In the dead night, a loud thunderous sound suddenly roared. The Chuangjun, who was still sleeping, opened his eyes incredibly and jumped up. In the horizon, a silver line rushed towards him in a hurry.

"It's flooding!"

"Escape quickly!"

Amid the cry of fear, there were scattered crusades everywhere, and the camp of the crusades trapped in the city for more than a year was broken. However, the water and fire were ruthless. As the terrifying refugees of the crusades were rushing toward the city walls, the open city gates were like rivers, rushing with the rapid yellow Yellow River water. The neat streets of Kaifeng City were filled with the terrifying cry of death. The people who were swept away by the flood peaks were stretched out their arms as if sorghum in the ground. The dead city suddenly became boiling and filled with the sky, and countless people were crying in the catastrophe.

Kaifeng City, the city is overwhelming, and one city is stacked with one city! Once again, in the huge man-made disaster, this city was buried heavily under the dust of history.

There are many versions of this flood. Many people believe that the flood was caused by the Ming Dynasty's official army. After the defeat of Zhuxian Town, they were completely unable to escape Kaifeng, so they burned and dug the dam. Some people also believe that the flood was released by Li Zicheng, after all, Li Zicheng could not capture it for a long time. And they ordered the opening of the Yellow River Dam, which not only destroyed Kaifeng, but also used floods to create more refugees in the downstream to strengthen the rebel army. Especially after destroying the Ming Dynasty's Kaifeng City and flattening the Ming Dynasty as the latter fortress, there were no more rebel army obstacles in the Zhongzhou area. This battle completely ended the Ming Dynasty's rule in the Central Plains.

There is also a saying that the rebel army and the official army both dug the Yellow River dam together, which led to the originally controlled amount of water becoming such a large flood!

But no matter what the saying goes, this battle lasted for two years, involving hundreds of thousands of troops and 100,000 people died in the battlefield, ended with the catastrophe of hundreds of thousands of residents in Kaifeng turning into Dragon Prince people and dying in the flood.

Neither the Ming Dynasty nor the Rebellion Army seemed to have achieved what they wanted.

After this war, the situation in the Central Plains gradually calmed down. Li Zicheng, who had received too many spoils, was not busy advancing eastward. But for the court, this was not a good omen, because Li Zicheng's refugee army no longer plundered and moved around like the refugees in the past. He began to occupy the prefectures and counties of the Ming Dynasty in Henan in an orderly manner. Shortly after the Battle of Kaifeng, Li Zicheng established a regime in Xiangyang, called himself the Grand Marshal of Fumin in Detian Shunyi, built six governments in imitation of the six ministries of the Ming Dynasty, and also divided the scholars who surrendered to serve as ministers and other officials.

Li Zicheng has officially developed the ambition and determination to replace the Ming Dynasty! Chongzhen was so angry that he couldn't eat well for several days, but he had no choice.

There is no way, the Baoding army has been destroyed, and Ning Jin army has disappeared. Xuan Dajun, Qin army, one main force has been defeated by Chongzhen. Now only Zuo Liangyu's Huguang army, the remaining Jing camp, Zhu Dadian's Nanjing army is not in a state of chaos. Kong Huizhen's Sichuan soldiers are still fighting to the death with the invading Zhang Xianzhong. Now Yuan Chonghuan's remnants of Qin army have not even appeared on Chongzhen's strategic map.

At the end of the 15th year of Chongzhen, in October, the Ming Empire was in a dangerous state of falling apart.

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At this time, the Dongjiang River was full of liveliness.

I really don’t have the ability to convert the steam engine on the harvester. In the cold rice fields in September, groups of farmers still have to waving their sickles and cut off the rice that had lowered their heads.

But even so, there were laughter and joy everywhere. Looking around, the orange rice ears on the plain were covered with orange rice ears. The farmers in Dongjiang wearing big straw hats each turned into dog-headed warriors, lifting up the sickle and swinging forward like a human-shaped harvester, and the rice hills cut from a pile of dough were pulled onto the spike field.

Who would have thought that such a large granary could be hidden in the bitter and cold land?

Of course, big corn cobs are indispensable in the Northeast. The one end of Hegang is a corn planting area, and golden and silver-white corn is everywhere. The stick that has just been broken is thrown into a big pot and boiled. When bitten in the mouth, it feels tender and tender, which reminds people of their first love.

Sun Chuanting's title in the Ming Dynasty was the Minister of War and the Governor of the Three Borders, but when he arrived in Dongjiang, he was unable to separate from the factory director. At the 19th Factory, he was the factory director. When he arrived in Songhua River, he became the director of the 37th Ranch. Fortunately, he changed his title this time, otherwise I wonder if he would be aesthetically tired.

The one who welcomed him was Wu Aheng, the former governor of Ji Liao of the Ming Dynasty and the current director of the production workshop of the 19th Factory. Two former senior bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty have now adapted to the earthy life in Liaodong. A table above the hot earth kang was placed, a large pot of cooked green corn, a large pot of potatoes dipped in local sauce, and a large pot of pork stewed vermicelli. The two of them crossed their legs and drank corn wine, drinking sips one by one.

"Mr. Sun, congratulations to Gaosheng! I respect you for my brother!"

"Mr. Wu is a joke. Now I am still a guilty man. As a prisoner, how can I say that I am promoted? I just do my best for the court!"

Still the same look as if the ancient Jing Wubo was holding the wine glass, Sun Chuanting said calmly, but Wu Aheng made him unable to calm down.

"Brother Sun is still worried about this prisoner? Moreover, is Brother Sun really doing his best for the court?"

"What does Lord Wu mean?"

Sun Chuanting couldn't help but put down his wine glass and stared at it, but Wu Aheng took it calmly, calmly drank the wine and spit out the turbid air, and then answered comfortably.

But he did not respond to Sun Chuanting's question directly, but said in a gloomy voice.

"As Brother Sun went south to the army, there was another report from the top. Zhuxian Town of the court was defeated by 400,000 troops. Everything was as expected by Brother Sun. The thieves had become a climate. His Majesty had no one to dig back from Dongjiang to the level of Yuan Chonghuan and Yuan Supervisor Yuan!"

"Mr. Sun, you have also supervised Shaanxi. After Fu Zonglong and Wang Qiaonian were defeated, what is left on the three sides? You won't know what is left."

"Anyway, I'm old for my brother! I guess I'll stay in this 19th factory in my life! Brother Sun, you should take care of yourself..."

Sun Chuanting understood it clearly. Unexpectedly, the tough Wu Aheng accepted his fate before him. First of all, the conflict between Dongjiang and the court has become clear, just like the relationship between the vassal states and the central government in the late Tang Dynasty. The result of the battle of Zhuxian Town has made him have no hope for Chongzhen. After he left, he will become the director of the 19th Factory, and he will satisfy the director and no longer want to go back to the Ming Dynasty.

However, he was worried, and he was obviously more valued by Mao Jue, and he had many opportunities to make his mark in Dongjiang. Once Mao Jue really set up his own business and raised the flag to compete with the Ming Dynasty, where should he go? Just like Xun Yu during the Three Kingdoms, he was loyal to the Han Dynasty, but assisted the Han prime minister Cao Cao. When Cao Cao and Emperor Xian of Han were in opposition, his dilemma was not worthy of being told by outsiders!

When he really reached that step, Sun Chuanting had no idea what to choose. He simply changed the topic and poured the glass of wine with his head raised. Then he reached out to fill up the glass of wine for no one, drinking and talking.

"I was recognized as the commander-in-chief of Hegang Town. This time I came back to organize the troops in Hegang Town and followed the army south. Brother, the fifteenth day of next month is the military time! It will take me ten days to assemble and advance. To begin tomorrow, brother, you must hurry up and harvest the autumn harvest. The work in the factory must be arranged in advance. Once the war begins, the young men will not know when they will come back!"

This news made the atmosphere at the table silent again. Thanks to Mao Jue, he took out a cigarette from the box and sucked the smoke and dust into his lungs. He took a few sips. Then Wu Aheng asked again solemnly.

"You can bring the guys out, and you will definitely bring them back!"

This time, Sun Chuanting's answer was much quicker and more decisive, and he nodded heavily.

"In the battle with Jiankui, even if Sun was torn to pieces, he would do his best. Although he couldn't guarantee to bring them all back! But I would never let them die on the battlefield in vain!"

With a bang, the two porcelain cups hit each other heavily.

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This year, the Great Wilderness Year is in the Vale, and wars are raging, but the high-latitude areas outside the Vale seem to have adapted to the abnormality of the Little Ice Age. Coupled with the construction of large-scale water conservancy facilities, it is a great harvest.

Every household was full of granaries, with a series of corn and peppers scraped on the walls. In the pigpen at home, the pigs seemed to have been fattening a few times. The newly relocated immigrants from Heilongjiang who were careful not to lose a grain of food. The old Dongjiang people who had been living here for several years were happily planning to go to the market, pull cloths, and make new clothes.

But at this joyful childhood, the cold war horn broke into the lives of every household in a nightmare. This time it was an unprecedented war order in Dongjiang. After all, Yu's father went south, the situation inside the pass was about to become clear. In the next two years, Mao Jue will also separate the Qing Dynasty from outside the pass.

"Wow!!! Dad, don't leave!"

Early in the morning, the shrill crying sounded in the factory courtyard. Looking at the children below, I didn’t know which group of children were crying loudly, Sun Chuanting felt sour.

"Don't worry, everyone in the family has me. My husband and Shi Ning will wait in Hegang to have a drink and celebrate the achievements of the officials!"

Compared with the separation of life and death below, Mrs. Sun, who was born in a military family in Qinzhen, was obviously much more polite. She just tidied up the war robe for Sun Chuanting. Aside, Sun Chuanting's eldest son, Sun Shining, was also quietly seeing him off.

This scene has been experienced many times during the Ming Dynasty, but now, for the first time, Sun Chuanting feels reluctant to let it go.

It seems that life is really comfortable!

He thought secretly, but Sun Chuanting rarely smiled on his face. He reached out to hold the hands that were buttoned up with the robe, and then reached out to pat Shining the head.

The autumn wind blew, and the men put on their battle robes lined up to receive flintlock rifles and bayonets at the factory gate, and joined the team. They immediately formed a large army that was scattered around the world in Dongjiang. They looked back at the two women and women standing on the balcony to say goodbye. The balance in Sun Chuanting's heart seemed to fall a little to the side again.
Chapter completed!