"Then please listen to my analysis. Brother Zhu, you have seen Ronggu City. There is a lack of rain, and the rivers are dry. If it weren't for the dam, we wouldn't have any harvest this autumn, and we wouldn't be able to provide any food for the Eastern Dawn War, "Zheng Yu began.
Zhu Minglang listened while observing the weather.
The weather was changing, and the unusual air pressure made people feel stuffy.
This stuffiness was often the precursor to rain.
Teacher Duan Lan was already summoning clouds and rain.
"Ronggu City is fertile and watered by rivers and valleys. What about the Wasteland, where the environment is even worse and the land is even more barren?" Zheng Yu looked up and stared into Zhu Minglang's eyes.
"We don't have rain, and the Wasteland doesn't have rain either," Zhu Minglang said.
"Yes, the Wasteland system is primitive, the agriculture is backward, and the people are barbaric. There is not a single drop of rain this autumn, and winter is coming soon …" Zheng Yu said. Suddenly, there was a loud clap of thunder in the gray sky.
"Kaboom!!!"
Thunder rumbled, and the originally clear sky suddenly darkened. A bolt of lightning flashed across the sky above Ronggu City, illuminating the old streets ahead like fireworks, as well as the commoners who were waiting for the rain to fall on the streets.
Their faces were full of anticipation and joy!
They had already smelled the scent of rain, the source of life.
In front of the gate, Zheng Yu didn't move at all. He still maintained a humble posture and stood in front of Zhu Minglang.
Zhu Minglang looked at the young governor and felt a little touched.
However, what touched him was not the rain and thunder, but Zheng Yu's words.
It was his perspective of current affairs.
"This war …" Zhu Minglang felt a wave of emotions.
"There will only be one result," Zheng Yu said in a low voice.
Zhu Minglang looked to the east.
In fact, the clouds only covered this small valley. The sun was still shining brightly in the distance.
"Drip ~"
A raindrop fell on the back of Zhu Minglang's neck. It was cold and wet …
"Drip ~"
"Drip ~ Drip ~ Drip ~"
More and more raindrops fell on the old stone slabs of the road, producing a melodious sound that resembled the sound of piano keys.
From light and slow to rapid, it was like a gentle and slow movement with orderly changes. It gradually became more and more impassioned, and gradually became more and more resounding. Then, one's mind completely fell into this beautiful palace of rain.
"It's raining!"
"It's raining!"
There were cheers in the streets, in the houses, and in the fields.
This rain, even smelling it, was sweet.
The rain broke the knot in everyone's heart.
The rain was like blood flowing through a withered body, making the valley and the city come alive!
People cheered from the bottom of their hearts. It was better than the New Year's celebration, and it was better than the triumphant return of the battle.
Zhu Minglang stood under the eaves of the gate mansion, listening to the sound of rain that nourished all living things, listening to the joyous sounds of the entire city. The fluttering curtain of rain wet his sleeves and shoes.
Castellan Zheng Yu stood outside the eaves. He still didn't move half a step. He still maintained that humble look …
However, the rain soaked through his hair, soaked through his robes. The rain stuck to the side of his face, making his scholarly and weak face look exceptionally firm and resolute. His eyes, at this moment, shone with radiance, but it was an unyielding radiance.
"Why don't you laugh with your people? You delayed the time and let the rain fall. Now, even if you tell the two commanders what you did, you can say that the rain filled the reservoir." Zhu Minglang laughed and looked at this hypocritical Castellan.
"Brother Zhu, how long did you talk to me?" Zheng Yu asked sincerely.
"Only a few minutes."
"Do you know if there was a battle report from the frontline before I met you, or if it was a delayed battle report?" Zheng Yu continued.
Zhu Minglang's expression changed slightly.
A delayed battle report??
Zheng Yu had already analyzed the Wasteland War. Zhu Minglang agreed with what Zheng Yu said.
Yes, there was only one result of this war — defeat!
Why would Zulong City lose?
They clearly had superior equipment, clearly had a brilliant commander, clearly had towering city walls and fortresses …
But so what?
The Wasteland was facing the biggest disaster.
Zhu Minglang had lived in the Wasteland before. He knew that most of the Wasteland people worked and ate for a year.
Their land was barren. It was already difficult for them to fill their stomachs. They rarely stored food or clothes.
However, it hadn't rained since he left the Wasteland. Rong Valley City, which was irrigated by the valley, was facing the crisis of drying up the land, let alone the Wasteland!
There was no rain. The land was abandoned. The fruit trees withered. There was no food.
In winter, there was no linen or cotton to make clothes. How could they resist the cold? The winter in the Wasteland was cruel!
They were in a hopeless situation!
They had no room to live!!
This was the origin of the rebellion.
The closer it was to the end of autumn and winter, the more Wasteland people realized they would not live to see the next year.
It was not that the rebels coveted the fertile land of Zulong City. It was because they were being driven to the border by the Grim Reaper called 'winter'. They could either break through the sturdy fortress and survive, or they would all die in the Wasteland!!
Excellent soldiers and ferocious dragons were no longer important in their eyes. The Wasteland people's desire to live made them like moths to a flame …
They were fighting to live.
Zulong City was fighting for its dignity and land.
Who would win? Who would lose?
There was only one result to this war. Zheng Yu knew it. Zhu Minglang knew it too.
Therefore, the delayed battle report …
Rong Valley City was less than fifty miles away from the fortress.
Besides, this was a city in the valley. They could not see the flat land outside even if they climbed to a high place. The Wasteland army would soon arrive here!
"Da da da da da ~ ~ ~ ~"
The rain was loud.
The people were celebrating.
As the City Lord, Zheng Yu stood in the heavy rain. He could hide under the roof with a single step, but he did not.
"The rain is here. The city is dead." Zhu Minglang finally understood why Zheng Yu could not smile.
"Brother Zhu, you can tell them now. Please tell the two teachers to bring the students away quickly. Help me express my gratitude to the two teachers and the dragon tamer students. Thank them for taking pity on the common people." Zheng Yu once again bowed deeply to Zhu Minglang.
The rain slapped against his desolate back. The rainwater poured into his clothes and flowed down from his hair to his cheeks …
Zhu Minglang let go of his earlier suspicions and clasped his hands together tightly. He walked down the steps and let the rain wash over him. He slowly lowered his body and then lowered it again. He also bowed deeply.
"I can't do anything. Take care, Brother Zheng," said Zhu Minglang.
After saying goodbye, Zhu Minglang ran in the rain with a heavy heart.
Zheng Yu did not abandon the city and run away.
He was going to fight to the death with the rebels who had just broken into the fortress.
He was going to protect the people of Glory Valley City who had just received the rain.
…
The flying dragons slowly rose into the sky in the rain. Their lineage originated from the pterosaurs. Their wings were made of flesh, so the rain would not wet their feathers. It only added some resistance.
The thirteen students put on the raincoats they had prepared beforehand. Mr. Duan Lan and Mr. Ke Bei were standing on the back of an eagle.
They were slowly leaving Rong Gu City. When they reached a height of two hundred meters, they could see the dense raindrops at the entrance of the valley. Large groups of people were rushing into the valley like a stampede of ten thousand beasts, rushing towards Rong Gu City!
It was the Wasteland Rebels!
Their shouts were getting louder. Even the heavy rain could not drown them out. It felt like endless thunder was approaching the city!
On the ground, they might only see a few figures, but from a high altitude, they were endless. Some of them were even wearing the armor they had just taken from the soldiers of the city. They were charging recklessly toward the paddy fields that had just absorbed the rainwater, toward the city!
"The fortress has been breached?" a student of the Dragon Herding Academy asked in a daze, unable to believe what he had just seen.
"Mr. Ke Bei, we are also the people of Ancestral Dragon City. Are we just going to watch these rebels invade our city? We are Dragon Herders. Why should we be afraid of these lowly people?" Nan Ye yelled.
As a disciple of the Nan Family, he was a relative of the royal family of Ancestral Dragon City. How could he stand it when his family's territory was being trampled on?
Duan Lan and Ke Bei, the two senior dragon shepherds and the thirteen students who all had dragon children, should be able to slaughter the rioters!
"Once you join the Dragon Herder Academy, you will not participate in any battles unless you are attacking a city. Don't you know the rules?" Mr. Ke Bei said sternly.
"But those are Wasteland Beasts, the rebels. They have their own land, yet they still want to invade Ancestral Dragon City's territory. They don't deserve any pity!" Nan Ye said emotionally.
Why didn't they do anything?
The two mentors could definitely stop the rebels. They could at least stall them until the reinforcements arrived!
"They aren't Wasteland Beasts. They are just trying to survive …" Duan Lan sounded like she was sobbing.
She had prayed for the dragon rain for the people, but she never thought her Blue Dragon Mystic Technique would only save the people of a small valley. It was not enough to save the people from the disaster.
Even without the Dragon Herder Academy's order, what should Duan Lan do?
Should she slaughter the men who were trying to pave a way for her family, or protect the people who were suffering from the drought?
There was nothing she could do.
Dragon Herders.
They had surpassed the level of mortals. They were just as insignificant.
"Long long long long long ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
Suddenly, a series of loud noises came from the depths of the valley. Under the curtain of rain, one could see that the small stream was being shoved open by some ancient beast. Rocks and trees were violently swept into it, and along with the violent sweep, they were all crushed into the path leading into the valley ….
"A mountain flood?"
Everyone was astounded. How could a mountain flood be triggered by a rain that had been dry for a long time?
The rain could at most nourish the forest. It could never trigger such a violent flood.
The flood filled up the stream and swept across the fields in Raging Valley City. It was pouring down recklessly toward the narrow path leading to the valley!
The narrow road leading to Rong Gu City was packed with people. The people who had gathered were the rioting soldiers who had come from the Wasteland. How could they have imagined that such a flood would come from the peaceful valley city ….????????
Cries of agony could be heard everywhere!
Countless Wasteland Beasts were swallowed by the flood. They wanted to retreat, but due to the narrow terrain of the valley, they did not even have a place to hide from the flood!
Thousands of people were devastated by the flood. They were slapped to the rocks by the waves, drowned in the water, and washed away to the triangle area of the valley.
The fierce rebels were supposed to break into the city easily, but because of the flood, more than half of them collapsed. Their corpses drifted along the mountain stream.
Watching the shocking scene from above, Zhu Minglang's heart was also stirred up!
He thought of the polite and weak scholar at the foot of the steps at the entrance of the mansion.
He thought of the young governor who was unyielding in the heavy rain.
His eyes flickered with a determined luster even in the gloomy rain.
The water was overflowing, but he did not let it out.
He would rather suffer than open the floodgates.
"Before winter, Eastern Dawn Fortress will be breached. By then, Raging Valley City with few guards will be massacred by the rebels. They might even be eaten alive."
"The people can suffer and use all kinds of methods to survive the winter, but they must have the weapons to resist the invasion."
"I know they are suffering, but compared to suffering, I hope they can survive in this chaotic world."
"Brother Zhu, take care."
The heavy rain roared in his ears. Even standing in a straw could not block the rain. At this moment, Zhu Minglang's mind was filled with that thin and weak figure in the rain. And that last bow he had made without any words was the words that he had not said to himself!
Zhu Minglang took a deep breath. The air he inhaled was sour and wet. Looking at the falling rain and the desolate land, he thought, "You and I are just mortals."
"There are still rebels behind us. God, how many people from Wasteland have joined the rebellion?" Li Shaoying suddenly exclaimed.
After flying out of the valley, they could see the valley. It was hard to imagine that there were still thousands of rebels outside the valley. The ones that entered Raging Valley City were only a part of them!
The rebels were indeed heavily injured, but it was not enough to hurt their huge foundation!
The reservoir would eventually dry up, the narrow path in the valley would slowly appear, and the rebels would still rush into the granary city in the valley!
With Wasteland's brutal behavior, the civilians in Raging Valley City would not be able to survive.
"The narrow and low-lying road seems to have been deliberately dug. The mountain torrents have not all flowed away. They have accumulated into a lake and flooded the valley road. The rioters have to swim across the muddy lake to attack Ronggu City," Nan Ye said with great excitement.
The lake was located at the only entrance to the valley. It was as if it had been designed for this purpose.
The path was flooded, so horses and beasts could not enter. The valleys on both sides of the lake were steep and difficult to climb. After the rain, it was easy to fall to death …
This lake could be said to have become a barrier in the valley of Rong Gu City, making it difficult for the rioting army to swarm in.
"As long as we set up a sentry on the other side of the lake and shoot arrows at the enemies who jump into the lake, a thousand people can stop an army of ten thousand. Is this the miracle that God has given to Raging Valley City?" A female student could not help but exclaim.
Even the fortress could not stop the rebels, but they could not do anything to this small Raging Valley City!
"Teacher Duan Lan's rain has saved everyone in Raging Valley City. Even if the rebels were to clean up the lake, it would still take a day or two. By then, the reinforcements would have arrived …" The other students could not help but exclaim.
The flood was a miracle!
Only Zhu Minglang knew that it was all because of a weak scholar.
The reason he didn't release the water was to preserve the last line of defense for Rong Gu City. It was he who relied on his excellent foresight and wisdom to defend the city and protect his people!
Brother Zheng, you should take care of yourself too.
Please, you too, survive in this chaotic world.
Zhu Minglang stood on the back of the Eagle Draconic Eagle and bowed deeply in the direction of Raging Valley City.
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(After thinking about it, I think it's better to read this passage together. So, I've released all my drafts. Everyone, please vote ~ ~ ~)
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