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

"Madam, Jiang Zhi's men are already crossing the river."

A sharp-eyed lookout soldier crouched down and ran all the way to the high slope where Song Yanzhi was. Before he even stopped, he knelt on one knee, clasped his hands together, and reported loudly and anxiously.

His forehead was covered with sweat, which slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground beneath his feet. In the light of the torch, it flickered with tiny lights. His rapid breathing revealed the tense atmosphere at the moment.

Immediately afterwards, other soldiers responsible for delivering the message also took over and ran over one after another. The reports one after another echoed in the dark night.

"Ma'am, dozens more have passed by. Now there are probably two or three hundred people on the bridge and on the boats!"

"Ma'am, the number of people is still increasing, almost approaching 400!"

Song Yanzhi stood on a high place, her posture as straight as a pine tree. Even though the night wind blew her cloak and made a rustling sound, it did not affect her focused expression at all.

Her eyes were as bright as the brightest cold star in the night sky, staring intently at the vast river. Her eyes were calm and wise, as if everything was under her control.

Behind her, the soldiers had already been arranged into several neat rows according to the deployment, all of them with serious expressions, ready for battle.

They held the rockets firmly in their hands, and the arrowheads shone with a cold and sharp light under the jumping flames, like cheetahs ready to pounce, waiting for the master's order, and then they would roar towards the prey and show their deadly power.

Not long after, Jiang Zhi's men stepped onto the bridge one after another like ants moving house. The dark crowd filled the bridge to the brim, and the number of people gradually reached five or six hundred.

Some of the soldiers on the boat were still talking in low voices, encouraging each other, thinking that once they crossed the river, they would be able to follow the prince to achieve great things, and by then they would naturally be rich and prosperous.

Some looked at the other side nervously, feeling vaguely uneasy but not daring to show it. After all, military orders were like mountains, and they could only bite the bullet and charge forward.

"Let go!" Song Yanzhi saw the right moment, raised her chin slightly, opened her red lips, and uttered an extremely powerful and resounding word.

The sound was like a thunderclap, instantly breaking the silence of the night, echoing over the vast river and spreading far away, as if to wake up the dark night.

In an instant, countless rockets rained down from Song Yanzhi's camp towards the bridge. The rockets cut through the night sky, flying towards the target with a sharp whistling sound.

The tail of the rocket dragged a long flame, drawing a series of dazzling yet deadly arcs in the dark night. From a distance, it looked like a brilliant yet dangerous meteor shower descending on the earth.

The fire spread rapidly with the help of the wind, and the "crackling" sound of burning seemed as if the flames were roaring excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, the bridge was surrounded by raging flames. The fire burned more and more fiercely, and the flames licked everything around it frantically. The red flames illuminated half of the sky red.

The originally dark night sky was illuminated as bright as day, and even the cold river water was dyed with an orange-red halo.

Jiang Zhi's soldiers were suddenly caught in a sea of ​​fire. The sudden change made them panic. Those who were just talking in a low voice now had horror on their faces, their eyes wide open, their mouths wide open, but they couldn't make a sound for a long time.

Then, there was a continuous interweaving of cries, cries for help, and screams. The sound was extremely miserable. Some soldiers rolled around in the fire in pain, trying to put out the flames on their bodies.

Some ran around in panic, but were forced back by the fire. Others collapsed to the ground, looking at the flames that were getting closer and closer in despair, as if they saw the god of death waving at them.

The sound echoed on the vast river, like a sad song of despair, making people tremble in their hearts.

"Keep shooting, don't give them a chance to breathe!"

Song Yanzhi's face was as gloomy as water, and her eyes were filled with cold murderous intent. Her voice was still steady and powerful as she gave the order again loudly.

She knew very well that she must not be soft-hearted at this moment, and must press on to win, seize this excellent opportunity, and deal the enemy the heaviest blow.

Only by making Jiang Zhi's army completely lose its combat effectiveness can they know that if they dare to invade their territory, they will have to pay a heavy price, so that Jiang Zhi will never dare to invade easily again.

Another round of arrow rain poured down, and the dense arrows were like a swarm of locusts, covering the sky and shooting towards Jiang Zhi's army.

The soldiers were already dizzy and confused by the fire, and faced with this sudden rain of arrows, they were completely unable to fight back.

Some soldiers had just escaped the burning flames, but were hit by sharp arrows and fell down with screams.

Some were shot by several arrows at the same time, and blood gushed out instantly, staining their armor red. The blood then flowed through the cracks in the planks and fell into the river drop by drop, dyeing the entire river surface crimson.

The pungent smell of blood mixed with the smell of burning filled the air. The scene was extremely tragic. Jiang Zhi's army suffered heavy casualties. The whole situation fell into chaos and there was no order at all.

Many people were frightened by the fierce fire and rain of arrows and wanted to retreat.

Only then did they discover to their horror that their bridge had been set on fire by many flaming arrows.

The flames spread rapidly along the boat and wooden boards, forming a blazing wall of fire that was more than one person tall. The scorching flames roared and continuously emitted scorching heat waves.

Just by getting closer, you can feel the high temperature coming towards you, as if it is going to burn your skin, making it impossible to get close.

As for the soldiers on the fire bridge, it was impossible for them to retreat because their way was blocked by other panicked soldiers behind them.

The soldiers pushed and shoved each other, and some even fought each other for a slightly safer position, shouting non-stop.

"Let me through, let me through!"

But at this critical moment, who would be willing to give up their own way of life? Everyone fell into extreme panic, no one cared about anyone else, and only wanted to escape from this dangerous place as quickly as possible. The scene was as chaotic as hell on earth.

In order to avoid being burned, many soldiers chose to jump into the river in despair.

But the river water in spring is still icy cold. The icy temperature is like countless steel needles that instantly pierce into the human body, making people shiver uncontrollably.