"Enemy attack! There's an enemy attack—"

"Quick! Prepare for the battle—"

For a time, the ferry port on the north bank was full of chaotic footsteps, and a large number of ghost troops began to gather on the shore to form a military defense.

The ghost general also came to the front line in person, ready to command the battle.

After a short time, the warships of the Xuan Army really approached, and the two sides were about to reach the distance of arrows.

But at this time, Ma Lin suddenly ordered.

"Drop anchor and stop advancing!"

The soldiers of Xuan stopped paddling one after another and dialed back.

"Shoot the arrows—"

At the sound of an order, the crossbowmen, who had already been prepared, released their fingers in unison.

The arrows rained down on the other side, at this time the Xuan army had already extinguished the torches, in the dark night, it was not clear at all, the ghost general was still stretching his neck and trying to watch, how to know that the arrow rain was coming in an instant.

Some shot into the water on the shore, some covered the piles of people, and many ghost soldiers were shot to the ground on the spot, which immediately caused a miserable howl.

The ghost general was furious: "Fight back!" Shoot back—"

With his order, the ghost army also began to draw their bows and arrows, and they launched random shots at the river.

"Shield—"

It seems that he expected that the ghost army would immediately return fire, and the Xuanjun army ordered it early.

The small warship has limited space, but the heavy vertical shield on one side is still erected on the bow of the ship in an instant, blocking most of the people in the hull.

The sound of clanging was not long in coming.

The crossbowmen, on the other hand, hid behind heavy shields, and when the opponent's round of arrow rain was over, they immediately straightened up again and launched a return fire.

In this way, the two sides were like a rain of arrows, constantly shuttling back and forth over the big river at night.

I don't know how many random arrows were driven into the water, hitting one splash after another.

There were also soldiers who were shot by stray arrows and howled miserably.

After two or three rounds of arrows, the ghost army's main general's brows also furrowed.

It stands to reason that the other party wants to force the Lin River to cross, and should take advantage of the night to rush straight to the river bank in order to achieve the purpose of a rapid landing, but now it is stopped in the river, only invading with random arrows, where is it like to cross the river!

Thinking of this, he was just about to speak, but a herald ran over in a panic and shouted urgently: "The general is not good!" Baili Dam is under attack by enemy troops, ask for support! ”

Hearing this, instead of being a little flustered, the ghost army commander looked up and smiled, saying, "That's right, that's right!" I said, what the hell is Xuanjun doing! ”

"Huh?" The herald was a little unresponsive.

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, but now it seems that it is obviously their trick!" Meant to grab our attention! In order to create opportunities for their main forces! ”

"The general is talking about ......"

"This is a feint, the place where the Xuan army wants to cross the river is in Bailiba!"

The ghost general sneered: "Hmph! Baili Dam, where it looks on the surface, the defense is weak, and General Ben knows that the Xuan army will definitely be fooled! From there, there is only a dead end! ”

He was full of confidence, thinking that he had already anticipated the purpose of the Xuan army, and after speaking, he also said to the herald: "You immediately upload my military order, let the left and right forces of Bailiba surround the middle, 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 going to deliberately fall for him and further confuse the enemy, the real purpose was where Baili Dam was.

The south shore of Xiroe Mountain.

General Tan Zhen was standing on the shore, directing the soldiers to get on the boat.

Everywhere on the river, there were large wooden barrels, in groups of four, firmly bound together.

Ships are not easy to build, but these are lighter than ships.

After everyone came up, Tan Zhen also waved his hand and explained in a low voice:

"Move lightly!"

"Try not to make a noise!"

"Stealth forward!"

Under his order, in order to avoid too much movement and attract the attention of the enemy, the soldiers of the Xuan army began to advance with wooden scoops, unhurriedly, and gently pushing water.

In the dark night, more than 100 large wooden barrels on the river were slowly drifting towards the opposite bank.

Time passes slowly.

North Shore.

Most of the ghost troops in Crab Mountain are in the camp, and there are only a few patrolling guards and some sentries by the river.

There is a simple lookout on it, on which two ghost soldiers yawn and chat.

Because of the battle at the crossing of the Lin River and Bailiba, it was far away from here, and the communication was not developed at that time, so the ghost army here did not know that there was a war tonight, and they were still in a relaxed state as usual.

"Alas, have you heard, Xuanjun has built a lot of ships recently......"

"So what? Can they build a thousand, ten thousand, to cross the river, it is impossible to ......"

Just as the two sentinels were chatting, there was a sudden commotion, it was Xuanjun, who was already approaching, and accidentally stirred up the splash.

"Who!?" The two of them were immediately alert and looked at the water together.

But the night was pitch black, and after watching for a long time, there was no movement, and one of the tense nerves relaxed, pretending to be relaxed: "Don't be nervous, I see, it's just a big fish jumping into the water......"

The other was still staring at the water.

"What's wrong?" The man from before was a little nervous by him again.

After a moment, the sentry's eyes widened, then he pointed to the surface of the water and asked in a loud voice:

"What people!? (Oni)"

Ahead, a moving black shadow loomed.

Xuanjun was silent, only concerned with moving.

The sentry shouted again.

This time, the shore could already be seen, and Tan Zhen immediately drew out his sword:

"Paddle hard—"

With his order, at that moment, the soldiers who had been preparing for a long time began to throw off their arms and desperately paddle the water scoop, and the sound of splashing came and went, like a paddling competition, how fast and how fast!

Seeing this, the two sentries were shocked and immediately began to scream: "Enemy attack! There's an enemy attack—"

The screams pierced the night sky and echoed in Crab Mountain, but at this time, it was obviously too late to warn!

Several random arrows were fired, and the sentry was knocked over on the spot, falling off the lookout.

On the Xuanjun side, under the desperate sprint, the distance quickly narrowed, and some people stood up, wrapped the rope in their hands, and threw it towards the shore.

The ropes were hooked, some of them were hooked into stones, some of them were hooked into stakes, and after they were straightened, they began to pull violently, and the barrels reached the shore in a swift and instantaneous manner.

"Ashore ashore! Log in! ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

Tan Zhen landed first, standing on the shore, and he couldn't stop urging urgently.

The Xuanjun was well-trained, and there was no need for him to urge him, the front ones had already gone ashore, and some of the wooden barrels had gathered in piles and were stranded in shallow water, and the soldiers did not hesitate and jumped down directly.

A large number of soldiers landed on the water.

The sound of armor grinding together became one.