don't call me singer

Chapter 703
The wind howled, the black clouds covered the top, and the torrential rain poured down, as if a hole had been directly pierced in the sky.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the boat could no longer sail.

More than a dozen soldiers hugged each other, surrounded Gu Xiaobai tightly, and surrounded Gu Xiaobai in the middle.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and they had already been drowned.

Gu Xiaobai tightly covered his ears with his hands, shielding all the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and only let the infrasound waves like the heart of the storm pass through his body, vibrate the cilia in his ear canal, and feel every vibration.

Zheng He and several envoys were at the exit of the ship building, tied themselves to the door frame, turned their bodies sideways, and looked at this side.

In fact, at this very moment, amidst the storm, they could see nothing and hear nothing.

All he could see were the dozen or so vague shadows and Gu Xiaobai who was surrounded in the middle.

On the deck, dozens of boatmen are desperately pulling the ropes of the sail to control the direction of the sail.

Their hands have long been ground to a bloody mess, and even went out to feel, but they still gritted their teeth and persisted.

The wind and waves rolled up the sea, and the rain that fell from the sky seemed to be salty, mixed with blood, and the pain pierced my heart, but I couldn't feel it anymore.

At this moment, just fight for one breath!
Beside Zheng He, the old boatman was almost crying and pleading: "Let's lower the sails! It's time to lower the sails!"

If you don't lower the sails, the boat will capsize!
Really can't go on anymore!

Zheng He turned his head and looked at Gu Xiaobai who was surrounded by more than ten soldiers.

"Wait! Wait for Xiaobai!"

"and many more!"

"hold on!"

Suddenly, Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes and shouted loudly:
"Sail down!"

His voice was so low that no one could hear him in the storm.

"Sail down!"

"Sail down!"

The soldiers shouted together.

The boatman next to him hurriedly went to untie the rope, but it was too late.

Gu Xiaobai backhanded, pulled out a long knife from the waist of the soldier following behind, and cut off the thick cable with a "chuckle".

With a "boom", the heavy hard sail hit the deck heavily.

"Sail down! Sail down!" shouted again and again, and more than a dozen sails, large and small, quickly lowered.

Gu Xiaobai stretched out a hand, and a huge clock appeared in the sky, "duang...", the heavy sound of the bell broke through the storm, the lightning and thunder, and spread far away.

"Wow!" With a sound, another nearby ship also lowered its sails.

But no matter how far away, it can no longer be seen.

The heavy rain, like a curtain hanging from the sky, covered everything.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai can only hope that the other ships can hear the bell and keep up with them.

Faintly, Gu Xiaobai heard the sound of a horn coming from afar.

That was the agreed signal, but he only heard a few, and no matter how many more, he couldn't hear it anymore.

But at this moment, Gu Xiaobai was unable to take care of so much.

"Keep the direction of the ship!" Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand, pointed to the west, and roared: "We must keep the direction of the ship!"

The oarsman and helmsman, with all their strength, turned the heavy axle. Under the storm, the ship turned with difficulty.

Above the sea, amidst the storm, there seemed to be an invisible magnetic pole, causing all the ships to slowly turn in the same direction.

With the firmness and anti-capability of ships in this era, it is absolutely impossible to face the waves sideways, and must follow the direction of the waves.

Then, the real storm came!

The monstrous huge waves came over like a wall.

The waves were even higher than the hull.

With a "wow", it hit the deck, and the ground was covered with broken silver.

And before the waves on the deck receded, the next huge wave had already rushed towards us.

Gu Xiaobai's body is small and thin, he was almost blown away by the big waves!
"Come in!" With a rope tied around his waist, Zheng He grabbed Gu Xiaobai, pulled him into the boat building, and hugged him tightly.

Everything that can be done has been done.

Next, there is only resignation to fate.

The flagship of Zheng He's fleet, this 600-ton wooden giant ship that could scare all maritime powers silly [-] years ago, is like a toy on the sea surface, being thrown up by big waves and dropped again.

Gu Xiaobai could even hear the creaking sound of the hull.

There was a "click", and I don't know where the plank or the mast broke.

There was a crackling sound, and some cargo in the cabin was thrown up.

Beside him, Jiang Hailong tied himself to a wooden stake, lowered his head, and prayed loudly: "Mazu bless the queen, bless the dragon king, bless the Buddha, bless God, bless..."

In the face of this unfathomable Tianwei, the chief engineer of the later generations of high-tech small special shipyards has long since forgotten his identity.

What happened to the other ships?

do not know.

Have they all lowered their sails?

Are they all oriented?

The world's largest [-]-ton sailing ship is already in this situation, what will happen to other ships, Gu Xiaobai can't imagine.

At this moment, he also wanted to bow his head and pray.

Even if he is a scientist, at this moment, he hopes that there is some kind of power in the dark that can help him survive this catastrophe.

But when he heard Jiang Hailong praying to the end, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Xiaobai: "Mr. Zhong bless..."

"Zhong Jun bless..." Someone followed, and then many eyes looked at Gu Xiaobai from the darkness.

Gu Xiaobai saw the faces through the light shining through the cracks of the building boat.

The envoys in charge of the fleet, the busy handymen on the ship, the generals showing off their might, and the submissive soldiers are all gathered in this ship building at this moment, you are next to me, and I am next to you.

In front of the storm, there is no high or low.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent and regard all things as cud dogs.

At this moment, Mazu, Dragon King, Jade Emperor, Sanqing, Buddha, God, and Allah are not as good as this young man in front of him.

He's been carrying them all day.

Perhaps, I can persist, this longest night.

Even Du Ming, the old boatman who always contradicted Gu Xiaobai, was looking at him at this moment.

Perhaps, this is already the only spiritual sustenance they can trust.

"Uncle Du." Gu Xiaobai took a deep breath and asked Du Ming, an old boatman next to him, "Sing us another song."

The old boatman wanted to refuse, but saw that everyone else turned their heads.

He raised his head, and an old and hoarse voice sounded:

"Oh oh oh oh oh~~ oh oh..."

"Ho West Left, West Left, West Left, West Left, West Left!"

In the cabin, countless people closed together.

"Ho West Left, West Left, West Left, West Left, West Left!"

They held hands, shoulder to shoulder, as if fighting some invisible enemy.

"Crossing the waves~Treading on the dangerous beach——"

"Boatmen are full of guts—"

"Walk into the vortex, meet the torrent—"

"Water flies thousands of miles, boats fly like arrows—"

"Ride the wind and waves, go to the sea..."

"Let's work together, turn the boat—"

The loud trumpet sounded in the storm and in the long night.

Like an invisible twilight, it enveloped the entire ship.

(End of this chapter)