Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 452 Huang Yundong Arrives
"It's still the same here!"

Following the Yellow River upstream, crossing countless mountains, He Bo once again arrived at the source of his river.

On the flat and wide land,

As temperatures gradually rise in spring and summer, the area is covered with lush green grass.

Some yaks and antelopes, who had slowly migrated here in search of water, were lowering their heads and savoring the taste with their teeth and tongues.

Occasionally, some clouds would drift across the sky.
However, due to the grandeur of the plateau, even the drifting clouds find it difficult to leave much of a trace here.

Under the warm sunshine,
The scenery of the plateau exudes an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

of course,

The main reason is that apart from the ghosts and gods who can travel thousands of miles in an instant, there are no other terrifying two-legged beasts roaming around here.

The raw desolation of nature, mixed with the leisurely enjoyment of animals, creates this unique flavor.

He Bo walked skillfully towards a herd of antelopes, stroking their heads and remarking with admiration:
"Sitting here occasionally can truly cleanse the soul."

He found a flat, comfortable spot to sit down, lay down, and started rolling around.

He rolled with great style.

The flipping speed was also very fast.

It's nothing like the awkwardness I felt when I first arrived here.

after all,

He Bo, who had already conquered the Yellow and Huai Rivers, annexed many tributaries of the Yangtze River, and through numerous other forces, devoured countless mountains and rivers in the north and south, was now a powerful figure.
This is no longer the little Karami who once prayed that the Yellow River would be gentler and more lenient with him!
Even the Yangtze River, which used to be so aloof that it would beat and scold anyone He Bo approached, now appears gentle and approachable, its blue waves rippling.

Thinking back to that year,

This river is as famous as the Yellow River.
But in reality, long rivers have more abundant water, are more devastating when they flood, and have a wider drainage basin.

But through his actions, he repeatedly warned He Bo that "thinking about it is wrong, and even thinking about it is a sin!"

"Humph!"

"As a result, you still have to lie obediently beneath me, letting me go in and out as I please!"

He Bo bent down, pulled up his pants, kicked off his shoes, and struck an arrogant and smug pose before stepping into the source of the Yangtze River, into its slender, clear waters.

this time,

Although a strong wave of resistance still surged forth, He Bo remained steadfast and unmoved, like a pillar in the midst of a torrent.

He Bo stood with his hands behind his back amidst the surging waves, smiling confidently and calmly, like a god who had ruled over all ages.

"Resist?"

"Resistance is futile!"

Taihang, Qilian, Tianshan...

These mountains are pressing down on you; how can you move them?

"Be good and become one with me, and I'll treat you very well!"

He Bo squatted down, put his hand into the cold water, and gently stroked the body of the Yangtze River.

The waters of the Yellow River source nearby also inadvertently overflowed their channels and forcibly merged into the waters of their neighbor, the Yangtze River.

The two streams are difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.
But the river water, which was completely different in He Bo's eyes, began to entangle and swirl the moment they met.

The river attempted to suppress the hostile intruders.
But the river, like a crazed, infatuated licking dog, clung to it tightly.

They chased after He Bo as he stepped into the water, displaying a relentless, almost desperate, determination.

It fled.
It chased,

They are all trapped and unable to escape.

"It's alright, from now on you will all be my wings!"

Having prepared for many years to subdue the Yangtze River, the ghosts and gods stood still, closing their eyes to feel the fierce battle, a hopeful smile appearing on their faces.

……

"When do you think the main body will be able to successfully subdue the Yangtze River?"

The distant Xia Kingdom
A certain groundhog, diligently cultivating the land in the river for nearly a hundred years,
They finally conquered the last mountain ridge leading to the new Xia land along the Gui River (i.e., the Amu Darya).

The Xingshan Mountain God, who was enfeoffed in Xingshan and has the unique golden eagle face of the local area, also traveled eastward for a long time and arrived at Yangguan, where he successfully met with his brothers.

The giant turtle from the Sindhu River sensed the commotion and, instead of being gentle, became completely docile, reluctantly crawling out of the Ganges River, which it adored, and arriving at the confluence of three mountains and rivers—

The Xingshan Mountains are extremely long and towering.

west,

It stretches all the way to the Persian Plateau.

east,

It then connects with the giant mountain range extending from the vast plateau, which is so magnificent that it surpasses the imagination of ordinary people and even ghosts and gods are amazed by it.

Whether it is the Gui River or the Xindu River,
Each mountain range has important tributaries that flow out from the eastern part of this long and magnificent mountain range and then merge into the main stream from high to low.

Therefore,
After the Xingshan Mountain God painstakingly "carved through" that important eastern node,
Divine turtle, divine bird
And that groundhog that only knows how to grunt and groan,

Through this relationship, they can also meet on those high mountains.

The land of the Central Plains
Ultimately, through the secret efforts of ghosts and gods,
On a level unknown to ordinary people, it achieved bordering and unification with the new Xia.

They first lamented to each other about the hardships they had endured as clones expanding their territory beyond the borders, then launched a deep and lengthy critique of their lazy and shameless main body, and finally showed some interest in their main body's grand plan to conquer the Yangtze River.

"It will probably take many years!"

The giant turtle from Xindu River was being held and coiled up in the arms of a groundhog, its shell becoming shiny from being rubbed by the groundhog.

"In terms of length and flow, the Yangtze River is the third largest river in the world, and its basin is much wider than that of the Yellow River. Even though it now has many mountains and rivers to rely on, it is not something that can be easily conquered."

The golden eagle from Xingshan interjected, "When you talk about the river basin, do you include the Yellow River's estuary, which stretches from the Huai River in the south to the Bohai Commandery in the north?"

The turtle from the Xindu River said, "No, there isn't one!"

"If you calculate it that way, then the Yellow River's drainage area is still quite formidable!"

"People living in this area are probably more afraid!"

The groundhog continued to twirl around its brother, then called for the golden eagle to use its sharp beak to peck at the itchy spot, but due to its short arms, it couldn't reach the back.

"Anyway, all I want to know now is what the world will look like when the main body subdues the Yangtze River and enjoys the bliss of having multiple wives."

The turtle was a little dizzy from being handled, but it still insisted on talking, "This has nothing to do with me."

"Sui Ping is still governing the country very steadily."

"He has already built many water conservancy projects and constructed many granaries."

"The population severely affected by the war is also rebuilding..."

"Over the next few decades, there shouldn't be any major upheavals."

He stretched out his long neck and looked at the giant eagle soaring over Xingshan with his beady black eyes. "It's hard to guess what will happen on the Qin side!"

"Great Eagle, you must keep up your efforts and keep heading west."

"We brothers still need you to cross the Persian Plateau so we can reunite with that fat bird from Western Qin!"

"I was even thinking of going there to watch the chaos when Western Qin was in turmoil!"

Previously, there was internal strife in Xia.

The emergence of various abstract humanoids has made the big turtle of Xinduhe the laughingstock of his brothers and colleagues for a long time. They all say that the "feng shui" here is good for people, and anyone who comes here will pick up some of the bad habits of the people of India.

right now,

The River God of Faith only wanted to take revenge!
The golden eagle simply said "Oh," and added, "I'll do my best."

He had already struggled a lot to get through the eastern side.

It is unknown how long it will take for the remaining western mountain ranges, as well as the mountains connecting the two rivers, to be covered by the wings of the divine eagle.

"But if you want to watch the show, you don't need to rely on me!"

The golden eagle spread its wings in the air, creating swirling clouds that revealed some of what was happening near Xingshan:
Several groups of people dressed in Taiping Dao attire, carrying nine-section staffs, were riding horses and carrying packs, leaving Yangguan and heading west.

"look!"

"Xinxia's specialty products are being moved towards Xiqin on their own!"

Wang Ba He Bo blinked his beady black eyes as he looked at the scene.

In the Qin state of the Western Sea,

While bored, the black bird, pretending to be a duck in the water, floated on the surface and sensed something, looking up towards the east.

"what?"

"How come there's a yellow cloud drifting over from the east?"

(End of this chapter)