Chapter 5 The Burning Furagawa
Wu Shunxiao is a subordinate general under Li Changjie, and when Li Changjie cut off his crotch and commanded the battle for the first time, he was Li Changjie's right-hand man.
This person has a keen sense of smell and is always able to find the enemy's flaws. This time, Li Changjie took advantage of the night to send 8,000 elites down the river, and he was the commander of these 8,000 people.
The black clouds in the night obscured the light from the sky, and according to Li Changjie's instructions, Wu Shunxiao did not dare to let his subordinates light the lights, for fear of exposing the target.
Under the dark night sky, he couldn't see his five fingers, and he didn't know if he was afraid of this level of darkness, or because of other reasons, Wu Shunxiao always felt a little uneasy in his heart.
Standing on the deck with his hands behind his back, Wu Shunxiao looked at the dark river, silent, and didn't know what he was thinking.
The Furagawa River is long, but its width is slightly narrower than that of other rivers. The 40-zhang wide river can only allow the two big ships of Jiaozhi to sail side by side on the river at the same time.
Perhaps the people of Jiaozhi were not very satisfied with the width of the Fuliang River, but the soldiers of the Takashu and Heping summer camps could not be more satisfied.
If it were any wider, you might be exhausted by swimming to the side of the boat.
Although the soldiers of the Pingxia camp were trained to swim, they did not conduct targeted training. If you want to talk about the level, it is almost the average level of the Great Song Water Division.
Since the current of the Fuliang River is not fast, the sound of the water is not very loud. Fortunately, in order to pursue speed, the Jiaozhi people dug holes in the middle of the boat and paddled.
Therefore, the sound of Gao Shu and others when they went into the water was drowned out by the sound of these oars.
Carrying the stone paint, the soldiers of the Pingxia Battalion approached the big ship of Jiaozhi slowly moving in the river without danger.
Then the soldiers of the Pingxia Battalion stuck the daggers they carried with them into the boat and climbed all the way to the edge of the deck. Like ants carrying food, the soldiers of the Pingxia Battalion poured all the stone paint in small wooden barrels on a corner of the deck.
Although the movement they made was not loud, the cross-toed soldiers with pointed ears still sensed that something was wrong.
Calling for the others to come and investigate, they saw a dark shadow wriggling around the ship.
A few people approached and smelled a strange smell. In addition, the black shadow made them afraid in their hearts, so they didn't dare to step forward for a while.
One of them tentatively asked if one of his companions was joking with him.
As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of fire lit up from the stern of the ship.
By the light of the fire, they could see that the stern deck, which should have been clean, was covered with a black liquid, and it was still flowing slowly forward.
Just as they sensed that something was wrong and drew their knives and were about to shout, the man in the stern of the boat threw the fire in his hand onto the black liquid......
There was a muffled bang, and the boat was suddenly illuminated by the firelight.
"There are water ghosts!" The warning of the soldiers on board was heard by the other ships, and the soldiers of Jiaozhi were immediately confused
A clump.
The fire grew bigger and bigger, and the most desperate thing was that the flame could not be extinguished with water. In a short time, the entire stern of the ship caught fire, and it is still spreading.
In the darkness of the fingers, the fire of the ship lit up the night. The soldiers of the Pingxia battalion under the water swam back to the shore, and then began to shoot fire arrows at the boats in the river with their crossbows and longbows.
The sudden attack made the Cochin people panic, especially the large ship that had been half eaten by the flames, and even more made the Cochin soldiers in the following ships tremble.
By the light of the fire, they could see how hard the people on the ship were trying to extinguish the fire with water. But their behavior is like aiding and abetting, and the more water is splashed, the bigger the fire will be, and the faster the fire will spread.
The soldiers were all heartbroken, and Wu Shunxiao was no better. Even if Li Changjie was here, he couldn't have imagined that the Song people would actually expect their behavior, and then set up an ambush here, and when his ship arrived, he began to attack.
But Wu Shunxiao has been on the battlefield for a long time after all, and he still reacted quickly. He ordered the lights to be lit and the crossbowmen on the ship to counterattack the Song ambush on the shore.
At the same time, he also asked the front ship to speed up and leave this land of right and wrong quickly.
But just as he was thinking this, a ball of sparks fell on the river about ten zhang in front of him.
Wu Shunxiao took advantage of the light to see a black and complete river......
The flames and black smoke that rose into the sky blocked Wu Shunxiao's way forward, and in front of him was a raging Fuliang River.
The half-burned ship was finally overwhelmed and made a creaking sound of disintegration. The Jiaozhi soldiers on the boat cried for their father and mother to abandon the ship and jump into the river, struggling to swim to other boats.
The burning Fuliang River reflected the entire night sky as bright as day, but this scene fell in Wu Shunxiao's eyes, like a purgatory on earth.
Why did Furajiang catch fire? Why is there such a scene on the Fura River? Could it be that the Song people are enslaving the evil ghosts of hell?!
Wu Shunxiao has never believed in Amitabha, but the scene in front of him has to remind him of this aspect.
"Lord Wu! What to do with Lord Wu! ”
Seeing that the fleet was getting closer and closer to that sea of fire, Wu Shunxiao's subordinates began to get anxious.
Aggressive sounds come into the ears, followed by a noisy and chaotic sound. This is the Song people's fire arrow shot on the ship, and his soldiers are organizing to extinguish the fire.
Do you want to move on? Wu Shunxiao was also confused, and his proud sense of smell on the battlefield couldn't judge where to go next.
It will definitely not be possible to move on, no matter how you look at that sea of fire, it is tantamount to suicide to plunge into it at the current speed.
But what about stopping? These Song people's arrows seem to be inexhaustible, there is already one
Ships were set on fire by their shots.
The most odious thing is that they still use whirlwind cannons. A stone bullet smashed it, and the ship was a big hole. It's okay if it doesn't enter the water, but if it enters the water, the boat will be terrible.
"Lord Wu! Lord Wu should think of a way! ”
The subordinates were anxiously urging, Wu Shunxiao took a deep breath, closed his eyes, his heart was horizontal, and said loudly: "All abandon the ship!" All soldiers! Abandon ship!
After abandoning the ship, swim to the river and gather! ”
The subordinate listened and nodded vigorously. Then the order was loudly conveyed, and soon the remaining soldiers on the ships had received the order, and they abandoned the ships and jumped into the river.
The sound of plopping into the water was endless, and one of Gao Shu's subordinates smiled and said, "Boss, do you think this looks like a dumpling?" ”
"Less nonsense." Takaki frowned, put the arrow wrapped around the oilcloth around his shoulder, and then lit it with a torch, and pulled the bow arm to shoot an arrow into the big ship of Cochin.
"If you order all their boats, people won't chase them, and they won't be able to catch up."
As he spoke, an arrow flew out of nowhere and slashed Takaki's cheek. Gao Shu frowned, and only wiped the wound with the back of his hand before continuing to shoot arrows.
Wu Shunxiao regretted it a little when he jumped into the river, and in a hurry, he actually forgot to take off his armor and jumped down. Fortunately, I was not bad at the water, so I took off my armor underwater and swam to the riverbank.
After trying to climb up, Wu Shunxiao lay on his back on the river bank panting.
Watching the dozen or so ships slowly sail into the sea of fire ahead, Wu Shunxiao closed his eyes in pain.
Billowing black smoke rose into the sky, and even Wu Shunxiao, who was some distance away, was choked and coughed.
Those dozen ships must have been burned to ashes, don't even think about it.
One after another, soldiers swam from the river, and some went down shirtless to save people. Wu Shunxiao didn't dare to think about how much elite he had lost this time, he lay on the ground weakly, staring blankly at the moon that showed half of his face after the dark clouds dispersed.
Why does the heavens always favor the Song people so much? Whether it's the time or the location, why can't I have this kind of luck?
Wu Shunxiao was extremely depressed, looking at the crescent moon in the sky, he only felt that his chest was stuffy and his throat was sweet. He felt that the moon seemed to be laughing at his own inadequacy, as if to say that you are not worthy of God's favor at all.
The night breeze came at the right time, and Wu Shunxiao, who was soaked in water, was soaked in water, and the night breeze of Fuliangjiang made people feel cold at this moment.
I tried twice to sit up but failed, looking at my subordinates who were lying on the ground panting like dead fish, and hearing the sound of Jiang Zhongxia shouting for help, Wu Shunxiao finally spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and then tilted his head, and then there was no sound.
"Lord Wu! Kure-sama! ”
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