In the face of the raging Yellow River, manpower is incomparably small, and there is only one way to escape in front of this Tianwei.

The instinct to survive has overcome the idea of leaving their homeland, and countless people have abandoned their lifelong small homes and fled to distant foreign lands.

There is no direction for people to flee, and most of them run towards places where there is no water, and as a result, people flee faster without water. Many people were reduced to corpses, swept away by the flood and washed away where they could not escape. The flood with muddy sediment is like the most cruel tyrant.

The floodwaters of the Yellow River have breached most of the dikes along its way, and the number of people drowning and starving to death is increasing, and if it weren't for Hou Xuanyan's measures, many more would have died.

The swelling of the corpse in the water is terrifying, and when the corpse is decomposed, it can easily cause the plague. Coupled with the fact that the water was washed everywhere, it accelerated the spread of the plague.

Hou Xuanyan's face was covered with a white cloth, and he instructed his subordinates to salvage, bury, and burn the corpses. It is foreseeable that this mess does not know how long it will take to deal with it, and the sad atmosphere fills the land of Luyu, and everyone has a sad look on their faces.

Wisps of green smoke rose into the air, countless corpses were burned, and a sense of desolation as if the end had come lingered in front of Hou Xuanyan's eyes.

The sun was slowly sinking, and the moon was already rising into the sky, and the sun and moon were separated from each other in the sky, and the black flock of scavenging birds had stopped at the branches. The general, whose hooves were deep in the mud, whipped his horse angrily, unable to move an inch. It took even more effort to bring in the military rations from outside.

Hou Xuanyan has decided to withdraw from this quagmire first and slowly collect the refugees, otherwise these people will die without a place to bury themselves in the blind Northern Expedition. Moreover, the baggage could not be transported, and the soldiers and horses were exhausted after passing through this yellow flood area.

A spy in black armor came to Hou Xuanyan, clasped his fists and said: "Guogong, news has come from the Central Plains, Kong Youde, Geng Zhongming, and Shang Kexi have attacked Xiangyang, and Wu Sangui has already led troops to fight Hanzhong. ”

Hou Xuanyan interrupted: "What about Brother Hao and Azig? ”

"The Flame Camp marched north to Gyeonggi, and Dolgon transferred them back to the north, and now they have reached the Daimyo's Mansion."

Hou Xuanyan knew in his heart that if Brother Hao and Azig were still there, they would definitely not divide their troops to fight Hanzhong. Thinking of the northern expedition of the Agni Camp, Hou Xuanyan felt a little uneasy in his heart, this was the only thing that was not in his plan.

"Plug Yinxi has been guarding Xiangyang for two years, and he has suffered in the face of the extremely vicious four feudatories." Hou Xuanyan stood up, looked at the west and said, "Although the quagmire here is troublesome, it is not a big deal, it's time to go back to Jingxiang for a turn." ”

Jing Xiang carries too many memories, and Hou Xuanyan's famous battle was fought from there, and the battle wiped out the traitor green battalion soldiers who invaded south of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and half of the country was able to sit back and relax. That battle of national fortunes, I still feel agitated when I think about it again. The Jedi counterattack under the city of Changsha and blew up the suspension bridge of the city wall is what a courage. Since then, it has been the Northern Expedition of the Ming Army, and there has been no large-scale Manchu Southern Invasion, and the offensive and defensive trend has since reversed.

In the distance, Xia Wanchun took a few of his subordinates and slowly rushed to this side, half of his calf buried in the mud and sand, and he was struggling to respond.

"Commander, the fleeing army has crossed this quagmire, and only a few people are left behind, and I will leave three thousand people to slowly pick them up."

Hou Xuanyan nodded and said, "I'm going to Jingxiang, the four feudal clans have begun to besiege Xiangyang, and this time it's really moving." You stay here to repair and dredge the floods, minimize the damage, and most importantly, don't damage to other state capitals. ”

Xia Wanchun nodded heavily, it was conceivable that Jing Xiang was bound to be another vicious battle, but unfortunately this time he was destined to not catch up.

Hou Xuanyan saw that he looked lonely, and said with relief: "Brother Duan, Wu Sangui dug up the Yellow River, and he completely became the enemy of the people of Luyu. There are nearly a million people here who hate him to the core, and they will naturally count this account on the Tartars. You can recruit soldiers and horses here and let them deal with the local enemies on their own, as long as we give them some basic weapons. Even if it is to recruit Minzhuang, this is a group of the most combative Minzhuang, fighting to restore their homeland, this thing has a lot to do. ”

Xia Wanchun said with a smile: "Don't worry, Wu Sangui is at the end of the road, since ancient times, those who have used water as a soldier to break the embankment of the Yellow River have already reached the point where the mountains and rivers are exhausted, so they will risk the world's disapproval and do such a hurtful thing." From then on, there was no place for them in this land. Although they succeeded in blocking our Northern Expedition, they were already digging their own graves. ”

Hou Xuanyan stood up, patted him on the shoulder, turned around and rushed to Xuzhou with three thousand soldiers.

After soaking for a day, my feet were sore and sore, and I walked like stepping on a pegboard. Hou Xuanyan gritted his teeth and walked out of seven or eight miles, only to reach a slightly drier road, along this high-lying area, Hou Xuanyan changed his shoes and rode south. The rivers in Xuzhou Prefecture are vertical and horizontal, and have a strong flood discharge capacity, but the water of the Yellow River is really mixed with too much sediment, and several rivers that have always been clear have also become yellow and turbid.

On the boundary of Xuzhou, there is scolding everywhere, and the scolding of the people of Xuzhou is surprisingly ugly, and all kinds of foul language makes people's scalps numb. The rich vocabulary reflects the wisdom of the people of Xuzhou, and the extremely fast speed of speech shows the neatness of the people of Xuzhou.

Hou Xuanyan was riding on a horse, and he could still hear a lot of cursing on both sides of the road, and breaking the embankment of the Yellow River was equivalent to voluntarily abandoning the people's hearts. Since then, this area has not been governed for decades, and it is difficult to restore people's livelihood.

When they came to the river, the soldiers who were exploring the way had already arranged the boat, and Hou Xuanyan led the crowd to board the boat and go down the river. In the spacious cabin, Hou Xuanyan took off his shoes, sat at the head of the bed and cut off the whitened dead skin with a knife, and finally left the quagmire.

The various rivers in Xuzhou are extremely busy, and countless boats shuttle among them, making the soldiers nervously guarded.

Yang Fujin's assassination made them attach great importance to the safety on the water, for fear that someone would repeat their old tricks and knock Hou Xuanyan into the water.

In fact, even if Hou Xuanyan enters the water, it will not be a big problem, after all, he is not a pregnant girl.

Lying on the bed, the aches and pains all over my body hit together, and the fatigue that had been holding on for several days finally broke out. After a while, Hou Xuanyan in the cabin fell asleep, and in this sleep, he was getting closer and closer to Jinling after a long absence.