Song Zhe's wishful thinking worked to some extent, at least he was not defeated by a single blow.
After several rounds of resistance, the forward warship was finally unable to withstand the enemy. Seeing this situation, Song Zhe had a dark face and held his sword, unmoved.
Finally, the enemy's warship formation pressed forward heavily, changing from an awl shape to a straight-line formation of flying geese. This row already has an advantage in terms of numbers.
After the forward warship was fully occupied by the enemy, Song Zhe waved his sword, and the warships not far behind released tens of millions of arrows.
ah!
Someone is always going to be caught off guard and shot.
But at this time, the small fishing boats full of infantry on the opposite side rushed through the gap between the boats like arrows.
Among them, Xie Laosan led a group of Beggar Clan disciples and quickly rushed ahead with their wooden oars dancing like flowers.
"Shoot the arrow, shoot the arrow quickly!"
Seeing this situation, a general on the warship in front of the Northern Army rushed to give orders.
Whoosh...
There were indeed many arrows shot out, but Xie Laosan and others were very alert. They paddled with one hand and waved their swords with the other, driving most of the arrows into the water.
When another round of arrows was about to be fired, they were already a few meters away from the ship, which was no longer the optimal shooting range for the bows and arrows.
"rise!"
Xie Laosan shouted loudly, and a tall Beggar Clan disciple suddenly lifted up a thick rope with an iron hook in front and swung his arm.
call!
The rope was shaken straight by him and flew up to the bow of the ship.
Benedict!
The iron hook penetrated three-thirds of the wood at once, and was directly nailed into the plank of the bow.
"Quick, cut it off!"
The general stood on the upper level of the ship, shouting in panic.
However, everything is just a flash of lightning. When the brother threw the hook, Xie Laosan was already flying into the air. As soon as the hook was tightened, he also flew up. As soon as he landed, he used one move to fight in all directions at night, forcing back the enemy troops that were approaching.
Then, several more brothers either climbed up on the rope, or used the power of the rope to jump up using Qinggong.
This time, Xie Laosan had no scruples and jumped into the enemy's army, killing all sides happily.
Within a moment, the warship gradually turned into a melee as the Beggar Brothers and other sergeants invaded.
"Bump it away!"
Behind, Wu Yingxiong, who was temporarily blocked by the Northern Army's forward warship and was unable to come over smoothly, gave the order decisively.
Of course, this takes some work.
However, with the overall strength of the troops, in addition to being in the way of facing these forward warships, the front and rear ends of the formation have already gone around and are attacking the flanks of the Northern Army.
Song Zhe stared closely at the most luxurious warship opposite, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
A general in silver armor was looking towards him with a spear in one hand. On the left and right of this man, there are two other fierce generals, also in armor, one holding a long spear and the other holding a long halberd, which is really majestic.
"Come here, bring me the bow!"
Song Zhe secretly thought that that person must not be an ordinary person. If he could get lucky and achieve success with one arrow, it might not be a good thing.
Bow, get it quickly.
It is also a five-stone bow that ordinary people cannot pull.
He stretched his bow, nocked an arrow, and fully drew the string. Song Zhe's eyes were fixed on the man.
Whoosh!
With a sound, the bow string trembled freely after being reset, but the arrow went straight to the target like a shooting star.
"King of England, be careful!"
The first person to see this cold arrow was Old Bear, who was patrolling back and forth with a knife.
At this time, Gui Yunzheng, Xu Lang, and He Huairen were looking at the ship where Xie Laosan and others were fighting.
Xu Lang, who was closest to the old panda, heard his shout and struck out with one palm without thinking. The whirlwind palm power surged out and blocked Gui Yunzheng directly.
The arrow was originally coming very fast, but when it got close, it was blocked by the strength of his palm. It was already being held in his hand as it was being pulled along.
