At this moment, on both sides of the Han River, the majestic singing of Tongzhou soldiers was still echoing.

The sound echoed under the bloody sunset and circled on the surging Han River.

In the ears of the generals and soldiers on both sides of the enemy, the morning bells and evening drums echoed constantly.

That is the unyielding soul of the Chinese nation, a group of people who do not want to become slaves who die and are shouting loudly to fate! Today, China has been awakened, and no one can stop his rise again!... At this moment, Guo Baoyu looked at the Tongzhou army in both north and south directions, and at the same time launched an attack on him.

While ordering his subordinates to fight to the death, he asked the troops to cross the river at all costs! However, on the Han River, those small boats like ghost ships beat their bodies to the river, and their speed of progress was still very slow.

At this moment, in Jiangdong opposite Guo Baoyu, Marshal Tolei was furious and ordered the archers in the army to shoot arrows at the boat in the river.

Only thirty or forty meters apart, countless arrows rushed towards the small boat on the middle of the river like eyes.

The door panels that stood up on the boat were shot full of feather arrows in a quarter of an hour, but the soldiers on the boat still shot at the west bank of the Han River in an orderly manner.

Now in the small boat where Commander Song Jie was located, the soldiers were flickering gunfire and couldn't help but turn their eyes to the acting commander of the Marine Corps.

Song Jie was holding a rifle in his hand and was shooting at the other side with all his energy.

The shiny brass shell jumped out rhythmically along the casting window, and then fell on the cabin with a jingle.

It sounds like every gunshot, just in time to close the beat of the soldiers' hearts.

He is worthy of being a naval battle! This acting leader is a dragon on the water, which is really admirable! At this time, the Khitan soldiers of the Hurricane Camp exchanged admirable eyes, and then continued to kill ducks, shooting the Mongolian cavalry in the river.

But at this moment, looking at the sky that was about to dim, it was suddenly illuminated by a dazzling fire! In the Tolei Army on the east coast, thousands of rockets wrapped in oilcloths and lit up, shot towards the fleet in the middle of the river.

Then the soldiers on the ship heard a series of "tuk-tuk" knocks on the door panel behind them, and countless rockets shot accurately on their ship.

The arrow shafts wrapped in oil cloth burned like this until their flames became dimmer and the fire did not burn.

The wet quilt on the door panel completely isolated the danger of the entire ship being ignited by rockets.

No matter how many rockets shot behind, they were helpless to these small boats.

The air was filled with the smell of beef and sheep fat soaked in rocket cloth strips, and wisps of burning dust flew into the cabin lightly.

The soldiers on the boat ignored these things and only focused on pouring bullets into the river! Under Guo Baoyu's desperate drive, tens of thousands of people jumped into the river on the four-mile-long section of the Han River.

Now the large area of ​​river water has been blocked by the corpses of people. At first glance, they are all covered with the belly of war horses floating on the water and the river water with blood, reflecting the fire! As the large area of ​​enemy corpses gradually approached the side of the boat, the hurricane battalion soldiers on the boat put down their rifles in their hands.

They pulled the grenade away from the fuse, kept it in their hands for two seconds, and then rushed towards the river bank.

Although it is inconvenient to use force when sitting on the cabin, the Khitan camp soldiers have excellent physical fitness and bomb dropping ability.

The grenades they threw were on the river bank, and the Mongolian army crowded in a regiment began to explode one after another.

Before the Mongolian cavalry could touch the river water of the Han River, they were killed and damaged by shrapnel splashing everywhere, making tragic howlings.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Mongolian soldiers on the river let go of the necks of the war horses. They pulled their companions and horse corpses in front of them, and moved forward hard until they came to the front of the boats.

But when they were swimming towards the boat with all their might, they saw that the boats were floating quickly! It turned out that the commander Song Jie, who had just seen the critical situation, ordered people to throw down the ingot stone again at the bow of the boat on the south side of the boat.

After the ingots used as anchors fell to the bottom of the river, he asked someone to cut off the ingots rope that had pulled them on the surface of the Han River with one knife.

So the boats immediately drifted downstream along the Han River. It was not until they drifted a few feet away that they were again grabbed by the ingot stone that had been thrown down for the second time and stopped in the middle of the river again.

The Mongolian soldiers who were rushing in the water and trying to rush to the boat were desperately discovered that during the process of changing positions just now, the entire fishing boat had just overturned! Now the board on the side of the boat was full of arrows shot from the east bank of their own people, and there were countless sharp nails and arrow clusters in the middle! When they tried their best and finally grabbed the dead horse and dead body to approach the boat, they found that they could not get close to the annoying boats... just as far away! Their bodies were drifting down the river involuntarily, and some Mongolian soldiers were holding scimitars, trying to cut off the arrow shafts like thorny jungle in front of them.

But they were in the heart of the river and could not swim, and they were also facing bullets that kept spitting out of their shooting mouths! At this time, the Mongolian army, who wanted to rush onto the boat, had completely lost hope.

They were immediately shot and killed by gun bullets that were close at hand one after another, and fell into the river water that was only two or three meters away from the boat, and some of them were even hung on these ghost ships! The battle situation in the Han River is extremely fierce, and the entire river water has been dyed red by the enemy's blood.

When Song Jie cleverly turned over, he used the feather arrows shot by the enemy as obstacles to boarding the ferry troops, which made the Khitan soldiers on the ship feel even more excited.

They threw bombs and shot firepower into the Han River.

Now the hot brass shells that jumped on the floor of the cabin have been covered with golden layers.

Seeing that more and more cavalrymen were leaping into the water on the banks of the Han River, Song Jie ordered his soldiers to throw the moor bottles onto the shore without hesitation.

So the ignition-lit mould bottle was circling continuously in the air with a fire, throwing it one after another onto the river bank.

It broke and exploded there, burning into a hot wall of fire.

The napalm burned violently on the corpses of the horse, and in an instant a smell of burnt protein filled both sides of the Han River.
Chapter completed!