The villagers fell to the ground and cried, their houses were gone.

And people and food are still in the house.

A house soaked in water can't stand the flush of water.

Almost all collapsed.

And one of the mud houses has not yet collapsed.

Inside the earthen hut, an old man is rescuing his own food.

This is their family's harvest for one year.

If there is no food, he doesn't care, the old man has already lived enough.

However, his little grandson can't run out of food.

There is only such a single seedling in their family!

The old man held his grandson with one hand and rescued the grain with the other.

However, the old man's attention was focused on rescuing food, and he didn't see a wall that was about to fall down.

When the old man noticed that the earth wall was about to fall, it was too late.

The old man used the fastest speed in his life to drop the food.

Hold the little grandson tightly in his arms.

He wants to use his rickety body to resist the huge force of the earth wall falling down.

However, the old man waited for a long time, but he did not feel the power of the earth wall.

The old man turned his head and saw a sword guard holding the earthen wall, with blood oozing from his mouth.

"Walk!!!"

At this time, the old man suddenly came to his senses and ran out with his grandson in his arms.

Just as the old man ran out, there was a loud noise behind him.

boom! ! !
The earth wall fell, and the figure of the sword guard disappeared under the earth wall.

The old man and the surrounding villagers went crazy and rushed towards the earth wall.

They want to gather the strength of everyone to lift the earthen wall.

hold head high! ! !
A deep dragon-elephant sound sounded from under the earthen wall.

The sword guard who was crushed under the earth wall broke through the wall in an instant.

At that moment just now, Jian Wei also thought that he was going to die.

He was running the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu crazily.

Until the moment the earth wall fell, Jianwei's Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu broke through to the fourth floor.

The earth wall, which had already been softened by water, was no longer a problem for the sword guard.

All the villagers gathered around.

The old man's grandson handed Jianwei a cornbread in his hand, and then hid in the old man's arms, watching Jianwei secretly.

The sword guard, covered in mud, held the cornbread in his hand, and tears fell from his tears.

The old man asked: "You are not the Emperor's personal soldier, are you?"

The old man was just an ordinary citizen. In his opinion, only the emperor's personal soldiers could have such strength, and they would not die even if they could be crushed by the wall.

"I am the bodyguard of the World Bodyguard Bureau."

At this time, Jian Er also ran back with people, assigned some people to help organize the rescue, and led people to the already built hill camp.

The remaining sword guards continued to rush towards the next village.

Jian Er saw the old village chief organizing the villagers, dragging the food on the door panel and following the team.

Seeing a lot of food on the door panel, Jian Er laughed and scolded: "You old village chief, you just said that you are poor and have nothing. It's nice to pretend to be pitiful!"

"What? Did you think we were going to rob you?"

The old village chief smiled naively, and said, "Don't you still say what kind of official you are? It turned out to be a bodyguard."

At this time, on the hill where Han Xiuyuan was, more and more people gathered here one after another.

They carried pots, led the young and old, and even dragged baskets.

For them, this is the most valuable thing at home.

Han Xiuyuan was still watching the trend of the river.

The sword guards all came out of refugees, and they have all experienced this.

But for Han Xiuyuan, a modern person in his soul, he was still very shocked.

At this time, Han Xiuyuan's subordinates had already distributed the tung oil cloth used for building the shed to the common people.

Let them do it themselves and build a shed to shelter from the wind and rain.

After the common people set up the sheds, they boiled water in pots for everyone to drink.

Every time a sword guard came back, the people would greet them with a bowl of hot water.

After a period of observation, the common people also knew that those sword guards were Han Xiuyuan's subordinates.

Some of the old and the weak, Yilin and others have already started to use one Yang finger to send out true energy, so as to ensure that they will not get sick as much as possible.

At the same time, many doctors in Huanyang Medical Center began to make medicine to treat people suffering from wind and cold.

At this time, a sword guard arrived on horseback.

His internal energy was close to exhaustion, and it was all used up with light work.

So now he can only ride a horse.

Han Xiuyuan knew him, this Jianwei was one of Jian Jiu's subordinates.

Jianwei was so tired that he was almost speechless.

Originally, Han Xiuyuan wanted him to rest for a while before talking.

However, after the sword guard took a sip of water.

He stood firm and said, "The county magistrate of Jian County is right behind."

Jianwei took out some documents from his arms.

"Sword Master, this is the account book when the embankment was built."

Han Xiuyuan said: "Go down and rest. As for the county magistrate, since he has a problem, he will kill him directly, just to give an explanation to the people below."

He has seen the big picture here for so long.

It is very clear that the river embankment has completely collapsed, and it must have been cut corners during construction.

It is not uncommon to see shoddy goods as good ones at any time.

Han Xiuyuan didn't even need to ask, there was definitely something wrong with the county magistrate.

As for whether the prefect of Jiangcheng would be implicated, it was no longer within Han Xiuyuan's concern.

However, the head of the county magistrate is a good thing.

People in this era believe in natural disasters as well as man-made disasters.

If the imperial court really traces it down, it feels that the world's bodyguard bureau has misguided intentions.

Then the head of the county magistrate is his means of protecting himself.

Push everything to the county magistrate.

At that time, Han Xiuyuan only needs to hand over the head of the county magistrate and say that the flood is caused by the county magistrate's excessive taxation and extortion.

He, Han Xiuyuan, just complied, beheading the county magistrate just to get rid of the disaster was enough.

When the head of the county magistrate was sent by the sword guard.

All the people did not speak, not even crying.

At this time, the people had no time to complain, nor did they bother to look at their heads.

Because everyone is actively participating in disaster relief and doing their part.

At this time, Han Xiuyuan couldn't care about these anymore.

"Jian Jiu put this head away, maybe it will come in handy in the future."

"As for the others, the sword guard obeys orders!"

"I need a team of [-] people. Those who have sufficient internal strength will stand up. We must completely solve this flood!"

All the sword guards present, including the one who just came to deliver the news, took a collective step forward.

Han Xiuyuan said: "There is still a part of order to be maintained here, don't all go, as long as a hundred people are enough! Trust me!"

At this time, the young and middle-aged people among the people also stood up: "We are also willing to help!"

Han Xiuyuan left behind Jiansi who was in charge of setting up the camp, and asked him to command these young and middle-aged men to do a good job of assisting the sword guards.

Li Qingluo, who had been following Han Xiuyuan all this time, said, "Since you need someone with strong internal energy, then I will follow you no matter what!"

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