"Zhu Yingjun?" Qing Yiyi was so drunk that he turned around and glanced disdainfully: "He's just a native. Do you really think that the senior sister was injured by Langya?
Don’t worry, if necessary, I can ask the shipyard’s escort fleet to help you!”
"Is this what you said? You can't go back on it?" Zhu Yingjun's eyes lit up. The escort fleet of Xingyao Shipyard has fifty battleships, all of which are medium-sized or above. They are much more powerful than his East China Sea Fleet.
If he could really help, he wouldn't be afraid of Langya anymore!
Unless everyone in Langya's army has wings, they will never be able to fly over the Mo River.
"I won't regret it!" Qing Yiyi stood up crookedly and took a few steps forward to hold on to the side of the ship.
"Ooooooo, mom!"
"Please, save the child!"
In the river, a woman held up a two- or three-year-old girl whose body was covered in scars from predatory fish bites. She desperately grabbed a wooden board and called for help from the battleship.
"Okay, did you throw it up?" Qing Yiyi laughed, as if he saw something very interesting, and poured the liquor in his hand towards the woman.
"Ah," the woman screamed in pain with her face covered with wounds. Despite this, she still did not dare to feel dissatisfied.
"Please, please!" She endured the severe pain and threw the little girl in her arms upwards five meters, ten meters. The child was miraculously thrown up to a height of more than ten meters.
As he watched, Qing Yiyi grabbed the child, but before the joy in the woman's eyes could light up, it suddenly turned into fear.
"Hahaha!"
Qing Yiyi laughed and threw the little girl in his hand like a ball, landing far away on a burning merchant ship.
"Haha, fun, really fun!"
"Devil, you must die a good death!"
Qing Yiyi's excited laughter and the woman's desperate wailing were intertwined and spread far and wide.
"Madman!" Zhu Yingjun looked ugly, cursed in a low voice, turned around and went to the command cabin.
Although the disciples of the sect regard the common people as ants, they, the direct disciples, are usually more careful.
He was not used to people like Qing Yiyi who did not do any superficial work.
"General!" A navy general walked up to Commander Cang Tu and shouted in a low voice.
Qing Yiyi's behavior was like a basin of ice water, cooling down their dizzy heads caused by looting wealth.
The people of the sect do not regard the common people as their lives, but what is the difference between these people and the common people? In the eyes of the sect people, are they all the same untouchables?
"Don't say much, just pass the order secretly and stop it!" Commander Cang Tu also lost his smile on his face.
He also realized at this moment that the one he was riding on was also a noble. Although it was okay for the time being, who could guarantee that he would not be like these people in the river in the future?
"Boom, boom." The bombardment continued, but the accuracy was inexplicably off. The shells flew past the side of the ship. Many civilian ships insisted on docking before they were completely blown up.
Qing Yiyi leaned on the side of the ship drunkenly, while Zhu Yingjun went to the command cabin to look at the map. For a while, no one noticed anything was wrong.
"Report, General, there is news from the front. King Langya ordered the Mohe Fleet to leave the port and rescue the people who fell into the water!"
Less than ten miles away from the Tianfeng Pass dock, a sentry came to report, and Cang Tu's expression changed drastically: "Are you sure the news is correct? Was it King Langya who ordered the Mohe fleet to leave the harbor to rescue people?
It’s not Huang Quliang, who wants to go out of Hong Kong to save people?”
"Commander, who is Huang Quliang? You still don't know that he would risk his life to go out to Hong Kong to save others?"
"I never expected that King Langya would be so kind and righteous that he would be willing to let the battleship leave the harbor!"
"If you ask me, the natives of our Seventh Continent are more reliable than outsiders!"
Without waiting for the sentry to answer, several generals nearby began to murmur in low voices.
"Shut up, you don't want to live anymore!" Cang Tu glared, and the generals immediately shut up.
Holding the secret message in his hand, he turned around and walked towards the command cabin.
I walked to the door of the command cabin and paused for a while. When I could see the majestic Tianfengguan city wall, I took a deep breath and opened the door.
"Your Highness, we will soon enter the range of Tianfeng Pass. The latest news is that King Langya ordered the Mohe Fleet to leave the harbor to rescue people?"
"Oh, Li Wenhao is so confused? That's great!"
Zhu Yingjun was overjoyed when he heard this. He excitedly picked up the monocular and looked out: "Give me the order to speed up the fleet and annihilate the Mo River Fleet!"
"Follow the order!" Cang Tu reluctantly accepted the order. Fortunately, Zhu Yingjun looked excited and looked at the river without noticing the change in Cang Tu's face.
"Boom boom!"
The East China Sea Fleet, with a large ship as the vanguard, rushed forward with ten medium-sized ships and all small ships.
The remaining ten medium-sized ships escorted the flagship and followed closely behind.
"The whole army lines up and prepares to fight!"
Outside the pier, Huang Quliang gritted his teeth and shouted that he couldn't run anymore, so he had to fight hard.
The three medium-sized warships of the Mo River Fleet were lined up with their bows facing south. The black iron cannons and crystal cannons on the port side all adjusted their gun heads to aim at the river to the east.
It stands to reason that a medium-sized ship is only about 120 meters long and can have at most twenty black iron cannons and three crystal cannons.
Li Wenhao nearly doubled the number, with thirty black iron cannons and five crystal cannons. He only had these three medium-sized ships, so he might as well use three as five ships!
"Quick, speed up to rescue people and retreat to the river bank!"
"Get out of the way, move the hulk out of the harbor, the enemy ship is coming!"
The dock was buzzing with people. Although the Mohe Fleet only had three medium-sized ships, fortunately there were quite a few small ships more than thirty meters long. There were seventeen ships in total, which was more than the East China Sea Fleet.
In a short period of time, most of the people who fell into the water have been rescued, and seven of them are setting up a second line of defense.
In fact, small battleships have weak protective shields and each have only five black iron cannons, so they are not very useful in a battle of this scale.
However, it is also good to be able to take some of the pressure on medium-sized battleships!
"Wen Hao, the people are almost saved, let's let the fleet withdraw to the port?"
On top of the city wall, seeing the huge East China Sea Fleet approaching quickly like a swarm of sharks, Elena's anxious little face turned pale.
"We can't withdraw now. Once we withdraw, our formation will be completely disrupted. We can only survive the first round of attacks!"
Li Wenhao took a deep breath and stared at the river. His only fleet was below, how could he not worry.
However, the distance was too far, and he had no use for his powerful strength.
If there were only two or three medium-sized ships, or one large ship, he could take the risk and bring a few high-level fire spirits to fight against the gunfire.
But there are more than 30 ships here, and it is impossible to fight against them. Even if they rush up, they will not be able to hold them!
"shooting!"
The three medium-sized ships of the Mohe Fleet took the lead in firing before the enemy troops could get into formation.
A total of fifteen crystal cannons shot out fifteen beams of light, roaring along the river.
The scorching heat caused the river water to evaporate instantly, raising large amounts of white mist.