That afternoon, Guo Jia openly and righteously began his arrangements under the watchful eyes of Zhou Yu's Navy. One by one, the boats that seemed like flatboats hastily riveted together recently, which actually couldn't participate in the battle, were ordered by Guo Jia to be hooked up with iron chains.
Dozens of them, dozens of them were linked together, densely packed in the northern waters upstream of the Huai River. This led Dong Xi, watching from the opposite side, to frown in confusion, unable to comprehend what Guo Jia was doing. Though his intelligence had decreased, he was still not someone ordinary people could fathom.
Liao Hua, Pei Yuanshao, Jiang Gong, and those landlubbers jumped on the large boats linked together, feeling somewhat grounded.
