The huge waves roared and tumbled down, rolling all the soldiers in Jiangzhong who were caught off guard, and affecting the positions not far from the shore, and in just a blink of an eye, Wang Liangchen was missing at least two thousand troops, and he was dizzy with distress.

"Governor, give an order quickly, I'm afraid it's too late!" The arm was grabbed by someone, and it was almost not washed down by the heavy water, and here it was already some distance from the shore, and the water was still knee-deep.

In his sight, there was a vast white ocean in front of him, and countless heads were struggling and howling in the water, but he had no choice.

"Lao Zhan, what should I do?" Wang Liangchen came back to his senses, turned his head and saw that the person who was holding him was Zan Wanshou, both of whom were full of water stains and anxious expressions.

"Retreat, into the forest." Zan Wanshou said briefly, and Wang Liangchen immediately understood what he meant.

But in this way, the several thousand-man teams that had already crossed the river were abandoned, and those were all his most powerful subordinates, even if he fell into a desperate situation, he still hesitated at this moment.

"What about the Song people?" Wang Liangchen's questioning was like a struggling man trying to grasp the last straw, and it was just an illusion.

"They're coming!"

Zan Wanshou pointed to the upper reaches of the Min River, behind the big water, countless boats emerged from the river, needless to say that it was the main force of the Song people, Zhang Jue really appeared at the most appropriate moment, Wang Liangchen bit his lower lip fiercely, until the blood oozed out, and the pain made him sober up.

"Withdraw, the whole army retreats, retreat in turn, quickly." He urged again and again, and the soldiers shouted while wading through the water, and the remnants, who were originally dazed and at a loss, gradually regained order and began to retreat towards the back.

"Jie Shuai, look, the Tartar is running away."

On a small boat in front, Zhang Jue's big flag stood in the wind, he stared at that side without blinking, although these Tartars were defeated but not chaotic, even in the big water, they still maintained their formation, fighting hard? Not a good idea.

"Push them over, greet them with arrows, and drive them into the woods."

With his general's order, the fleet on the river slowly sailed to the shore, the Song army on the boat was in groups of three or five, bows and crossbows were fired in unison, and the rain of arrows in the sky was scattered over the enemy's heads, and some people fell down with a wail, and the rest of the people unconsciously accelerated their speed and escaped into the mountains and forests one after another.

Zhang Jue admired his opponent a little in his heart, and in this case, he was afraid that his orders were not in order, and he would fight separately. It is a pity that such an enemy cannot be completely destroyed, but it is a fluke to win a victory.

"Let's go, Zhiyuan."

Wang Liangchen, who finally retreated into the forest, reluctantly looked back, counting the distance of only a few hundred steps, the damn river separated them like a moat, and the Song people would never let them go, he sighed secretly, turned around and followed the soldiers into it.

The Song army on the ship saw that the arrows were no longer reachable, and they all cheered, although the lethality of the arrows was limited, but such a careless shooting of the enemy, the other party basically could not fight back, what a happy thing.

"The whole army turned around." Zhang Jue was not satisfied with such a victory, Wang Shichang's troops on the other side were still fighting hard, if he let those enemies escape, how many days of hard work would be in vain.

As for these Tartars who retreated into the forest, they had no food supplies, and even if they could finally go back around, only God knows how many people would be left.

At the same time, knowing that they had been abandoned and had lost their support, the five Han army thousand-man detachments began to go crazy, and they knew that they would either lay down their arms and become prisoners of the Song people, or they would fight their way out of the siege, so Wang Shichang's troops, who were slightly inferior in number and far inferior in quality, immediately felt tremendous pressure.

"Fight to the death, stop them, reinforcements will arrive immediately, they have no way to escape." Wang Shichang roared hoarsely, and kept cheering for his side, but the enemy didn't want to die wave after wave, not to mention those new pawns, even his own subordinates were a little unable to hold on.

His body was scarred, the joints of his armor had been cut open, half of his cuirass had fallen down, his helmet had long since flown away, and the long knife in his hand was picked up from the corpse of the enemy.

Around him, there were more than a dozen corpses, most of them his own soldiers, and now there was no one to stop him from the knife. Due to the general flag behind him, this small area centered on him was the enemy's key target, and each wave of attacks was carried out in front of him with several knives and guns.

"Ho!" Wang Shichang let out a low snort, struggled to open a long knife, and the two iron spears were pierced in the chest, he flashed one sideways, and pulled the head of the gun back, pulling an enemy in front of him, which was able to block the later shot, and pushed down the pierced corpse, and a knife light came to his eyes again.

His reflexes weren't as agile as they had been, and he didn't have time to retract the knife he swung out, only slightly avoiding the top of his head, allowing the knife to slash at the shoulder armor that was still half covered. Then he stabbed the opponent's body with a backhand, and pulled it out again, and before he could take a breath, the whirring wind sounded again.

"Lao Tzu said, you are so-and-so." A spark burst out in front of his eyes from the intersection of gold and iron, and a large axe was aimed at the iron bones that were almost above his head, and he didn't have time to look at the person who had saved him again, so he had to deal with the iron spear that came at him.

This time the two looked similar, that Qianhu had old injuries on his body, and his opponent had been fighting for a long time, and there was more than one injury on his body, and when the two met again, they were both red-eyed, and there were no moves to play in the narrow place, they all looked at each other, and viciously slashed their heads.

From a distance, Wang Shichang's department is like a seawall, resisting the impact of waves in waves, but it itself is getting thinner and thinner, and it seems that it may collapse at any time, and he has done his best, and there are fewer and fewer people around him, and he is about to be swallowed up by the waves.

"Are you going to die here?" He mechanically blocked the enemy's blow, his arms were so weak that he didn't look like he was on his body, Wang Shichang knew that he was about to lose his strength, and if he died and the flag fell, it meant that the enemy would break through.

"Wang Laosi, aren't you dead yet?" Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him, and he grinned, ignoring the head of a spear to his chest.

"Holy shit, you're finally fucking crawling."

Wang Shichang was pulled behind by a strong force, and the tip of the gun stopped in front of his eyes, and then a flash of knife light slashed the head of the gun, and then blocked him behind him.

Cheers rang out from the position, and one after another of the Song troops stepped forward to take over their previous defensive line, and the arrival of these new forces contained the enemy's counterattack, forcing them to retreat step by step into the water.

Wang Shichang held his battle flag and bent slightly, watching Zhao An take his troops to attack forward, at this time he had time to notice his side, the man with the axe fell together with the Tartar Qianhu, his axe was embedded in the opponent's neck, and the head almost fell off, and he also received a blow, and the corners of his mouth continued to overflow with blood.

"Hold on, don't close your eyes, go to Lang Zhong, you must hold on." Wang Shichang was taken aback, and hurriedly went over to grab him, and there was still a faint sound of breathing under his hand.

"The head of the Tartars." He opened his eyes slightly, pointed weakly in his hand, Wang Shichang saw this, put him flat, and then pulled out the axe and cut off the head of the thousand households.

"Good man, this is your military exploits, and I will definitely report it for you."

Unexpectedly, Wang Shichang would be wrong, the man slowly shook his head, struggled to take the head, and then untied his helmet, put it on his chest, and lifted the head to let the blood on it drip on the white tassel at the top, slowly dyeing it red.

"Promise so-and-so, bury it together."

After doing this qiē, he struggled to say the last sentence, and then fell down in Wang Shichang's arms, and the human head in his hand rolled down with a gurgling face, Wang Shichang mourned in his heart, and gently closed his eyelids for him with tears.

"Raise the flag, disembark the whole army, and annihilate the Tartars on the spot."

Zhang Jue looked at the battlefield on the shore with satisfaction, Zhao An's troops surrounded the remnants of the Tartars by the river, in despair, these people were still struggling, as long as they forced up from behind, their collapse would not be too long, and this victory was really in their hands.

In Liu's Mansion in Lin'an City, Xie Tang came to visit as promised, and Liu Yu could probably guess his intention, and this was originally what he wanted to explain.

"King Rong entered the forbidden middle and came out for about two quarters of an hour, thinking that the saint should know, so he went to find a scold."

As soon as he sat down, Xie Tang smiled self-deprecatingly and said, Liu Yu extremely despised this kind of behavior of showing grace, or in front of him, a traverser, who didn't know that "beating is kissing, scolding is love", he could only nod quietly.

In this matter, King Rong is indeed the most appropriate, his identity, no one will doubt that he will be unfavorable to the Great Song Dynasty, as long as he passes the queen mother first, everything else is easy to say.

"Once this matter begins, I'm afraid that it is right in front of us, and the trade winds are about to arrive, how should we act, but there are detailed regulations?"

Xie Tang then explained his intentions, raising funds is just the beginning, it is impossible for them to use the money to do business directly with the merchants, if it is just the same as in previous years, buy goods from the mainland and transport them to the city to barter, then there is no need to engage in such a big battle, therefore, he is here to listen to Liu Yu's statement.

The previous plan only said how big Hailey was, but it was not very clear how it would run, in Xie Tang's view, this is also the proper meaning, how can a unique business be known to passers-by?

"It's very simple, in addition to the barter in the past, organize our fleet to go to sea with the merchants, and the scale must be large in order to open up the situation."

Liu Yu's idea is actually that the famous Zheng He in history went to the West, but he was to do business, and political propaganda was secondary.

"Oh, how old do you want to be?" Xie Tang asked curiously.

"It's so big that no country dares to take on the challenge."

Liu Yu said something extremely pretending to be forced with a faint expression, he enjoyed this feeling very much, and it would never be possible in the future generations.

"It's strange that you have to get so much money, but even if you start building ships now, it's too late, a usable sea ship, it will take at least two months to go to sea, to reach the scale you said, it must be thousands, so when and what month will it take to make the trip?"

It can be seen that Xie Tang is not a waste material child who does not learn and has no skills, otherwise the Xie family would not focus on cultivating him as the master, after some analysis, he always felt that he couldn't do it anyway, and when he looked up, he saw that Liu Yu was still pretending to be hateful, calmly drinking tea there.

"When did you say you wanted to build it?"

After a while, Liu Yu put down the teacup, he couldn't hang people's appetites anymore, if he really wanted to annoy people, he would not pretend to be forced but teased, and he unhurriedly unveiled his hole cards.

"If you don't build a ship, do you want to steal and rob it?" Xie Tang was a little confused by him for a while.

"My mother, do you mean?"

Immediately afterwards, he thought of a possibility, and opened his mouth wide in surprise, Liu Yu knew that he had guessed, neither shook his head nor nodded, and said something that surprised him even more.

"People have to pursue, don't you want to plant the red flag all over the world?" R1058