Chapter 30: I Wish Brother, Cherish
"Then please listen to the analysis below. Brother Zhu has also seen Ronggu City. The rain is lacking and the river is dry. Without the dike, we would have no harvest at all this autumn, and we would not be able to provide any food to the Dongxu battlefield." Zheng Yu began. said.
Zhu Minglang watched the weather while listening.
The weather was changing, and the unusual air pressure made people feel stuffy in their chests.
This stuffiness is often a precursor to rain.
Teacher Duan Lan is already spreading rain.
"Our Ronggu City, which is fertile and watered by valleys, is still like this, but what about the barren soil where the environment is even harsher and the land is more barren?" Zheng Yu raised his eyes and looked into Zhu Minglang's eyes.
"We have no rain, and there is no rain on the soil." Zhu Minglang said.
"Yes, the cultivating soil system is primitive, agriculture is backward, and the folk customs are savage. There is not even a drop of rain this autumn, and it will soon be winter..." Zheng Yu said here, and suddenly there was a thunder in the gray sky!
"Boom!!!!!!!"
The thunder shook, and the sky that was still sunny didn't know when it became dark. This lightning flashed over Ronggu City, and the fireworks generally illuminated the old streets ahead, and illuminated those who were waiting for the rain on the street. commoner civilians.
Their faces were full of anticipation and joy!
They have smelled the rain, the source of life.
In front of the mansion gate, Zheng Yu did not move half a step, still maintaining a humble attitude in front of Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang looked at the young city lord and felt a little touched in his heart.
It's just that it wasn't the rain and thunder that touched him, but Zheng Yu's words.
It's his way of thinking about current affairs.
"This war..." Zhu Minglang raised some waves in his heart.
"There will only be one result." Zheng Yu said solemnly.
Zhu Minglang looked east.
In fact, only this small valley was covered by dense clouds, and the sun was still fierce in the distance.
"Tick tock~"
A raindrop fell on the back of Zhu Minglang's neck impartially, that cold, that moist...
"Tick tock~"
"Tick tock tick tock~~~~~~"
More and more raindrops hit the old road stone slabs, making a pleasant sound like piano keys.
From gentle to abrupt, the orderly variation of the slow-moving movement gradually became exciting, gradually high-pitched, and then the mind completely fell into this wonderful palace of rain.
"It's raining!"
"It's raining!!!"
On the streets, in the houses, and in the fields, there was cheers.
This rain, even the smell is sweet.
This rain broke the stagnation in everyone's heart.
This rain is like blood flowing in a dry body, making this valley and this city come alive!
People's heartfelt cheers are better than the New Year's celebration and the triumph of the battle.
Listening to the sound of the rain that nourishes all things, and the joy of the entire city, Zhu Minglang stood under the eaves of the gatehouse, the swaying rain curtain wet his sleeves and shoes.
And the city lord Zheng Yu stood outside the eaves, still did not move half a step, still maintained that humility...
But the rain soaked his hair and his robes, and the rain stuck to his side face, making his weak face extraordinarily determined. His eyes, which were shining at this moment, were An indomitable light.
"Why don't you laugh with your people? You delayed the time and let the rain fall. Now even if you tell the two teachers about your actions, you can say that the rain filled the reservoir." Zhu Minglang smiled Get up and look at this false city lord.
"Brother Zhu, how long have you talked to me?" Zheng Yu said sincerely.
"Just a few minutes."
"Do you know that before I met you, there was a battle report from the front line, or was it a delayed battle report?" Zheng Yu continued.
Zhu Minglang's face changed slightly.
A delayed battle report? ?
Zheng Yu has analyzed the Wutu War just now, and Zhu Minglang very much agrees with what Zheng Yu said.
Yes, there is only one outcome in this war - defeat!
Why did the ancestral dragon city-state fail?
Obviously has sophisticated equipment, obviously has a brilliant army, obviously has a towering city wall fortress...
But so what? ?
Turnpike faced the greatest disaster.
Zhu Minglang has lived in Wutu, and he knows very well that most of the people of Wutu work and eat for a year.
Their land is barren, it is not easy to fill their stomachs, and there are very few things such as saving food and clothing.
And right now, it hasn't rained a single rain since he left Wutu, and Ronggu City, which is irrigated by valleys, is facing a crisis of land dryness and animal husbandry, not to mention Wutu!
There is no rain, the fields are deserted, the fruit trees wither, and there is absolutely no food.
In the winter, there is no linen and cotton to make clothes, how to keep out the cold, the winter of Wutu is cruel!
They are completely in a desperate situation!
They have no room to live! !
This is the origin of the riots.
The closer to the end of autumn and the closer to winter, the more people of the barren land realize that they will not live in the coming year.
It's not that the mob covets the fertility of the Ancestral Dragon city-state, but that they are being ruthlessly driven to the border by a death god called "Winter", either breaking through the strong fortress and barely having a trace of life, or all dying in the soil! !
What kind of soldiers are excellent, what kind of dragons and beasts are ferocious, in their eyes, they are no longer important.
They fight to stay alive.
Zulongcheng fought for the land for dignity.
Who wins and who loses?
There is only one outcome of this war. Zheng Yu is very clear, and Zhu Minglang is also very clear now.
So that delayed battle report...
Ronggu City was only fifty miles away from the front line of the fortress.
And here is the city in the valley, even if you climb high, you can't see the flat ground outside.
“Da da da da da da ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”
Noisy rain.
People celebrate.
As the city owner, Zheng Yu stood in the majestic rain, and he could hide under the eaves with just one step, but he didn't.
"The rain is here, and the city is dead." Zhu Minglang finally understood why Zheng Yu couldn't smile.
"Brother Zhu, you can tell now. Please also tell the two teachers to lead the students to leave quickly. On behalf of Zheng Mou, I would like to express my thanks to the two teachers and the dragon training students, and thank them for showing mercy to the common people." Zheng Yu once again expressed his gratitude to Zhu Minglang. Take a deep bow.
The rain slapped his desolate back, poured into his shirt, and flowed from his hair to his cheeks...
Zhu Minglang let go of his previous suspicions, clapped his hands together tightly, walked down the steps, let the rain baptize, lowered his body slowly, lowered him again, and bowed deeply.
"There is nothing I can do, Brother Zheng, take care." Zhu Minglang said.
After saying goodbye, Zhu Minglang was running in the rain, but his mood was extremely heavy at this time.
Zheng Yu did not lose the city and fled.
He was going to fight to the death with the group of violent troops who had just broken through the fortress.
He wanted to protect the citizens of Ronggu City who had just received Qingyu.
...
The flying birds and pseudo-dragons took off slowly in the rain. Their bloodlines came from pterosaurs, and they were flesh wings. The rain would not wet their feathers, but there was more resistance.
The thirteen students put on the leather jackets that had been prepared for a long time, and Teacher Duan Lan and Teacher Ke Bei also stood on the back of the Hippogryph.
They were slowly leaving Ronggu City. When they reached a height of 200 meters, they could see the dense raindrops at the mouth of the valley. A large group of people rushed into the valley like beasts galloping towards the valley. Ronggu City!
It's the Tutu Army! !
Their shouts are getting louder and louder, even the heavy rain can't cover it up, as if the endless rolling thunder on the horizon is constantly approaching! ! !
On the ground, maybe only a few figures can be seen, but looking down from the heights, those figures are endless, and some are even wearing armor that has just been disarmed from the city-state soldiers, and they recklessly rushed towards the rice fields that had just sucked the rain. , rushed to the city!
"The fortress is being breached???" A Mulong student said dumbfoundedly in disbelief.
"Teacher Ke Bei, we are also citizens of the Ancestral Dragon city-state. Are we just watching these mob invade our city? We are the pastor of the dragon, why should we be afraid of these pariahs!" Nan Ye said loudly.
As a son of the Nan clan, he is also considered to be a royal relative of Zulong City. Now that his family's territory has been trampled on like this, how can he bear it!
Duan Lan and Ke Bei, with these two master-level priests, and thirteen students with dragon children, should be able to slaughter this mob!
"When you enter the Dragon Training Academy, unless you are attacking an evil city, you will definitely not participate in any war. Don't you understand this rule!" Instructor Ke Bei said sternly.
"But those are wild beasts and evil people. They obviously have their own land, but they have to step into the territory of the Ancestral Dragon City-state. They are not worthy of mercy!" Nan Ye said excitedly.
Why not do it?
The two mentors can definitely stop the violent army, at least it can be delayed until the reinforcements arrive!
"They're not beasts, they're just trying to survive..." Duan Lan's words were already a little choked up.
Originally, I prayed for the dragon rain for the people, but I never thought that my Canglong Mysterious Art would only save the residents of a small valley, and could not save the tragedy of this natural disaster at all.
Even if there is no express ban from Dragon Training Academy, what should Duan Lan do?
To slaughter a group of men who are making a way for their wives, children and children, or to protect the people who are tortured by the dry autumn?
Can't do anything.
Dragon pastor.
Beyond the mortal spirit, as small.
“Rumble rumble rumble~~~~~~~~~~~~”
Suddenly, loud noises came from the depths of the valley, and under the vast rain curtain, you could see that the small stream and valley road was being smashed by some ancient beasts, and the rocks and trees were violently mixed into it. With the manic swept across the road into the valley together...
"Mountain torrents????"
Everyone was astonished, how could a mountain that has been dry for a long time cause torrents because of this rain!
This rain moistens the mountains and forests at most, and it is impossible to cause such turbulent flash floods.
I saw that the flood filled the stream, rolled over the fields of Ronggu City unstoppably, and poured wantonly to the narrow road that must pass into the valley!
The narrow passage into Ronggu City was full of people, and it was the rioting army that had come from the wasteland. How could their long team think that such a flood of valley would come from the calm valley city? ...
Howling!
I don't know how many people of the deserted earth were swallowed by the flood of this valley. They wanted to retreat, but because of the narrow terrain of this valley, they didn't even have a place to avoid the torrent!
Thousands of people were devastated by the flash flood, slapped to death on rocks, drowning in water and washed into the valley triangle.
The menacing and violent army was supposed to break through the city easily, but because of this crucial flash flood, most of it disintegrated, and the corpses drifted along with the mountain currents.
Looking down at this shocking scene from a high place, Zhu Minglang rolled up his heart and also turned up a huge wave!
He thought of the polite and weak scholar under the steps of the mansion gate.
I remembered the young city lord who was indomitable in the heavy rain.
His eyes also shone with determination in the dark rain.
The water overflows and does not let go.
It is better for the people to suffer than to resolutely not let go of the floodgates.
"Before winter, the fortress of Dongxu will be breached, and the mouth will die. Ronggu City, which is not very guarded by then, will definitely be slaughtered by the mob, and even be eaten by blood and flesh."
"The people can suffer and survive the winter with various methods, but they cannot do without weapons to resist aggression."
"I know they are suffering, but compared to suffering, I hope they can survive in this troubled world."
"I wish brother, treasure."
The heavy rain is clamoring in his ears, and Minli can't stop the rain. Zhu Minglang's mind is full of the thin figure dripping in the rain, and the last bow he made silently and deeply was precisely this time he did not treat himself. Words spoken!
Zhu Minglang took a deep breath, inhaling all the sour and humid air, looking at the shaky rain curtain, and then looking at a desolate land, you and I are all mortals.
"There is a rioting army behind, my God, how many people in Wutu joined this riot!" Li Shaoying suddenly exclaimed.
After flying away from the valley, you can see Guyuan at a glance. It is unimaginable that there are thousands of violent troops outside the valley, and only a part of them entered Ronggu City!
The violent army was indeed hit hard, but it couldn't hurt their huge foundation!
The flood storage of the reservoir will eventually drain, the valley narrow road will slowly emerge, and the rioting army will still pour into this valley granary city!
With the brutality of Wutu, the civilians of Ronggu City would hardly survive.
"The narrow road is low-lying, as if it was deliberately dug up. Those mountain torrents have not all been lost, but are accumulating into a low-lying lake, submerging the valley roads. Those mobs must swim through the muddy low-lying lake to attack Ronggu City." Nan Ye said very excitedly.
That piece of wading lake lies across the only valley entry, exactly as it was designed.
The road is flooded, and horses and beasts cannot step in, and the valleys on both sides of Wahu are steep, making it extremely difficult to climb, and it is easier to fall and die after raining...
This Wahu Lake can be said to have turned into a valley barrier for Ronggu City, making it difficult for the rioting army to pour in in groups.
"As long as a post is set up at the other end of Wahu Lake, and arrows are fired at the enemy who jumped into Wahu Lake, a thousand people can stop an army of 10,000 people. Is this the miracle torrent bestowed by God on Ronggu City?" A female student also said Couldn't help but let out a sound of joy.
Even the fortress can't stop the violent army, and there is nothing they can do to this small Ronggu City!
"Mr. Duan Lan's rain has saved all the people of Ronggu City. Even if the violent army temporarily cleans up the Wahu, it will take a day or two. By that time, the reinforcements have arrived..." The other students couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement. Voice.
This torrent is like a miracle!
But only Zhu Minglang is clear that all this comes from a weak scholar.
He kept the water and kept the last line of defense for this city of Ronggu. With his excellent vision and wisdom, he firmly guarded the city and protected his people!
Brother Zheng, you are precious too.
Please also survive in this troubled world.
Zhu Minglang stood on the back of the Hippogriff and bowed deeply in the direction of Ronggu City again.
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(After thinking about it, it is better to read this paragraph coherently, so I put all the manuscripts out, and everyone votes~~~)