After the water assault, the battlefield lay in chaos and ruin.
The flood gradually receded, leaving devastation everywhere and a deathly silence.
The Wolf Bandits army had suffered staggering losses under the ravaging flood. Many had been scattered or drowned, and the survivors were exhausted, their morale crushed.
After his first attempt at controlling the water, Chen Xiaojun spread each successive wave sideways, forming a trapezoidal expanse of yellow water, narrow at the bottom and broad at the top. Like a sharp blade, it cleaved the Wolf Bandits ranks in two.
The three battles that had originally formed in different locations continued.
Battlefield one:
North of the trapezoid, You'an's Wolf Bandits had not escaped unscathed either. Though their losses were lighter, they had still been caught in the devastation.
Of course, Chen Mu and his two companions were struggling to settle their emotions as well.
Chen Mu complained bitterly, "That damned Sixth has gotten addicted to flooding everything! When he told me not to get myself caught up in it earlier, this was what he meant!"
Chen Bin's face was cold. "That's just how Sixth Brother is. All mysterious when he's giving orders, then he turns around and drops a earth-shattering bombshell. The results always leave everyone dumbstruck!"
"Achoo! Achoo!" Choked by the murky mist, Chen Shurui kept sneezing. "Sixth Brother is way too ruthless..."
Chen Mu shook the dust and mud off his body. "Come on. Time to get to work."
Amid the chaos, You'an rallied the remnants of his Wolf Bandits force, his eyes blazing with resentment and fury.
He had never expected Chang'an Academy to devise such a clever strategy and inflict such devastating losses through a water assault.
But he also understood that this was no time for despair. He had to pull himself together