All the ordnance had ceased to attack, and the sky was free of the locust-like crossbow arrows and the boulders thrown by catapults, and the sun seemed clearer, and even the sun seemed more vicious.

The edge of Jiangxinzhou is crowded with all kinds of bamboo rafts, rafts and boats.

Amid the shouts one after another, the Northern Wei soldiers were like all kinds of worthless goods, crowding these bamboo rafts, rafts and boats messily, and then began to march towards the north wall of Zhongli.

Very casual, really casual.

Lin Yi looked at the Wei troops on Jiang Xinzhou, those elite white bone troops and ordinary armies were mixed together, there was no array at all, and there were only a few people who could squeeze a few people, so they took those rafts and began to flood the river.

Yang Yi is an absolute celebrity.

When he was a child, he heard his father Lin Wangbei comment on Yang Luo.

Yang Luo, for this person, he does not understand the overall situation, what the meaning of the above, and what far-reaching significance some wars may bring, he does not understand at all, and it is difficult for him to consider it.

This may not seem perfect in the eyes of Zhongshan Wang Yuanying.

However, in Lin Wangbei's view, Yang Yi is the kind of genius who is truly proficient.

Yang Lu's way of unifying the army seems to be this kind of smashing, but in Lin Wangbei's view, it can be summarized more incisively as the advantage, if you can fight hard, you will fight hard, and if you can't beat it, you won't fight at all.

Lin Yi likes to read all kinds of miscellaneous books, and he has also read a lot of military books.

However, any method of warfare, in the face of such a well-understood truth, is simply too weak.

A large number of people is enough momentum.

All kinds of rafts are black and oppressive on the paved river, which can even hide the fact that the vast majority of Northern Wei soldiers are impassable, even if many of them are even unstable on such rafts, and some will even accidentally fall into the water even while sitting, but there are boats and rafts everywhere, and these Northern Wei soldiers will be picked up by their companions immediately after falling into the water.

These rafts are also very clumsy and slow to move through the river.

Even if some Northern Wei sergeants had controlled the boat to go back and forth on the water many times before, these rafts still seemed unruly in their hands, and some waves that were not too big would even make their rafts seem a little out of control, bumping on the water, and even spinning.

How nice would it be if the waves were bigger?

The wind and waves were strong enough that most of the rafts were out of control and most of the sergeants fell into the water, so they could not easily save themselves, and the Northern Wei army on the river would suffer a lot of losses before they began to form a real impact on the Jin Crow cavalry.

Lin Yi smiled bitterly.

Some days ago, there was a lot of heavy rain, but these days happened to be out of the rainy season, and the weather has been calm for days.

Perhaps Yang Luo didn't consider this, but Zhongshan Wang Yuanying and his military advisors had already taken these into account when planning the course of the war.

Lin Yi himself didn't know that his performance in Zhongli had actually shocked the Southern Dynasty military and the Northern Wei military.

Of course, he is also a very talented general, smart enough.

But some have more experience than him.

For Lin Yi, it was as if a god heard his heart between heaven and earth, and he felt the wind.

The wind on the river suddenly became stronger.

But he immediately sensed that the wind was coming from the walls behind him.

He turned to look at the wall.

There was an old man from the Sword Pavilion, sitting on a yellow rattan chair, covered with a thin blanket in this hot and sunny day.

He remembered the names of everyone in the Sword Pavilion, including the old man.

This old man's name is Yu Wangnian.

A battle in the early years not only destroyed some of his internal functions, making him chill even on a summer day like this, but also caused him to lose his legs.

He couldn't even see the wind, and needed to stay in the carriage or in the house, which was as airtight as possible.

Because after seeing the wind, there will be a lot of itchy red bumps on his skin, and many bones and internal organs in his body will be extremely painful.

Now, however, he is sitting in the wind.

His withered hands were placed in front of him, and between his hands was an iron plate.

As the true yuan in his body flowed out rapidly, pouring towards the surrounding heaven and earth, an inexplicable suction force was formed in the iron plate in his hand, which seemed to suck down the water vapor in the sky.

A white steam like a white dragon gradually fell from the sky.

Countless crystalline water droplets appeared above this iron plate.

"Chengtian Ganlin Pan!"

An irrepressible exclamation sounded first from above Zhongli's north wall.

This exclamation came from Rong Yi's mouth.

Rong Yi was a formation master, so he recognized this legendary array weapon for the first time.

"Heavenly nectar plate!"

Jiang Xinzhou also instantly resounded several exclamations.

The name of this array weapon blurted out by these Northern Wei people is one word different from what Rong Yi said, but in fact they are all the same thing, but they are different versions of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Countless years ago, as important as the military force of the dynasty, there was also the wind and rain.

At the beginning of their establishment, some sects undertook some missions related to the wind and rain, such as praying for rain.

In history, many Daomen who have been enshrined as national highways have contributed their strength in many years of great droughts, and some practitioners with extraordinary means have become a generation of national teachers.

Chengtian Ganlin Pan is a holy object that exists in the Yin Dynasty period.

For cultivators, this is a powerful array weapon.

As long as there is enough strength and quantity of True Yuan infusion, the water vapor flowing from this array can be turned into countless runes that change the microclimate of heaven and earth, summoning wind and rain.

"Retreat!"

"Get into the water! Stabilize the boat!"

"Come back!"

Countless hurried shouts rang out.

The group of rafts, which had already seemed a little chaotic, but because there were too many of them, and the group of boats and rafts, which seemed to be extremely powerful, suddenly became extremely chaotic.

All the sergeants listened to the shouting of their superiors, and wanted to turn the boat around as quickly as possible and retreat to Jiangxinzhou.

Countless sounds of falling water rang out.

At this moment, Yu Wangnian's head slowly drooped, and the flesh and blood on his cheeks seemed to be shrinking rapidly, but the iron plate he was holding with both hands was crystal clear and full of water.

This iron disc is extremely stable in his hands, absolutely flat.

The overflowing water lines flew out along the edge of this iron plate, and in the next moment, these spilled water lines, but with a forest breath, turned into countless sneering white lines, shooting between the heaven and earth in front of them, shooting towards the incomparably chaotic river!

The wind and rain suddenly roared!

The furious roar of the wind, accompanied by the thunder in the clouds in the sky, suppressed all the panicked voices on the river.