The strong wind rises

Author: almost fire

The strong wind rises

Nearly a thousand ships from Donghu attacked at the same time, thousands of sails competed, and the scene was endless.

Rows of masts, sails and sails, gloomy under the night, like iron walls, pressing against the face, making it difficult to breathe.

"That's not good. Let Gan Wenjin meet the enemy."

Liu Ke frowned. He didn't have any good cards in his hand, so he could only ban Gan Wen, who had just returned to the water village, and send him out again.

At the same time, thirty small-scale chain ships carrying infantry were separated from the large-scale chain ships, led by Lian Hansheng, to resist the Donghu Navy outside the water stronghold.

Facing the Donghu Navy with all its main forces, it is a bit unreliable to only rely on the Han Navy, which has less than 30,000 soldiers.

Before the south wind, the Han army had no chance of victory.

Chen Fujia knew that the military situation was urgent and immediately used flag language to command.

Gan Wenjin, who had just returned to the water village, immediately left in a boat with his people without saying a word.

Puroku Rama was on a four-story ship and did not easily mobilize the ship to fight.

Although the tower ship is equipped with parapets, battle grids, flags, etc., and is fully equipped, it is more like a fortress during water battles, used for commanding the Chinese army.

To put it more clearly, it is an ancient aircraft carrier.

You may not need it during a war, but you can't live without it.

Tower ships are a great strategic deterrent. The more tower ships there are, the stronger the navy is.

This is why Liu Ke wanted to grab one after hearing that there were two large ships, Feiyun and Gaihai, in Yizhou.

"Pu Liuru Iron Staff, obey the order!"

Puroku Rama commanded in an orderly manner. Although the boat was luxurious, he would not delay his business.

Now the fires and singing on the fourth floor, which were usually used for enjoyment, have all stopped.

Even if the battle is a must-win battle, it does not mean that the two armies can enjoy themselves easily while fighting.

As the person closest to the position of King Zuoxian, he still has this sense of propriety.

"The king orders you to command the ships, boats, and ships, and set fire to meet the enemy, and burn those thirty serial ships to the ground!"

"yes!"

"Pu Liuruhu'er, you are responsible for commanding the ship shooting and driving the boulders to destroy the Han warships!"

"yes!"

"Shen Guang, you are responsible for commanding the troops, attacking them when they are unprepared, and also for emergencies."

"yes!"

The three Donghu warriors from the Pu Liuru tribe set off their ships, and the morale of the Donghu soldiers reached its peak.

The number of ships, the size of the navy, and the North Wind's help were all the advantages, and several of the generals were famous tough men in Pu Liuru's tribe. They couldn't figure out how to lose!

Especially the one with the Pu Liu Ru Iron Staff has the greatest momentum.

Nearly three hundred ships of sterns, sterns, chariots and boats and other fast boats lit fire and rushed to meet the thirty chain boats of the Han army. They could not stop them at all.

Once the two are connected, these thirty serial ships will be burned, and countless Han soldiers will sink into the sea!

Although the number of the warships commanded by Pu Liuruhu'er is not large, their attack power is astonishing.

With a roar, the boulder can be moved. Although the accuracy is not very good, the power is really terrifying.

The huge boulders falling on the Han army's ships would immediately sink one of the smaller ships. Even for those medium-sized and large ships, they would also pose a great threat and would easily break through the deck!

At this time, there was no good way to deal with Gan Wenjin.

He could only command a group of small boats and rushed towards the Donghu Navy.

A purely suicide attack, targeting the biggest threat to the warships or even high-rise ships. As long as you can exchange a small ship for a big ship, you will make a profit.

Of course, there are also a lot of boarding battles.

Although Pu Liuru Tiezhang led the sterns, vehicles, and boats, loaded with combustibles, rushed towards the thirty serial ships.

But since Liu Ke asked Lian Hansheng to lead the serial ship to attack, he was naturally well prepared.

Every ship is equipped with fire protection equipment.

It is also ensured that each ship has several soldiers who were burned out with PTSD by [Fire Company] to increase the soldiers' fire prevention experience.

In addition, the north wind was not as strong as before, so even if the two sides met quickly, the fire did not expand rapidly, but started a hand-to-hand battle.

The Puliuru tribe only fought with the Han army in the first few years when the Han Dynasty moved south.

The last time Pu Liuru Iron Staff fought against the Han army was seven or eight years ago.

He originally thought that this time he could still be as devastating as when he dealt with the Han army in Jiangdong.

But this is not the case.

The blood, flesh, muscles, and bones of the Han soldiers seemed to be boiling, and everyone exuded a violent aura.

They stared with fiery eyes, full of murderous intent, as ferocious as beasts.

The muscles on the face were as tight as knots due to exertion, and every muscle and thread was tense, as if they could burst out with infinite power at any time.

Looking at the Pu Liuru Iron Staff, I couldn't help but take a breath.

He really didn't understand why the Han army, which had been defeated in consecutive battles and retreated to Qiongzhou, showed a completely different spirit from before.

Just because he defeated the Donghu Nanjun in a few games?

Bottoming out?

King Zuo Xian's begging for beauty was really a serious crime, and even if he died, it wouldn't be easy for anyone.

The Han army has become so fearless that death will inevitably lead to huge losses. They really have to rely on burning the chain ships to easily win.

At this time, the walking boats led by Shen Guang arrived for support, and arrows were fired. One of the walking boats even approached Lian Hansheng's ship.

Lian Hansheng threw away his bow and held a broadsword in his hand. He stood upright with a gray beard and stood proudly on the bow of the ship, staring fiercely at the captain on the boat.

"Quick, shoot the arrow!"

Captain Donghu didn't care what happened to the old man. Taking advantage of his own advantage, he directly ordered a volley of fire.

A pitiful groan sounded from behind Lian Hansheng, followed immediately by a soft thud.

Lian Hansheng knew without looking back that a soldier must have been hit by an arrow and fell into the water.

Occasionally, there will be a loud thud of boulders falling into the water, which is the fierce attack of the ship.

Lian Hansheng took the lead and attacked Zouge directly, slashing Captain Donghu directly with the big sword in his hand.

The captain was also a fool and raised his sword to fight hard. Lian Hansheng took advantage of the situation and changed the move into a horizontal slash, cutting him into two pieces with one sword.

"kill!"

The old general slapped a Donghu soldier into the sea, and chopped three more people in a row, leaving a mess on the boat. Then he led the soldiers behind him to seize the boat.

"Your Majesty's method works well. This boat is fast, much faster than our stern."

Lian Hansheng raised his sword and let out a long roar.

"call--"

Before she finished pretending, she was breathing heavily.

He is still older and can still chop down a wild dog, but his physical strength is not up to par.

Liu Ke looked angry on the boat.

Why do you, a shooter, like melee combat so much?

What is the picture?

Do you like the thrill of knife penetration?

If you had been making sneak attacks and firing cold arrows, which saves energy and is quick and easy, you would have shot all the Donghu people walking on the waterfront, right?

"Quickly raise the flag and let the old general sit on the boat and shoot cold arrows!"

Chen Fujia struggled to raise the flag. The flag language was a bit complicated, and he didn't know if the old general could understand it.

But what's more complicated is his heart. If this continues, the Han army will be defeated!

Liu Ke actually knew the dire situation better than Chen Fujia in his heart, but Nanfeng didn't come for a long time, so he could only pretend to be relaxed and at ease.

If he, the coach, panics, there is no need to expect the people below him to calm down.

When observing the sky before, there was a 50% chance that the north wind would turn to the south wind.

But as time goes by, now it can only be two.

There were a few beads of sweat on Liu Ke's forehead.

Don't panic.

He clenched his teeth and even made a slight clicking sound. His whole body was in a state of complete tension, and he almost blurted out a few words from between his teeth.

"Okay, then today I will bet on the fate of the country!"

The sky became darker.

Chen Fujia on the side felt uneasy and couldn't help tightening his clothes.

He didn't hear any fear, flinch, or even nervousness in these words.

There is only the madness and endless desire of Hong Guoguo.

Taking another furtive look, Liu Ke's eyes were bright and full of fighting spirit.

Like a predatory beast, waiting for the opportunity, ready to strike.

He couldn't help but shiver.

Incomparably bloody scenes continued to be staged on the sea.

The ships of the Han and Donghu armies were entangled in each other.

Thirty serial boats have been completely set on fire, and those who can occupy the boats will fight bloody battles on the Donghu people's boats, either for life or death.

But the decline is already evident.

Lian Hansheng has been fighting from left to right, and there is no room for him among the thirty serial ships.

The small boat under Gan Wenjin's hand was also beaten with stones by the shooting ship and was in a very embarrassed state.

Puroku Rama on the boat was even more proud.

Just like this, the Han army was beaten so hard that it couldn't even defend itself. A fire plan could force the water fortress to close its doors, allowing the limited Han navy to use ships and lives to block the fire ships, and still take the lead in the battle?

Do you really think that he and Zuo Xian Wang Qi Yangou are the same thing?

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have had to attack Heshu. I would have directly attacked with the navy and supplemented it with the army. Wouldn’t I have been able to directly destroy the Han Dynasty?!

Who gave the emperor the confidence to lead the battle?

Corpses with severed limbs fell into the sea one after another. The Han army did not surrender because of this, but instead used the red blood to forge sharp blades.

Either kill the enemy or wet the sea.

"If a scholar from the Han family is like this, why should he die?!"

Liu Ke growled, his face flushed with reluctance.

If this battle is not fought, the country will be destroyed.

If we lose this battle, we will really be the only ones left with Australia and Han.

Suddenly, a drop of liquid, whether it was rain or sweat, dripped.

Liu Ke felt a strange breeze and subconsciously looked up at the gloomy sky.

As if he couldn't believe it, he concentrated slightly and stretched out his hand to feel it carefully.

After waiting for a breath, Liu Ke then stretched out his other hand, raised both hands high, looked up at the infinite sky, and his whole body fell silent.

At this moment, it was as if the world had turned into black and white and paused for a breath.

I just saw him smiling like a madman.

His eyes were a little moist, his clenched teeth were loosened, he took a deep breath, and what came out immediately was an ups and downs voice.

"The wind is blowing——"

"Yun Feiyang——"

At this sound, the heaven and earth shook, changing from pause to movement, from black and white to color, and the situation changed in an instant.

A strong wind blew.

Liu Ke's hair was dancing in the wind for an instant, confusing his vision, as if he was fighting to the death with this gust of wind.

Even the hem of his clothes, which was not hidden under the armor, started to dangle.

He was facing the north. If his hair was blown in front of his eyes, it would naturally be the south wind.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Liu Ke laughed a few times, laughing away the tension and fatigue he had felt all night.

He seemed to be talking to himself, even gesticulating in the posture of riding a horse, raising his whip and waving his sword.

"Yuan Chang, you haven't studied history for a long time. What will you write in the history books today?"

"In the summer of the first year of Zhaowu, the emperor mobilized his troops and defeated Donghu in the sea outside Zhibi Port!"

Chen Fujia is quite upright:

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xiao is not on board."

Of course, his more emotions are a bit incredible, a bit excited, and a bit expectant:

"Now the wind direction has changed, and the Donghu ships are approaching our warships. They are too numerous and too densely arranged to evacuate easily. You can use fire attack!"

"Disappointment."

Liu Ke restrained his smile and said:

"I'm just telling you. You can send a message to Xiao Yuanchang when you get back."

Chen Fujia rolled his eyes inwardly, his face still didn't have much expression, he was just excited about the change in the wind direction.

After saying this, Liu Ke also returned to his normal expression and calmed down.

Before the south wind, the Han army had no chance of victory.

Even if the south wind blows, it can only be said that the Han army has temporarily gained the right conditions, and the Donghu Navy still has the advantage of location and people.

It does not mean that you can underestimate the enemy just because the wind direction changes.

The south wind only gave the Han army a chance to win, but it did not guarantee victory if the south wind blew.

Liu Ke knew this very well. To make full use of the south wind, he must first use it to boost the morale of the soldiers and increase their fighting spirit.

In short, in one sentence, you lie, and you lie again and again.

He had a determined look on his face, his hair was still dancing in the wind, and he raised his voice as loud as possible:

"The late emperor threw himself into the sea and turned into the south wind tonight. He came here to help my big man defeat the Hulu!"

"Those generals and soldiers of the Han army who are willing to bring down the sky will follow me to death!"

I worked on this chapter until four o'clock in the morning. I was quite satisfied with it after writing it. My emotions burst out. I may look at it every once in a while and there may be a better way to write it, but I didn't save it. I really can't save ten thousand a day to save it.
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