"The bow is a little unwieldy."
Chen Sanshi looked at the corpse plummeting straight down ahead of him, hefted the golden bow a few times, found it somewhat lacking in weight, then turned and headed for Yongjia Prefecture.
The suddenly appearing imperial army had caught Yongjia Prefecture's defenders as off guard as if they had burrowed out of the ground.
With the cultivator overseeing the area dead, they immediately collapsed like a landslide. There was not even any unified command left, and they scattered like birds and beasts.
During the pursuit, the Liangshan Troops and Sima Yao's own forces nearly wiped out all eight thousand defenders. Only a handful managed to cross a tributary of the Fei River alive.
With the force of thunder and virtually zero casualties, they occupied Yongjia Prefecture and faced the million-strong army across the river.
"Commander."
Sima Yao climbed the city wall and bowed respectfully with cupped fists. "The entire army has finished preparing. When do we cross the river? What should we do next?"
"Send men to fell trees and prepare to build pontoon bridges along the shore."
Chen Sanshi said calmly, "At midnight tonight, the entire army will cross the river and charge straight into the enemy formation."
"Directly?"
The question had barely left Sima Yao's mouth before he hastily stopped himself. "This subordinate understands."
"Is there anything else?"
Seeing that he had yet to leave, Chen Sanshi asked softly.
"Commander Chen!"
Sima Yao suddenly dropped to one knee and clasped his fists, his voice ringing with force. "This subordinate is willing to brave fire and water for you, Commander, without hesitation!"
This was a battlefield. They were supposed to share life and death.
Yet saying such words here gave them far deeper meaning.
He was offering his allegiance.
"You."
Chen Sanshi scrutinized