The yellow cloth is a flag, a banner that Liu Jun will never abandon together with all the officers and soldiers fighting the flood.

Cai Tinggan didn't have any words, nodded heavily, and then quickly asked people to remove the Yellow Dragon Flag and replace it with this Liu Jun flag.

The steam had reached its peak, and after a while, the Fulong, which had reached a speed of 23 knots, began to increase its horsepower and headed for Heze along with the three torpedo boats on the left, left, second, and right.

Along the way, Liu Jun could see that from time to time, there were a lot of trees and weeds rolling down, and among them, there were also some house shelves. There are even whitened corpses blistered.

It's late, it's still late, closing his eyes in pain, Liu Jun kept blaming himself, if he could have paid a little attention to the reports from all over the country and prepared in advance, then it would be impossible for these people to die.

Just now, Liu Jun saw a woman in gray cloth clothes, about twenty-three or four, wearing gray flower cloth clothes, raising her hands and holding her child in the air.

Wow, Liu Jun couldn't control it, and he squatted in pain. The guilt in my heart is even greater.

The torpedo boat moved on. Finally, there was one thing that did not disappoint Liu Jun, that is, along the way, the Qing troops from all over the place he had notified had already arrived at the scene, and they were planting the Yellow Dragon Flag of the Qing Army, and under the command of the officer, they were desperately putting the sacks containing soil and sand on the embankment that had been fixed with wooden piles.

On the most dangerous embankments in the Yellow River section of Binzhou, tens of thousands of soldiers are working with the people to transport bags full of sand to the embankments for accumulation, including the Liaodong Army wearing gray military uniforms and big caps, and five battalions of the Qing Army from Weifang.

The Qing army and the Liaodong army worked together, if this was in peacetime, it would sound like a joke, you know, the troops of the imperial court, and the Liaodong army used to be your mortal enemy.

It used to be the past, and now, the people are about to be threatened by floods, and as the officers and soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, there is no reason not to help.

This is not because the Qing army has a high consciousness, but because Liu Jun's orders are too bluffing. Without all his might, the officer was shot.

Woo woo. A few whistles in the distance came to mind.

Lin Taizeng, who was picking up a hoe and slapping the embankment, raised his head, and immediately saw several torpedo boats coming downstream.

Strange, the torpedo boats have already gone to Texas, where are these torpedo boats going, thinking of this, Lin Tai once put down the hoe in his hand and let the adjutant on the side go to the telescope.

In the telescope, it can be clearly seen that it is the team of the first detachment of torpedo boats of the naval division.

The first detachment, which was accompanied by the warship Hashidate, why did it sail here. There must be something wrong with this, Lin Tai pondered for a moment and began to look at it carefully again.

Sure enough, he saw that the Yellow Dragon Flag, which had been hanging on the mast, had suddenly been replaced with a flag, and that flag.

"The marshal is with you." Whisper the words above. Lin Taizeng's fingers shook suddenly, he knew that Liu Jun must be on the Fulong.

"Brothers, the handsome man is here." A shout immediately startled the Liaodong Army and the Qing Army who were carrying sandbags around them.

The ordinary soldiers of the Qing army did not have much influence on Liu Jun and the words Dashuai, at best they were a big official, but for the Liaodong Army, the words Dashuai were the source of spiritual strength.

With a snap, the Liaodong Army suddenly put down everything in their hands and began to salute the Fulong, which was slowly passing.

"Head, the first division is saluting you, you see how you reply." In the porthole of the Fulong, Zhong Lin put down the telescope in his hand.

How to reply, Liu Jun frowned, and now the more he goes up, the more turbulent the water becomes. Cai Tinggan had already reminded Liu Jun that he could not be on the upper deck. If you want to go out, it must be difficult for Cai Ting to do.

Turning his head, Liu Jun suddenly saw the Green machine gun on the side chord of the upper deck outside.

"Go, shoot a few shots, and let them know that I, Liu Jun, am with them.

Tata Tower...... Tata Tower. The characteristic fury of the Grimm cannon began to roar. On behalf of Liu Jun, he began to return salutes with the soldiers on both sides of the strait.

The Fulong did not stop, but quickly crossed Binzhou, and a day later, Liu Jun and the torpedo boats escorted by him reached the boundary of Jiyang......

Anger, Liu Jun now has anger in his heart. It has traveled nearly 50 kilometers in the waters around Jiyang, and along the way, not to mention the Qing army on both sides of the embankment, not a single ghost shadow has been seen.

It seems that I have to cut off a few heads today to make this group of people move, and Liu Jun's eyes are obviously moving.

He had already ordered the Jiyang officials and the local garrison to strengthen the embankment, but until now, there was no one, and it was obvious that the garrison and county officials in the Jiyang area did not take this order seriously at all.

"How long does it take to get to Jiyang?" The cold tone made the people around him already feel that something was wrong.

Zhong Lin always knew Liu Jun, and he knew what Liu Jun's tone represented.

"Head, there are about two hours left, we will be able to go ashore, and then we will be able to reach Jiyang.

"Okay, Lao Tzu has to see who dares to disobey the orders of me and the governor of Shandong.

Today, it is his thirtieth birthday, and the local gentlemen and generals of the garrison in Jiyang area have been invited by him, and they are sitting in the hall to watch the stage of singing in the courtyard opposite the audience.

This Yehra Bomur did not take the exam, and second, he did not know how to read, so he was able to sit in the position of the prefect. Mainly relied on his aunt Cixi, who was too biased to be biased, and the surrounding garrison generals valued this relationship even more and came here.

In fact, he had already received the orders issued by Liu Jun and the governor of Shandong, but in the eyes of Yehra Bomur and Naxiang, the general soldier of Jiyang, this was nothing.

In their opinion, Liu Jun and the governor of Shandong are doing this too much, not just a few refugees will die, or there will be a flood, what's the big deal, they are preparing to rely on this opportunity to make a good fortune.

Yehra Bomur thinks that he is the nephew of Lafayette today, what's wrong. Liu Jun didn't dare to move himself, not to mention, Heze was so far away, Jinan and Liaodong would not come so far, so after receiving the order, he not only did not prevent the people from evacuating and directing all the relevant personnel to go to the embankment, but made a birthday wine for himself in the government office.

A gunshot rang out, and the crowd who were shouting loudly was stunned, and before Yehra Bomur had time to react to what was going on, he saw a group of people dressed in white with big white caps on their heads, and a group of people wearing gray military uniforms and steel helmets on their heads, under the command of a slightly chubby officer, broke into the palace.

"Bold, who are you, dare to break into the government without permission, do you want to rebel?" was disturbed by the natural naturalist who was so angry that he stood up and scolded.

When the auspicious man next to him shook his wit and trembled, he was a soldier, and he knew that these people, who were they.

This is the officers and soldiers of the Beiyang Naval Division and the most elite guard regiment in Liaodong.

Since there is a guard regiment, there can only be one explanation, and that is that the king of Liaodong is here.

Gently tugged a few times on the roaring Bomur who was there , Na Xiang wanted to remind him not to be stubborn at this time, but the angry Bomur was still there to care about this, and where did he start to shout insults.

No one answered him, and the group of people went straight to the hall, and they didn't look at Bomur, and suddenly, the slightly chubby man opened his mouth and asked: "Jiyang General Soldier Naxiang, who is Jiyang Governor Yehela Bomur, stand up." ”

There is some icy tone in the coldness. Although he doesn't know how to read, he knows an unspoken rule of officialdom, and if he can directly hand over his name instead of an adult, it proves that the other party's level is much bigger than himself.

"Humble position, Jiyang Governor Yehra Bomur."

"The last general Jiyang General Na Xiang."

Before the two of them finished speaking, the slightly chubby man suddenly determined something, raised his hand, beckoned the soldiers behind, and said coldly: "Tie me up." ”