Who Are You Looking For? (Part 2) [Seeking Monthly Tickets]

Shen Tang chose a remarkably subtle moment to strike.

She waited until Tao Yan's vanguard had crossed the middle of the Miao River, while soldiers on the opposite bank were still waiting to enter the water. Then she suddenly attacked. The front ranks were dealt a crushing blow, and panic was bound to spread through the troops behind them. If they tried to retreat to shore, the men there would block their way. They would end up packed together, trampling one another, and those who couldn't make it ashore would be shoved back into the river.

Ordinary soldiers couldn't form a battle formation, so they had no morale to draw on. Worse, the rafts beneath their feet were made of morale. If they delayed too long and the morale holding the rafts together ran out, they'd all be in the river like dumplings in a pot. In such circumstances, ordinary soldiers could barely protect themselves, let alone organize a counterattack.

By comparison, those with martial energy were relatively composed.

Tao Yan had quite a few Martial Gall Warriors under his command. Though none were strong enough to fight while suspended in the air, they could still fight back and barely hold the line, preventing a total rout.

The spear-wielding soldiers were having so much fun stabbing enemies into the water that, when they saw the enemy turn around, the men steering the rafts wished they could windmill their arms like human turbines. As the archers sent wave after wave of arrows their way, blood spread across the chilly river. If the enemy soldiers weren't dead yet, once the rafts drew near, there were soldiers assigned to finish them off.

If they still didn't die after that, they'd all be prisoners once the battle was over.

Amid the chaos, Feng Clan's