"Push..."

This was the second round of hot bomb volleys! Forty hot iron balls flew out at the same time. This time, two more hits ignited the serial ship that had changed to A Five. In just a few minutes, two serial ships gased the fire. The ship suddenly became a hell of fire, burned, scalded, and abraded sailors screamed heart-wrenchingly.

"I'm burning to death..."

"Save me!"

"What kind of evil is this committed?"

Sometimes there were sounds of human bodies falling into the water and a few dull explosions, which was the Mongolian army's iron cannons that were exploded! The gunpowder filled with these iron cannons was too inferior, which saved many lives. The explosion was not violent, but it only blew up the cabin where the iron cannons were stored, and did not sink the entire serial ship.

Of course, this is also related to the structure of the serial ships. Six parallel ships are equivalent to six water-blocking tanks. If one is destroyed, it will not cause the wooden ship to sink. However, after such trauma, these three burning serial ships are no longer possible. The ship is even more messy. The soldiers who know how to water all jumped into the boat to escape. The water-free land ducks were busy extinguishing the fire at the beginning, but after a short while, they were still burned to the point of burning. They all jumped into the rolling Yangtze River with a wooden board or something else...

"Hurry! Scratch hard!"

Shi Bin was still shouting loudly, urging his soldiers to row hard, trying to shorten the distance from the twenty three-layer oar-mounted warships ahead.

"It's soon, it's soon, just rush up... the sweat is watching!" Shi Bin gritted his teeth and held a horse spear hard, as if he was fantasizing about using it to penetrate the chests of several Song soldiers. It would be better to stab Chen Dexing to death with one spear!

"Push..."

Another twenty iron balls fell from the sky, and this time they all fell off and landed in the Yangtze River less than twenty steps ahead of the Mongolian army's serial ships.

"God bless!"

The soldiers on the boat all breathed their anger in their hearts, and Shi Bin was no exception, wiping the sweat on his forehead hard. Today's battle really made him feel unprecedented danger!

"Two hot bombs! Launch!"

Wang Jue, the artillery leader of the Lion, is a graduate of the first phase of the martial arts school in Suiying. After several months of rigorous training, this young man from the scholar is now responsible for commanding two stone launchers. Accurate distance measurement and wind measurement are not possible, but he can also master the approximate launch timing through test firing - that is the timing! During the test firing, find the approximate bombing area, and wait until the other party enters this area before hot or blasting bombs occur. This is the current artillery attack method of the Pili Navy, which is why they have to anchor the boat before firing.

In the two rounds of hot bomb attacks just now, each ship of the Pili Navy fired a single shot in order to achieve the maximum range. Now, as the opponent approached, each ship began to attack with double bombs. That is, each rocket dropped two hot bombs at a time! Twenty oars can launch eighty hot bombs at the same time!

Shi Bin and countless Mongolian naval soldiers raised their heads at this time, looking at dozens of black dots in the air flipped towards him with a speed visible to the naked eye!

Dongdongdongdongdong...

The sound of heavy objects hitting him sounded. Then as usual, it was a heart-wrenching scream! Shi Bin felt his feet shaking, and he half-kneeled without standing firmly. Then a burnt and odor scent surged into his nose! When he turned his head, he saw a human body squatting on the ground struggling to get up, but his limbs were just twitching. Shi Bin was about to go up and help him, but suddenly he saw that the head on the body had exploded like a rotten watermelon. The white and gray things splattered everywhere, and some were still smoking and stinking. There were still a few human bodies lying around the body, and smoke was emitting somewhere on the body. It was obviously rubbed by the hot bullet. The man was not dead yet, and was screaming, and his facial features were distorted and deformed. One of them was still spraying blood in big mouths. He raised his hand at Shi Bin, as if he wanted Shi Bin to pull him, but in a flash he lost his strength and his arms drooped weakly.

"Fire! Fire! Water is gone!"

I don't know who shouted, and temporarily pulled Shi Bin out of shock and fear. The flames had already emerged, and I don't know what was lit. The objects that caused fire on the serial ships were not only ignited. The ropes, wooden boards, iron cannons, and rockets were all scattered. The soldiers on the ship were mostly new affiliated troops, the Song army that surrendered to Mongolia in Xichuan, and there was no morale. They were all forced to go to the battlefield. When order was in good order, they could only be honest, and they didn't escape in the chaos. Only the sound of plopping water was heard one after another. For a moment, many people fell into the water, and only saw floating heads everywhere on the river.

"Extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire quickly! Do not dive! Those who violate the order will be killed!"

Shi Bin was really anxious. Although he could also water, it was the Yangtze River, not the small river and stream in his hometown Yongqing. This water flow alone was not something that the human body could fight against. No one could swim back to the upper reaches, and would only be washed to the Dazhai of the Song Army of Nantuo. If he didn't drown, what would the better ending to fall into the hands of those cruel Nan barbarians?

After the hot and hot bombs created the hell of the world on the Mongolian army's serial ships, they saw the three-layer oars on the river. The ejection rod of the stone-acting machine at the bow was pulled into place by the winch and ropes again. Then there was a muffled sound of "puffed tents". The hot iron ball flew over like a locust. Seeing the two serial ships rushing in front were immediately shot, screams, crying for help, and the sound of human beings falling into the water became a whole!

However, whether it was the fired or the serial ships that had already dived and escaped, as long as they were not sunk, they would continue to move forward without exception. It was not how brave the Mongolian navy was, but the flow of the Yangtze River was pushing these serial ships forward tenaciously.

So in the eyes of Shi Tianze, Wang Tiange, who was commanding the battle in the rear, and Mongolian Khan, who was watching the battle at a higher height, the situation on the battlefield was pretty good - if they had a telescope, they would not have had such a view.

"Cuixian, look, the Southern Barbarian has retreated!"

Li Cuixian was also sitting on a tall Western Region horse, standing on a high place to watch the battle. The one standing with her was the Mongolian mixed-race princess Baoyintemuir. This woman was Guiyu's genius, and her mother was included in the harem by Mengge and then she followed her together as a tycoon. She didn't get along well with a group of three generations of the Tolei-Term, but she was quite familiar with Li Cuixian. This time she entered the army and left with Li Cuixian.

"It seems that Chen Dexing is not a powerful character. He can't even fight against the war of the Great Mongolian war," a trace of contempt flashed across Baoyin's beautiful face, "I don't know what martial arts are like?"

"You have to know how to compare martial arts before you can get it." Li Cuixian tried hard to hide the worries in her heart and forced a smile. "When the warrior of the Khan captured Chen Dexing, our Princess Baoyin will go to compete with him so that he can know that the daughter of the Great Mongolian is also proficient in martial arts and is stronger than the warriors of the Southern Barbarians!"

Princess Baoyin nodded seriously, "Yes, that's it!"

“Woo woo…”

The sound of the horn broke through the air and resounded across the Yangtze River. This is the Mongolian Khan urging the troops to promote the troops!

"Let's go," Princess Baoyin wiped the fragrant sweat from her forehead and said to Li Cuixian with a smile, "The Khan is urging his warriors, let's move forward together, and see how the warriors of the Great Mongolian broke through the military camp of the Southern Barbarians and how they overturned the Southern Barbarian centipede ships into the rolling Yangtze River!"

"Yes." Li Cuixian put away his last trace of worry, rode his horse to follow Baoyin, and the two of them walked towards the Yangtze River surrounded by dozens of entourages.

On a road that was stepped out by boatmen for thousands of years, countless Mongolian cavalry and Mongolian Han infantry were wearing thick and damp leather armor that emitted an unpleasant smell, gathering together with the baggage, dragging the shoddy torsion stone generator, and heading towards the cover against the scorching sun.

At this time, the Pili Navy warships that had just retreated two or three miles on the river once again lined up two rows of horizontal formations and placed iron anchors on the river.

Fighting and retreating, and using a stone generator to shoot hot bombs at a distance is the standard tactic in the Pili Navy's exercises - in fact, it is to fight slowly with fast and give full play to its advantages in firepower. However, this tactic, which has a good effect in exercises and pictures, is not very ideal in actual combat.

"Many Tartar boats caught fire, but not many of them fell! Brother, let's use the thunder arrow!" Gao Da, the commander of the Pili Navy Central Army, has been standing beside Chen Dexing, acting as the chief of staff of the entire fleet. Seeing several fire-burning serial boats on the river still floating forward, without any intention of sinking, this navy general who was a fisherman was really anxious. Going downstream for ten miles, it is the Nantuo Navy Village!

"No!" Chen Dexing waved his hand without hesitation, "You can't use the thunder arrow! This is our trump card. If you use it, the Khan of the Tartars will be prepared!"

The Sky Thunder Arrow is undoubtedly the sharpest weapon in the hands of the Pili Navy, which is much more powerful than the Blazing Hot Arrow. The biggest problem with the Blazing Hot Arrow is that the accuracy is too poor. If you hit eighty shots, you will only hit three or four shots, and the hit rate is only a few percent. The Sky Thunder Arrow is almost 100 shots at the same distance!

However, it is difficult to build the Sky Thunder Arrow, and the number is quite limited. Today, Chen Dexing does not have the conditions to establish a strong military production system to ensure the arms supply of the Pili Navy. Because he does not have his own territory yet, nor does he have enough financial resources.

So this time, Chen Dexing brought less than 500 thunder arrows, as well as 5,000 hand-shot small thunders and 2,500 large thunders thrown by stone casting machines. According to the combat plan, all thunders should be given priority for land battles. Among them, long-range shooting of thunder arrows is a powerful tool for sniping the Mongolian Khan. It must not be exposed in advance in water battles!

Otherwise, with more than 8,000 various heavenly thunders, you can not only kill all kinds of Tartars and traitors with a number of up to 90,000! (To be continued)

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