It's all abstract destiny, you're one emperor through the ages

Chapter 95
Nearly a thousand ships in Donghu attacked at the same time, with thousands of sails competing, and the scene was magnificent.

Rows of masts, schooners and horizontal sails are gloomy under the night, like an iron wall, and the sense of oppression hits the face, making it difficult to breathe.

"It's not good, let Gan Wenjin continue to meet the enemy."

Liu Ke frowned, he didn't have any good cards in hand, so he could only ban Gan Wen, who had just returned to the water village, and send it out again.

At the same time, [-] small-scale serial ships carrying infantry were separated from the large-scale serial ships, led by Lian Hansheng, to resist the Donghu navy outside the water village.

Facing the Donghu navy with the main force all out, it is a bit unreliable to only count on the Han navy with less than [-].

Before the south wind, the Han army had no chance of victory.

Knowing the urgency of the military situation, Chen Fujia immediately used semaphore to command.

Gan Wenjin, who had just returned to the water village, didn't say anything, and immediately left in a boat with his people.

Praliu Rama was on a four-story building, and he did not easily mobilize the building to fight.

Although the towers and ships are fully equipped with parapets, battle grids, tree banners, etc., they are more inclined to be a kind of fortress during water warfare, which is used as a command of the Chinese army.

To put it bluntly, it is an ancient aircraft carrier.

You may not need it when you are in war, but you cannot live without it.

Building ships are a great strategic deterrent, and the more building ships, the stronger the navy.

This is also the reason why Liu Ke wanted to grab one after hearing that there were two large ships, Feiyun and Gaihai, in Yizhou.

"Pu Liuru's iron staff, obey orders!"

Praliu Rama commanded in an orderly manner. Although the upstairs boat was luxurious, he would not delay the business because of it.

Now the fires and singing that are usually used for pleasure on the fourth floor have all stopped.

Even if it is a battle that must be won, it does not mean that when the two armies are at war, they can still enjoy themselves easily.

As the person closest to Zuo Xianwang's position, he still has some sense of propriety.

"This king ordered you to command the boats, boats, and chariots, set fire to meet the enemy, and burn all the thirty serial boats to pieces!"

"Yes!"

"Pu Liuru Hu'er, you are in charge of commanding and shooting the ships, and driving the boulders to destroy the ships of the Han army!"

"Yes!"

"Shen Guang, you are in charge of commanding the troops, attacking them when they are unprepared, and also serving as emergency aid."

"Yes!"

The Donghu generals of the three Puliuru tribes each started their boats, and the morale of the Donghu soldiers reached the peak.

The number of ships and the size of the navy have an advantage, and they also have the help of Beifeng, and the generals are well-known strong men in the Pu Liuru Department, so they can't think of how to lose!

Especially under the command of Pu Liuru Tieshang, the momentum is the most powerful.

Nearly [-] fast boats, such as 艨艟, Maotu, and chariots, were on fire and headed towards the [-] serial ships of the Han army, which could not be stopped at all.

Once the two meet, the [-] serial ships will be burned down, and the corpses of countless Han soldiers will sink into the sea!

Although the number of ships under the command of Pu Liuru Hu'er is small, their attack power is astonishing.

With whistling, the huge boulder can be driven. Although the accuracy is not very good, the power is really terrifying.

The boulder fell on the ships of the Han army. If it was a smaller ship, it could sink one immediately. It would also pose a great threat to those medium and large ships, smashing through the deck at every turn!

At this time, Gan Wenjin didn't have a good way to deal with it.

He could only command a group of small boats and rushed towards Donghu Navy.

A purely suicide attack is aimed at the most threatening ships or even large ships. As long as a small ship can be exchanged for a large ship, it is a profit.

Of course, there is also a large number of boarding battles.

Although Pu Liuru Tiezhang led the gangsters, maotu, vehicles and boats, full of combustibles, rushed towards the [-] serial boats.

But since Liu Ke asked Lian Hansheng to lead the serial boat to attack, he was naturally well prepared.

Each ship is equipped with fire prevention.

And it is guaranteed that each ship has a few soldiers who were burned out of PTSD by [Fire Company] to increase the fire prevention experience of the soldiers.

In addition, the north wind was not as fierce as before, so even if the two sides met quickly, the fire did not expand rapidly, but a hand-to-hand battle began.

The Pu Liuru Department only fought against the Han army in the first few years of the Han Dynasty's southward migration.

The last time Pu Liuru Iron Staff fought against the Han army was seven or eight years ago.

He originally thought that this time he could still be as devastated as he was when he dealt with the Han army in Jiangdong.

But this is not the case.

The flesh and bones of the soldiers of the Han army seemed to be boiled, and everyone exuded a violent breath.

Their fiery eyes were full of murderous intent, as ferocious as wild beasts.

The muscles on the face were tense like a knot due to fatigue, and every tendon was tense, as if it could burst out with infinite power at any time.

Pu Liuru couldn't help but take a deep breath when he saw the iron stick.

He really didn't want to understand why the Han army, who had been defeated in a row until they retreated to Qiongzhou, showed a completely different spirit from before.

Just because of how many games they won against the Donghu Nanjun?
Bottom out?

That Zuo Xianwang begging for face is really a serious crime, death is not easy for people.

The Han army has become so fierce and unafraid of death, the battle on board will inevitably cause great losses, and it really has to rely on burning a chain of ships to easily win.

At this time, the walking boats led by Shen Guang arrived for support, and the arrows were fired, and one of the walking boats even approached the ship where Lian Hansheng was.

Lian Hansheng threw his bow, held a big knife, and stood upright with a gray beard, standing proudly on the bow of the boat, staring viciously at the captain who was walking on board.

"Quick, let go of the arrows!"

Captain Donghu didn't notice what was going on with the old man, so he directly ordered a volley, relying on his own advantage.

A miserable hum came from behind Lian Hansheng, followed by a soft thump.

Lian Hansheng didn't need to turn his head to know that there must be a soldier who fell into the water with an arrow.

Occasionally, there will be a loud thud of boulders falling into the water, which is the violent attack of the shooting ship.

Lian Hansheng took the lead and charged towards Zuoge, slashing at Captain Donghu with a big knife in his hand.

The captain was also a naive critic, he raised his sword to fight hard, Lian Hansheng took advantage of the situation and changed his move into a horizontal slash, which was chopped into two pieces by him.

"kill!"

The old general slapped one of the soldiers of Donghu into the sea with a slap, and hacked three more people in a row. He hacked the boat into a mess, and took the soldiers behind him to seize the boat.

"Your Majesty's method is easy to use. This boat is fast, much faster than our boat."

Lian Han raised his sword and let out a long whistle.

"call--"

He gasped for breath before he finished pretending.

He is still old, and he can still cut a Hugou, but his physical strength is not enough to keep up.

Liu Ke looked angry from the upstairs boat.

Why do you like melee so much as a shooter?
What is the picture?
Do you just like the thrill of cutting a knife into the flesh?
If you kept sneaking and firing cold arrows, saving energy and being quick, you would have shot the Donghu people on the boat long ago, okay?

"Hurry up and let the old general sit on the boat and shoot cold arrows!"

Chen Fujia struggled to raise the banner. The semaphore is a bit complicated, and I don't know if the old general can understand it.

But what is more complicated is his heart. If this continues, the Han army will be defeated!

In fact, Liu Ke was more aware of the dire situation than Chen Fujia, but the south wind did not come, so he could only pretend to be relaxed.

If he, the coach, panicked, there was no need to expect the people below to calm down.

When observing the sky before, there is a [-]% possibility that the north wind will turn to the south.

But as time goes by, it can only be [-]% now.

A few beads of sweat oozed from Liu Ke's forehead.

Don't panic.

He clenched his teeth tightly, and even made a slight click sound. His whole body was in a state of complete tension, and he almost uttered a few words from between his teeth.

"Okay, then today, I will bet on the fate of the Han Dynasty!"

It was getting darker.

Chen Fujia on the side was disturbed by hearing this, and couldn't help tightening his clothes.

He didn't hear any fear, retreat, or even tension from this sentence.

Only the madness and endless desire of Hong Guoguo.

Taking a sneak peek again, Liu Ke's eyes were piercing and his fighting spirit was raging.

Like a hunting beast, waiting for the opportunity, ready to go.

He couldn't help shivering.

Incomparably bloody scenes are constantly staged on the sea.

The ships of the Dahan and Donghu armies have been entangled with each other.

Thirty serial boats have been completely set on fire, and those who can occupy the boats will occupy the boats and fight bloody battles on the Donghu people's boats, either life or death.

It's just that the decline has shown.

Lian Hansheng has already rushed left and right, and there is no room for the thirty serial boats.

The small boat under Gan Wenjin's hand was also very embarrassed by the shooting of the ship and the stones.

Praliu Rama on the upper boat was even more proud.

Just like this, the Han army was beaten so badly that they couldn't even hold the defense. A fire trick could force the water village to close its doors, and let the limited Han army sailors block the fire with ships and lives, and still fight hard?
Is he really the same thing as Zuo Xianwang Qiyan?

If I had known this before, I didn't need to read the book, and the navy attacked directly, supplemented by the army. Wouldn't it be possible to directly destroy the big man? ! !

Who is the main battle for the emperor's self-confidence?

One after another, corpses with severed limbs fell into the sea. The Han army did not surrender because of this, but cast sharp blades with dark red blood.

Either slash and kill the enemy, or make the sea red.

"There are scholars in the Han family like this, why should they die?!"

Liu Ke growled, his unwilling face flushed.

If this battle is not fought, the country will be destroyed.

This battle, lost, really only Aohan.

Suddenly, traces of liquid dripped, whether it was rain or sweat.

Liu Ke felt a strange wind, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the gloomy sky.

As if he couldn't believe it, he focused slightly and stretched out his hand to feel it carefully.

After waiting for a breath, Liu Ke stretched out his other hand, raised both hands high, looked up at the infinite sky, and fell silent.

At this moment, it seemed that the world had turned into black and white, and there was a pause for a moment.

I saw him laughing like a lunatic.

The eye sockets were a little wet, the clenched teeth loosened, and he took a deep breath, and then burst out a cadenced voice.

"The wind is blowing—"

"Yun Feiyang—"

The world shook with this sound, from a standstill to a dynamic, from black and white to color, and the situation changed in an instant.

A gust of wind blew by.

Liu Ke's hair danced in the wind for an instant, messing up his vision, as if he wanted to fight the wind to the death.

Even the hem of the clothes that was not hidden in the lower corner of the armor dangled.

He was facing the north, if the hair was blown in front of his eyes, it was naturally the south wind.

"Hahahaha!"

Liu Ke laughed a few times, expressing his nervousness and exhaustion from the whole night.

He seemed to be talking to himself, and even gesticulated in the posture of riding a horse in a vain way, and he also raised his whip and swung his sword.

"Yuan Chang, you haven't studied history for a long time, what will be written in today's history books?"

"In the summer of the first year of Zhaowu, the emperor mobilized his troops and smashed Donghu in the sea off Zhibigang!"

Chen Fujia is very straightforward:
"Your Majesty, Master Xiao is not on board."

Of course, his more emotions are somewhat unbelievable, somewhat excited, and somewhat expectant:

"Now the wind direction has changed, and the Donghu ships are close to our ships. There are too many of them, and they are too densely arranged. They cannot be evacuated easily, and they can use fire attack!"

"Disappointing."

Liu Ke restrained his smile and said:
"I'm just telling you, you just happened to send a message to Xiao Yuanchang when you go back."

Chen Fujia rolled his eyes in his heart, he still didn't have much expression on his face, he was just excited by the change of wind direction.

After finishing the sentence, Liu Ke also recovered his normal expression and collected himself.

Before the south wind, the Han army had no chance of victory.

Even if the south wind blows, it can only be said that the Han army has temporarily won the weather, and the Donghu Navy still occupies the geographical advantage and harmony.

It does not mean that the enemy can be underestimated because of the change of wind direction.

The south wind just gave the Han army a chance to win, not that they would win if the south wind blew.

Liu Ke is well aware of this, and to use the south wind to the extreme, first of all, it must be used to boost the morale of the soldiers and enhance their fighting spirit.

In short, in a word, flicker, then flicker.

His face showed determination, his hair was still dancing in the wind, and [Calling the Son of Heaven] opened his voice to the loudest:
"The first emperor threw himself into the sea and turned it into a southerly wind tonight. He is here to help me defeat the barbarians!"

"Generals and soldiers of the Han army, those who are willing to save the sky will follow me to die!"

　I worked on this chapter until four o’clock in the morning, so I’m quite satisfied with the writing. The emotions burst out. I may have a better way to write it after a while, but I haven’t saved the manuscript. I really can’t save the manuscript with [-] a day.
　　
　
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