"Die ~!"
Nakamakawa Yuo saw the despair and sorrow on Father Meng's face from mid-air, and a bloodthirsty thrill rose in his heart. This person in front of him had ruined his plans, and now, he could finally cut him in half.
At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away by the wind, and the moon revealed its beautiful face. The bright moonlight poured down, and the sword in Nakamakawa Yuo's hand reflected a beam of light. It shone on Father Meng's face, making his face look extremely pale ~!
"Youliang ~!"
Feng Zhihua's heart was filled with grief. He knew a little about Meng Youliang's family background, and now, the pillar of this family of four was going to die on his ship. This made him feel extremely guilty.
"Farewell ~! Hao'er, Yaya, Yulan ~! "
Meng Youliang painfully thought as he felt the wind from the sword on his forehead. He didn't want to die, but he tried his best.
"Hmph ~!"
Whoosh whoosh whoosh ~!
At this moment of life and death, a cold snort sounded in the night without warning. Three arrows suddenly shot from the side of the ship. The arrows were like flowing lights, and the intense friction between the arrowhead and the air made three explosive sounds. Upon closer inspection, the bodies of these three arrows were actually made of fine iron ~!
Clang! Clang ~! Clang ~!
The three iron arrows were like meteors, carrying a huge amount of energy, and shot on the blade of Nakamakawa Yuo's sword one after another. The sword that was originally moving forward was suddenly stopped in mid-air by these three arrows, and a series of clanging sounds were heard, and each sound was louder than the last. Nakamakawa Yuo was suddenly hit by a huge force, and he couldn't help but slow down. When the third arrow hit the blade, he could no longer control his body, and his whole body was directly shaken and sent flying.
Pfft ~!
Nakamakawa Yuo knelt on the deck with one knee. His hair was disheveled, and he looked like a crazy demon. Suddenly, he felt his Qi and blood surging, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Three arrows, just three arrows, and they were only on the blade. The impact from the sword alone was enough to make him spit out blood. The power of these three arrows was obvious ~!
"Master ~!"
Nakamakawa Yuo instantly understood that he had met a master that he had never met in his life. Without hesitation, he turned around and jumped into the sea ~!
"Retreat ~!"
Before he fell into the water, he remembered the rest of the people on the ship, so he shouted loudly.
"Hmph! You want to run? "
Whoosh ~!
A bone-chilling voice came from the night sky, followed by another sharp arrow, aiming straight for Nakakawa Yuto's back.
Pfft ~!
"Ah ~ ~!
This was the sound of an arrow piercing into flesh, followed by Nakamura Yuo's miserable cry. From the moment he raised his blade to kill Meng Youliang to the moment he was hit by the arrow and fell into the water, it took less than ten breaths of time. At this moment, hearing his screams, the rest of the pirates on the ship immediately reacted and were scared out of their wits.
"Hurry up and run! Boss is injured, and the Tang Empire's army is chasing us! "
"Don't kill me!"
The pirates on the deck immediately fled in all directions. They wanted to jump into the sea to escape, but they heard the voice of the person from before coming from the side of the ship.
"Heh! These bastards still want to run ~? Release the arrows! Leave no one alive! Look carefully and shoot. Don't accidentally hurt the people on the boat! "
"Yes, Island Master!"
There were dozens of people shouting in unison, and they were actually speaking Chinese.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh ~!
Following that, arrows rained down on the pirates on the ship!
Pfft, pfft, pfft ~!
In the blink of an eye, more than ten pirates fell one after another. Lying on the deck, Meng Youliang finally had the time to turn over and look in the direction of the sound just now. He saw that there were actually more than ten ships about 50 steps away from the merchant ship. The leading ship was only slightly smaller than the merchant ship he was on. He saw dozens of strong men standing on it. The leader was a burly man close to seven feet tall with a face full of beard. As for his appearance, Meng Youliang couldn't see it clearly because he was too far away.
"This … this isn't the imperial court's army!"
Meng Youliang was shocked because he saw that these people were wearing tattered clothes and looked even more like bandits than the group of people just now.
Meng Youliang, who had just escaped from the tiger's den, felt as though he had fallen into the wolf's den at this moment. However, the other ships were already approaching. Before this group of "bandits" next to him arrived, the imperial court's army should also be able to arrive.
"This is bad! This is bad! "
Meng Youliang suddenly caught a glimpse of the blazing fire on the ship. He used all his strength to prop up his body and shouted at Feng Zhihua, who was beside him in a daze, "Boss Feng, quick! Quick! Quickly help me change the course, we can't let this fire ship crash into the fleet! "
After saying that, he gritted his teeth, stood up, and then staggered toward the sails of the merchant ship. The sails that used to be effortless now required him to pull with all his strength. Because he used too much strength, the wound on his back instantly split open, and his already bright red undershirt was now bleeding.
"Youliang, hold on, this old man will help you control the rudder!"
At this moment, Feng Zhihua had already recovered from his shock. He saw that Father Meng was covered in blood, but he was still controlling the sails. He hurriedly bypassed the fire and rushed to the rudder. After all, the sails only provided the ship with power and controlled the sailing ship's speed. The rudder determined the direction of the merchant ship! This required at least two people to cooperate with each other to make this fire ship turn around and leave the main fleet as soon as possible!
… … …
"Prince, it's not good! The merchant ship in front is on fire, and it's rushing here at full speed! "
Li Xiaogong took a dozen of his personal guards to a large ship at the back of the fleet in a small boat. After a while, he heard the soldiers on the mast's observation deck anxiously shouting.
Li Xiaogong was shocked. He hurriedly went to the stern of the ship and saw a burning merchant ship about a hundred feet in front of him.
"Prince, this subordinate will escort you to retreat!"
The general next to him was shocked and quickly bowed with cupped fists.
It was only a distance of a hundred feet, there was no time to raise the anchor and turn around. Not to mention that they had nowhere to turn because there were endless ships of all sizes behind them. If it weren't for this reason, Li Xiaogong wouldn't have come here in a small boat.
"Retreat ~? Retreat to where ~? If this prince retreats, what will happen to this large fleet? During the Three Kingdoms, Zhuge Liang burned many camps. Today, a few petty thieves want to imitate Zhuge Liang ~? This prince will not be like Cao Cao ~! Come, order the ships at the back to turn around and form a line to block the fire ship! "
Li Xiaogong ordered with a pale face.
"Prince! You can't ~! "
The young general shouted.
"Bastard ~! This is a military order! You dare to disobey ~? "
Li Xiaogong said coldly as he pulled out the long sword at his waist and placed it on the general's neck.
"Report ~! Prince ~! There are survivors on the merchant ship in front. They seem to be the crew on the ship. They are turning the ship around, and the fire ship has begun to deviate from the course! And there are more than a dozen sailboats beside them. They are not our people ~! "
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