The soldiers of the Martial Arts Empire let out a shout of victory, dancing with their hands and raising their swords to vent the victory of this war.

This was their first great victory in the war with the Spirit Kingdom, and they wiped out more than 100,000 people on the other side without a single soldier, which completely boosted their morale.

They raised their weapons aloft their weapons, and their shields shouted wildly.

A rare smile appeared on Mo Ye's face, this kind of tactic was something he had never thought of, because no one could do it.

Mo Wuxie's heart was full of contradictions, these people died because of him, which made him feel very uncomfortable, this is a friendly army against the unknown army in the future, but now he can only fight in the hands of his own people, this desolation, only he knows.

The Pei River is about three miles wide and about fifty meters deep, and it is once again filled with azure water, rushing endlessly, and the water splashes into the distance. The sun rises and shines on the water, reflecting a little starlight, and it looks peaceful.

Peijiang has once again become a natural danger in the confrontation between the two armies.

The soldiers of the Martial Arts Empire immediately launched a huge celebration, which stimulated the soldiers' passionate emotions even more, and only when their morale was inflated could they burst out with terrifying power.

The morale was unprecedentedly strong, which made Mo Ye excited.

Inside the handsome tent, Mo Ye's family sat quietly, and the earth-shattering excitement outside did not affect them at all.

Mo Yan praised: "Fifth brother, your tactics are simply too godly, I just don't understand, how did you do it?"

Mo Wuxian smiled bitterly and said, "This is the realm, you will know about it in the future, big brother!"

Mo Xie drank the soju with satisfaction, and said happily: "The first big victory, the morale of the soldiers is high, I think, we need to take advantage of the victory to pursue!"

Mo Wuxian said: "We need enough ships to cross the Pei River, but there are so many ships?"

Mo Xie smiled and said, "Collect all the fishing villages near Peijiang!"

Mo Wuxian shook his head and said, "This method is not advisable, but I have a good way!"

Mo Yan and Mo Ye looked at him at once, showing interested looks.

Mo Wuxian said: "Use the red-clothed cannon to bombard a few cannons upstream, hehe, come to think of it, the water of the Peijiang River will spread to the north of the Peijiang River, and it will definitely be flooded at that time, we don't have to fight, the Spirit Kingdom will be defeated and withdraw its troops!"

They were all pleasantly surprised, but they didn't expect to use the tactics of water.

Mo Xie asked, "They just experienced the flood, can it still work?"

Mo Wuxian smiled evilly: "Tactics are not irreusible. They certainly wouldn't have thought we'd do it again, so this was our chance. Even if they think about it, it's fine, because now it's us who controls the home field, not them, and they can only rush to the battle. ”

Mo Ye slapped the table and said with a smile: "Okay, let's do it, but we don't have a red-clothed cannon!"

Mo Wuxian smiled: "I'll solve the red-clothed cannon." It's just a pity for me that the other party's commander lost his fighters, if they get enough ships and cover them with red-coated cannons, it will not be difficult to cross the Peijiang River at all, but now we have to use this method. Dad, you have to find the ship as soon as possible, the more the better, we have to recover the lost ground!"

Mo Wuxian came to the upper reaches again, there were still 50,000 defenders stationed here, and on the other side, there was no further garrison sent over at this time.

What Mo Wuxian wants is the time difference, the time for them to have no reaction.

He was convinced that Angelina would not have thought that the army of the Martial Arts Empire, which was in the midst of a carnival, would suddenly launch a strategy again.

He threw all twelve red-clothed cannons out of the Divine Tomb and fell to the ground with a bang.

Naturally, one of them was obtained a long time ago in the Zhantan tribe.

He filled each cannon with an eighth-level magic core, aimed it in the direction, and then controlled it with divine power, and at the same time pulled the twelve red-clothed cannons.

Twelve extreme red rays of light broke away from the barrel and shot towards a point.

This point is to change the path of the water on the snow-capped mountain, as long as the place is shortened and the flow channel is changed, then the water will flow to the north of the Peijiang River, and at that time, the north of the Peijiang River will fall into a flood disaster.

When the Martial Dao Empire's army was defeated, all the civilians north of the Peijiang River had already evacuated the interior, so no matter how flooding it was, there was no threat to the Martial Dao Empire.

As long as this war is won, water can still be brought into the Peijiang River again, and at that time, the north of the Peijiang River can still be transformed again.

How bold and how big a shovel is a man.

He's now bold enough to use an alternative tactic, but at this point, it's the best fit.

He didn't know how much water there was in this huge snow-capped mountain, but according to his estimates, the water that supplied the Peijiang River would never stop flowing even in a year.

Thundered!

The twelve rumbles erupted en masse, almost just one rumble, but they fell at twelve different points.

The mountain collapsed and immediately changed the ravine.

The water on the snow-capped mountains did not follow the newly reconstructed river channel and immediately left its original trajectory and flowed towards the north of the Peijiang River, and only a small part of it still fell within the Peijiang River.

The current is so strong that it just rolls into the distance in an instant......

Putting away the twelve cannons, he returned to the barracks again.

Now, it's up to God to punish.

Mo Yan had already gone to collect the ships, and only Mo Ye was left.

Mo Xie and his wife are so unkind, and the victory of this war is no longer important to them.

Mo Yan looked at Mo Wuxian who walked in and said, "Are you all ready?"

Mo Wuxian nodded and said, "Dad, this war will end soon, what are your plans?"

His words made Mo Yan stunned for a moment, revealing a hint of amazement, and said, "I think, I'll die in the imperial capital, then I don't want to go!"

Mo Wuxian could hear that this was not his real thoughts, and said, "Dad, why did you leave the family in the first place?"

Mo Ye looked at him for a long time, then looked at his wife, sighed, and said, "It seems that you already know a lot of things, since this is the case, I will tell you." At the beginning, the patriarch went behind my back and promised me a marriage contract to a woman in the Sword Pavilion, but I was already in love with your mother, so I didn't agree to this marriage, so I left the family without hesitation, and I didn't want this marriage because we had a feud with the Sword Pavilion. ”

Mo Wuxian smiled bitterly and said, "Dad, do you know that Qinghe is the daughter of the Sword Pavilion Master?"

Mo Xie sighed again and said, "Dad didn't know before, but he also knew later, since you and Qinghe have no guesses and have feelings, then Dad also supports your own ideas, man, do whatever you want!"

Mo Wuxian finally rest assured, if Dad doesn't agree to marry Qinghe, it's really a difficult thing to do, since Dad can see it so openly, then everything will be fine.

"Dad, after the war, I will let us return to the clan with honor!"

With that, he walked out.

Falling leaves return to the roots, Mo Wuxian never knew that in fact, my father still misses the family very much. As a son of man, he must share his father's sorrows, and if the father does not propose or do well, as a son, he must do it instead of his father.

The soldiers' celebration was over, and two hours later, Mo Yan returned, bringing with him a large number of ship ropes.