On the north bank of the Yellow River in early spring, the climate is still bitterly cold, and the cold spring rain mixed with light snow falls on the muddy ground, making the air even more humid and cold. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The floodwaters caused by the bursting of the Yellow River have receded, but there is still standing water in various places, and the official road is submerged in a foot of water. The forward cavalry of the Wu army rode horses, and the horse's hooves stepped on the water, splashing in bursts of water. As far as the eye can see, the Yellow River has been left behind by the bursting of its banks, the corpses of people and livestock can be seen everywhere, and the village is in shambles after the flood. In higher places, the water has receded, leaving muddy ground; The lower terrain still has deep or shallow water accumulation.

The Wu army scout cavalry entered a small village where the flood had just receded, only to see that the village had been washed away by the flood, and many houses had collapsed, although some houses had not collapsed, but the doors and windows were destroyed, and some houses were only left with ruins, and some were staggered. Everywhere in the village, there are traces of the aftermath of the flood.

The Wu army scout cavalry took a few steps forward, only to see several corpses lying on the ground that had been soaked in water and twisted and deformed, the corpses had been blistered and became swollen, and because the muscles and skin had been blistered, they became very fragile, and swarms of rats were surrounding the corpses and gnawed. Seeing someone coming, the rats all ran away.

The scout cavalry walked up to the corpse, only to see that the corpse's stomach had been bitten open by rats, some of the corpse's internal organs had been eaten, and the foul-smelling intestines were flowing on the ground.

Rats can swim and are still very vigorous. After the flood, the rats climbed up the dry land again, and the carcasses of people and livestock became food for the rats.

"Lost conscience!" Looking at the tragic situation of the people in the Yellow Flood Area, the captain of the Wu Army Scout Cavalry sighed.

The flood washed away the road of Wu's northern expedition, giving Ba Hai a chance to rest and regroup. Moreover, the Wu army had to pass through a large number of yellow flood areas, and along the way, not only the roads were muddy, and it was difficult for the Wu army's artillery and baggage to move forward, but also the disaster victims that could be seen everywhere along the way were also a headache for the Wu army.

"On the way, I saw the corpses of the victims, as well as the carcasses of livestock, and they were all buried. Otherwise, the weather will be warmer in a month or so. If there is a plague, it will not only harm the people, but also our army. Wu Sangui ordered people to go down.

"Dashuai, the end will pass all the way, and there are homeless victims everywhere. Some of the victims have crowded outside the last general's barracks, how do we settle the victims? Gao Dejie asked.

Wu Sangui said with a very conscientious conscience: "Anyway, the road ahead is also broken, and we can't walk for a while, so we might as well set up a porridge shed to help the people." ”

"Dashuai, but our own food is not very abundant!" Hu Guozhu said in surprise.

Wu Sangui snorted: "The old man doesn't have much food here, but the old man's grandson-in-law has a lot of food!" Immediately send a messenger to Jiangnan and ask your grandson-in-law to bring some food! Also, isn't he very fond of accepting disaster victims? If you want to build a railroad or a factory, let him take a group of disaster victims away! ”

"Will he give food?" Xia Guoxiang asked.

Wu Sangui said: "The old man can be sure that he will definitely produce food!" In addition, send a messenger to Xiangyang to welcome both the Holy Driver and the King of Jin to Kaifeng! ”

"No!" Several generals of the Wu army retreated.

The merit of relieving the people was done by Wu Sangui, but the grain was not from Wu Sangui, but from Wang Yu. Why wouldn't Wu Sangui do such a thing? At that time, the common people were grateful to Wu Sangui, but it was Wang Yu who paid for the food. Wu Sangui also wants to accumulate virtue through this incident and establish a good reputation.

Outside the Wu Army's vanguard camp, which was set up on a Yellow River embankment, a pontoon bridge extended from Kaifeng on the south bank to the north bank of the Yellow River. On the pontoon bridge, teams of carts kept passing through the pontoon bridge to deliver food.

In the open space outside the gate of the camp, there was a dense crowd of victims, all of them with yellow faces and thin muscles, ragged clothes, sitting or lying, drenched in the cold spring rain, crying and moaning endlessly. Outside the Wu army camp, someone set up a shed, and the Wu soldiers were making a fire to make porridge.

Gao Dejie walked out of the camp and walked to the victims.

What caught Gao Dejie's eyes was a skinny and skinny victim, who had a hard time living and could barely starve to death on weekdays, but now they had suffered such a catastrophe, and the tragic situation was naturally needless to say. Every victim was dying of hunger, their clothes were in tatters, and because of the floods, many of their furniture had been washed away by the water, and they were wearing tattered clothes, without shelter from their houses, shivering in the cold rain and snow. From time to time, people die, and the family members of the deceased cling to the bodies of their loved ones and crying, and the bleak scene is unbearable.

"It's miserable!" Gao Dejie couldn't bear it.

"General!" The victims knelt on the ground when they saw an officer dressed as a high-ranking general.

Gao Dejie looked around, opened his voice and said, "Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, get up quickly!" I am Wu Dashuai, the pioneer Gao Dejie is also! The handsome man couldn't bear the suffering of the people, so he specially ordered a porridge shed to help the people! ”

"Xie Wu Dashuai! General Xie Gao! "The people kowtowed on the ground.

The sound of gongs sounded in the porridge shed, and someone opened his voice and shouted: "Soup kitchen!" ”

Hearing this, tens of thousands of dying victims struggled to their feet, holding tattered pottery bowls, and staggered to the porridge shack. It looked like a corpse of walking corpses, as if a gust of wind could blow them down. Even young adults who walk fast are stumbling, stumbling, and stumbling when they walk. The victims gradually gathered into ten long lines. Lined up in the porridge shack that exudes steaming heat.

The porridge shed is very large, dozens of large iron pots are lined up in the grass shed, and only ten stoves can be used to put relief grain at the same time, and outside the porridge shed, there are more than 200 Wu soldiers with knives and guns to maintain order.

The people lined up in a long line, and the people in front entered the porridge shed, and the firewood burning in the porridge shed and the hot porridge pot emitted bursts of heat, making the people feel warm. The people who entered the porridge shed seemed to be unable to bear to leave the warm porridge shed, but immediately a soldier Wu came up and drove out the people who received the porridge.

"This fellow, we can't help it! If you don't go out inside, the people behind you won't get porridge!" "A couple of soldiers came up to chase away an old man.

The old man's granddaughter knelt on the ground and begged bitterly: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's okay!" Grandpa's clothes were so thin that he was going to freeze to death when he went out. ”

"Poor innocents! Qinggou is really unconscionable! If this Tartar puppet dynasty does not perish, it is really unreasonable! Gao Dejie said bitterly.

Someone came up and said, "General, should we build more sheds and make fires in them?" Otherwise, after dark, it would be so cold outside, I don't know how many people would freeze to death. ”

Gao Dejie said: "Gao also wants to save the people, but we can't do anything!" There are not so many tents, and there is not so much firewood, how can you let Gao be good? ”