Epilogue: The bridal chamber! The bridal chamber! (1)
On the river, the White Tiger infantry were still gliding hard, and the slender boat quickly passed across the river.
Yue lowered his face and stared at the boat on the river, his dark pupils narrowed slightly, and he slowly raised his hands to form a handprint on his chest.
On the river, the wind picked up.
The river water that was originally flowing down suddenly changed its flow direction, and a white wave slowly floated up to meet the team of white tiger soldiers. The white wave was not turbulent, but it was neither urgent nor slow, but it showed determination.
Facing the huge waves, the White Tiger soldiers were not too timid. They were still waving their thick arms and paddling the wooden paddles in their hands vigorously. It was a pity that in the face of such big waves, no matter how powerful they were, they would not be able to do anything.
becomes futile.
The white wave was like a huge arm, blocking the way of all the boats and pushing them all to the south bank.
The fleet that was moving forward in an orderly manner was instantly dispersed. Boats collided with boats and oars struck each other. Many White Tiger soldiers were thrown into the river, and the boats and people were washed to the grass on the south bank.
On the city wall, Chu Tianjiao finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Of course, casualties are unavoidable in this war, but she still hopes to reduce the casualties on both sides to as small a range as possible. If Yue has no sense of measure and rashly engulfs the opponent's 20,000 troops, it will definitely affect the next step of both sides.
plan of.
On the wall of the camp on the south bank, Bai's clenched fingers were slightly loosened.
"Damn it!" Bai Hu watched his men being pushed back from the center of the river. A look of violence suddenly appeared on his face. He tapped his toes and found that his men had already arrived among his men on the river bank. He stretched out his hands to stop those who were about to rush towards him again.
For the clan members of Jiang'an, he said in a deep voice, "Everyone stay where you are and wait for orders!"
After saying this, he slammed his booted feet on the shore, and the person flew into the air like a huge white projectile. His right hand had already grasped the handle of the giant ax at his waist, and raised it high.
Throw it down violently.
The silver giant ax drew a sharp silver line in the air. In the next moment, it had arrived in front of Yue. It was less than half a foot away, but the distance of half a foot was like the end of the world. The giant ax that had come so sharply could no longer do anything.
Go forward even a little bit.
If you look carefully, you can find that the giant ax has been covered with a layer of water waves for some time, and even the handle of the ax has water waves flowing.
Water may seem gentle, but it can dissipate all power. It may seem weak, but it can wash away the sand in big waves.
The blow missed, and there was no expression on Bai Hu's face. Almost at the same time as the giant axe, his men had already rushed in front of Yue, with the ax in his left hand, and the sharp ax blade was slashing towards Yue's throat.
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On the ax blade, golden light shines. It is obvious that this white tiger is also a ninth-level master.
On the north bank of Nanchuan, all the onlookers looked nervous, especially Baili Qing. On the high wall of the fortress, Chu Tianjiao had a smile on his lips, not because he was not worried, but because he was trusting.
The golden ax penetrated the delicate flesh without any hindrance, but no blood spattered, and only clear, colorless river water overflowed from the wound.
boom!
The joy above the water column instantly shattered and turned into a river of water that merged into the water column below.
At the same time, behind the white tiger, there was already a strong wind.
The water droplets in the air rose up against the wind and instantly condensed into countless tiny ice needles, piercing the white tiger's neck and back.
The white tiger's pupils shrank sharply. Knowing that he couldn't dodge, he let out a low roar.
Crack, crackle!
The ice needles pierced his body without exception, but they completely shattered into countless small ice beads and splashed everywhere. Accompanied by the roar of the white tiger, his body had also hardened into rock.
This leader of the Tiger Clan is not only a ninth-level warrior, but also possesses earth-based mystical arts.