[Marriage first, love later] She is happy after marrying a widower

Jiang Zhi led the army to the Qingshui River. Looking at the simple bridge built with boats in front of him, he couldn't help feeling proud.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile, and he thought to himself: "Song Yanzhi, Song Yanzhi, you are just a woman, and you actually want to build your own army. It's like an ant trying to shake a tree. You are overestimating your own capabilities.

Humph, as long as my army successfully crosses the river, with our absolute advantage in numbers, we will be able to defeat you without any chance of fighting back, and let you know that this world, from ancient times to the present, has always been dominated by men.

You women should stay by the men's side obediently, do things like taking care of your husband and children, compete for favors and be jealous, and act according to the men's moods every day.

There's no reason for a woman to be seen in public, leading troops into battle. If you do that, you're just courting death."

"set off!"

Jiang Zhi waved his hand and gave an order in a loud voice with full energy. The sound echoed over the river bank, as if it would cause ripples on the calm river surface.

Upon hearing the order, the soldiers behind him immediately boarded the boat in an orderly manner. They all had serious expressions, held weapons in their hands, and lined up in neat rows. A group of people, row after row, slowly sailed towards the other side of the river like ants moving.

The scene was pitch black. From a distance, it really looked like a long black dragon, hovering on the wide river. The powerful momentum seemed to make the river water tremble. It was really frightening to see, and it made people feel a little breathless.

However, after only a few hundred people had passed, suddenly, the boats that had been sailing steadily on the river began to take on large amounts of water from nowhere, as if under a spell. The "gurgling" sound of the incoming water seemed particularly abrupt and harsh on the quiet river surface.

The water rushed into the boat like a broken dam, at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, the boat began to tilt and sink slowly, and finally sank into the bottomless river, splashing huge water splashes. The water splashes formed gorgeous yet somewhat weird rainbows under the refraction of the sunlight.

The soldiers on the boat were caught off guard and immediately panicked, falling into the water one after another. Some struggled desperately in the water, while others shouted for help. For a moment, cries for help and screams echoed across the entire river. The scene was in chaos, like hell on earth.

Jiang Zhi had not boarded the boat yet. He was standing on the shore with his arms folded across his chest, watching the army crossing the river with a smug look on his face. He was thinking about how to deal with Song Yanzhi after they crossed the river.

But when he saw that the team was no longer moving forward, he was full of doubts and frowned, wondering what had happened in front of him, when he saw the soldier in front of him running towards him, wet all over, crawling and rolling, with a look of horror on his face, shouting breathlessly.

"My Lord, this is bad! Our boat is taking on water, and many of our brothers have fallen into the river. This... this might be a scam!"

"really?"

When Jiang Zhi heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and his originally smug expression disappeared without a trace, replaced by a face full of anger.

He immediately realized that Song Yanzhi must have known for a long time that he had sent troops to attack Qinghe County, so she had carefully set up this trap here, waiting for him to foolishly fall into it.

This is bad. I’m afraid I’ve fallen into Song Yanzhi’s trap.

"Retreat quickly, retreat quickly, retreat first!"

Jiang Zhi anxiously shouted orders at the top of his lungs, his voice becoming a little hoarse due to excessive tension and panic.

In his mind, it was a great pity that these ships were damaged.

But compared to his soldiers, that is nothing. After all, these soldiers are very precious.

You know, in order to attack the capital and expand the military force, my father has already spent a lot of effort in Mobei, conscripting able-bodied men everywhere, but even so, he has only managed to expand the army to more than 100,000 people.

Every soldier around them is hard-earned, and they are the foundation for their future achievements. They cannot die easily, and every soldier in their hands must be cherished.

He didn't want his soldiers to be killed here before he even met Song Yanzhi. That would be a huge loss.

However, it was too late to withdraw at this point.

The ships were like dumplings being put into a pot, falling into the river with a "dong dong dong" sound, with no signs of stopping at all.

Many soldiers were unable to react in time and fell into the water.

They struggled desperately in the river. Some were choked by the water and their faces turned red, and they coughed incessantly. Some were pushed underwater by the panicked crowd and became motionless after struggling for a few times. The cries for help and screams intertwined together, sounding even more miserable and making people shudder.

After Jiang Zhi heard the news, he was furious. His eyes were wide open as if they were about to spit fire. His eyes were full of anger and hatred. His face turned red like a cooked shrimp. The veins on his neck bulged and kept jumping, which looked extremely scary.

He gnashed his teeth and cursed, "Song Yanzhi, you vicious woman! How dare you plot against me like this? You're really clever! I'll make you pay a heavy price. I'll tear you into pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

What Jiang didn't know was that the worst off ones at this moment were his soldiers who had already crossed the river.

Song Yanzhi stood on the mountain across the river, looking at the hundreds of soldiers coming from afar, with cold murderous intent in her eyes.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, but there was no warmth in that smile, as if it was the coldest wind in winter, which could blow directly into people's hearts and make people feel cold from the inside out.

Seeing the boats falling on the river, and the soldiers coming over with no way back, she coldly spat out one word: "Kill!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the soldiers who had been lying in ambush suddenly appeared from their hiding places. They were as fierce as wolves and tigers, with excitement and determination in their eyes. Holding bows and crossbows, they moved in unison. First, they half-crouched on the ground, placed the crossbows steadily on their shoulders, and then raised their crossbows in unison, aiming at Jiang Zhi's soldiers who were crossing the river, treating them as living targets.

With the command, arrows suddenly rained down. With a sharp whistling sound, those sharp arrows cut through the air and shot towards the other side. In the reflection of the sunlight, the arrowheads flashed with cold light, as if they were messengers of death, flying towards the target mercilessly.