From discovery to battle, Yuan Ren's speed is not fast, this speed is caused by nearly a year of harsh training, for the sake of blood shame, Xin Du and the others have to pay several times the energy, looking at the formation in front of him, even he is satisfied. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now that the storm has gradually receded, the wind on the sea is not very strong, and the wind direction is quietly changing with the movement of the positions of the two sides, judging from the number of both sides, 1,200 ships and more than 1,000 ships are indistinguishable to the naked eye for a while, not to mention, his two colleagues are stepping up to gather the remaining boats, and it will not take too much time to form an overwhelming advantage over the attacking Song people.

Xin didn't think that this time would be long, until the two sides gradually approached, and the giant head held high by the waves appeared in front of him, and he understood the meaning of Hong Chaqiu's words, the boat is also different, and the Song people's boat is still biased to describe it as a crescent moon, it should be a scimitar hanging on the waist, and this knife has been unsheathed, showing a sharp light, unstoppable.

"Wow!"

Just when the heart was so excited that he didn't know how to describe it, the tip of the knife slashed down with a heavy inertia, and the sea water was separated in an instant, and without any command, all the ships in front made a subconscious move to avoid it.

This move not only made Xin Du a little at a loss, but even the Song people themselves did not expect that they were already ready for a collision, and even the armor soldiers on the side of the board held their swords and guns to welcome the arrival of the gunside battle. Nothing, however, slammed the ship along the gap that the enemy ship had avoided, and the protruding angle of attack at the bow of the ship did not touch the bow of the enemy ship, but grazed the side of the ship, and cut the whole hull like a knife, a terrible gap, and the sea water poured unceremoniously into it.

"The front line has been breached!" Xin Du heard the screams of his own people falling into the water, and saw a warship slowly begin to capsize before he came back to his senses from his surprise.

Can he be blamed for his slow reaction? Of course not, although he is a rare seafaring expert among the Mongols, but he has never encountered a serious naval battle, even a small thing like exterminating pirates, the people below will not alarm a province Pingzhang, isn't that unpleasant for himself.

No experience in naval warfare, of course, does not mean that he will not fight, after the initial panic, Xin Du immediately reacted, no matter what the Song people wanted to do, that big boat was the best target, and the surroundings of this target were all his people.

"Flag, trap it, destroy it." In a hurry, he no longer cared about what language to use, and his subordinates who heard the order would naturally translate Mongolian into Goryeo or Chinese, and then transfer it to the sergeant in Douzi.

It's just that there is a process from the issuance to the receipt of this instruction, and then to the execution, in the case of well-trained, this process is usually relatively short, even if it is short, it is relative to the thirteenth century, not to mention that the entire front formation has been chaotic under the impact of the Song people, whether they can receive it, whether it can be executed, are uncertain factors.

Just when Ye Mengding's boat rushed into the front of the enemy, his entire fleet completed the adjustment of the formation, from a relatively overlapping Kei-shaped formation to a crane wing array that spread out to the two wings, while the enemy still maintained the appearance when leaving the port, more like a phalanx, simply put, the Song people were spreading their wings and surrounding them.

"One finger, earth-shattering thunder, two rapid shots, the target ...... The biggest one. ”

The biggest is which, all of them have a clear goal, there are enemy ships everywhere on the left and right, but it can be fought vigorously, if it weren't for this situation, he wouldn't use the precious goods like the earth-shaking thunder in the first round anyway, and the situation is not good now, if you don't hurry up to play a deterrent, the ants will also bite the elephant to death.

"Two fingers, shovel the crossbow, aim at their mainmast, don't care about people yet!"

"Pay attention to the sides with three fingers, and then fall when you see it."

"God arm bow, give Lao Tzu a shot, rocket, use rockets, raise the knife card higher, protect the crossbowman, where is the sand, hurry, that place is on fire, quickly cover the ......" After completing the adjustment of the formation, he changed from the command of the whole army to the owner of a boat, how to fight, it will naturally be decided by each ship, and the one under his feet is what he cares about the most.

This sentence is placed in the naval warfare of the thirteenth century, and it could not be more appropriate, before the broadside, the two sides can cause damage to each other, only long-range weapons, and this is far from the nature of relative, not the kind of giant cannon or even missiles in later generations, the range of about 100 steps is already the limit, the effective distance can only be said to be as close as possible, because this is not land, the hull is moving all the time, oscillating, many people may not even be able to stand firmly, let alone what aiming.

The huge warship was still rushing forward, and the trebuchets on both sides of the foreside were pulled by the sergeants, storing the tension of the cantilever to the maximum, and then slightly adjusting the angle, and then suddenly let go, and a ball with sparks in the back was suddenly thrown forward, drawing a dazzling arc in the air, and landed not far away, and after a while, just when the sergeants thought they had fallen into the sea, there was a sudden "bang" in that direction, accompanied by a slight red light, and a faint human voice.

"Come again!" The joy of the hit made the sergeants on the platform raise their arms and shout, and after a short period of joy, one after another fire oil bombs and earth-shattering thunderbolts were shot out one after another, whether they hit or not, the huge destructive power made the enemy frightened, and such sharp weapons, there were two on the bow of the ship.

From the bow to the midboard, there are several bed crossbows in turn, all of which have a long shovel placed on them, and the sharp openings are shining with the light of black oil, and with the shouts of the commanders, they fly straight out under the action of the machine spring, no need to aim, and they can't aim.

Therefore, the Song people will take the initiative to rush into battle, in the case of a dense enemy, any weapon can play the greatest role, the bed crossbow is no exception, the role of the shovel crossbow is not to hurt people, but to hit the sail, or the mast, even if it is just a rope, of course, if a sergeant standing in front of the mast is accidentally hit, the consequences will be very terrible, the kind of terrible that cannot be described in words, when this scene is magnified, its effect will be hit by a mast is greater.

The side of the ship was blocked by the armor with a wooden sign up to one person, which was different from that used by the foot soldiers on land, its opening was facing downward, so that the crossbowmen could shoot from the opening, and in a short time, the sky was full of flying arrows, either direct or projectile, or simple sharp arrows or clusters of arrows lit with fire oil, staggered across the sea off the coast of Chuzhou, and landed on their respective targets.

In the roar of the commander and several commanders, the fire of the whole ship was unfolded, and it truly turned into an armed monster armed to the teeth, but this was not enough.

As the impact deepened, the enemy ship slowly recovered from the chaos, and for this huge monster that had burst forward, countless mole worms began to gather and try to approach, especially the numerous clippers, which only carried three or five people on their heads, without sails, and were pushed purely by pulp, struggling to rush towards the large ship of the Song people.

"Fireship?" In the lens of the clairvoyant, he could see their movements from a distance, and at the same time he could clearly see the things loaded on the small boat, the dry straw, the wooden poles, or the branches and leaves, needless to say, must have been drenched with fire oil, and the pointed bow of the ship was only afraid that it was still inlaid with iron horns, and his eyes suddenly became solemn.

"The pole hand listens to the order, the port side is behind, hit with all his strength, release!"

Hearing his order, a dozen wrestlers standing in the stern helm compartment pulled the iron chain together, stirred the thick roller on the deck, and in the sound of "clattering" pulling, the wooden pole that had been hanging over the side of the ship, with the huge rolling stones worn on it, fell down with a "boom", and it was able to row over the water, overturning several small boats that could not dodge and the people and the boat together, and several sergeants who were directly hit flew into the air with a miserable howl, and the blood spurting from their mouths spilled on the water until they fell down with a thud.

When the stone pole swung to the apex of the port side, the wrestlers shouted in unison, pulled the iron chain straight, forcibly pulled the pole and swung it back, swept across the water with a "whirl", smashed the boat coming behind, and then flew to the direction of the bow with inertia, waiting for the next wave of enemies to come to the death.

It looks like a pendulum clock, and those wrestlers are the springs in the clock, and whenever the strength is about to run out, they will come forward to replenish it, so as to make the pendulum more physical and aesthetic.

On the boat a little later, Xin Du didn't think it was a sense of beauty at all, such a simple and crude method of killing, not only had he never seen it, but he had never even heard of it, in his eyes, the giant boat that was gradually approaching had become a hill floating on the water, and it was pressing against him with teeth and claws.

At this moment, a fear surged up in him, which he had never experienced when the fleet was destroyed by the storm and he had to flee back alone, that is...... Invincible!

"Stop them!" Xindu's roar sounded like a bit of exhaustion to his subordinates, and there was no other way than to carry out the order faithfully.

The Song ships led by the Song Dynasty rushed out of the front formation, and a large number of warships behind followed to tear this gap bigger and bigger, and in other directions, the Song people's formation was also wedged in the same way as here, and the entire front formation accounted for more than half of the total number of ships, and they had been divided into pieces of land by the Song people, and all the ships were trying to meet the battle, but there was no order, or they didn't know what kind of rules should be.

There was a short gap between the front and rear teams of the Yuan people, which was originally deliberately set aside to avoid the large number of ships from colliding together, so when the giant boat rushed past the last enemy ship, it suddenly found that the front was empty, and the disjointed enemy rear team was looking at them with a bewildered gaze.

"Sail, accelerate, rush up!"

Du Tong glanced at the devastated hull and gave the order without hesitation.