"At this time … has Liu Xi gone mad?"
Realizing the source of the war drums, the Acting King stood up from his throne. His expression was fierce and ferocious, like an enraged trapped beast.
"Acting King, this is a good opportunity!"
Haluncha was also stunned. He did not expect Jiang Pengji to be so bold. After a great victory, she did not rest and build up her strength. Instead, she took the initiative to attack.
However, he was calmer than the Acting King and quickly thought of the key point.
If he could defeat Jiang Pengji head-on and deal a heavy blow to her, it would definitely restore their fallen morale.
Thinking of Haluncha's words, the Acting King clenched his teeth and tightened his cheeks.
"I have 500,000 strong troops. If she wants to fight, I will fight. This Liu Xi will not return!"
Seeing the Acting King's ferocious and bloodthirsty smile, Haluncha secretly sighed in his heart.
Hopefully, everything will go smoothly!
Haluncha was a little regretful. Why did he have to compete with Wu Liba?
He could successfully suppress Wu Liba's limelight mostly because of Sun Wen's meticulous planning.
Without Sun Wen's help, Haluncha could only rely on himself to stabilize his current position as a powerful official. It could be said that it was difficult for him to move forward.
Banners fluttered, drums beat like thunder, and bugles that resounded through the sky floated to the other side of the river.
The Acting King rode in a luxurious carriage and personally held the fort for the soldiers of the Northern Borderline.
Wu Liba had been reprimanded and locked in a small dark room not long ago. He temporarily lost his military power. The person who took over his position was Wu Liba's deputy.
On the east bank of the Yi River, Jiang Pengji's army was solemn and orderly.
The troops were in high spirits. Their eyes glowed with golden light. Each one of them was like a straight and high-spirited spear, their spirit soaring to the sky.
Who would have thought that this high-spirited army had been fighting fiercely for a night?
Disregarding their combat power, just by looking at their spirit and orderly formation, one would know that this army was a rare elite force in the world.
The war drums rumbled and shook the surface of the Yi River. The air lingered with a murderous aura that did not dissipate.
The Acting King sat in the carriage, breathing rapidly as he looked at the densely packed figures on the other side of the river. His hands involuntarily clenched the armrests.
He had previously mocked the idiom of the Han people. The phrase "every bush and tree is an enemy" was too ridiculous. How could people be confused with plants?
Now that he had experienced it himself, he could not tell whether the silhouettes on the other side of the river were humans or plants!
A mere thirty thousand vanguard battalion, how could they have such might?
On the east bank of the Yi River.
Jiang Pengji wore a clean set of armor. Her face was clean, and her eyes were clear. However, the smell of blood lingering around her had yet to dissipate.
She said to the soldier who was beating the war drum, "Go down and give it to me."
The soldier did not dare to disobey and respectfully handed over a pair of drumsticks.
Jiang Pengji took the pair of drumsticks and stood at the position where the drumming soldier was.
She weighed the drumsticks and listened to the sound of other drums. She raised her arms and stepped on the rhythm of the drums.
Dong –
A resounding, thunderous drumbeat rang out. It had the same rhythm as the other drums, but it was louder and more spirited.
Dong dong —
The drumbeat changed from low and slow to high-pitched and rapid, like a shower of rain, making people's adrenaline surge.
Jiang Pengji personally went into battle to beat the drums for the soldiers. Their already high morale was suddenly boosted by a large margin.
Listening to the rumbling drums, the audience in the streaming room was in high spirits. They trembled all over, as if an electric current had entered their bodies and made them feel limp and numb.
Needless to say, the soldiers at the scene were all excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
"Cross the river …"
More than a thousand soldiers boarded wooden rafts and boats and rushed to the other side of the river.
Not only were the soldiers of the Northern Borderline dumbfounded, but the audience in the streaming room was also dumbfounded.
Potushiwumi: "Streamer, don't mess around. You'll be at a disadvantage if you cross the river forcefully like this! Once you enter the enemy's shooting range, you'll be a moving target. Even if the morale is high, you can't be hot-headed and directly cross the river with human heads. That's courting death! "
On the other side, the soldiers of the Northern Borderline were already in formation on the riverbank. They steadily pulled their bowstrings. As soon as the soldiers crossed the river, they would shoot arrows randomly.
Toudu Feiqiu: "There's no hurry. Even if the streamer is a white lotus, her subordinates, Sun Wen and Feng Zhen, are also black-hearted."
Laosiji Lianmeng: "Haha, this scene suddenly reminds me of Zhuge Liang capturing Meng Huo seven times to cross the Lu River …"
As soon as the bullet screen was released, the soldiers who were the first to cross the river had already passed the center of the Lu River.
The army of the Northern Borderline on the west bank of the Lu River couldn't wait to shoot arrows randomly. Unsurprisingly, all the arrows fell into the water.
More than a thousand soldiers' expressions didn't change. They continued to cross the river, getting closer and closer to the shooting range …
Closer and closer …
The second wave of arrows from the Northern Borderline shot randomly. Unexpectedly, the enemy troops who were supposed to be in the shooting range suddenly turned around and rowed their boats, leaving them with a merciless view of their backs.
Damn!
Jiang Pengji wore a smile on her face. The war drums in her hands were beating even louder and more resounding.
Feng Zhen arranged for the second wave of soldiers to board the wooden rafts and boats. His eyes shone with mischief.
Most of the boats that crossed the river were seized from the Northern Borderline. A small number of them were cut down and made in a hurry.
"What is Liu Xi playing at?"
The acting king was watching the show with great interest. He was looking forward to thousands of arrows shooting at the enemy troops crossing the river, turning them into a hornet's nest.
He didn't expect that after a round of teasing, he would just leave.
The acting king was so angry that his eyes widened.
The first and second wave of soldiers met up on the river. There were about three thousand of them in total. They rowed slowly towards the west bank. Just as they were about to enter the shooting range, another wave of arrows came from the opposite bank. The soldiers continued to leave, turning around and retreating …
Damn it, teasing once wasn't enough, but they were teasing a second time?
The acting king was furious. He slammed the handrail of the carriage and cursed.
How could he describe this feeling?
It was like a man and a woman going to a hotel to get a room, preparing to applaud for their love. After much difficulty, they finally felt something, but one of them had to lift his pants and leave!
Once was fine, but there was a second, a third, and a fourth time …
The Northern Borderline was the pitiful one who was being teased. Their already low morale became even more dispirited.
The acting king was furious. He simply ordered the soldiers to board the boats.
If the mountain doesn't belong to me, then I'll belong to the mountain. I'll beat these bastards to death!
But before this order could be given, it was stopped by Haluncha.
"The acting king can't …"
"Why not?" The acting king was so angry that he was about to explode on the spot.
Haluncha said, "I've observed them carefully. They can still maintain a tight formation on the water. They are clearly well-trained sailors! Once they enter the water, our army will only be at a more severe disadvantage. I ask the acting king to think twice. Don't act rashly! "
Although the Northern Borderline soldiers could swim, they were cavalry that galloped on land. They weren't sailors, so they were amateurs in water battles.
The acting king's face turned green after hearing this.
Sun Wen saw the soldiers' performance and was quite surprised.
Although the surface of the Yishui River was not wide and it was very different from ordinary rivers and seas, the fact that these soldiers could do this on the water showed that they were comparable to ordinary sailors. Who was the navy commander who trained them? How could he have the ability to turn something rotten into something magical?
Sun Wen asked casually. Jiang Nongqin said, "Qi Kuang."
"Qi Kuang?"
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