Chapter 167: Water Battle (2)

What was the other party throwing it?

The Mongolian soldiers on the ship were killed, and the ship was already in a mess at this time, showing the essence of the mob: they were all guards of various hospital guards. If they win the battle, they could still cheer. Now, a few people have died without touching the enemy's side. How can people not be afraid?

I heard that there is a spell in the Red Turban Army. After reciting it, it will make people invincible. Could it be that the other party has the help of heavenly soldiers and generals?

Several "stones" with smoke flew over, some fell into the water, and some hit the deck.

No one paid attention to these things. They were all waiting to pull the sail up and quickly get out of this place of right and wrong.

"Boom, boom!" Suddenly, a few loud noises were made.

The stones just now suddenly turned into thick smoke, accompanied by thick smoke, with huge sounds and huge power.

Two servants who were unable to dodge were blown to pieces.

The deck was broken, the keel was damaged, and a big hole was broken at the bottom of the bilge.

Water was pouring up from the cracked cracks.

"The water is gone, the boat is about to sink!" The servants on the boat kept panicking.

What to do? What to do? Liu Ziren felt that he had taken a hot potato. If he hadn't gone to Gaoyou Mansion to find the prefect Li Qi, he had wanted to make a contribution and get a small official, but now he was in a dead end: the ship was about to sink, and he could not swim at all!

"Bang!" Something fell from the sky, and Liu Ziren looked at it carefully: It was a broken arm! His throat moved slightly and he wanted to spit it out.

"Pu, pu!" Someone kept jumping into the water. The explosion just now had already exploded a large hole in the bottom cabin, and there were huge cracks that could not be filled at all.

"Feng Qi, Feng Qi!" Liu Ziren shouted. He was his last support and his trusted servant.

No one answered, everyone was like an ant on a hot pan, looking for their own way out.

Those who know how to water have already dived, and those who don’t know how to water, what should I do?

Liu Ziren remembered that Feng Qi was still recovering from the injury in Xinghua City because of his injury. At the critical moment, he became a lonely man and no one cared about him.

"Master, hold this wooden board and dive!" a voice said.

Liu Ziren turned around and saw a guy with a sharp-mouthed cheek.

"Master, don't you remember me? I am Liu San who just joined you a few days ago!" Liu San said. "The ship is about to sink, hurry up."

After Liu San quietly slipped away from Furong Village, he originally wanted to avoid these evil stars, so he was willing to join the wealthy family and be a guard guard.

Unexpectedly, this family member was brought here after a few days of stable life.

Only when he heard the first unique sound, Liu San reacted: This was the group of people who attacked Furong Village last time. Their unique firearms are powerful, have long range, high accuracy, and fast loading speed. He was ready to escape. When he met these people, he blamed himself for being unlucky.

Before he could dive into the water and escape, he found the flew in. Needless to say, this was also the other party's killing weapon. Why didn't he throw it on another boat? Liu San hurriedly hid at the stern.

He picked up a piece of broken wood, but found that the master was frightened. Suddenly, he had an idea: Isn’t this the opportunity for his development? If you save this master here, then you will become his confidant and have a good life.

"Master, let's go quickly!" Liu San urged.

Liu Ziren sighed, hugged Duanmu, closed his eyes, and bent down and jumped.

The cold water is already late in autumn. Liu Ziren's body, besides soaking in warm bath water, had never been exposed to such cold water. He shivered all over, held Duanmu's hand and wanted to let go.

"Master, hold the wood, don't relax." Liu San also jumped down and followed him, reminding him.

"The heads on the water are really good targets!" said a soldier, like gourds floating on the water. He was very sure that he could shoot each one and shoot each one.

Bian Yuanheng was also struggling in his heart. The enemy on the water was the enemy he should have destroyed. However, he also saw that these people were Han people like him, and the Mongols he hated had long been killed.

Should we kill all these people? He is talking to the gods.

In order to avoid the killing radius of the grenade, the ship turned left and became farther and farther away from the ships, so it had to turn a circle before facing the target again.

Fortunately, the opponent's sail was knocked out, and the opponent lost the power to advance and retreat, and became a living target there.

After turning back the circle, Bian Yuanheng was surprised to find that there were no one on the ships, with dense heads floating on the water surface, and they were all pouring water on the shore next to them.

The direction they swim is not the Killer Port, but the other side across the river from the Killer Port. If they get ashore, they will soon disappear from sight.

Do you want to snipe them? Bian Yuanheng knew that as long as he ordered, the river surface would turn scarlet. The biggest problem was that the blood belonged to his own compatriots, not the Tartars. He had a deep hatred for the Tartars, but these people were his own compatriots.

Suddenly, he remembered his wife. In addition to the Mongolians who did evil deeds, there would definitely be Han people who were accomplices of tigers, just as if these people in front of him were at a disadvantage, they would definitely cut off their heads without hesitation.

"Free shooting, block the other side, and destroy all those who go ashore." Bian Yuanheng slowly ordered.

Just wait for this sentence!

At this time, the person at the farthest had already landed on the shore and left the range. Some of the enemies had already run away.

"Bang, bang." The continuous sound of shooting came. Every time I shot, a head would be broken and blood stained the entire river surface.

It's like a Shura hell. For Bian Yuanheng's men, what they see is just targets and enemies. In their hearts, they just kill enemies and kill enemies. The more enemies they kill, the more military achievements they will have.

When Zhang Yang arrived, the battle had ended. The killed corpses floated on the water. All the remaining people surrendered and were escorted to the shore of the murder port.

This battle swept all the servants of many wealthy families. Later, the wealthy families in Xinghua City would immediately tremble whenever they mentioned the name of the Killing Port. It was a demon cave. Even if they had great skills, they would not dare to go to the Killing Port again.
Chapter completed!