"No...this is terrible!"

Of the scouts Lian Po sent out, only one returned. He was soaked to the bone, his face contorted with terror.

"What's the rush? Speak slowly. Why are you the only one who returned? Where are the others?" Before Lian Po could speak, Guo Kai hurriedly stepped forward and asked a series of questions.

The scout completely ignored Guo Kai and said urgently, "There's a flood! There's already a flood... they'll be here soon!"

Before anyone could react, they suddenly heard a whooshing sound from afar, and the ground beneath their feet trembled as if a thousand troops were galloping towards them.

"boom...."

The earth shook violently, as if the sky were falling and the earth were splitting open. Lian Po, Guo Kai, and the others looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

The scouts' warnings still echoed in his ears, while the roar grew closer and louder.

"Quickly! Close the city gates!" Lian Po finally realized what was happening and shouted the order.

Faced with such a terrifying natural disaster, human power seemed extremely insignificant, and Lian Po could only hope that the heavy city gates of Qi County could withstand the impact of the flood.

"Yes... close the door, close the city gate!"

The soldiers, stunned by the news, only came to their senses when they heard Lian Po's roar.

A commotion broke out among the crowd, and the city gate was slammed shut by the soldiers who rushed over. In the distance, some people were carrying logs and other objects and rushing over to try to hold the city gate open.

Lian Po rushed up the city wall to observe the flood, but was stunned the moment he reached the top.

In the distance, a churning wave, tens of meters high, appeared on the horizon, rapidly approaching them. It was filled with mud, sand, and broken wood, resembling a ferocious earthen dragon, its unstoppable momentum overwhelming them.

Lian Po's face was deathly pale. He had never witnessed such a horrifying scene. The feeling of helplessness in the face of natural disaster filled his heart like a mountain crushing an egg, making his heartbeat seem to be choked by an invisible hand, slowing it down.

His face turned pale and contorted into a hideous grimace, like that of a demon.

"It's over... Why did this flood descend upon Qixian like a demon?!"

Although Qi County was also shrouded in continuous torrential rain, it was still better off than Qin State. However, why such a massive flood had occurred was a mystery he could not understand.

"boom!!"

The torrent, roaring like a dragon, crashed against the city walls with overwhelming force. The violent impact sounded like a ferocious beast trying to crush anything that dared to stand in its way into dust!

The towering city walls that usually instilled fear in the enemy appeared exceptionally fragile in the face of these raging waves, like a candle flickering in the wind. The first wave of impact alone destroyed large sections of the walls, and the city gates were smashed to pieces as if they were made of paper.

Many soldiers on the city wall were swept away by the flood, like scarecrows blown down by the gale. Those who fared slightly better were washed away and rolled on the ground, while the unlucky ones were killed on the spot, a truly gruesome sight.

"It's all over...it's all over!"

Lian Po struggled to his feet, supported by the city wall, and looked back at the city, now a vast expanse of ruins, his eyes filled with despair.

"Help me...help me..."

"I can't swim... Waaah~"

Inside the city, many survivors gathered on higher ground, clinging tightly to anything they could, trying to find a glimmer of hope for survival amidst the flood.

However, the power of the flood was too great, and people were constantly being swept away. Cries of agony and pleas for help rose and fell, but in the face of nature's wrath, the voices of humankind seemed so weak.

The once proud and fierce wolves of the grasslands, who were determined to tear the flesh and blood of the Qin state, have now become ants struggling in despair.

Unlike the Chinese, some lucky swimmers could struggle for a moment, but they were instantly swallowed by the flood and drowned.

The scene outside the city was even more horrific. Wherever the flood passed, people and things were mercilessly swept away. The original farmland and villages were now nothing but devastation, and even the trees were uprooted and carried away by the current.

On the distant hills, the surviving people watched in horror at the sudden disaster, their hearts filled with helplessness and despair.

Just then, thunder rumbled in the distance, seemingly foreshadowing an even greater disaster.

Lian Po's heart sank, a sense of foreboding rising within him. He strained against the falling floodwaters and torrential rain, his eyes fixed on the distance.

A flood, far larger than the first giant wave, surged in menacingly.

"This...how is this possible?!" Lian Po's throat was almost choked with fear; he couldn't believe his eyes. The second wave of floodwaters was even more ferocious than the first, as if it were the wrath of the gods, threatening to wipe out the entire Qi County.

The cries and pleas for help within the city mingled with the roar of the flood, creating a symphony of doom. People struggled in despair, yet could not escape the dictates of fate.

The floodwaters relentlessly swept everything away, engulfing the ruins of city walls, shattered homes, and the unfortunate lives in the vortex of this disaster.

Standing on the city wall, facing the irresistible force of nature, Lian Po felt powerless and sorrowful, yet his face revealed a complex smile that contained a variety of emotions.

He knew all too well that the flood had not only destroyed Qi County, but also their hopes of resisting the Qin state. Zhao Yan's ambitions seemed so insignificant in the face of this raging flood.

"Everything...is over!"

The distant thunder grew louder and louder, and the dark clouds in the sky flashed with lightning from time to time, as if the world were collapsing.

Lian Po looked at the floodwaters so close at hand and sighed, "Throughout my life, I have fought in the north and south, never fearing death, but I never imagined I would die in a natural disaster."

The sighs were filled with desolation, and his figure was instantly swallowed up by the raging flood, along with the Qixian city behind him, disappearing into the floodwaters.

......

Forty li away from Qi County, the wicked man is leading a large army and is stationed here.

"Grand Commandant, what do you think the situation will be like in Qi County right now?!" Li Balang asked with some curiosity.

The wicked man sneered upon hearing this, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, it must be a living hell."

Even though they were far from Qixian, the water was still up to their knees, so you can imagine how much water there was in Qixian, which is in the middle of the county.

"Damn it, it feels like we came for nothing!" Zhang Ke wrung out his wet clothes, his face full of gloom.

"I really didn't expect the water to be so strong. I wonder what the situation is in Longxi County!" the wicked man said in a deep voice, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes.

If the water they stored in Hedong County already had such power, then Longxi, located at the source of the Wei River and also receiving the most rainfall, would likely be even more difficult.

"Once the three clans and the Zhao army are destroyed, I must return to Xianyang as soon as possible and cannot linger here!" The wicked man's anxiety intensified.