dognovel Chapter 328 Flood
Chapter 328 Flood
Rain poured down from the gloomy sky, hitting the streets and roofs of Logronia with a low sound. However, despite the bad weather, the citizens were still as busy as ants, gathering in the market, crowding in front of the stalls, bargaining, and running around in the trivialities of life.
In the square at the corner, the ground was soaked by rain and became muddy, forming small puddles. The conscription officer stood on a makeshift platform, his raincoat shaky and soaking wet, but he still shouted:
"Citizens! The Mitlans are approaching! Our land needs your defense, brave people, stand up and fight for your homeland!"
His voice echoed in the rain, piercing the silence of the rain curtain. People listened in the rain, and although they had tired expressions on their faces, the army gradually formed in the square. Most of them were young people who were eager to join the army. With anticipation and nervousness, they told the civil servants their names and addresses, and then went to the back to receive their weapons and equipment.
On the heavy city wall, the defenders seemed a little bored. Several soldiers wearing simple cloaks were talking to each other, with their weapons lazily leaning against the wall. The rain continued to hit their armor, seeming to convey endless boredom. The view in the distance was blocked by the rain curtain, and the hazy scene made them feel difficult to understand, and they felt vaguely uneasy.
A soldier wiped his water-stained face with his hands, looked up and glanced at the square, saw the young figures lined up in a long line, shook his head and sighed: "What's the point of recruiting soldiers now? When the Midlanders come to attack, are we going to rely on these armed citizens to go up?"
Another companion rubbed his shoulders, and suddenly there was a sound of rain flowing: "The atmosphere has been set here, we can't tell these passionate citizens that they are useless."
The Lana soldier stood quietly at the edge of the city wall, his eyes focused on the river through the drizzle. The rain continued to irrigate the earth, and the river surface was rippling slightly in the gray sky. The rapid flow of water seemed to dissolve the surrounding dullness.
Suddenly he asked softly, "Do you think the river has become wider? The water level seems to be much higher than before."
The companion beside him glanced at the river casually, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't care."
"It's nothing. The river level rises a little during the rainy season every year. There's no need to worry about it."
His tone was relaxed, even with a hint of sarcasm:
"It's just like the annual Festival of Lights. It happens every year and everyone has become accustomed to it."
The Rana soldier nodded, but still felt vaguely uneasy. Although his companion's attitude made him feel relieved, the rapid flow of water formed a sharp contrast with the crowds gradually gathering in the square, which made him feel a sense of crisis. The rain was like an invisible line in front of him, gradually blurring his judgment.
"I just wonder if the river water will flow back into the city at this time?"
He asked again tentatively.
"Relax," the companion waved his hand impatiently, "I'm a local, Logronia has a complete sewer system, and I've never heard of Logronia being flooded since I was born.
"What's more, there is a dam upstream of the river. During the rainy season, the gates of the dam are closed to prevent the water from the upstream from flowing down."
At this time, another soldier interrupted and said:
"If the water gets really high, I don't want to be flooded into the city. That would be even more troublesome."
As the rain continued to pour, the water in the river outside the city of Logronia rose day by day. The wide river surface was turbulent due to the rain, and the sound of waves echoed in the air, as if issuing a warning.
The moat was right next to the rushing river, and the pressure of the river water was getting greater and greater, and it began to flow back into the drainage outlet. The originally dark drainage channel was now filled with surging floodwaters, and the water roared in the narrow space, as if struggling to escape from this unbearable oppression. Mud and gravel were rolled up, and with them came lingering noises, breaking the original tranquility.
"What's going on? Is the sewer blocked?"
At this moment, citizens walking on the street also noticed the abnormality of the water inlets on both sides of the street and stopped to watch.
"boom!"
As the water level continued to rise, the flow from the drain became more and more intense, eventually breaking through the bottom line of the road and pouring in.
The sewers on the streets were gradually submerged by the raging flood, and the water flowed like an angry beast, winding and seeping into every corner.
The stone brick pavement seemed so fragile in the face of the raging water. The mixture of rain and river water formed a layer of turbid mud on the street. The surging water sometimes rolled and sometimes rippled, and the whole city seemed to be shaking.
"The flood is coming! Run!"
People looked at the water flowing in all directions and fled in panic. The water that rose with the rainy season gradually became more and more rampant. The original vitality and noise on the streets were swallowed up by the rapid flood. The shouts of the citizens were mixed with the sound of rain, forming a chaos.
As time went by, the flood began to spread, gradually submerging the edge of the square, and more and more shops were hit by the waves. Some people were busy lifting their belongings, trying to escape this sudden disaster; others were watching from upstairs, their faces full of anxiety and fear.
On the city wall, the soldiers' tense nerves seemed to have reached their limit at this moment. Unexpectedly, their joke actually came true. At this time, the general in charge of commanding the soldiers hurried down from the tower and shouted to them:
"What are you still standing there for? Help!"
"Come on, everyone, get on the city wall! It's safer here!"
No matter how hard the soldiers shouted, more citizens had to choose to stay near high-rise buildings because of the flood. They held a glimmer of hope in their hearts, thinking that the height of the building would protect them. Faced with this situation, the soldiers had no choice but to raise their voices, trying to lead the citizens to a safer place, but in the urgent situation, many people just looked at each other, worried and anxious.
Citizens were leaning out of the balconies of the tall buildings, looking anxious as they watched the flood approach them. The water on the streets began to gather and quickly formed rivers. The once bustling streets gradually disappeared in the rippling water, seemingly drowning along with everyone's hopes.
The water flowed faster and faster, mixed with mud and gravel, and made a crackling sound. People looked at the streets from their windows and balconies with horror, and the streets turned from peaceful walking paths into raging rivers, like an unstoppable disaster sweeping in. In their hearts, they were struggling with helplessness and hope.
"Come up quickly!" The soldiers' shouts still echoed in the air, but the only response they got was the increasingly chaotic scene in the distance. Some people began to shout loudly on the rooftop, while others couldn't help crying. In that bound space, the urgent calls and deep helplessness were intertwined.
On the hills north of the dam, thick clouds covered the entire area, rain poured down, and the air was filled with a damp smell. John stood high on the hill and looked down at the rushing river below.
"grown ups!"
At this time, a Midland cavalryman came from the north and came to John and reported:
"Lord John, Lord Hoss has already evacuated all the troops in the camp to the north. At the same time, the area around Logronia has been surrounded by floods."
Hearing this news, John felt relieved. He glanced at the pocket watch in his hand and ordered:
"Tell the soldiers on the dam to wait until tomorrow to lower the gates."
"My Lord, is this all right? The water level in the streets of Logronia is still higher than anyone else."
"Eh."
John waved his hand and said:
"I'm not a bad guy. My goal this time is to make all the food and gunpowder in Logronia damp. This way, they will not only lose the artillery that can kill us from a distance, but also the food to sustain their efforts. Soon, the citizens will surrender because they can't hold on any longer."
"Now, order the army to head north to join Earl Hoss, and have the soldiers guarding the dam clear the bodies of the Lana people and then enter the fortress to take shelter from the rain."