Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 640 The King of Qi Returns to Qi ()

No matter how hesitant Zhang Han was at this time, now that the attacker had appeared, the ship guards had found the target to deal with.

Melee combat cannot be fought on the water, it doesn't matter, they have long range, the crossbow hand is holding the deck of the boat, adjusting step by step, raising the crossbow in his hand, accompanied by the continuous sound of breaking wind, one arrow after another is shot at the numerous hundreds of hundreds of people on the water. More wizards.
  And then... little success.

The ship was shaking violently, and they couldn't aim at all. They had no accuracy, and they shot completely based on their feelings. The crossbowmen were better among them. The arrows were not accurate enough, but they still had power, while the archers... could shoot the arrows completely. It'll be good if you ejaculate. Whatever the accuracy and power, just let it go...

It’s not that the Qin army’s military literacy is insufficient, nor that the quality of their armaments is insufficient, it’s just that they are not naval forces, they don’t understand water warfare at all, and their ships are not specially-made warships. In calm weather, they can still have a favorable situation, but once they encounter The waves hit the cliff and the water was turbulent, so there was nothing we could do.

I can’t even stand still, and I’m having a der!
  If they were large enough, with hundreds or thousands of people, they could try covering fire, but the total number of archers and crossbowmen was only about a hundred, and they were divided among several ships, and their arrows were scattered. Formation.

Occasionally, by chance, a few arrows would hit the right place, but they would all be blocked by the rootless water flow, posing no threat.

Zhang Han was lying on the side of the boat, his true energy was circulating, he held on to the side of the boat to steady himself, and looked at the situation above the river with bright eyes. Seeing that the crossbow was ineffective, he was not anxious.

This is a world of martial arts. In theory, these Baiyue wizards are martial arts practitioners. Soldiers cannot deal with them, as well as martial arts warriors.

Although fighting on the water is a bit troublesome, Zhang Han still believes that Luo Wang's elite killers will not be unable to deal with these Baiyue wizards who have been tied up and drained most of their energy in order to perform spells.

Whether they were killed or forced to give up jointly performing water magic to protect themselves, it was enough to solve the current dilemma.

The only thing is... you have to be quick!

If they were dragged any longer, these big ships would not be able to withstand the ever-increasing waves. Driven by water magic, these waves would almost become higher than the ocean waves.

Just as Zhang Han was thinking, the killers who had been hiding in the dark and never appeared took action at the right time.

There was nothing they could do, and they knew it would be too late if they didn't take action.

One after another, black-clad figures with their faces covered jumped from the boats and jumped into the water. It was not known whether they had specially changed into uniforms before taking action.

At this time, the usefulness of those garrison boats that had been shattered by the waves and seemed useless was highlighted. Their "corpse and body parts" just provided a foothold on the water for the trappers.

Without these footholds, the vast majority of this group of killers would have been trapped in a trap.

At the same time, a blindfolded old man wearing simple cloth, with white beard and hair, who looked to be in his fifties or sixties at least, appeared on the deck of the main ship where King Qi Jian was.

As soon as the old man appeared, all the Jixia guards guarding the entrances and exits were on the highest alert.

One is because none of them noticed the old man's approach before he took the initiative to show up, which shows his profound strength.

Secondly, it was because of the long sword he carried on his back, the Eight Swords of the King of Yue - Duan Shui!
  The identity of this person is also clear at a glance, Luo Wang Tianzi is the first-class one - Duan Shui.

In theory, Duanshui belonged to one of his own, but Ji Xiawei still paid a lot of attention to this blind old man who looked harmless, but whose aura made their hair stand on end - what he meant was that he was blindfolded.

Duanshui paid no attention to these people. He was covered by the cloth, and he didn't know whether he was blind or not. His eyes looked around half a circle as if they were equipped with radar sensors, and they happened to scan all the areas where Baiyue wizards were present.

Then he bent his knees and jumped towards these targets. However, unlike ordinary snare killers, Duanshui's light skill level was enough to allow him to directly use the force on the water surface without resorting to the wreckage of the ship. Zhang Han looked at the seemingly good situation, but he still couldn't solve the doubts in his heart, and he couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

Where has this national master gone? Why hasn't he taken action yet... Why can't he be relied upon at the critical moment?

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Gu Xun, who was considered unreliable by Zhang Han, had descended from the sky above Qingming and was hidden quietly in the rough waves without being noticed by anyone.

But...for now, he is still just watching and has not taken action.

It's not that he didn't act, it's that he is hesitating now about how to act.

If this operation was planned by the forces of the Six Nations, he would naturally not have to worry about it. He would catch those who were valuable and kill those who were worthless. But now he was not sure whose instructions this operation was planned and executed...

Ying Zheng, or did Donghuang Taiyi make his own decision?

If it's the latter, it's easy to handle, just destroy it directly, but if it's the former... Qi Wangjian's life is unlikely to be in danger, and it's inconvenient for him to intervene to stop it.

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At this time, the people in the net finally got into hands with the Baiyue wizard.

If we look at the combat power of both sides, there is no doubt that Luo Sheng has the advantage. However, due to the terrain, especially when these Baiyue wizards deliberately use the current to guide the shipwrecks away from their surroundings, it is difficult for Luo Shen's people to form a continuous and thorough killing blow. situation.

One side is limited by its main focus on controlling water and cannot defend freely, and the other side is trapped by terrain restrictions and cannot attack wantonly. After going back and forth, the two sides fell into a mysterious and protracted battle.

The battle is not intense at all. You come and I go, just like a turn-based RPG. You slash me with a sword, and I use water magic to protect myself from water. Then I condense water into a arrow and shoot at you, and you raise your sword to block. …and the cycle begins over and over again.

Fortunately, the interference of the net was not without effect. At least these Baiyue wizards were distracted by part of their minds and could not maintain the water waves with all their strength. As a result, although the water flow did not stop, it did not get worse.

Moreover, the current embarrassing situation is not unsolvable. There is an overwhelming and absolute master on Luo Wang's side - Duan Shui.

His strength is enough to tear a hole in the opponent's body, clearing the way for many killers in the net.

Then, under everyone's expectation, Duanshui, who was only a moment away from reaching his first target, was stopped.

Duanshui's last step was suddenly empty, and a whirlpool of water suddenly appeared where he landed. It caught people off guard. The old man didn't check for a moment and was directly sucked into the water.

Immediately afterwards, the water vortex suddenly shrank, leaving only one person wide, but the flow speed increased instead of decreasing, whistling and turning, and the sound became more intense.

The debris board on the side happened to float over and touched the edge of the whirlpool. It was immediately sucked into it and turned into dust and fell.

Many soldiers around him who didn't understand or didn't know much about martial arts saw this, their hearts sank, and they suddenly felt that the old man was afraid of being cold.

Poor old man, he still has to go out to work for the country even at such an early age!
  (End of this chapter)