You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

Feng Tianyin's pieces unleashed a concentrated burst of power, forming an impenetrable wall around Wangjiang City, completely encircling the battlefield. The Qingzhou soldiers, noticing this, were filled with apprehension, and their anxiety led to mistakes. Boom!

Suddenly, two large ships collided, splinters flew everywhere, masts collapsed, and countless people fell into the water.

"A bunch of idiots, what are they good for?"

The commander roared in anger, and more ships began to rub against each other and collide. This was unavoidable, as the waters lacked sufficient depth for maneuvering and turning, resulting in a constant stream of accidents.

Just as the Qingzhou side was in a flurry of activity, they saw a large fleet of fire ships sailing in from upstream.

We're about to crash.

As expected, with a loud crash, the first fire ship collided with a Qingzhou troop transport ship, and its full load of flammable materials poured out in one go. With the help of the wind, the flames spread further and roared as they crashed into the fleet.

One after another, suicide speedboats crashed into the outer ring of the Qingzhou fleet.

The targets that were hit turned into torches, from which came howls and wails. In the chaos, countless people lost their footing and fell into the water.

The current is so strong now that falling in would be extremely dangerous, with a slim chance of survival.

Not finished yet.

The Daqian soldiers on the shore were not idle; they were constantly pouring a pungent-smelling tar onto the water, which spread along the surface and instantly ignited a large area of ​​water with a single spark.

Feng Tianyin had prepared "Greek Fire" as her key killing move, and it burned the water surface as soon as she used it.

The commander of Qingzhou could never have imagined that such a thing existed.

"Retreat! The entire army retreats!"

He had given this order in such a hasty manner more than once, but the sheer number of large ships blocking the way was impossible to shake, and they collided with each other with a rumbling sound. The latter half of the fleet was in complete chaos, while the former half was engulfed in flames, and no one could escape.

"These are all the elite troops of Qingzhou. If they all perish here, I could never afford to pay for it even if I died."

Seeing this scene, I felt only heartbreak. I was worried not only about myself but also about Qingzhou. But now that things had come to this, there was nothing left to worry about.

Previous sequence.

After much thought, this is the only path left to take.

Or perhaps it was a path deliberately left by the Great Qian Dynasty, because they could have directly ambushed them along the riverbed, but instead they deliberately left a distance for them to land, as if they were expecting them to come ashore.

The scheme was an open one, with no way to resolve it. Driven by the flames, the ships had no choice but to land.

Moreover, as the flames gradually subsided, the Daqian ships crossed the sunken wreckage and sailed straight in, scattering another round of flames onto the ships in the latter half of the fleet. They didn't engage in direct combat; they simply set fires, relying on a single, foolproof tactic.

"Get ashore quickly."

With no time to spare, the surviving ships from Qingzhou began to disembark and were forced to land.

The Daqian army stationed on the shore did not react at all, watching silently. After all, if they intervened, wouldn't the other side not be able to land? Or would they fight to the death and end up losing to Daqian like bumper boats?

From beginning to end, Feng Tianyin's tactical arrangements always left room for maneuver.

Dismantling the organization is what matters.

Her troop deployment made the entire Qingzhou army feel suffocated by being firmly controlled, with every step being within the enemy's expectations.

It should be said that he was being led by the nose by his opponent. How could a commander of such stature be so foolish?

Damn it.

Regardless of the opponent's regret, we must do our best to salvage the defeated army.

Landing signal flags fluttered on the flagship, and the Qingzhou soldiers, as if granted a pardon, docked. Although they knew the main force of the Great Qian army was on the shore, they had no other choice; it was better than the hell on the water.

They rushed to the shore, one after another, pushing and shoving each other to get ashore.

"Get into formation, hurry up!"

The mid-level officers were urging them on, but orders from higher command had not yet been relayed, and the manpower they had organized was still too small.

As a result, the Qingzhou army was cut into pieces like tofu blocks once they landed, which was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables for the Daqian army; they could take action at any time. But they remained calm and composed, thinking, "So what if we're waiting for you? This is part of the battle plan."

This obstruction of command transmission was precisely Feng Tianyin's plan.

She had already ordered Du Shaoqian to lead his troops straight to the various large ships to create chaos and obstruct the flow of orders, doing only one thing:

Boarding action.

The Great Qian warships, carrying their most elite troops, charged straight into the center of the fleet, engaging in fierce combat with the enemy commander's personal guards. The battle was fierce and evenly matched.

How could I possibly give orders? I'll just have to pray for good fortune.

The most bustling place on the entire battlefield right now is the Qingzhou flagship. The boarding action on it is the bloodiest and most direct fighting in this battle. Everyone is fighting in a confined space around a single ship, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

The surviving escort ships naturally surrounded and supported their commander.

The fleet from the Daqian side was also approaching, and thus this area of ​​water formed a deck platform.

It was as if an arena had been artificially created.

Long!

Another large warship roared and crashed into the battlefield, where people were fighting fiercely. This time it was different. People couldn't help but turn their heads to look, and there was Feng Tianyin, dressed in military uniform, walking down.

No one could mistake that stunningly beautiful face with silver hair and purple eyes.

On the battlefield, however, he exudes a sharp, heroic, and imposing presence, giving off a strong sense of pressure. Is this the supreme leader of the Great Qian Dynasty? He has actually taken to the front lines of the battlefield.

"Alright, let's have our final battle here."

The Qingzhou commander, who was fighting Du Shaoqian, shouted and launched an attack with all his personal guards.

Feng Tianyin drew her iron-copper sword and swung it with a bang, shattering weapons inch by inch in its path, the flying fragments enough to pierce through armor.

Click!

She then dodged and fought, killing a fully armored guard with a single move. The breastplates of these corpses collapsed into their abdomens, indicating the immense force that had destroyed their internal organs.

"Indeed, unparalleled in bravery" is a bit of an exaggeration, isn't it?

The High Priest's move stunned the enemy, and even the people of Daqian were slightly taken aback, since most of them had never witnessed His Majesty's fighting prowess.

However, they quickly realized that this was a golden opportunity.

We will defeat the Qingzhou navy right here today.

Chapter 134 The Advantage Isn't With Me? (6K)

Just as the Battle of Wangjiang was raging, a gaze fell from the infinitely high and distant lands.

That's impressive.

As far as the eye could see, the sea was ablaze with flames, and countless warships carrying them were slowly sinking, clashing and fighting each other, with men constantly falling into the water or being knocked down. There were no formations, no coordination, because it was all too chaotic.

With the footsteps swaying and the view tilting, a teammate could easily fall into the water.

I have no choice but to fight alone.

So even though both sides are elite forces, naval warfare has reached a point where there is no coordination; it's just a simple one-on-one fight, the most primitive and direct approach.

The outer perimeter of the battlefield was relatively safe, as the fighting sometimes had to be halted due to the splitting of ships at landing points.

Her gaze was fixed on the very center of the battlefield.

Due to the numerous collisions, friction, and piecing together of ships, this area of ​​water was transformed into a flat surface by the decks. It became wide enough for two massive armies to engage in fierce, back-and-forth battles, neither giving an inch, amidst the flashing of swords.

They're targeting the elite.

Who isn't an elite?

The personal guards of the Qingzhou Commander-in-Chief, the personal guards of the Great Qian General, and the Imperial Guards of the High Priest—three elite armed forces—clashed at close range. They used only the most primitive formations, relying entirely on the clash of swords, spears, and halberds to test their most solid fundamental skills.

Xia He's gaze focused further, and she saw a fierce and savage battle raging on both sides, with shouts of battle filling the air.

Gradually, Qingzhou suffered increasing losses.

There are relatively many psionicists in the Great Qian Dynasty, and quite a few of them can be considered hero units.

Not to mention the buffs that flashed in Xia He's eyes, such as [Elite Aura], [Flanking Attack Bonus], and [Desperate Struggle], which stacked up to a terrifying value, no wonder the enemy was retreating step by step.

But she didn't think it was over.

The fact that the Qingzhou Commander-in-Chief has a halo of "Great Blessing from the God of the Sea" above his head means he's definitely not a simple person.

Xia He guessed that Feng Tianyin personally went into battle for this reason.

The little bot could also see this information through its permissions, which is why it boldly chose to personally lead the Imperial Guard in a fierce attack—it was to add an extra layer of protection.

"very good."

As if hearing this praise, the girl's lips curled up slightly, and then her spiritual energy erupted. Her long hair, which was originally black with white highlights, turned gray, and her output became even better. With a sweeping iron and copper strike, she smashed open the flagship's mast and buried dozens of enemy generals and guards.

Even the strong winds generated by the aftershocks blew a few unlucky guys away.

Those who fall into the river are almost certainly doomed, because they fainted in mid-air, which shows how powerful the force was.

"Did you suddenly take the wrong medicine?"

The officers from Qingzhou cursed angrily.

Little did they know that Feng Tianyin, sensing Xia He's gaze, went completely berserk, each move stronger than the last, swinging her weapon with unstoppable force, almost single-handedly overwhelming them.

In theory, this place is Qingzhou's home ground, and a large number of escort ships have gathered here.

It was a lone Qian army that ventured deep into enemy territory.

However, the relatively weaker side unleashed unimaginable power, with Feng Tianyin leading the charge and sweeping everything in her path. At this moment, she leaped into the air, her sharp blade exploding and piercing through the chest of the Qingzhou general with a crack.

"Damn bastard." He spat out a mouthful of black blood and gritted his teeth.

"Show me what you've got, and let me see the power of the evil god behind you."

"How dare they defile us like this—"

call!

The surging burst of spiritual energy caused Feng Tianyin and Xia He to glance at him slightly. He should now be called the Blesser. A storm raged around him, forming a waterspout.

It represents a new height in psychic energy, forming potential energy externally through a carrier.

Water, as the bestower of blessings from the god of the sea, is the perfect vessel. Accompanied by low-hanging dark clouds and howling winds, the figures beneath the waterspout begin to go berserk, baring their fangs and claws to express hostility towards everyone.

At the same time, a faint force of pollution was connecting from afar.