If Wei Zi and his party saw only refugees in the first half of the journey, then what they saw in the second half was purgatory on earth.
Although the Yellow River dam still blocks the rolling water, its two tributaries have long been unable to withstand the continuous heavy rains. There have been several floods. People within a radius of dozens of miles have moved their families if they can walk.
These are part of the refugees who are constantly flowing towards Takikyo.
The rest cannot be left.
Nine of the ten rooms in the village are empty, and the lonely old man sits at the door, waiting for the flood to wash him away, or to starve to death before the flood.
The only life was the hoarse cry of a child abandoned by his parents.
Occasionally, there are emaciated adult men and women with green eyes shining like dying wolves.
White mist was rising from the shabby cauldron.
Caiwei almost fell off her horse when she saw the ragged man eagerly pulling out the cooked body regardless of the scalding boiling water.
Fortunately, Bai Shui had quick eyes and quick hands to help her.
"How could he-" He was eating people! Caiwei was trembling all over.
She had heard of such things, but they were far less shocking than what she saw with her own eyes.
"Perhaps it's like this when we are extremely hungry -" Baishui smiled bitterly, his voice sad.
"No! I won't! I'm a human being! If this happens, I'd rather die!" Caiwei almost roared.
Baishui said nothing more.
If you can say this, you have never experienced real hardship.
Back then, she went on a mission with Prince Feng and was trapped in a snowy mountain. She also fought with a black bear when she was extremely hungry.
She killed it.
When she bit the black bear's neck and drank the warm blood, she also wondered: Am I still a human being?
But such thoughts only passed by for a moment.
On the edge of life and death, everything boils down to three words: live.
By drinking raw black bear blood and eating raw black bear meat, she finally had the strength to get out of the desperate situation.
As the golden sunlight fell, when she met Feng Shizi again, who was also stained with blood and in the same state of embarrassment, she couldn't help but sigh: Only by living can there be hope; living is so good.
After two days of galloping on horseback, Wei Zi had exhausted most of her energy, her hands and feet were shaking involuntarily, and her inner thighs were in severe pain.
But she couldn't stop.
Feng Danyuan said that no one had evacuated from the towns closest to the Yellow River.
Except for the elderly over sixty years old and children under ten years old, everyone went to the front line to strengthen the embankments.
Linze seemed to be persuaded, and the order to "discharge the flood" was not conveyed to the front line.
Everyone is gritting their teeth and holding on.
Wei Zi would check the weather forecast on Yanxiao's bracelet every half a day.
It's bad, it rains constantly.
We can only pray that there will be no heavy rains, otherwise, even if the "flood discharge" order is not issued, as Feng Danyuan said, the Yellow River dams will not be able to hold up.
The water level of the Yellow River has exceeded the historical maximum.
"stop!"
When Feng Danyuan saw Wei Zi's pale face and bloodless lips, he immediately gave the order to rest and glanced at Bai Shui.
"Princess, hand." Baishui swept over her body and went to help Wei Zi.
When Wei Zi dismounted, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Baishui hugged her: "Go to the carriage."
Wei Zi did not show off.
After eating solid food and drinking water, she regained consciousness.
Bai Shui pointed to her thigh: "I'll help you apply the medicine."
