To prevent Xingxing from attracting attention, Zhao Guihua quickly knelt down as well, howling so loudly that it completely drowned out Xingxing's sweet, childlike voice.
"God, please open your eyes and send down some rain to put out the fire. Don't let our house burn down. God, please!"
The quintuplets were also startled by their mother's wailing. After listening for a while, Zhou Sanfu was the quickest to react. He also knelt down on the ground and wailed, "God, please let it rain! Our house is going to be burned down by bad guys!"
Soon, Zhou Dafu and the others realized what was going on, and they all knelt down together, their wailing getting louder and louder. Eventually, it escalated to the point where all the elderly, children, and women in the village knelt down and begged God for help.
"Boom!" A short while later, a bolt of lightning as thick as a pillar suddenly streaked across the night sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder.
"It's thundering! Heaven heard our cries for help and is coming to our rescue!" Zhao Guihua shouted.
So everyone knelt and worshiped even more enthusiastically, and the thunder grew louder and louder. Suddenly, a thunderous roar erupted, and a burst of light lit up the direction of the village entrance.
"Lightning struck! Where did it strike? Will it hit our child?" An elderly villager stood up shakily and peered out, as if trying to see who the lightning had struck.
"Splash!" Soon, a torrential downpour began, and everyone was instantly soaked to the bone.
At this moment, the group was on a small path leading up the mountain not far from Old Master Zhou's house. The heavy rain was hitting them like being hit by small stones, causing them excruciating pain. The path was slippery due to the rain and it was pitch black, making it impossible to climb the mountain.
"Come to my house to take shelter from the rain." Fires won't start in the rain, and if we guard the gate well, the refugees won't be able to get in.
The refugees must be getting really soaked by this torrential rain; they're probably scrambling to find shelter right now.
Zhao Guihua's guess was correct. The so-called refugees did not expect the sudden downpour. Just a moment ago, the sky was full of stars, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds loomed overhead, and rain began to fall unexpectedly.
The raindrops hurt all over. The rooftops of the houses in Yegou Village that had just been set on fire by the rockets were extinguished by the rain. The thorny walls didn't even collapse. They couldn't find a house to take shelter from the rain in the village.
"Damn it, what kind of weather is this? It started raining just like that. Is God deliberately messing with us guys?" The man who spoke was burly, with a face full of scars and a fierce look.
This man was originally a refugee, but later he formed a gang and gathered about a dozen like-minded strong men to form a group that specialized in robbery and murder.
When they can't get money or food, they snatch refugee children to eat. They have knives, and some of them even know some martial arts. They are vicious and ruthless. Real refugees are no match for them and can only be slaughtered at their mercy.
This group grew increasingly audacious, eventually daring to overthrow the government office, become its leader, and lead a large group of refugees to fight, kill, and plunder grain. They easily wiped out villages in other areas.
Only Yegou Village is said to be very difficult to deal with. Refugees attacked it twice but failed. Later, this group of people heard that the villagers of Yegou Village were also refugees who had fled there. They were very fierce and ruthless in fights.
This piqued the group's interest, and after some discussion, they decided to wipe out Yegou Village that night. They thought everything was going to be successful, but fate intervened and blocked them from entering the village.
Some people couldn't stand the rain and tried to run away, but the leader killed them with a single blow. The leader shouted in a gruff voice, "Without my orders, anyone who dares to retreat a single step will suffer this fate."
Although the rain was heavy, the leader's rough, grating voice still reached everyone's ears without missing a single word. Some of these refugees genuinely followed the leader, while others were forced to follow him.
Those forced to follow along were naturally less loyal and unwilling to fight to the death. If they hadn't been killed for trying to escape, they would have run away long ago.
"Brother, this can't go on like this. If the rain keeps coming, everyone will get soaked and it won't be able to take it. If people are all exhausted, what's the point of fighting?" the leader's henchman reminded him.
That's right, they called this attack on Yegou Village a war. The leader occupied a county government office and thought he could dominate the world. After taking Yegou Village, he thought he could completely take over the entire Lishan County.
Next, he prepared to attack other county towns or prefectural cities, determined to succeed.
"Boom!" Another lightning bolt struck. Not long ago, a lightning bolt struck and killed several refugees who had launched rockets. This second lightning bolt struck the leader precisely.
The leader's brothers were also affected. Fortunately, it was raining, and the fire on their bodies was quickly extinguished. However, the electricity that was conducted through them made them shiver. The leader was particularly badly affected, as he was charred inside and out by the electric shock.
"Big brother, big brother, how are you?" The one crying out was the leader's closest brother, and he genuinely cared about his life or death.
The leader struggled to move his eyes twice before dying with his eyes wide open.
"Ah!" The leader's brother was suddenly stabbed in the back and fell to the ground dead on the spot.
The person who killed him was also a member of the gang. However, none of the gang members were good people. Before, they were kept in check by the leader and dared not cause trouble. But as soon as the leader died, they immediately jumped out and wanted to become the leader themselves.
A new leader was quickly formed, but the refugees under him did not react much. To them, it didn't matter who the leader was; they were all just being driven.
"Let's retreat first, find the nearest village to take shelter from the rain, and come back when the rain stops." The new leader gave the order, and everyone hurriedly ran towards the nearest village.
The rain continued for a day and a night, only stopping on the evening of the following day.
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