Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

On a dark and windy night, more than a hundred warships, large or small, were quietly driven out in Tushan Island, south of Baekje.

The warship was filled with shadows but silent. Occasionally, a flash of fire flashed by, and you could see everyone biting wooden sticks in their mouths.

The eight major Baekje clans have good backgrounds. After the maritime power of the entire country was wiped out, they could even bring together more than a hundred warships. Even though one-third of them came from the royal family, they were still a force that should not be underestimated.

But then again, nowadays, who can't save some trump cards? If he really foolishly reveals all his family's assets, he would probably have been removed from the eight major clans.

The book says it briefly. Two hours later, midnight will pass, and a huge black line will come into view on the warship on the distant sea level.

Danluo Island, arrived.

"Order everyone to keep quiet, disembark as quickly as possible, occupy the dock quickly, and wait for an opportunity to seize the Tang people's warships. No enemy ships must be allowed to escape." At the bow of the flagship, Fuyuzhang, who was personally expeditioned, issued an order to attack.

Then, ropes hung down from the boat, and countless black figures slid into the sea one by one along the rope.

Whether it was fear of the Tang people or the orders were really prohibited, in short, more than a hundred warships and about 20,000 soldiers made no sound, and they quietly touched Danluo Island.

"Wang, do you really want to destroy all the Tang people? If the Emperor of Tang does not give face to him, if the Tang Kingdom sends a large army to come, we may not be able to resist it." After all the people on the warship were disembarrassed, the Prime Minister said in confusion beside Fuyuzhang.

Fu Yuzhang shook his head and pointed to the dark sea, full of enthusiasm: "Prime Minister, as long as we can destroy all this navy, who knows that we did this, and where did the Emperor of Tang know that his navy has been wiped out! Besides, as long as we can take down this Tang navy, with our strength, we can completely imitate their warships and build our warships according to their warships. It doesn't take too long. In just one year, we will be able to deal with any situation."

"One year..." The Prime Minister frowned. He wanted to remind Fuyu Zhang that things change so much, but he still couldn't say it.

On the shore, more and more Baekje soldiers began to gather and touched the pier under the lights.

On the dock controlled by the Ocean Navy, sentries wearing leather armor yawned a big yawn and were about to change defenses. After the value is over, you can go back and have a good rest.

Beside him, his companion glanced at him: "Oh, Lao Ding, be careful that someone will attack him."

"Sneak attack? Who will sneak attack? You?" Old Ding smacked his lips: "If you ask me to tell me you are too careful. This Danluo Island... Oh yes, it is now called Luozhou, but the prefecture of the Tang Dynasty. Who dared to come here to challenge wildfire after eating Xiongxin and leopard courage? I was impatient to live?"

The companion obviously did not agree with Lao Ding's point of view and shook his head and said, "Anyway, be careful, there is no big mistake. We came to the city, which is different from those Tang people."

"What's the difference? We used to be Baekje, but now... in..." Lao Ding said halfway through his pupils, his pupils suddenly contracted like needle tips. Under his gaze, his companion who was just trying to persuade him to be careful, his mouth wide open, and a tip of an arrow was vaguely visible in his throat.

It hurts, it hurts so much. Lao Ding just realized what happened. A severe pain came from his chest. He wanted to scream, but his mouth was covered tightly.

On his dying moment, he saw a team of soldiers wearing Baekje armor walking by himself. One of them glanced at him coldly and waved it casually, and the world in front of him turned into blood red.

"Useless garbage." Putting away the long knife in your hand, Gong Junming ignored the dead sentry on the ground, waved his hand and shouted in a low voice to his subordinates behind him: "The troops are divided into two groups. According to the previous arrangement, go to the barracks and the docks to control the warships."

No one answered, there was only the sound of messy footsteps. With Ye Ran's cover, two teams of Baekje soldiers spread deep into the dock like a tide.

Gong Junming is the leader of Fuyuzhang's personal guard. In this battle to eliminate the "pirates", he and his men will be the first to attack the dock as a sharp knife.

However, his original mission was to control the barracks and eliminate the vital power of the "pirates", and the dock was not under his control.

But the relaxed defense on the dock gradually began to expand, and a barracks could no longer satisfy his desire to perform, so at the last moment, he chose to divide his troops.

In this way, the five thousand men under his command were divided into two parts, one of which was 3,000 people rushed to the warship parked on the dock in the darkness, and the other two thousand men, led by him, touched the barracks.

After dealing with more than twenty sentries one after another, their group of people touched the barracks.

By the light of the torches in the camp, you can see that the two rows of barracks connected by the Ocean Navy were made of wooden structures, but very strong. After just looking at them for a while, Gong Junming had already made a decision in his heart.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, showing a habitual smile, and attracted the commander behind him: "Transfer to me and encircle these barracks as quickly as possible, the archers are ready to attack, and the sword and shield hands are ready to set fire. Today, I want to let you see what it means to burn the camp."

The fire-burning camp was originally a classic battle in the Three Kingdoms period in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. At that time, Cao Cao led 800,000 troops to destroy the Sun and Liu coalition forces, but in the end, he was defeated due to a moment of carelessness.

Putting aside right and wrong, cause and effect, Cao Cao claimed to have at least 800,000 troops, and the camps were connected together, and it could be called a fire camp when it burned.

But at present, the Ocean Navy's barracks are only seven or eight rooms together. I don't know what Gong Junming thought, but he could actually connect this room with the company camp and said he wanted to make a fire.

Because the camp sentries had been completely removed, the preparations for Gong Junming's troops went very smoothly. Soon the archers completed the encirclement of the camp, unsheathed their swords, bending their bows, and aimed at the gates and windows of the barracks.

On the other side, the sword and shield hand also brought firewood and piled it around the barracks, and then found tung oil and poured it onto the firewood and.

At this point, in Gong Junming's words, everything is ready and only things are needed.

However, Gong Junming felt a little hesitant at the last moment. Looking at the extremely quiet barracks, he always felt a little uncomfortable.

It was because of this discomfort that he had not issued an offensive order.

"General, brothers are ready. Do you see if you can..." The messenger couldn't wait for the order to attack and couldn't help reminding him.

Gong Junming shook his head, as if asking the messenger, or saying to himself: "No, this is very wrong. How could the Tang people's vigilance be so profound? How could we not find it when we touched it here, and we did not find the Tang people's secret whistle along the way, which is very wrong."

"Maybe they felt that there was no one on the island that threatened them, and they were lazy." The messenger guessed.

"That's impossible. Judging from the combat effectiveness of these Tang people before, they are not..."

"Ah..." A shrill scream suddenly cut through the night sky, interrupting Gong Junming's guess.

"What's going on!" Gong Junming was startled, but soon realized something: "Occurrence, fast attack."

As the order was issued, several rockets shot at the firewood piled around the barracks. In the blink of an eye, a raging fire swallowed the barracks.

But strangely, despite the strong fire, there was no sound in the barracks, as if the person inside was dead.

No, to be precise, there should be no one in the barracks.

Gong Junming finally reacted, and didn't care about hiding himself, shouting: "Retreat quickly, there is a burial..."

Before the word "Fu" was released, a heart-pounding roar came from the pier not far away.

The iron bullet the size of a human head covered in an instant.

Screaming, crying for help, moaning, and preparing to ambush the Baekje elite formation of the "Escaped Tangren" in the barracks.

Gong Junming's false confidence collapsed in an instant, calmly absent, and shouted hysterically: "Escape, leave here quickly, we will meet with others."

But is it really that easy to converge?

Gong Junming didn't know that while he was attacked by artillery fire, it was not easy for the three thousand elite soldiers he sent to the dock.

Amidst the buzzing sounds, crossbow guns as thick as arms pierced the darkness and ravaged the dense crowd. Each crossbow gun could take countless lives.

The attack was too dense, and there was no cover on the wide dock. Thousands of BJJ elites and more than 10,000 private soldiers from more than 10,000 clans could not hide, and could only use their flesh and blood to block the invitation from the god of death.

On the deck of the "Luoyang" number, Changsun Chong and Cheng Chumo looked at the Baekje elites who were falling down side by side, showing a very entangled expression.

Amid the hysterical screams, Cheng Chumo hesitated and poked Changsun Chong: "I said bugs, why don't we put some water for them. If they are killed, they will be gone in the future."

"I said Chumo, do you think that after today's battle, Baekje people dare to come?" Changsun Chong held his arms, and a bloodthirsty cold light flashed in his eyes: "And, even if these people don't die here, they will die on the sea later. That's much more uncomfortable than dying on the shore."

"It seems to make some sense." Cheng Chumo touched the back of his head and said a little regretfully: "Poor guys, I'm afraid I'll be scared after this. It's hard to have such a chance in the future."

"So you have to seize the opportunity this time. In the future, the group of animals from the Marine Corps should prepare. When the crossbow gun is finished shooting, let them take action."

"Sure, I'll leave it to you here. Don't forget to teach me a lesson about that Baekje Tiger King later." Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up, he patted Changsun Chong's shoulders heavily, and looked back and shouted: "Young people, search the guys and I will have a big fight."

"No!" A loud shout came from the darkness on the deck.

Then, several long ropes were thrown out, hundreds of figures shot out, jumping over the ship's sideline and descending to the dock.

Poor Fuyu Zhang didn't know that his plan had been leaked since the beginning.

Although the eight major clans can be called secret, the warships are so large that even if they are mobilized, how can they be hidden from those who are interested?

Therefore, as soon as their warships were mobilized, they were immediately noticed by spies sent by Changsun Chong to Baekje. They secretly passed the news to the sea and sent it to Danluo Island.

Based on the bad gift-giving behavior of Prime Minister Baekje some time ago, Lei Yao, Changsun Chong and others could roughly guess what the people in Baekje want to do with their toes.

Therefore, a few days ago, Changsun Chong, Li Zhen, Lei Yao, Wang Wendu and others made secret arrangements for the actions of the Baekje people.

First, they removed all the secret sentries, and then promoted Li Er's decision to the surrendered Baekje people, spreading the news that the Danluo Kingdom was changed to Luozhou, the Tang Dynasty, and used the Tang Dynasty nationality as bait, so that the surrendered Baekje people consciously took over the task of keeping the sentry.

Finally, the navy and the marine brigade all boarded the ship on the grounds of training and prepared for combat.

In other words, before Fuyuzhang launched this attack, there were no soldiers and soldiers of the Ocean Navy on Danluo Island, and the entire dock was actually an empty camp.

Now, after several days of preparation, it is finally time to close the network.

The private soldiers of the eight major clans covered by crossbows were completely out of control, and they realized that they were even more in chaos after being ambushed.

Looking at the land brigade animals that fell down like a ferocious evil spirit, they didn't have the desire to fight. They all hated their parents for giving birth to two less runs for themselves, and turned around and ran away with a shout.

Escape is just one word, I only shout once, you know I can only express it with actions.

The elite Baekje who came to grab the warships on the dock had a little fighting spirit, but the private soldiers of the eight major clans immediately had a deviant rhythm, and they all took their legs and fled like flying towards the future.

These elite soldiers are not only good at fighting, but also escaping. They know the truth that they are faster than their companions. They accelerated slightly and immediately ran side by side with the private soldiers, and then took a quicker strike.

Amid the screams, the private soldiers who were cut down immediately slowed down and turned into Jedi warriors who covered everyone's retreat. They transformed into Hell Shura and stabbed their companions around them with a fierce stab.

Sharing joys and sorrows, sharing life and death.

Under the willing dedication of the Baekje soldiers, the animals in the Marine Corps made great progress, and the iron pineapple in their hands were thrown quickly. The Jedi warriors in front sent heartfelt blessings to their relatives and friends in the smoke and shrapnel, and then turned into bloody human flesh and blood in their bodies.

The sound of killing formations was everywhere, and the explosions were endless. The marine brigade of hundreds of people chased behind more than 10,000 people, and under the leadership of Cheng Chumo, the head of the harvester.

Behind him, three "Han"-class warships and four five-tooth warships slowly began to leave the dock. The huge sails hang down, keeping in sync with the Baekje deserters on the shore, and silently pounced on the Baekje warship group.

On the sea about five miles away from the pier, Fu Yuzhang paced back and forth anxiously, and looked at the pier in the distance from time to time.
Chapter completed!