The sky is oppressive, the sea breeze is cold, battleships have sunk in this sea one after another, and whirlpools everywhere have swept away everything that countless people left behind in this world.
"Lu Xiufu, you have lost, surrender!" Zhenjin looked at Lu Xiufu standing on the deck of the battleship not far away and said slowly.
Arnold stood beside him, looking at the mess around him. Broken wooden boards, sunken battleships, and floating corpses. The sea breeze blew by, carrying a strong smell of blood.
"Hahaha..." Lu Xiufu suddenly burst out laughing, "Lost? I, Lu Xiufu, never admit defeat. I would rather die if I were asked to surrender and become a slave to the subjugation of my country."
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the battleship Lu Xiufu was on suddenly accelerated its speed. The battleship was huge, but it was as fast as a sharp arrow.
Zhenjin's expression changed, but at this time the two ships were not far from each other, and in just a moment the battleship collided with them.
The hull shook violently, and began to tilt up during the shaking. It was obvious that the ship could not withstand such an impact, and it was about to capsize and sink immediately.
Lu Xiufu's laughter was still everywhere, but at this moment Arnold sounded helpless and desperate. She looked at Lu Xiufu. He was standing on the deck, his figure as upright as a pine tree. Next to him was a seven or eight-year-old child.
.Zhao Bing seemed to be aware of Arnold's gaze, and a bitter but indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The collision of the two warships caused a series of reactions. Countless Song warships began to speed up and collide with the Meng Yuan warship. There was a trace of sadness in the shouts, and there was a heart of dying together.
Countless warships were silent, and the sea seemed to start roaring at this moment. The wind became fierce, like an ice knife cutting across it. The gloomy sky became even gloomier, and the sky seemed to fall directly.
The boat under Arnold's feet began to sway, and Zhenjin didn't care much. He pulled her and jumped directly towards a small boat not far away. At this time, staying away from the sea area where the battleship sank was the only way to save your life.
"Hold on to me." Zhenjin's gentle voice came from the top of her head, and the strength in her arms became even stronger.
Arnold hugged Zhenjin tightly, only to hear a "ding" sound in her ears. Through the gap, she looked over and saw that Lu Xiufu had held a bow in his hand. The bow was as curved as the full moon, and the arrows were as sharp and as fast as light.
Arnold felt a cold chill on his back, and he broke out in dense cold sweat. Lu Xiufu was really persistent, and even at this point he was still unwilling to let go.
After three consecutive arrows, Zhenjin used the long sword in his hand to pick them apart. His body turned in a circle in the air and landed steadily on the small boat.
The joy of standing on something real again could not make Arnold relax at all, because the surrounding warships began to fall silent, and many people jumped into the sea. The water in this area of the sea was very deep, and it was a cold day at this time. She had also
The feeling of falling into the water is simply unbearable.
Fortunately, this small boat was originally the one they were riding in, and after going around and around, they returned to the boat. The soldiers who originally rowed the oars were still there, and they rowed hard and began to move away from the sea area.
Watching a ship sink slowly into the sea, leaving only a huge whirlpool in the end.
Lu Xiufu stood on the deck, but his eyes were clear. He reached out and took Zhao Bing's hand, and slowly raised his head, "The Song Dynasty is over."
The wind messed up his hair, and the gray hair turned into a silvery white at this moment. He looked up to the sky and shouted, "The Song Dynasty is over..." With the unwilling voice, he suddenly picked up Zhao Bing and lifted his feet.