Through the lifted tent flap, everyone could see the rain outside.
The raindrops pounded against the tent, like they were hitting everyone's chests, making it hard to breathe.
Near the landslide-dammed lake, a vast expanse of mist soon rose up, creating a dreamlike scene.
Qin Zhaoyue, standing at the door, thought to herself: It really feels like a dream.
We just discovered we'd gone to the wrong flood discharge point, and then the rain started. It couldn't be worse news.
Every single soldier on the lakeside was completely drenched.
Although they had all heard that it was very likely to rain today, who doesn't have a bit of wishful thinking?
That faint hope was shattered and washed away by the rain, disappearing without a trace into the mud.
Qin Zhaoqiong rushed out of the tent, raised her head and let the raindrops fall on her face, stunned and confused...
These days I've been focused on flood discharge and dredging, sleeping at most two hours a day, and I've never slacked off in my hard work and dedication.
The image of a mud dragon swallowing mountains and rivers seemed to appear before her eyes, instantly giving her the illusion that human power was powerless.
Feeling lost and uncertain about the future, my spirits suddenly slackened, and I stumbled into a soft, sweet embrace.
His trembling eyes refocused, "Zhaoyue..."
Qin Zhaoyue looked at that imposing face and had never seen her so helpless.
She didn't think her eldest sister was so fragile; ultimately, it was due to a lack of understanding.
Floods are often beyond human control; in a sense, trying to control them is going against nature.
To put it simply, there are too many uncontrollable factors, and the higher one's ambition, the harder one is to fall.
"Eldest sister, you are the backbone of disaster relief; there can be no wavering."
There was no anxiety in his brows, and his expression was calm, as if he were talking about something perfectly natural.
Qin Zhaoqiong in her arms trembled slightly, as if a force rose from her feet and filled her body again.
She let out a long breath and regained her balance.
“Meng Jian”.
"Your subordinate is here!"
"With the skills of a high-ranking martial artist, could a crack be created in a short time?"
Meng Jian's face was grim. How could a fifth-rank martial artist possibly shake a five-zhang-thick rammed earth embankment?
With only him and Sui Mo at the fifth rank, even if they put in their best effort and took turns fighting, it would be impossible.
"Your Highness, I am incompetent."
Qin Zhaoqiong waved her hand, "This is none of your business. Order the Tiangong Division to find a new flood discharge point."
I'm only giving them half an hour. After that, all villages downstream must be forcibly relocated, and the flood discharge must be completed.
Since precise dredging and route planning are no longer feasible, we should expand the scope.
By sacrificing half of Mingyan County's land, pressure on upstream areas can be alleviated.
Qin Zhaoqiong may lack experience, but she is not lacking in courage and decisiveness.
After accepting the fact that they could not perfectly achieve disaster relief, they quickly made a choice.
"Wait!" Qin Zhaoyue spoke up at that moment.
She understood her elder sister's plan, which showed great courage and was perhaps the best choice under the current circumstances.
However, there was one problem: the eldest sister had never personally witnessed the terrifying power of a flood or mudslide.
Okay, Qin Zhaoyue hadn't seen it either, but she had seen videos of it.
It's no exaggeration to call it divine retribution, especially mudslides.
If the river's course cannot be controlled, and mudslides are allowed to flow unchecked downstream, their destructive power will be immeasurable.
After all, Mingyan County is located at a relatively low point in the prefecture, and the floods from upstream will exacerbate the mudslides.
Unless there are natural conditions such as high terrain or a vast area of dense forest that can provide shelter, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Commander Meng, please give orders to your men as your elder sister commands, but if you stay, I might... have a way."
Such familiar lines, like when purifying water or treating a critically ill patient.
But flood control... this is different from the previous two problems. There is no room for trial and error, and this problem seems too big.
"Zhaoyue..."
Inside the tent, just before the rain started, there was a fleeting moment when Qin Zhaoqiong wanted to ask her magical sixth sister if she had any other ideas.
But... the wrong flood discharge point, the unknown depths of the five-zhang-thick dikes underground, and the start of rain—the situation couldn't get any worse.
Is there really another way? And how much risk would be involved?
The words were on the tip of her tongue, but Qin Zhaoqiong swallowed them back down.
Anyway, there's still half an hour left, and it's happening simultaneously on the other end, so there's no harm in listening to what my sister has to say.
Meng Jian thought the same thing. He rushed into the rain to find his deputy, relayed the princess's order, and then quickly returned to his tent.
"Elder sister, Commander Meng," Qin Zhaoyue turned to look at her side, "you come too."
So the four of them re-entered the tent, using their inner energy to separate the inside from the outside.
Fifth Prince Qin Jingzhan at the gate: ?
Can't you see it? Can't you see it again?
He's the obedient and well-behaved Fifth Prince who never causes trouble!
They even brought the maids, so why not bring along this useless fifth brother!
Why does this scene seem so familiar?!
Gu Tingyun, the junior official of the Wanmin Division beside him, suddenly felt much better.
Although he was also excluded, compared to him, it seems that the Fifth Prince looks more pitiful.
Inside the tent, Qin Zhaoyue's expression shifted between light and dark, and she finally let out a deep sigh.
“My advisor is that alchemist Chen Qingxuan…”
The other three: ...
It was him again? How could this advisor be so multi-talented?
The water purification plan was given by a sorcerer, the cure method was found in an ancient book that has been lost, and the strange syringe was made by a magician.
If the injection hadn't required a skilled person to perform it, Qin Zhaoyue would probably have cleared herself of all charges.
Of the three people present, none of them were fools; they just kept quiet and didn't expose each other.
"Chen Qingxuan is skilled in alchemy and some research. At the same time, he also takes on other jobs to make a living, such as making fireworks."
According to him, an accident occurred during the manufacture of fireworks, and he obtained a very terrible recipe.
When he joined my household as a staff member, he secretly presented me with that prescription.
Because of its excessive power and instability, I have decided to temporarily shelve it.
However, in the current context, it might have a surprising effect.
That formula is called gunpowder…
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