matter? But the water level is already level with the ground?" Master Zhizhou asked.
The soldier shook his head, his face full of panic. In addition, he had just run all the way and was barely breathing, and he couldn't say much.
After hearing this, the impatient Liu Zhizhou said: "Since the water level is not even with the ground, why are you panicking?!"
The soldier shook his head hurriedly, breathing heavily while speaking anxiously.
"Liu...Liu Zhizhou! The water of the Mo River...the water is rushing towards Yaozhou City...very...big."
After saying that, the soldier hurriedly took his breath.
"ah?"
Liu Zhizhou began to panic.
"Is the city gate closed?"
The soldier nodded: "The gate in the north of the city is closed, but the other three gates are not yet closed."
Hearing this, Liu Zhizhou said no more and hurriedly said: "Quick! Go and close the other three city gates. It will be difficult to rush into Yaozhou City."
After hearing this, the soldier stopped talking and ran away in a hurry.
Liu Zhizhou was worried, turned around, looked at the busy government officials, and gave an order:
"Go! You guys go and tell everyone to hide at home. The rest of you go to the city gate to send a message and ask them to close the city gate!"
"yes."
"Go quickly!"
This time, the water in the Mojiang River was very turbulent. It must have been several days of heavy rains that caused the water in the upper and middle reaches of the Mojiang River to increase. It was not until the lower reaches that some soil was brought along, which caused the river bottom to rise and the water to overflow.
The amount of water was so large that it suddenly rushed to most of the cities in Gangrai Province.
Many city gates that could not be closed in time allowed the river to flow into the city unbridled, causing casualties among some people.
Of course, the biggest losses are the seedlings.
These seedlings are the seeds saved by the people from the rice they planted the previous year.
Now in early March, sowing and seedling cultivation have begun in many places in Jianglai.
But such a flood washed down these seedlings and carried them several miles away.
The rice that had just been sown and had sprouted a few buds was washed away by the flood before it could grow into seedlings.
When the seedlings are gone, you can sow them again, but now how can the people under the Mo Dynasty replant them?
Due to the oppression of the landlords and the government, how much food they have left is left in their hands.
How much rice has been saved by these people who have been hungry for many times since the last rice harvest.
Almost all the people in the dynasty relied on the food grown by Jiang Lai.
Jianglai, located on the lower reaches of the Mojiang River, is known as the land of plenty.
Now that the newly sown rice is lost like this, it can be said to be a big problem for the country of Mo.
