In the distance, there was a severe landslide.
However, the closer one gets to Jinhe County, the more severe the disaster becomes.
There is not only armed defense here, but also military defense.
It should be noted that just five kilometers away from Jinhe County is a tributary of the Yangtze River.
Six thousand military defense soldiers are blocking the dike here, and tens of thousands of Miao people are also participating in the rescue efforts.
Because the terrain here is flat, if another flood were to sweep through, millions of acres of farmland downstream would be submerged, and many more houses would continue to collapse.
The person in charge of military defense and disaster relief was someone Ah Chen knew—the same General Jing who carried gold leaves on his shoulder on the day he met Elder Jing in Yanjing.
A large number of Miao people were marching towards this direction, and General Jing already knew about it.
It was Mi A'ling, the spirit maiden of the Xiang Miao, who told him this, but he never expected that the one leading the Qian Miao team would be Xiao A'chen, the future Miao king.
But when he saw the list of supplies handed over by Mi A Ling, not only he, but everyone in the temporary command tent was shocked.
One hundred pigs and one hundred cattle have been slaughtered, along with fifty tons of rice and a quantity of vegetables.
10,000 life jackets, 500 rubber boats, and 10,000 raincoats.
Several Miao medicines, a complete medical team, --
etc--
Do you also have cooked food?
…
"Sir, this—"
The sheer volume of supplies alarmed the military defenses.
General Jing hadn't expected that even with things in Qiandong in such a state, the probationary Miao King Mu Achen could still mobilize such a massive amount of supplies.
At this moment, his hands, which were holding the list of supplies, were trembling slightly.
"Miss A-Ling, do you mean that all of these were donated by A-Chen to the flood relief workers?"
"Commander, do you know me, the quasi-King of the Miao people?"
"It's more than just knowing each other!"
General Jing laughed heartily, "Prince Mu is a remarkable Miao lad! Miss A-Ling, when will they arrive?"
"We should arrive in about half an hour."
"Walk,--"
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