The Murong Clan's fleet continued to travel slowly through the river.
The players at Common Reed Bank's banks—numbering more than ten thousand—still did not give up. They chased after the fleet on the sides, and their numbers just continued increasing. However, the increase had become marginal by then.
During that period of time, someone incited the crowd to attack the fleet again, but soon, they were all forced back by another round of flying needles. Their attacks came to a pause, and because they were wary, they did not dare to move forward again.
Once they entered an area that seemed like a small lake, they looked ahead and saw that the breadth of the river swiftly narrowed there.
"Haha!"
