Chapter five hundred and sixty seventh final fight
Fu Cong's general took back his bow and arrow angrily and spat.
The warship gently turned behind the half-sunken enemy ship. The remaining enemy warships did not know what was going on and were all shocked, thinking that Cong Fu had cast some kind of witchcraft.
When he realized that it was the tooth fish and tiger lion fish that were causing the trouble, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. He didn't expect that the plan to plot the Fu Cong warship actually plotted against himself.
The enemy leader roared and issued orders, and the remaining warships scattered among the reefs, pressing towards the Fucong warship. Once the Fucong warship entered the range of the slinging crossbow, they would kill them without mercy.
Cong Fu's expression remained unchanged, and he ordered his warships to avoid the sharp edge of the enemy ship, dodge calmly, and use the underwater rocks to maneuver around the enemy warship.
The twilight atmosphere gradually became heavier, and it became increasingly difficult to avoid the underwater rocks. Not only the enemy ships, but also the Fucong warships also hit the rocks several times. Fortunately, the damage was not too serious, but the hull was tilted slightly.
While the enemy warships were distracted, Cong Fu found the opportunity and ordered his soldiers to throw stones, sinking two enemy warships. His bows were exhausted and he had no more energy left to deal with the enemy ships.
Cong Fu took a long breath and laughed: "Brothers, make one last push and charge."
The Fu Cong soldiers roared in unison, and there was a desolate atmosphere as if the heroes had gone and never returned.
Li Luo caressed Dangguan gently, tightened his grip on Minghong Dao slightly, and cast his gaze from afar.
Today's battle may be the last battle in this life, Daganzhuo City, Dizhou Mutianlang, the ancient roads in the Western Regions, the Shiwan Mountains that are covered with snow all year round, and the intrigues in Yangnan City.
Then I went to Lianyun Village hidden deep in the clouds and mist in Yunyin Mountain, Qiming Tower on the bank of Chenxiang River, and finally to the worried Begonia. The past events flashed before my eyes like a fleeting cloud.
For a few moments, it seemed that the shackles in my heart were removed, I felt a lot more relaxed, and I felt relieved. However, the anxious anticipation in the hearts of those relatives and friends who were waiting for me to come back, it was a long time after being free.
The reluctance and unwillingness to let go.
Li Luo suddenly felt a burst of resentment in his chest. There was a swirling fog in front of his eyes. He couldn't hold back his agitated emotions. He looked up to the sky and roared. The roar was continuous, as if it could break through the fog between the sky and the water, and spread out far away, mixed with
The reluctance to let go, the guilt and the pride of looking at the world with a smile echoed in the vast sea.
The soldiers of both armies were startled. The school of toothfish not far away and the tiger lion fish chasing after them also fell silent, and were forced by Li Luo's whistle to sink to the bottom of the water.
Cong Fu looked at Li Luo in surprise and murmured to himself: "So your martial arts are really that good."
After the whistling subsided, Li Luo smiled and said: "If this is the place where I die, I will also let them remember Dagan Li Luo and the Minghong Sword in my palm. Le Jin, I broke the appointment, I'm afraid I can't
I’ll accompany you on your journey through Da Gan’s world.”
Congfu smiled warmly, looked back with a charming smile, and said harmoniously: "The scenery here is not bad either. Prince Dagan and brother Fu Cong, please take care and sail!"
With the enemy officers and men's minds captured by Li Luo's roar, Cong Fu suddenly turned the rudder, and the warship rammed into four enemy ships. He was unable to fight anymore and asked to die together.
The enemy ship's officers and men were startled. Stones, bows and arrows fell over them like raindrops. Officer Fu Cong gritted his teeth. This journey was already the last one.
Cong Fu looked leisurely and proud. With only one warship, he defeated more than half of the enemy's ships, living up to the reputation of the thorn-backed dragon fish.
The warship suddenly lifted up, and sharp arrows pierced into the gaps of the enemy warship. Thousands of sharp arrows fell from the ship at a distance of only tens of feet.
Cong Fu controlled the warship to move around, avoiding stone throws. When the warship reached a few feet away from the enemy ship, more than half of the officers and men on board had been destroyed. This was still under the protection of Li Luoming's Hongdao. Otherwise, there would only be a few left.
Personal.
Cong Fu screamed sharply: "Light the fire, seize the ship, brothers, kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers lit the kerosene, and flames shot up into the sky. In the blink of an eye, the warship turned into a fire ship and slammed into the side of an enemy ship.
The warship suddenly shuddered and made a harsh and unpleasant sound. Before the frightened look in the eyes of the enemy officers and men disappeared, General Fu Cong drew his sword and braved the rain of arrows to grab the enemy ship and fight.
In a hand-to-hand encounter, the most dazzling thing is undoubtedly the Minghong Sword in Li Luo's palm.
The four warships were in front and two behind. Fu Cong's warship was embedded in the middle. Cong Fu took out a long rope and killed it first. The enemy warship was the same warship that was hit and tilted.
Li Luo followed Cong Fu, and the Da Luo sword was unreserved. The shadow of the sword was like a dream, and he brought up the red skylark and jumped beside the enemy soldiers.
Wherever Ming Hong goes, there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority, only life and death. Even soldiers Cong Fu and Fucong who wanted to die were unconsciously attracted by the light of Ming Hong's sword and secretly exhaled a breath of cold air.
Although I have never seen what the evil ghosts of the underworld look like, the appearance of Prince Dagan in front of me is probably not much different.
With Li Luo by his side, Congfu had no worries. Changsuo only attacked but not defended, and wantonly harvested the lives of enemy soldiers.
However, there were also experts among the enemy generals. In addition to Li Luo's Minghong Sword, which was unstoppable, the Fu Cong soldiers who Li Luo couldn't take care of were killed by the vastly superior enemy soldiers in just a few moves.
After a few moments of fighting, there were less than ten soldiers following Li Luo and Cong Fu.
Cong Fu glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that the enemy ship's officers and soldiers were calmly bending their bows and shooting arrows at the officers and men of Fu Cong.
Congfu was so angry that he twisted the long rope, knocked over several lanterns and candles, and shouted: "Set the boat on fire."
After saying that, he looked back at Li Luo. Before he could speak, Li Luo smiled warmly and said, "Le Jin, I'll go first."
After that, Li Luo cut off the sail with a knife, threw it in the fire and ignited it. The sky was dry and the fire started to grow rapidly.
Li Luo grabbed the sail and threw it into the air. Using the strength from his feet, he flew up and followed the ignited sail. Bing Xin Jue used the murderous aura of the Ming Hong Sword to come out of his body. A fire dragon appeared out of thin air between the two ships.
Like a tornado, it swallowed up the warship several feet away.
The minds of the soldiers of both armies were taken away, their hands relaxed, and they looked at the strange sight in front of them in disbelief.
The enemy ship's generals were horrified, roared and sent orders, and fired hundreds of arrows in an attempt to stop Li Luo.
The bow and arrow pierced the fire dragon like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no news.
The enemy soldiers had no time to shoot a second arrow. The fire dragon had already bitten the warship. The dragon's body suddenly split apart after a slight pause. A blade with a coquettish light came from the air. I don't know whether it was the flickering of the fire or the flickering of the fire.
His eyes were confused, and ripples appeared in the night sky on both sides of the blade, as if the force of the blade was about to separate the world.
Fu Cong's soldiers, including the enemy soldiers in front of him, were not good at arranging their formations to respond to the enemy. The infantry had no rules for fighting and fought independently, making it difficult for them to compete with Mu Tianlang soldiers.
Li Luo knew that most of the Fu Cong soldiers behind him would not survive, but killing a few more people might give others a chance to escape. (To be continued.)