Hechuan Dongshan Black Stone Gorge.

The three Song warships were arranged in a triangle, and they were rapidly advancing under the impetus of the surging river.

On the deck of the battleship in front of the center, a Taishi chair covered with tiger skin was placed, Yang Feng sat on it with a proud face, and behind him stood Meng Ge's Nine White Silks, and behind the Nine White Silks was a huge war drum, a drummer with a big waist and a round waist kept waving the drumsticks shirtless, and the thunderous drums echoed in the canyon, and on the two battleships that were slightly dragged behind on both sides each had the same war drum, and the drummers were also constantly beating, and the three battleships were rushing straight forward without stopping.

In front of them was a large fleet.

At least more than fifty warships went upriver several hundred meters wide.

This is the retreating Mongol naval army.

The commander is Marshal Niu, a Mongolian nobleman, the ancestor is Temujin's personal guard, before he led the army to capture Xichuan, he previously led the army down the river to Fuzhou in accordance with Meng Ge's order, led the water army down the river to cross Chongqing to Fuzhou, and locked the Yangtze River with a pontoon bridge in Fuzhou, but in the summer the river swelled and broke the pontoon bridge, and then was attacked by Lü Wende to break the defense line, he had to lead the army to retreat, and in the Jiangbei District of Chongqing Tongluo Gorge and Lü Wende continued to fight fiercely, but in Lü Wende and Chongqing defenders under the rout, and finally had to pack up the rout and retreat to Hechuan, and cooperated with Shi Tianze to defeat Lu Wende, who rescued Diaoyu City, in Heishi Gorge.

But now with Meng Ge killed, everything is meaningless, all the armies under Diaoyu City have begun to retreat, Shi Tianze has led the shore cavalry has also retreated, and he led the naval army to retreat as well.

He must retreat through Diaoyu City.

Then collided head-on with Yang Feng, who was going downstream.

"Xianzun, please use tea!"

A beautiful girl of sixteen or seventeen years old carefully served a teacup and said.

This is Yang Feng's cheap sister-in-law, her name is Lan Xiaoyu, she also fled to Diaoyu City, and the owner of his body is estimated to be a lover brother and sister, and the two of them met each other in the escape, and his body is the main one to earn military pay to support her, and one day in the future he will roll the sheets, obviously this kid is also far-sighted, and knows to reserve winter food as soon as possible, but now it is cheap Yang Feng, this little girl is still very beautiful and lovely.

"Xiaoyu, go back to the cabin, don't splash blood later!"

Yang Feng took the teacup and said.

Xiaoyu lowered her head and stepped back shyly.

"Stop the boat, dock!"

Yang Feng said.

The three warships immediately turned to the shore, and at the same time Yang Feng stood up and picked up a special weapon from under his feet, which he personally made in Diaoyu City, which was actually a super giant knife, more than six meters long, shaped like an elongated sword, but the handle was only more than one meter, and there was an additional hammer-like counterweight at the back, the front end of the knife body was five meters long, the back of the knife was up to three centimeters thick, and the width was up to fifteen centimeters, and the counterweight of the handle was more than three hundred catties.

Pure alloy steel.

This is the takeaway of his fifth crossing.

His soul energy can manipulate matter more microscopically, if he used to be able to play a small game of water turning ice, but now he can go deep into the atoms of matter.

For example, he can change the shape of the metal, remove impurities in the metal, and ......

It is possible to turn pig iron into steel.

Although he can still only be within the range of his condensed energy entities, and the energy entities he currently condenses are less than the size of a grapefruit, but within the scope of this grapefruit, he can manipulate the atoms of matter at will, and if there is enough material change, he can even manually separate 235, and it is naturally not worth mentioning to remove pig iron impurities into steel, and even add other components to become alloy steel, in short, he is a god within the scope of this grapefruit.

However, he is still very rusty with the use of this ability, at most it is limited to things with a simple structure such as metal, if he has enough time to familiarize himself, just like the time and space of the Tang Dynasty, maybe he will be able to develop to a higher level.

Let's say, for example, more complex compounds.

For example, from inorganic to organic scaling.

This is all within the scope of what can be done.

It's a pity that his divine domain is only as big as a grapefruit, so what he can do is very limited, fortunately, it is not completely chicken like in the Tang Dynasty, if he keeps wearing it, he can expand his divine domain to cover the entire planet.

Then he is really a god.

But in terms of the rate of growth and the frequency of this target......

He raised the exaggerated giant knife with one hand and sighed, and then jumped up and fell into the river with a splash of spray.

At this time, the enemy fleet on the opposite side was still less than a mile apart, and on the decks of those battleships, all the Mongolian sailors watched this scene in amazement, watching him disappear into the river with the exaggerated giant knife, and then looked at each other there, and under the impetus of the east wind behind them, this fleet went up the current extremely slowly, and on the water in front of them, a faint trace of mud and sand kept approaching, and soon the Mongolian soldiers on the deck saw this scene, and stood in the bow of the ship in panic one by one, looking at the traces of mud and sand one after another.

The trail quickly closed the distance, as if a monster was approaching underwater.

The Mongol sailors on the deck immediately raised their bows and arrows and fired at the water, and even the bed crossbows were aimed at the front of the trace, and some people threw boulders with trebuchets, but all their efforts were in vain, and the trace continued to move forward firmly, and soon reached the front of the front-line battleship.

Then it suddenly stopped.

The Mongolian sailors on deck stared at the water with their weapons trembling.

A long thorn suddenly pierced.

The next moment, the surface of the water suddenly exploded.

In a burst of screams, a figure with a splash of water rose into the air, and the long thorns above the figure reflected a dazzling light......

"Look at my Huaxia Slashing Sword!"

A roar rang through the sky.

With the fall of that figure, the dazzling light suddenly slashed down like an afterimage, and instantly slashed on the deck of this battleship more than a foot wide, and under this terrifying slashing force, the front end of this river warship was cut off at once......

Well, this is not a naval battleship.

These inland river warships, especially those on the Sichuan River, are nothing more than flat-bottomed sailing ships that are more than ten meters long and a few meters wide, and this is not a mighty river in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, but nothing more than activities in the Jialing River system. And these battleships are all made of fir or pine, most of them are actually made of fir wood, not to mention Yang Feng's ship knife, this thing is a three-hundred-pound iron rod, with his terrifying power volley, the result will also be broken, not to mention that he is a giant knife, the entire front end of the battleship was almost cut off by him like tofu, and then the river surged in, and instantly began to sink rapidly in the dream-like eyes of those Mongolian sailors on the deck.

At the same time, the river exploded again, and Yang Feng, who was holding the Huaxia Ship Chopping Knife, jumped high like a god, and fell from a height of almost two zhang, and at the same time as the fall, the giant knife roared down and slashed at the front of the deck of the next battleship.

It's also a one-knife cut.

Before the Mongolian sailors on the deck could react, the battleship also sank rapidly, and the sailors in the dazed state woke up and screamed like madness and tried to escape, but soon they were swallowed up by the turbulent river, and at this time the Mongolian sailors on the other warships also reacted, screaming in horror one by one and hurriedly sailed to the shore.

However, it was too late.

Yang Feng, who was holding a giant ship chopping knife, kept jumping out of the water again and again, and then roared again and again and slashed down in the air, and the result of each cut down was that a Mongolian naval warship was cut off by him, and then brought into the bottom of the river by the surging river, this is the canyon section, the water is deep enough to submerge the battleship, leaving only the masts standing on the water, and soon the river has become a jungle of masts. The surviving Mongol sailors screamed in horror as they clung to their masts and watched as more ships sank under the terrifying onslaught, while the ships downstream turned to the shore in a panic, hoping to get away from the diabolical enemy before the nightmare hit, but it would take a little time for them to do the job in the rushing waters.

Yang Feng didn't leave them enough time, and soon he destroyed more than twenty warships, and then jumped onto the bow of the largest of them.

This one is too big.

It's beyond the capabilities of the Ship Chopper.

Yang Feng grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands, erected the sword in front of him, and then slowly looked up along the back of the knife with a proud smile, the five-meter-high blade above his head pierced the sky, reflecting the dazzling light in the sun, and opposite him, the marshal of the Mongolian naval army, Niu Lu, stood with a mace, standing behind a wall composed of shields, looking at Yang Feng with a gloomy face, those Mongolian naval soldiers were attacking in vain with divine arm bows and bows and arrows, and all the sharp arrows were knocked upside down on Yang Feng's body.

"Whoever offends me Huaxia, die!"

Yang Feng suddenly roared.

Immediately after that, the ship-chopping knife whistled and fell, Niu Ling subconsciously raised his hand, and at the same time that the shipbuilding behind him was chopped, the mace also slammed into the ship knife, and then it was pressed back like a straw and smashed on his head, and the wooden rod body was also cut into two pieces at the moment when the three-edged nails sank into Niu Lin's head, and the blade slashed into his head, and the three-centimeter-thick blade made his head explode directly, and then his body also became a splattered flesh, and in his flesh splash, the ship-cutting knife slashed into the deck, and then cut down the bottom of the ship.

The river poured in like a fountain.

The surviving Mongol sailors trembled as they looked at the severed deck, the shattered half-of the ship's building, and the puddle of rotten flesh they commanded, and suddenly they screamed at the same time, turned and jumped into the surging river.

Yang Feng pulled out the sword and put it on his shoulder.

Soon the battleship sank to the bottom of the river, but because of its tall hull, the river was actually just below the deck.

"Those who descend will not die!"

Yang Feng stood on the bow of the boat that was submerged and roared.

(Blackout, just called, and a chapter)