On the southern sea of Shuoyue Island, there are many large and small warships moored outside the edge of the rock pillar forest. Some warships were hung with blue flags embroidered with wave patterns, symbolizing the flood. The other warships were decorated with red flags, and in the middle of each flag was embroidered a black fire dragon spitting fire beads, symbolizing the bright sky and fire.

This is exactly the joint army of Gonggong and Zhurong.

Just when Xiao Jiajun was fighting bravely to kill the enemy, a human soul was sitting in the flagship cabin of Zhu Rongguo's naval division. On his face as white as a jujube, under the eyebrows of a pair of rough and majestic lions, there were a pair of big eyes like copper bells.

This soul is none other than Wu Hui, the younger brother of the Fire King Zhu Rong, who is the commander of the Zhu Rong Army who invaded the Ghost Mother Country this time.

Wu Huiben was strongly opposed to this war, and he clearly knew that the ghost mother who used to be a divine servant was one of the few souls with divine skills and divine consciousness today, and it was not easy to mess with. And he also has to cooperate with the former world enemy to form a joint army, Wu Hui felt that this matter was very unreliable at the beginning of the fight, and the two sides had no tacit understanding at all, not to mention that the steel formula after the war was not only for Zhu Rongguo, so he was very resistant to this war in his heart.

Don't look at Wu Hui, who has a seven-foot-five-six body, has solid muscles all over his body, and he is an authentic strong man. But whether it is thinking or doing things, he is much more clever than his impulsive and irritable brother Zhu Rong, who likes to do things with brute force when his mind is hot.

But my brother is the supreme fire king of Zhu Rongguo. When the elder brother looked at the gold, silver and jewels brought by the envoy of the ghost king, and gave an order to send troops, the hundred officials in the country had no objections, although they were helpless, but Wu Hui did not dare to disobey, so he had to lead the army to set off.

After sailing at sea for five or six days, the mighty fleet finally arrived at the south of the ghost mother country and successfully joined the Communist Army. Moments later, they easily crushed the opponent's first line of defense, the five border patrol ships, with an overwhelming blow.

After seeing that the ghost mother country had no resistance, under the persuasion of the commander of the Communist Labor Army, Wu Hui was unable to form a joint army at this time, and it was difficult to refute the opponent's face, so he had no choice but to send a large army to attack the military port of the ghost mother country with the Communist Labor Army.

But after a stick of incense, there was no return, and Wu Hui was always a little uneasy. It stands to reason that the two countries sent together more than 100 warships and about 100,000 sergeants. A small military port should have been taken a long time ago. But now there is no return, Wu Hui's heart is always hanging, although the combined army is strong, but from the start of the war to the present, there is no sign of resistance from the ghost mother country, everything is going a little smoothly, which makes him a little restless.

After waiting for a while, but there was no return, Wu Hui finally couldn't hold back the impatience in his heart, got up, stroked the fan-circled beard on his cheeks, and paced back and forth in the cabin.

Finally, the last patience in his heart was exhausted in the long wait, and there was nothing left. So Wu Hui picked up his weapon, weir Yuetong, strode out of the cabin, and stood on the deck.

The sea breeze in winter was also exceptionally cool, with a hint of Xiao Killing, blowing the cloak on Wu Hui's body, and hunting. From time to time, there were a few chirpings of seabirds in the air, which resounded between the sea and the sky, bringing an inexplicable sadness.

On deck, the sailors and sergeants were doing their jobs, and everything was going on in an orderly manner. But there was no tension on their faces, but a little more comfort and relaxation, as if they were expected to win the battle.

"General, why did you come out?" Wu Hui's lieutenant ran over, stood beside him, and persuaded: "The sea breeze is strong, you should go back to the cabin and rest." We're staring at it on the deck. ”。

"What kind of wind is it now?" Wu Hui ignored his words, turned his head to look at the weather vane on the top of the mast behind him, and asked directly.

"South wind. As soon as the general's voice fell, he saw the wind vane turn, and the south wind turned into a north wind. Then he looked puzzled, reached out and scratched his head, and muttered, "Why did it become the north wind?"

As he muttered, there was a sudden noise on Ben's quiet deck. Many sergeants raised their heads and looked up at the sky to the north, and said in their mouths, "Hey, what is that?"

"It's a bird. It looks like a bird. ”。

Then a few soldiers with good eyesight squinted and said, "Why are you still carrying a bamboo tube?"

Then all the sergeants put down their work, looked at the birds curiously, and talked endlessly.

Wu Hui followed their gaze and saw many winged creatures in the northern sky, flying two or three miles above the sea, coming towards them in groups. Then he squinted and took a closer look, and saw that the creatures seemed to have real hands, and they were holding something that resembled a bamboo tube.

But what they saw was not a bird at all, but the feather team headquarters in the Xiao family's army. In the hands of the Yuren, it is naturally not an ordinary bamboo tube, but an amphibious rocket called "Fire Dragon Out of the Water".

This thing is an obsolete weapon in the world of all kinds of flying sideways, but in the backward underworld, it is an advanced product. Who would have thought that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the small ghost mother country, and in the huge underworld, only one human soul could create this thing, and it happened to be Lai Yueqi, a black market merchant recommended by Xiao Shizhu to the ghost mother.

She is good at kitsch and lewd skills, and after removing the knots of the five-foot thatched bamboo, and scraping it thin with an iron knife, she installed a wooden dragon head and dragon tail on the front and back of the bamboo tube.

And in the bamboo tube that is the belly of the dragon, several Shenji rockets are installed, and the medicine line of the rocket is always connected together, and it is drawn out from a hole in the lower part of the dragon head that is slightly raised from the mouth upwards. A total of four bazookas are installed under the dragon's body, and the front and rear two sets of rocket leads are each twisted together, and the bottom of the front rocket cartridge is connected with the knot wire drawn out of the dragon's head.

When Xiao Shizhu received Lin Cong's letter, considering the strength of the Gonggong ships, he asked the ordnance superintendent to have a lot of such weapons. And this kind of ancestor-level second-stage rocket has since become Xiao Jiajun's trump card weapon.

I saw that after the feathers flew to the top of the Gonggong fleet, they successively pointed the fire dragon in their hands out of the water and aimed at their deck, and ignited the four * barrels on the lower part of the fire dragon dragon's body, and at the same time loosened the five fingers of the hands holding the weapon.

Before the stunned Communist Labor Army and Zhu Rongjun could open their mouths, the fire dragon that was pushed by the four * cylinders ejected from Yumin's hands and shot towards the head of the Communist Labor Army, leaving a fleeting afterimage in the air, and then there was a "whoosh" sound of breaking the air.

When the fire dragon in the sky came out of the water and flew menacingly to the place two or three feet above the head of the Communist Labor Army, the * line of the take-off rocket also burned out at this moment.

The Communist Workers, who did not know much about firearms, were stunned for a moment, and they all foolishly thought that it could be a squib? But before they could raise their hands to wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads just now, the Shenji rocket in the bamboo tube was ignited, shot out from the dragon's mouth, and attacked them.

For a while, the rockets smashed into the Gonggong warship like a fierce storm with fire, sending flames and rain from the sky.

When the rocket lands on the deck, the flames spread in all directions with the wind, engulfing everything on the deck with impunity. There were also many soldiers who were stunned and did not come back to their senses, and they were shot alive by rockets on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, many warships were on fire.

The panicked Communists tried to draw water from the sea to extinguish the fire, but they never thought that the feathers would not give them this opportunity at all.

While the enemy's attention was on the falling rockets and the raging fire on the deck, the feathered people walked in groups and made a swoop, throwing the igniting thunderbolt in their hands onto the deck. Or smash the * in your hand directly on the panicked enemy soldiers, and then cheer happily, spread your wings high, and rush into the sky.

Immediately afterward, explosions rang out in the Gonggong fleet. The fire burned mercilessly by the wind, bringing up waves of heat and billowing smoke, sawdust flew sideways, and screams were endless. And the Communist Labor Army, which was never equipped with firearms, also understood what it meant to cry out at this moment, and at the same time experienced a real despair.

Shattered decks, broken masts, flaming sails, explosions, flames, and flying wood chips, combined with the heart-rending screams of the enemy, shone in the gloomy glow that had just emerged from the clouds and the red light that shone toward the sea, made for a scene of the Shura Field.

The feathered people went back and forth between the fleet and the rock pillar forest in an orderly manner, constantly bringing earth-shattering thunder from the arsenal hidden in the cave on the rock pillar, and a swarm of bees and fire dragons went out to sea, mercilessly used to greet the Communist Army. This invasion of the Communist Labor Army gradually drew an end full of death.

And the powerful ships of the Communist Labor Army, covered by explosions and flames, completely lost the advantage they were proud of in the past. After a cup of tea, half of the warships in the fleet were already on fire, including more than a dozen lucky ships, which were also wrapped in flames, and countless co-workers were burned to death.

Thick smoke and fire obscured the sky and the sun.

Wu Hui in the distance was also taken aback by this strange tactic that had never been seen and heard of before. Fortunately, he was also a battle-hardened human soul, and after a moment he recovered from his shock.

As long as the soul has been in the underworld for a long time, they all know that the feather people who immigrated to the ghost mother country have a gentle temperament, never martial arts, and do not like to fight, and have no other strengths except for growing good tea.

But I don't know what method the ghost mother used to train the feathered people, who have been like sheep and docile for generations, into a grinning wolf?

After calming down, Wu Hui soon found that the feather people were only attacking the Gonggong's warship, and he was temporarily safe and sound.

But after thinking about it for a while, he thought that since it was a joint attack, there was a bitter argument between him and the Communist Labor Army, and if the Communist Labor Army lost, he might not be able to take advantage of it, so he gritted his teeth and put away his selfishness, and ordered his subordinates loudly: "Move closer to the Communist Army's fleet, support them with muskets, and knock down those damned feathered people for me." ”。

As soon as he finished speaking, his flagship suddenly trembled, and swayed sharply from side to side. Wu Hui, who was standing unsteadily, didn't have time to ask his subordinates what was wrong, but he saw that there were many small warships in his fleet in the middle of the hull, and many cracks of different depths and lengths had inexplicably appeared, like spider webs, which were spreading in all directions.

Then Wu Hui saw another amazing scene, and the sea water around his fleet suddenly churned. Countless dragons appeared out of nowhere, swarming towards their ship with their rock-solid heads.

For a while, Zhu Rongjun could no longer move closer to the Gonggong fleet, and they were busy protecting themselves, raising their firearms to aim at the dragon in the sea, and shooting indiscriminately.

Wu Hui, who was anxious and angry, didn't care that the hull of the boat under his feet was still swaying violently, snatched the firearm from the hands of the guards around him, walked quickly to the side of the boat and stood still, and without hesitation, he raised the firearm and aimed at the dragon closest to him.

With the tongue of fire that spurted out the mouth, the projectile shot out and hit the dragon accurately. But the dragon was blessed by the heavy scales on its body, and it was unharmed.

The dragon turned its head suddenly, the head of the dragon stood up and poked out of the water, staring at Wu Hui with round eyes, and without hesitation, he opened his mouth and let out a roar, shaking the heavens and the earth!

Accompanied by its roar, there was a foul smell.

Wu Hui was about to reload and give the beast another shot, when he saw the dragon swimming quickly towards his flagship. As it approached the warship, the dragon leaped from the sea like an arrow from a string, suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then made a dive, grinning and swooping towards the deck of Wu Hui's flagship.