Because of the north, although it is already mid-spring, the sea breeze after night is still cold and biting. A cloud moved above the burning black sail sand boat, shallow enough to cover the shape of the moon, but not the moonlight.

The ship's left and right sides were on fire, and rows of comb-toothed arrows were nailed to it, charred black, and cracking.

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly there was thunder in the sky, and with the shallow clouds, which could not be covered by the moonlight, the electric light only rolled in the sky, like a crying child, and it did not have much power.

"It's thunder!"

In the cabin, Cai Zhao shouted excitedly and jumped up from his seat.

The fire outside the cabin was still burning, and fearing that it would rain arrows from the dense fog at some point, Qi Zhilai didn't dare to call anyone out to fetch water to extinguish the fire.

"Why is there no sound of rain?" After a while, when the excitement had almost cooled, Cai Zhao sat back on the ground and asked in disappointment.

There are enemies in more than one direction. This is the worst news tonight - followed by "there is an enemy" and finally "no rain". Ge Lan was still handcuffed, but the shackles between his feet were no longer on the pillar, considering that this place would soon turn into a sea of fire, and it was too cruel to let him live and die with the pillar like before.

The enemy's rockets were coming towards the lower half of the ship, and after a few rounds of rain of arrows, the significantly larger sails were unscathed, and their speed did not slow down in the slightest......

Thinking of this, an ominous premonition rose from the bottom of Ge Lan's heart.

The mystery is about to come out, and the mystery is about to be revealed...... He searched for his memories, and he was sure that he had heard such a situation more than once—

Where the enemy is guiding us!

"Quick! Rush towards the arrow!"

He suddenly stood up and shouted at the other four.

Why do you forget? How can you forget? This is the most common tactic used by the Fandong pirates, and when Ge Lan was still in Qingque, he most often heard sailors who traveled to and from the former Aral Sea talk about it.

"Are you crazy? We don't even know how many people or ships there are on each other. Dongzi took two steps closer and stared at Ge Lan viciously.

"The light longship is attacked from three sides, and the capital ship is waiting for the rabbit...... Ge Lan shook his head remorsefully, and said to himself, "Fandong pirates infested almost all the waterways in the Qianqian Aral Sea, and they rarely lost their lives by killing people and goods, relying on this trick...... I should have thought of it a long time ago. ”

"Can ......" Dongzi subconsciously wanted to refute, but he couldn't think of anything to refute for a while.

"yes, it's such a foggy day......" Ge Lan muttered to herself.

The air was silent for a moment, except for the background sound of flames licking the planks.

- Thinking about it this way, it makes sense that the enemy only fired arrows from a distance.

"Hmm...... Listen to him. Qi Zhilai lowered his eyes, pursed his lips slightly, and responded after a little thought.

When Dongzi on the side heard this, he no longer thought about refuting Ge Lan, and reluctantly but dutifully turned around and went out the door.

At this time, Qi Zhilai stretched out his arm and blocked in front of him.

"I'll go this time. ”

The voice is soft, but unmistakable.

Dongzi turned his head and saw Qi Zhilai's side face. The face was not facing him, but looking firmly out the door. So Dongzi swallowed the words that were about to be spoken, and nodded obediently.

Crackle!

A plank on the roof of the cabin was burned down, revealing a gray-purple sky.

In such humid weather, half a catty of wood is filled with moisture, and the flame encroaches up, and the speed is really not fast, but the smoke is very big. But even so, the embezzlement is indeed going on, and that corner is just the beginning.

Boom! Another thunder, still no rain.

Was it the Wufan sand ship that was burned through first, or was the pirate's longship broken through first? The tactics of the Fandong pirates who were rampant and tried and tested repeatedly in the former Aral Sea were far from being so simple.

......

The helm station at the stern, where the fire has not yet spread. For the pirates of Fandong, even if there are thousands of benefits to firing arrows through the thick fog, the quasi-head is not one of them. The fog treated the pirates and their prey equally—and if anyone happened to be acquainted with these murderous gangsters, he would hear from them many of the failures of losing their prey without even the first arrow.

But once the first arrow was fired, the fire it had lit became the first target. Even through the layers of dense fog, the eagle eye of the Fandong pirates could catch the faint point of light, arrow after arrow, expanding the target bigger and bigger.

But perhaps they were too careful not to shoot the sails, and thus to press the arrows too low, and many of the arrows plunged headlong into the water before they could touch the ship, and with a little fire on them, ended before they could be presumptuous.

Even if the Ifandong pirates had far more than ordinary eyesight, it was not easy to do so, so a place like the helm platform that didn't catch fire in the first place was much less likely to be shot later. Qi Zhilai held the helm, his waist bowed, and he was ready to fall to the ground at any time in the face of arrows that would fly at any time.

If, as Ge Lan said, rushing towards the arrows is the way to survive, then at the current speed, based on the range of the bow and arrow, it should be no problem to see the enemy's true face before the ship is burned down. After dealing with the enemies there, it will be safer for all the people to come out and extinguish the fire.

Qi Zhilai looked in the direction of the boat, vaguely as if there were indeed three or two longboats.

Phew-

In a single breath, three arrows, with a loud sound, pressed towards her face almost simultaneously. The cluster of arrows pierced through the thick fog, and there was no fire on it, so it was only noticed when it was almost in front of me. Qi Zhilai pushed the hand against the rudder and rolled to the ground with force. One of the three arrows on the left swept her hair, shooting into the void behind her, until the stern of the ship remained at the height of a man, and then pierced into the fog behind her.

It's close!

Qi Zhilai gasped for breath, thrilling and excited. Having felt the speed of the arrow closely, she was sure that the person who shot the arrow was not far away. There was no fire on the arrow, which meant that it was aimed at men and not at ships—the enemy was close enough to be visible in such a thick fog.

Whoa-who

More arrows followed, this time on fire, at a noticeably higher angle......

Sail!

Qi Zhilai's heart tightened, and he immediately looked up at the three-sided black sails above his head.

Arrows slid through the canvas, leaving behind circles of flame.

The flames on the sails were much more fierce than on the hull—rings of orange light were constantly expanding and converging, and the canvas, which had been blown by the wind, was in an instant ragged like an old woman.

The burnt hole in the sail grew wider, and in a few breaths, the sail on the foremast, which was narrower, had been severed by three rings of fire connected together. The speed of the boat slowed suddenly.

Is this really the way to survive? The enemy's fierce offensive made Qi Zhilai suspicious. If she hadn't listened to Ge Lan just now, would there have been more ferocious enemies on the original course?, she closed her eyes and shook her head. She thought of something to do now.

......

In the port cabin, Cai Zhao lifted the window up a slit. From there, there is nothing but fog and a peaceful sea.

The speed of the ship seemed to have slowed down, the wind blowing diagonally through the window became smaller, and the smoke and dust from the burning of the hull became much thicker. By this time, the board on the roof of the cabin had been burned down a lot, and even if he could escape this time, he would be forced to live a rough sleep......

"Prepare for battle!"

Suddenly, Qi Zuo's voice came from the door.

She held the door frame with one hand, and her whole body was already covered with armor, and two knives hung side by side behind her waist, one with the handle to the left and the other to the right; the handle to the left was bone-white, clear and jade-like, and the handle to the right was jet-black and translucent, and the slight wood grain could only be seen when you got closer; except for the color of the handle, the two knives were the same in appearance.

Qi Zhilai's right hand rested on the black hilt, his left hand was taken off the door frame, and his thumb pointed twice at the door, signaling everyone to go out and wait in the aisle.

The atmosphere suddenly tense, Dongzi bounced up from the bed, holding the spear leaning against the wall, Cai Huan's knife and Cai Zhao's sword were already in his hand. The three of them signaled to Qi Zuo's head together, and moved out of the door on guard.

Only Qi Zuo and Ge Lan were left in the port cabin, and the firelight shone through the burned cabin roof, showing teeth and claws, rendering the atmosphere tense and tragic.

Ge Lan took a step forward and said thoughtfully, "...... I thought about it again, and sure enough, there was still something strange...... If it is only against ordinary merchant ships, pirates are not cautious, and they are generally ......"

He wanted to say that it was usually the fleet with escorts or the officers who escorted the property to deserve such hospitality...... But Qi Zhilai made a sideways move to make him stop.

"You don't have to worry about that, just get some sleep. ”

Her head was a little lower, her eyes glanced up at Ge Lan, and the corners of her mouth rarely hooked up a smile, which was crazy and a little handsome.

In the blink of an eye, Qi Zhilai's right hand poked out like lightning, and the root of his palm hit Ge Lan's chin.

Not!

The mandible slammed into the maxilla, her legs went limp, and the final scene was fixed on her condescending gaze.