The wind was howling, the black clouds were covering, and the torrential rain was pouring down, as if the sky had been directly poked into a hole.

The wind was getting stronger, and the ship could no longer sail.

More than a dozen soldiers, holding each other's group, hugged Gu Xiaobai tightly, and surrounded Gu Xiaobai in the middle.

The torrential rain poured down on them, and they had already been drenched into soup.

Gu Xiaobai covered his ears tightly with both hands, shielding all the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, only letting the infrasound waves, which were like the heart of the storm, pass through his body, vibrate the cilia in his ear canal, and feel every vibration.

Zheng He and several envoys were at the exit of the shipbuilding, tying themselves to the door frame, leaning sideways, looking at this side.

In fact, at this moment, in the midst of the raging storm, they could see nothing, hear nothing.

I could only see the dozen or so blurred shadows, as well as Gu Xiaobai who was surrounded in the middle.

On the deck, dozens of boatmen were desperately pulling the ropes of the sails, controlling the direction of the sails.

Their hands had already been ground into a bloody blur, and they even felt like they went out, but they were still gritting their teeth and insisting.

The wind and waves swept up the sea, and the rain that fell from the sky seemed to be salty, mixed with blood, and it hurt my heart, but I couldn't feel it anymore.

At this moment, just fight for one breath!

Beside Zheng He, the old boatman was almost crying and begging: "Lower the sails! It's time to lower the sails!"

If you don't lower the sails, the ship will capsize!

Really can't go on any longer!

Zheng He turned his head and looked at Gu Xiaobai, who was surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers.

"Wait!

"Wait!"

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Gu Xiaobai opened his eyes, and then shouted:

"Lowering the sails!"

His voice was so small that no one heard him in the storm.

"Lowering the sails!"

"Lowering the sails!"

The soldiers shouted loudly together.

The boatman next to him hurried to untie the rope, but it was too late.

Gu Xiaobai backhanded, pulled out a long knife from the waist of the soldier who followed him, and cut the thick cable with a "poof".

With a "bang", the heavy hard sail slammed heavily on the deck.

"Lower the sails, lower the sails!" shouted one after another, and more than a dozen sails, large and small, were quickly lowered.

Gu Xiaobai stretched out a hand, and in the sky, a huge bell appeared, "duang ......", a heavy bell, broke through the storm, broke through the lightning and thunder, and spread far away.

"Whoa!", another nearby ship lowered its sails.

But farther away, it's no longer visible.

The torrential rain is like a curtain hanging from the heavens and the earth, covering everything.

At this moment, Gu Xiaobai could only hope that the other ships would be able to hear the bell and keep up with their pace.

Faintly, Gu Xiaobai heard the sound of a horn in the distance.

It was the promised signal, but he only heard a few sounds, and no matter how much, he couldn't hear it.

But at this moment, Gu Xiaobai couldn't take care of so much.

"Keep the boat going!" Gu Xiaobai stretched out his hand, pointed to the west, and roared: "You must keep the boat going!"

The oarmen and helmsmen, with all their might, turned the heavy axles, and under the storm the ships turned with difficulty.

Above the sea, in the midst of the storm, there was an invisible magnetic pole that made all the ships slowly turn in the same direction.

With the sturdiness and anti-tipping ability of the ships of this era, it was absolutely impossible to face the waves on the side, and it was necessary to follow the direction of the waves.

Then, the real storm came!

The monstrous waves slapped like a wall.

The waves are even higher than the hull of the ship.

There was a "whoosh" and hit the deck, and the ground was full of broken silver.

Then, before the waves on the deck had receded, the next wave was already coming.

Gu Xiaobai's body, small and thin, was almost directly slapped out by the big waves!

"Come in!" Zheng He tied a rope around his waist, grabbed Gu Xiaobai, pulled him into the ship, and then hugged him tightly.

Everything that can be done, has already been done.

Next, it's just a matter of resignation.

The flagship of Zheng He's fleet, this 10,000-ton wooden giant ship that could scare all maritime powers six hundred years ago, was thrown up and dropped by the waves like a toy on the sea.

Gu Xiaobai could even hear the creaking sound of the ship's hull.

There was a "click", the sound of a wooden board or a broken mast somewhere.

There was a screeching crackling sound, and I don't know what cargo was thrown in the cabin.

By his side, Jiang Hailong tied himself to a wooden stake, lowered his head, and prayed loudly: "Mazu bless the Queen of Heaven Niangniang bless the Dragon King bless the Buddha bless God bless ......"

The chief engineer of the high-tech small special shipyard in later generations, in the face of this unpredictable heavenly might, has long forgotten his identity, the gods and Buddhas, everything has been sought.

What happened to the other ships?

I don't know.

Have they all lowered their sails?

Have they all adjusted their course?

The largest 10,000-ton sailing ship in the world, this is already the case, what will happen to other ships, Gu Xiaobai can't imagine.

At this moment, he also wanted to bow his head and pray.

Even if he is a scientist, at this moment, he hopes that there is some power in the dark that can help him survive this catastrophe.

But when he heard the opposite, Jiang Hailong prayed to the end, and suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Xiaobai: "Zhong Jun bless ......"

"Zhong Jun bless ......" I don't know who followed, and then many eyes looked at Gu Xiaobai from the darkness.

With the light of lightning shining through the cracks in the building boat, Gu Xiaobai saw the faces.

The envoys who commanded the fleet, the busy handymen on the ship, the generals who showed off their might, and the soldiers who only promised were all gathered in this shipbuilding at this moment, you are next to me, and I am next to you.

In the face of the storm, there is no high or low.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs.

At this moment, Mazu, the Dragon King, the Jade Emperor, the Sanqing, the Buddha, God, and Allah are all inferior to the young man in front of him.

He had taken them with him and held out all day.

Perhaps, I can still hold on, this longest night.

Even Du Ming, the old boatman who always disagreed with Gu Xiaobai, was looking at him at this moment.

Perhaps, this is already the only spiritual sustenance they can trust.

"Uncle Du. Gu Xiaobai Gu Xiaobai took a deep breath and asked Du Ming, the old shipwright next to him: "Let's sing the first trumpet for us again." ”

The old boatman wanted to refuse, but saw that everyone else turned their heads.

He raised his head, and the old hoarse voice sounded:

"Oh oh ~ oh oh ......"

"Ho Xi Zuo Ho Xi Zuo Ho Xi Zuo ——————!"

In the cabin, countless people joined together.

"Ho Xi Zuo Ho Xi Zuo Ho Xi Zuo ——————!"

They held hands, shoulder to shoulder, as if they were fighting against some invisible enemy.

"Wear the evil waves~ step on the dangerous beach——"

"The boatman is all a guts—"

"Ride the whirlpool, meet the rapids—"

"The water flies thousands of miles, and the ship is like an arrow—"

"Ride the wind and waves, run to the sea and ......"

"Let's work together, wrench the ship—"

The loud trumpet, in the storm, in the long night.

Like an invisible glimmer of light, enveloping the entire ship.