There was a loud roar in the canal, and ships collided with each other.

The Wutuo people were like vicious wolves, fiercely surrounding the Jiyang army. They had many people, and archers were prepared on their boats. Arrows flew like meteors, and the small boats of the Jiyang city army were pierced into a sieve in the blink of an eye, making it impossible to continue sailing. Although the Jiyang soldiers who fell into the water could swim, they could not exert their strength in the water. The Wutuo people also prepared many iron forks, which seemed to be the tools used by fishermen to spear fish, but the tips were forged to be sharp and sharp. Stabbed down at the Jiyang soldiers who fell into the water -

The water in the canal quickly turned red with blood.

A young Jiyang soldier dodged the arrows shot from the Wutu boat and jumped into the water. Dozens of Wutu laughed and stabbed him with the iron forks in their hands. The Wutu were strong, and the young man was only sixteen or seventeen years old. He was unable to dodge and was stabbed in the arm. Then, iron forks stabbed him from all directions, piercing his body.

The iron fork was quickly withdrawn, leaving only a bloody hole in his chest. He struggled twice and then sank, leaving only the continuous flow of blood on the surface of the water, proving that he had been alive.

The deputy soldier looked back and shouted to the young man in the middle of the melee: "Commander-in-chief, no, there are too many of them!"

There are too many people.

Two fists cannot defeat four hands, and a small number cannot defeat a large number. This is not the Guocheng of the past, and the only way to achieve a surprise victory is to use fire attack, which still lacks an east wind.

"No problem." Xiao Jue held a long sword in his hand, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and said coldly: "Fight!"

As the leader, he was always involved in battles. Maka was not a fool. Although he was arrogant, he had heard of Xiao Jue. He had previously used the Western Qiang as bait to launch a sneak attack in Liangzhou Wei, but Xiao Jue's sudden return disrupted his plan. Maka remembered clearly that the Western Qiang leader, Ridamuzi, was extremely strong, fierce and brave, but he eventually died at the hands of Xiao Jue.

Maka wanted to win, to take over Jiyang City and win the credit from the king, but he didn't want to lose his life in vain. He pushed back and shouted to the Utuo soldiers beside him: "Your Majesty said that whoever takes Xiao Huaijin's head will be the greatest hero of this battle and will be awarded the title!"

"Warriors, kill him!"

The motivation of military exploits is always useful at this time. Upon hearing this, the Utuo soldiers' blood boiled, and they immediately rushed to Xiao Jue in waves.

This was what He Yan saw when he approached by boat.

The young commander's cloak left dark marks on the water, and his long sword was as cold as ice, making his handsome face look like a jade-faced Rakshasas, snapping people's lives with a flick of his finger. People poured in wave after wave, and the area around him was already filled with corpses, but the young man's face showed no signs of fatigue, and he was as brave as ever.

"We can't go on like this." He Yan frowned. There were too many Wutuo people. Xiao Jue could fight ten or a hundred at once, but what about a thousand? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? He could certainly fight his way out of the siege alone, but as long as the Wutuo people didn't get ashore, he would always be in front of the people. And the remaining Jiyang city troops were not enough to form a tacit understanding with him and cooperate with him seamlessly.

Chi Wu and Fei Nu were both arranged by Xiao Jue to be on Cui Yuezhi's side, and he had to bear it all by himself.

He Yan thought for a moment, and said to the other people on the boat, "Just do as I said just now, move the boat to the location on the map I drew, and stay where you are. Don't move too far. Mu Yi," she said to Mu Yi, "Take this boat and follow me."

After saying that, she put on Mu Hongjin's robe that Chu Zhao had just brought to her.

"You..." Mu Yi was stunned.

"I'll pretend to be Her Royal Highness the Princess so that I can lure some of them away." He Yan replied, "Otherwise the governor can't hold out for that long alone. We have to disperse the forces of the Wutuo people to delay them longer."

"Even if you disguise yourself as His Majesty," Mu Yi couldn't help but ask, "How do you know that they will definitely come after us?"

"You have to know," He Yan shook his head, "destroy its strength, seize its leader, and then break its body. Dragons fight in the wild, and their ways are exhausted."

What's more, I think the people of Wutuo would think that they would be more confident in capturing a woman like Mu Hongjin who has no martial arts skills than capturing Xiao Huaijin.

She raised her head and looked into the distance. It was already noon, the sun was high in the sky, the heat was already rising, and there was not a trace of breeze.

Still no wind.

He Yan asked the other boats to row farther away, and he and Mu Yi boarded the small boat alone, rowing towards Xiao Jue, but not too close. They just circled within sight of the Wutuo warships surrounding Xiao Jue, looking a little anxious and as if they were lost.

"Where did that boat come from?" Maka saw a lone boat from afar, at the other end of the warship led by Xiao Jue. This boat looked the same as other Jiyang City Army ships, with flags on it, but it was indescribably strange.

The ship did not approach the fighting area, but seemed to be trying to escape. Deserter?

Maka felt something was amiss and ordered people to use a small boat to check. The boat only moved a little further away, and the sentry who was spying on military intelligence came back and reported: "General, the person sitting on the boat seems to be the princess of Mengji. She must be abandoning the city and fleeing!"

Maka perked up: "Princess Mengji? Can you see clearly?"

"I saw a woman wearing a princess's robe on the boat, and a man dressed as a guard. I wonder if it's true."

Maka thought for a moment and said, "Until now, Princess Mengji has not shown up. She said she was in the palace, but that was just to stabilize the army's morale. I think it is very likely that she is planning to escape. That's right, she is just a woman. Without someone to rely on, I'm afraid she has already been scared to death."

He laughed: "In that case, catch her!"

"But..." The personal servant beside him said, "General, our ship is fighting with Xiao Huaijin, and we can't capture Mu Hongjin."

After all, Wutuo Kingdom is not a water city. The Wutuo soldiers are not as good at water as the Jiyang City soldiers. They came by water, and the mountains are long and the water is vast. They used iron hooks to connect thousands of large ships end to end. It is impossible to untie the boats at this moment. If they go to chase Mu Hongjin, they will have to give up the battle with Xiao Jue.

"Idiot!" Maka cursed, "To capture a thief, you must first capture the leader. What if it's Xiao Huaijin? Xiao Huaijin is not the master of Jiyang City. If we capture Mu Hongjin, the army of Jiyang City will surely be in chaos. Then we can win without fighting."

There was one more thing he didn't say. Compared to Xiao Huaijin, Mu Hongjin, a woman, was much easier to catch.

"Once we capture Mu Hongjin, I will use her to knock on the gate of Jiyang City. Xiao Huaijin must surrender, or I will kill this woman in front of the Jiyang City Army." Maka's smile was filled with cruel malice. "Guess what Xiao Huaijin will choose?"

Xiao Jue was known as a cold-blooded and merciless Jade-faced Commander, and even his biological father and mother could not care less, so what was a Mu Hongjin to him? Naturally, he would not surrender. Mu Hongjin was going to die anyway, and since Xiao Jue refused to lay down his weapons and die, the Jiyang City Army would naturally have a lot of resentment towards him.

By that time, the internal strife had lasted for a lifetime, the military morale had been disrupted, and the city of Jiyang was nothing more than a pile of loose sand. It was only a matter of time before it collapsed.

"Turn the boat around and follow me!" Maka said with a smile.

The Uto soldiers beside them stopped coming in waves. The large ship in front turned around and headed in another direction. The soldiers of Jiyang City stopped what they were doing and asked, "What's going on?"

"Why did you suddenly stop fighting?"

Even though the Jiyang city army had been trained in assaults by Xiao Jue for a few days, they had not been vigorous for many years and their battle formation was old-fashioned. Xiao Jue had only brought 15,000 troops, and nearly half of them had been lost at this moment.

If the Wutu people pursued the victory, the situation would be even more unfavorable for the Jiyang city army.

But at this critical moment, they withdrew.

Xiao Jue looked in the direction where the Wutuo military ship was leaving. On the vast river, there was a small boat with a flag flying. There was a red dot on the boat, which was like a bright signal on the river, attracting people to chase.

"Is that... the princess?" the soldier beside him murmured.

"No, it's He Yan." Xiao Jue's eyes dimmed, and after a moment, he said, "Follow them."

…

"They are catching up!" Mu Yi said nervously.

"Don't worry," He Yan said, "There are only two of us on the boat. They are attacking us, not the boat. You are a good swimmer, so you can hide in the water and don't need to show up."

"What about you?" Mu Yi looked at her blankly.

"I'm giving them a big gift." He Yan smiled faintly.

She took out an iron ball from her arms. The iron ball had barbs on all sides and was extremely sharp, looking like a beast's giant claw. She pulled out the long whip from her waist. There was a buckle on the iron ball, and she buckled it onto the whip.

"This……"

He Yan suddenly made a move and swung the long whip in her hand towards the reef on the side. The iron ball sank into the reef but did not crush it. She quickly withdrew her hand, but saw five empty holes on the reef, which was shocking.

If this thing is aimed at a person's heart, it can take out a large piece of the person's chest. Mu Yi couldn't help but shudder. He knew that He Yan was not an ordinary girl and had amazing strength, but seeing it with his own eyes was more shocking than the last time.

"Miss He, are you going to use this to fight someone?"

This weapon is a bit fierce, but it is not as flexible as a sword. You can only kill one person with one whip. Before you can whip again, the enemy will catch up. What if the whip is cut off?

"No," He Yan shook his head, "I'm dealing with the boat."

Mu Yi was about to ask again when He Yan pushed him and said, "Get in the water!"

He subconsciously jumped into the water, hid behind the reef, and held the dagger tightly in his hand. Swords are difficult to swing in the water, only daggers are flexible and easy to use, but they are not as good as on the shore.

The Wutuo warships were taller and smoother than the small boats of Jiyang City. From a distance, He Yan looked like a lamb being forced into an unfamiliar path by a giant beast.

"Princess," Maka stood at the bow and shouted, "Just surrender. If you know what's best for you, maybe I can spare your life!"

He was determined to capture Mu Hongjin. There was no one on the boat, even the only guard was missing. Did the guard see the situation was bad and abandoned Mu Hongjin and ran away?

Tsk, the people of Wei are always so weak!

The red-robed woman standing at the bow stood with her head down, saying nothing. The distance between the two boats was getting closer and closer. Just when Maka was about to send someone to capture her, the woman suddenly raised her head and jumped off the boat.

The small boat was not taller than the big ship, and she did not intend to jump onto the Uto warship. Instead, she jumped onto the hull of the Uto, and stepped diagonally on the hull of the Uto with her feet, passing by like lightning.

“Bang, bang, bang, bang—”

She moved very quickly, and with every step she took, she swung the whip in her hand hard onto the hull.

The iron ball hit the hull and was quickly taken away by the whip, leaving only five empty claw marks and water pouring in.

"What's that noise?"

"What is she doing? Catch her!"

"Release the arrows! Release the arrows!"

Arrows fell from all directions like a black rain, but the woman dodged them easily as if they were on flat ground. As she moved, her robe fell with the wind, revealing the black armor underneath. She fell into the wind, stepped onto her boat, stood at the bow, and looked at the big boat that was gradually tilting due to the flooding, with a mocking smile on her lips.

"This general is illiterate, I don't know how to read, I don't know how to surrender." Her eyes fell on the angry Maka's face, and her words were as arrogant as ever, "If you know your place, kneel down and kowtow to me, maybe this general will spare your life."

Maka was stunned for a moment, then angrily asked, "You are not Mu Hongjin?"

"Why would Her Royal Highness need to trouble Her Royal Highness for taking action against a piece of trash like you?" He Yan said with a smile, "My Royal Highness, just stay in the palace. I can beat three of you by myself."

Maka drew the long knife from his waist: "I think you are looking for death!"

But just as he finished saying this, the boat sank. Just now, He Yan's whip smashed through the big boat, creating a row of holes. At this moment, the river water was pouring in, and the boat was already unstable. The Utuo soldiers were tilting with the boat.

The ship was sinking.

"Hurry to the boat next door!"

Amid the chaos, someone else said, "No, the boats are all connected together. We have to cut the iron hooks!"

The large ships were strung together end to end for the convenience of traveling by water, but now it became a trap they dug for themselves. One large ship tilted and sank, pulling all the other ships along with it, unable to move forward or backward.

"Cut the hook! Quickly!"

The iron hook was heavy and strong, and it was not easy to cut it in one or two strokes. The Uto soldiers protected Maka and got to another large ship first. The rest of the people were carried by the sinking ship and tried to cut the iron hook in a panic.

With a "bang", the hook broke and fell into the water, taking the boat, which was full of holes, with it and slowly sinking. Some Utopian soldiers who didn't have time to escape also fell into the water. Not everyone could swim, and for a moment, the shouting and yelling on the water was mixed together, making it very chaotic.

Maka was furious and looked up at the culprit, but saw that the woman had taken advantage of the chaos and rowed the boat away for a distance.

"Chase her!" Maka yelled, "Catch her and I'll skin her alive!"

Being teased like this by a woman in front of so many people is such a shame and humiliation. How can I bear it?

He Yan rowed the boat across the water, reached out to Mu Yi who was hiding behind the reef, and pulled him up: "Come up quickly!"

Mu Yi climbed aboard, knowing that there was no time to lose, and immediately began rowing. He glanced at He Yan with surprise.

He knew that He Yan was extremely strong, but she overturned a boat, not even a small one, with her own strength alone. It was really amazing. Just now, He Yan stepped sideways on the hull of the big boat, whipping it with one hand, and those Wutuo people had not reacted yet, and they were already in her way. Mu Yi, in addition to admiration, also felt a little excited, and said to He Yan: "Miss He, can we all overturn all their boats like you just did?"

"Impossible." He Yan answered quickly, "It's so critical now, how can we just make the Iron Tiger Claw?"

"Then why... don't you do more?" As soon as he said this, Mu Yi felt that he had gone a little too far.

He Yan didn't get angry, he just patiently explained, "It's useless to do more, they don't have as much strength as me, even if they have more strength, they may not be able to smash it accurately along their boat."

Her skills were acquired through long battles in the past. Weapons are important, but the person who uses them is more important.

"Besides, this method can only be used once. The Utos are prepared. I'm afraid they have archers on board and will shoot before we get close. The whip just now was just to buy time. The longer we buy time, the greater our chances of winning."

"If we keep delaying, will the wind really come?" Mu Yi looked at the sky. Such a clear sky, however, filled people's hearts with haze, making it difficult to have any confidence.

"If Master says there is wind, there must be wind." He Yan's eyes were firm. "If there is no wind, then I will turn myself into the east wind. In short, don't stop fighting." She said, "Move the boat towards the ambush."

…

On the other side, the Jiyang City Army that was chasing after the Wutuo warship also saw the scene just now. Everyone was stunned. It was hard to forget the skill of He Yan hitting the boat with his whip.

"Miss He... is so amazing." Someone murmured.

I'm not exaggerating, but even the strongest person in the Jiyang City Army couldn't do this. Strength and skills are secondary, but to escape from so many Utuo soldiers, you have to judge every moment very accurately. The arrows of the Utuo people were like rain, so dense, but it didn't shake her purpose at all.

The boat was smashed, causing the Wutuo people to frantically cut the iron rings. Some Wutuo people who could not swim were also drowned. The anger from being suppressed and beaten before was slightly reduced, and the Jiyang City Army felt happy at this moment.

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes and whispered, "I've thought of something." He turned around and ordered the deputy soldier, "Take out the box."

The box was brought up by Xiao Jue before boarding the ship. It was very heavy. One of them opened the box and saw that it was filled with a thing that looked like a tiger claw at the end of the whip that He Yan had just used. But it was not a whip, but a sharp weapon that could be worn around the wrist.

"The twenty elite soldiers who were able to swim before step out." Xiao Jue said.

Twenty elite soldiers who had received the order in advance immediately stood up.

Xiao Jue looked at them and said calmly, "Take the iron claws and enter the water."

The big ship in the distance was trying its best to chase the small boat that He Yan was sailing. There were only two people rowing the small boat, so how could it compete with the big ship? He Yan would be caught up by them soon.

20,000 against 150,000, it was a very difficult thing to do. He also knew that this battle was difficult to win, and that God might not be on his side, so he had to be fully prepared for everything. This box of iron claws was his hidden weapon. However, he did not expect that he and He Yan had the same idea. However, she was in the open, while he was in the dark.

"Smash the boat," he said.

…

The sound of the piano and the sounds of fighting on the river in the distance formed a sharp contrast. Spring and the battlefield are two unrelated things.

The sunlight shines on the man in white, making his clothes look even cleaner. At a glance, it seems that he is still the young man in white from that year.

A drop of blood dripped onto the strings in front of him, and the strings seemed to move, making a very faint sound. The seemingly clear sound of the piano also became sad.

There were shouts and screams coming from the deep forest. More and more Uto people were coming, crushing and trampling the flowers blooming on the roadside, but they couldn't move forward, as if they were blocked invisibly. The seemingly peaceful and happy spring scenery turned out to be a murderous weapon, with ambushes everywhere.

The blood on Liu Buwang's lips was increasing, and the sound of the piano was becoming more and more urgent.

There were too many people, and his formation could not hold on to too many people. It was barely enough now. The old wounds from his early years in the mountains when he studied hard in seclusion began to hurt again. Liu Buwang knew very well that he could not hold on for much longer.

But he still had to stay here. The longer he stayed here, the longer Cui Yuezhi could hold out. The more Wutuo people he killed here, the longer Cui Yuezhi's troops would have. The people in Jiyang City would be safer... and so would she.

The peach blossoms smile sweetly out of the fence, and they are most affectionate when they seem to be blooming but not yet blooming.

In his entire life, there was only that one peach blossom that seemed to be blossoming but hadn’t yet blossomed. He was not able to see this peach blossom bloom to the end. It would have been good for him to take care of it a little longer.

With a sound of "clang", the string in his hand seemed to be unable to bear it and suddenly broke. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Liu Buwang spat out a mouthful of blood. All the blood fell on the surface of the piano in front of him, and some splashed into the grass on the ground.

Like the peach blossoms in March, pretty and affectionate.

The sound of the piano disappeared, and the footsteps in the deep forest suddenly quickened and came closer. The formation was broken, and he slowly stood up.

"Who is that?"

"Who is it?"

"Why is there only one person? Is there an ambush?"

After breaking the formation, the Wutuo people rushed in, but they were afraid because of the ambush in the jungle just now. Seeing Liu Buwang alone in front, they were afraid that there were still ambushes around, so no one dared to move forward for a while.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a while. In the end, the Wutu people were brave because of their numbers. But after a moment, they laughed and said, "It's just one person. Even if there is an ambush, there are not many soldiers left in Jiyang City. No matter how many are ambushed, we will kill them all! What are you afraid of!"

The man in white in front of him was motionless, his robes were neat and tidy, like a fairy from otherworldly. In the past, his black hair was tied up with a white silk, and he looked elegant and cold. Now his hair is gradually turning white, but his back, as reassuring as a tree, has never changed.

Always protect whoever you want to protect.

A slight breeze blew by, causing his hairband to flutter slightly, his robe to sway gently, and the man's watery eyes to ripple. He was stunned at first, and then a smile slowly spread across his lips.

There is a chance of life in this dead end game.

Hope for Jiyang City has come.

The wind is coming.

Liu Buwang slowly drew out the long sword from his waist.