Chapter 162: Melee Combat
In December, the cold wind is biting, although it is not as exaggerated as the "Xiaoice River", in fact, it is not far away, and a thin layer of ice is faintly formed on the surface of the offshore sea, because the temperature has not dropped low enough, and it disappeared without a trace when it was washed by the waves. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Xin Du's face was full of chill as if it was frozen, his hands were clutching the guardrail, his eyes were staring at the front, and his facial muscles were spasmodic and twisted together, looking a little hideous, and people couldn't bear to look at them.
In the distance of his line of sight, the front team of nearly 500 warships, which were originally neatly arranged, not only lost their formation at this moment, but even the number was significantly less, a large stream of black smoke rushed into the sky, and some of the ships that had not completely sunk were on the back, and the sergeants who fell into the water rowed over desperately, trying to grasp the last straw, not knowing that this could only speed up the sinking, but even if they stayed in the cold and biting sea water for a moment, they would fall into a coma due to hypothermia, which was not much different from death.
He didn't know how many losses the Song people had, but the front of the entire rear team was already full of enemy ships, those sea ships that were as tall as mountains and curved as knives, and they were only a few hundred steps away from him......
"Rush up and intercept them, and don't avoid them."
I have to say that learning war from war is still the most efficient, the collapse of the front team at least made Xin Du understand, no matter how fierce the monster is, if you want to distance yourself from it to play hedging, I am afraid that it will be the kind of visible end, his order is very timely, and the forward ship of the rear team is about to make the same mistake as the front team, and it just received his signal.
Because of the oppression of the Song people from the periphery, the Yuanren fleet lined up in a dense formation had no room to expand, and when the front team suffered a major setback and lost most of them, the more than 500 warships of the rear team still showed no signs of retreat or escape, which in itself showed that they were well-trained and disciplined, and after receiving Pingzhang's instructions, all the forward ships began to move closer to each other, trying to use their own bows to face the tall blade.
So, by the time Ye Mengding's ship was about to meet the enemy, the gap in front of it had become extremely small, and it didn't look like it was enough for the whole ship to rush over, and because the speed was too fast, there was no room to turn immediately, unless it was forced to cross the front, which would block the way of his own ship and cause chaos.
"Each army seeks a gap and breaks the enemy's ranks."
The commander in charge of the command gave the order without any hesitation, since there are those who are close together, there are also those who are scattered, they can block themselves, but there will always be other gaps to be released, this ship was originally to open the way for the ships behind, and attracting firepower is also one of the goals.
For the soldiers on board, since there was no new order, it meant that everything was as before, and the huge ship, inspired by the sea breeze, cut like a horizontal knife into the narrow gap between the two enemy ships in front.
"Bang!" With a loud bang, the streamlined bow was held high by the hulls of the two enemy ships, squeezing the gap open little by little under the huge thrust, and it felt like a knife cutting through the pork, desperately trying to cut it while stubbornly preventing the blade from penetrating.
And the sergeants behind the sides suddenly found that they were so close that they could poke each other directly with their spears.
"Kill the thief!"
Countless shouts sounded at the same time, regardless of whether they understood or not, the strong fighting spirit made all the people transcend the boundaries of the country and the nation in an instant, and fought hard together with red eyes.
"Blocked, blocked, ordered everyone to do whatever it takes, pick up the gang, jump the gang, all rush up and kill them all!"
Xin Du saw such a situation, excitedly wanted to jump up, and the Song people wrenched together, hand-to-hand combat, that is what he is best at, seeing that the enemy's speed is getting slower and slower, as long as he loses speed, it is manpower, the only thing to worry about is the big stone roller that is hoisted high, such a stone roller, there are four on the side of the Song people's hull, but it is precisely because of this that he wants to fight the number of people, it doesn't matter how many dead or injured there are, people, he has.
Hook chain, grab rope, pedal, these tools used for gangside and gang fighting, were thrown to the giant boat by the Yuan people incessantly, the two sides were shooting at each other at the same time, and there were sergeants who specially held knives and axes to cut the ropes thrown over, Rao is so, after all, the other party is two boats, and gradually there is a tendency to be unstoppable, countless iron hooks were thrown onto the deck, a team of armor soldiers with knives and guns stood behind the rope, everyone's eyes flashed with excitement, ready to climb and jump over once they were firmly connected, at that time, The Song people were nothing more than lambs to the slaughter.
On the helm platform of the giant boat, a circle of sergeants half-knelt and held the wooden card in their hands high, guarding the commander behind him, the helmsman and the young guard who tied himself to the back mast, although Ye Mengding's vision was blocked, but the general situation could be guessed, not to mention, what were the ropes flying in the air for, how could he not know, outnumbered, if they were still pasted by the enemy, it would almost be equivalent to defeat, you must know that their entire army is here, no one will come to help, but the enemy has.
"Less insurance."
Regarding the battle situation, Lao Chen Tou obviously saw it more clearly than him, he was not concerned about the results of the battle, but the safety of the main family, and he screamed softly in his mouth, but his eyes wandered around the rope tied to the mast, thinking about whether to untie it quickly or cut it directly with a knife.
Ye Mengding didn't say anything, just glared at him fiercely with a stern gaze, at this time, he couldn't make a sound to interfere with Dutong's command, even if the enemy had already attacked the helm platform.
But the worry in my heart is real, this is not the fear of death, but the worry about the entire battle situation, the enemy here is not even half of the total number, the Song army not only has to win but also can not have too many losses, otherwise how to deal with the upcoming enemy What is the new force.
Du Tong also didn't speak, his teeth biting his lower lip fiercely, motionless from the gap in the wooden card in front of him to observe the battle situation, the enemy armor was already climbing the rope, and some of the pedals were on the edge of the ship's side, from his point of view, he could even see the enemy armor stepping on the pedal, the fierce face under the iron helmet, and the smug smile on his face.
"Faster, more......" Du Tong's expression was so grim that he seemed to be dripping water, his hands tightly grasped the shoulders of the sergeant in front of him, and he kept saying something in his mouth, until the whole hull advanced slightly forward, and the speed almost stopped, and then he raised his right hand violently and yelled at the microphone.
"Three fingers, drop the rod!"