Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

Less than two more days later.

The large ship rounded the bend in the river.

As we drew nearer to the docks on the Chengdu Plain, flags filled the shore, with large black flags bearing the Qin character in gold fluttering in the wind.

Lin Daiyu, who had recently been urged by Xiaolongnu to practice martial arts, was inevitably shocked to see this scene at the bow of the ship.

"Sister, how many people are there?"

The little dragon girl's eyes held a hint of confusion and surprise. She had grown up in the ancient tomb since childhood, and the only scene she had ever seen before was a few hundred people from the Quanzhen Sect.

This is the first time we've faced such a situation.

"There must be tens of thousands of people."

Xue Baochai held her mother's arm nervously. The Xue family was just a merchant and had never seen so many soldiers before.

The cavalrymen lined up neatly on the dock, their long spears held at their sides, exuding an aura of iron-bloodedness.

Aunt Xue patted her daughter's hand.

"Baochai, this is the King of Qin..."

Li Mochou, who had seen a lot in the martial arts world, was still taken aback when she saw the soldiers and armor everywhere.

This was not a scene that ordinary vassal kings could have; it was clear that he had already established himself as a regional hegemon.

Shi Qingxuan looked across the river at the military formation on the bank, then turned to look at the man standing at the very front.

"No wonder he dares to flirt with women everywhere..."

The ship docked at the pier.

Immediately, a series of drumbeats resounded from the East Wharf of Chengdu, the tremendous sound echoing across the river and causing the deck beneath one's feet to vibrate.

Marshal Xiao Feng of Shu Prefecture stood at the forefront of the shore, wearing black armor. Qin Qiong stood beside him, with Dong Tianbao, Zhang Junbao, and the Five Elements Flag Master standing behind them. The strategist Xu Xingzhi was also among them.

Thirty thousand cavalrymen were arranged in several square formations at the rear, their black armor complementing their black horses.

Further out were the local residents who were blocked off, and the crowd stretched all the way to the city wall.

Qin Han walked to the front of the bow deck.

I remember when he first came to Shuzhou, there was no port like Chengdu yet. In just two or three years, a lot has changed.

Xiao Feng clasped his hands and bowed.

"Welcome back to Shu, King of Qin!"

Qin Qiong, Dong Tianbao, and Zhang Junbao followed along.

"Welcome back to Shu, King of Qin!"

Thirty thousand cavalrymen dismounted in unison, the sound of clashing armor echoing through the air.

"Welcome back to Shu, King of Qin!"

The surrounding people also knelt on the ground, shouting one after another.

"Long live the King of Qin! Long live the King of Qin! Long live the King of Qin!"

The combined voices of tens of thousands of people created a truly impressive spectacle.

Lin Daiyu was so drunk that she took half a step back.

Little Dragon Girl reached out and supported her back.

"Don't be afraid, little sister."

Lin Daiyu gently shook her head.

"I'm not afraid, I'm just a little unaccustomed to it being my first time seeing it."

Xue Baochai, having overlooked Jia Sidao's previous actions, and looking at the current situation, felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

I knew I hadn't gone down the wrong path; Jia Sidao was nothing to me.

Where did they get the confidence to scheme against the King of Qin?

Qin Han looked at the queue and the ordinary people on the shore and pressed his hands down.

"Get up, everyone."

He speaks using his inner energy, making it clear to everyone.

Xiao Feng was the first to stand up straight, and the people behind him followed suit.

Qin Han walked down the wooden planks that had been laid out on the ship.

The woman on the same boat followed behind him.

Several boats behind them also docked at the pier, and Li Jing and Wei Yixiao got along quite well.

Yang Guo then led Gongsun Lü'e ashore.

During the journey, he couldn't help but sigh at Gongsun Lü'e.

"Brother Qin, this is quite a grand affair. Uncle Guo's troops in Xiangyang are far inferior to this."

Gongsun Lü'e pressed against Yang Guo's arm.

"Of course, you may not know that besides being known as the Amorous Prince, Brother Qin is also known throughout the world for his wealth and power. The armor worn by his soldiers and the warhorses they ride are all of extremely high quality."

Yang Guo really didn't know this.

"Indeed, their overall energy and spirit are completely different."

Wei Yixiao followed behind and walked up.

"Kid, this is just the beginning. What you've seen so far is only the tip of the iceberg. You'll be surprised by what's to come."

Qin Han came up to Xiao Feng and patted him on the shoulder a few times.

"Thank you for your hard work these past few days."

Xiao Feng wore a simple and honest smile.

"What are you saying, Your Highness? These are all duties that we are supposed to perform."

He led the way, calculating various things with his hands.

"Your Highness, the summer grain harvest in Shu is excellent, and the granaries are already full. Fifty Divine Might Cannons and sixty Divine Might Cannons have been made, for a total of one hundred and ten cannons."

The Shin-woo is primarily designed for maritime use, while the Shin-wu is designed for land use. The main difference between the two is their design: the Shin-woo is designed for fixed installation, while the Shin-wu is designed for easy transport by cart.

Their power is significantly greater than before; the Mo Dao soldiers and cavalry are now fully formed.

Qin Han nodded casually in response, "The mighty Second Artillery Corps, is that it?"

I wonder who came up with the name. It's quite interesting. I turned to look at Qin Qiong beside me.

This time, even he has returned to Sichuan. He will definitely recall all the generals from outside, in order to wait for the opportune moment and favorable conditions for the great changes in Lin'an.

Qin Qiong cupped his hands in greeting.

"When the prince sent word for me to return, Tianbao and the others had just arrived in Xiangyang. We have already settled all the troops there, and we have support from both the front and the rear, so we can mobilize troops whenever needed."

Dong Tianbao strode forward.

"Your Highness, rest assured. The soldiers who have come to Sichuan in the past two years have been trained so hard that they've been skinned alive. Once they're on the battlefield, they will definitely not let you down."

Zhang Junbao, unusually, didn't open a book today, and spoke up somewhat helplessly.

"Tianbao, you need to know that there is a limit to training troops. There are people in your barracks complaining of pain every day. This will cause the troops to lose morale."

Dong Tianbao immediately widened his eyes.

"Don't you know that hitting someone is a sign of affection and scolding someone is a sign of love? That's how I show my love for my soldiers."

The soldiers standing around laughed when they heard this.

Qin Han chuckled and playfully punched Dong Tianbao's breastplate.

"Stop talking nonsense. Tianbao has a point. Some soldiers are not necessarily suited for high-intensity training. Don't compare your situation back when you were training at Shaolin."

Shouldn't soldiers be given appropriate leave? There needs to be a balance between work and rest, right?

Dong Tianbao scratched his head awkwardly; that was indeed what he thought.

He endured so much hardship training when he was a child, yet now he commands less than a third of his own troops.

Fortunately, he listens to his older brother even if he doesn't listen to Junbao, so let's give those kids a break later.

Xu Xingzhi slowly walked forward from the back of the group, his hands clasped in front of his chest.

"Your Highness, the atmosphere in Lin'an has become increasingly tense these past few days. Cai Jing and the Yuwen clan have been moving their forces around very frequently, and I'm afraid they'll be making some moves soon."

Qin Han narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Heh, that official isn't blind. Do you think he wouldn't get a whisper of what we all know?"

Xu Xing stroked his beard and smiled.

"Your Highness is quite right. That official probably also intends to make an example of someone. It's just a matter of who will be the ultimate winner."

Qin Han knew perfectly well that Xu Xingzhi had seen through everything long ago and was deliberately cooperating with him.

"You... don't worry about these things. I've returned to prepare for my wedding."

Xu Xingzhi quickly realized that this was the ancestral worship ceremony that the prince was holding two months after he had avoided Lin'an.

As they were talking, someone hurriedly squeezed through the crowd to the front.

It was one of the four sisters whom they hadn't seen for a long time, Zhu Jian.

"Your Highness, the old lady has prepared wine and dishes for you in Zhengyang Palace."

Qin Han's expression softened considerably.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Bamboo Sword chuckled twice.

"The old lady has been thinking of you every day these days, and the ladies have also arranged for servants to wait at the dock every day, hoping that you will show up soon."