There is also such a way of playing. Wei Shengjin looked at the Qin army that was crashing towards his fleet at full speed, and his heart was full of shock. In this era, the ship is fate, and in Wei Shengjin's view, this kind of play is only possible when he is cornered. Seeing Qin Jun's brilliant style of play, Wei Shengjin's mouth really opened wide in surprise.

"Bang, bang, bang."

In the moment when Wei Shengjin was stunned, the fleets of the two sides had already collided together. Even if the impact force of the Fu ship was not as fierce as that of the Xianyang sail battleship, the Fu ship took advantage of the collision angle and knocked Wei Han's turtle ship into a mess.

Wei Shengjin stood on the deck of his big turtle ship, looking at his own fleet that had been hit. The lethality of this round of collision on the fleet was far greater than that of the Qin army's artillery bombardment, and many turtle boats had already begun to leak.

"Get on the zipline and take the ship." Wei Shengjin raised the long sword in his hand and waved it at the Qin army.

Wei Shengjin knew in his heart that nearly half of the turtle boats in his fleet had begun to leak, and these ships could no longer sail on the sea. And the loss of a ship on the sea means that death is not far away. Now hiding from ships is no longer just a matter of war, assuming that the ships of the Qin army cannot be captured, the only thing waiting for the Wei Han people is to die in the sea.

The side of the Xianyang sail battleship was too high, and the Wei Han people did not pay attention to the big ship, but fixed their eyes on the Fu ship behind. The Wei Han people approached the turtle boat to the Qin army's fortune boat, and then one by one the ziplines were thrown onto the side of the Qin army's ship. The Wei Han people were like big horse monkeys, with weapons in their mouths, and climbed up towards Qin Junfu's boat.

The soldiers on the ship are all elite troops of the Shenwu Army, and after more than ten days of wandering at sea, they are a little out of state both mentally and physically. As the war drums sounded on the Xianyang, the soldiers on the rest of the ships also seemed to have been beaten with chicken blood.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Wind, wind, wind."

The soldiers on more than fifty ships shouted in unison, and the black-clothed and black-armored Qin army did not stop the Wei Han people from climbing, they had already set up a formation on the deck and waited for the rabbits.

As the first Weihan head popped out of the deck, followed by a series of black heads popping out of the deck. A steady stream of Weihan people has begun to occupy one side of the deck, looking at the Qin army in full armor in front of them, the Weihan people who rushed to the deck have a feeling of entering a wolf's den.

Wei Han and Ma Han were not wealthy, and there were not many blacksmiths they could master, except for some major generals who could wear bronze armor and iron armor. It was good enough that the rest of the soldiers could have a leather armor, and more soldiers were just dressed in cloth clothes. The Wei Han people, who were so poorly equipped, couldn't help but feel numb in the face of the heavily armed Qin army.

"Bang, bang, bang."

As the drumbeat from the flagship of the Xianyang became more and more urgent, the Qin army's battle array began to advance towards the Wei Han people, and the Qin army moved like a black iron wall, surging in the mountains and seas.

"Wind, wind, wind."

The battle formation of the Qin army was rampant among the Wei Han people, although there were more Wei Han people, but the combat power of the Qin army was obviously stronger. The inferior weapons of the Wei Han people were cut under the command of the Qin army, and Mo said that the armor of the Qin army was broken, and some of the blades even broke directly. In terms of weapons, the Qin army and the Wei Han people were hardly in the same era.

Wei Shengjin miscalculated again, the naval warfare method he had used for twenty years was already one era behind Great Qin. It turned out that even if the Qin army allowed them to go on deck, the Wei Han people were still no match for the Qin people.

The war on deck was more of a slaughter than a war. Except for the fact that these Wei Han people are better than the Qin army, the rest are simply vulnerable. The battlefield was full of stumps and broken arms, broken weapons, and a mist of blood. Some of the mortally wounded Wei Han people rolled on the deck, blood gushing out of the wounds like fountains. The wounded Weihan let out a wail, and then saw the huge soles of their feet stomping on them. These wounded Weihan people did not die of pain or blood, but were trampled to death by their fleeing brothers.

The battlefield on the Fu ship was hot, which really made Wang Li on the flagship itch in his heart. Because the side of the Xianyang was too high, there was no attention from the Wei Han people to fight the Xianyang, which made the people on the Xianyang only watch the brothers on the ship next door kill the enemy, and they could only watch dryly.

"I can only fucking watch, I knew that I would have been on the lucky boat a long time ago." Wang Li looked at Fan Xue who was like chopping melons and vegetables on the fortune boat not far away, and said angrily.

"You're holding a gun, not a burning stick, you fucking shoot." Li Chen glared at Wang Li and said angrily.

Wang Li's Shenji Battalion was in charge of guarding the Xianyang, and as soon as Li Chen gave the order, these soldiers immediately shot at the ship in the distance. As soon as Wang Li's side opened fire to defend the Koreans, he was really unlucky, he had to resist the attack of the Qin army in front, and from time to time there were Wang Li's group of smoking cold guns behind him.

"Wei Shuai, I can't fight, I really can't fight."

On Wei Shengjin's big turtle boat, a general who had withdrawn from the front line roared hoarsely, he was covered in blood, and his left arm had been broken at the root.

The battlefield in front of you is indescribably miserable, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a Shura field. The Qin people are like bloody Shura, harvesting their prey. Wei Shengjin already knew that he was defeated, completely defeated. He won all his life and saved such a big family business for the Weihan Navy. But after only one defeat, there was really nothing.

On the big turtle boat, Wei Shengjin's expression was solemn, he looked at the soldiers covered in blood in front of him, took a heavy breath, and said: "You guys escape, flee separately in a small boat, the Qin people are not easy to pursue." ”

When Wei Shengjin said this, his eyes were already full of darkness, and he had already saved his heart for death. In this battle, he destroyed the navy of the Wei Han people, he is the sinner of Wei Han, maybe this sea area will no longer belong to Wei Han in the future, and there will be no need for him to exist.

"Wei Shuai, the green mountains left behind are not afraid of no firewood, don't think about it." The Wei Han people on the ship naturally saw the desperation of their handsome, and hurriedly persuaded one by one.

"There is no future, this sea no longer belongs to Wei Han. Even if the ship of the Qin people is given to Wei Han for a hundred years, Wei Han can't be built, I am defeated, Wei Han is defeated. Wei Shengjin sat cross-legged on the deck, looking at the roaring turtle ship in the distance.

The turtle boat was invented by Wei Shengjin, and he also relied on the turtle boat to run rampant on this sea for more than 20 years. The arrival of the Qin army proves that this is no longer the era of the turtle ship, nor is it the era of his Wei Shengjin.

"The sea has its owner." Wei Shengjin's eyes were fixed on the Xianyang sail battleship, which was simply his unattainable dream.

(End of chapter)