Yu Jiaxuan, clad in armor, sat atop his restless warhorse, pawing the ground, his mind wrought with worry.
Yet, the allied force he observed seemed utterly unlikely to achieve victory!
But the order he had received was to lead the cavalry of the Flying Tiger Army in pursuit once the Jin soldiers were routed, so, despite his concerns, he could only patiently await further commands.
As for Wen Jun and the other old-party members, they were even more perplexed about the current situation.
They had previously witnessed the terrifying power of the new cannons, able to sink a large Jin ship with just a few shots.
However, they had no concept of the strange new weapon the Flying Tiger Army held aloft, resembling a long spear with spikes at the end but considerably shorter and oddly designed.
It seemed a peculiar hybrid between a musket and a spear.
