Gong Luoluo single-handedly not only pushed the two sail ships forward at high speed, but also set up a huge obstacle for the wave-treading army chasing after the bamboo raft.

However, the wave-treading army is really good, under such a big wind and waves, no one has fallen into the water, rushing through the wind and waves, and walking in danger.

You chase after me and you, and you don't give in to each other.

The two big ships where Yun Tianjia and Lu Xia were located quickly approached the small boat team of Long Yuandong, Dugu Wenyi, and Zhong Dinghe in front.

All the people in the boat team were not idle, and spontaneously used knives, guns, sticks, shovels and shields as water paddles to help the fishermen row together. It's a pity that the tools are not in hand, and there is a lack of water training, everyone's strength is not in a line, and the rhythm is not consistent, some have already rowed four times, and some have just rowed twice, so even if everyone fights hard, the increase in boat speed is still very limited.

At this rate, sooner or later they will be caught up by the wave-treading army behind.

Xiong Zhuang leaned out of the side of the boat, patted the boat, and shouted impatiently: "Pipi Elephant, you row a little hard!

Zhong Dinghe said with a sad face: "Such a big shield, it's not easy to paddle!"

Yun Tianjia hurriedly thought about countermeasures, and glanced at a cowhide drum standing next to the cabin, so he strode forward, picked up the drumstick, and hammered it up.

The hammer drum is very doorway, and it is not just a random hammer, nor is it as fast as possible, and the louder the better.

On the battlefield, the sound of drums is not only a signal for attack, it has the effect of boosting morale, and sometimes it also plays a very important function, that is, to control the rhythm of the advance and retreat of the military formation.

Generally speaking, the rhythm of the drum beats faster than the heartbeat, which makes people feel tight, and slower than the heartbeat, there is a feeling of oppression, and if it happens to be in tune with the heartbeat, it will make people feel unhurried and unhurried.

As a five-star divine arithmetic, Yun Tianjia is naturally well versed in this.

He personally played the drums, first of all, with the intention of stabilizing the mood of the fighters, restraining their minds, so that they did not panic and do not mess up, and then gradually pulled them into the situation of the drums, unconsciously following the rhythm of the drums, so that the effect of making a strong move in one place can be produced, and the power will dissolve each other.

Therefore, Yun Tianjia adopted the order of first suppressing and then raising, first slow and then fast.

The low drum beat rises on the surface of the lake, long and restrained, slow and ethereal, as if on a quiet night, a drop of dew falls from the eaves, making a clear ticking sound, although light, but can penetrate the heart.

Then, the sound gradually became louder, but the rhythm remained the same, making it feel like a flame in the chest, and you had to take a deep breath to suppress the inner power.

Hearing the sound of the drums, the fighters involuntarily stopped shouting and shouting, slowed down in their hands, adjusted their breathing, and prepared for the final outburst.

Yun Tianjia felt that the state of the warriors had obviously changed, and suddenly there was a "click", knocking on the edge of the drum, and then the rhythm slowly accelerated, but it was fast but not chaotic, fast but not weak, although the soldiers followed the drum beat to speed up the speed in their hands, but they were still calm and moderate, and they had more than enough strength.

Yun Tianjia saw the opportunity to beat on the drum again, and after a "da" sound, the rhythm was faster, and the drum sound was clear and high-pitched, like a call sign.

Long Yuandong paddled and suddenly screamed.

Just now, many soldiers paddled according to the beat of the drum, but they were actually holding their breath, and Long Yuandong was in the boat, and he felt it most obviously. After all, the warrior who glanced at his breath couldn't hold his breath for a long time, and he still had to breathe after all, but because some people held it for a long time, and some people held it for a short time, once they relaxed their breath, the rhythm that was finally regular would be immediately disrupted, so Yun Tianjia's drum beat would have to be repeated again.

But the enemy is right behind the ass, so how can they give them a chance to do it all over again?

So Long Yuandong deliberately shouted this "hey" to help everyone breathe.

The soldiers were already suffocated, and with a little guidance, they shouted with Long Yuandong. In this way, the rhythm of the strokes and breathing matches the beat of the drums, and the heads of the warriors are seen in a straight line, rising and falling in unison.

As the drums of Yun Tianjia sounded, the speed of the boat suddenly more than doubled, like an arrow from the string, and it shook off the big ship with its sails on it again, and sailed ahead.

Xianghe Qibi secretly said in his heart: "Brother Yun is really powerful, he can use a small leather drum to influence the emotions and movements of the soldiers. ”

Seeing that the bamboo raft army of the Five Elements Sect behind them had a tendency to pull farther and farther, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but saw that nearly a hundred enemies at the forefront suddenly grabbed a dagger, and a fierce man plunged into the water, dived into the water, avoided the wind and waves set off by Gong Luoluo, and quickly swam close to the big boat like a big fish.

Xiong Zhuangzhuang shouted, "Oh no! they want to scuttle the boat!"

The warriors all changed color, made a noise, and poked their heads out to see the movement under the side of the ship.

Lucia brought two large bundles of fishing nets from the bottom of the cabin and shouted, "Xiaobi, dead fat man!

As the boat is moving at high speeds, the nets are thrown into the lake, where they float on the surface of the water before slowly sinking. A dozen or so enemies easily dived through the nets and approached the bottom of the boat, daggers in their hands, as if they could stick to the bottom of the boat with just an extended arm.

Although Yun Tianjia was beating the drum, he could be distracted for two purposes, and his spiritual detection had clearly judged the location of the enemy under the water, and immediately started spiritual sharing, and transmitted the information to He Dali, Xiong Zhuangzhuang, Zhang Changjian, Zhang Changyu and others.

He vigorously shouted: "Long He Army!

Dozens of fighters threw their javelins in unison.

Zhang Changyu led the archers of the air supremacy team to shoot arrows at the underwater enemy.

The guns and arrows were intensive, and the water surface instantly blurred with a touch of bright red blood, like a mountain red, blooming charmingly in the water.

The rest of the people saw that the guns and arrows of the Longhe Army and the Tianjia Army could be so accurate across the water, so they didn't dare to continue the pursuit, turned around and dived, and in a panic, they forgot that there was a fishing net behind them, and they hit it headless and brainlessly.

The floating nets covered a large area, and from time to time they were raised high by the waves.

The bamboo raft of the wave-treading army traveled to the fishing net area, and like the soldiers underwater, it was entangled in the net line, and the head of the raft was horizontal, and it was impossible to advance or retreat, blocking the way of the people behind. Many people lost their footing and fell into the water.

There are also some bamboo rafts that are quick to turn around, bypass the fishing nets, and outflank the big boats from the flanks. But in this way, the speed is naturally much slower.

The warriors cheered, guns in hand, arrows wound and continued to aim at the approaching enemy.

At this moment, the bamboo raft of the wave-treading army suddenly separated to both sides, and I saw a group of black-clothed men led by Xue Manshan, the master of the Wushui Altar, who rose and fell with the waves, and slid through the middle passage to the front of the army.

At first glance, they appear to be floating directly on the water, but if you look closely, you will see that the lake under his feet has formed ice, like a giant ice boat.

Yun Tianjia's eyes froze, and he said in a low voice: "It seems that their Ice Cold Army is going to make a move." ”