Chapter 622 The King of the Sea

The 80 "Ming Zi Fire Rain" are almost covered shooting. Fireballs with a diameter of 20 meters can be easily covered by 80. This may not be anything to the ocean.

But with simple measurement, aiming device, and the excellent wave resistance of the catamaran, the first wave of 80 shells easily ignited the sails of all 10 warships in the opponent's first row.

Abaker, who saw the scene clearly from the telescope, knew that the shock caused by just one wave of attacks was enough to scare the other party, especially his commander, Zhao Fubo, had instructed him to act here and have more kindness in his heart.

Although Abu Bakr did not know if the other party was a Song Dynasty person, or just a man in the skin of a Song Dynasty person, Zhao Fubo's order was an order, and there was no price to talk about in the "Rushan Military Order". He put the telescope and issued the next order to the sound tube.

"Earlier they are approaching and preparing for the next round of shooting. Any boat that is not convinced is sent to the sea to feed the fish first!"

At 150 meters, the Qinhuang-apm-class warships, which had a speed of 28 kilometers per hour, were only a fleeting distance. As they approached, there was no resistance on the 20 Song ships at this time.

On the 10 ships in front, cannons ignited by oil were making the sails "whistle" sounds turn into ashes under the sea breeze. The turbulent oil on the ship, which was originally intended to shoot rockets, was ignited by the great fire of the hero.

The archers were frightened by this flame that could not be extinguished with water. They threw down their weapons and jumped into the sea quickly. Behind the large plate was a small boat, which was a lifeboat. At this moment, it was probably the only choice to survive.

"Help……"

The people who pounced on the water waved their arms desperately and rowed towards the boat. But there were already many people on the boat, knocking their heads with oars to prevent them from boarding the boat. In that case, the boat would capsize due to overload.

In the ocean where life will disappear in an instant, no one cares about any brotherhood. Perhaps those who escape by chance will be condemned for life in their hearts. But at this moment, the oar in their hands is knocked down on the boat at all costs, and it was just a sibling head.

The final cry of blood, brain and life shows that they are still Han people and still speak Chinese. In despair, the people in the water shouted and sweared from the side of the ship of hope. They floated on the sea, or there was a possibility of salvation. Perhaps the Zhang Da Shui Qianhu, who came later, would remember his subordinates, maybe!

However, the reaction of the ten ships behind was quite regretful. They twisted the sails together and transported the rudder. It turned out that the remaining 10 Song ships were turning around and planning to leave. They put down some small boats, probably hoping that these small boats would not attract the attention of the other party's strange ships, so that they could save more people.

"What kind of ship is this, what are these guys' origins, their weapons..."

Zhang Qing is not a coward. He knows very well that his actions may be criticized by many people in the future, and some people will even run to Li Yan to sue him for his escape. But this battle at sea is a cruel thing in itself. Even if everyone wins, they will be happy and get rich, but if they lose, there will be no place to run.

The 10 ships that had a fire ignited in front were obviously no longer helpful at this time. The tragic screams of the sky spread far away from the sea. Zhang Qing even wanted to cover his ears. He didn't understand why all the sails were burned. In this battle, he was defeated without even a single arrow.

I really lost a lot and lost a lot.

"The boat saves people, and the other warships follow me and fight again!"

This will rush up ignorantly, and I am afraid that the warships in front will end up with the battleships in front. Moreover, the warships that went on fire have blocked their way, so retreating and reorganizing is the only correct move at this time.

Zhang Qing gritted his teeth, stood upright in the sea breeze, trying his best to keep himself calm. The crying and screaming stimulated his eardrums, he had already wanted the warship to advance several times to go forward to save people.

Because of the interference of flames and thick smoke on his sight, he knew where the other party's warship was at this time, but he knew that the other party must be approaching him as soon as possible. After all, he had seen the speed of those strange ships, and the distance just now was not enough to avoid their attacks.

But at this time, there was no chance for him to turn in, or to fight again. From both sides of the fired warship, the five warships separated into two teams, one on the left and one on the right. Only when the distance was closer did he see clearly the speed of these ships.

At this moment, Zhang Qing's fleet is about 10 knots, while Abu Bakr's fleet is 14 knots. The speed difference is 8 kilometers per hour. Although it may not be obvious at a longer distance, the speed difference between the two sides is obvious here.

"Submit the sails and surrender, and those who surrender will not kill..."

At this time, facing the enemy ships that appeared on the side, Zhang Qing's men lost interest in those who were still asking for help in the sea. They looked nervously at the warships with open mouths on the tilted boards. Looking at the tall stone throwers on their decks, they all began to worry whether the sails on their ships would be burned.

Faced with the killing caused by new weapons, Zhang Qing's subordinates performed much better than those of the Arabs. Although they couldn't help but recite "Amitabha", they did not have the problem of kneeling there and praying at Allah.

"It must be a firearm. These guys must be using firearms, but their people... this ship is like a ghost ship!"

There were almost no people on the upper deck of Qin Huang-apm. Therefore, the management of sail cables was controlled by "sail machines" in the upper cabin. Abu Bakr did not arrange any archers on the deck. In his opinion, there were only a few more than 20 boats, which was not worth taking as seriously.

Looking at the strange ship, Zhang Qing had already understood in his heart why they were so powerful. Such a flame would certainly not be magic or something. He was well-read on the books of sages and did not believe in any strange powers or chaos. In addition, he heard some noises from the other party's voice that were not like the Central Plains.

"These guys are amazing, but I just don't know what they are from?"

Just then, he glanced at the fire golden dragon flag on the top of the other party's mast. The shocking huge blood mark that flowed from the flagpole to the tail of the flag. It consists of several golden dragons and is written in cursive form.

This made Zhang Qing understand who he met!
Chapter completed!