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The scene on the sky had changed; it was no longer the training ground in the heavy rain, but a city submerged by floodwaters.

Almost a fifth of the city's majestic gates were submerged in the murky yellow water. The copper nails on the gates were barely visible in the muddy water. Occasionally, a current would rush by, stirring up a swirl of dark yellow foam, which would then be swept away by a new current.

Those copper nails, which should have been shiny and majestic, now looked like half-open, half-closed eyes, staring blankly at the boundless murky water before them.

Dark yellow water kept gushing out from the cracks in the gate, carrying mud and sand from inside the city and wood chips washed in from who-knows-where, piling up a shallow ring of impurities on the surface of the water. These impurities were constantly churning with the water flowing out of the city gate, spreading out and gathering again in circles.

Looking through the crack in the door that was just above the water, the floodwaters inside the city were even deeper, so deep that it sent chills down one's spine.

The fields that were originally on the side were now a vast expanse of water, with only rooftops and treetops visible in the distance. The roof tiles, washed clean by the rain, gleamed with a dark bluish-black hue, standing out starkly against the murky yellow water.

Several old trees had their canopies barely supporting their branches on the water's surface. Their newly sprouted leaves had turned yellow and rotten from being soaked in the water, struggling to cling to their branches as they rose and fell with the ripples.

The branches, which should have been supple and flexible, now hung on the water's surface like dead snakes. Occasionally, when pulled by the undercurrents, they would tremble and produce a series of sticky, watery sounds.

Further to the left, one can vaguely see several sections of the collapsed embankment floating on the water, with the yellowish-brown river water, carrying mud, sand, and broken logs, constantly overflowing from the breach.

The river roared like muffled thunder as it rushed through the breach, the sound carrying far and wide, making the ground beneath our feet seem to tremble slightly. The turbid water swirled and pushed everything in its path outwards.

The rain continued to fall without stopping, the raindrops hitting the water's surface and splashing up countless tiny droplets, making the entire surface look like a boiling pot.

The raindrops were so dense that they were almost indistinguishable from each other, and before the splashes could fall, new raindrops pelted down.

The entire world was filled with a continuous, immense sound of rain, without any rise or fall, just an endless, oppressive sound that made it hard to breathe.

A misty haze hung in the air, obscuring distant scenery and blurring the boundary between sky and water, turning the entire world into a chaotic yellowish-brown hue.

Seeing this scene, Liu Dabiao felt no sympathy whatsoever; instead, he cursed viciously in his heart.

Those idiots! The Wei River is right next to Suzhou, and going there now is practically suicide! The water is so deep, forget about saving anyone, they probably won't even be able to save their own lives!

His gaze was fixed on the vast ocean in the sky.

Water, water everywhere, murky, dirty, and bottomless water.

The thought that he was safe and sound in his tent, instead of standing in the muddy water, filled him with an indescribable sense of comfort, like drinking a bowl of cool tea on a sweltering summer day, a refreshing sensation that traveled from his throat all the way to his stomach.

Ha, more than 8,000 people, quite imposing, but this flood is not an enemy on the battlefield, where you can fight it out with a gun and a knife.

That was the Wei River that had breached its banks! The force was so great that even the dikes couldn't withstand it. How could they possibly hold back the water with just their thin new clothes and two feet?

When they were swept away by the water, they understood: what are humans in the face of such a natural disaster? Lin Ye, as an immortal, could escape, but those eight thousand-plus people were simply going to their deaths!

But now, he actually hopes that all those people are dead, preferably dead there, and that none of them will ever come back!

This proves that his decision not to go was the right one! Liu Dabiao's decision not to go wasn't out of cowardice, but because he knew his place! Those who went with Lin Ye were just a bunch of brainless brutes!

Thinking this way, Liu Dabiao felt a little better and continued watching with a smug attitude. He even sat down on the ground, crossed his skinny arms, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

……

As soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, Wang Meng felt a blur before his eyes, and his surroundings changed once again.

His feet were on a small earthen slope that was barely above the water, with an area of ​​only about ten feet square above the water, a rare piece of solid ground in this vast ocean.

The soil on the slope was softened by the torrential rain, and your feet would sink in a little when you stepped on it, and muddy water would immediately seep out from around your black rain boots.

The muddy water was sticky and slippery, sizzling out from around the boots as if reluctantly making way for the feet. Half of the thick soles of the boots were already sunk into the mud, and the sides of the boots were covered with yellowish-brown mud, hanging heavily.

Behind them, on the official road, stretched a vast line of more than 8,000 soldiers and medical officers, their dark ranks forming a long, endless dragon in the floodwaters.

The procession was shrouded in rain from head to toe, stretching as far as the eye could see, as if it were extending from the rain and mist on the horizon. The sounds of water, rain, and wind mingled together, enveloping the entire procession in a buzzing cacophony.

The water was up to their calves, splashing onto their knee-high rain boots and rushing between their legs, but each of them stood firmly, as if their feet were rooted to the ground.

The transparent raincoats reflected a faint light under the sky, densely packed, like a layer of silver armor covering the body.

Raindrops pattered on the raincoat, running down the hem. With each movement, a string of water droplets splashed out, making it look from a distance like a procession draped in silver scales, standing solemnly in the muddy floodwaters.

Not far in front of them was the city gate of Su City!

Wang Meng raised his head, and the city gate of Su City, which he had read about countless times in urgent reports and seen countless times in his dreams, now stood before him, more majestic than he had imagined, and more despairing than he had imagined.

The city wall is about seven or eight zhang high. The bluish-gray bricks are soaked by rainwater and have turned almost black. Streams of water meander down from the top of the wall.

Some of the water pooled together in small streams, seeping down the cracks between the bricks, accumulating in small puddles in the depressions, then overflowing and continuing to flow downwards. It was as if the city wall was weeping.

In some places, the city wall had been washed white by the rain, like hideous wounds exposed after the skin had been peeled off. The white patches stood out starkly against the dark city wall, like faded old scars, faintly revealing the rough texture of the bricks and stones inside.

The crenellations and arrow towers that should have been visible at the top were now shrouded in rain and mist, with only a few dark shadows barely visible.

The plaque above the city gate with the words "Suzhou" is still there, but it has been blurred by the mist and heavy rain, and only a rough outline can be seen.

Rainwater dripped down the sides of the plaque, washing away the paint on the characters and causing them to peel off in patches, as if the entire plaque was slowly fading and rotting.