Chapter 181 The source river bursts its banks!

Many things in the world actually happen at the same time.

These things seem unrelated, but in fact they are closely related to each other.

When one thing declines, that thing grows.

Time moves forward a little.

Source River Ferry.

A more accurate name should be Huayuankou.

This mother river, Dayue, which has nurtured water for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, stretches for tens of millions of miles, flows into the sea, and nourishes the local land and water.

Unfortunately, mothers are not always gentle.

When she is angry, she will stir up huge waves, making the earth roar, the mountains and rivers tremble, and the people flee.

In order to solve this problem, countless people of noble character and lofty ideals in all dynasties have spent their entire lives, using the inheritance and efforts of several generations and dozens of generations to try to quell this tragedy.

Countless manpower, material resources and wisdom piled together to eventually build a high dam, which blocked the thousands of miles of smoke and waves, stopped the rolling mud and sand, protected the land and water, gave birth to millions of fertile fields, and helped countless families.

The word "Mother" of the Mother River has gradually become well-deserved.

Even if uncontrollable anger occasionally arises, filial sons and grandchildren will rush to clean up the mess and remedy the flood.

But today, a group of outsiders came to the mother river of Dayue.

Those people were wearing armor of different colors and had unfriendly looks.

And the people she once protected have gone far away.

“This is the source river!”

Standing at the entrance of Huayuan, Dayong's commander-in-chief looked leisurely and somewhat emotional.

Under the dam, the terrifying water vapor rushed straight into the sky, the rolling mud and sand flowed eastward, the raging waves hit the sky, roared for thousands of miles, swift and fierce, vast and boundless, as if falling straight into the sky, or hanging from the sky!

At first glance, it is a sea of ​​mud and sand existing on the fertile land of the Central Plains.

Being here, it feels like the Milky Way is pouring down, and the vastness of the world is all in my heart.

Have you ever seen that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns? Witnessing the magnificent waves with your own eyes, it is inevitable that a sense of pride will rise in your heart.

The Yangtze River flows eastward forever.

Compared with this great power, how many people in the world can leave their names behind?

The commander-in-chief of Dai Viet had a dark complexion and said impatiently, "Just dig it, but you're still talking too much nonsense!"

"That's wrong. Seeing this scene, it's inevitable to feel a little emotional. The Yuan River rushes to Yuzhou, and beyond Yuzhou is the imperial capital of Dayue."

The commander-in-chief Daqi was still somewhat interested, "Only one more step is needed to destroy the country of Dayue."

"Stop talking nonsense and dig for me!!"

In the end, it was the new Daqing commander-in-chief who waved his hand and made the final decision.

Following his orders, countless soldiers from foreign countries raised various tools from Dayue in their hands and waved them towards the Huayuankou Dam.

It is the flood season now and the water flow in the source river has risen sharply, but it is still within controllable range.

But a group of tiny ants were eating away at the armor on her body that concealed her temper.

"We must take over the entire Dayue within three years!"

Looking at the busy soldiers, the commander-in-chief of Dai Viet said coldly.

The Four-Nation Alliance sounds very powerful, and it is indeed true.

However, long-distance expeditions are extremely costly!

It took the four countries six years to conquer Yuzhou and Yangzhou. This is intolerable.

It was alright when they were in Yuzhou, as the incident happened suddenly and they were able to steal a lot of property.

But when they arrived in Yangzhou, although this place was rich in Dayue, it had already been cleaned up by Huang Tian's army. Even those who did not have time to clean up were not fools. They knew that there was the Four-Nation Allied Forces in front of them and Huang Tian's army behind them, so those who could run away had already run away with their property!

This resulted in the Four-Nation Alliance's gains being far less than expected.

Even the expenses along the way have already brought a great burden to his country! Tens of thousands of soldiers need to be fed and fed, and hundreds of thousands of people are needed to serve them.

If you can easily win a great victory and seize everything by force, then it is not a losing business.

The problem is, something went wrong.

Mo Qiu suddenly appeared and made an example of someone else. He led three thousand Mo practitioners to charge directly into the army formation and even killed Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Daqing.

This is simply a slap in the face of the Four-Nation Alliance! But the other party has the moral right - the Four-Nation Alliance has more soldiers and generals, and the total number of Grandmasters is naturally far greater than that of Dayue, but the only thing they can't do is to retaliate like Mo Qiu.

The Four-Nation Alliance still has some dignity, even if it's not much.

Probably no one wants the tragedy of the Grandmaster's disaster to happen again.

Just like no one had guessed that just one assassination would lead to the Grandmaster's downfall, the ones who need to maintain the rules now are the Four-Nation Alliance.

As a master, Mo Qiu led 3,000 disciples to form a fierce military formation and killed Liu Xuanqi, the commander-in-chief of Dayue.

In any case it cannot be called an "assassination", this is called a frontal beheading.

The other party is defending their country.

Who says a master can’t defend his country?

The Four-Nation Alliance could not find any fault in this regard, but after this incident, masters from all countries were present.

There is no need for the masters to do it themselves; just staying in the army will be a deterrent.

There is a tacit understanding among countries that grandmasters are rarely dispatched when countries go to war with each other.

For the masters who have almost mastered the great power of the mortal world, the risk of facing the army directly is still very high. Their real role is not to be used on the battlefield, but to assassinate.

It is rare to find a ruthless person like Mo Qiu who dares to charge into the army with three thousand disciples and actually succeeds in beheading someone in a thousand years.

The other party succeeded and no one could say anything.

Moreover, Mo Qiu was not stupid. After the grandmaster of the Four-Nation Allied Forces arrived, he never took action himself again. He only commanded his Mozhe to defend the city. If one place could not be defended, he would move to the next one.

The commander-in-chief of the four countries should have been happy.

But, the Mohists are so damn good at defending the city!

Just Yangzhou alone has delayed them for nearly four years, and they haven't gained much benefit.

This is intolerable! If this continues, they don’t know whether Dayue will perish or not, and soon there will be foxes howling in their own country!

For example, among the four countries, Dai Viet, the weakest country, had already become jealous and could no longer afford such consumption.

The four-nation coalition forces were supposed to join forces to kill people and divide up Dayue, but why are they instead stuck in the quagmire?

In addition, the old emperor passed away and the new emperor came to the throne. He was planning his achievements, so he wanted to send twelve golden medals to ask them to speed up.

This pressure is really unbearable.

If they continue to go through this slow and steady process, the commander-in-chief of Dai Viet will not know whether Dai Yue will be destroyed.

But he probably should, might seem to, perhaps was actually going to die.

However, there is always a way out.

There are ways to take shortcuts without using the somewhat difficult-to-control power of a martial arts master.

For example, the source river burst its banks!

Yuzhou is the granary of Dayue. If the Yuan River bursts its banks, it will be enough to flood thousands of miles of fertile farmland.

Dayue, who was already in danger, could not possibly continue to hold on under such circumstances - what else could a group of starving ghosts do? This was the fastest and least expensive method, and it was hard to find one.

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Especially the Huayuankou, it seemed as if it was specially reserved for them. Once the Huang Tianjun and the Mohists retreated, wouldn’t it fall into their hands?

Although the bursting of the Yuan River would inevitably lead to the devastation of the people in Yuzhou, we couldn't care less about that now.

Win! Winning is the most important thing!

The domestic situation and the new emperor's orders have exhausted the patience of the commander-in-chief of Dai Viet.

When this crazy plan was brought out, even the commander-in-chief of Daqing couldn't help but look sideways.

Although this method is good, it is against the harmony of nature.

But as the saying goes: War is a trick! The grand and righteous way is to find Mo Qiu, they are only responsible for winning.

In order to win, nothing is impossible, it’s just a matter of whether the cost and reward are worth it.

In the end, the commanders of the four-nation coalition forces unanimously passed this decision.

They were not interested in continuing to play along with the Mohists and the Huang Tian Army - oh, by the way, I heard that there was a White Lotus Sect in Yuzhou that had lasted for several dynasties. They had rebelled in every dynasty and had extremely rich experience. They might be even more difficult to deal with than the Mohists and the Huang Tian Army.

It would be too time-consuming to proceed step by step like this, and the cost might even exceed the gains, which would not be worth it.

In this case, we might as well solve the problem in one go while the Mohists and Huang Tianjun have just set foot in Yuzhou and have not gone far, and before the White Lotus Sect has fought with them!

Wouldn't it be wonderful to drown the rebel army? Of course, although this method is good and can solve the resistance of most ordinary people at one time, it is not realistic to rely on this method to directly drown the master figure.

But it doesn’t matter, their master is already in place.

Whoever dares to come will die! Thanks to the efforts of the soldiers from Daqi, Dayong, Daqing and Dayue, the dam at Huayuankou was finally destroyed.

In just a moment, the rushing water of the source river began to vent unscrupulously the anger that had been suppressed for so long.

There is a folk saying: The water here is ten miles and nine feet deep, and it takes one year to grind a needle.

At this moment, the Huayuankou, with its guard removed, was no longer obstructed.

The rolling yellow water covered the surface, and the raging waves rolled and roared as they rushed forward.

The land was covered, the plants were submerged, and the houses were washed away. This scene, which is beyond human control, is repeated over and over again among the surging waves.

The sky is filled with mud and sand, and the river flows eastward! Even though the sky is billions of miles long, it is filled with mud and sand.

The soldiers and commanders standing on the dry shore stared at the scene before them that seemed like the collapse of heaven and earth.

I was speechless for a moment.

After a long time, a man came forward. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes still had a dignity that penetrated into his bones. He looked at the dug Huayuankou dike and murmured, "This is... a devastating act!"

"That's wrong. Water attack is just one option in military tactics. It has been used countless times throughout history. It's just using water instead of soldiers. It's very common. This time it's just a little more noisy."

The commander-in-chief of Daqing finally relaxed his anger when he saw the Yuan River burst its banks. He said with a smile, "Although this method is good, it will inevitably lead to desperate people. For example, Mo Qiu, who considers himself a master, dares to act on his own and disrupt the overall situation. Now that the Huayuankou has burst its banks, I'm afraid that guy will come again. When the time comes, I'll have to trouble you to deal with it."

"It's just Mo Qiu, he's just one person. You've been a master for over seventy years, how could you be afraid of him?" The commander-in-chief of Dai Viet also said politely.

As for grandmasters, of course every country has them.

Because Moqiu had killed the former commander-in-chief of Daqing, the countries had originally agreed to send a master to take charge. However, in order to vent their anger on Moqiu, Daqing sent two masters.

The person in front of him is the master of Daqi.

And he did not come here in response to a call. He just heard about Mo Qiu from the report of the Daqi army and came here on his own.

In addition, he is nearly 120 years old, and has reached the end of his life. His life span is probably numbered. No one can or dares to control where he wants to go.

Even Daqi's other martial arts master is his disciple.

If such a master figure were in Daqi's country, the emperor would bow and greet him whenever he saw him, and would not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

Whether in terms of prestige, strength, or age, he can be said to be the best in the world. In addition, Daqi's national strength is the strongest, so even the commanders of other countries dare not ignore him.

Bai Xundao shook his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on the overflowing water of the source river. As a martial arts master, he seemed to be trembling as he spoke. He said slowly: "I am not afraid of fighting, I am only afraid of the word morality."

Afraid of morality? The commander-in-chief of Daqing and the commander-in-chief of Dayue looked at each other.

What a mess!

The martial arts master has reached the pinnacle of personal power in the world, so what can he fear? Not to mention something as intangible as "morality"! The so-called morality is nothing but the imagination of the folk chickens and dogs, just like a dog wagging its tail to beg for mercy and expecting its owner to give it a bone, or an ox in the field expecting someone to loosen the shackles on its neck.

It's fine if people without ability believe in it, but you are a master, why do you still believe in this? Who are you pretending to be? If you like the word morality, go back and tell the emperor of Daqi, and those scholars will have to write 108,000 words a day to praise you for your morality.

Why do you have to act so compassionate in front of us? Of course, there is no way to say this directly.

"You really like to joke."

The commander-in-chief of Dai Viet laughed and said jokingly, "There are always casualties in war. If more of their people die, fewer of our own people will die. It's better to kill others than to kill our own people, right? Morality is something that should be left to our own people."

"Yes, yes!"

The commander-in-chief of Daqing also nodded repeatedly, "There is a folk saying, 'Everyone should clean up the snow in front of his own door, and don't worry about the frost on other people's roofs.' Only by making the people of Daqing suffer for a long time can our people become prosperous! The soldiers who follow us are all someone else's son, someone else's husband, someone else's father, right?

You don't want to see your countrymen die in a foreign land, do you? If they don't want to die, then we just need to let the people of Otsuki die quickly. We have no choice. It's not that we are ruthless. It's precisely because we are ruthless that we want to cut the Gordian knot and put an end to Otsuki's resistance!"

The two of them spoke eloquently. Since they had made this decision, they had already made countless preparations and reasons in their minds, and they didn't seem to regret it at all.

Bai Xundao didn't speak for a long time.

How could he not know these principles?

But why do I always feel uneasy?

Mo Qiu, as a fellow master, what would you choose at this moment? (End of this chapter)