"These pigs! They could actually capsize their own boats?" Alistair frowned. Fighting opponents like this was practically an insult to him!
"Oh! Sorry, my friend, I didn't mean to insult you. The truth is, they're inferior to you!" The Tutu Pig beneath Alistair suddenly began grunting. Alistair hurriedly reached down to soothe his companion.
"Dragon God above! What an ugly march!" Alistair frowned as he watched the Chariot People floundering about in the river, falling over one another. Was he really about to fight such weaklings?
Situated at the confluence of the Redwater River and the Swift River, this stretch of river was broader than usual. Naturally, the current at the junction was also faster. The Eastern Yi, who had spent their lives on horseback and in chariots, were bound to make all kinds of mistakes during such a tense armed crossing.
Boom! The water exploded. Alistair instantly turned toward the blast, only to find that an aquatic magical beast had attacked a wooden boat... His mouth twitched. What was this, rain pouring through a leaky roof? Did disasters always seek out the unfortunate? Had these Eastern Yi been condemned by the Dragon God? Alistair, who had never particularly believed in the kingdom's Dragon God, found his faith increasing by several degrees.
"Snort, snort~" The Tutu Pigs' grunts merged into one continuous sound, accompanied by the heavy breathing of the Savage Goblins. This was their first time facing such a massive enemy force. At least several thousand Eastern Yi vanguard troops were pressing toward them like a dark tide.
"Raise your spears!" Alistair said calmly. A general was the soul of his soldiers—he could not panic. Besides, the mighty Goblin Banner Knight Order was not something these enemies could easily shake!
"Throw!" Alistair poured Battle Qi into the short javelin