"What exactly is this Wang Ji trying to do?!"
Shi Ji stood on the walls of Lexiang, narrowing his eyes as he gazed into the distance.
The direction he was looking in was precisely that of Jiangling City.
After losing Jiangbei, Shi Ji had established the Jingnan defensive line as quickly as possible. His main forces were concentrated at Jingmen, Mandao, Lexiang, Gong'an, Baqiu, and other locations, chiefly facing the Cao Wei army across the river to the west.
Ding Feng was responsible for the defensive line from Baqiu to Yuzhang. Its main purpose was to surround Xiakou and prevent the enemy from attacking Xunyang and Chaisang, then fighting all the way to Jianye.
Both defensive lines were vitally important. If Shi Ji's line were torn open, not one of the Jingnan commanderies behind him could escape; almost all would be swallowed up. If something went wrong on Ding Feng's side, it would be even more terrifying: the enemy army could fight its way along the river straight toward Jianye...
At this point, Wu Yan, who would propose stretching iron chains across the river, was still a petty clerk, while Cao Wei's southern armies all had their own warships and navy, especially its forces in Jingzhou. Even if the enemy did not sail their warships toward Jianye, merely allowing them to cross the river would spell the kingdom's doom.
Shi Ji could not quite figure out what Wang Ji was trying to do.
These past days, the Cao Army across the river had been bustling with activity, coming and going. Even at night, their campfires were visible, lighting up the riverbank as brightly as day.
It was truly rather strange. It looked as though they were guarding against a sudden attack from him and had strengthened their vigilance.
The generals