Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1260 The next moment, the storm surges

Ling took a step back and raised his hand to Liu Yao:
"I have been ordered by the general to provide assistance to His Highness Ninth Highness. I also ask His Highness Ninth Highness to get in touch with the Magistrate of Guang'an County as soon as possible to clarify the cause and consequences of the military ration incident. In this case, the Magistrate of Guang'an will definitely do his best to help His Highness."

When Liu Yao heard this, he had to sigh at the general's good intentions.

Although the Guang'an County Magistrate is an official on the list, there is no problem.

But he rashly went to ask him to help with the dredging. While the Guang'an County magistrate was responsible for disaster relief, he might not be willing to do his best to assist.

In previous years, officials would be beheaded and deposed during disaster relief operations, but it was rare for the nine tribes to be implicated.

Just because the crime of ineffective disaster relief is not a heinous crime, this can prevent officials from being afraid to be ordered to provide disaster relief, thus leaving the people with no way to seek help.

However, when it comes to military supplies, it can range from beheading and confiscation of homes to the death of relatives.

His retrieval of the transferred military rations was tantamount to helping Guang'an County Magistrate prevent a family annihilation. In this way, Guang'an County Magistrate would definitely help him with all his strength.

Thinking of this, Liu Yao sighed again: "The general has thought carefully, which saves countless troubles."

Ling Dao: "Guang'an County is not the only place where there is a problem with military rations. Please go to the Ninth Highness and notify the magistrate of Guang'an County as soon as possible to bring people to move the rations."

"My subordinates will leave some secret guards to guard the rations, and then continue to take back the rations that have been moved elsewhere and hand them over to His Highness. In this way, Your Highness's trip will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

Liu Yao nodded: "Thank you."

Ling was about to leave, but was stopped by Liu Yao: "Sir."

Zero stopped and said, "Your Highness, please speak."

Liu Yao showed concern on his face and worry in his tone:

"I see that Mr. Sir leads a large number of people, and some of them are sent to deter corrupt officials and assist in the operation of the warehouse. There must be not many available people around the general."

"Now the general is going to Qingdu Weir alone to mobilize the tiger away from the mountain for this king's trip. I am worried that the general will put her in danger. Mister, may you care about the general?"

Hearing this, Ling showed a rare smile.

He said: "Compared to a group of rabble, Bei Yan's army of tens of thousands, I believe that the general can handle it with ease. Please rest assured, Your Highness."

Liu Yao's expression calmed slightly after hearing this.

But I can't let go.

He said: "An old friend once said, 'There are treasures in the sky, like the sun, moon and stars; there are treasures in the earth, like abundant grains; there are treasures in the country, like loyal ministers and good generals; there are treasures in the family, like filial sons and great grandchildren.'"

"The general is the treasure of Dongling. The safety of the people in Jiangbei is very important to the stability of the situation in Jiangbei. The life of the general is also very important."

As he spoke, he sincerely asked, "Sir, please protect this loyal minister and good general for Dongling when necessary."

Meng Ziang looked at Liu Yao in surprise.

Ling was silent for a moment, then solemnly responded: "Yes, Your Highness."

Liu Yao carried his small baggage containing a few pieces of dry food, a bottle of water, and some emergency medicine, and embarked on the planned route.

He said: "Sir, we need to set off immediately."

Meng Ziang kept up with him: "Yes, Your Highness."

The moment before the fire was extinguished, Ah Liu and Ling's eyes met, and then they disappeared into the darkness.

Under the dark night, there is blood and undercurrent.

This devastated land is filled with grief.

But there are people one after another, silently carrying their burdens and moving forward.

……

The enemy took action.

Go straight to Bai Mingwei and his party.

This morning.

The team marched to Qingdu Weir as usual.

Suddenly, many black spots floated on the water.

From a distance, it looks like a floating corpse carried by the current.

Along the way, the team encountered many corpses and drifting trees.

However, in such a large area, the guards immediately noticed something strange.

A guard jumped onto the ship and informed Bai Mingwei: "General, there is a situation ahead."

After a while, Bai Mingwei walked out of the cabin.

She stood on the deck and looked around.

As the fleet moved forward, the things floating ahead became increasingly clear.

There was a faint, hoarse cry for help mixed in with the sound of the waves.

"Help... help..."

"Help me..."

"help me……"

"save……"

It's driftwood!
On the driftwood, there are people scratching.

The long driftwood can hold several people, and the short driftwood can hold one person. .

They were driven downstream by the ruthless water.

At this time, the weather in Jiangbei had cooled down, and the water was even bone-chilling.

So much so that some of the people picking up the driftwood had fainted from the cold. Others are still conscious and are weakly calling for help.

Use your last bit of strength to grasp at the immediate life-saving straw.

"Help……"

"I don't want to...die..."

Seeing this, the subordinate officials quickly asked for instructions: "General, what should we do? Our boat cannot save so many people. Moreover, the mountains surrounding this water area are steep. If we want to save them, we will have to stay here for a long time." , can we move them to a safe place. If we don’t save them..."

Bai Mingwei was speechless.

If not rescued, these people who are clawing at the driftwood for a chance of survival will undoubtedly die.

At this moment, the subordinate officer spoke again: "General, something is not right! Why are there people here? They are not like refugees fleeing from famine. Even if they are refugees fleeing from famine, how can they be floating in the water? Is it possible? , what kind of trap is it?”

Of course it's a trap.

However, those floating in the water are also real refugees.

It was those people with ulterior motives who used the refugees as a trap.

Bai Mingwei pondered for a moment and immediately ordered: "Set up a defensive formation and approach these people."

The subordinate officials still had doubts, but the guards did not delay.

At the command, the boats following the boat immediately formed a formation, like stars over the moon, guarding the boat towards the driftwood floating on the water.

"Rescue."

Another order.

Bai Mingwei jumped up. Like a beautiful water bird, she spread her wings and soared above the water. At the same time, she swooped down from time to time to lift up the young children and hold them in her arms.

Then, she pointed a little and used the strength to return to the boat.

Several children who had fainted from the cold were gently placed on the deck by Bai Mingwei.

She ordered again: "Speed ​​up the speed of the boat, move to the front to intercept, and all the boats close to the boat will follow."

As soon as the words fell, the speed of the boat became extremely fast.

Riding the wind and waves, we soon arrived in front of the driftwood group.

The boat swung sideways, blocking the driftwood behind.

"anchor!"

The anchor dropped and the boat stopped moving.

However, there is only one small boat and it is difficult to support it alone.

Seeing that a lot of driftwood was washed away again, the boat following immediately filled the gap that was not blocked by the boat.

"Throw the rope! Connect end to end!"

Bai Ming gave a slight command and a rope was thrown out.

The guards sprang into action and soon had the boat connected to the boat.

At both ends of the shore, ropes were tied to trees whose roots clung to the mountain wall.

Boats, boats, in a row.

A small weir is formed, cutting across the water surface.

Finally, the driftwood drifting down was blocked.

However, although the driftwood was blocked, how to save people became a problem.

There is no place for the boat, and there are cliffs on both sides of the bank, making it impossible to rely on.

In this section of the river basin from west to east, the river channel narrows in front and the water flow is particularly turbulent, making it impossible for the refugees to follow the river.

Seeing this, Bai Mingwei just said quietly: "Rescue the old and young first."

The guards sprang into action.

The subordinate officer seemed to be confused: "General, our boats can't bear it! According to my opinion, there are only a few hundred refugees in front of us. Our mission here is to save tens of thousands of refugees. Please help me." The general weighs the trade-offs.”

Bai Mingwei ignored him. While slowly squatting down, she took off her cloak and covered the child who had fainted after being rescued just now.

She raised her eyes and glanced at the subordinate officer lightly.

The subordinate officials were so frightened that they dared not speak.

Bai Ming said softly: "His Highness loves the people like his own children, and has promised not to give up a single drop of his people. If we stand by and watch at this time, wouldn't it be contrary to His Highness's ideals?"

What the enemy wants is for them to stand by and do nothing.

In this way, everything His Highness Ninth Prince did outside Luquan City was reduced to a joke.

They can also help.

In this way, the enemy will launch an attack while they are busy trying to save people.

Bai Mingwei slowly stood up after taking off his cloak.

She glanced sharply at the mountain walls on both sides of the bank in front of her.

Then, he faintly uttered one word: "Kill."

The little gray marten on its shoulder actually let out a high-pitched neigh that was not a normal mink.

The next moment, the wind surged.

(End of this chapter)