Zhou Yu knelt!

Kneeling represents the collapse of the spirit.

He didn't know how many times he had lost to a potter in his life, and how many times he had escaped death, but he never really admitted to losing, and he never gave up hope.

Today, in the face of this fiasco, for the first time in his life, he gave up hope.

And for the last time.

Because after this defeat, even if he successfully escaped back to the port, he and Sun Ce would be completely sealed in Busan, and what awaited them was only to be breached by the Wei army and finally die under the knife of the potter.

"General, the Wei fleet is here, what should we do? What should we do? ”

The frightened screams of the adjutant general next to him screamed in his ears, raising Zhou Yu from his lost soul.

Zhou Yu stood up tremblingly, raised his eyes, and saw that his own fleet had been killed, and countless Wei warships were coming unstoppably.

On the first building ship, a blood-stained battle flag with the word "Zheng" hunted and flew in the sea and sky.

"Zheng Chenggong!"

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth and pronounced the name, and his distorted face instantly ignited endless grief and indignation.

He remembered that the battle of Weishan, and the appearance of Zheng Chenggong, changed the direction of the wind that was originally favorable to them, causing him to suffer a great defeat.

Today, it is this Zheng Chenggong again, almost exactly repeating the defeat of the year.

Everything is because of this Zheng Chenggong.

"The surname is Zheng, I, Zhou Yu, fought with you today, I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you-"

Zhou Yu jumped up suddenly, like a trapped beast that had been forced to the edge of a cliff, and let out a final roar.

Drawing his sword in his hand, Zhou Yu pointed to the big banner with the word "Zheng", and shouted at the bottom of the fight: "The battleship advances, and the general will crash into it, I will kill the one surnamed Zheng!" ”

The soldiers and soldiers on the left and right were all taken aback, and they were shocked to the point that their hearts and galls were broken.

At this time, the defeat of the army was like a mountain, the main fleet had been destroyed, and it was the best choice to turn around and flee back to the shore immediately.

Even if you escape back to shore, you still can't escape in the end, but at least you can live one more day, and it's better than dying here immediately.

And their commander Zhou Yu, instead of fleeing, wanted to face the thousands of warships of Wei with a single battleship.

It's just a mantis arm blocking the car, killing yourself!

Brush!

With a sword sweep, Zhou Yu raised his sword and fell, directly beheading a hesitant deputy general beside him, blood splattered up, staining everyone around him red, and they were all frightened, and they all changed their faces and instinctively took a few steps back.

Zhou Yu's bloodshot eyes widened, glared at them angrily, and shouted like crazy: "Whoever dares not to obey the general's orders, he will be the end!" ”

This roar shattered everyone's hesitation, and under the threat of life and death, he didn't dare to disobey the order, so he had to helplessly drive the warship and collide with the huge fleet of the Wei army.

I saw that on the vast sea, a building ship with the flag of the word "Zhou" held high, like a drop in the ocean, rushed fearlessly towards the Wei army against the collapsed remnants of the defeated ship.

rushed towards the building boat with the word "Zheng" flying high.

On the deck, Zheng Chenggong looked into the distance, and his murderous gaze locked on Zhou Yu's flagship, his eyes burned with excitement, and he shouted: "Zhou Yu came to die by himself, God really sent me a great achievement, hit me with it." ”

The order was laid, and the huge building ship sailed with full sail and full horsepower, rushing up.

The two ships were moving towards each other, and soon came within range of each other, and the crossbowmen on both sides fired arrows at the enemy like crazy.

The Wei army had a tailwind, the arrows were as dense as rain, and the power was strong, far superior to the enemy ships against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they had the upper hand.

A soldier was shot to the ground, screams came and went, and soldiers fell into the water, and the big banner with the word "Zhou" had been shot out of countless holes, broken, and crumbling.

Zhou Yu stood on the top deck, his eyes were tragic and resolute, without a trace of fear, and he was determined to die.

Thirty steps –

Twenty steps –

Ten Steps –

In the next second, the two ships collided violently, making a loud noise that shook the sky.

The two huge building ships shook violently almost at the same time, and many of the two sergeants were thrown out directly.

Due to the collision angle installed at the front end of the Wei ship, the collision was directly wedged into the enemy ship, and the two ships were immediately connected together.

"Kill the enemy ship, kill all the pirates, and leave no one behind!" Zheng Chenggong raised the long sword in his hand and roared.

The soldiers of the Wei army, who had recovered their composure, picked up the guys, scrambled to jump onto the enemy ships, and ruthlessly slashed at the enemy soldiers who were demoralized and panicked.

The screams sounded again, and countless Wei troops swarmed up, cutting from the first deck to the second deck, and from the second deck to the third deck.

On the top deck, Zheng Chenggong's eyes had locked on Zhou Yu, who was seven or eight steps away from him on the top floor, and his eyes lit with extremely excited flames.

He took a few steps backwards, suddenly accelerated and ran wildly, a vertical leap, soared into the air, crossed a distance of seven or eight steps, fell from the sky, and went straight to Zhou Yu.

At this time, Zhou Yu was commanding his soldiers, fighting desperately, in a vain attempt to kill the Shangwei ship and slaughter the damned Zheng Chenggong.

However, he was sad and angry to find that his soldiers had long lost the will to resist, and the Wei army was defeated one after another, and the entire ship was about to be lost.

At this moment, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded above his head, and he suddenly raised his head and was surprised to see that Zheng Chenggong had fallen from the sky and rushed straight towards him.

Zhou Yu was shocked, and before he could think about it, he hurriedly raised his long sword to resist.

In the next moment, Zheng Chenggong pounced, and the sword collided with each other.

Click-

With a clear and crisp sound of metal breaking, the sword in Zhou Yu's hand cracked in response, Zheng Chenggong's long sword was not gone, and it slashed his helmet hard, directly cutting off the helmet, and the sword body directly cut into Zhou Yu's head.

Zhou Yu snorted, and the whole person immediately stiffened in place, his eyes were wide open, and wisps of blood overflowed from the cracks in his head.

Zheng Chenggong let out a long breath and let go of the sword in his hand.

Zhou Yu stumbled back a few steps, leaned his back against the hatch, and wanted to raise his hand to touch the wound, but he trembled all over, and he no longer had half the strength.

"Tao ...... Potter, this day...... The world is finally you...... Yours ......"

Zhou Yu's mouth muttered vaguely, his legs lost strength, his body slowly sat down, and finally sat motionless on the ground, letting the blood drown that handsome face, and never moved again.

The Great General of the Great Nippon Kingdom, the former Koto Mishuro, was killed.

As soon as the Lord died, the remnants of the Japanese robbers collapsed even more and knelt down one after another.

However, the soldiers of the Wei army were ordered by the Son of Heaven to kill all the Japanese invaders, leaving no one behind, and killing all the enemies on the entire warship in one go.

The flag with the word "Zhou" was also cut off and fell among the bones everywhere.

Zheng Chenggong stepped over the broken flag and came to the side of the ship, and looked into the distance, and the port of Busan was already a turtle in an urn.

Inside the harbor, there was a deathly silence.

The 20,000 Japanese soldiers gathered on the seashore and clearly witnessed the tragic scene of the total destruction of their navy, and their spirits also experienced the painful torment from hope to despair.

Sun Ce's face was also blue to purple, his fists were clenched, his heroic face was distorted and deformed, and his eyes were burning with sorrow, anger and despair in his sunken eyes.

He knew that Zhou Yu was finished, Tai Shici was finished, Zhou Tai was finished, and even his lucky general Li Sunsin was wiped out with the 20,000 sailors.

annihilated, and his last hope of escaping back to Wajima.

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the north, and the 200,000 troops led by the pottery merchant have been killed!" Lu Meng, who came in a hurry, gave Sun Ce the worse news with a trembling and hoarse voice.

Sun Ce's body shook violently, and he slowly turned around, looking at the wild dust outside the camp in the north, his face was already like ashes.