Chapter 304 The dam is completed and the sky clears up after the rain!
"how much time is required?"

Hearing the bad news, Ying Hengda opened his eyes and asked.

Granite is not easy to handle, and its underground distribution range is unknown, which undoubtedly brings greater challenges to the dam construction project.

"I am still investigating. The situation is serious. I am afraid it will take two hours."

Liu Bowen's chin was tightly locked as he made the report. This remark meant that the project would be delayed and the crisis in Jiangbian Village would worsen.

"It's up to you."

Ying Heng stretched lazily, yawned, and trusted that Liu Bowen could handle it properly.

Flood control is both a challenge and a test for him.

Liu Bowen took the order and stepped quickly into the rain, shouldering the heavy responsibility.

It seemed as if heaven was blessing Jiangbian Village and was on their side for the first time.

On a rainy night, Liu Bowen personally led the soldiers to dig the river. There were few obstacles caused by granite, and in less than two hours, they were all cleared away by the shovels of the Embroidered Uniform Guards.

The craftsmen and villagers worked together, and at dawn the next day, the foundation of the river channel had taken shape.

Next, and crucially, a concrete dam was built.

During the construction of the dam, the rain continued to fall and the river waves were even more violent than the day before.

The river was surging, the wind was howling, and the yellow clothes worn by the villagers were fluttering in the wind.

The rain was pouring down. Even wearing straw raincoats, the villagers could not withstand the fierce baptism. They were already soaked.

After working all night, the villagers were extremely tired. However, when the morning light came out, they saw the scene before them and all looked terrified and panicked.

The newly opened river channel of Jinyiwei, their former homes and rice fields have now been submerged by the river.

Chen Ping stood on a high place, gazing at the boundless river, feeling mixed emotions.

If it weren't for the help of the Thirteenth Young Master, Jiangbian Village might have already been buried at the bottom of the river.

The villagers were still frightened and did not dare to slack off. They followed the Jinyiwei to speed up the construction of the embankment.

It was already past noon. The Jinyiwei were physically strong and had practiced martial arts, so they could still do the job even if they worked continuously for ten days and ten nights.

The villagers were exhausted and took turns to rest.

At this time, the flood control dam has taken shape, which has injected new hope into the villagers. As long as the dam is built, they can survive!

The continuous rain made it difficult for the cement to dry, but Ying Heng had a plan in place, otherwise he would not have led the Jinyiwei here.

Many Jinyiwei used their true qi to dry the concrete. The dam wall surrounded by the true qi emitted blue light. Such a spectacular display of true qi shocked the villagers.

Possessing such magical powers, they are like heavenly soldiers and generals in the eyes of the villagers!
Chen Ping knew very well that they were innate masters, but he was still extremely surprised when he saw this scene.

The construction of the dam is nearing completion, but the flood on the riverside is approaching.

As night fell, dark clouds gathered and thunder rumbled.

The rain stopped for a while.

The villagers thought the rain had stopped, however, the rain tonight was like falling from the sky, so heavy that it was almost impossible to move.

Wang and the women and children in the village hid in a protective tent, listening to the dull sound of raindrops hitting the tent, their hearts filled with fear.

Their husbands were out fighting the disaster and their situations were unknown. Facing the flood, these women and children were powerless... The Thirteenth Young Master placed them in the rear. This move was like a solid shield, allowing the family members' chests to stand straighter. Facing the raging flood, a tenacious power burned in the hearts of the villagers. For the sake of their wives, children and parents, they were not afraid of the storm!

With their heads down, they did their best to assist the Jinyiwei in building the dam.

The last piece of red brick was embedded, and a towering ten-meter-high dam stood proudly!
The fence wall built by Chen Ping in the past has now been completely submerged by the river water. Only a roar in the distance remains, which is no longer thunder, but the shocking sound of floods hitting the dam.

Although Chen Ping could not see the scene outside the dam, he could hear the roar that was very different from thunder.

The river flood hit the embankment violently, the earth trembled, and the rain fell as densely as needles. People seemed so insignificant in the face of the majesty of nature.

Even though he knew the dam was extremely solid, Chen Ping still found it difficult to dispel the fear in his heart. This tension permeated the hearts of every villager.

Only when facing death did they realize their past ignorance and naivety.

The deeper their regret, the more grateful the villagers were for the rescue by the Thirteenth Young Master, and their gratitude to Ying Heng was beyond words.

The flood was raging. Although the dam was ten meters high, it could not withstand the raging river water from upstream. The water hit the villagers violently again and again, and the waves rolled and splashed mercilessly on them.

Some villagers retreated in fear and fled in panic to what they thought was a safe place.

However, when they turned around, they saw that the Jinyiwei who were building the dam were still standing firm in their positions, not moving at all. Their determined expressions made the villagers feel guilty.

These soldiers risked their lives to protect their homes! What reason did the villagers have to flee?
The Jinyiwei's fearlessness came from their trust in the Thirteenth Young Master. This bravery infected the villagers, and they returned to the dam one after another, vowing to live and die with him!

Dams made of reinforced concrete are indestructible, what can floods do to them?

After the wind and rain, the night sky seemed to be filled with sorrow. The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the long-lost brilliant light reappeared in the distance.

Chen Ping squinted his eyes and gazed into the distance. There was a sun!
The sun is coming out!
The rain has stopped!
It was only a brief moment before the sun disappeared into the clouds again, but it was enough for Chen Ping to glimpse the dawn of hope!

Hope of survival!
The Jinyiwei's mission was successfully completed. They did not stay and immediately prepared to evacuate.

"Thank you, Mr. Thirteen, for saving my life!"

"Thank you, Mr. Thirteen, for saving my life!!"

After the Jinyiwei left, Ying Heng sat on a tall horse, listening to the voices of gratitude that were getting louder and louder. He smiled calmly, his mission accomplished, and he could go home and have a good rest.

"Tiger Head, remember, that's your benefactor!"

Old Chen's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Chen Ping's receding back and taught the little tiger earnestly.

This time, the little tiger looked determined and nodded vigorously.

"Sir, please stay! I am Chen Ping. Thank you for saving Jiangbian Village. I have no way to repay you for this kindness. I am willing to devote my whole life to you and sacrifice my life for you!"

Chen Ping stood solemnly under his horse, gazing at Ying Heng with fiery eyes. No wonder even a brave man like Xiang Yu would admit defeat. Facing such a favored child of heaven, Chen Ping sincerely admired him and thus began to think of surrendering.

"Your Excellency does not lack servants, but you do lack a counselor. You only need to go to Xianyang to find me in the future."

Ying Heng looked at Chen Ping with interest, and after saying a few words, he whipped the horse and rode away.

Chen Ping watched the man in white go away, and the word "Xianyang" was deeply engraved in his mind.

The army walked further and further away. The woman in purple smiled gently, and the silver bells in her hair rang in the wind.

"It turns out that this is the person you have been waiting for."

In the past, the young man had never stopped to build dams to prevent floods, but now he stayed in a village by the river for a night and even slowed down his pace when leaving.

(End of this chapter)