Words Strategize for the World

The floodwaters surged forward rapidly and were unstoppable.

All the soldiers who ran for their lives had been swallowed up, leaving only the scouts on horseback fleeing in a frantic escape.

Despite Fang Hao’s constant efforts to figure out how to escape the flood, the flood did not give him any time.

White waves rolled closer and closer to the horse's rump, and it looked like it was about to be swallowed up by the flood.

"Horse, run! If we don't run faster, we'll be swallowed up by the flood."

Sitting in the back, Niu Da was terrified. Floods are no joke; if they were swallowed up, even the strongest person might not survive.

The horse beneath him seemed to know that disaster was imminent. Upon hearing Niu Da's voice, it suddenly accelerated and escaped the pursuit of the flood in an instant.

Fang Hao and Niu Da were overjoyed. They were almost at the top of the mountain, and as long as the horses kept running like this, there was hope of escaping the flood.

Fortunately, they had reached the foot of the mountain, and the floodwaters were slowing down. Otherwise, no matter how fast the horses sped up, they would not have been able to escape the flood.

Lai Fengwu, who was running ahead, did not see Fang Hao. She turned around and looked around, only to find that he and Niu Da had fallen behind and were being chased by the flood.

However, after seeing the horse speed up, he felt somewhat relieved. As long as the horse continued to run like this, they would soon reach the mountain and escape the flood.

Unfortunately, the horse couldn't run any faster with two people on board. The acceleration just now was merely a final burst of speed; it was already exhausted.

The horse, which had been running at full speed, showed signs of fatigue in less than ten breaths and began to slow down.

Fang Hao and Niu Da, still overjoyed, noticed that the horse was starting to slow down.

"Damn it, run!"

Fang Hao roared angrily in frustration.

Niu Da, sitting in the back, heard Fang Hao's angry and resentful roar and knew that if things continued like this, neither of them would be able to escape their lives.

Niu Da was very grateful to Fang Hao for promoting him from among the refugees, treating him like a brother, giving him a good name, and even being willing to escape with him on a horse in the end.

In Niu Da's heart, he always thought about giving back to Fang Hao, repaying him, and being grateful.

Now, perhaps, is the time.

Although there was only one chance, and the last chance, in the face of this flood, only in this way could the lord escape with his life.

Niu Da made up his mind and said to Fang Hao in his heart, "My lord, Niu Da can no longer follow and protect you. My lord, please take care of yourself. I will repay you in the next life..."

The horse continued to slow down; it was at the last moment, and it would be swept away by the flood in a breath at most.

"My lord, speed up!"

Lai Fengwu reined in his horse and stopped, shouting loudly.

At this point, Fang Hao had no other choice; the horse was exhausted and could no longer go faster.

In the nick of time, Fang Hao suddenly felt Niu Da push him and then leave.

The horse beneath him felt a lightness on its back and immediately picked up speed.

The obvious change made Fang Hao realize that Niu Da had sacrificed himself to increase the horse's speed, allowing him to escape danger.

Niu Da was a refugee recruited from the capital. Although he hadn't been there long, Fang Hao liked him very much because of his simplicity and loyalty.

Fang Hao looked back and saw that the floodwaters were raging, and there was no trace of Niu Da anywhere.

"Awesome..."

Even though he escaped with his life, Fang Hao disliked the feeling of loss.

Reality once again made him feel his own insignificance and the weakness of his power.

This is both a natural disaster and a man-made one; he can neither stop it nor avoid it now.

Feeling deeply helpless, Fang Hao vowed in his heart that if he became stronger in the future, he would never allow such a thing to happen again.

At the same time, he secretly reminded himself that although his current strength was not great, he must make his heart strong.

Be ruthless to yourself, ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to your enemies. In this world, without strength, there's no opportunity for kindness and compassion. If you're not ruthless to yourself, someone else will be ruthless to you, and only then will you truly understand what despair is.

Of course, being ruthless isn't necessarily a bad thing. But that ruthlessness must be directed at others. As for oneself, being ruthless to oneself is enough.

If you don't want to despair anymore, become strong. If you don't want to fail, be ruthless with yourself.

Fang Hao cried out in his heart that he must constantly remind himself to become stronger as soon as possible. At the very least, he must become stronger in his heart as soon as possible.

The horse carrying one person ran very fast. As the floodwaters encountered the mountains, their speed slowed down, and gradually, Fang Hao escaped the danger.

When Fang Hao reached the top of the mountain, the floodwaters below had already caused a major disaster.

The remaining soldiers who had escaped the calamity surrounded the area, led by Lai Fengwu.

"My lord..."

Just as Lai Fengwu was about to say something, Fang Hao raised his hand to interrupt him.

At this moment, Fang Hao was also suffering internally.

Of the two hundred soldiers he had brought with him, only a few remained in less than three days, and even Niu Da, a promising young talent, was swept away by the flood. One can imagine how strong his sense of defeat must have felt at that moment.

This was my own choice, and it was an unavoidable loss; I had to bear what I had to bear.

Although the sense of frustration was intense, my inner resolve remained unwavering. This may be an inevitable step towards achieving great things in the future.

Looking at the raging flood, Fang Hao's mind flashed back to everything from his time travel to the present.

In Zhongyuan Prefecture, with the care of his teacher Qu Zheng, everything went relatively smoothly. In the end, he only had the opportunity to leave when he encountered the Zhang family.

His journey to the capital was initially smooth, but setbacks began after he left. However, these setbacks did not turn out to be bad; instead, they strengthened his resolve.

In any era, anyone who has accomplished something great has experienced countless setbacks and failures.

What are these setbacks of mine?

Thinking this through, Fang Hao made up his mind, then turned to Lai Fengwu and said, "Fengwu, you don't need to comfort me. I'm not that fragile. We only have a few people left now. Once the floodwaters recede, we'll go look for some people and see if we can bring them back."

Fang Hao turned around, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. Seeing this, Lai Fengwu's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Yes, my lord."

Liangjiang Prefecture.

When the city walls were breached, floods ravaged the city. Countless people were swept away by the waters, and countless houses were destroyed.

The water rushed into the city, turning the entire prefecture into a vast expanse of water. Because the other city gates were closed, the water could not drain out, and eventually, the water level rose higher and higher.

Some people who were hiding on rooftops or other high places were slowly swept away by the accumulating floodwaters.

The entire county town had become a yellow sea. The muddy river water kept crashing against the three walls, forming huge white waves.

Countless people were swept up in the waves, and after crashing against the city walls, the white waves turned into red waves.

Limbs, fragments, blood... were all submerged in the flood. This was all just to capture a city.

This is the cruelty of war; countless innocent people have become its victims.

They just wanted to live a good life, a simple and ordinary life, to marry, have children, and benefit future generations.

But to their surprise, even their simple wishes were difficult to fulfill.

The flood struck, killing countless people throughout the city. When the floodwaters receded, all that remained was a city destroyed, a scene of devastation, and countless corpses.

War is so cruel...