Gongsun Emei is good at fighting and thoughtful, and he and the governor of the mansion who listens to songs and appreciates songs make up for each other's shortcomings, otherwise the king of Jiangdu, who is a chess and sword double-armor, will definitely not let these two guard Guanlongkou and Fenglingdu separately.

The battle between the Seven States and the Great Yan Dingding was imminent, and for several months, the empire had begun to join forces from all over the world. Yan Nanfei, the Nine Emperor Sons who commanded the three armies, also set up camp and predicted that he would arrive at the decisive battle site within a month.

Gongsun Emei knew very well the importance of the two cities of Jiangdu and Qingxia to the battle of the championship that was about to kick off, otherwise the Xiliu Army, which was known as the undefeated king in the Qizhou region, would not face the ironclad forest across the bank.

Not long ago, the Weiyang Army incorporated the Qingli Army of Jiyunzhou, which was defeated by the demon beasts outside Qingxia Pass, and formed the Weiyang New Army, with a strength of no less than 200,000, in front of Qingxia Pass.

Gongsun Emei, who is well versed in the art of war, guessed that the Seven Nations Allied Army Division must be to capture the Jiangdu City and Qingxia Pass before the Battle of Dingding, and even if the Battle of Julu is defeated, the Seven Nations Army can also divide its troops from Jiangdu and Qingxia to drive straight into the hinterland of Dayan.

Therefore, for a long time, since the Xiliu Army was stationed on the other side, Gongsun Emei's armor and the Baxiu Fang Heavenly Halberd have never left him.

"Command the battalions, and the enemy who will be waiting for the attack!"

Gongsun Emei looked at the hidden turbulent river and squinted.

Siye didn't know when the cold fog started.

The thin cold mist floated on the surface of the river, making this unfathomable Dujiangyan a little more hazy and dreamy.

The battle-hardened fighter smelled the smoke of gunpowder.

Thirty warships with seven stories of height broke through the cold fog on the river and sailed out of Guanlongkou, and about 20 miles upstream, they began to line up in a line.

Countless torches were lit on the surface of the river. Countless fires reflected on the murky river, like invisible stars in the depths of the night sky.

Gongsun Emei, who commanded 30,000 troops and held the Baxiu Fang Heavenly Halberd, stood at the bow of the ship, waiting for the arrival of the enemy's attacking army.

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Zhang Wangfu is just an ordinary soldier.

At the age of seventeen, his ancestral home was Luoqiuguan, and he was in the same village as the scholar Li Xingyun.

At the beginning, when the Great Yan Iron Cavalry attacked Luoqiu Pass, Prince Luo Bing led the royal division of the Xiliu Army to reinforce it, and lived in Yi and defended it for a whole month, and the war was scorching.

On that day, the Hosoyanagi Army expanded the army to recruit soldiers, and at the age of seventeen, he had only followed the hunters in the village since he was a child, and he met Li Xingyun, a scholar who wanted to serve the country in the army with a sword box on his back, and he decided to go with Li Xingyun with a fire in his heart and natural brute strength.

Wangfu is the best at bows and arrows, and his arm strength is amazing, and he can hold a three-stone bow. Therefore, after joining the army and being assessed, he was divided into infantry archers.

He joined the army not to make great achievements, and he knew that he did not have the skills of Li Xingyun.

Because he was illiterate, he didn't know what the art of war was.

And because he is reluctant.

I can't bear to be late.

Li Xiangwan, who wore a ponytail, was born at dusk, and planted a plum forest in the village with his aunt.

Xiang Wan has been with him since he was a child, and when the seventeen-year-old orphan Wangfu decided to join the army, the empathetic Xiang Wan said that he would always wait for him and wait for him in Merlin.

That day, he walked out of Merlin without looking back, carrying a homemade bow and arrow.

Xiang Wan looked at him from behind.

It was dusk, and it was getting late.

He didn't dare to look back at Xiang Wan's gaze and reluctance, only knowing that Merlin was red that day.

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Wangfu is an orphan.

When I was a child, I was wrapped in swaddling clothes and abandoned the head of the village, and was picked up by Aunt Zhang, who was looking at the village at dusk and waiting for her husband to return from hunting, so she casually took the name of Wangfu and followed Uncle Zhang's surname.

He was illiterate, and had followed his friends in the village to the secluded reed house behind the village. The white-haired old gentleman in the thatched hut taught Li Xingyun to read and read and read and learn hundreds of classics, Zhang Wangfu couldn't understand what Dao mantra was saying in the book, but he remembered a sentence.

Mr. said that in times of national crisis, we should not talk about the private affairs of our children.

Of course, this is not the old gentleman's original words, but it is to the effect that Wangfu has never forgotten it in his mind since then.

Out of Merlin, he thought about serving in the army for two years, doing his part as a subject of the Nebula Prefecture, and when the war was over, he would return to Merlin.

Hunting and chopping firewood, planting plums and trees, he and Xiang Wan are no longer separated.

This is his wish, a very simple wish......

After leaving Luoqiu Pass, with the Xiliu Army's expedition to the east and west, Wangfu became much more mature and resolute.

He was born with amazing arm strength, and after a series of battles, he gradually learned the knife technique of killing, especially the Mo knife that is good at melee fighting.

He began to be promoted from an ordinary soldier to a squad leader, from a squad leader with ten brothers to a tent lieutenant with forty people.

Now he is a dead man!

The general ordered the selection of elite foot soldiers from each battalion, and Wangfu, as the commander in front of the tent, could have escaped this catastrophe.

He has his own brothers to choose from. However, the kind-hearted husband knew that the brother's family had a wife and children, and he was too much of a drag, and he was no happier than being an orphan.

Besides, the dead don't have to die! He won't let himself report on the Netherworld, and he still wants to marry Xiang Wan.

So he recommended himself.

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The moon was cold and bright in the sky, and the water was as hazy as a fog.

Fifty huge warships sailed silently, lest they be as quiet as the dragon king at the bottom of the river.

No one spoke on the six-story battleship, and everything they had to say was written in the last letter home, and it was not known if it could be sent. Of course, it's best not to send it.

Because it means that the dead man is dead, and he has not returned.

Zhang Wangfu, who was dressed in black armor, had a lot of stubble on his face, and he looked more and more calm and serious.

In the battleship storage hold, he clenched his palms and held the Mo knife in his arms. Like the hundreds of brothers around him, his eyes were fixed on nothingness, not knowing what he was thinking.

The brother next to him handed him a piece of pastry, which was a snowflake cream abundant in Xingyun Prefecture.

Wangfu, who had no appetite, shook his head with a smile and pushed back.

The brother saw his fist-clenched hand and teased him and asked him what he was hiding.

Zhang Wangfu hurriedly retracted his right hand that clenched his fist, as if he was afraid that he would be snatched away by this group of fun-loving brothers between life and death. It was a token of his gift to the evening, and of course it could not be shown to others.

Watching the brother eat the pastries he had somehow obtained, Wangfu crossed his arms, held the Mo knife, and felt his heartbeat with his right hand clenched into his chest.

He was satisfied.

A battle warning came from the ship's building, and it was twenty miles away from the enemy.

Wangfu hid the token in his hand into the armor against his chest, and raised his knife.

The hundreds of brothers around him began to get busy.

Fifty six-story ships have a very deep draft, and in the eyes of a good general who is proficient in water warfare, there are at least a thousand soldiers hidden among the warships. Therefore, Gongsun Emei, who was stationed at Guanlongkou, who was good at tying Xiu Fang Tianhalberd, should think that the night attack of the Xiliu Army was no less than 50,000.

Actually, it's just a façade.

Wangfu knew that there were only 5,000 people on the 50 warships, and 5,000 black-armored dead soldiers.

The reason why the six-story ship building has an extremely deep draft is because of the military baggage in the cabin. The huge thunder wood, iron chains, mountain stones, fire oil, etc., are several times heavier than a thousand soldiers.

Everyone carried the mountain stone Lei Mu with tight iron chains out of the cabin to the stern of the ship, Wangfu threw the huge stones that weighed more than three stones into the river, the battleship moved, the huge stones sank into the river, and the iron chain and the tied Lei Mu mountain stones were swallowed up by the river one by one.

So a black-armored dead soldier jumped into the river holding a thunder wood more than ten meters long, followed by a second dead soldier......

Fifty battleships, all repeating the same thing.

The draft of the battleship became shallower and shallower, and the black-armored dead men jumped into the river one by one with iron chains.

The warning sound came again, and it was ten miles away from the enemy.

Wangfu, who silently calculated the length of the iron chain that fell into the river, was the last.

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Ten miles away.

Gongsun Emei, who was carrying the Baxiu Fang Heavenly Halberd, stood on top of the ship tower and looked at the hazy cold fog from afar. He was naturally deaf and clear-sighted in the spiritual realm cultivation, and even if the cold mist shrouded the river, he still had his eyes within reach.

Thirty huge ships were in full array, powerful bows and crossbows and fire oil bows and arrows were ready to be put into place, and there were even catapults and fireballs and thunderbolts.

Five miles from the enemy!

Gongsun Baxiu raised his arm.

The 30,000 soldiers and armor suddenly condensed and killed awe-inspiringly, and the river surface under the cold fog began to surge.

Everyone began to hold their breath.

His eyes were like fire staring at the huge array of warships in the distance that was gradually clearing the cold mist.

Two thousand meters from the enemy.

A thousand meters!

Five hundred meters!

Huge iron chains were stretched up on the surface of the river, blocking the river. The fifty warships of the Hosoyanagi Army shook suddenly, and they all anchored in the middle of the river.

Zhang Wangfu almost fell.

......

Gongsun Baxiu waved his big hand, and in an instant, the fireballs and thunder in the sky were accompanied by a rain of arrows.

The cold moon in the night sky suddenly lost its color.

Standing at the stern of the ship, Wangfu glanced up at the scene of the meteorite burning and falling, and the last one jumped into the river with an iron chain.

The fireball landed on the six-story empty battleship tower, and the fireworks began to climb along the cracks in the wooden planks, and the fire suddenly increased when it met the oil barrel that Wangfu had already placed.

The battleship of the building ship burned.

Then the fire and thunder fell.

Countless bombardments rang out, and fifty huge warships were shattered under the raging fire, and the ruins fell into the river. Then came a rain of arrows that shot the crumbling battleship to the ground.

The battle began without warning, and in just a few breaths, fifty night raids of the Hosoliu Army were thrown into Dujiangyan and the raging fire.

Gongsun Baxiu frowned slightly.

He seemed to realize that something was wrong with the enemy warship.

After several rounds of frantic attacks, there was no tragic killing cry on the enemy ship that was only 500 meters away, and what was even more strange was that with his eyesight, he could not see a figure on the enemy ship!

Thinking about this, Gongsun Baxiu, who knew well about the plan, commanded the warship to evacuate. But there was a sudden panic and trembling under his feet, and the thirty seven-story ships lined up in a row seemed to touch the dark wood in the river, trapped in place by the chains that were coiled at the bottom of the ship at some point, unable to move.

Gongsun Baxiu shouted angrily: "Meet the enemy!"

The sound did not fall.

In the river water, the black-armored figures with the cold Mo knife in their mouths climbed up along the piles and iron chains of the dark wood at the bottom of the boat, and suddenly gushed out of the river.

The planks of the dismantled 50 warships of the Hosoyanagi Army floated down the river and hit the seven-story warship.

At the same time, 5,000 black-armored warriors jumped out of the river.

The cold fog on the river surface flashed with the cold edge of Modao......