On the sea south of Shuoyue Island, there are many large and small warships parked outside the edge of the Rock Pillar Forest. Some warships are hung with blue flags and embroidered with wave patterns, which means the sky is flooded with water. Other warships are hung with red flags.
, the center of each flag is embroidered with a black fire dragon spitting fire beads from its mouth, which symbolizes the bright fire.
This is the joint army of Gonggong and Zhurong.
Just when the Xiao family army was fighting bravely to kill the enemy, a human soul was sitting in the flagship cabin of the Zhurong Navy. On his face, which was as complex as a jujube, under a pair of thick and majestic lion eyebrows, there were a pair of copper bells.
big eyes.
This human soul is none other than Wu Hui, the younger brother of Fire King Zhu Rong. He is the commander of Zhu Rong’s army that invaded the Ghost Motherland.
Wu Huiben strongly opposed this war; he knew clearly that the ghost mother, who was once a servant of the gods, was one of the few people with the soul of divine magic and spiritual consciousness, and she was not easy to mess with.
Wu Hui felt that it was very unreliable from the beginning to cooperate with his former world enemy Gonggong to form a joint army. There was no tacit understanding between the two parties at all, not to mention that the post-war stainless steel formula was not given only to Zhu Rong.
country, so he was very resistant to this war.
Despite his seven-foot-five-six body, Wu Hui has solid muscles all over his body. He is an out-and-out strong man. But whether he thinks well or does things, he is both rough and fine. Compared to his impulsive and violent temper, he likes to have a hot head.
My brother Zhu Rong, who does things with brute force, is much smarter.
However, his elder brother is the supreme Fire King of Zhu Rong Kingdom. When his elder brother looked at the gold and silver jewels brought by the Ghost King’s envoy and gave the order to send troops, all the officials in the country had no objection. Although he felt helpless, Wu Hui did not dare not to obey.
, had no choice but to lead the army and set off.
After sailing at sea for five or six days, the mighty fleet finally arrived at the south of the Ghost Motherland and successfully joined forces with the Communist Army. A moment later, they easily defeated the opponent's first line of defense with an overwhelming blow -
—Five border patrol ships.
After seeing that there was no resistance from the Ghost Mother Country, under the persuasion of Fuyou, the overjoyed commander of the Communist Army, Wu Hui had no choice but to send a large army to march towards the Ghost Mother Country together with the Communist Army.
The military port was attacked.
But after a stick of incense, there was no return, and Wu Hui always felt a little uneasy. Logically speaking, the two countries sent a total of more than 100 warships and about 100,000 sergeants. A small military port, early
It should have been taken down. But there is no reward yet, and Wu Hui's heart is always hanging. Although the coalition forces are powerful, from the beginning of the war to now, there has been no sign of resistance from the ghost motherland. Everything has failed.
It was a bit ridiculously smooth, which made him a little restless.
After waiting for a while, there was still no response. Wu Hui finally couldn't control the impatience in his heart, and stood up abruptly, stroking the circlet beard on his cheek, and paced back and forth in the cabin.
Finally, the last trace of patience in his heart was exhausted in the long wait, and there was nothing left. So Wu Hui picked up his weapon, Yanyue Copper, strode out of the cabin, and stood on the deck.
The winter sea breeze is also extremely cool, blowing towards the warship with a hint of chill, blowing Wu Hui's cloak and making a hunting sound. From time to time, there are several calls of seabirds in the air, resounding across the sea and sky.
, bringing about an inexplicable sadness.
On the deck, although the sailors and sergeants performed their duties, everything was going on in an orderly manner. However, their faces did not have the tension of a battle, but instead had a sense of comfort and relaxation; it seemed that they had expected this battle.
Must win.
"General, why are you out?" Wu Hui's lieutenant ran over, stood beside him, and persuaded him: "The sea is windy, please go back to the cabin to rest. We are watching on the deck."
"What's the wind now?" Wu Hui ignored his words, turned to look at the weather vane on the top of the mast behind him, and asked directly.
"South wind." As soon as the deputy general finished speaking, he saw that the weather vane turned and the south wind turned into a north wind. Then with a puzzled look on his face, he stretched out his hand to scratch his head and muttered: "Why did it become a north wind?"
Already?".
Just as he was muttering, the originally quiet deck suddenly became noisy. Many sergeants raised their heads and looked up into the sky to the north, saying in a hurry: "Hey, what is that?
”.
"It's a bird. It seems to be a bird."
Then a few soldiers with good eyesight narrowed their eyes and said, "Why are you still carrying the bamboo tube?"
Then all the sergeants put down their work, looked at the birds curiously, and talked endlessly.
Wu Hui followed their gaze and saw many winged creatures appearing in the sky in the north, flying two or three miles above the sea, coming towards them in groups. Then he narrowed his eyes
If you look carefully, you can see that those creatures really seem to have hands and are holding something like a bamboo tube.
But what they saw was not a bird at all, but the feathered men of the Xiao Family Army. The thing in the hands of the feathered men was naturally not an ordinary bamboo tube, but an amphibious rocket called "Fire Dragon Izuku".
In the human world where all kinds of missiles fly, this thing is an obsolete weapon; but in the backward underworld, it is an advanced product. Who would have expected that there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the small ghost motherland; in the huge underworld,
Only one human soul can create this thing, and it happens to be Lai Yueqi, a black market businessman recommended by Xiao Shizhu to the ghost mother.
She was good at ingenious and obscene skills. After removing the sections from the five-foot-long bamboo and scraping it thin with an iron knife, she installed a wooden dragon head and dragon tail on the front and back of the bamboo tube.
In addition, several magical rockets were installed in the bamboo tube as the dragon's belly. The rocket's medicine wires were always connected together and led out from a hole in the lower part of the slightly raised dragon head from the mouth upward. A total of four were installed under the dragon's body, front and back.
For the rocket launcher, the two sets of rocket leads at the front and rear are twisted together, and the knotted wires from the bottom of the front rocket cartridge and the faucet are connected.
When Xiao Shizhu received Lin Cong's letter, considering the strength of Gonggong's ships, he ordered a lot of these weapons from the weapons inspector. This ancestor-level two-stage rocket has since become the trump card weapon of the Xiao family army.
I saw the Yumen flying above the Gonggong fleet, one after another, pointing the fire dragons in their hands at their deck, igniting the four gunpowder barrels at the bottom of the fire dragon's body, and at the same time loosening the fingers of both hands holding the weapons.
Before the stunned Gonggongjun and Zhu Rongjun had time to open their mouths, the fire dragon pushed by four gunpowder barrels ejected from Yumin's hands and shot towards the top of the Gonggongjun's head, leaving streaks of flashes in the air.
As the afterimage passed away, a series of "swish, swish, swish" sounds broke through the air.
When fire dragons filled the sky and flew fiercely to two or three feet above the heads of the communist army, the gunpowder line of the take-off rocket also burned out at this moment.
The Communist Army, who didn't know much about firearms, were all stunned for a moment. They all foolishly thought that it could be a squib? But before they could raise their hands to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads, the magical rocket in the bamboo tube was revealed.
It was immediately ignited and shot out from the dragon's mouth, heading towards them.
For a moment, the rockets were like a raging storm of fire, hitting Gonggong's warship intensively, as if a heavy rain of flames was falling from the sky.
When the rocket landed on the deck, the flames spread in all directions with the wind, devouring everything on the deck unbridled. Many soldiers who were stunned and did not recover were shot to death by the rocket on the spot.
In just the blink of an eye, many warships were on fire.
The Communist Army was in a panic and wanted to get water from the sea to put out the fire on the ship; but they never thought that the Yumen would not give them this chance.
While the enemy's attention was focused on the falling rockets and the blazing fires that were constantly running on the deck, the feathermen walked together in groups, dived for a while, and threw the thunderbolts lit in their hands.
When they got to the deck, they might throw the Molotov cocktail directly at the panicked enemy soldiers, then cheer happily, hold their heads high and spread their wings, soaring into the sky.
Immediately afterwards, there were endless explosions in Gonggong's fleet. The fire was burning mercilessly with the wind, and in the heat waves and billowing smoke, sawdust continued to fly, and screams were continuous. Firearms were never equipped.
At this moment, the Communist Party Army also understood what it meant to complain and at the same time experienced true despair.
The shattered decks, broken masts, flaming sails, explosions, flames and flying wood chips, combined with the heart-rending screams of the enemy, were all revealed by the dark figure who had just poked his head out of the clouds.
On the day, the red light shining down towards the sea formed a scene of Shura field.
The feathered people went back and forth between the fleet and the rock pillar forest in an orderly manner, constantly bringing thunder from the weapons cache hidden in the cave on the rock pillar, and swarms of bees and fire dragons went out to sea to greet Gong Gong without mercy.
The invasion by the Communist Army gradually came to an end full of death.
However, those powerful ships of the Communist Army, covered by explosions and flames, completely lost the advantages they were proud of in the past. The fire was fierce and the wind was fierce. After a cup of tea, half of the warships in the fleet were already on fire.
Among them were more than ten blessing boats, which were also wrapped in flames; countless Gonggong soldiers were burned to death.
Thick smoke and fierce fire covered the sky and blocked the sun.
Wu Hui in the distance was also startled by this strange tactic that he had never seen or heard of before. Fortunately, he was also a battle-experienced human soul, and he recovered from his shock after a while.
Anyone who has been in the underworld for a long time knows that the feathered people who immigrated to the ghost motherland are gentle in nature, never martial, and don't like fighting. They have no other strengths except growing good tea.
But I don’t know what method the Ghost Mother used to train the feathered people, who had been docile like sheep for generations, into grinning evil wolves?
Wu returned after calming down, and soon discovered that the feathermen were only attacking Gonggong's warship, and he was safe for the time being.
But after thinking carefully for a moment, he thought that since it was a joint attack, there was a quarrel between him and the Communist Workers' Army. If the Communist Workers' Army lost, he might not be able to take advantage, so he gritted his teeth and put away his selfishness and shouted to his subordinates.
The order was given: "Get closer to Gonggong's fleet, support them with muskets, and shoot down those damn feather people."
As soon as he finished speaking, his flagship trembled suddenly and swayed greatly from side to side. Wu Hui, who was a little unsteady on his feet, saw many small warships in his fleet before he could ask his men what was wrong.
In the middle of the hull, many cracks of different depths and lengths appeared inexplicably, like spider webs, spreading in all directions.
Then Wu Hui saw an astonishing scene again. The water around his fleet suddenly started churning. Countless dragons appeared from nowhere and were swarming towards their warships in the wind and waves, using their strong bodies to attack them.
The rock-like head violently hit the side of the warship.
For a time, Zhu Rongjun could no longer move closer to the Gonggong fleet; they were busy protecting themselves, raising their fire cannons and aiming them at the dragon in the sea, shooting randomly.
Wu Hui, who was anxious and angry, ignored the fact that the hull of the boat was still swaying violently under his feet. He snatched the firecracker from the guard beside him, walked quickly to the side of the boat and stood still, and without hesitation raised the firecracker and aimed it at the distance from him.
The nearest dragon.
Following the tongue of fire puffed out from the gun's mouth, the projectiles shot out quickly and accurately hit the dragon. But the dragon was unscathed thanks to the thick scales on its body.
The dragon suddenly turned its head, its head stood up and poked out of the water. It glared at Wu Hui with wide eyes. Without hesitation, it opened its mouth and let out a roar that shook the heaven and the earth!
Along with its roar, there were also waves of foul-smelling wind spitting out from its mouth.
Just as Wu Hui was about to reload and give the beast another shot, he saw the dragon swimming towards his flagship quickly. As he approached the warship, the dragon leaped out of the sea like an arrow from a string, and flew up in the air.
Zhongshi suddenly paused, then dived, baring his teeth and swooping towards the deck of Wu Hui's flagship.