Poyang Lake, Chen Jiajun.

Originally, the two sides were fighting well. If you didn't let me, I wasn't afraid of you. Weapons were used, cannons were blasting each other, firecrackers were going off, and shotguns were blasting. The fight between the two sides was in full swing.

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's side announced that they were tired of fighting and chose a temporary truce.

After the rest, we will start another battle!

At the same time, after the truce, Zhu Jiajun withdrew all warships on the water.

All soldiers return to defense!

At the same time, seven small boats that had been prepared quickly sailed out of the dock and quickly approached Chen Youliang's garrison base.

At this time, Chen Jiajun, who was completely confused and had no idea what trick Monk Zhu was going to play, was waiting quietly for the other party to make a move, when suddenly several small boats quickly approached in the middle of the originally empty lake.

Chen Jiajun, who had no idea what the other party wanted to do, let alone what purpose the other party had, looked at each other, as if he wanted to see some answers in each other's eyes and expressions.

But everyone is puzzled!

What makes them even more confused is that they don't know why these small boats driven by the wind at extremely fast speeds always make them feel strong uneasiness in their hearts. A sense of fear coming from the bottom of their hearts makes them unable to help but shake their bodies.

trembling!

"Zhu Yuanzhang, what tricks are you going to play like a wild ass?"

"Don't worry, you will know what to play later!"

"Don't worry about it. You are dead today. You won't be able to play around for a few more days. Just accept your death!"

"Well, then let's try it together!"

Let’s see which one is more powerful, your big boat or my big fire!

Inspired by this thought, seven warships loaded with reeds and gunpowder, like fast-moving cannonballs, quickly approached Chen Youliang's warship from different directions and locations.

And when they were about to approach the opponent's camp, the originally dark fishing boat suddenly ignited with several flames.

Just in an instant, the fire from the stars exploded rapidly, mixed with the strong smell of ** and the fuel of dry firewood, and driven by the strong wind, it arrived at the Han camp.

At this time, Chen Jiajun, who was originally just watching the excitement and watching the tricks, finally understood.

Zhu Yuanzhang, you are such a bad boy, you are so good at playing!

This is no way for anyone to survive!

Attacking with fire, you can come up with such an evil idea!

It's a good thing you don't have hair on your head, otherwise you might have played some other more vicious tricks!

By the time Chen Jiajun had fully understood the opponent's strategic intentions, it was already too late.

When the seven warships arrived at the Han camp, the weapons buried in the deepest part of the ships were like giant missiles that did not consider the power of the weapons nor the serious consequences. A violent explosion occurred the moment they arrived at the enemy camp.

of explosion.

And at the moment when the bomb exploded, the enemy camp, which was like a radiation surface, was full of fire, red everywhere, and became a complete mess.

Driven by the force of the wind, although it was wrapped with iron sheets, it was only covered by one layer and the internal structure was still completely wooden. The warship instantly began to burn violently.

To make matters worse, with the idea of ​​connecting ships with iron chains, the iron chains originally used to stabilize ships and block enemy ships turned out to be a means of connecting fire in series.

Only then did Chen Youliang finally realize that he had done something wrong.

Big mistake!

The iron chain ship strategy that I have always been proud of is fundamentally a huge mistake. It looks magnificent on the surface, but in fact has natural flaws. Once the enemy discovers and exploits it, it will be enough to kill you.

The wrong proposal was made when one's own soldiers and horses were finished.

Faced with this sudden fire, Chen Youliang should have taken emergency link-breaking actions.

But in a chaotic battle with roaring flames and roaring flames, his orders had no effect at all.

The terrifying flames that caught my eye ignited half of the sky.

Beneath the flames were a group of poor soldiers who had no choice but to escape, letting the red flames burn their bodies and struggling in agony with no hope of salvation, no hope of survival, no more hope of death.

In the fire, there is no need to distinguish between soldiers and generals.

In the strong wind, it is no longer possible to distinguish between high and low official ranks.

Some are just struggling and shouting hard in the trials of life and death.

And in the shouting, the sound of wind and fire that was already burning became more intense, and even more stimulated the fragile nerves of Chen Jiajun, who was already in a mess and completely lost the ability to resist.

Under the strong wind, the red flames became more intense;

In the fierce fire, the bloody light dyed the sky red.

At this moment, the God of Death was completely crazy with joy. He picked up the guy and jumped up and down, waving the big stick in his hand and the bloodthirsty sickle in his hand, frantically harvesting the helpless and fragile lives in the sea of ​​fire.

Every time the sickle is raised and lowered, it is accompanied by the loud begging and heart-wrenching begging of batches of lowly slaves praying for survival. However, in the eyes of the God of Death, this seems to have become an increasingly exciting thing for him*

*, The moment the sickle fell, the original burning flames seemed to become red and intense as the blood rendered them.

In the tense and lifeless air, a flower of death is blooming rapidly.

It is charming and dazzling.

The dazzling atmosphere is full of death.

As the aura spread, there were pitch-black bodies one after another that had completely lost their kinetic energy and life.

In this feast of fire, Chen Jiajun, who was completely unprepared and had no time to react, directly died more than 300,000 people. (From "Records of the Ming Dynasty": Smoke and flames rose to the sky, the lake turned red, and more than half of the dead were killed.)

Along with these 300,000 soldiers and horses, Chen Youliang's younger brother Chen Youren, nephew Chen Yougui and his deputy Chen Pulue died one after another.

When the fire was basically burned out and the fire was basically extinguished, but Poyang Lake was dyed red and was almost like purgatory, just when they had just escaped the disaster and thought they were still alive, they were gloating about the misfortune and shouting that Buddha bless Amitabha, another team of weapons

The men and horses in wonderful armor had already appeared in front of them.

This team was fully prepared from the moment the flames began to burn.

The reason why they stayed still was because they were afraid of setting themselves on fire.

And when the flames are basically burned out, it's their time to shine.

This team is: Zhu Jiajun.

Heaven is watching when people do what is right and wrong, and they cannot make their own decisions;

All evil and long-cherished wishes have been ended, and the fire has burned them all, and I will do it.

The moment the fire burns out is the moment it succeeds and retires, and it is also the moment we, as political mortal enemies and strategic opponents, make our glorious debut.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who had made all preparations and was just waiting to give it a go, finally launched his long-awaited strategic counterattack after holding back for a long time.

He had held this moment in for too long.

He had waited too long for this moment.

All the previous preparations were the final preparation for this moment.

From the moment he succeeded in burning the Han camp, he seemed to have seen the dawn of victory.

Although the resolution of the struggle against Chen Youliang is not yet clear, victory seems to be in sight.

This life-and-death battle between you and me will come to an end with my victory!

Zhu Yuanzhang, who could no longer hold back his excitement and excitement, started his final counterattack at the moment when the fire had burned out.

While you are weak, I will kill you!

This is the best opportunity that neither Zhu Yuanzhang nor Chen Youliang will and absolutely cannot give up.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

If you are cutting weeds, you must remove the roots.

This is the most basic military quality for soldiers to treat themselves and their soldiers.

Tolerating your enemies is the greatest cruelty to yourself!

This is a wise saying that every soldier believes in as a motto, and it is also the most fundamental survival belief for every soldier!

On the battlefield, in the test of life and death, as a soldier, you are absolutely not allowed to have any mercy or sympathy for the enemy. In the face of mortal enemies and opponents, any soft-heartedness and cowardice may push you into the abyss of death.

Only by being ruthless can we avoid future troubles forever;

Only by unscrupulous means can we avoid disaster!

This is the spiritual quality of professional soldiers!

When Chen Jiajun had just escaped from the sea of ​​​​fire, he thought that he would be lucky if he survived the catastrophe. He either emerged from the boat or the water and exposed his head. He was about to take a big breath of fresh air and prepare to celebrate his life after the disaster.

When the great moment arrived, they were greeted by bright smiling faces that were also full of smiles and sunshine.

At the same moment when the smiles bloomed, they raised the sharp spears they held tightly in their hands, and the cold wind howled through the enemy's chest.

The sharp wind whistled in the air,

The surging lake water ripples in the microwave.

In the rippling waters of the lake, the faint blood-red color gradually began to spread and spread rapidly.
To be continued...