After the chaos at sea, the government soldiers who'd charged onto the island of the Twelve Linked Rings were left utterly dumbfounded. With their retreat now cut off and the general's fate unknown, what should they do—fight or surrender?
Du Xiaoqing had long since sent the Iron Whistle to recall the brothers who had already begun retreating.
Now, with Qin Yuesheng holding the fort, there was no need to flee in disarray anymore. On the contrary, they needed as many hands as possible to launch a counterattack and clean up the aftermath.
"Kill! Slaughter these damn government dogs!" A number of water bandits burst out from all corners within the Twelve Linked Rings, wielding all sorts of odd weapons, charging in with a ferocity like wolves.
Though their clothing was nothing like the neatly uniformed government troops, and their weapons were nowhere near as shiny and fine,
