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Zhu Ding, in the end, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't do anything, the laws of the Ming Dynasty are strict, even if the thirteen eunuchs, the commander of the Shadow Snake Guard, are a sideways figure in Beijing, but no one in the local area will buy his old face, and there are not even many people who know him; Even if the Jinyi guard can cut first and then play, and the big and small officials below the fifth rank can be arrested, but they can't open a night forbidden city gate.

Now it's only the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, although the Jinyi Guard is fierce, but most of the local officials are famous and Hongru, and Zhu Yuanzhang is half-begging to come out to be an official, and it is far from the era after the Yongle Dynasty, when a few eunuchs led a few eagle dogs to cover the sky with one hand.

At present, Jin Yiwei is at most a fierce dog, and although the eunuch is a close friend of the emperor, in the eyes of these upright scholars, these things that insult their ancestors are not as good as a dog.

At this time, Zhu Ding wished that he had not traveled to the Hongwu Dynasty, although he was also very disgusted with the eunuchs of the East and West factories and the Jinyi guards who had changed for the tiger, but at least at that time, they were able to open the gates of a city like Mingzhou in the hinterland in the middle of the night.

The roar of the sea rose, and the night sky, which was not bright and full of smoke and dust, became even more gloomy, followed by a pitch-black canopy, pressing down on the top.

Mingzhou City, it's over.

It's a natural disaster, but it's not human. Woe, if it weren't for the prefect Duan's rigid observance of the laws of the Ming Dynasty and the people sent by Zhu Ding and the waist cards they were holding into the stinky ditch, there would have been many fewer deaths, many, many deaths.

And now, with a population of nearly 100,000, how many can survive? Think about the Yangtze River or the Yellow River bursting its banks, and thousands of miles of red land abound.

And now, what Mingzhou has to endure is the wrath of the sea!

Mingzhou City, however, is like a closed urn, which contains weak creatures struggling to survive in the thin nutrients in the urn.

The wrath of the sea will break through this urn, but how many of the creatures in it will survive?

The city that had been used to protect them at this time, when the four gates were closed tightly, and the people of the city were still crying after the earthquake, became the shackles that cut them off from their last life.

Zhu Ding is now standing on the edge of this big urn, standing at the head of Mingzhou City, looking at the city that was rapidly swallowed by the rolling sea little by little, there was no panic, no anger, no unwillingness, it was surprisingly calm.

It is not the posture of a bystander, but the calmness of the party who has escaped to the commanding heights of the city.

His heart was telling him to do something, and he was really ready to do something, before the monstrous waves had even spread to Simon.

What Mingzhou City needs most now is a high ground that can accommodate those lives that have not been swallowed up by the merciless sea.

"I know that every guard and Jinyi guard will have a certain amount of gunpowder reserves, and I will blow up the city wall to give the water a cathartic gap, and I will also blow up an artificial mountain next to the gap, so that the people have a place to live.

Fortunately, the west of the city is the highest place in Minnesotah, and if you move fast enough, we may be able to save some lives.

Don't take your Majesty's prohibition that you are strictly forbidden to interfere in local government affairs and military affairs, and I don't want to rebel against the Ming Dynasty! ”

The old man Fang, who was standing beside Zhu Ding at the head of the city, was stunned as he listened to his grandson say those words that made him feel scared even when he thought about it, and looked at the former Yuan eunuch he rescued halfway in surprise, and without even arguing, he walked into the city gate tower, took over the defense of the west city gate almost instantly, and began to carry barrels of gunpowder to the city root.

Only then did he know that his good grandson Zhao Dabao, or, was not as simple as he had always thought.

With the cooperation of the soldiers at the city gate, and with the good hands of the thirteen eunuchs who could slide freely on the city wall with the ropes in their hands, it only took a short time to blast the city wall.

Fortunately, almost all the gunpowder in the entire Mingzhou City was concentrated in the West City Gate, which was the farthest from the sea; Unfortunately, even if all the gunpowder in Mingzhou City is combined, there are only a pitiful dozen barrels, and even if a groove is dug at the root of the wall, it will only blow up dozens of feet of the city wall, and this gap will not play a role in the anger of a harbor and the great water that almost fills a city.

Not to mention the so-called rockery that can accommodate refugees in such a short period of time.

But Zhu Ding's face was still calm, even if the roar of the water from the east of the city was clearly audible, even if he could already see the water crushing like a wall of water here, and he could feel the wetness that rushed to his face.

He insisted on keeping most of the city guards behind to make four huge "oars" from the thick wooden pillars obtained from the demolition of the city gatehouse, and even used the only means at his disposal to threaten the thirteen eunuchs.

He held a dagger from the subordinates of the thirteen eunuchs in his hand, against his neck, like a young girl who was powerless to resist the mob, and could only regard life and death as his only and last bargaining chip.

But Zhu Ding's face was very calm, his attitude was very stubborn, so stubborn that he completely ignored the cry from Old Man Fang.

The water is approaching, and the soldiers under the city who have used the broken walls of the city wall to fiddle into strange shapes on both sides of the gap in the city wall according to Zhu Ding's instructions have filled the little space left in the city one by one.

Zhu Ding finally spoke again, and gently threw the dagger on the ground.

"Fix the four big oars on both sides of the gap, put the oars made of the city gate below, and put the oars made of the gate of the city gate tower on the top, and a pair of gaps, if it is not successful, it depends on this one."

After a sigh, Zhu Ding walked to the front of Old Man Fang with some footsteps, helped his grandfather, who was crying almost exhausted, and slowly walked to the innermost corner of the corner, closed his eyes and took a nap.

He had already done everything he could, calculating the location of the remnants of the soldiers and the location of the giant oars, which had consumed too much of his mental strength, and he had exhausted his personnel, so he could only resign himself to fate.

The soldiers, under the urging of the chief of the city guard, desperately strengthened two pairs of huge oars, which were originally the beams of several city gate towers and the load-bearing giant pillars, almost three people hugging each other. Even so, Zhu Ding was not sure whether they could withstand the first step of the huge wave.

When the last thick wooden wedge was hammered into the remnants of the city wall, when the last soldier also retreated far within the safety line drawn by Zhu Ding, the majestic flood finally arrived, and the sound of the huge water waves crashing almost shattered the eardrums of everyone present, leaving only bursts of roar and sharp stinging in their heads.

The flood rushed through the relatively small void, and the remnants of the walls were shaken by the rapid swelling of the water, and in a short time a little water spread to the city's head.

The first giant oar finally made contact with the flood, and the thick pillar didn't even have time to let out a groan, and then bent terribly, and the two gates that were fluttering in the flood shook several times, laboriously intercepting the impulse of the sea, like a mayfly shaking a tree.

Under this huge momentum, a giant pillar began to appear visible to the naked eye on the main body of the mad man, and then expanded rapidly, and a light yellow wooden thorn burst out one after another, and the rope that implicated the giant pillar and the city gate also began to break layer by inch, and Zhu Ding's plan failed at this moment.

"Click" "Boom"

At this moment, a loud noise actually suppressed the rush of the waves, and exploded between heaven and earth the moment before the four giant oars were about to be swept away by the unstoppable flood.

Then, the remnant wall that is much longer than the gap, the west wall of Mingzhou City, as if it was installed with two pairs of door shafts by heaven and earth, as if it was just the gate of ordinary people, slowly opened in the direction of the water!

What's even more amazing is that at the place where the soldiers who had just gone down to the city placed the remnants of the wall, countless whirlpools were born, and those whirlpools were like a towering giant hand stirring, pushing and supporting the two huge city walls, gathering together, and with the release of a large stream of water, it was really on the south side of the remnant wall, a mountain turned into by the city wall, with a top of about half a mile!