The wind carried the rain stars, as if looking for something on the ground, ramming around the east and west. A flash of lightning flashed in the sky, as if it had opened a black cloud, revealing a large piece of blood. It took a long time to hear the rumbling thunder. The wind was vibrant and vigorous, causing people to tremble.

Yang Tianfeng's face was tense, and he was just urging the horse to run quickly, and his heart was ups and downs. The day for the general public to suffer finally came. Since he could not stop this day from coming, he could only do his best to save more people and kill more Japanese.

The entire plan had been formed in his mind and was secretly deployed. The Japanese's response measures also made his plan guarantee the success and the need to be implemented. At this moment, he was riding on his horse, his mind was turning quickly, and he was changing and improving the plan.

The group whipped quickly, and blew up to Yang Jiayuan's door like a gust of wind. Yang Tianfeng jumped off the horse, threw the reins to Xiao Si next to him, and said hurriedly: "Go to the ferry immediately, order all the boats to stop, and send people to control me. Then tell the security team in the town and send people to report to various places separately, so that the people can immediately move to Gaogang." After that, he turned around and ran into the gate.

"Please ask Mr. Du, call me Chen Dalong, call Mr. Han, call me Ma Zhiyong... go to the Little Flower Hall to wait for me." Yang Tianfeng's face was as heavy as if he was about to twist out the water, and he ordered to the guard guard in a burst of voices.

When Yang Tianfeng rushed into the back house with sweat, Old Mrs. Yang was burning incense to the Bodhisattva. When she saw her son's appearance, her heart couldn't help but sink.

"Mom." Yang Tianfeng stepped forward to grab the old lady's hand and said anxiously: "The Yellow River has broken its dam. You should go to Chugang immediately. It's not safe here!"

Old Mrs. Yang trembled for a moment, then returned to calm, and said, "Son, I knew this flood for a long time, and my mother had made a decision. You arranged a boat in the garden. What's the panic now? Go, the things outside are so busy that you are busy. I won't be stupid enough to sit and wait for death. You'll be relieved."

Alas, Yang Tianfeng sighed softly, opened his mouth and wanted to persuade him. Old Mrs. Yang had already walked to the door with his hand, patted his back gently, and said kindly: "Go, don't always worry about the family when doing big things, mother can take good care of herself."

"Then I'll make arrangements first." Yang Tianfeng stepped out of the room and turned around and said, "Then come back to accompany my mother."

"Go, go!" Old Mrs. Yang waved her hand gently.

When Yang Tianfeng came to the Little Flower Hall, Chen Dalong, Butler Han and Mr. Du had already arrived. Mr. Du seemed to be uncomfortable and coughed twice from time to time. Du Meiying stood behind Mr. Du and gently beat him on his back.

Ma Zhiyong is the mayor of Qulong Town appointed by Yang Tianfeng. He is far away and cannot come so quickly. Yang Tianfeng was very anxious and did not want to wait any longer. He bowed to Mr. Du politely and said straight to the point: "Everyone, I just got the news that the Yellow River broke the dam and the yellow water is coming southeast. It is estimated that it will reach us in more than thirty hours."

Chen Dalong and Butler Han looked at each other and frowned. Mr. Du was shocked and stood up, coughing even harder, pointing at Yang Tianfeng, unable to speak.

"Mr. Du, this matter is absolutely true. No matter how brave the boy is, he will never dare to joke about his life." Yang Tianfeng stepped forward to help each other and said sincerely.

Mr. Du stared at Yang Tianfeng tightly. Yang Tianfeng did not hide or dodge and looked at each other calmly. After a while, Mr. Du asked in a deep voice: "Tell me clearly, cough, where did the Yellow River break the embankment? Where is the water now?"

Yang Tianfeng waved, and an escort spread the map on the table. Several people came over. Even Du Meiying was next to her father, staring at her with her eyes wide open and she looked hard.

"The Yellow River breaks here at the entrance of the Garden." Yang Tianfeng pointed and said, "According to the telegram sent by the Japanese on the front line to the city last night, the yellow water flowed southeast, with a speed of about five kilometers per hour. I have repeatedly calculated the distance from Kaifeng to the county, so I came to the conclusion of more than thirty hours."

Boom, there was a flash outside, and it was on my head, and the crackling sound of raindrops began to sound.

Mr. Du glared at Yang Tianfeng fiercely and scolded: "Do you understand what the dam breaks? It will cost someone a death if you prepare according to your calculation time."

Yang Tianfeng was talking about it, and there was a lot of information in his mind, but it was not omnipotent. He opened his mouth and was stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly: "You are always an expert, and you really don't know what the dam breaks."

Humph, Mr. Du rolled his eyes and reached out to point the map and said, "Of course, the cracks in the river bank were smaller at the beginning and the water flow was slower, but the impact force of the water caused the mud and sand on both sides to collapse to both sides. When it collapsed, the punching hole would become bigger and bigger, and the water flow would become faster and faster. Look at this day, based on my years of experience, this rain is impossible to be small. So, the speed of this yellow water is not the five kilometers measured at the beginning, and the time will not be more than thirty hours."

Everyone present gasped. Yang Tianfeng nodded heavily and said, "Mr. Du is an expert, and I, an outsider, almost missed the matter. I have sent someone to report the news separately. If the people move quickly, it will be enough time to move to a high place."

"I'm afraid that the people are still concerned about the crops in the fields, and they are lucky enough to leave easily!" Chen Dalong said without any worries.

"Sixth uncle, are your people ready?" Yang Tianfeng asked suddenly and blindly.

Chen Dalong was stunned for a moment, then nodded understandingly, and said, "Come on now?"

"Yes." Yang Tianfeng's eyes shot out fiercely and said fiercely: "Take people away immediately, do it cleanly, don't disturb others. Also, send people to guard there. If someone from the city reports the news, they will clean up together."

"I understand." The flesh on Chen Dalong's face twitched twice, turned around and strode away.

Thunder and rain sounded.

Yang Tianfeng turned to Butler Han and said, "Send someone to drive a car to Mr. Du's house and transport all the things to Wohugang; then put the straw bags I bought with soil and transport them to the dike wall to prepare for rescue and blocking the water."

"Don't ask the immortal Zhang to do the trick?" Du Meiying narrowed her eyes and stared at Yang Tianfeng thoughtfully.

"What should that charlatan do to him?" Yang Tianfeng lowered his head and packed the map and replied casually.

Du Meiying looked at her father, and the two reached the same conclusion in their eyes. Yang Tianfeng had known this would happen for a long time. Whatever invites gods and sets up a stage is just a cover.
Chapter completed!