Prologue

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On the sixth day of February in 1279 A.D., this day is not a festival, but on the sea surface of Nanhuaxia, it is dense with gunsmoke, and even a large area of the sky is covered by heavy gunsmoke, and a great war related to the future of the Chinese nation is underway.

The incessant shouting of killing, the whistling of arrows breaking through the air, the clashing of weapons, the roar of artillery fire, accompanied by the death-defying wails and screams of the soldiers, and the constant sound of falling water, have been transmitted far and wide......

Bright red blood stained large swathes of the sea, and after a while, sharks attracted by the smell of blood filled the entire sea.

However, with a burst of arrows swooping down, many vicious sharks were unlucky, and some were inserted into a sieve at the first time, and they didn't even have time to escape.

On both sides of the battlefield, the outside side clearly has a great advantage, whether it is in terms of troops, morale or weaponry.

Huge warships surrounded each other from three directions on the sea, and there were also large groups of cavalry and infantry on the shore waiting for them. In the middle of the surrounded side, on a large ship with a yellow dragon flag and extremely luxurious decoration, a figure held the railing, looking around, extremely desolate.

As the prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty, Lu Xiufu, who was upright and in his prime, was burdened with the young emperor Zhao Yu, looking at the scene in front of him in despair, looking at the enemy ship that was getting closer and closer to his ship, and two lines of tears rolled down.

"God don't bless me Da Song!"

Looking back in the direction of the mainland, he reluctantly took one last look. When he turned around, he was ruthless, and when he came to the side of the ship, he was going to jump up and take the young emperor into the sea to commit suicide, and the province was caught by those Tartars and tortured and insulted.

It's just that just as he lifted his foot, the eunuchs and guards around him who noticed his movements wanted to rush over to stop it, and they were all full of horror.

"Don't, sir!"

"Don't!"

"Help!"

"Bold!"

"Help!"

At this critical juncture, a piercing sound came from far and near. Soon, a thunderous whistling sound was heard in the ears. Then, before they could come back to their senses, they heard one after another, a loud thunderbolt not far behind them.

"Boom-"

"Boom-boom-"

"Boom-boom-"

"Boom-boom-"

The continuous explosions sounded like a cannon, and then, who was already planning to die with the little emperor, Lu Xiufu, who had just raised his head, saw an unforgettable scene......

The huge building ships and battleships were accompanied by explosions that shattered the sky, and they were all blown to pieces. Even the huge building ship could not withstand the sound like a thunderbolt descending from the nine heavens, representing the power of divine punishment.

Soon, Lu Hideo found that the huge main warships of the enemy in front of him had almost been swept away, but all the large ships with the enemy's flag were all blown to pieces, and the sea water was also stained with blood and became more eerie red.

There were some people who were lucky enough not to be killed, wailing and struggling in the water, and from time to time someone would wave his hands and disappear under the water, and a stream of blood would come out, and he would never be seen again.

"My lord, my lord, our reinforcements are here!"

Lu Xiufu also saw that just five miles or six in front of them, there were not many pairs of teams, and there were probably more than a dozen ships with a different style from his side, which were fighting horizontally at this time, spitting fiery red flames from the gun doors on the side of the ship, like demons in hell.

And all of their ships had a dragon flag hanging on their masts, a black dragon flag! Even the knowledgeable Lu Xiufu thought for a while before recognizing those two words.

Yin Di'an!

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After the Battle of Yashan, the Southern Song Dynasty began to turn defeat into victory with the help of a steady stream of Indian reinforcements who had weapons and various knowledge that were hundreds or even hundreds of years ahead of the era.

After only more than ten years, the Mengyuan cavalry, which had been rampant in Europe and Asia and ravaged China for many years, was completely driven out of the Central Plains, out of West Asia, and out of ......

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