When the rushing flood reached the bend, the river channel could no longer accommodate such a large flow and suddenly rose out.
As the water flow behind increases, the rising water level becomes higher and higher.
The flood overflowed the Laishui River, overflowed from the bend, and then flooded towards the Loufan King’s camp in the east.
At this moment, it was already late at night. Except for a few drowsy soldiers on duty, King Loufan's camp was dead silent.
It was raining outside, so they were not worried that Zhao Muyun would send troops to attack the camp.
In Han Yanshou's opinion, if they just hold on to the ground, Zhao Muyun's troops at Feihukou will be unable to bear the loneliness and will take the initiative to attack.
Because Zhao Muyun had to rescue Weizhou in the end.
But up to now, there has been no movement from Zhao Muyun, and Feihukou is also silent.
Prince Loufan and Han Yanshou drank some wine, talked for a while, and then went to bed early.
The Beidi soldiers who had traveled a long distance during the day to reach Feihukou were also extremely exhausted.
Only Murong Hu and a group of injured soldiers from his tribe could not sleep.
Murong Hu was holding a wolf-tooth collar in a daze. Seeing his sad expression, he must be thinking about his son Murong Chunhua.
"The rain has stopped, so why is there still so much water coming in?"
Suddenly, Murong Hu discovered that a lot of water suddenly appeared on the ground in the big tent, and he thought there was a rain leak somewhere.
But the rain has stopped!
Murong Hu was extremely confused, so he stood up and walked out of the tent with the lamp on.
A gust of wind blew out the lamp.
In the dim night, Murong Hu discovered something very horrifying. Their camp had become a vast ocean, with water everywhere!
"The water is rising, the water is rising, everyone wake up!"
Murong Hu let out a sad and angry roar!
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