As soon as he walked to the Huai River embankment, Zhao Kuangyin's brows couldn't help frowning, the firelight on the opposite bank of the Huai River River was continuous and constantly jumping, there should be all the defensive soldiers of Shouzhou Water Village, and on both sides of the ferry, there were still continuous shaking fires extending to both sides.

Xiahou Fang, who rushed to the shore in advance, walked over, frowned and said, "General Zhao, torches and lanterns were lit on the opposite bank as soon as it was dark, and the brothers didn't dare to scout forward easily when they sneaked into the middle of the river. ”

Zhao Kuangyin turned around and ordered his subordinates to find a canoe and rowed to the south shore by himself.

As soon as he crossed the middle line of the river, Zhao Kuangyin found that some of the river had entered the range of light, and he could also vaguely see the Southern Tang soldiers patrolling above the water village. Zhao Kuangyin was unwilling, tore off a piece of placket from his clothes, dipped it in water, sandwiched in a few pennies, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it to the place where there was light.

Soon, an urgent whistle sounded on the south bank of the water wall, and dozens of sharp arrows whistled in, one of which shot the piece of clothing with precision and sank it into the water. The water at the water village burned more and brighter. The boats on both sides of the water village also pressed forward.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Kuangyin quietly rowed the boat back more than ten meters, and then rowed downstream of the river.

The boat taxied for about a mile, and was already far away from the range of the water village and the fleet, Zhao Kuangyin turned the bow of the boat again and leaned towards the south bank of the river.

When there was still a distance of dozens of meters from the shore, Zhao Kuangyin saw clearly a long fire dragon that appeared in front of him: a simple boat with torches and fires lit on it was neatly arranged into a long line parallel to the river embankment, moving with the water, but not drifting away, obviously anchored and fixed, and there seemed to be ropes connected between the boats.

Behind this fire dragon, there are small boats patrolling back and forth on the shore, and there are rare voices. In a word, there are both fixed surveillance lines and mobile surveillance vessels on the south bank of the Huai River.

The South Bank is too well defended, isn't it? Zhao Kuangyin sighed secretly, turned the boat, and waved to the brothers in the back, and Xianzhe went back to talk.

As soon as he landed on the shore, Zhao Kuangyin instructed the brothers who were good at water, and everyone lightened their bags, looked for a few reeds by the river, and groped for a few long reed pipes.

Not long after, the twelve tiger guards were all ready, and they took four small boats and paddled by hand, slowly rowing towards the south bank. This time, they targeted 500 meters downstream of the water village.

The ship soon reached the front of the fire dragon line and came to a quiet stop. Zhao Kuangyin waved his hand to signal everyone to act, took a reed pipe in his left hand, and slowly slid into the water with his hand on the edge of the boat.

The river water in September was unusually cold, and the coolness immediately soaked Zhao Kuangyin's clothes, tightly wrapped around his body, and aroused small bumps all over his body. Zhao Kuangyin let out a long breath, looked back and saw that the brothers had all gone into the water, and with a wave of his right hand, he slashed into the water, cut through the cold current, and dived forward silently.

Seeing that he was getting closer to the fire dragon line, Zhao Kuangyin took the reed pipe in his mouth, took a deep breath, and dived into the water. The twelve Tiger Ben Guards all did the same and dived.

Seeing that the fire dragon line swept over his head and fell behind him, Zhao Kuangyin did not come out of the water, and still rowed towards the dark front. It seems that after a very long time, the right hand stretched forward finally touched the aquatic plants and soft mud on the side of the river embankment, Zhao Kuangyin still did not rush out, listened intently for a while, and then slowly stretched his head out of the river.

The two adjacent watchtowers on the embankment, one east and one west, were all completely dark, except for a small boat rowing to the west fifty meters on the right.

Zhao Kuangyin pulled his body out of the river with alternating force with his hands, and lay down at a dense slope of aquatic weeds, observing the situation on all sides while distractedly counting his brothers who slowly came ashore.

Eleven, twelve! When the people were all together, Zhao Kuangyin stretched out his right hand, nodded forward, and slowly climbed towards the edge of the river embankment.

The hand reached the embankment, and there was nothing to do; The person slowly climbed over the five-meter-wide embankment, still fine, Zhao Kuangyin buried his body in the grass of the outer embankment, and turned around and waited for the brothers to follow.

Eight, nine, ten, and there are only two brothers left! The second-to-last Tiger Benwei had a huge body, and it was obvious that he had basically climbed the river embankment, and his right foot was inadvertently cocked outward, and a protruding fork-like thing hung on the tip of his toe.

"Jingle bells! Jingle bells! A crisp copper bell sounded like thunder in the night that had fallen silent.

"Not good!" With Zhao Kuangyin's low exhalation, an unusually poignant whistle sounded from the inside of the riverbank, accompanied by a roar of rage.

How does it sound like it's Japanese? Zhao Kuangyin was wondering, the east and west guard towers sounded sharp whistles and urgent gongs at the same time, and several sharp arrows burst out from the towers at the same time, one of which bit the thigh of a tiger guard on the river embankment.

At this moment, a voice full of fear sounded on the inner side of the embankment, and just shouted the words "Be careful, there is a ......" and then stopped, followed by a bloody head being thrown out of the embankment, and the tiger guard who accidentally kicked the alarm bell also roared bitterly, and the figure was pulled by something, and quickly fell towards the inner side of the embankment.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Kuangyin found that the light behind him was brightening, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, only to find that there were at least three torches lit on the outside of the river embankment, and the crowd was noisy and rushing here. Zhao Kuangyin swept around again, and there was already a fire in the distance on the river embankment, and if he didn't leave, he would be surrounded!

Zhao Kuangyin slammed the clods on the river bank and roared: "Brothers, retreat!" The panicked tiger guards immediately got up and ran towards the water's edge.

In a short distance of five meters, two more tiger guards fell to the ground with a roar of arrows.

Zhao Kuangyin was full of grief and indignation, the knife danced into a knife ball on his side, blocking two random arrows, and the person rushed across the embankment and rushed towards the two black shadows that were fighting on the slope.

Zhao Kuangyin first punched out with his right hand, and the fist hit the slightly thin figures of the two with a strong wind, and with his left hand, he pulled the big tiger guard Cui Chengfang, who was roaring angrily, and ran towards the river together. The thin figure hissed in pain, and with a flick of his hand, the man fell into the grass and disappeared.

"Puff" a few times, and a series of small things nailed Cui Chengfang's body, making him stumble and smash into the river with Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyin, who suddenly fell into the water, urgently paddled on the water, and then went to pull Cui Chengfang, but found that he didn't react at all, turned his body and took a look, and found that there was a small hole in his throat, which was bleeding outward, and the person was no longer good!

"Chengfang!" Zhao Kuangyin hissed angrily with great resentment, and roared repeatedly, "Withdraw, withdraw!" ”

As soon as he turned around, Zhao Kuangyin dived into the water and rowed violently into the distance.

At this time, the torches on the shore had already gathered, and the guards of the Southern Tang Dynasty who rushed over began to shoot arrows desperately at the inner side of the embankment and on the surface of the river.

When Zhao Kuangyin panted and picked up the waiting boat in the middle of the river, he turned around and counted the heads again, and found that only five tiger guards had followed him, and two of them were shot in the ribs and legs.

"Lin Feng!" Zhao Kuangyin stared at the south bank of the Huai River, which was getting brighter and brighter, and his steel teeth squeaked, squeezing out the name of the person who made them deflated again with their impeccable defense of the riverbank.

A quarter of an hour after the battle, Lin Feng, who was about to sleep in the Zhengyangdu camp, received a report from the river defense, and the defenders successfully repelled the enemy's first night raid, killing and wounding seven people, and only one Japanese master on our side, Yanagi Eye, was wounded.

Lin Feng couldn't help but sneer secretly when he heard this, and the so-called mysterious ninjutsu masters brought by Abe Eyeming were so proud that they were like winged phoenixes with their bare legs, and they were provoked by Lin Feng to hide and hide near the two water villages in Zhengyang and Shouzhou. What now? Wasn't Yanagi's eyes cleaned up by the other party as soon as they met?!

However, of course, Lin Feng would not show this kind of schadenfreude on his face, and while ordering Liu Sheng's eyes to be carried back to Shouzhou for good healing, he then pulled his subordinates and commanded in a low voice.