Countless military camps stand on both sides of the Han River. Strong morale surges in the sky, and the faint force of blood changes the appearance of heaven and earth.
On the west bank, Lin Wufeng led one million elite disciples of the Holy Land, plus tens of millions of ordinary troops, to defend the pass thousands of miles away.
On the east coast, Zheng Guiqiong, the deputy lord of the Qionghua Holy Land, led an army of more than 130 million, and was frantically collecting dead wood that had been dead for thousands of years to build warships.
"The situation is not optimistic!"
On the wall of Hanshui Pass, Lin Wufeng was wearing Qilin armor, his eyes were shining, looking across the ten miles of Hanjiang River to the other side.
It's early morning now, and the water surface is filled with mist and changing in many ways. Under the nascent sun, it shines with a faint golden light, making it beautiful.
"Great Elder, when we crossed the cold water, we took away all the warships and delayed the attack on Qionghua Holy Land. Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to wait for your support!"
An elder from Zhan Linfeng reported the matter with a heavy look on his face.
After retreating from the front line, he ordered the seizure of all warships that could cross the river, but due to time constraints, he was unable to burn down the ten thousand-year-old dead trees on the east bank.
"Qionghua Holy Land's shipbuilding speed is very fast and has begun to take shape. We must find a way to destroy the ships they built!"
Lin Wufeng clenched his sword and said in a deep voice.
Before becoming the Great Elder of the Holy Land, he had served as an elder at Zhan Lin Peak, had dabbled in some military affairs, and could judge the biggest crisis at present.
Isolated by cold water and natural barriers, Qilin Holy Land occupies a geographical advantage. Unless Qionghua Holy Land has large-scale ships, it will be invincible.
When many elders in Zhan Lin Peak heard this, they frowned and remained silent.
After a while, when the fog on the river was about to dissipate, Lin Wufeng looked at the warships floating on the other side of the river and made up his mind: "Everyone, how about following me over and destroying the warships?"
Unlike Qionghua Holy Land, Qilin Holy Land has a large number of ships, enough to launch a large-scale water war.
"Can!"
Many elders of Zhan Linfeng looked at each other and agreed to this bold decision.
It is better to take the initiative to attack than to be beaten passively!
Boom! Boom! Boom.
With the beating of war drums, the major legions gathered and boarded the warships one by one, holding weapons in their hands, full of murderous intent, making the temperature of the cold water even more chilling.
Lin Wufeng led 500,000 elite disciples and boarded the largest warship, which was hundreds of feet long. The hull was equipped with formations and had a very powerful defense.
"Brothers, Hanshui Pass is the last line of defense of the Holy Land, and beyond that is the Qilin Dao Domain. That is our home, the place where our ancestors have thrived and lived!"
"We must win this battle, otherwise our sect will be destroyed, our homeland will be trampled upon, and our families will be enslaved!"
Lin Wufeng did not immediately order an attack. He stood at the bow of the ship to boost morale and asked loudly: "Brothers, please tell me loudly, what should we do?"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
His words were very effective. Whether they were the disciples of the Holy Land or the soldiers of the affiliated legion, they all opened their eyes wide, raised their weapons high, and roared with murderous intent.
The loud voice was like thunder, shaking away the clouds overhead and stirring up thousands of waves.
No matter at any time, family members are always the last barrier to protect them.
Fight for the Holy Land!
Kill for your family!
"Set off!"
Lin Wufeng nodded with satisfaction, drew his sword, and gave the order to attack.
Thousands of boats raced against each other, like ships of death, galloping towards the other side. Military souls hovered above the warships, erupting with terrifying power and great momentum.
The Qionghua Holy Land on the other side of the river, of course, discovered that the Qilin Holy Land was attacking, causing the soldiers who were building the ship to fall into a brief panic. Some soldiers even accidentally fell into the water and were corroded.
They never thought that Qilin Holy Land would attack at this time!
"Why are you panicking? The enemy is here to destroy the warship, prepare for battle!"
After hearing the scout's report, Zheng Guiqiong appeared in time and shouted loudly in the face of the chaos in the camp.
Wearing a purple armor, she had a heroic appearance, filled with iron-blooded aura, and had the spirit of a woman who would not be inferior to a man, and she calmed everyone at once.
After the army calmed down, they began to deploy defenses.
"Bauhinia Legion, fight with me!"
"Death Flower Legion, board the ship with me and fight!"
Two generals stood up and gave sonorous and powerful orders, leading the troops to board the few warships that had been built and go out to the river to fight.
On the shore, magic crystal cannons were brought up one after another, and the soldiers loaded ammunition in an orderly manner. The dark barrels were filled with a terrifying aura of destruction.
The fighting spirit filled the sky above Hanjiang River.
Ten minutes later, the troops from the Kirin Holy Land crossed most of the Han River and entered the attack range of the Qionghua Holy Land's magic crystal cannon.
"emission!"
Zheng Guiqiong did not hesitate, waved her hand, and ordered coldly.
boom!
There was an earth-shaking sound, and thousands of artillery shells were fired in volley, leaving trails of flames in the sky, like a dragnet, covering the fleet in the Qilin Holy Land.
"Start the formation!"
Lin Wufeng calmly ordered that it is not difficult for the Qilin Holy Land to defeat the attack of the magic crystal cannon.
The warship's aura flickered, and formations appeared one after another, and these formations were connected end to end, giving them very strong defensive power.
Rumble!
When the cannonballs fell, except for the cannonballs that landed on the warships, which caused a shocking explosion, the other cannonballs that landed in the cold water were corroded before they could explode.
Therefore, the magic crystal cannon attack in the Qionghua Holy Land seemed massive, but in fact the damage caused was not serious.
The fire slowly dissipated, revealing the huge fleet of the Qilin Holy Land. Benefiting from the protection of the formation, there was no damage at all. It was still galloping on the surface of the Han River, riding the wind and waves.
"It's time to fight back!"
Lin Wufeng sneered and raised his sword.
The moving fleet began to change direction and aimed its flanks at the shore. Black holes were exposed in the thick hull, and glowing gun barrels stretched out.
"emission!"
Countless cannonballs pierced the air and hit the shore with precision. Many Qionghua Holy Land soldiers were torn to pieces by the violent energy, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and broken arms and legs flying everywhere.
The dazzling blood dyed the earth red, gathered together, and flowed along the terrain towards the cold water.
An unexpected scene revealed that the cold water, which could corrode everything, did not corrode the blood. It even mixed with the blood and flowed downstream.
But neither of the two warring parties thought much about it, or even noticed this weird scene.
"put!"
"put!"
"..."
Lin Wufeng kept giving orders, and the shells were fired as if they were free, turning over the Qionghua Holy Land camp, causing countless casualties, and most of the warships under construction were damaged.
"Damn it!"
Zheng Guiqiong was so angry that she almost vomited blood. Her imperial power exploded, and she had the urge to take action.
But after thinking about it for a moment, I still lost my momentum!
Now is not the time to start an imperial war!
The Kirin Territory still has a vast territory, and there is also a huge amount of luck that can be mobilized. If an imperial war is started rashly, it will only lead to a lose-lose outcome for both parties.
Now she can only hope that the Purple Flower Army and the Death Flower Army can create a miracle and repel the enemy.