In the darkness, Fu Yunge saw that his fists were clenched tightly. His heart gradually became anxious and he touched the scabbard on his back.
Soon, the two heard the sound of metal clashing under the river.
The water surface rumbled, and the calm river current was suddenly broken. The two of them looked upstream of the pier at the same time, and saw the people from Weishan Yanglan, working together to pull up the arranged iron ropes.
They rely on them to block enemy ships. Fu Yunge stared at the thick iron ropes and swallowed.
At the same time, additional troops stationed on the shore also arrived in an orderly manner.
Fu Yunge looked back and saw that there were about ten people in total. Although it was not many, with the two of him, it shouldn't be a big problem to kill the deserters.
And just as he was thinking carefully, he suddenly heard a cry from behind, which seemed to be calling him.
Turning around to look, it turned out that Ju Buzheng was here too.
I saw that he was coming very imposingly, with two wolf fang thorns on his waist, and he looked extremely scary. He strode forward and seemed to be stationed here.
The drifting wind hummed low, echoing between the water and the shore. Ju Buzheng stepped onto the wooden plank of the pier and walked to the two of them.
"Uncle Ju, you're here too." Fu Yunge was not surprised, it was just a greeting.
Lang Chenyan turned half of his face, blinked slowly, and said nothing.
Instead, Ju Buzheng moved closer to him and sat down on the spot, with two wolf fangs stuck diagonally on the ground.
"I'd like to apologize to you for bombing the old temple, Brother Ximen."
Facing the blowing wind, Ju Buzheng pondered for a moment, then lowered his voice and spoke to Lang Chenyan.
Lang Chenyan didn't realize that he was talking to him at first. After reacting for a few seconds, he came back to his senses: "...I said. No one will walk in alive tonight."
When Ju Buzheng heard what he said, he was startled at first. But then he smiled, although he still didn't believe it: "That must be the best."
"Yeah." Lang Chenyan didn't care what he thought and slowly lowered his head.
All around him were his weapons. Although you can't use a knife, this is pretty much the same.
The silver light flickered like a strong thread. Lang Chenyan stared at the sword, his heart as calm as still water.
Fu Yunge had been chatting with Ju Buzheng for a long time yesterday afternoon, and now that the drums of war were approaching, he didn't have much to say.
All three fell into silent silence. A solemn atmosphere filled the air, and the iron cable stretched across the river, like a barrier blocking everything.
The river flows. Mist began to appear on the long river surface, a light grayish white.
Time passed slowly in silence. The moonlight of the dark night was very faint among the passing clouds. The stars that were shining in the vast sky just now were gradually hidden behind the dark curtain.
Fu Yunge lowered his head and kept recharging his energy. Since the senior cannot exert his full strength, he must help him and stop evil here.
These two swords were forged by an old blacksmith in Yuannan Shuiguo. They are harder and sharper than ordinary weapons. After witnessing so many tragedies caused by Jiuche Xiaoying, he would no longer show mercy.
Suddenly, he heard an unexpected voice coming from his ears.
He and Lang Chenyan raised their heads, and suddenly found little orange fires flickering on the river in the distance. And the fire was getting closer, and it seemed to be coming towards them!
Lang Chenyan and Ju Buzheng both stood up. The fire in front of them should be the remnant soldiers of Jiuche Xiaoying who had been waiting for a long time.
Fu Yunge also had a solemn expression on his face, and his whole body was tense, just waiting for the next battle. His pupils stared closely at the firelight from far to near, and his breathing became tight.
The people in Yanglan not far away were also concentrating on each other, and every nerve was tense to the extreme.
They are different from Jiumeng or Jinji Fengjian, their martial arts are more ordinary, and they come to this battlefield with only passion.
It was the first time for many of them to participate in the battle, and they all had different ideas. But Captain Ju and the two men were raiding the formation here, so they had nothing to fear.
In the distance of the river, three blazing warships were carrying the remnants of Jiuche Xiaoying's army that had been defeated and had managed to survive.
After fighting for a long time, their two armies merged, but as Jiu Meng and others expected, this encirclement and annihilation battle of oriole hunting mantis went very smoothly.
After escaping from Pianhuawu, they were considered the last strength of Jiuche Xiaoying in this area.
But they haven't lost faith yet. Now that they have encountered real reassurance on the road, they will definitely be able to escape and report the battle situation and intelligence here!
Feeling lucky, they speeded away regardless of the fire on the side of the ship. In an instant, they were far away from Pianhuawu, and ahead was the area of Yuannan Shuigao.
It was a hazy night, and the men watching on the deck felt thumping in their hearts when they saw that the river fog had enveloped them.
The fire on some ships was already in danger, and they considered whether it would be better to abandon these broken ships and escape by land.
However, while they were discussing incessantly, suddenly, there was an unusual change from the bottom of the boat!
There were several violent "bang" vibrations, and the ship's hull shook violently. The rushing river water rushed onto the ship's deck like a sudden rain.
The big men who could not stand still staggered and fell heavily on the deck. I don’t know what happened, but the situation on the ship was completely in chaos.
A few big men at the front pulled on the ship's rope on the deck and stood up, while the violent shaking continued. Several people steadied themselves and looked down, only to finally find that the hull of the ship had been caught by the stretched iron ropes and could no longer move forward.
