Start: Datang Wanli a lonely city

Chapter 881 Flying Daggers ([-])

“Concubine, AT, you two did a great job.

After this trip back, I will just sell my blood to the system and give you some good rewards. Concubine, I will give you some cosmetics that will make you age better, AT, I will also get you some anti-hair loss ointment. "

At the top of his lungs, Hu Biao shouted with excitement.

You must know that before the imperial concubine and AT took action, the situation of the people on the dragon boat was already extremely bad.

Because since the dragon boat they were riding in entered within 200 meters of the Yin Army fleet; not only because they got closer, the shotgun shells sprayed from the muzzle became denser and more lethal.

While dealing with the above, these are very deadly things.

They also had to face the firepower of the ship's guns, and the casualties suddenly soared.

Often after the sound of a cannon, more than [-]% to [-]% of the people on a dragon boat would be killed or injured. After adding a round of muskets, there would be dozens of men in the entire dragon boat, and only a few could move.

Especially in this direction, because the target is two Great Yin Empire third-level battleships, which are only three in the entire Yin Army fleet and have a larger displacement.

So at the same time, a total of fifteen dragon boats and six to seven hundred men came to kill from such a direction.

Under the gunfire that came all the way, unfortunately three dragon boats were knocked out, and more than half of the people on the other three boats were killed or injured.

But before rushing into the distance of 200 meters, there were still twelve dragon boats.

But when they rushed to the 200-meter position, the astonishing speed of attrition made Hu Biao, who was used to brutal battles, feel a little numb.

Now, not far behind him, four dragon boats had completely stopped moving forward.

Because almost all the people above were killed in the crazy firepower in a very short period of time; and at this speed, even if they could successfully rush over, there would only be a few dragon boats and people left.

How can such a small number of people defeat a third-level battleship with a staff of more than 600 people?

But in the face of such a crisis, Hu Biao gave up beating the drum and chose to stand on the bow of the rugged ship.

Holding a strong bow with one stone and five bow power in his hand, he shot out a volley of sharp arrows, killing as many as five or six people in the blink of an eye.

Such a strong performance still had no effect.

Fortunately, at this time, the imperial concubine and AT came out separately.

Unprepared to attack him, the two men rushed into the Yin Army sailors on the deck, brandished the system weapons in their hands, and started slashing wildly. They succeeded in restraining the sailors on the deck who were preparing to take turns to fire.

The firepower that Hu Biao and the others needed to face was suddenly reduced by several hundred percent.

This proves that their martial arts skills are quite effective as long as they can get close to their opponents and enter close combat, preferably in a dense crowd.

What's more important is that when the two of them cleared away the massacred musketeers, they would kill the artillerymen from time to time with their own blood or the blood of their opponents.

As a result, the artillery firepower of these two third-level battleships will immediately be reduced a lot.

The result of such one plus one is definitely greater than two, or even more.

When Hu Biao saw this, he naturally became ecstatic, and immediately shouted the first sentence in his mouth, and he was very sincere.

Although the other men who were paddling the dragon boat couldn't understand what those 'cosmetics' and 'hair loss ointments' in Hu Biao's words were.

But everyone knows that now is their best chance to rush forward.

Immediately, ignoring the sore muscles in his arms, he rowed the paddle faster, making the already extremely fast dragon boat even faster.

It's just that the dragon boat he is in is now only 30 meters away from the third-level battleship where the imperial concubine is.

When Hu Biao saw that he could rush into position in only five or six seconds at most, what Hu Biao saw inadvertently made him almost pee in fear.

Specifically, right on the deck.

An 18-pounder gun, behind the side of the ship, didn't even wait to push the thick muzzle out of the gun window. It was already pointed in its own direction with the adjustment of several people.

A lieutenant commander from the Yin Army was already looking at Hu Biao with a ferocious smile on his face, and held a rope in his hand.

This rope is the gun rope used by the Yin army's cannon to fire the fire tube. The simple point is that this thing does not need to be ignited. Just pull it with the rope to fire.

Because the ammunition loaded in this thing is a shotgun with a lot of small cannons, and the spread range is amazing.

At such a close distance, no matter how fast Hu Biao was, he could not avoid the terrifying killing range of this thing.

For a moment, the Yin Army Major and Hu Biao both knew one thing in their hearts: Hu Biao and the people on this dragon boat were all dead.

In such a realization, the Yin Army major pulled the gun rope.

But in the flash of lightning, a figure appeared between Hu Biao and the naval lieutenant commander, pressing his lower abdomen firmly against the muzzle of the gun.

The person who made such an action was naturally the concubine.

As for the 18-pound gun, during the adjustments of the major and several sailors, the muzzle of the gun was gradually aimed at Hu Biao. She had actually seen it a few seconds ago.

But seeing is one thing, stopping is another.

At that time, she was about ten meters away, and there were five or six Yin Army sailors in front of her, standing in front of her with bayonets, one-handed axes, sailor knives, short muskets and other weapons.

After fighting off injuries and killing these sailors, the naval lieutenant commander was already grabbing the gun rope and preparing to fire off the gun.

As she rushed over quickly, the concubine had already thrown out the 'Chrysanthemum One Monogram' in her hand.

However, a sailor from the Yin Army stumbled in panic and stood in front of the Marine Lieutenant Commander, blocking this extremely critical blow.

Seeing that the cannon was about to fire, Hu Biao, that bitch, was about to be beaten into a ball of meat.

Unconsciously, she remembered that during the more than ten days of fighting, this bitch helped her block a shot, and then in the following ten days, everyone called him "dead cripple".

Instinctively, he pressed his body against the muzzle of the cannon.

The moment she attached it, the hot muzzle made the imperial concubine smell the stench of burnt meat, and a sharp pain that shot straight to the sky.

At this moment, she didn't know how many cordial greetings she sent to Hu Biao.

But even so, this girl still didn't retreat even a little bit.

I don't know whether I should be happy or sad; at most half a second later, the 18-pound cannon was successfully fired, and the imperial concubine no longer had to endure that kind of severe pain.

It's just that the legendary gunshot-like result was a bit too cruel for the imperial concubine.

Under the terrifying kinetic energy of the shotgun, her slender waist, rich chest, and things that were often twisted and flew into the air were all instantly reduced to a ball of blood mist.

Even the flying bones and stubble knocked down the surrounding Yin soldiers.

That is to say, only one head is left, and the legs and hands, which were not forgotten to put on black socks when diving due to the need to increase their strength, still survived completely.

The former, that is, the head with the pretty face, flew high and hung on a mast that had been blackened and carbonized after experiencing the fire.

The latter's straight legs, which were said to be longer than Hu Biao's life, and his arms with delicate manicures, hit the side of the ship and stopped...

In a very short period of time, Hu Biao's eyes turned red after seeing the above scene.

He let out a scream that sounded like he was injured and fell into a scream like a strange beast. He grabbed the big drum beside him and kicked it out hard towards the water in front of him.

Then, he took a deep breath and jumped out of the dragon boat like lightning.

In the process, he just used his toes on the big drum that had just landed on the water, lifted his body up again, and finally jumped onto this damn battleship.

At the same time, all the men on the dragon boat he was on also stopped paddling.

He pulled out a long, bright knife from under his buttocks and bit the back of the knife into his mouth; several people even carried ropes with hooks on their backs.Both hands also firmly grasped the side of the boat. Even if they stopped paddling, the dragon boat would still continue to move forward quickly due to inertia, and was about to hit the Yin Army warship.

Such an action is absolutely necessary.

With a "click~" sound, the dragon's head on the bow of the dragon boat was smashed; the dragon boat, which had a long and narrow hull that was more conducive to increasing speed but inconvenient to maintain balance, also capsized on the spot.

Fortunately, everyone who had been prepared long ago came out of the water quickly one by one even after falling into the water.

After a few of them threw up the rope with the grappling hook, it hooked onto the edge of the battleship.

With their bare feet, they immediately grabbed the rope and climbed up towards the deck or some large gun windows with extraordinary agility.

After seeing this, Henry Cavendish, who was somewhere on the shore, let out a long sigh and put down the telescope in his hand.

With a look of loneliness on his face, he walked towards the temporary camp, with no intention of continuing to watch the battle.

What made him look like this was partly because after seeing such a scene, he knew that the Xuan Ge camp and their resistance forces might pay a heavy price in the next battle.

But there is no longer any suspense about the destruction of Dayin's expedition fleet.

As a citizen of the Great Yin Empire, he did not want to see such a scene no matter what.

On the other hand, in his eyes, Ms. Guifei has many beautiful labels such as beauty, elegance, erudition, and sense of character.

In order to save his lover, he died in such a miserable way, which completely broke his defense...

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Regarding the point about 'the next battle, there is no suspense'; don't mention it yet!Henry Cavendish, a foreign devil, saw things quite accurately.

Of course, the point that 'Xuange Camp and their resistance forces will pay a considerable price' is also quite accurate.

After all, in the process of driving the dragon boat and rushing past, the netizens who had not recovered from their injuries suffered from injuries.

Although the common people who hold steel knives or just hatchets have enough fighting courage, they really have little experience in fighting skills and mutual cooperation.

On a third-class battleship of the Yin Army, there are more than 600 personnel in total.

The worst kind of sixth-class warship has a total of 60 people on all kinds of personnel; in the Yin Army fleet that is still surviving, the total number of combatants is quite a lot.

Therefore, in the following time, one Yin Army warship was completely destroyed one after another.

A group of netizens, as well as ordinary people who participated in the battle, also paid a considerable price and suffered casualties.

Just a second before the dragon boat he was in was about to hit a fifth-class battleship, Yu Hanfeng pressed his legs hard on the bow of the ship.

With the power of the water bouncing back, his legs were like springs and he jumped high.

However, he did not jump directly onto the deck, but got directly into a door because shortly after the cannon fired, the gun carriage retreated a bit, and there was no time to push it back.

Therefore, the position of the gun window is already in the middle cabin with no obstruction at all.

The moment he got in, Yu Hanfeng took advantage of the situation and rolled on the spot. He dodged a spinning one-handed ax thrown at him and a fire blunderbuss bullet.

At the same time, with a thought, the Eight-sided Han Sword hidden in the baggage of space was already in hand.

The moment he exerted force on his waist and stood up, he charged towards a Yin army artillery group on the left. The long sword in his hand brought up sword shadows all over the sky, and in a very short period of time, four or five more swords were thrust out. So many.

But after a second or two, these targets were easily solved.

Then he struck while the iron was hot and killed the next Yin Army artillery group next to him. The four Yin Army sailors around him were clutching their throats and the wounds in the vital parts of their hearts, and collapsed to the ground like mud.

It can be said that now, after finally being able to let go.

Yu Hanfeng and others finally unleashed the terrifying lethality of their powerful martial arts.

At the same time, at this time, many people also grabbed the hook rope, trying to imitate Yu Hanfeng's appearance, and climbed in through the many large gun windows.

But the process of climbing in was far less smooth than that of Yu Hanfeng.

Because these sailors who operated the cannons did not carry long, obstructive long guns on their backs.

But in addition to self-defense weapons such as sailor machetes and one-handed axes, he also had a considerable number of short muskets, the kind that were loaded and ready to fire at any time.

In the middle of a fight, this thing was pulled out to cool down and fired, and the huge lethality was truly powerful.

So facing the people trying to rush in, they blocked the gun window.

While swinging the machete and one-handed ax in his hand, he cut off the fingers and palms hanging on the window edge one by one, causing their owners to scream and fall into the river.

Or maybe he was knocked down amidst the sound of gunfire and rising white smoke.

In a short period of time, more than a dozen men were knocked into the water. They either became cripples with broken fingers and hands, or simply lost their lives.

After paying such a heavy price, no one could successfully rush into the cabin.

Upon seeing this, Yu Hanfeng, who had run out of air in his chest, briefly stopped his flexible movement, preparing to change his tactics after taking another breath.

Specifically, they did not continue to deal with the Yin troops who were preparing to fire, but killed them to support the common people.

When he thought about it, as long as he killed two or three Yin army sailors at the gun windows so that the people outside could get in continuously, this fifth-class battleship would be finished.

The majestic commander of the Jinyi Guards of the Song Dynasty has fought countless vicious battles, so the above analysis is certainly correct.

However, his own body was a bit unsatisfactory.

At the moment when he was ventilating, his old lung injury, which was an old problem, broke out again; at the critical moment when he rushed out, he coughed violently like an old tractor.

As a result, the originally flexible and coquettish movement suddenly became much slower.

He clearly saw two short muskets being lifted up by the Yin Army sailors, about to fire them at him; the only thing he could do at that time was to tilt his head slightly.

Let a lead bullet fly past the left side of his face, causing some of the hair on the left side to be scorched.

Another round of lead bullets flew towards the chest and abdomen, and there was no way to dodge it; the left lung, which was so desperate, was hit by another round of lead bullets, causing horrific injuries. Injury.

"Damn it! I knew that at some point I would be dragged down by this tuberculosis to death~"

After being shot in the left lung, Yu Hanfeng silently cursed in his heart with the miraculous result that despite the severe pain of a paralysis, he actually stopped coughing in a short time.

But he still didn't forget to wield the long sword. In a blink of an eye, he chopped down and stabbed several people to death, and opened the passage of two gun windows.

This allowed many men to finally crawl in and fight with other Yin Army sailors who rushed over.

Yu Hanfeng himself did not continue to fight on this battlefield too much.

Because he knew the extent of his injuries and knew that he could not hold on for long, he had already cut a bloody path and went straight into the bottom cabin of the battleship.

In the eyes of all the Yin Army sailors, who were frightened, puzzled, bewildered, etc., a thirty-kilogram explosive package was released from the space baggage, and the fuse was pulled without hesitation.

A few seconds later, thirty kilograms of black powder exploded in the cabin, a relatively closed space, with a more terrifying power than in other areas.

Not only were the dozen or so surviving Yin Army sailors among them, they were all shocked to death in an instant.

A terrifyingly large hole also appeared at the bottom of the battleship, allowing an astonishing amount of river water to pour in. Soon it filled the bottom cabin, causing the entire ship to begin to sink.

Suddenly, the Yin army and sailors who were fighting suddenly felt this situation.

They all gave up on their opponents and jumped off the ship to escape...

(End of this chapter)