Luming Jiangkou.

"It's dark and dark, and the boat is about to touch the bow of the big boat. Grandpa was originally a fisherman, but today he killed the enemy by the river. I'm sitting and watching the master ascend to heaven."

Local fisherman Hu Er sang excitedly.

There was a burst of laughter around immediately.

Then, amid the laughter, he pulled out the torch next to him and threw it into the cabin behind him.

The cabin of this dilapidated fishing boat was filled with pine towers, pine needles and dry pine branches, which burned instantly as the torch fell, and the rolling smoke rose into the sky, and flames rose below the smoke. He adjusted the bow of the boat for the last time, and then jumped into the water with the sound of shells breaking through the air.

"Grandpa was a fisherman, but today he killed the enemy by the river!"

The fishermen around him who were also carrying small boats sang the same song happily, then pulled out the torches under their feet and threw them into their cabins. They watched the flames rise and finally adjusted the bow, and then jumped into the water like Hu Er. However, they did not wander, but relied on their superb water nature to swim under the water while constantly straightening the bow.

And in front of these small boats with flames are densely packed with warships.

These warships that were already in chaos were desperately firing at them. Cannonballs, shotguns, and even musket bullets whistling in the sky, constantly hitting them, stirring up water columns. No one of the fishermen holding the boats ran away. They sang their favorite songs like Hu Er, continuing to make sure that these burning fireboats did not deviate from their sails and collided together.

Fireboats are constantly hit by shells.

These are just the most ordinary small fishing boats. Any shell can be smashed, and even the fishermen holding the bow.

But there are too many fire boats.

At this moment, hundreds of such fire ships were rushing into the fleet on the river surface under the water flow entering the river.

They do not require power.

The Luming River flows into the Yangtze River.

In winter, the Yangtze River is in a dry season. The sudden drop in water level forms a sharp drop at the estuary. The turbulent water flows directly to the center of the river. These burning fire ships are just fine. As long as they are not sunk, they will definitely enter the fleet ahead. The crowded latter is the number, which will also cause a large number of fire ships to collide. This kind of attack is to fight for the number. As long as the number is enough, there will be more ants drowning. Hu Er and others just make sure they will not collide together. After all, there are too many fire ships.

Crowded on the river surface can easily collide with each other, eventually forming congestion.

The warships ahead of them were already turning around in panic, and even infantry rushed out on the deck, holding their bird guns to shoot at the fireboat.

But everything is in vain.

Everything is meaningless in front of the fireboat that is struggling down the Sei River.

"It's dark and dark, and the boat is about to touch the bow of the big boat. Grandpa was originally a fisherman, but today he killed the enemy by the river. I'm sitting and watching the master ascend to heaven."

Hu Er looked at the terrified faces on the warship ahead and continued to sing the lyrics he composed himself.

The tunes of this kind of Tongcheng song are the same, all of which are five sentences. Although the lyrics are fixed, those who can sing can be played freely.

Then he plunged into the water.

Just as he was holding his breath and wandering towards the reeds in the distance, his fireboat hit the warship in front of him. The rising flames instantly ignited the ropes on the warship. Just as the soldiers tried to push it away in horror, the burning rope ignited the sails. The next moment, everyone on the warship jumped into the river without hesitation, and the fire quickly ignited the deck, and the entire warship burned wildly. When the gunpowder on the gun position was ignited, it turned into an earth-shaking explosion.

Hundreds of fire ships that were going downstream at the same time were also quickly rushing into the main channel of the Yangtze River. They attacked completely by probability, but because there were too many numbers, including too many targets, those warships that had no time to hide were ignited one by one.

It is very laborious to turn a warship.

Especially for those who have no motivation, they rely solely on sails. Even if they see the fireboat hitting, it is difficult to avoid them.

After all, they are twenty or thirty meters long.

Even if he didn't hit the target, he continued to crash downstream on the Yangtze River.

The warships behind were constantly ignited.

In a blink of an eye, the entire river section was rising, thick smoke rolled, and huge explosions kept ringing. The burning wreckage of these warships continued to go downstream and aggravated the chaos behind. The fleet, which was originally going upstream, gave up without hesitation and leaned towards the shore as quickly as possible to avoid the main channel. In the chaos, there were even many panic stranded in the shallows.

Stranding is always better than being lit.

Some people directly enter Yijiangkou and approach the port in Wuhu.

It is the safest place because the water flow of Qingyi River will not float there.

"This demon."

Looking at the sea of ​​burning fire in front of him, Governor Dong said with his lips trembling.

His warship has already turned around. Now his best choice is to go to Wuhu as well, and then each unit lands on the shore to attack Sanshan. If he doesn't open Sanshan, he will definitely not be able to continue moving forward. The cannons there are waiting. If they go downstream, you can try to rush over with Yang Feng's artillery fire at speed, but don't talk about this kind of countercurrent.

His boat is not fast enough to walk!

At this speed, if you want to pass through a blockade area that is more than two miles long, you will basically sink as much as possible. Moreover, the channel is not wide in this season, and it is impossible to avoid the range of cannons. To the north, there are shallow waterways divided by sandbanks and reed marshes. There may be warships like him, but at least he doesn't know it now. In short, no matter what, he can only go to Wuhu first and find another way, but it is not easy to go to Wuhu now. They were originally at the front, but now they have become the last one.

There is a river section that is more than ten miles long between the Luming River Estuary and the Sanshan Mountains, and more than 100 warships have been cut out.

In front of them were lit reeds, burning wreckage of warships, and unburned fire ships, as if they were a sea of ​​fire, and even the evening sky was stained with thick smoke.

Moreover, the downstream warships are already entering Yijiangkou.

They have to wait.

More importantly, there are still fire boats waiting on the Luming River. Who knows how much the demon has done, and just bewitching his demonic ability. I am afraid that all the unlucky people in this area will be shipped.

And this is a water town by the Yangtze River, so there is no shortage of small boats.

So they have to break through.

Fortunately, those who have already docked in Wuhu will quickly land and march towards Lumingjiang, and then use cannons and muskets to disperse these fire ships.

All the Governor General needs to do is wait.

"Mr. Kuo'an, since that's the case, he will fight to the death with him. His army is already here. Even if Qi Jin and other troops head south, it will take at least two days to arrive. What's more, we can block them in Wuhu and then concentrate heavy troops to encircle and annihilate the demon in the three mountains. After all, it's him. As long as he dies, it's easy for those rebels and unlucky people to kill people. At that time, you will be Guo Fenyang, the current Ming Dynasty, who recreates."

The staff said.

"Guo Fenyang dared not hope, I just wanted peace in the world."

Governor Dong sighed as if he was worried about the country and the people.

"Kun Kuo'an is really a loyal minister!"

The staff quickly flattered.

Then the next moment, countless screams of horror interrupted their dreams...

"Fireship, fireship, there is a fireship behind!"

"Go away quickly, there is a fireboat behind!"

...

Amid the chaotic screams, they looked back at the upstream in shock.

On the river surface of their upstream, countless small boats were blocking the river, and all the small boats were filled with firewood.

"Hurry, go!"

Governor Dong shouted in horror.

He didn't need to give orders at all. After seeing the dense small boats upstream, all the warships began to turn around. Fortunately, they turned downstream at this time, and it was easy to turn around. All the warships on the Yangtze River section of the more than ten miles turned south. However, as soon as the first warship entered the mouth of the Luming River, the terrifying black smoke on the Luming River rose again, and then fire ships rushed out.

The unlucky warship was then hit and started to burn quickly.

However, the other ship successfully passed and then fled at full speed towards Wuhu...

"Quick, don't stop, rush over, rush over!"

Governor Dong howled anxiously behind him.

All the warships blocked here were crowded on the Yangtze River for more than ten miles. Regardless of the fire ships rushing out of the Luming River mouth, they continued to advance at full speed downstream. Then one by one, they were constantly hit, but more successfully passed. Under the reflection of the raging fire, they escaped the heavens with the sound of explosions.

Then……

"Fireship, there is another fireship!"

A howling sounded like a collapse.

Governor Dong turned his head in shock and looked at the reed marsh they were about to pass by with desperate eyes.

In the waterway between Shazhou there, countless burning fire boats flocked out, like a group of flame monsters, plunging downstream and obliquely...

"Change, turn around..."

The staff howled desperately.

But everything was meaningless. The fire ships and their warships were driven by the same current, like two straight lines of intersection. The helmsman of the ship was madly adjusting their course, but it was not easy for the warships to turn down the current, not to mention that dozens of fire ships came. They collided like to torpedoes in the desperate gaze on the warship. The helmsman's steering made the warship finally cross the line, and the two fire ships that had originally had to crashed into drifting by next to them.

But the three burning fire ships behind hit the stern with raging flames.

Then the warship burned...

"Mr. Kuo'an, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, look, they all jump!"

As the flames rose, the staff anxiously urged them.

After saying that, he carried a gourd himself and jumped down first.

"Master, jump quickly!"

On one side, the two slaves picked up Governor Dong and jumped down without hesitation.

"I'm sorry for the emperor, uh, help me, I can't do anything to water..."

Governor Dong's howl rang out immediately.
Chapter completed!