If they had rushed to the boat in such a mess in the morning, they would have probably not even survived.

"Commander, defeated..." The general who led the charge was bleeding from half of his body and covered his shoulders. He trembled in pain, and staggered in front of Ji Qian, crying, "Hundreds of brothers! He died so miserably...

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Ji Qian's face was reflected on a torch, and half of her face was hidden in the darkness. Her face was gloomy and terrifying, and her triangle eyes were pulled high. Her voice was as cold as ice: "Do you want to take revenge?"

"I want to... the commander, I can't rush anymore..."

"Didn't you let you rush hard - doesn't that ship likes to spit fire? Let's just turn it into a fireboat!"

Ji Qian did find a flaw. The warships are all wooden structures. As long as they are close enough, they will launch rockets... and then, just watch this damn ship turn into a real fire beast!

The Song army immediately took action and gathered up seventy bowmen. In fact, almost everyone in the Song army could draw bows, and the archery skills were acceptable, and there were only three hundred. However, Ji Qian's army only had seventy bows.

, there are more or less.

So, after nearly an hour of adjustment, Ji Qian directly flattened the silver bowl, cut it into small pieces, and distributed it to the soldiers who were about to go into battle. The Song army, who was vigorously mobilized, dispatched seventy archers and nearly a hundred other players to another.

Launch an offensive.

When the first rocket struck through the air, Di Lie looked at his watch and it was already 4:49 in the morning.

The rockets drew half an arc, and the fire bombs were in a straight line, without any intersection with each other, and rushed towards their respective targets.

After all, warships are not chariots, and without iron baffles, the rocket is indeed its nemesis. With a big target like a warship, as long as it can rush to the range of the bow and arrow, and shoot out the rocket wrapped in tung oil and linen in its hand, there is basically no

Possibility of a mistake.

Arrows are flying, the fire is blazing, the wind is strong on the river, and the fire is spreading.

The Song army archers and other players who were clicking the warship, fell to the ground silently in the rain of bullets, like harvested wheat, either crying wicked or falling silently.

Di Lie sighed in his heart, who said that the Song Bing must be afraid of death? At least the courage of these Song Bings in front of him is commendable. Unfortunately, they met the wrong person and did not fall on the battlefield of Song and Jin, but became the sword in the hands of the conspirators. Destroyed under Tokyo City.

The fire broke out on the ship, but there was no chaos in the cabin. Zhang Rui still commanded the first and second rows of shooting, and Fu Xuan led the third row to lift the bucket to extinguish the fire. One row of combos was missing, and the shooting density was slightly weak, and the warship caught fire It seems that the ship may be destroyed at any time. The morale of the Song army has soared. Without the silver bowl to lift up the air, they will be fierce and fierce tigers from the mountain rushing towards the pier without stopping.

Di Lie looked cold and stood up from the chair: "Implement the Third Plan."

The third plan is to row the boat to the south bank (the control area of ​​the Jin army) in the worst case, abandon the boat and land. Then retreat to an ambush point with a complex terrain located in Banqiao, at There to block the Song army. This plan was a last resort. Unexpectedly, it was forced to this point...

Ji Qian was flattering in Wang Tong and others, but she was still calm on the surface, but she was happy in her heart. She pretended to be calm and looked at the sky east with her hands, looking at the faint white light, cutting through the long night sky. It was really hard to deal with The night, however, finally passed, and victory was in sight...

"Commander, look, then... what is that?" A sharp-eyed Song Bing pointed to a large area of ​​things reflected by the white light in the east.

Ji Qian opened her eyes wide and looked dull. Her demeanor as the "general" just now had disappeared without a trace.

"Brave Commander Fu, look, what is that?" A hunter who was on the top of the cabin and following Fuxuan to put out the fire, raised his hand to wipe his sweat, looked up inadvertently, and his eyes were instantly dumbfounded.

Fu Xuan only looked into the distance, then laughed loudly, threw down the bucket in his hand, and poked the big black and red face plate downwards: "Military Master..."
Chapter completed!