"The rain has decreased, and the rainy season is about to end."
Jia Zhou stood outside the pavilion, raising his head and speaking solemnly.
Xu Mu and Li Zhiqiu also stood quietly aside.
Jia Zhou was right. This rainy season will never rain forever. Just like in Muyun Prefecture, Chen Changqing will not stand still for a long time.
"It's about to begin." Li Zhiqiu closed his eyes slightly.
Xu Mu turned his head and found that at the back, Yu Wen, Wei Feng, Fan Lu and other generals had gathered over.
Jia Zhou stopped his movements and made a steady fist in the direction of the pavilion.
"Lord, I will go to Fushan to prepare today."
Fushan is the place where the river is cut off, and it is also the place where this water battle takes place.
Xu Mu raised his hands high.
Jia Zhou smiled. Behind him, five hundred water ghosts gathered, all carrying bulging animal skin bags.
There are also three hundred soldiers serving as Jia Zhou's guards.
"Congratulations." Xu Mu gritted his teeth.
"Congratulations -" Behind them, many generals and soldiers also spoke in unison.
Five hundred water ghosts, it is almost impossible to come back after going to death this time.
Under the drizzle at the city gate in the distance, the cries of old women and village women could be heard one after another. The half-grown baby hugged his mother nervously and occasionally called out his father's name.
"Wenlong, on the day of victory, you and I will have a good drink."
Jia Zhou turned around.
The poisonous eagle strategist, who was originally a steady-tempered man, suddenly turned red and rarely uttered a bad word.
"Lord, please watch, I, Jia Wenlong, will definitely kill Muyunzhou's dog-fighting military advisor until he jumps into the river to die!"
After saying this, Jia Zhou never looked back, and walked towards Fushan with eight hundred people, leaning on a wooden stick.
"Master Li, should it stop raining tomorrow?"
"It's time to stop, the war begins."
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"Zhongde, the rain is going to stop and start."
Chang Shilang's face was complicated. He had arranged many scouts in the border counties of the inner city. If the young master gave up Shuzhou and returned to the inner city, he would know the news immediately.
But this possibility does not seem to exist.
"My lord, the little boss won't come. With his temperament, he will definitely try his best to break the situation."
"That's true." Chang Shiro breathed out, "Tell me, why is my little boss so stubborn?"
"Some people are born not to be dependent on others."
Changshiro shook his head, "I'm not trying to recruit him, I just thought that if he thinks he can't be beaten, he might as well take refuge in the inner city."
The old counselor beside him hesitated for a while and finally said something.
"Lord, maybe... the little boss is going to create another miracle?"
Not to mention the difference in military strength, but in a water battle, the most important thing is warships, and even warships are not enough.
How can this battle be fought?
"As I said before, the little master's fate is so great that the Prince of Hell doesn't dare to accept it. This time, he shouldn't dare to accept it either."
"Zhongde, go keep an eye on the shipyard. This time next year, I will form an army and smash Muyunzhou to pieces. You are a one-eyed dog without eggs."
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"Your Majesty, it's time for you to die."
Chen Changqing's words shocked dozens of civil and military officials in the small court hall and couldn't help but turn pale.
Sitting on the dragon chair, Yuan An collapsed, his mouth buzzing, as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
"Haha, Your Majesty, please don't blame me. I made a mistake. It should be, Your Majesty, it's time for you to go and offer sacrifices to heaven."
Chen Changqing, who was in the hall, pressed his golden sword with a funny tone.
Beside him, as Hu Baisong came up, his eyes moved slightly, but soon he closed them again, leaning on a silver staff with a dragon head, standing hunched.
"Your Majesty, since the war is imminent, I will pray to heaven and send you back to us with great victory."
"I, I am ready to play."
Yuan An responded hurriedly, and with the support of two eunuchs, he stood up gingerly.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured that I am the most loyal minister of the Ji Dynasty. This time, I will definitely correct my authority in the court. I will not let any of the thieves off the hook dare to disrespect the Dynasty."
Smart people know what's going on.
With his eyes closed, Hu Baisong's lips slowly revealed a smile.
A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a world-famous person like him also chooses a master to roost in. Although Chen Changqing has an unstable temperament, he is powerful. In the future, with the merit of following the dragon, the Hu family will take off.
.
Who would be so stupid as that poisonous owl to choose a small boss and follow him to conquer the country?
The fool of the emperor.
"Your Majesty offers sacrifices to heaven——"
On the river bank outside Yuncheng, a fire cauldron was already rising on the newly built deer platform before it even dried out.
The honor guard filing in, the surrounding generals, and the soldiers as far as the eye could see all declared that this time the troops were dispatched with great momentum.
Chen Lu hummed a tune, and when no one was paying attention, he first looked at the emperor, then at Chen Changqing. Finally, he smiled coldly and made a gesture of cutting his neck.
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"Open dock."
Standing on the river bank, Xu Mu's face was extremely solemn.
Not long after, the two huge wooden doors of the wind-blocking ferry were opened. One after another, small warships, under the helm of a team of soldiers, slowly sailed to the river.
People from the north are good at horses, and people from the south are good at boats.
The specially selected sailing soldiers quickly stabilized the direction of the warship, and floated on the river one row after another.
"My little boss, we have received news that Muyun Prefecture has already set out to sacrifice the heaven."
Xu Mu nodded slightly.
"Everyone in the world thinks that once the rainy season is over, Muyun Prefecture's millions of armored warships will come across the river to attack, and you and I will be defeated without a doubt." Li Zhiqiu's voice was solemn.
"So, what does Captain Li think?"
Li Zhiqiu turned his head and said, "Actually, there is nothing to think about. It's either life or death. Believe it or not, little boss, when I was sixteen years old, I joined a knight and killed an official, and I always thought that I would die soon. But in this world,
If no one comes to bring order to the chaos, how can there be an innocent world?"
"Xin." Xu Mu's voice also became solemn, "I once knew a knight named Ma Liu. Before he died, he said something to me."
"What words."
"This world is so dirty, someone will eventually clean it up."
"Okay!" Li Zhiqiu laughed, "Since it is so filthy, we will sweep it away and make the world peaceful."
Xu Mu smiled calmly.
He turned his head and looked at the three shield ships in the dock, which he had worked so hard on, and his expression suddenly turned murderous.
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"Lame, I tried my best." In Fufeng City, Chen Datie rarely drank. He just stood up and looked at the wet scenery in the distance.
"Three shield ships, twelve heavy crossbows, I have tried my best."
Zhuge Fan did not answer immediately. He lowered his gaze and looked at the two slim figures outside the city gate.
"He is always begging for his life. Oh my god, when will he be able to be more ambitious and bring down the entire country?"
"How can my son Li Poshan be a common man? He will definitely defeat thieves seven thousand miles away and shock the world."
"He is my son, and your son is on the grassland..." Zhuge Fan was very dissatisfied.
"No, he is my son!"
Chen Datie frowned and turned back, looking at the two people who were blushing and thick-necked, and uttered a strange sentence.
"He is our son."
"When he wins the battle, we can all come back to have tea with him."