After listening to Zhuge Liang and Zhang Ren's statement, Feng Yu pondered for more than ten days before saying:

"In fact, in the past two years, our intelligence endings have penetrated into Juluo. This is all Chen Diao's hard work. We have a caravan crossing the Pamir Mountains to the north and entering the Shidu South. Although the journey is long and the intelligence is only transmitted once or twice a year, it is better than nothing. From this information, we can at least see that King Juluo Karikara does not value Hongshawaddy. Therefore, it is impossible for Juluo to increase troops from Hongshawaddy to make a large increase."

Zhuge Liang suddenly realized and said, "It turns out that before, the king reported that Zhu Luo would not make a large reinforcement for Hongshawadi, and the source is this."

"Yes, but the information sent from this news channel is very rough, and it often has no time limit when it comes. So relying on this information alone, we cannot control a battle."

Feng Yu paused and then said, "I still need to grasp more situations, including how many warships the opponent has? Is there any support? How many crossbows they got? Who is that mercenary group? What is the price? The more you know these situations, the better, and the more detailed the better."

Zhuge Liang replied: "These things can only be provided by the tongue. I will then ask the scouts to catch some captives as much as possible and return."

...

The situation where Liang's army came to assist Mande was soon discovered by Galava, fifty miles away.

Moan advised Galawa: "Couple Galawa, now the enemy has a large number of reinforcements rushed here. Should we retreat to Shawardi? Here our supply line is more than 400 miles away, and the other side has a strong city to defend. If we continue to fight for a long time, it will be detrimental to our army. And..."

"Mo An, you have something to say."

Mo An cleared his throat and continued, "And cousin, you should know that according to military rules, I cannot stay here for a long time. If I was inspected by the Shangfeng Army to Andaman's mother port and found that I was not in the camp for a long time, then I..."

Galava nodded and said, "I know the embarrassment of my cousin. This way, my cousin can return to Andaman's station first. Let me think about it here and see how many days."

In fact, what Mo An said was common sense. Even though he knew that the other party's army was defending the city, he should retreat to Shawadi as he said. How could Galawa not know the reason? But what made Galawa hesitate was the issue of money.

The hiring of the Segusulfur Mercenary Group is based on time, and it costs two thousand gold coins a week. When will the war start again when it is returned to Shawadi, Zhuge Liang has the final say. If he delays a year or two and cannot attack Shawadi, wouldn’t he want Galaw to lose tens of thousands of gold coins in vain?

Galaw was watching the warship Mo An leave at the dock, and sighed and walked towards the camp. Now he felt like walking on thin ice again. Although Mo An left him more than a dozen warships and the Segusulfur Mercenary Group was also in his hands, it was not easy to capture the heavy troops in front of him to defend Mande City.

...

Eighty miles downstream of the Hei Niyuan River section of Dulong River, five Viking ships emerged from a narrow river and quietly disappeared in the reed marsh that was more than one person tall.

Under Zhuge Liang's military order, they circled from the river bank on the Dulong River to the downstream, preparing to ambush a single Zhuluo warship here and capture a group of prisoners of war to obtain the exact information of the Zhuluo Navy.

Although the Zhuluo Army ships passed by from time to time on the river, it was not suitable for them to take action, because there were at least ten of these Zhuluo transport fleets, including one or two warships to escort.

A Viking ship sailor soldier leader poked his head out of the reeds and squinted his eyes to look out of the river.

He shouted in surprise: "A boat has arrived, and there is only one."

Another head came out in response, looked at it, and said a little disappointedly: "But this is a warship of the Zhuluo Army! Can we handle these few ships?"

"We have 120 soldiers in five ships. Although there are 200 soldiers in each ship of Juluo, most of them are oarsmen. As long as we attack quickly and unexpectedly, we should be able to succeed."

"Missed this village, didn't have this store, I'll do it!"

After a while, three Viking boats rowed out of the reed marsh, and more than twenty long oars flew over the sides of the ship's side, and the sails were also raised. Under the agitation of the northwest wind, they were full of panics. They were as smooth as three sharp arrows pounced towards the Julu warship.

On the top deck of the Juro warship, the alert sentries immediately discovered the three invading Viking ships and hurriedly issued a warning message: "Enemy ship! An enemy ship is coming!"

This Zhuluo warship was the one that transported Mo An. Mo An in the bilge quickly climbed onto the top deck and looked into the river. When he found that the other party had only three small boats, he sneered: "Transfer our military orders, slow down the ship speed, turn the bow, and all the crew entered a state of combat."

After a while, the sail warship dropped the sails on the mast and began to turn the bow of the ship towards the incoming enemy ship.

"Attach the enemy ship at the far left, and crash at full speed! The soldiers took their long spears and boarded the deck and prepared to take the board." Mo An continued to issue the order.

Shortly after he finished speaking, more than a hundred long oars on both sides of the sailing warship flew up and down, and quickly rowed like two birds' wings. On both sides of the ship's side, white waves rolled, and the stern of the ship also dragged out a clearly visible white trail because of the extremely fast speed.

The sailing warship still traveled against the water. If it was on the sea or along the water, the speed would be faster. However, at this time, Mo An on the deck did not notice that two small boats emerged from the reed marshes downstream of Dulong River and quickly leaned up from behind the warship.

The Viking ships that were locked as targeted by the Julu warship were panicked. Some of them rushed to the Julu warship to throw flying axes and spears, while others rowed desperately to change their courses, trying to avoid the other party's impact.

But it was too late. The Juluo battleship rushed over in just over a dozen breaths and instantly hit the Viking ship. The latter was hit and the wood chips splashed everywhere. The people on the ship flew out and then fell into the water.

Under the action of inertia, the bodies of the crouching soldiers on the Juluo battleship also tilted forward violently, but they were holding a tough rope fixed on the side of the ship, which did not let them fall to the ground.

The Viking ship in the middle was at this time on the right side of the Julu warship. More than a dozen flying axes and javelins flew towards the Julu soldiers on the deck of the battleship. With the sound of several flesh and blood shattering, six or seven Julu soldiers were cut into their bodies by the sharp axe and flying spears, and they screamed and fell on the deck.

Almost at the same time, the spear on the Juluo battleship was high and pierced at these sailor soldiers. There was nowhere to hide on the narrow deck, and nearly ten sailor soldiers were shot and killed.

The remaining sailors and soldiers rowed desperately, trying to escape from the opponent's spear and stabbed them in a dense manner.
Chapter completed!