Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Chapter 412: The collapse of the house caused the sound of sorrow, the collapse of the city wall caused the tears of pain
The sky above Yingtian Prefecture was originally gloomy.

It was like a huge lead plate, pressing heavily on everyone's heads, making people feel suffocated for no reason.

Soon the rain began to fall, and at first it was just thin threads like cow hair.

It's light and refreshing when it hits your face.

The street vendors were busy packing up their stalls, muttering about the horrible weather.

Pedestrians also quickened their pace, hoping to get home before the rain got heavier.

But who could have expected that not long after, the rain would suddenly become heavier.

It was as if the gate of the Milky Way was suddenly pulled open by an invisible giant hand.

In an instant, the raindrops poured down like dense arrowheads, and each drop seemed to carry a tremendous force.

It hurts so much when it hits someone so hard.

It was like countless tiny steel needles stabbing me fiercely.

An old woman selling wontons on the street was caught off guard by the sudden downpour.

She was frantically protecting her wonton basket while shouting at the top of her voice: "Oh my god, why is it raining so hard? It's like God has gone crazy!"

A young man carrying a load on his shoulder echoed, "That's right! I've never seen such heavy rain in my life!"

Just as the rain was getting heavier, strong winds began to howl.

It was like a mad beast, rampaging through the streets and alleys with its fangs and claws bared.

Wherever the wind blew, the trees on the street suffered and were blown all over the place.

The leaves struggled painfully in the wind, making rustling sounds.

The sound was as if they were crying out in despair, begging for mercy from the merciless wind.

"This wind is so terrible! It blew all the stall I just set up into a mess!"

A grocery vendor was looking at his goods that were blown all over the place by the wind.

Although his face was full of sorrow, he could only pick up the scattered goods with difficulty in the strong wind.

The sky seemed to be tightly covered by an invisible giant hand, and it became darker and darker.

Thick dark clouds piled up together, like black mountains.

It weighs heavily on people's hearts, making it hard to breathe.

The dark clouds seemed to contain endless anger, as if an even more terrible disaster would be unleashed at any time.

As time went by, the rain got heavier and heavier, and soon turned into a rare rainstorm.

The rainstorm was like the collapse of the sky, and the surging flood was like a beast that had broken free from its reins.

It roared and rushed down, sweeping towards the earth.

The muddy flood was rushing, carrying mud, sand, branches and other debris, rushing all the way.

Everywhere we went, houses were crumbling under the impact of the flood, as if they were made of fragile paper.

The street instantly turned into a vast ocean, and the accumulated water rose rapidly, submerging the steps and low houses on the street.

Even in some low-lying areas, it is impossible to tell where the streets are and where the houses are; it is completely chaotic.

"Oh my God, are you going to destroy our Yingtian Prefecture?"

An octogenarian looked at the raging flood in front of him, his cloudy eyes filled with fear and his body trembled involuntarily.

The young man next to the octogenarian supported him and shouted anxiously, "Dad, let's run to higher ground! This flood is too scary!"

At this time, the sky was completely covered by a huge black curtain, with lightning and thunder intertwined.

The dazzling lightning was like a silver snake, dancing wildly in the sky.

In an instant, the dark world was illuminated as bright as day.

The dazzling light made it almost impossible to open one's eyes. Then came the deafening thunder, just like the sound of war drums beating in one's ears.

Every sound is like a heavy hammer hitting people's hearts, making them terrified.

The sky above most of Yingtian Prefecture was shrouded in a depressing and terrifying atmosphere, as if the end of the world was approaching.

The flood came with great force and its scale was far beyond everyone's expectations.

The section of the city wall that had not yet been fully reinforced was ultimately vulnerable to the violent impact of the flood.

With a heart-wrenching roar, parts of the wall instantly resembled a sand castle in the hands of a giant.

It collapsed under the impact of the waves, raising a cloud of dust.

Dust was flying all over the sky under the strong wind and mixed with the pouring rain, forming a turbid and desperate scene.

"Oh my god, the city wall has collapsed! What should I do?"

An elderly woman screamed in fear, clutching the corner of her clothes tightly with both hands, her face pale.

"Run! The flood is coming!"

The men were also shouting loudly, urging their families to escape.

For a moment, the entire Yingtian Prefecture was in chaos, with people screaming and shouting one after another, as if the end of the world had really come.

When Zhu Gang learned that the city wall had been breached, he became extremely anxious, like an ant on hot pan.

Without saying a word, he immediately began to organize manpower for disaster rescue.

After rushing to the scene, Zhu Gang saw only a mess before his eyes. The scene was simply horrific.

The flood is still raging, like a mad demon, ruthlessly devouring everything.

The remains of Yingtianfu city wall are looming in the water, like broken skeletons, telling of its former glory and present sadness.

Most of the houses around the city walls were half submerged.

It is shaky and in danger of collapsing at any time.

The wind was still howling, and the cold rain hit the face mercilessly, making it almost impossible to open the eyes.

Looking at the chaos and devastation before him, Zhu Gang was extremely anxious, but his eyes were extremely determined.

He knew very well that he had to step forward at this moment, shoulder the responsibility, and lead everyone to resist this disaster.

Zhu Gang then shouted loudly: "Soldiers, civilians, don't panic!
Listen to my command, and if we work together, we will definitely be able to survive this disaster!"

Although his voice was a little hoarse in the storm, it revealed an unquestionable majesty.

"Your Highness, you are here!

What should I do?
The flood was so severe that the city walls collapsed!"

A soldier guarding the city ran up to Zhu Gang with an anxious look on his face, his voice trembling a little.

Zhu Gang patted the soldier guarding the city on the shoulder and said with a firm look: "Don't be afraid. As long as I am here, I will not let this flood swallow up our Yingtian Prefecture!"

Zhu Gang then quickly commanded the soldiers and the summoned civilians to take the lead in carrying heavy sandbags and rush towards the gap in the wall of Yingtian Prefecture.

In the initial stage of the rescue, although Zhu Gang was full of enthusiasm, he lacked experience in dealing with such a large-scale flood.

At the same time, there were some deviations in his judgment of the direction and impact of the flood.

Zhu Gang originally thought that with the power of everyone, he would be able to quickly control the situation, but the actual situation was far more complicated than he had imagined.

When Zhu Gang carried the first sandbag and moved towards the gap with difficulty, a strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart.

He looked at the raging flood, which continued to hit the gap in the city wall, as if it was going to swallow up everything.

Zhu Gang couldn't help but wonder in his heart: "This flood is so fierce, can I really block it with these sandbags?

Am I too naive to think that as long as everyone works together, this crisis can be easily resolved?"

(End of this chapter)