"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack——"
"Quick! Get ready to fight——"
For a time, the North Bank Ferry was filled with the sounds of chaotic footsteps, and large numbers of ghost troops began to gather on the shore to form military defenses.
The ghost general also came to the front line in person, preparing to command the battle.
Not long after, the Xuanjun warship was really close, and the two sides were about to reach the distance of arrow shooting.
But at this time, Ma Lin suddenly gave an order.
"Drop anchor and stop!"
Xuanjun's soldiers stopped paddling one after another and moved back.
"Fire the arrow——"
With an order, the crossbowmen who had been prepared all released their fingers.
Arrows were like rain, covering the other side. At this time, the Xuan army had already extinguished the torches. In the dark night, it was impossible to see clearly. The ghost general was still stretching his neck to watch, but he didn't know that the rain of arrows was coming in an instant.
Some of them were shot into the water on the shore, and some were thrown into the crowd. Many ghost soldiers were shot to the ground on the spot, which immediately caused a scream.
The ghost general was furious: "Fight back! Fight back quickly——"
Following his order, the ghost army also began to draw their bows and arrows, and started shooting randomly at the river.
"Shield array——"
It seems that they expected that the ghost army would fight back immediately, so Xuanjun issued the order early.
The small warship has limited space, but the heavily-equipped vertical shields were erected on the bow of the ship in an instant, blocking most of the people inside the ship.
A tinkling sound soon came.
The crossbowmen, on the other hand, crouched and hid behind heavy shields. When the opponent's round of arrow rain ended, they immediately straightened up and started firing back.
In this way, arrows from both sides were like rain, flying back and forth over the river at night.
I don't know how many random arrows were nailed into the water, causing splashes of water.
There were also Xuan soldiers who were shot by stray arrows and howled miserably.
After two or three rounds of arrows, the ghost army leader also frowned.
It stands to reason that the other party wants to cross the Lin River by force. They should rush straight to the river bank at night to achieve the purpose of landing quickly. But now they are stopped in the river and only harassed by random arrows. It doesn't look like they are trying to cross the river!
Thinking of this, he was about to speak when a messenger ran over in a panic and shouted urgently: "The general is in trouble! Bailiba is under attack by the enemy, please support!"
Hearing this, the Ghost Army General did not panic at all. Instead, he looked up and smiled and said: "That's right, that's right! What the hell is Xuan Jun doing!"
"Ah?" The messenger didn't respond.
The ghost general looked at him and said with a smile: "The Xuan army here, before crossing the river, the torches were bright and blatant. Now it seems that it is obviously their cover-up! It is intended to attract our attention! In order to serve as their main force ,Create opportunities!"
"The general is saying..."
"This is a feint attack. The place where the Xuan army wants to cross the river is at Bailiba!"
The ghost general sneered and said: "Huh! Bailiba, on the surface, the defense there is weak. I know that the Xuan army will definitely be fooled! There is only a dead end when crossing the river from there!"
He was full of confidence, thinking that he had already anticipated the purpose of the Xuan army. After speaking, he also said to the ordering soldier: "Immediately send my military order, let the troops on the left and right of Bailiba surround the center, and annihilate the main force of the Xuan army across the river in one fell swoop. !”
"Yes!" The soldier took the order and left.
But in fact, how could he know that Yan Qi was deliberately deceiving him to further confuse the enemy, and what the real purpose was, what Bailiba was.
South bank of Crab Mountain.
Tan Zhen, the general of the Xuan Dynasty, was standing on the shore, directing the soldiers to get on the boat.
On the river, there are large wooden barrels everywhere, in groups of four, tightly tied together.
Warships are difficult to build, but these are lighter than warships.
After everyone came up, Tan Zhen also waved his hand and shouted in a low voice:
"Move gently!"
"Try not to make any noise!"
"Advance covertly!"
Under his order, in order to avoid making too much noise and attracting the enemy's attention, Xuanjun's soldiers began to push the water forward slowly and slowly with wooden ladles.
Under the dark night, more than a hundred large wooden barrels were slowly floating on the river to the other side.
Time passes slowly.
North Shore.
Most of Crab Mountain's ghost troops are inside the camp, and there are only some patrolling guards and some sentries by the river.
There is a simple observation tower here, with two ghost soldiers yawning and chatting on it.
Because the battles at Linhe Ferry and Bailiba were relatively far away from here, and communications were not developed at that time, the ghost army here had no idea that there was a battle tonight, and they were still looking relaxed as usual.
"Hey, have you heard that Xuan Jun has built a lot of ships recently..."
"So what? Can they build a thousand or ten thousand ships? It is simply impossible to cross the river..."
While the two sentries were chatting, there was a sudden splash. It was Xuan Jun who was almost approaching and accidentally stirred up the water.
"Who!?" The two of them suddenly became alert and looked towards the water together.
But the night was pitch black, and after watching for a long time, there was no movement. One of them relaxed his tense nerves and pretended to be relaxed: "Don't be nervous, I see, it's just a big fish jumping into the water... "
The other man was still staring at the water.
"What's wrong?" The man before was made a little nervous by him again.
After a moment, the sentry's eyes widened, then he pointed to the water and asked loudly:
"Who!? (Ghost language)"
Ahead, a moving black shadow appeared vaguely.
Xuan Jun remained silent and just moved.
The sentry shouted again.
At this moment, the shore could already be seen, and Tan Zhen immediately drew out his sword:
"Paddle hard—"
As soon as he gave the order, the soldiers who had been preparing for a long time began to throw away their arms and paddle the water ladle with all their strength. The sound of splashing water came one after another, like a paddling competition. It was as fast as they could go. !
Seeing this situation, the two sentries were shocked and immediately started screaming: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack -"
The cry pierced the night sky and echoed in Crab Mountain, but at this time, the warning was obviously too late!
Several random arrows were fired, knocking the sentry over on the spot and falling to the observation tower.
Xuan Jun's side, sprinting desperately, quickly closed the distance. Some people stood up, twisted the rope in their hands, and threw it towards the shore.
The ropes have hooks, some hooks hit stones, and some hooks hit wooden piles. After they were straightened, they started to pull hard, and the barrels reached the shore at a rapid speed.
"Ashore, ashore! Land quickly!"
"Quick, quick, quick!"
Tan Zhen was the first to land and stood on the shore, urging him urgently.
Xuan Jun was well-trained, and there was no need for him to urge them. The ones at the front had already reached the shore, and some of the barrels had gathered in piles and were stranded in the shallow water. The soldiers jumped down without hesitation.
Large numbers of soldiers landed on the water.
The sound of armor rubbing together became one.
