Chen Leng took his men to raise the three most outside ships from the harbor, and then went to carry the collision ship and the supply ship. He was busy with these things all morning, and some craftsmen were still doing their last inspection to ensure that they would leave after nothing happened.

Chen Leng went to Lianlu to say goodbye. Lianlu repeatedly told him to hand over the ship to General Zhuang Yong, and his words were sincere.

In the afternoon, we left the boat port and sent more than a thousand war horses into the transport ship. A fleet of six ships slowly sailed into the Nanping River.

Chen Leng stood at the bow of a storm of ship and looked at the vast river. Not long after, he saw Wei Village, who had lived for a while, and the black mastiff was picked up outside Wei Village, as if it was yesterday.

After half a day of sailing, the sky was already dark, and Shenyang did not order the ship to stop. This waterway has been passed many times, and the familiar ones cannot be more familiar, so there is no need to worry too much. The main reason is that Wanjun and the transport ship are both large enough, and the collision ship is extremely strong, so there is no need to worry about anything. Tiexi leads the road in front and walks at night, while other ships follow behind.

In the second half of the night, it was not far from the turning river estuary. The most dangerous thing about this waterway was to transfer from the Nanping River to the Grand Canal. The river channel was too wide and there were invisible vortexes in the water. I didn’t dare to sail at will during the day, let alone at night, so Chen Leng ordered the ship to stop and rest.

The soldiers traveled for many days, and except for those who were on duty, most of them returned to the cabin to sleep.

After Chen Leng made arrangements, he ran around the deck for a while, then punched again, and then returned to the room and took a bucket of water to rinse it.

There are also cargo warehouses in Wanjun, which are mostly loaded with food and drinks. Most of the supplies are still on the transport ships behind. Besides, there are many official docks along the waterway, so there is no need to worry about insufficient supply.

In the warehouse, a pile of goods suddenly moved, followed by a short knife piercing the canvas. Several people wearing craftsmen's clothes emerged from the pile. One of them quickly reached the hatch and squatted down to guard, while the other several people flipped out the deepest turmeric oil from the pile.

One of the craftsmen held up the fire stick and searched around for a while, and then saw the mark in an inconspicuous place. He squatted down and pried it with a short knife. A wooden board was pried open, and there were many gray powder-like things flowing out. This place was renovated overnight. If you look closely, you will find something wrong, but who would stare at the wooden board for a few more glances?

"Do it!"

The craftsman in the lead whispered, and the men under him immediately spread out with turmeric barrels and poured them around the warehouse. Not long after, the wooden walls around him were already full.

The craftsman in the lead pointed upwards, and the others quickly evacuated towards the cargo hatch. He threw the fire sticks on the gray powder. With a scream, the flames immediately started to burn, and then there was a loud blast. A hole was blown up on one side of the cabin. There was only a layer of wooden board left, so it was not difficult to break it.

The water began to flow back into the cabin in an instant, and the hull immediately shook.

The craftsmen took off their clothes at the cargo hatch and threw them into the flames. Then they quickly changed into the military uniforms of the navy soldiers, pushed open the cargo hatch and rushed out.

"What happened!"

The naval soldier on duty shouted loudly and immediately ran out to find a gong to ring. Several assassins who came up were also shouting, chasing the naval soldier on duty, covering his mouth and slit his throat.

They threw the bodies into the water and began to go to the stern, ran apart on both sides, and placed the centipede clutch hanging on both sides of the ship down.

Chen Leng was not sleeping soundly, and when he rushed out, the hull was already tilted. Because Wan Jun was too big, he could not get close to the shore. The ship was tilted to one side very quickly. Fortunately, they were all well-trained naval soldiers. After waking up, they rushed to the deck immediately. Although it was fast, it was not crowded and chaotic.

After Chen Leng got on the deck, he began to shout loudly that the soldiers would dive, and they were still a distance from the shore, but Chen Lengshou's soldiers were not of poor water quality. It was not difficult to swim to the shore, but he was afraid that the vortex smashed out when the ship capsized and would sweep people in.

"General!"

Several soldiers shouted, "Go on the boat."

Chen Leng frowned slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he saw another Wanjun ship not far away gradually tilted. As he was turning to the side, the soldiers were already diving, and some people were running to the higher ground.

"Who are you?"

Chen Leng asked those people.

In the chaos, a soldier suddenly stopped when he ran past Chen Leng, and the short knife in his hand stabbed Chen Leng's back.

Chen Leng instinctively avoided the sword, and the knife wiped his body. He grabbed the soldier's wrist and pulled it back, and the short knife immediately stabbed into the soldier's own chest.

At this time, the ship was in a mess and the soldiers were diving. No one noticed that someone was attacking Chen Leng in the gradually rising stern.

Chen Leng killed one person, and suddenly two soldiers threw a fishing net from his head. The fishing net was tough and very big. Chen Leng wanted to avoid it. When the fishing net fell on him, he drew his knife and slashed it twice before breaking a hole. Several assassins came over to throw the ropes at each other. They obviously had undergone very careful drills and designs, and cooperated with them very tacitly.

Several people changed the ropes back and forth twice, and Chen Leng was tied up. They pulled the ropes out hard, and Chen Leng's arms were pulled back and could only fit tightly on their bodies.

The assassin in the lead rushed over from a distance, holding a wooden stick in his hand. One end of the wooden stick had been sharpened. He had been hidden in a pile of nearly the same wooden sticks before, but the only one end of the wooden stick was pointed. The man moved quickly and stably, and the wooden gun stabbed hard towards Shenlong's chest.

These people are not considered masters alone, but their cooperation is too tacit, without any slightest flaw. It seems that every move has been practiced countless times. Even Chen Leng’s reaction would be possible, as if they could predict in advance.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be so easy to tie Chen Leng?

The spear stabbed towards Chen Leng's chest. Chen Leng shouted loudly, turned his shoulders to the side, and the spear scraped a hole in his chest. If it was a little slower, the spear could pierce Chen Leng's heart.

Chen Leng first rushed forward and the two people behind him quickly pulled the rope with all their might. At this moment, Chen Leng suddenly retreated backward, and the two ropes behind him were loosened a little.

Chen Leng took the opportunity to lift his arms up and break the rope free. After squatting down, he took off the rope cover. He cut the fishing net with one knife. When he rushed out, the leader of the assassin opposite had already thrown the spear. Chen Leng swung the spear with one knife and rushed towards the assassin like lightning.

If there were more assassins, they could free up their hands. When Shen Leng was tied up, a burst of crossbow shots would be shot. Shen Leng would be injured even if he had chain armor on his body. However, their number was limited and they were holding ropes with both hands. Only the assassin leader could take action. Moreover, when they were in the cabin, they were wearing craftsmen's clothes. Larger weapons and crossbows could not be taken on the ship.

Chen Leng slashed at the assassin leader with a knife, but the man turned around and ran away. After running a few steps along the tilted boat, he jumped into the river. Chen Leng turned around, and the other assassins had also taken the opportunity to jump off the boat.

It was dark as dark as ink at this late night. Although the firelight could illuminate the surroundings, it was impossible for those assassins to find their traces after they landed in the river. They were wearing clothes of naval warriors. Many soldiers were still in the river water. They had no way to tell when they were infiltrated. These people were far from the same as those assassins in the rivers and lakes that they had encountered before. They could not kill Chen Leng and left immediately without any delay. And each step was obviously carefully calculated.

Moreover, they were not attacking a ship, and the entire fleet was in chaos.

Chen Leng jumped into the water, guarding against everyone who approached him. All the people who swam down their heads and couldn't see their faces. Just looking at their clothes, they couldn't recognize which one was an assassin.

At this moment, Chen Leng suddenly felt his ankle tightening, and then a force pulled him down. He could not control himself in the water, his body directly penetrated into the river, and his vision blurred.

But at the moment when he sank into the water, Chen Leng forced himself to turn around, and the person holding his ankle could only let go. He swung the knife out without seeing anything clearly, and his body rotated in the water for a week, and the knife also rotated for a week.

The knife was heavy, and it was even more laborious to swing in the water. However, Chen Leng's arm was powerful. This knife seemed to be not blocked in the water. After turning the knife, it drew half of the traces in the water, and the other half was outside the water surface.

The water was slashed before the knife came out of water. After the knife came out of water, a few drops of blood were spilled out from the tip of the knife.

The cold river water around the river immediately changed color, as if ink was poured into the water.

Chen Leng obviously felt that he hit the near assassin with a knife, and sucked the air out of water and retracted the water. He saw a corpse floating slowly. A little further away, a black shadow was already floating away quickly, as fast as a swimming fish.

Chen Leng came out of the water again and swam towards the shore with force.

After arriving at the shore, a soldier saw him with sharp eyes and reached out to pull him up.

"Call the team with a blowing horn, and everyone will see if the people around them know each other!"

Chen Leng roared, his eyes slightly red.

All three Wanjun ships were sank. I don’t know how much their subordinates suffered. Although the soldiers were well-trained and well-behaved, there were inevitable accidents.

The soldiers around identified each other and gathered at the place where the horn sounded. After about two incense sticks, the team gathered together. It was mainly because it was dark and the water was chaotic, and the environment by the river was completely unseen. It seemed that the grass might not step in and then realize it was a puddle.

After the team gathered together, counted the number of people and found that at least twenty people were missing.

Chen Leng held the hand, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

"General, someone is in trouble."

Dewey Ming rushed over from another Wanjun ship that had an accident. He saw several suspicious people but did not catch up.

All three expensive warships sank and could not save them even if they wanted to save them. The three Wanjun ships must have been tampered with each other before, otherwise the cabin would not have been so easy to break. Wanjun was so strong that even if they collided head-on with the warships of Qiuliren, they would not have sunk so quickly.

"I know, how is the ship ahead."

"Those three ships are fine."

Chen Leng turned around: "Calculate the number of people on the side."

In the night, the men who were soaked all over were searching hard and looking forward to it. The comrade who had not appeared in front of them just now suddenly appeared. How good would that be, but the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Not only did the number of missing people not decrease, but after the second count, it was found that two more people were missing.

"When we just reported the numbers, there were still people mingling in our crowd."

Chen Leng's eyes were slightly cold: "Walk forward, there is a big road by the river. Stop on the road and rectify it."

The soldiers walked forward along the grass by the river, one step deep and one step shallow. About a hundred meters away from the river was the official road. There were roads along both sides of the river. They naturally knew that they had been training on the Nanping River for so long.

When they arrived on the road, everyone felt a little relieved, but most people still didn't know what was going on.

"Let the transport ship find the right place to dock and put the horse down!"

Chen Leng shouted loudly.

It took about an hour before the ship in front to find a place that could be slightly closer there. The soldiers drove off the ship and landed on the shore. Shen Leng asked Dewey, Chen Ran to take the three ships back to Anyang Dock after dawn. He jumped onto the back of the big dark horse: "Follow me!"

The soldiers rode forward and followed the big dark horse and rushed back towards the Anyang Dock.

In the farther grass, more than a dozen people hiding there slowly raised their heads. The horse team had already gone away. They looked at each other and were all a little scared. Although they did not suffer much loss and only one person died, but in this case, they were defeated.

"What should we do?"

Several people looked at the person in charge, and the man looked around and lowered his voice: "Go to the official complement dock in front."

Chen Leng and his men ran all night long, and returned to Anyang Dock at noon the next day. When they rushed into the harbor, they frightened the defenders in the dock. These murderous people rushed straight to where the officers were transferred to the road.

Chen Leng kicked the door open with one kick, but there was no one inside.

"Where is the connection?"

Chen Leng asked loudly.

"The Assistant Lord said last night that there was something important to leave, but he had never come back."

Chen Leng sat down on the chair, feeling that a fire just couldn't be released.

About a hundred miles away from Anyang shipyard, Lianlu looked back and snorted coldly. No matter whether he could kill Chen Leng, wouldn't it be so easy to catch him?

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