The loud rumbling sound was continuous, deafening, and brought a series of tremors. In the night, there was a pair of invisible giant hands, tearing the air and pulling the surface of the river.

Before Li Bai and Du Fu could react, they already had a gray face, and their faces were full of panicked soldiers, and they rushed into the command room with crawling and rolling, shouting: "Night attack!"

Fuyu, who frowned, gradually widened his eyes, revealing an incredible gaze. If you think about it with your ass, you know that it was definitely Xiao Shizhu's Xiao Jiajun who gave them a return pistol.

He had already retreated to the border, and Xiao Jiajun actually dared to fight unrelentingly, not afraid of the hard work of trekking through mountains and rivers to give him a vivid night raid lesson; not only caught him off guard, but also made his head dazed for a while.

Immediately relieved, he pulled out his legs and rushed outside. The floating who was already gritting his teeth wanted to see with his own eyes, what gave these enemies the courage to dare to enter the territory of the enemy country to carry out night attacks?

But the moment he rushed out of the cabin and stood on the deck, the floater was completely stunned again.

Countless black shadows hovered in the air, each time they swooped down towards his fleet, bringing with them gusts of night winds filled with death. They were like sudden ghosts, and without a single sign descended on the heads of the Communist Labor Army.

The originally dark sky suddenly burst into flames, and large swaths of rockets and fire dragons came out of the water, like dense raindrops, with black smoke, whistling down from the sky.

Along with this, there are many clay shells* housed in wooden frames. By the light of the fire, you can see that the * in those wooden frames are all round, the big ones are as big as winter melons, and the ones in the small wooden frames are also the size of fists.

Once it hits the ground, it explodes. In the violent explosion, a wall of fire more than a foot high and scattered sawdust were scattered. Immediately rising was the pungent and thick black smoke.

Five or six out of ten of the warships of the Communist Labor Army stopped on the river were already on fire, and the rest were either broken masts or broken decks. Screams and exclamations mingled with explosions, shattering the silence of the night.

The fire on the surface of the river was monstrous, like a poisonous snake spitting letters, and in the spread of the sea of fire, the menacing waves of fire devoured everything they could reach, and also reflected the clear and clear river water red.

The Communists ran in all directions under the flames and screaming in the smoke of gunpowder. It's like a frightened little beast that is rampaging through the jungle. Many of the Communist Workers also had a raging fire on their bodies, and in an instant they became a living fire ghost, so they had to grab and dance in the air with their hands, and their mouths made a whimpering sound or scream, and jumped straight down the boat.

Some of them were burned by the flames before they could jump into the river. Many of the Communist Labor Army actually froze in place, raising their heads and staring at all kinds of firearms in the night sky, bursting out of the Dao firelight, and their eyes were full of despair.

This scene seemed so familiar to Floating You, more than a year ago, in the south of Shuoyue Island, Xiao Jiajun also dealt with him in this way.

In the air, Yu Rong and three hundred Yu people and three hundred people circled and flew around the warship fleet, constantly igniting the firearms* incendiary canisters and other items in their hands, and smashed them into the enemy army and the enemy warships under them.

"Fight! Fight!" Yu Rong, who was at the head of the group, let out a sharp bird whistle from his mouth, piercing the night sky, and shouted to his soldiers in his high-pitched and loud voice: "For all that we hold dear, for the people behind us, for the sake of your loved ones, and for the families and homes you want to protect, fight!

After staying with Xiao Shizhu for a long time, he also understood what the power of language was, and mastered this power. In just a few words, a brazen invasion, sneak attack and massacre were decorated with a noble and incomparably glorious mission.

made his subordinates, within minutes, boil again.

In this war, the already small country of Jiuyou suddenly became short of troops. As a last resort, Xiao Shizhu issued a national mobilization order, ordering all men from 14 to 55 years old to temporarily serve in the military for one year.

At this moment, many of the night raid special forces led by Yu Rong are new recruits who have just entered the battlefield for the first time. Although they have already undergone urgent tactical training and military training, after all, they are still a little nervous and frightened when the scene of real swords and guns and bloody flesh and blood is flying in front of them.

And when they saw the vivid ghost lives, after they flashed in front of their eyes, they felt a little guilty in their hearts, so they didn't dare to make a move.

But after Yu Rong finished speaking, these recruits, who were still a little cowering, suddenly became high-spirited, forgetting what fear and nervousness were, and also adding a little confidence.

They no longer watched, but lit their hands*, summoned up their courage and shook their wings, and made a swoop down on the fleet below, throwing the fuse* that had quietly flowed away with time, and the lead had burned two-thirds of the way, to the panicked and frightened enemy.

Then, in the gale brought by the explosion, they raised their noble birds' heads, and once again shook their wings and flew into the air beyond the reach of the enemy.

Overlooking those enemy troops scattered and fleeing, without even a decent counterattack, these recruits of the Xiao family army immediately had an inexplicable excitement and joy, which lingered in their hearts for a long time, making them involuntarily let out a long howl of excitement.

And on the river, floating is worthy of a generation of famous generals.

After a short period of astonishment and stunnedness, he came to his senses, and the first thing he did was to immediately gather the people of the Gonggong clan under him.

Since the last time he fought with Xiao Jiajun and found out that the other party had formed a flying force with Yumin, he had been thinking about countermeasures.

And these clansmen of the Gonggong clan are exactly a guillotine he prepared for the feather people.

These self-proclaimed old gods are all ancestors of the divine arts, not to mention the body protection, and their bodies that have been transformed by the ancient gods are born to know how to sense water spirits and override the souls of water spirits.

Under the command of the floater, they were organized into several squads.

Some of them danced their sleeves calmly, and then the silver-white light of the cuffs flashed around their sleeves, and at this time, the river water was sensed, and rose from the middle of the river, turning into huge columns of water that gathered but did not disperse.

As their arms danced, the columns of water came to life, like pythons that stalked in the night, and began to spin and writhe, speeding towards the places where the ship was on fire.

The place passed through was wet, and countless waves of flames and flames were instantly extinguished under the violent impact of the water column, leaving only the white smoke that rose after the intersection of cold and heat.

The other part of the clan held their hands high, straight to the sky, palms facing the sky with five fingers open, and words in their mouths; at first glance, their movements were not much different from the evil teachings of the world.

It's just that they are much more powerful than those cultists who pretend to be ghosts.

In an instant, dark clouds suddenly gathered in the cloudless night sky. Lightning bolts, accompanied by dull thunder, churned through the dark clouds, illuminating the night sky flickering and brightening.

The torrential rain and the swirling dark clouds gathered over the heads of the Communist Workers' Army, and quickly turned into a huge whirlpool as scheduled. In an instant, the heavens and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a curtain of beads.

The dense raindrops gradually blurred the vision. When they smashed on the bodies of the Feathered People and the Fools, they actually beat them all over their bodies.

It can be seen that its strength is not small.

Fortunately, the drummers are not wet. However, the wings that grow on the back of the feather people cannot withstand the long-term rain soaking. Otherwise, their shiny feathers will stick together and cannot stretch, and they will not be able to fly.

Seeing this, Yu Rong suddenly knew that something was wrong, and took advantage of the fact that many * in his hands were not yet damp, so he no longer hesitated, and after leading the troops to ignite these*, he made a sudden swoop towards those Gonggong clans.

After throwing his hand* at them, he rose up with his troops and fled to the east.

Dozens of feathered people were already soaked with their feathers when they dived, and they lost their ability to fly, and they stumbled in mid-air, like a kite with a broken string, and then slammed into the river or on the deck of an enemy ship.

When the Communist Labor Army saw them landing on the deck, they fluttered their wings in embarrassment, struggled to fly but could not do anything, and immediately surrounded them.

When these birds saw that the matter had come to this point, and knew that they were going to die, they stopped struggling and were ready to sacrifice.

Almost unanimously, when the Workers approached, they set fire to the ones that were hidden under their clothes, tied around their waists, and not yet wet from the rain.

Then, with the corners of their mouths raised, one turned over to face the sky, and finally took a deep look at their beloved sky. There is only fearlessness and calmness in the eyes......

When Yu Rong flew back to Tiantong City with his subordinates, he found that the six hundred strong men he brought out had only returned more than four hundred.

Most of them were not killed during the attack, but when they retreated, they were washed by the rain and lost their ability to fly and fell into the hands of the enemy, or they were directly knocked unconscious by the rushing water column.

Looking at these surviving subordinates in front of him, Yu Rong had mixed feelings in his heart, even though he had been on the battlefield several times, experienced a hundred battles, and was accustomed to seeing life and death, he couldn't help but feel a trace of grief.

But in the end, he still held back the grief for the time being, did not write his emotions on his face, but looked around at his subordinates, smiled indifferently with satisfaction, and said loudly: "Today, we not only penetrated deep into the enemy's belly, but also severely damaged the enemy army. Today, each of us ghosts is a well-deserved warrior, a warrior who fights for his family and homeland!".