"It's up to us, brethren, come on!" The burly man stood at the bow of the boat, carrying a long knife on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to point at the Mongolian ship in front of him, which showed its figure in the moonlight, "If one of them runs out, Lao Tzu will have to clean you up!" ”

The river turned, lapping against the embankment, and also flapping against the large and small warships, which immediately shattered into white droplets of wind, splashing on the body with a hint of coolness.

A small boat is like an arrow from the string, from the mountain down the harbor out of the swift out, soon the ship will be burning with a raging flame, in this flickering firelight, the bow of the red flag is particularly eye-catching, especially the big "leaf" word on the top, but also to show people the identity of the comer.

This is not the sailor of the Great Song Dynasty, this is not the son of the Great Song Dynasty, but the sailor of Ye Yingwu. is Ye Yingwu's son. This group of small boats, which looked no different from ordinary fishing boats, were like messengers from hell, roaring forward along the churning tide.

The Mongolian soldiers on the ship in front of them also discovered the fleet coming from behind, which was originally just a little red light on the horizon, but when they got faster and closer, these sentry soldiers faintly realized that something was wrong.

But at this time, the panicked crowd on the shore had made them have no time to care about what was on the river, because the three words "Ye Yingwu" were enough to make everyone lose their minds.

Zhang Hongfan was almost the first to react, and he didn't look at Zhao Yu, who was stunned and motionless, and reached out and grabbed the thing that symbolized the imperial power of the Great Song Dynasty in Zhao Yu's hand, and then said coldly: "Pass on a certain order, take over the defense of Lin'an City, and fight with a certain ??????."

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a loud bang behind him, and the rolling heat wave was already coming.

"Nanbanzi, Nanban fireship, Nanban sailor!" A soldier turned over from the warship in a panic and jumped directly into the water, looking in horror at the countless fireships that broke the waves. One red dot after another on the horizon gradually turned into flaming boats, and then into messengers from hell.

I don't know how many fireships there are, just like that, as long as they catch the Mongol warship, they will not hesitate to crash into it. Behind these fireships, several warships, which were not very large, slowly adjusted their posture and aimed their sideboards at the large Mongolian ships that were caught in the fire in front of them.

Bai Nutao stretched out his hand and patted the flying thunder cannon next to him, his face was full of expectation: "Brothers, let Lao Tzu fire a cannon and let the Mongolian Tartars listen to it!" ”

Under the guidance of the craftsmen, several soldiers carefully loaded, and the dark muzzles of the flying thunder guns were aimed at the flotilla in front of them. The craftsman glanced at it roughly, then nodded at Bai Nutao, who pointed forward with the long knife in his hand:

"Put!"

There was a roar from the Mongolian fleet that was caught in the flames, and the largest of the large ships slowly began to sink, and soon dissipated on the water. The bright light of the fire illuminated all this, whether it was the Mongolian soldiers on the shore or the Yizhou soldiers on the water, they could see it clearly.

"Good guys!" Even Bai Nutao, who has been fighting in the sea for a long time, can't help but stick out his tongue, if he has this thing in the future, he has nothing to fear when he kills to the ends of the earth.

The other warships also fired their cannons in turn, but because according to the relationship between the various units of the Tianwu Army stationed near and far, the Yizhou Island Naval Division was the last to be assigned, and there were only these three flying thunder cannons, and in order to avoid people's eyes, it took a lot of effort to transport them to the sea.

However, these three cannons are enough for Zhang Hongfan, who is just a large troop transport ship built with merchant ship transformation or merchant ship standards, and the hull is already full of flames, and it is strange if it is not sunk.

has been tricked, Ye Yingwu has already been waiting for himself to come to the door!

Zhang Hongfan seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and You Xuanfu, who was standing beside him with a smug look on his face, was also pale at this time. He did all of this single-handedly, but now he is sending tens of thousands of Mongolian infantry elites as hope into Ye Yingwu's trap, which is definitely an unforgivable sin.

Jia Rudao subconsciously looked back at Lin'an, half of the sky in Lin'an was already full of fire, and the place where the fire started was the palace. Stretching out his hand to slowly take off his hair crown, Jia Rudao looked at Lin'an silently, this place that he had fought for all his life, this place that condensed his countless efforts, and now he was sent into the hell of blood and fire by himself.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger, the fire is getting stronger and stronger, and the bright moon hangs in the middle of the sky like this, looking at all this indifferently in front of him.

Pulling out his sword, Zhang Hongfan didn't care about Jia Yidao and Zhao Yu next to him at all, and said coldly: "Enter the city, I want to see if this Ye Yingwu came out of the flat ground!" Even if it's a god or Buddha, at this moment, don't try to stop my Great Mongolia! ”

"Heaven is above, bless me Mongolia!" Several commanders gritted their teeth and drew their swords at the same time!

"Heaven is above, bless me Mongolia!" Countless Mongolian infantry riders shouted at the same time, following the black flags that were constantly fluttering in the firelight in front of them.

Even if the Tianwu Army comes, what can it do, everyone has already come to this point, the Lin'an City of the Southern Barbarians has opened its door, as long as it can enter Lin'an, it will be a great achievement. What's more, the lone army came across the sea, and the warship was also burned to the ground, and now they have no other choice but to fight against the water.

If you can kill Ye Yingwu back, if you can control this Lin'an, you will be able to have a foothold. The Southern Song Dynasty has surrendered, Lin'an has been conquered, and all that remains are scattered forces, and not everyone will obey Ye Yingwu's orders.

Regarding the intrigue between these southern barbarians, Zhang Hongfan is naturally very clear, and if he can be the king of grass, none of them will give up trying.

The black tide surged and rushed into Lin'an City, including You Xuanfu, all of them gritted their teeth and followed the foot riders in front of them, leaving only a group of Southern Song Dynasty officials who went out of the city and surrendered, dressed in white robes constantly swaying in the wind, and their eyes had lost their last lustre.

Originally, they thought that they would be able to win some rewards and official positions here in Mongolia with dignity and blood, and they would still be able to be rich and noble in this life, but now they suddenly found that all this is just Ye Yingwu waiting for the rabbit, and Lin'an was burned by a fire, and they will gain nothing, and they may even become sinners of the nation in this life.

Jia Yidao seemed to be many years old at this moment, just silently looking at the burning Lin'an City. At this moment, he suddenly knew why Liu Mengyan and Jia Yuqing had no news, because he was afraid that they had either taken refuge in Ye Yingwu in Pingjiang Mansion, or they had already become prisoners.

He tried his last breath, and even betrayed the entire Great Song Dynasty, but he was still calculated by Ye Yingwu. Even Jia Yidao can guess that there shouldn't be too many people who Ye Yingwu takes south, because what Ye Yingwu wants is not a complete Lin'an, but a Lin'an that has collapsed.

If you want to completely collapse this surviving dynasty, the best way is to burn it the highest symbol in the world, and for the Southern Song Dynasty, which has been in the south of the Yangtze River for a hundred years, the most worthy of burning is the Lin'an City in front of you.

I'm afraid that Ye Yingwu is retreating leisurely, watching Zhang Hongfan chase him like a headless fly to fight to the death; I am afraid that at this time, the Zhenhai Navy and the Tianwu Army have gone south one after another, preparing to seal Zhang Hongfan's more than 10,000 people in Lin'an and destroy them in a battle; I'm afraid that at this time, all the state capitals that have been infiltrated by the six doors are ready to move, and they are ready to be loyal to Ye Yuanjun at any time!

With the help of his own hands, the Southern Song Dynasty was cut off from then on, and then he used himself to completely strangle Zhang Hongfan, a fierce rival, and the few remaining elites in Mongolia, Ye Yingwu, you are really vicious and calculating. At that time, this Great Song Dynasty was not sent by Ye Yingwu, but Ye Yuanjun resolutely stepped forward and desperately supported when the sky was falling apart.

Such a good reputation is very worthy of him. Jia Rudao couldn't help but smile in the hot wind, he was shrewd and calculating, conspiracy and conspiracy were not easy to come by, even if Jiang Wanli and Ye Mengding joined forces, they couldn't deal with themselves, but who would have thought that they would be folded in the hands of this young man on this day.

It has only been a year since this young man suddenly emerged.

In one year, Jia Rudao fell from a position below one person and above ten thousand people to this point.

"Where did Yo Kwon go?" Suddenly remembering that he didn't seem to have seen Chen Yizhong all along, Jia Yidao looked at Ruan Sicong who was looking around in a panic, this guy also seemed to realize that he was flattering the Mongols in vain, and he didn't know what to think at this time, and his face was full of horror.

Ruan Sicong was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a long time, and then realized something: "Chen Xianggong ??????"

"The world is impermanent, it's ridiculous, it's ridiculous!" Jia Rudao muttered to himself, walking alone along the long official road in the firelight. There was no need for Ruan Sicong to say anything more, he already knew why Ye Yingwu knew everything about Lin'an, why he suddenly came back from Lianghuai, and why he appeared in Lin'an with a fleet of ships and people!

Chen Yizhong, Chen Yizhong, it was really the old man who misjudged you before, the world is impermanent, I originally thought it was Weng Yinglong's betrayal, so I put Weng Yinglong almost under house arrest, but now I suddenly realized that it was Chen Yizhong who really betrayed me, this Imperial City Division has never cared about Jia Yidao's die-hard loyalty, and everything is the vanguard who took the lead in attacking Ye Yingwu.

The truth of your performance in this scene is that even the old man has been hidden.

"Taishi, Taishi, you can't leave me!" Seeing Jia Rudao leaving slowly, the officials around him who were still full of anticipation just now had already knelt on the ground and cried loudly, and Zhao Yu finally shouted loudly, "Taishi, you can't leave me!" ”

A figure suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yu, the gray robe fluttered in the wind, the middle-aged man squatted down and looked at Zhao Yu with tears on his face, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I didn't expect that the official family of the Great Song Dynasty would fall into such a situation of begging for mercy." ”

"Dutong, what are we talking nonsense with him, let's hurry up," Bai Nutao jumped down from the boat, took three steps and made two steps and walked onto the shore, looking at Li sighed, "One knife at a time, the brothers are numb, these bastard officials, they bully men and women on weekdays, and lose their conscience, and now they are groveling here, and they don't even want their ancestors to sell the country, and there is nothing to be sorry for killing them." ”

Li Si stood up, looked at Zhao Yu with a frightened expression, and didn't say a word, while several soldiers had already stepped forward quickly, dragged Zhao Yu away, and pulled him to the embankment. Bai Nutao slowly raised the big knife: "I didn't expect that one day we would be able to cut off the head of this dog emperor with our own hands." ”

The big knife was raised high, and the moonlight and firelight sprinkled on Bai Nutao and Zhao Yu's bodies, as if realizing what was about to happen, Zhao Yu's faceless face rarely showed a pleading look, and he tried his best to look at Bai Nutao.

But it was still a step too late, and the moment Zhao Yu's head came back, Bai Nutao's knife had already fallen, and blood splattered, staining the white robe red.

And Li Si looked at the headless corpse that was planted straight into the Qiantang River, shook his head, solemnly arched his hand at the bright moon in the sky, and said loudly: "The ancestors of the Han family, this revenge has finally been avenged today, and it lives up to the hardships and hardships of my Han family's wandering to the South Seas!"

Before the words fell, Li Si had already knelt heavily on the ground, and all the soldiers around him were silent, quietly watching them all bow in the direction of Mingyue, and even blood marks had appeared on their foreheads.

Wang Da, who didn't go ashore because he didn't want to see this scene, happened to hear this sentence, but he was stunned and didn't know what to say.

No wonder Li Si was so hostile to the Great Song Dynasty that he wanted to kill the Zhao family. The second monk Bai Nutao couldn't figure it out, so he casually thrust the knife stained with Zhao Yu's blood into the ground, walked up quickly, and gently pulled Wang Da's sleeve: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Wang Da glanced at him in surprise, and immediately understood that Bai Nutao grew up on Dongji Island, and he was not clear about the grievances and entanglements of the Great Song Dynasty in the past hundred years, not to mention that this matter was sixty or seventy years ago. After hesitating for a moment, he still said softly: "Presumably, Dutong is the descendant of Han Yanxuan, who was killed by traitors because of the failure of the Northern Expedition, and went overseas because he escaped pursuit. ”

Bai Nutao was also silent, watching Li Si slowly stand up.

And I don't know when Jia Yidao was already standing there, looking at Li Si in a daze. Li Si also found the old man with all his white hair scattered, and was silent for a moment, but he walked over slowly and bowed his hand softly: "Jia Xianggong, I am fortunate to be happy." ”

Squinting his eyes, Jia Rudao said lightly: "Han Jiefu's descendants, I didn't expect to be able to meet in this place, it's really fate." ”

Li Si smiled casually: "Jia Xianggong, the matter has come to this, it is useless to say more, kill Zhao Yu because it is estimated that he does not have the courage to kill himself." Jia Xianggong has been in the limelight for so many years, and he can be regarded as having seen all the waves and enjoyed the glory, and he doesn't want to do it himself, Jia Xianggong takes this sword and does it himself. ”

As he spoke, Li Si had already untied his saber and handed it to Jia Rudao.

The screams behind him continued one after another, and Bai Nutao had already led people to chop melons and vegetables, and knocked Ruan Sicong and the others to the ground. Jia Rudao subconsciously shivered, and said vaguely: "You want to kill me?" Do you want the old man to commit suicide? ”

"Not so." Li sighed's eyes turned cold, "Jia Rudao, what have you done over the years, do you still need to say so-and-so, now so-and-so is on the order of my family's envoy to do the right thing for heaven." However, Jia Xianggong is also a generation of heroes, and he can make you look better. It's better to kill yourself than to be cowardly and afraid of death. ”

"Hahahaha!" Jia Rudao couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh, tears were already flowing down his face, "It's all bullshit, and you are just some chaotic ministers and thieves, why do you need to say yourself so openly and awe-inspiringly!" What's the difference between you, me, and that Ye Yingwu! ”

Li Si sneered: "Jia Xianggong, Jia Xianggong, I didn't expect you to become more and more confused the more you live for so many years." Not to mention the good Song Dynasty, when you get to this field, do you still expect someone to save your life, I can't help but think too well. That Zhang Hongfan is now unable to protect himself, where can he take care of you. ”

Before the words fell, Li Si Huo Ran pulled out his saber and stabbed it straight into Jia Yidao's chest!

Blood gushed down the blade!

"You?????? How dare you kill me. Jia Rudao looked at this middle-aged man with a gloomy face in surprise, and also looked at the long sword that pierced his henchman.

Li sighed against Jia Nidao and said lightly: "The world that belongs to you Jia Nidao and the world that belongs to the Great Song Dynasty has collapsed, and it has been replaced by a new Chinese dynasty." After all, one day, Ye Yuanjun will take Yanhuang Huaxia Erlang to recover the Central Plains and recreate the great cause of the Han and Tang Dynasties. It's a pity that you won't see that day, and maybe you won't want to see that day either. ”

The blood on the corner of Jia Nidao's mouth kept gushing, and Li Si gently wiped the blood from the sword with his sleeve, and he didn't look at Jia Nidao, who was slowly falling behind him, as if he was very disdainful of Jia Nidao's timidity at the last moment.

The era that belongs to Jia Nidao has ended.

The majestic mansion of the Great Song Dynasty collapsed. (To be continued.) )