Rebirth Zhu Yuanzhang's King Summoning System

Chapter 139 A Desperate Strike

Looking at the boat swaying out of Zhu Yuanzhang's camp, the general of the Han army laughed loudly: "These poor ghosts still haven't surrendered? Using this ridiculous boat to deal with our huge chain warship is simply a dream, it's ridiculous!"

"That's right, it was our carelessness that gave them an opportunity! Now, as long as they dare to come up, we can immediately chop them into pieces!"

"Don't say that! After all, the coach is dead! Maybe he didn't even think about defeating us, it was just a suicide charge."

"It makes sense! Hahahaha!"

Hundreds of warships are connected together, floating on the lake, like a floating continent, stable and stable.

The Han soldiers on the deck were holding weapons and smiling, looking at the approaching boat with disdain. In their eyes, the people on the boat were even more despicable than ants.

Chen Youliang glanced at the wind vane again—Shunfeng, even the heavens helped him, Zhu Yuanzhang, Zhu Yuanzhang, you did all kinds of bad things back then, you forced your eldest brother to kill Min Min, and provoked the relationship between me and my lover. Now, I, Chen Youliang, personally lead If someone wipes out your army, this is retribution!
"Fire!" Chen Youliang had lost his patience, and with one order, the ship was full of artillery fire.

Huge shells hit the lake, setting off mist after mist.

Several of the floating boats were hit, and even the boats and people were smashed into pieces and floated across the water.

The gunpowder smoke cleared, and the rest of the small boats were not affected in the slightest, and they continued to row towards the Han army warship.

The oilweed scattered in the smashed boat caught Chen Youliang's attention. He stared at the lake for a long time, then looked up at the weathervane, then shook his head helplessly and sighed: "Without my second brother, this group of People are trash, fire attack? What a joke, how can we use fire attack without wind?"

"Light it up!" Xu Da ordered, and dozens of small boats approaching the Han army's battleship immediately ignited raging flames, but the direction of the flames just deviated from the position of the Han army.

"Hahahaha!"

"These idiots!"

On the battleship of the Han army, the sound of ridicule and sarcasm sounded again.

"Diving!" When the burning boat came close to Chen Youliang's battleship, Xu Da roared, and took the lead to jump into the water and swim towards the shore.

The generals of the Han army played with the bows and crossbows in their hands and asked Chen Youliang for instructions: "Your Majesty, do you want to shoot?"

Chen Youliang shook his head: "Let them go. It won't be a big deal anyway."

As he was talking, a sudden strong wind blew in his face, making Chen Youliang shiver.

The minister beside him angrily scolded the maid: "What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and get the cloak for His Majesty! Has the wind blown?"

"wind?"

Chen Youliang's pupils shrank in an instant. He raised his head and looked at the weather vane on the bow of the ship. The downwind direction had suddenly turned into the headwind direction!
The strong wind pushed dozens of small boats on fire, which were tightly attached to the roots of the Han army warships. The flames climbed up the sides of the big ships. After just three to ten minutes, the sky was full of flames, and the whole area of ​​Poyang Lake was red. Sky.

"Fire! Fire!" On the huge battleship, the Han army was in a hurry, running around, shouting and wailing in front of the soaring flames.

"It's impossible...it's impossible!" Chen Youliang's face was pale, his eyes fixed on the red light in front of him, and he muttered to himself.

After a while, he said angrily: "What about the Taoist priest? Capture him! I want his life!"

The surrounding ministers looked for the figure of the Taoist priest, and asked each other when they couldn't find it, only to find that the Taoist priest had left the Han army as early as a day ago.

"What's the name of that priest?"

"It seems to be called Hu Weiyong."

"Hu Weiyong! Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

On the beautiful and rich Poyang Lake, the firelight all over the sky is reflected in the water, making the whole world look red.

Sitting on the boat, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Liu Bowen, Zhou Dexing, and Hu Weiyong who were doing the exercises on the altar beside him, and there was a hint of complacency in his eyes: These three old magic sticks danced very vigorously. Didn’t they read the weather forecast in advance and knew Will it be windy today?The so-called art of the emperor, the vision of calling wind and rain, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, is just a branch of meteorology.The ancients were really fooled.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing when he recalled the scene of Han Shantong and Liu Futong burying stone men on the Yellow River beach.It's all the same trick.

He clapped his hands and said, "Raise my military flag."

The flag with the word "Zhu" was raised slowly, making a rustling sound with the wind.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his head, looked at the big flag on the mast, and felt a little excited: Chen Youliang will no longer be able to fight back in today's battle, and there will be no power in this world that can compete with him.From the moment he escaped from the prison after killing Huang Saner and Liu De, Zhu Yuanzhang has been looking forward to the day that he can become a person who can kill wicked people without going to court.Now he does.

With the help of the wind, the fire spread rapidly, and the invincible navy that Chen Youliang had painstakingly managed for many years was reduced to ashes.

After doing all they could to rescue them, the iron chain was cut off in time, and the last [-] warships were saved.

Chen Youliang wiped the sweat from his forehead dejectedly and looked at the slowly rising banner with the word "zhu" on the opposite side. His breath caught in his throat and he froze in place, as if he had seen something impossible. He was in a trance. stand up.

"Your Majesty! Please order quickly! The whole army retreats!" The counselor next to him was completely blackened by the fire just now, and when he opened his mouth to speak, he could only see two rows of big white teeth.

Chen Youliang's blood-red eyes stared straight at the big white tooth spirit in front of him, he pulled out his sword with a clang, and shouted sharply: "Retreat? Why retreat? Where are you going? All my belongings are here! You let me go Where to retreat?"

The counselor knelt on the ground: "Let's go to Wuchang, there are still 20 elite soldiers there! With the advantages of Wuchang City, we can recharge our batteries and make a comeback in the future!"

Chen Youliang smiled wryly: "20? Wuchang? On land, let alone 20, even 200 million is no match for Zhu Yuanzhang! Water is the only place where I can beat him! Do you understand the only place?"

After finishing speaking, Chen Youliang sat on the ground slumped, looking at the "Zhu" flag flying on the white flagship opposite, the temperature in his eyes became colder and colder.

As the fire spread, Liu Bowen and others came down from the altar, walked to Zhu Yuanzhang, looked at the melon seeds in his hand, and smiled helplessly.

"Marshal, twenty large ships of the Han army have escaped from the fire."

"Well, I see, the whole army is attacking! Annihilate them! Avenge Han Cheng!"

Li Shanchang took a step forward, with a melancholy expression: "Marshal, you have to beware of some people jumping over the wall in a hurry."

The corner of Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth twitched slightly: "Well, I know him better than you."

(End of this chapter)