The white mist like cow's milk spread gently on the sea, and there was a quiet all around, only the faint sound of water waves moving not far away, the sound became clearer and clearer, and the three warships broke through the fog like ghosts, gradually revealing the entire body of the black hull.

Xu Maocai stood at the bow of the ship and whispered something to his officers. The three boats were ordered to pursue the three ships north along the coastline, and it did not take long to reach the designated position. It was still about twelve miles away from Danzhou, and the white-sailed ship of the Supervision Yuan was parked on the dock in the south of Shanzhou.

Covered by a thick fog, the three warships were able to approach the Inspectorate's ships unnoticed, but this also caused unknowable trouble for their search. At this time, the soldiers of the Navy Division already knew that the black-clothed man who escaped from Dadong Mountain at night was the target of this trip, the Supervision Yuan Ti Si Fan Xian. They didn't know why their bosses sent their people to the south of Shanzhou, because they didn't know that Yan Xiaoyi would definitely get in touch with the cronies on the white sailing boat as soon as possible after Fan Xian got out of trouble.

Fan Xian was wearing a somewhat wide pro-soldier uniform, wrapping his black night clothes and equipment. He hid in the ship's forward cabin, not worried about being discovered by the ship's locals. His eyes squinted slightly as he peered through the cracks in the lattice. I'm worried about the ship on the other side of the fog.

The three boats were heading north at sea, keeping an excellent distance from the coastline, and Xu Maocai tried to get the boats closer to the coast several times, but he was worried that the movement would be too big. aroused the suspicion of the pursuers, so Fan Xian was in this hour. There was no way to get ashore.

Fan Xian also thought about escaping from being single. But he was not at ease to stay in the southern part of the state. There is also a team left on the ship in the Qi Nian group, and he likes that Hong Changqing is still in charge of the affairs of the ship, and the three sailor warships that are being pursued at this time are besieging, if he runs away. What about the life and death of those subordinates?

He didn't know if Yan Xiaoyi was in these three ships, and a wave of anger and helplessness surged in his heart. He always thought that he was extremely lucky, and only then did he find out. Luck is a double-edged sword.

If he didn't show up, the ship of the Inspectorate would definitely become the primary target of the sailors. None of the people on board survived.

If these three warships are all controlled by Xu Maocai. Of course, Fan Xian has a better way to deal with it. The problem is that Admiral Qin Yi did not make such a mistake. Three warships were transferred from each of the three generals.

More critically. Fan Xian didn't think that Yan Xiaoyi would be so careless if the other party thought that he would go to find the subordinates of the Supervision Yuan in the south of Lanzhou after escaping. And how can you not follow yourself?

He sat down in a chair by the window. Conditioning his breathing. Knowing that the land he was about to face was a dilemma - Yan Xiaoyi transferred troops to fight in the south of Shanzhou. This is using the lives of his subordinates to force himself to show up - I'm afraid that Yan Xiaoyi has already guessed that he is hiding on the boat, but he doesn't know which ship he is on. It's inconvenient not to give the Jiaozhou sailor face to search.

The problem is that Fan Xian doesn't know which ship Yan Xiaoyi is on at this time. It would be nice if I knew-

The white fog is getting thicker. But the sea breeze became stronger, gradually blowing the fog as thick as mountain clouds to both sides, through the window. You can faintly see the cliffs and green trees on the shore, and quietly moored on the seashore, there is a beautiful and lovely white sailboat like a virgin. The white sailboat that had accompanied Fan Xian for a long time gradually came into everyone's eyes.

Fan Xiandi's heart tightened. The green trees on the shore are too tempting for him. If you give up that ship. Direct disembarkation. Even if Yan Xiaoyi was on the boat at this time, he went ashore to chase him. He was confident that there was a 60% chance of escaping. Blend in with the crowds. Arrive in Kyoto.

But...... That ship was even more tempting to Fan Xian. The life and death of the subordinates on that ship was also very important to Fan Xian. Ultimately. He was a man in two lives. He still hadn't cultivated to the level of Chen Pingping - he had to board that ship, and he had to remind his subordinates who were still asleep before the rebels launched an offensive.

The sound of the noose crumbling gradually sounded on the three naval warships. Fan Xiandi's heart was tight, knowing that the catapult on the ship was preparing. And the people on the white sailboat in the distance. Apparently because of the deep in the stomach of the country. And there are no big people to protect, so it seems a little relaxed vigilance. No changes in the sea were detected.

Fan Xiandi's pupils shrank, and with a flick of his fingertips, he summoned Xu Maocai back into the cabin, whispered a few times, and was ready to gamble.

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The three warships slowly surrounded the ship where the supervision institute was located along the zigzag, and when there was still some distance, the warship where Xu Maocai was located suddenly seemed to be stirred by the waves, and there were some problems with the operation of the helmsman, and there were some deviations in the angle of the bow of the ship.

The rebel generals on the other two ships frowned slightly, thinking that General Xu had made such a mistake after a long time of not being in the battle formation, but seeing that he did not alarm the target on the shore, he didn't pay attention to it.

It was this momentary oversight.

There was a muffled crack, as if it was the sound of some kind of heavy instrument wrenching, and then there was a terrible roar breaking through the air on the seashore of a white mist!

Several sharp prismatic stones flew out from the trebuchet of the warship where Xu Maocai was, and the huge weight flew over the water and the sky with a terrifying speed, ignoring the gentle fog wrapping, and smashed down towards the sailor warship closest to the sea without warning!

Boom a few loud bangs!

A prismatic stone struck the side of the ship's wall, striking just above the waterline, making a big black hole.

A prismatic stone hit the main mast of the battleship, only a click was heard, and the thick mainmast broke from it, revealing sharp and towering wooden stubble, and the sail fell down with a bang, I don't know how many officers and soldiers of the naval division fell. And the nooses attached to the canvas also turned into soul-seeking ropes at this moment, and were swept across the ship by the mast, hissing through the air, and sweeping past the officers and soldiers of the sailors who were standing in a demented manner. and they shall have their loins and abdomen cut from it......

It can only be said that the luck of this stone is good, just for a moment. This caused the ship's tragic death on the ground. Countless flesh and blood spurted out like that.

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These are three warships ready for a sneak attack. So when they were attacked from the inside by their own people, everything seemed so sudden that they didn't have time to take precautions. It seemed that at this moment, the three warships in the shape of Pinjia all stopped at the same time, and time stopped. All you can hear is the terrifying sound of a boulder breaking through the clearing.

"Shoot the arrow!" Xu Maocai blushed. Whispered. As he gave the order, countless rockets took off at the same time. Shoot at the battered ship......

Rockets rained down on the battered warship, and the officers on board did not know whether they were dead or alive. There was simply no one to organize a counterattack, let alone a rescue. Just in an instant, the whole ship was on fire. Especially those few masks on the boat floor canvas. It has become the biggest driving force for combustion.

Xu Maocai's ground color is extremely complex. It was all his comrades in the battle. If not the most dangerous moment. He wouldn't choose to sneak up this way. And in a very short time. Able to organize a ship-wide offensive. If he hadn't been operating in the Jiaozhou Navy Division for 20 years, if it weren't for the fact that all the officers and soldiers on this ship were his cronies. He couldn't have imagined such a good result.

He frowned at the white sailboat on the shore. It was found from the abnormal movement on the ground of the ship. The people of the Supervision Institute should have reacted. And he promised the young master to do things on the ground, which can be regarded as a fulfillment.

He clenched his right fist slightly and gestured behind him.

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This sudden, despicable sneak attack on the right side of the ground warship. The crossbow for close ground attack at sea suddenly moved. There was a muffled sound. The whole warship shook slightly, and the crossbow arrows with hooked anchors shot quickly. Shot directly at the warship of the Inspectorate on the shore.

Between two ships. The ropes were dragged by the huge crossbow arrows and connected.

The men of the Supervisory Yuan Shangqi Nian team rushed to the side of the ship. I was about to cut the rope, but I heard an arrow from the sea mist. I couldn't help but be stunned. Then he turned and ran, abandoning the ship with great speed. Landing along the gangway on the back of the sea is like a myriad of shadows. Disappeared into the mist on the shore. The action is swift. It's jaw-dropping.

This is the reason why the Supervision Yuan is strong, all the officials of the Eight Divisions are spying. The reaction to the sound of the arrow is already ingrained in the depths of my heart, and I don't need to ask why, I just need to do it.

A ship was blazing at sea. From time to time, there were miserable cries. The ship that launched the attack came to rest at sea and joined the white galleons on the shore, and the people on the white galleons fled at an alarming speed, leaving behind a dead ship, and finally the ship ......

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Hasten!

A flash of fear flashed in Xu Maocai's eyes, and he watched the intact sailor warship suddenly accelerate, and at a very fast speed, it rushed forward from the bottom left, directly entering the sea area where the Pin family was headed, and it was between his ship and the coastline, and he could clearly see that the ship had also made preparations for launching an offensive.

Previously, Xu Maocai had already thrown out the prisms and rockets on the ship in exchange for such a result, and at this time, seeing that the other party was preparing to launch an offensive, his first reaction was ......

"Return to the rudder! Return to the ......"

Before he could say the word "return oar", Xu Maocai's mouth was open, but he couldn't say a word—because a gust of wind forcibly poured into his lips, making it difficult for him to speak!

Arrow Wind!

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A foot kicked Xu Maocai's hip bone, and the powerful force directly kicked him away, hitting the side of the ship, shaking up several pieces of wood.

It was precisely because of this that he was lucky enough to avoid the oncoming arrow wind!

When Xu Maocai's body was just slightly deviated by that kick, the arrow wind flew out against his cheek, and the arrow wind was as strong as a pine in the mountains, but there was no big sound, blindly gloomy.

A soft whoosh!

Xu Maocai lay in the broken wood, looking at the scene in front of him and began to be in a daze, his frightened body trembled.

A total of five officers and soldiers of the Sailor Division, with delicate holes in their bodies, still maintaining the last expression of life and death, stood dumbfounded, but there was no breath, and blood flowed desperately down their throats, chests and abdomen, and those delicate holes on their heads.

A delicate black arrow was nailed to the front plank of the warship, the arrow feathers trembled at high speed, making a buzzing sound, and the blood stained the arrow feathers, ticking, and a drop of blood dripped downward.

A drop of blood.

Dead people in one place.

What kind of arrow is this?

Retracting the kick that was kicked on Xu Maocai, Fan Xian knew that he had lost the bet, Yan Xiaoyi was indeed on the boat, but not on the fire ship that Xu Maocai was desperately attacking. He knew that his traces had fallen into Yan Xiaoyi's eyes, and it was useless to cover them up again.

His eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the warship that was still maintaining a very fast speed and crashing into the official ship on the shore, and at the bow of the ship, the governor of Yan, who was wearing black light armor and holding a bow indifferently like a god, lifted his backhand and put the light-colored side of the official uniform of the Supervision Yuan on his body.

He looked back at Xu Maocai, who had lost a single ear with half of his face in a pool of blood, and his right foot, which was wearing calfskin boots, had stepped on the rope that connected his ship to the white sailboat.

With a shake of his body, Fan Xian, who was disguised, slid along the rope in the fog towards that side. His body arched slightly, like a tanuki, silently retreating into the white mist.

An arrow did not shoot at Fan Xian's body that disappeared into the fog, but shot at the crossbow rope tied to the right side of the warship, and the tip of the arrow instantly twisted the knot into pieces!

The rope between the two boats hung limply into the sea, but no one was heard falling overboard.

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Yan Xiaoyi indifferently withdrew his longbow and watched the ship under his feet crash towards the official ship of the Supervision Yuan at an extremely fast speed.

On the other side of the fog, Fan Xian was already like a ghost, holding the broken rope with one hand, and floated into the cabin he was familiar with, he didn't have time to see if any of his subordinates were injured, and he didn't care about the fact that there was less than a stone's throw behind him, and the huge sailor warship was crashing into his ass.

He directly kicked on a box in the cabin, and with a crisp sound, the sturdy hard wooden box was splashed by the wood chips that he had kicked with infinite domineering true qi, and the silver light was shining.

Yes, silvery.

130,000 taels of snowflake silver poured out of the cracked box, like ripe pomegranates that had been torn open in the belly.

A corner of the long, narrow black box was revealed.