Xie Qingrong and Xuanyuan Chen joined the crowd. Xie Qingrong was in charge of distributing the yellow sand, and Xuanyuan Chen was in charge of carrying Huang Sha to the entrance of the dike.
However, when Lutestre saw this, he quickly dissuaded, "Prince Chen, I can't. You have a thousand gold body, how can you do this kind of crude work? Go rest there, and leave this place to us. "
When Lutestre heard this, he withdrew his hand that he had wanted to take away Xuanyuan Chen's hand that was holding yellow sand, and a few traces of gratification appeared in the corners of his eyes, "The rumored Prince Chen is the Demon King of Confusion that gives the entire capital a headache. The War God King that caused the entire battlefield to tremble in fear just by hearing the rumors.
Seeing it today, the Demon King of Confusion did not know if it was true or false, and the Prince of War did not know either. However, this ability to love one's own people was evident. It is a great fortune for us. "
Xuanyuan Chen smiled indifferently, "Master Lu is flattering me." As he finished, he threw the two bags of yellow sand onto his shoulders and quickly delivered them.
The Lutestre did not speak further. Laughing lightly, he accepted the yellow sand and continued to move it.
Everyone continued to work hard to protect the Nanping.
The torrent of water continued to crash into the second line of defense. The torrent of water lapped against the yellow sandbags, and the huge impact brought about a deafening crash that struck the minds of everyone present.
One word after another entered his ears and heart, and it didn't go away for a long time.
The third line of defense only reached his shoulders, but the second line of defense already had traces of being broken through.
Shortly after, the heavy rain in the sky had gradually stopped, leaving only a light drizzle, but the waters of the flood were still strong and still menacing.
An enormous wave swept out, and the second line of defense was broken through. With a loud 'bang', it resounded through the skies.
The commoners, who were still carrying the bags of sand, immediately threw the bags of sand in their hands away and rushed towards the third line of defense.
The people who had placed the yellow sandbags were the first to react. They immediately stood behind the yellow sandbags that had just passed their shoulders, holding hands and forming a long line of defense.
The second long line of defense was pulled up, right next to the first line of defense.
One after another, a total of four people defended.
Xuanyuan Chen, Lin Mu, Zhangsun Wenxuan and Lutestre were the first ones to be hit by the attack, and were on the first line of defense.
Xuanyuan Chen channeled all of his internal energy to his chest to fend off the raging waves of the flood.
Each of them straightened their chests and tightly held their companions' hands, not daring to relax for even a moment.
Like a runaway wild horse, the flood surged forward, rushing into the yellow sandbag and into the human defense line behind him.
The yellow water that filled the air rushed towards the citizens who were pulling on the defensive line. Xuanyuan Chen only felt waves of water rush onto his face, entering into his nose and sliding down his esophagus.
It was extremely uncomfortable, as though he was drowning. However, Xuanyuan Chen didn't have the time to think about it anymore.
He exerted even more effort to raise his internal energy into his chest. He thought that by raising his defense line, he would be able to temporarily avoid the raging flood. Then, he would open a channel for drainage and increase the number of tributaries.
However, he had never expected that the flood would come this fast and that it would come this quickly.
Huge waves came in, as if dirt had entered his eyes and he couldn't see clearly. Closing his eyes, he straightened his entire body, bravely and fearlessly facing the flood.
The once Prince of War God was not afraid of such a small flood.
However, when he closed his eyes, he seemed to once again see the silhouette of the lotus pond.
Her clothes were worn out, but it was difficult to conceal her peerless appearance and her temperament that was as cold as a snowy mountain.
Xie Qingrong stood at the fourth line of defense. The flood had already flooded the third line of defense. A huge wave was about to pounce on him.
In fact, she knew that even if they built an even stronger human defense line, it would only be like striking a stone with an egg in front of the flood.
However, behind her was the Nanping City, the hope of millions of citizens.
Yesterday, Xuanyuan Chen's nagging was still ringing in her ears, but she did not know that he had already decided to knock on one house after another.
Fortunately, those people were kind and cute.
After hearing the purpose of her knocking on the door, everyone spontaneously organized themselves and prepared to come here today to fight the flood.
She still remembered what the dark-skinned man had said, smiling shyly and honestly.
"Nanping is our home."
Thus, she came without hesitation.
Today, as she had expected, the flood waters would eventually burst.
The instant she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the long, dark hair fluttering in the water at the first line of defense.
Waves of water rushed up to the defensive line and gradually passed over the head of the human defense line.
It submerged the four long defensive lines, and the flood kept moving forward, but with obstruction, the speed of the flowing water gradually slowed down.
The flood completely submerged the crowd.
The sky gradually darkened, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, and the pitter-patter rain gradually stopped.
However, these people all closed their eyes, unable to see the changes that occurred silently.
On the second day, the sky was clear and the sun was slow.
The first ray of sunlight shone onto the tallest black flag on the walls of the Nanping City. The black flag fluttered gently in the breeze.
Gradually, the sun climbed up to the clouds, winking playfully, shining all over the body of everyone lying at the mouth of the river.
Xuanyuan Chen seemed to have sensed something, as he frowned and opened his eyes.
He realized that he was lying at the mouth of the river. His clothes were soaked, and his long, dark hair was completely soaked.
With a slight increase of his inner force, the wet clothes he was wearing were all dried up.
Lying next to them were Lin Mu and Zhangsun Wenxuan.
These two people were right beside him yesterday, one on his left and one on his right.
Lin Mu also gradually opened his eyes. He discovered where he was and frowned, as if he had not reacted yet.
On the other hand, Zhangsun Wenxuan had already imitated Xuanyuan Chen's actions of drying his own clothes.
However, he had used up almost all of his internal energy yesterday. At this moment, his limbs were extremely weak and his entire body was drained of energy.
Xuanyuan Chen looked around, but did not see the figure he was looking for.
He weakly stood up, wanting to look for Xie Qingrong, only to see Lin Mu pointing at a big boulder not far away, revealing a pile of messy hair.
Xuanyuan Chen ran over, it was indeed Xie Qingrong.
His lips were white, his face was pale, and his eyes were tightly shut. He didn't seem to be in a good condition.
Xuanyuan Chen held onto Xie Qingrong's slim wrist, and channeled his own Qi. Very quickly, Xie Qingrong's clothes were dried by her inner force.
Xuanyuan Chen carried Xie Qingrong and held her horizontally, yet he noticed that there seemed to be a bulge on her left shoulder. He pressed gently on it, and Xie Qingrong's brows creased as she unconsciously let out a groan.
He seemed to be in pain.