The shouts of killing on the entire water surface suddenly became quiet.
Many Cao troops looked at the ship where their leaders were located in horror.
This time, Cao's army moved south, thanks to the outstanding methods of Liu Ye and Pei Qian, two administrative officials, who had reserved sufficient materials in advance and mobilized enough craftsmen, so they could build enough rafts and boats needed by the army in just a few days.
However, after all, everything is urgent. The quality of temporary rafts and boats is very poor. Many rafts will collapse on the water surface, causing all the soldiers on the raft to fall into the water. Some boats are draining water when driving, and need a special person to constantly scoop out water with helmets.
As a backbone, what can be used for more intense water battles is the number of military ships accumulated by the Cao army in the upstream of the Qingshui River in recent years. In the eyes of Cao's soldiers from Hebei, these ships are all giants on the water, like some kind of monster with strange power.
But such a large ship, such a large ship carrying dozens of soldiers, must be carried by officers of Sima or above, has now become a huge torch burning.
If Lei Yuan himself was here, he might be a little disappointed. Because the power of this new weapon is smaller than expected, several of which burn together, and only covers half of the area of ​​a ship.
If an experienced navy soldier is here, he can also use sand and soil, or directly demolish the burning tent. There is always an emergency solution.
But the Cao army soldiers didn't know these methods, and they didn't know!
They could only watch the flames leaping on the wet boards and the masts, and the heat that evaporated made the surrounding fog close to the center. And the cabin in the high temperatures also emitted violent roars from time to time!
Such a terrifying situation is simply because the enemy threw a string of clay pots into it!
"Run! Run! Turn around!" The Cao army soldiers who were closer to the ship shouted loudly. They clumsily rode the oars and rowed the oars, trying to turn around and stay away from the sudden enemy.
It is not difficult to turn around for a single ship. However, dozens of ships gathered together, and it is not easy to change directions. When they were chasing He Song's troops, the fleet was too dense, with only one or two hulls apart from the front and rear, and only a few feet away from the left and right. Once the ships turn around in disorder, many of them will collide.
Suddenly, the dull collision between the ship and the raft, the screams and screams of sailors and soldiers falling into the water were intertwined. Several rafts started to spin, so that soldiers who were ignorant of the water immediately vomited on the deck.
Ding Feng's ship continued to move forward and rushed towards another Cao Jun ship behind.
After witnessing the Jiaozhou army burning the military ship with some kind of throwing weapon, all the Cao soldiers on the military ship fell into chaos. However, it was too late to turn around for a moment, so they could only grit their teeth and face it forward.
A Cao army military academy dressed in black leather shouted repeatedly and ordered the soldiers to shoot arrows.
Ding Feng still leaned over and squatted behind the big shield to avoid the arrows.
Several soldiers each held their shields and looked back at Feng Fei.
Feng Fei waved his hand and said, "It's gone, it's gone."
This pottery jar has a name called "Pili Bullet". According to Xu Jian, the leader of the great craftsman in Jiaozhou, some of the ingredients are produced in Hanzhong, Wudu and even Longdao, and long-distance transportation is inconvenient. In addition, because Jingzhou and Jiaozhou are wet and rainy, this thing must be kept dry, so the output is very small.
At the beginning of this year, Xu Jian's clan brother, Xu said that he would go to Chengdu specifically. He is said to cooperate with Chengdu famous craftsmen to set up a small city outside Chengdu City to produce this product. I don't know when it will be successful.
Feng Fei used Ding Feng's inventory completely. The effect was very good, but unfortunately he only burned one ship. If you want to win the decisive battle, you have to fight with swords.
"The Cao army is quite large, and once we are entangled, we will inevitably lose our manpower. So move quickly. When they are panicked, they will break them apart and fight them back!" Ding Feng said in a deep voice: "Feng Fei, let the ships behind us follow us!"
Feng Feiyi blew a sharp whistle and urged her companions to enter the battle group at full speed.
After blowing twice, the hull was shocked and it turned out that it had already hit Cao Jun's stele.
Taking advantage of the momentum of rushing forward, Ding Feng roared and jumped to the front of the bow of the ship. He swung his big shield, smashed the sword and gun that had been stabbed from the high place, then took a look at the loophole and jumped over.
Although the water swamp formed after the flood did not surge like the regular waterway, the two ships were approaching, and the boards were inevitable. Ding Feng stepped on the boards opposite, and the soles of his feet slipped and he was immediately fucked.
He fell to his head and kept dancing with his big shield and long sword. Even so, he had a slight pain in his shoulders and waist, and he was already injured.
Fortunately, the armor he wore was much better than that of ordinary soldiers, and it was extremely strong. At the critical moment, it was like one more life. The two broken blades were not deep, which only caused skin injuries.
He heard the wind and distinguished the sound, turned sideways one after another, avoiding the piercing of three or four short spears, and blocked the big shield with his left hand, holding up a long knife that was slashed.
The big sword came out fiercely and smashed the iron hoop on the edge of the shield, which made Ding Feng's arm numb. The Cao army warrior, who held the knife, drew the knife hard, but the blade was embedded in the gap between the wooden boards of the shield and was not taken back in one go.
When he pulled out the second time, Ding Feng used the force he retracted to move up, and quickly stretched forward with his right hand, slamming his sword into his lower abdomen.
As the blade stirred up and down inside, the Cao army warriors let out a shocking roar.
Ding Feng threw away his shield, held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and pushed the warrior back. The warrior tried his best to slash Ding Feng's back, but his strength was quickly weakened. The blade and armor collided, making jingling sounds, but they could not kill them.
Instead, his huge body retreated backwards, causing all Cao's army along the edge of the deck to mess up.
As the two of them fought, the warm blood flowed down along Ding Feng's hands, and the wound was quickly torn and widened, with long, pink things falling outside, sticky and slipping down against the blade.
That is the enemy's intestine.
Ding Feng pulled it out with a grim smile, then kicked the Cao army warrior who screamed to the point of losing his voice into the cabin.
At this time, his companions also took out the radial hook, lasso and other objects, climbed onto the boat, and let it go.
Ding Feng bent over and chased into the cabin, killed the cabin through it, and came out of the cabin door behind. The sailors and soldiers in the cabin were forced by his bravery and retreated together, all of whom were shocked.
In terms of personal martial arts, Ding Feng is not a top-notch figure in the world. Lei Yuan himself did not force the martial arts of leading soldiers, but paid more attention to cultivating their ability to lead troops. But some talents are like God's gift. Every time Ding Feng goes into battle, his full courage and indomitable spirit are something that anyone can understand.
Some warriors in the Jiaozhou army can compete with Ding Feng in their daily battles; but when they are really the case, no one can match Ding Feng.
When Ding Feng went further, he didn't know which sailor shouted first, turned over and jumped into the water outside the boat's side.
Ding Feng stood at the stern with his knife and watched from all directions majestic. He saw that the entire ship seemed to have been washed away by blood and completely fell into his own control. The rest of the Cao army's ships were retreating and did not dare to continue fighting.
He laughed with satisfaction.
A sudden thought of something in the laughter, and suddenly another heart-wrenching feeling.
"Feng Fei! Feng Fei!" He shouted loudly: "Bring some people and use this ship! In addition, look at the defeated soldiers we rescued. Who can reply? Just bring them!"
Feng Fei uttered a loud call, and everyone shouted and conveyed it on the water. In the midst of the slogan, the soldiers who fled on the boat were called to the ship. Because many people were seriously injured, only three or five people came.
Ding Feng stepped on the sticky blood on the deck and stared at the person who flipped into the boat.
Seeing this man's bald face and ugly appearance, he turned out to be a Southern barbarian?
"Where is Wang Zuo?" Ding Feng asked in a deep voice: "Aren't you still waving to me just now?"
"Dead." The barbarian sat cross-legged on the board and said tiredly.
"... Then, what's the situation with General He? Do you know?"
Chapter completed!