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

On the bank of Qing River, the team led by Song Yanzhi was like a group of dormant cheetahs, lurking quietly in their own camp, with sharp eyes and ready for battle, waiting for Jiang Zhi's team to try to cross the river for the second time.

The soldiers held their weapons tightly in their hands; the cold touch seemed to make them more sober, fully aware of the cruelty and importance of this battle.

They suppressed their breathing, as if afraid of disturbing the seemingly calm but secretly turbulent atmosphere, waiting for that critical moment to shoot out like a sharp arrow and deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

On the other side of the river, Jiang Zhi's camp was also a busy and tense scene at the moment.

The last crushing defeat was like a loud slap in the face, which made him feel ashamed and angry, so this time he dared not be careless at all and was determined to avenge his previous defeat.

He personally directed his soldiers to cut wood and build ships again. During the process, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring at every link without stopping, from selecting wood to building ships, no matter how big or small, he would personally take care of it.

"Everyone, be careful! If anything goes wrong again, none of you will have a good life!"

Jiang Zhi's face was gloomy as he shouted loudly at the busy soldiers. His voice was full of warning, which made the soldiers feel nervous and their hands moved more cautiously.

Two days later, Jiang Zhi's boat was finally rebuilt.

This time, he was indeed much smarter. When building the bridge, he sent many soldiers to guard the surrounding area early on.

The soldiers were divided into several groups and fanned out around the bridge. They all had serious expressions and scanned their surroundings vigilantly, not missing any sign of movement.

They held weapons in their hands and stood motionless at their posts like statues, as if they would immediately notice any suspicious person approaching.

After all the ships were built, Jiang Zhi still did not dare to slack off. He directly asked the soldiers to guard the bridge, taking shifts day and night, and did not dare to be careless at all.

He even paced back and forth personally, checking the defense while secretly thinking: "Hmph, Song Yanzhi, I let you win by luck last time, but I won't give you another chance this time.

I will cross the river tonight under cover of darkness and catch you off guard. I will make sure you know how powerful I am and see how arrogant you can become!"

At this time, in Song Yanzhi's camp, Song Yanzhi and Qin Daozi were sitting in a makeshift tent.

The tent was warm, with two exquisite small hot pots for one person placed in the middle. The soup base of the hot pot was bubbling happily under the heating of charcoal fire.

White water vapor continued to rise up, like wisps of smoke, spreading in the tent, adding a different kind of fireworks to the slightly tense atmosphere.

The ingredients in the pot are rich and varied. Tender slices of meat, green vegetables, and round meatballs are rolling in the boiling soup. They are cooked thoroughly. The tempting aroma fills the entire tent, awakening the gluttony in people's stomachs and making them drool.

Song Yanzhi raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes filled with curiosity and inquiry. She looked at Qin Daozi and asked softly, "Military Advisor, I heard that you predicted a strong wind at midnight tonight? Is this accurate?"

After hearing this, Qin Daozi calmly put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then stroked the beard on his chin, which was not a beard, with great pride.

With a confident smile on his face, he looked like an unfathomable master. He spoke in a calm and confident tone.

"Don't worry, Madam. I've been observing the celestial phenomena these past few days. The positions of the stars and the direction of the clouds all have omens. Combined with the weather changes of the past few days, I've made careful calculations and predict that a strong wind will definitely arise at the beginning of the evening.

The changes in the weather between heaven and earth have their own laws. I have studied this for many years and have a good grasp of it."

Song Yanzhi's lips curled up into a faint sneer, but there was a hint of cunning hidden in that smile, as if she was a fox that had already set a trap and was waiting for its prey to take the bait.

She tilted her head slightly, a gleam in her eyes, and whispered, "The spies just reported that Jiang Zhi's bridge has been rebuilt, and he's planning to launch a surprise attack on us tonight."

When Qin Daozi heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes, just like a hunter seeing his prey walk into a trap.

The corners of his mouth turned up, and he said with a smile: "You're just in time, Jiang Zhi really can't wait to have another taste of our power, it's just right, we are waiting for him.

He thought he could catch us off guard, but he didn't know we were already here waiting for him to fall into his trap, haha."

After saying that, the two of them smiled at each other, their smiles full of tacit understanding, as if they had already seen Jiang Zhi's embarrassed look after being defeated again. The air around them seemed to become a little more relaxed because of their confident smiles.

After the two of them had a leisurely meal, Song Yanzhi called the maid and instructed, "Go, set up a small square table outside the tent and put out some tea and snacks. We have a tough battle to fight tonight."

The maids worked swiftly and quickly, and soon the square table was set up, with exquisite tea sets and several plates of delicious snacks neatly placed on it.

Song Yanzhi and Qin Daozi walked out of the tent and sat at the table, drinking tea comfortably and waiting quietly for the night to fall.

The tea was steaming, emitting a faint fragrance in the night breeze. The two of them occasionally chatted in low voices, and the topic of conversation revolved around the upcoming competition.

"Military Advisor, what tactics do you think Jiang Zhi will use this time?"

Song Yanzhi picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked towards the other side, and asked thoughtfully.

Qin Daozi frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "In my opinion, he suffered a great loss last time, so he will definitely be extra cautious this time. He may send an advance team to quietly cross the river under the cover of night to explore the way, and then advance with the main force after confirming that it is safe.

However, no matter what tricks he uses, we have ways to deal with them, so Madam, there is no need to worry."

Song Yanzhi nodded slightly and said with a smile, "With the military advisor here, I feel much more at ease. I just hope everything goes well tonight and I can teach Jiang Zhi a hard lesson."

Soon, the night, like a piece of black silk, slowly and silently enveloped the earth. Everything around gradually became blurred. Only the torch outside the tent was still burning. The jumping flames swayed in the night wind, making a "crackling" sound, as if playing a prelude to the upcoming battle.

The maids hurriedly added a few more torches outside the tent. The bright flames illuminated the surroundings and dispelled some of the darkness.