Wang Gen stood behind the embankment of the Ganjiang River, looking at the familiar hometown behind him becoming Zeguo, and at the soldiers in the military camp not far away who were sleeping in the camp.

Listening to the sound of Da Ming Jian'er puffing in his ears, as well as the painful humming of retreating from the front line of the embankment to repair and recuperate his wounds, Wang Gen felt that he could do something and should do something.

That year, Gengchen Kedian test, he fell first, followed Hu Guang and these fellow villagers back to his hometown, and entered the Yamen of Jishui County as a Xu official.

He was reluctant to agree because he was not as shameless as Hu Guang, and he did not oppose because he really felt that the current emperor was a good emperor.

Wang Gen doesn't have much ambition, he doesn't take it seriously if he doesn't do it, he stays in the local errand and deals with the people at the grassroots level.

However, a rainstorm that has not been seen in decades or even centuries suddenly struck.

The Ganjiang River runs through the north and south of the river, the people of Ji'an Mansion are living next to the Ganjiang River, under the heavy rain earlier, Luling County has been flooded, and now the Ganjiang River bursts, and the entire Ji'an Mansion is gone.

The army of the Ming Dynasty came, rushed to repair the embankment along the Ganjiang River, and even blocked the flood mouth of the embankment with flesh and blood to prevent more floods from gushing out.

This scene of manpower and heaven fighting shocked Wang Gen's heart and touched him greatly.

Wang Gen decided to write down the story of this flood front line and tell it to more people!

Thinking that he was about to do it, Wang Gen turned around and went back to Jishui County, splashed the stagnant water in his study with a basin, wiped his hands clean, came to the bookcase, and solemnly lifted the pen.

On July 21, the fourth year of Jianwen, the Ji'an section of the Ganjiang River burst its embankment, flooding the land, and Ji'an Prefecture, known as the land of fish and rice, became Zeguo, and hundreds of villages outside the county were washed away, and tens of thousands of people were displaced.

This is a natural disaster, a natural disaster that is often seen in history, and since the beginning of the literature, the disasters in the land of China have not stopped.

Earth movements, floods, droughts, locusts, and heavenly fires emerge in an endless stream, and the ancestors do not know what to do, so they regard it as the anger of the heavens and the disgust of the heavens.

The ancestors regarded the calamity as a punishment from heaven, bowed their heads, and let them be slaughtered. The people died of cold and starvation, corpses were strewn all over the field, and the plague became a normal practice.

And in this year, there was a group of soldiers and martial arts who were indignant, and regarded this calamity as the fault of the sky, why did they hurt my people and destroy my homeland, it was this unyielding and unyielding, and set up a magnificent ambition to fight against the power of the sky with flesh and blood.

At the place of the Ji'an breach, tens of thousands of Ming generals held their arms and stood shoulder to shoulder, striding forward in the face of the impact of the flood peak, stepping on the mud, bathing in the turbid current and standing at the position of the breach, treating themselves as a levee, blocking the spread of the flood and forcing the flood to change its direction.

Since the time of the child, my Ming Jian'er has been soaked in water like this, and when he withdrew, the fur on his body fell off in pieces, and his miserable state made the viewers cry and empathize.

Gao Hong plugged the mouth, how easy it is to talk about it!

It's not so much a plug as a stopper. Dozens of soldiers carried the wood on their shoulders and plunged into the mud, filled with sandbags between the cross-sections, and then used the mortal fetus as the standing wood to support each other, carrying the impact of waves of floods.

When I came out of the county seat, the flood peak had been contained, and at the place where the camp was broken, there were already hundreds of children who had flooded the spring platform, the oldest of whom was only forty or four, and the youngest was only twenty-eight years old.

The parents are waiting in the high hall, the wife and children are leaning on the door and hoping that there will be no more filial sons and husbands to return. ”

Tears burst out, Wang Gen couldn't control his emotions, and suddenly burst into tears, and it took a long time to calm down and continue to write.

"Born as a citizen of Jiangxi, how can the matter of protecting the homeland be entrusted to the relatives, only this text is known to the world, and it is also the masterstroke of Gen."

After folding the letter, Wang Gen walked out of the study, saw his wife head-on, and solemnly put the letter in the latter's hand.

"For the husband, I want to go to the front line of the flood situation."

Although he is thin, he dares to try to save the day!

The wife covered her mouth and kept shaking her head and persuaded bitterly: "How old is the child, you go, what will the child do in the future?" ”

Child?

Wang Gen was slightly stunned, and then smiled.

"If I don't go, I can protect my son, and if I go, I can protect ten people and hundreds of people, so that I can die a well-deserved death."

After that, he took a deep look at his wife, turned around and left, his steps firm and resolute.

Such a life, a well-deserved death!

"Catch! Catch! ”

In Dehua County, Jiujiang Prefecture, a large group of shirtless athletes are cheering with their necks high, and a sturdy young man with scars and arrow sores all over his body is raising his hands high, and in his hands is a two- or three-year-old child who is crying.

The Yangtze River burst its embankment, hundreds of villages outside the city wall of Jiujiang Mansion were swept away, Zhu Di, who was sitting in Nanchang, ordered to save people with all his might, and the Ming soldiers who blocked the gap were divided into a part, wading everywhere to find the people who asked for help.

"Haha, the little guy's voice is quite loud."

Zhu Gaoxu put the child on his neck, and walked step by step in the direction of the county seat in the deep water, and the soldiers beside him had the intention to tease him, but suddenly his legs were weak and he fell into the mud.

From 18 July to now, this search and rescue team has not closed its eyes for four days.

The comrades-in-arms beside him hurriedly stepped forward to help, but when they reached out and touched it, they suddenly froze.

"He's dead."

Zhu Gaoxu's steps paused in the air, and then fell firmly, but two tears flowed from his eyes.

He has been fighting with Zhu Di in the north since he was a child, and he has seen too many dead comrades-in-arms, and it stands to reason that he has already been hard-hearted, but these days, he has lost too many siblings, and none of these people died under the sword like war, they all died of exhaustion and choking, and even died of pain.

After soaking in the water for a long time, the skin and flesh on the body have already exploded, and the white is like tofu, and you can pierce it with your fingers!

Sending the child to the county seat, Zhu Gaoxu turned around and planned to continue, but as soon as he took a step, he knelt on the ground in a dejected manner, and the beads of sweat couldn't stop oozing from his forehead, and his whole body was even more swaying.

"It's okay."

Beside him, his comrades-in-arms helped Zhu Gaochu up, dragged him to a platform, and found a pot of hot tea from a nearby house.

"Gentlemen, let's have something to eat."

Many people came over, carrying a bamboo basket with yellowed multigrain steamed buns.

The official warehouses in various provinces have long been fully opened, and truckloads and boats of grain are continuously being transported to Jiangxi, but now the roads in Jiangxi are muddy, where can they be delivered to the people's homes in just ten days, and the local official warehouses in Jiangxi will naturally give priority to supplying hundreds of thousands of troops, and at least within half a month, the local people in Jiangxi will have to rely on their own strength to survive.

Pinching the steamed buns, Zhu Gaoxu devoured and chewed, ate three in a row and finally recovered some strength, staggered up to continue, but found that many of his comrades-in-arms around him did not know whether they were unconscious or asleep or dead, after eating the steamed buns, they all lay on the platform and did not move, only a few strong soldiers remained awake.

"Let's take a break, Master Jun."

An old farmer choked back tears, and suddenly knelt down coldly in the direction of Zhu Gaoxu, and then all the people knelt down.

"We don't have anything to repay the military master, so we will kowtow a few times, thank you for the military master's life-saving grace."

"Get up, get up, get up quickly."

Zhu Gaoxu hurriedly ran over to help.

When the old farmer raised his head, he was already in tears: "Master Jun, if it weren't for you, my child would have died!" We will never forget your great kindness in our lives, and we have never seen a soldier like a soldier! ”

Zhu Gaoxu was silent, and then sat on the ground with a dejected ass, laughing at himself: "How many people have we saved, the dead, and the more who were washed away by the flood, incompetent, incompetent!" ”

The scene of those children who were only a few years old being washed away passed in front of Zhu Gaoxu's eyes, and the iron-beaten man suddenly burst into tears.

Obviously he has tried his best, but he still can't save it, this gap makes Zhu Gaoxu not know how to face it, and these people are still thanking him.

After resting for an hour, most of the Ming army team on the platform was shouted by Zhu Gaoxu, and a few people did not wake up, and maybe, they will never wake up.

"Your surname is Zhu?"

When the soldier next to Zhu Gaochu sat up, he glanced at a waist tag on Zhu Gaoxu's waist, and asked curiously, "What's your name?" ”

"Zhu Gaoxu."

Zhu Gaoxu looked down, and then said in surprise: "Do you know words?" ”

"Hey, who do you look down on?"

A touch of pride appeared on the soldier's immature face: "In the first two years, I also studied in the countryside for two years. ”

If you have read a township school, that is, you have a lot of furniture, otherwise where would ordinary people read a book, let alone go to a township school or county school.

"Then why do you want to be a soldier?"

"Didn't you read the newspaper at the beginning of this year?"

The young soldier looked at him with admiration: "I read the article of His Majesty the Emperor at the beginning of the year, so I came to be a soldier, it's good to be a soldier, expand the territory, protect the family and defend the country, hey, awesome!" ”

"I didn't know that being a soldier would be dangerous?"

"Hush."

With a pouting of disdain, the warrior held his head high: "Isn't it just a death left and right?" Gong Wen said that no one has died in life since ancient times. ”

"Yo, I've even learned Wen Tianxiang's poems." Zhu Gaoxu patted the soldier's shoulder, "Ambition, I admire you, what is your name." ”

"Hu Yin, Huguang people."

"Okay, I remember the name."

As Zhu Gaoxu spoke, he took off his waist card and handed it to Hu Yin: "Give it to you, you will have the opportunity to drink with me in the future." ”

The soldier took the waist card and glanced at it, and the words 'Gaoyang County King Order' made him tremble.

"You are?"

Thinking of Zhu Gaoxu's name, the words in his mouth trembled: "Are you a clan relative?" ”

Zhu Gaoxu smiled heartily: "Count it up, I am the cousin of the current emperor, and the two of us are a grandfather." ”

A grandfather, apart from the founding emperor Taizu Zhu Hongwu, which grandfather can it be?

Hu Yin was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he was about to bow down, but he was hugged by Zhu Gaoxu.

"But here, like you, I'm a soldier."

Hu Yin swallowed his saliva, suppressed the excitement in his heart, and then looked at Zhu Gaoxu's naked chest, and didn't believe it.

"You're lying to me, if you're the younger brother of Emperor Laozi, why do you have so many injuries on your body?"

The emperor's younger brother, the prince of the Ming Dynasty, how could there be so many wounds on his body?

"That's what you say?"

The scar is a man's military medal, and Zhu Gaoxu pointed to the injury on his body, and his face soared.

"This is a Tatar shot wound, this is a personal soldier of Ghost Lichi, this is what I left behind in the southwest last year, a group of mountain monkeys who attacked the city, and this."

The origin of each scar, Zhu Gaoxu said vividly: "I have followed my father to the battlefield since I was thirteen years old, you don't know, the chopping knife is taller than me, and I pick it up as if I was playing." ”

The two chatted a few more words, mainly because Zhu Gaochu said that Hu Yin was almost fascinated by it, listening to Zhu Gaoxu's career as a horse for so many years, his excited eyes were full of admiration.

"Okay, I'll tell you more when I have a life to live in the future."

Zhu Gaochi got up and shouted: "Brothers, let's go." ”

The flood had not yet receded, and it was not yet time for them to rest.

"Let's leave a name, soldiers."

Seeing that Zhu Gaoxu and his entourage were leaving, these people said when they saw them off: "We want to set up an immortal tablet for all military masters." ”

Dozens of soldiers looked at each other, and a touch of pride appeared on their faces.

"Uncle, our name is the Ming National Defense Army, and we are the soldiers of the people."

The Ming National Defense Army, the people's soldiers!

This is the name of this group of Da Ming Erlang!