In addition to unavoidable natural disasters, crazy people are always trying to use power that they cannot overcome, and drown themselves time and time again!

She bared her fangs and swung her tail, eager to break through the shackles again!

The light knight who received a heavy reward accelerated the excavation, and the light knight of Dongjun, who did not want to see his hometown reduced to Zeguo, also began to draw his sword and fight with Zhang Ao's cronies.

In the midst of this chaos, a firework suddenly rose into the sky and exploded over the mouth of the gourd!

This is the signal for the Qin army to fight at night and become a custom.

Dawn is approaching, with the white light on the horizon and the sound of footsteps, a black army appears around the mouth of the gourd, forming a siege and pressing towards the light heroes!

"I knew you would come and dig the embankment!"

Guan Ying was naturally the captain of this Qin army.

Duke Xia also sent advisers from the Winged Battalion to the troops attacking Wei. Since the river was near the river, they naturally calculated the pros and cons of breaking the dikes and flooding Puyang...

The conclusion was that the consequences were beyond their control, so they gave up the idea, but Guan Ying kept an eye on it: "If the Wei people are desperate, will they break the dike?"

He sent scouts to monitor near the entrance of the gourd, which was most likely to be in danger, and sure enough, Zhang Ao arrived.

Guan Ying's gloomy face was hidden behind his thick armor. He looked at the young man jumping on the river bank, like a group of grinning termites on the embankment. It made people want to reach out and crush him to death!

"Drive those people down the river to sacrifice to the river god!"

…

The battle lasted for an hour, and the Qin army was overwhelming. The young knights were dying and falling. Zhang Ao was also hit by several arrows, stumbled into the river, and was swallowed up by the turbid water.

When there was no more Wei people on the river embankment, the river became calm again.

The work began again, this time the Qin soldiers threatened the prisoners and used the sticky bones and blood of their dead companions as pulp, mixed with the sand and soil of the river, to repair the excavated embankments.

As the shackles were tightened again, the dragon, whose eyes were already wide open, closed his eyes in disappointment.

She fell into deep sleep again.

We can only wait, wait for the next natural disaster that occurs once in a century, and wait for the next crazier man-made disaster!

Only the river continues to flow, like the deep snoring of a dragon.

Whether it's clear or turbid.

Is it a disaster or a blessing?

She will accompany the Chinese civilization in its youth forever!

…

PS:

I didn’t expect it! I wrote it when I got back early, and posted it as soon as I finished it. This chapter is considered 6.30.

Because the author was constantly mumbling, I couldn't finish the book in June. I was so angry that I had to continue it in July. It's the final finishing stage, and I hope to finish it in mid-July.
Chapter completed!