Chapter 240 The golden light in the dark night
The spiritual power swept across, and on the way to the next village, Zhu Houzhao said in a deep voice: "Old man, you also take action."
"Old slave... ·" Mr. Zheng was just about to refuse, but when he looked at His Majesty's eyes, he stopped.
No problem, just pay attention.
In response, the two powerful men took action together, much faster, and the people who were still alive and trapped under the rubble in one village after another were rescued.
After all, there are not many people in a village, usually dozens of households, or at most one or two hundred households.
In fact, what the victims in these villages need most at this time is food, protection from the cold, and even more confidence.
So every time Zhu Houzhao went to a village, he would directly tell him his identity, as well as the subsequent food and clothing.
More than an hour later, Zhu Houzhao, who was walking straight ahead, arrived at Jinzhou City.
After one glance, his body froze.
"Mom~! Mom, dad, where are you?"
"Gouzi, dad will definitely come to save you. Wait a minute, dad will dig you out."
"Mother, son~ !”
“Oh my god, why?”
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The walls on three sides of Jinju City have collapsed. The city is full of ruins, and there are almost no intact buildings.
Everywhere you look, there are ruins.
The cries of grief are endless, but more of them are still numb, wearing thin clothes in the cold weather.
A feeling of despair enveloped the entire dilapidated city.
The situation here is much more serious than those in those villages.
Zhu Houzhao took a breath, let go of Cheng Lingsu and let her go about her business, and then he spoke.
The sound was no longer like thunder, but firm, powerful, but not too loud, just echoing over Jinzhou City.
"People of Jinzhou, I am the Ming Emperor, Zhu Houzhao, and I am here."
The firm voice and the figure that began to emit golden light immediately attracted the attention of the living people. people's eyes, they look to the sky.
Slowly, they all looked at the figure above the ruins of the northern city gate, which was emitting golden light and looked like a god.
Emperor Ming, Zhu Houzhao!
Whether they are knowledgeable people or ordinary people, no one is unfamiliar with this identity and name.
Because Emperor Shengwu has done too many things in the past three years or so.
It was also continuously passed to their ears by Jin Yiwei.
Moreover, over the past three years, their lives have been getting better little by little, and they can breathe again.
With Jin Yiwei's constant propaganda, they knew who brought this.
The emperor is here!
Almost everyone looked up in disbelief.
“I’m here to save you, don’t worry, let alone despair.
I promise you that I will never give up on any of the Ming people.
I will accompany you to get through this disaster together.
Now, those of you who are still alive, I hope you can all take action to help those in need.
Carry the injured together and someone will help treat them.
The officials who were still alive in Jinzhou City immediately began to organize and help the people. ”
It was like a magical voice, pervasive, and could be heard clearly by everyone, including those under the ruins.
Most people still couldn't believe it and stared blankly at the god-like figure.
But under that voice, they felt inexplicably more at ease.
And some people seemed to have come to life again, with excited expressions on their faces.
Zhu Houzhao didn't say any more. He raised his hand and shot out two dragon balls, which flew to the center of the city. The golden light of the dragon balls shone brightly and heat dissipated.
Those cold winds were blocked, and the temperature in Jinju City began to rise.
The warm breath made all the people feel refreshed.
Zhu Houzhao began to save people.
He reached out and grabbed some ruins, and he threw them out of the city, making a lot of noise.
Soon, a figure buried underneath was gently dragged up by Zhu Houzhao and brought to Cheng Lingsu.
Then start the next one.
Zhu Houzhao just stood in mid-air, exuding golden light. He used his true energy to move away ruins one after another and rescued buried people one after another.
However, although he worked hard, his speed was still much slower than when he was in the village.
Because most of the houses in the city are made of bricks, tiles and stones, unlike those in the villages which are mainly thatched.
The people who were pinned down by rubble, bricks, tiles and wood, once the ruins were disturbed on a large scale, were likely to cause secondary injuries and direct death.
Zhu Houzhao could only take his time, it was too laborious.
But he still didn't go down, and stood in mid-air to save people. When Zhu Houzhao rescued the second person, the people still alive in Jinzhou City gradually came to their senses and began to boil.
“It’s the emperor, it’s the Shengwu Emperor! The emperor is here to save us.”
“The emperor is here to save us, everyone, hold on.”
"Did you hear that, my dear, the emperor has come to save us. The emperor is a god, he can fly, and he has a baby that keeps everyone warm. Just hold on."
"Emperor Shengwu is here, Emperor Shengwu is here to save us, hurry up, everyone, work hard to save people."
"I am a government official, everyone listen to my command..."< br>
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There were more and more excited sounds like being rescued from drowning.
Little by little, it gradually enveloped the entire city.
More and more people, looking at the figure that looked like a god saving people, gradually came back to life.
As if looking at their faith and gods, they got up one by one and began to join the rescue team.
More and more, more and more.
This dilapidated city came to life again, and most of the aura of despair disappeared.
Zhu Houzhao kept watching, and he showed a smile.
He knew that nothing could defeat the Ming people.
Clenched his teeth and continued to save people.
Zheng Gong looked at the scene in the city and came to life with a slightly absent-minded look, and his heart was complicated.
He had seen the scene after the earthquake.
Perhaps, it can only be described as purgatory on earth.
And now...
Your Majesty Taizong, I am more and more convinced that your Majesty can far surpass you and Taizu.
He used his true energy to help save people calmly.
But he still saves effort.
He is always aware of his most important responsibilities.
The busy Cheng Lingsu, taking advantage of a little free time to simply deal with the next person's injury, couldn't help but look up at the golden figure again.
There is so much obsession in the bright big eyes.
About three-quarters of an hour later, Zhu Wuwu and Yan Nantian arrived at Jinzhou City first without anyone.
If there is nothing extra, save people and take charge of the overall situation at the same time, so as to give full play to the power of the people.
Another three quarters of an hour later, Wang Zhi and Cao Youxiang arrived and joined the rescue operation.
With two more doctors, plus the remaining doctors in the city, Cheng Lingsu reluctantly breathed a sigh of relief.
Winter nights always get dark earlier, and the sky gradually darkens, but the rescue is still continuing.
Zhu Houzhao is still standing high in the sky, the golden light on his body is a little brighter, and the light of the dragon beads illuminates the night sky of Jinzhou City.
Propping up this endless night with light.
The people who are still alive in Jinju City, including those who are still alive under the darkness of the ruins, will never forget this dark night.
Let’s never forget the majestic figure of God.
More than an hour after dark, rescue from Zhending finally arrived.
This was all thanks to Zhu Wuwu going back and taking action, opening up a passage.
Some food, bedding, and clothing were delivered.
There were more than 500 young men who joined in the rescue effort without hesitation.
That night, the golden light never went out, and the rescue operations never stopped.
At the same time.
On the road from Beijing to Jinju.
Even in the dark night, Emperor Wu’s Dragon Cavalry had no intention of stopping.
There are more than 6,000 dragon riders in the lead, one person and three horses. Each horse is the best war horse. They can carry people for 600 miles in a day and night.
As for people.
After more than three years of training and polishing, I am afraid no one except Zhu Houzhao knows where the Invincible Dragon Rider has become.
From day to night, no one stopped, eating and drinking were all done on the back of a galloping horse.
The oncoming whistling cold wind seemed to be melted by their shocking energy and blood.
A pair of eyes, full of high fighting spirit, looked straight ahead.
It seems that everything in front of them will be trampled by them.
Because ahead, their Majesty is waiting for them.
(The chapter I owed yesterday is 600 words short. I will make up for it tomorrow. The weather is really uncomfortable, hot and cold, and a cold is even worse.)
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(End of this chapter)