In verse 48, two daggers are staggered, and they are stabbed again to the left. With such a fast distance, even Zuo Wei is overwhelmed. In his busy schedule, he had to lift the long sword in his hand again to block it. There was a crisp sound of "dang", and although he blocked the other party's blow again, he was shocked to the point that his throat was sweet, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood directly, and sat on the deck.

As the city lord of the organ, Lan Ling is also a nine-stage master. Naturally, he didn't pay attention to such a small general. At this time, although the sound of killing was still shocking on the entire river, Jiang Xin's shouting and killing could be vaguely heard. That is the enemy's more than 20,000 naval troops finally unable to resist and will be wiped out. Once the army in the middle lane is freed up, the numerical advantage of their own side will be even more obvious, and it will only be a matter of time before they take Nanning City.

He thought about it, and couldn't help but smile on his lips, Nanning, the promise that the captain promised him should also be fulfilled. At that time, the city of institutions will no longer be a city, but a veritable country. His position as the lord of the country is also worthy of the name. No one dares to make irresponsible remarks anymore. There was a sudden shout next to him, and two more black-armored soldiers rushed up, and the Pu knife in his hand was left and right, taking his left and right sides respectively. He couldn't help but frown. This group of soldiers didn't know what was going on, they knew they were going to die, but they still didn't retreat. is as cold as he is, and he is a little unbearable at this time. His feet were wrong, and the two daggers flashed like two poisonous letters. The two black-armored soldiers had just rushed to his side less than two feet, and their hands were raised high, but at this time, they seemed to be frozen.

Zuo Wei just sat up from the ground, looked up, and suddenly his eyes were split. I saw that the chests of the two of them were slowly cracking, their faces showed a look of pain, and blood slowly oozed from their chests. Lan Ling stepped forward violently, raised his hands at the same time, and struck the left and right elbows, which hit the chests of the two of them, and the two of them only had time to let out a last miserable snort, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and at the same time spewed out a mouthful of blood arrows, and fell from the boat into the river.

"Xiao Li, Ah Liu."

Zuo Wei was frightened and angry, and he tried his best to think about it, but his whole body was sore, and he couldn't lift the slightest strength. Lan Ling's whole body was covered in blood, but he didn't care. Unhurriedly, he wiped the blood on the dagger, then turned his head, and said with a pout: "Don't scream, did you jump off the river by yourself, or did the old man send you down?" ”

Zuo Wei didn't answer, he staggered to the deck with the long sword in his hand, and looked at him coldly. I have been crisscrossing the northern Xinjiang for decades, and I would never have dreamed that I would die in the hands of a nine-section master in the Eastern Han Dynasty on the big river. He suddenly wanted to laugh, and couldn't help but touch his chest, and there was a firework in his chest, which was the activation order for the jade to be burned.

At this time, on the river and the city, there were shouts of killing on both sides. Their dozens of small fighting ships were too small in such a huge and vast battlefield. But he knew that if he ordered all the Black Armor soldiers to ignite the explosives and tung oil bombs on the ship, now that the river was in a hurry, the shape would definitely be reversed.

When his hand touched the fireworks, he froze, because he saw that the old man opposite him had a strange face. I was a little surprised, and I didn't seem to understand. He couldn't help but turn his head to see that the setting sun was shining on the surface of the river, and the river wind was blowing, and the thin Lang jumped, stirring up the broken gold all over the river. In the sparkling waves, more than twenty clippers were rushing towards him, these people were wearing bright yellow cloaks, and they were sheathed with fast swords, who else could there be in the Guards Battalion.

The Black Armor was almost pushed to the shore by the enemy. The boats were fast, and in a few moments they were already under them. The fighting ship is not high, and the ship is very well loaded, so the draft is also deep, and the surface of the water is even less than three meters. The Guards Battalion was all a master of martial arts, and they all showed their bodies on the clipper, like huge dolphins, and jumped from the clipper to the fighting ship at the same time.

On this piece of the river, almost all the boats are the figures of the Black Armor Army and the Organ City Water Army. The water army of the organ city is skilled in water warfare, and no matter how powerful the black armor army is, after all, it is only good at cavalry warfare, and it is gradually at a disadvantage. If it weren't for the tenacious will, it is estimated that he would have been killed all the time. But even so, this is the end of the crossbow. Several of the ships were already full of soldiers from the Organ City Navy, who were desperately turning around and trying to support the other ships. If the Guards Battalion had come a little later, the black-armored army that had dominated the world would have to really disappear.

Lan Ling's expression was cloudy, and the outfit of the guards battalion was too conspicuous. At this time, I also understood who these people who were coming quickly. He secretly said in his heart: "This Wu Ming kid doesn't go anywhere else, what is he doing just to trouble himself?" "The combat power of the Guards Battalion is really strong, and Wu Ming still has a Chixiao Divine Weapon in his hand. Facing alone, even if he is a nine-dan master, he has a little drum in his heart. At this time, he only felt that the victory of this war was in his hands, and he was not willing to fight with the other party. But this guy on the ship is probably the leader of this group of soldiers, and he must be killed before leaving.

With his mind in mind, he put his feet on the deck, like a light smoke, but fast as a ghost, and rushed straight towards Zuo Yu. Zuo Wei was taken aback, and it was too late to dodge. Only then did he know that he had just been able to withstand the other party's attack, not because he was powerful, but because the other party had the mentality of a cat and a mouse, otherwise it would have lasted until now. But it is not his character to close his eyes and wait for death, and he doesn't care about the double dagger that the other party stabbed into his chest at the moment. Suddenly lifting the remnants of true qi, a sword slashed towards the opponent's head.

This is a lose-lose situation, if the other party insists on rushing to take his life, he will definitely be cut in two by the long sword.

Looking at the figure of the other party getting closer and closer, he calmed down instead. If you can bring a nine-dan master to accompany the funeral, even if it is death, it will be worth it. Knowing that his thoughts had not fallen, the other party's left foot touched the ground, and his body twisted like a noodle, narrowly avoiding this killer sword. The double daggers were still as fast as lightning, and they fell according to Zuo Wei's face.

Lan Ling sneered in his heart: "With this kind of speed and strength, you are still looking for yourself to fight hard? If you really want to be hit by him, you will really be laughed out of your big teeth. This man is also a warrior, so give him a whole corpse. As he was triumphant, he handed over a long sword from the oblique stab, and his double daggers happened to be stabbed into the sword. The daggers intersected, and only two crisp sounds of "ding" were heard. The tiger's mouth was numb, and a pair of daggers seemed to be pierced on the iron plate.

This man is a master.

Lan Ling's heart was shocked, and the person had already taken advantage of the ground and suddenly retreated.

It was Wu Ming who blocked him from attacking, and when he saw that Zuo was in danger, he jumped up in a hurry. Blocked the fatal blow.

After all, this was the full force of the nine-stage master's blow, and Wu Ming took these two blows, and his right arm was already sore. He secretly moved his right hand, but his heart was secretly anxious. He had already fought a big battle in the city just now, and his body had not recovered yet, and his left hand was still injured, so he was still very worried about this nine-stage master at this time.

But fortunately, he came in time, if he was a little later, Zuo Wei's life would be worried. At that time, even if he saved most of the black armor army, it would not be easy to explain to Li Yuan.

Lan Ling's feet were wrong, and the man was already standing firmly on the deck. Seeing Wu Ming at this time, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. It's just that this time it fell short. As soon as he swept out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wu Ming holding a snow-white silk scarf in his left hand, and blood was oozing out of it. And his right hand holding the sword trembled faintly. His heart suddenly seemed to be a mirror, this kid seems to be a strong crossbow? He was gloomy by nature, and when he saw that there was a advantage to take advantage of, he was willing to let it go, so he snorted lightly first, and his feet were a little deck, and people were as fast as a bolt of lightning. Straight towards Wu Ming again.

Now Wu Ming's oblique back is Zuo Worry, if he dodges. Zuo Wei will definitely not be spared. I had to grit my teeth at the moment. With a move of "wind and rain", Chixiao danced into a golden sword curtain on his chest. The opponent's dagger was as fast as a storm, and it had already rolled up. I could only hear a burst of "ding ding ding" like fried beans, and all the opponent's attacks fell on the sword curtain. Wu Ming only felt as if a mountain was rolling down, and his right palm was also numb. Chixiao could barely hold it, and was about to fly out of his hands. In desperation, he had to use his strength to vent his strength, and retreated more than a dozen steps in a row, waiting for the opponent's attack to rest for a while, and one of his feet had already stepped on the side of the ship.

Although the deck was made of hard oak, hard as iron, it could not stand his exertion. Wu Ming stepped all the way, and in the flying sawdust, many decks were cracked. He listened to the whimpering sound of the river behind him, but his heart was full of bitterness, don't save people this time, and explain yourself here. The nine-stage master launched Weilai, which he really couldn't resist alone, and last time there was a Yang Xiong, he didn't think that at this time it was already a dilemma.

Lan Ling sneered in his heart, he knew that Wu Ming could not last, so he decided to fight hard. Sure enough, this kid is now at the end of his rope. Now is a good opportunity to deal with this kid, he shouted wildly, the dagger in his right hand skyrocketed, stabbing at the opponent's chest, and his left hand took the opponent's left side, sealing Wu Ming's retreat. Wu Ming had no way to retreat, so he only used his long sword to block the dagger that was attacking the opponent's chest, and then turned slightly sideways to pass the attack on the left. The man also stepped back half a body again. He had already stepped on the side of the ship, and at this time almost half of his body was suspended in the air. I couldn't stabilize my body anymore, and I was about to fall off the bow of the ship. Suddenly, a spear came first, passing under his flank, with a sharp whistle, straight to the blue spirit face door.

This shot was extremely weird, and Rao is blue spirit art was bold, and he was also taken aback. Fortunately, he was in danger and jumped away suddenly. Looking at it, Yang Xiong had rushed up from below like a cannonball, grabbed Wu Ming by the way, and shouted, "My lord, are you okay?" ”

At this time, Lan Ling also knew that staying here any longer would definitely not be pleased. At this time, on the river, Jiang Xin's shouting and killing was almost inaudible, and it was obvious that his own soldiers had already eliminated the Jiangnan naval army in the middle by virtue of their numerical superiority, and they were pressing it with all their might. At this time, it is very unwise to fight with each other. He glanced at the two of them and didn't say much. With a light touch of the deck, people suddenly floated onto the side of the ship like a piece of shredded paper in the river breeze. With a few more feet, he had already jumped to a warship not far away, and after a few more ups and downs, he disappeared into the twilight. Above the river, only the wind in the remaining river is fierce, shouting and killing. It's as if nothing had happened.

Wu Ming didn't have time to thank Yang Xiong, so he went over and helped Zuo Wei and said, "Brother Zuo, are you okay?" Zuo Wei struggled to get up, coughed twice, and said, "Can anyone else stand up?" Hearing him shout, several soldiers got up from the pile of dead people, limped to the side of several people and stood still, and answered in unison: "My lord, we are here." ”

Zuo Wei waved his hand and said, "Blow the horn immediately and get everyone out of the battle." Unleash a fire attack. ”

Because the Black Armor Army is fighting immediately, it is inconvenient to use the sound of traditional golden drums. They followed the example of Beimeng and conveyed the command with the sound of a trumpet. One of the soldiers was probably Zuo Wei's personal soldier, and said, "Get the order." Then he took out a horn from his blood-stained bosom and blew it down. The deep, desolate trumpet sounded on the battlefield in an instant. At the sound of the trumpet, the small fighting ships that had already broken away from the battle gathered towards Zuo Wei's side.

At this time, on the river, the screams were boiling, and the sound was about to shake the sky. There were still more than a dozen fighting ships next to it engaged in broadside battles with the enemy, and they couldn't get out for a while. The shouts of killing in the river are almost inaudible. In the lower reaches, the reinforcements from Shuicheng were intercepted and killed by the enemy, and the battle was still intractable. Wu Ming couldn't care so much at this time, and said loudly: "Lord Zuo, come up with an idea." If you hesitate any longer, I'm afraid it's over. ”

The painful look on Zuo Wei's face flashed: "Wait a little longer." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the black armor on another fighting ship was wiped out, and the enemies turned around and rushed towards this side. If the order is not given again, I am afraid that the remaining dozens of warships will fall into a melee again. When the time comes, there will really be no way to recover. Zuo Wei gritted his teeth, took out a firework from his arms, shook his hand, and dragged a beautiful trajectory in the bright purple night sky. Then it explodes in the air and lasts for a long time.

As soon as the fireworks exploded, a ship burst out of the fighting ship and confronted the oncoming enemy ship. The two sides are entangled. All the fighting ships next to it suddenly sounded the familiar sound of a thunderbolt. "Huhuhu", in the night sky, countless altar-like things flew up from the ship, drawing countless arcs and falling forward. The jars were filled with jars of tung oil, sealed with mud and then thrown out by a thunderbolt. More than a dozen fighting ships in front are desperately resisting the enemy's frantic attack. Most of these canisters of tung oil landed on the decks of both sides of the melee. I could only hear the sound of "bang, bang, bang". The Black Armor Army's months of hard training were not in vain, these oil cans were densely packed, but the landing points were extremely accurate, most of them landed accurately on the warships in front, and only a few missed and fell into the river. Even in the upwind position, Wu Ming could smell a pungent smell of tung oil permeating the river.

"Gunpowder bombs are ready, put!" Zuo Wei looked at the dozen or so fighting ships in front of him that were entangled with the enemy, and almost cried and shouted out this order.

Before he could finish speaking, the screeching of the thunderbolt sounded again. I could only hear the sound of "poof", and countless fluorescent jars flew out again in the sound, flying towards the battlefield in front of them at great speed. The jars were filled with gunpowder, and the fluorescence was the fuse that lit on them. As soon as these explosive bombs arrived, only a rumbling sound was heard, and countless flames rose from the warship in front of them at the same time. These warships were already contaminated with a large amount of tung oil, and in the sound of the explosion, all the warships rose into the sky. For a while, the flames were raging, and the soldiers above let out a burst of screams, and they jumped off the deck and fell into the river with their bodies full of flames.