Facing the raging Yellow River, the human power seemed extremely small, and there was only the way to escape in front of Tianwei.

The instinct of survival defeated the thoughts of being unable to leave his hometown. Countless people took their families and gave up their life-long small homes and fled to a distant foreign land.

The people have no direction to escape. Most people run towards places without water, but as a result, people come quickly without water. Many people turn into corpses and are swept by floods to places where they cannot escape. The flood with turbid mud and sand is like the most cruel and unjust tyrant.

The floods of the Yellow River washed away most of the dams along the way, and the number of people drowned and starved to death continued to increase. If Hou Xuanyan had not taken measures, more people would have died.

The corpse is soaked in water, which is swelling and looks particularly scary. Moreover, after the corpse is rotten, it is easy to cause plague. In addition, it is washed away by water, which accelerates the spread of the plague.

Hou Xuanyan covered his face with a white cloth and directed his men to salvage, bury and burn the bodies. It is foreseeable that this mess will take no time to deal with. The sad atmosphere filled the land of Lu Yu, and everyone had a sad face that could not be dissipated.

Widths of blue smoke rose into the sky, countless corpses were burned, and a desolate feeling that seemed to the arrival of the doomsday lingered in front of Hou Xuanyan's eyes.

The sunset slowly sinks, and the bright moon can't wait to rise. The sun and the moon are separated by the sky. The black birds eating carrion have stopped on the branches. The soldiers and generals whose horses' hooves are deeply trapped in the mud are whipping the war horses in anger, unable to move forward. It is even more difficult to transport the military rations outside.

Hou Xuanyan had decided to withdraw from this quagmire first and slowly gather the refugees, otherwise these people would die without a place to die in the northern expedition. Moreover, the supplies could not be transported in, and the troops would be exhausted if they had passed through this yellow area.

A spy in black clothes and black armor came to Hou Xuanyan, bowed his fists and said, "Duke, news came from the Central Plains that Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, and Shang Kexi, the three feudals attacked Xiangyang, and Wu Sangui has led his troops to attack Hanzhong."

Hou Xuanyan interrupted: "Where is Brother Hao and Ajige?"

"The Fire Camp Northern Expedition to the Capital Capital, Dorgon transferred them back to the north, and now he has arrived at Daming Mansion."

Hou Xuanyan then realized that if Brother Hao and Ajige were still there, they would definitely not divide their troops to fight Hanzhong. Thinking of the northern expedition of the Fire Camp, Hou Xuanyan felt a little uneasy. This was the only thing that was not in his plan.

"Du Yinxi has been in Xiangyang for two years, and facing the extremely vicious four feudal families has also made him suffer." Hou Xuanyan stood up and looked at the West and said, "Although the quagmire here is troublesome, there is nothing big. It's time to go back to Jingxiang for a walk."

Jingxiang carries too many memories. Hou Xuanyan fought the battle of fame from where. In one battle, he destroyed the traitors green camp soldiers who were dependent on the south invasion of the Qing Dynasty, and fought half of the country to rest assured. That battle of national fortune was still full of excitement when I remembered it. The Jedi counterattack under Changsha City and blew up the city walls and suspension bridges. What a courage. Since then, the Ming army has been in the northern expedition, and there has never been a large-scale Qing Dynasty invasion, and the offensive and defensive momentum has been reversed.

In the distance, Xia Wanchun and a few of his subordinates rushed here slowly, buried half of his calf in the mud and sand, responding to the difficult step.

"General, the fleeing army has crossed this quagmire, and only those who are falling behind are left. I will leave three thousand people to slowly guide them."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "I am going to Jingxiang. The four feudal families have begun to siege Xiangyang. This time it has been really done. You stay here to repair and clear the floods, minimize the losses, and most importantly, don't destroy other prefectures."

Xia Wanchun nodded heavily. It can be imagined that Jing Xiang will inevitably have another fierce battle, but unfortunately he is destined to be unable to catch up this time.

Seeing that he looked lonely, Hou Xuanyan comforted him, saying, "Brother Duan, Wu Sangui digs the Yellow River and becomes the enemy of the people of Lu and Yu. Nearly one million people here hate him to the core, and they will naturally count the accounts on the Tartars. You can recruit troops here and let them deal with the local enemies by themselves, as long as we send some basic weapons. Even if we recruit Min Zhuang, this is also a group of the most fighting spirit Min Zhuang. Fighting to restore their homeland, there is great potential for this."

Xia Wanchun smiled and said, "Don't worry, the general commander, Wu Sangui is at the end of his journey. Since ancient times, those who use water as soldiers to break the dikes of the Yellow River have reached the point where they have ended up, and they will risk the world's worst and do such a bad thing. From then on, there will be no longer a foothold in this land. Although they have successfully blocked our Northern Expedition, they are already equivalent to digging their own graves."

Hou Xuanyan stood up, patted his shoulder, and turned around and rushed to Xuzhou with his personal soldiers.

After soaking for a day, my feet were sore and painful, and I walked like I was stepping on a nail board. Hou Xuanyan gritted his teeth and walked out for seven or eight miles before reaching a slightly dry road. Following this high terrain, Hou Xuanyan changed his shoes and rode southward. The rivers in Xuzhou Prefecture were crisscrossing and had strong flood discharge capabilities, but the water of the Yellow River was really mixed with too much mud and sand, and the rivers that were always clear also became yellow and turbid.

There are curses everywhere in Xuzhou. The people of Xuzhou are cursing in a strange and unpleasant way. The scalp is numb to hear all kinds of dirty words. The rich words reflect the wisdom of the people of Xuzhou, and the extremely fast speech speed shows the people of Xuzhou.

Hou Xuanyan was riding on the horse and could still hear many curses on both sides of the road. The breaking of the Yellow River was equivalent to voluntarily abandoning the hearts of the people. From then on, this area was not managed for decades, and it was difficult to restore people's livelihood.

When he arrived at the riverside, the personal soldiers who were exploring the way had arranged the ship. Hou Xuanyan led the crowd to board the ship and went down the river. In the spacious cabin, Hou Xuanyan took off his shoes, sat on the head of the bed and cut off the white dead skin with a knife, and finally left the mud. The ordinary dry feeling in the past is now like he has arrived in heaven.

All rivers in Xuzhou were extremely busy, and countless ships were shuttled through it, making the personal soldiers nervously guard it.

Yang Fujin's assassination made them pay great attention to the safety of the water, for fear that someone would use the same trick again, so they would knock Hou Xuanyan into the water.

In fact, even if Hou Xuanyan enters the water, he will not be seriously injured. After all, he is not a pregnant girl.
Chapter completed!