The sky was dark, the clouds were black, the sea was equally dark, and the huge waves as high as a small mountain rushed forward one after the other as if they were frenzied. A sudden storm swept the otherwise calm sea, setting off wave after wave of monstrous waves, and it was declaring its sovereignty over the sea with that earth-shattering roar.

In the midst of this roar of nature, there is a weak fleet that struggles unyieldingly on the surface of the sea. These behemoths, which seemed to ordinary people to be amazed, seemed so small and weak in front of angry nature, so vulnerable to attack, as if a huge wave could easily sweep them into the rolling waves.

This fleet was the Qingzhou fleet led by Pang Gang to support North Korea, this was the fourth day after they went to sea, in the morning, the sky that was still blue suddenly became cloudy, and then the wind and rain and the downpour accompanied by lightning and thunder poured down like splashing water.

Sailing in the front of this fleet is Pang Gang's flagship, at this moment, Pang Gang is standing by the helm, because the wind and waves are too strong, he used a rope to tie himself tightly to a mast, several times Pang Gang's sailors persuaded him to go into the cabin to avoid him but he insisted, he just stared at the helmsman in front of him.

And the helmsman at the helm in front of him was the sailor from North Korea, Li Xiaojun.

In this sudden storm, this young fleet was tested like never before, and the more than 5,000 land tigers who had been on board the ship a few days ago were all lying in their respective cabins and vomiting in a mess, and all of them were lying on their stomachs and couldn't move.

At this time, the only sailors from North Korea and the newly recruited Ming sailors from Pang Gang were busy on each ship.

Under such harsh conditions, it was the time when the ability of the commander of the fleet and the comprehensive quality of the sailors were most tested, and at this time, both the Korean sailors and the Ming sailors knew that the slightest carelessness would be the result of the ship's destruction and death, so although their faces were grim, everyone stared at their respective commanders, waiting for the next order from him.

On the bow and stern of each ship hung a row of huge lanterns, which were lit with a blazing torch and wrapped in waterproof red oilskin paper. Different highlights represent different messages, and the fleet relies on this row of torches to relay orders in the dark night.

On the mainmast of each ship there is a small hat, in which sits a lookout, whose task is to use the clairvoyant in their hands to constantly observe the signals sent by the pilot ship in front of them, and at the same time notify the captain of the ship in time.

"Lower the mainsail, raise the auxiliary sail!"

As the captain gave the order, the sailors who had been prepared for a long time untied the ropes from the mainmast, and the huge mainsail descended from the mast with a clatter.

"Keep up with the flagship, don't fall behind!" As the order was delivered, all the helmsmen stared at the bright spots in front of them and did not dare to relax for a moment, because everyone knew how dangerous it would be for a ship to get lost and drift alone on the stormy sea, and how small its survival rate was.

At this time, as the commander of the flagship, his every move is related to the life and death of the entire fleet, at this time, Li Xiaojun's whole body has long been soaked by the rain, but he does not dare to have the slightest relaxation, as the commander of the fleet, he must be aware of the difference in displacement and speed of each ship in the fleet, all of which are well understood, comprehensive judgment, and constantly change the course and speed of the fleet, so that the fleet can avoid the most dangerous wind and waves, and so that the ships behind will not fall behind.

Especially in such a harsh environment, the constant conversion and thinking is a huge test for the commander, but fortunately, the tonnage, surname and style of these ships are exactly the same, which also saves him from worrying in this regard.

Suddenly, Pang Gang's eyes suddenly shrank, and a row of huge waves suddenly appeared not far in front of him, at least four or five meters high according to Pang Gang's eyesight.

The experienced Li Xiaojun's face suddenly turned pale, and he ordered loudly: "This row of waves is too big for the fleet to avoid, give a signal to the ships behind, and all the ships will meet it head-on!" All sailors secure themselves! ”

In less than a minute, the ships behind all received the signal from the front, and they followed the flagship to meet them according to the order.

The wind was sharper, the waves were stronger, and soon the fleet was catching up with the waves that were as high as a hill.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, the waves rolled over, and the eight-hundred-ton hull shook violently, and even the entire hull made a creaking sound that made the teeth tremble, making people have no doubt that the next moment the huge waves would tear the ship apart at any time, and another row of huge waves hit, as if swallowing the whole ship.

Pang Gang closed his eyes tightly, listening to the deafening sound of the waves and the trembling squeezing sound of the ship's hull, and the bravery that he was proud of was completely useless in the face of the power of nature. He could only pray that the great fortune ship in his book was not a parallel import, and that he must resist these waves, otherwise not only himself, but the entire fleet of 5,500 soldiers and 2,000 sailors would all be fed fish in the sea.

It may have been that his prayers had worked, and although the sound of the ship was terrifying, it did not disintegrate after all, and it still stubbornly pushed forward.

The sailors on the deck who had fixed themselves for a long time were all earthy, and they had already done everything they could, and whether they could survive under such a heavenly might could only depend on the will of God.

Looking at Li Xiaojun, who has always stood firmly at the helm, Pang Gang had to admit in his heart that this commander, who had insisted on refusing to kneel down to himself, still had some real skills, at least in the face of the majesty of nature, he could still calmly steer the rudder and command the ships behind to keep up, this ability is estimated to be among the best in North Korea.

In fact, what Pang Gang didn't know was that this Li Xiaojun was not only the number one in North Korea, but his ability was definitely No.1 in the North Korean naval division, if it weren't for the reinforcements of the Ming State being too important for North Korea, the Korean lord Li Liang would never be willing to send his general.

"Boom.... Crackling ....."

A huge lightning bolt swept through the air, illuminating the dark sky, taking advantage of this lightning, the shadows of the huge ships on the sea appeared in front of everyone, they all faced the typhoon, chopping waves, and difficult to move towards the northeast.

Looking at the fleet that was sailing with difficulty, Pang Gang, who had a great power complex in his bones, cursed secretly, "Is it rare for Lao Tzu to do a good thing, God just doesn't give face, or is the character of those sticks so bad that even God can't stand it." ”

It may have been that Pang Gang's curses and the prayers of the two thousand sailors had done their job, and after a long time, although the wind was still roaring, the waves were still roaring, and the dark clouds were still hanging all around, everyone clearly felt that the fleet was getting farther and farther away from danger. Because the roaring waves are already gradually weakening, the roaring typhoon is gradually getting smaller. Although it was still rough and raining heavily, they were gradually out of the danger zone thanks to the sailor's keen instincts for the sea.

Slowly, I don't know how long it took, the rain gradually lightened, and the scene of lightning and thunder was also left behind them, as if like magic, a red sunset miraculously appeared in front of their eyes.

"Damn, I'm finally out of danger, and I finally have the opportunity to go home and see my daughter-in-law." This was the only thought in Pang Gang's mind after the sun appeared.

Sensing that the danger was lifted, Pang Gang wanted to untie the rope that had been tightly tied to his body, but found that he was sore and weak, and he had long lost his strength, and the storm had taken away all his strength.

Spit out a mouthful of seawater with a hint of sea smell in his mouth, leaning on the mast behind him, and the lightning and thunderous scene just now kept coming to mind.

At this time, the deck was filled with the sound of sailors cheering, they were glad that they had escaped from God's hands, and at the same time, they were thanking God for his gift in various ways and actions.

After slowly resting for a while and recovering some physical strength, Pang Gang untied the rope on his body, walked to the front and watched Li Xiaojun, who was directing the sailors to clean the deck, and repairing the damage, patted him on the shoulder and praised: "You have done a good job, and at the same time, it has also proved that you are an excellent commander." ”

Li Xiaojun showed a smile on his thin face, "My lord, this is all thanks to you, if it weren't for the fact that the lucky boat you borrowed was a new ship and built very strongly, we would have gone to the sea to feed the fish." ”

The muscles on Pang Gang's face twitched a few times, and he shouted loudly in his heart, "Nima's, these boats are all good or not, and they are not borrowed." ”

As he spoke, the sea was shining, the wind had completely stopped, the sky was blue, the sea had returned to its calm turquoise, and with the beautiful sunset, Pang Gang came to the stern of the ship and looked behind. One, two, three, four, five..... **ten, thank goodness, all the ships are there, and none of them are lost.

The sergeants on these ships are all Pang Gang's heart, and the loss of any of them will make him die of pain.

Looking at the Ming sailors who were busy following those North Korean sailors everywhere, compared with the past, they were a little less impetuous and more calm and skilled, a smile appeared on Pang Gang's face, it seems that only sailors who have gone through strong winds and waves will be truly mature. However, my brother's suffering today will not be in vain, and he will definitely ask for more interest from those Tartars and the Korean lords......

(To be continued)