"There is also such a way of playing." Wei Shengjin looked at the Qin army who was hitting his own fleet at full speed, and his heart was full of shock. In this era, ships are life. In Wei Shengjin's opinion, such a way of playing can only be played like this when he is desperate. Looking at the Qin army's way of playing, Wei Shengjin really opened his mouth wide.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Just when Wei Shengjin was stunned, the fleets of both sides had already collided. Even though the impact of the Fu Ship was not as fierce as the Xianyang Sail Battleship, the Fu Ship occupied the advantage of the collision corner and knocked Wei Han's turtle ship into a dizzy way.

Wei Shengjin stood on the deck of his big turtle ship, looking at his own fleet that was hit in a distorted manner. This round of impacts was far more lethal to the fleet than the Qin army's artillery bombardment, and many turtle ships had begun to leak water.

"Go up the pivoting line and grab the ship." Wei Shengjin raised the long sword in his hand and waved it at the Qin army.

Wei Shengjin knew in his heart that nearly half of the turtle ships in his fleet had begun to leak water, and these ships could no longer sail on the sea. Losing a ship on the sea means that it is not far from death. Now hiding a ship is not just a matter of war. Assuming that the Qin army's ships cannot be seized, the only thing waiting for the Wei Han people is the sea of ​​death.

The ship's side of the Xianyang Sail Battleship was too high. The Han people ignored the big ship and stared at the blessed ship behind. The Han people approached the Qin army's blessed ship, and then they were thrown into the Qin army's blessed ship one by one. The Han people, like big horse monkeys, held weapons in their mouths and climbed up to the Qin army's blessed ship.

The soldiers on the ship were all elite troops of the Shenwu Army. After more than ten days of drifting at the sea, they were a little out of shape, both mentally and physically. With the sound of war drums on the Xianyang, the soldiers on the other ships seemed to be injected with chicken blood.

"Wind, wind, wind."

"Wind, wind, wind."

More than fifty soldiers on the lucky ship shouted in unison. The Qin army in black-clad black armor did not stop the Han people from climbing. They had already formed a formation on the deck and waited for the rabbit to wait.

As the first guard Han Ren appeared from the deck, black heads emerged from outside the deck. The continuous guard Han Ren had already begun to occupy one side of the deck. Looking at the Qin army in front of him, the guard Han Ren rushed to the deck felt like he had entered a wolf's nest.

Wei Han and Mahan were not rich, and they could not master many blacksmiths. Except for some major generals who could wear copper armor and iron armor, it was already very good for the rest of the soldiers to have leather armor. More soldiers were just wearing cloth clothes. Wei Han, who had such simple equipment, couldn't help but feel numb when facing the fully armed Qin army.

"Bang, bang, bang."

As the drum beats coming from the Xianyang flagship became more and more rapid, the Qin army's battle formation began to advance towards the Han people in the Guards. The Qin army moved like a black iron wall, surging in the sea.

"Wind, wind, wind."

The Qin army's battle formations rushed among the Han people in the Wei Han people. Although there were more Han people in the Wei Han people, the combat power of the Qin army was obviously stronger. The inferior weapons of the Wei Han people were cut under the command of the Qin army. Not to mention the Qin army's armor, some weapons even broke directly. In terms of weapons, the Qin army and the Han people in the Wei Han people were almost in the same era.

Wei Shengjin miscalculated again. The naval battle method he used for twenty years was already one era behind the Qin Dynasty. It turned out that even if the Qin army allowed them to climb onto the deck, the Wei Han people were still no match for the Qin people.

The war on the deck was more like a massacre than a war. Except for the better water quality of these Han people than the Qin army, the rest were simply vulnerable. On the battlefield, there were broken limbs and broken arms, broken weapons, and blood mist everywhere. Some of the Han people who were seriously injured were rolling on the deck, and the blood from the wound gushed out like a fountain. The Han people who were injured let out a wail, and then saw huge soles of their feet trampling. These Han people were not in pain or bleed to death, but were trampled to death by their own brothers.

The battlefield on Fu Ship was hot, which really made Wang Li on the flagship itchy. Because the ship's side of the Xianyang ship was too high, there was no attention of the guards' Koreans to attack the Xianyang ship, which made the people on the Xianyang ship only watch as the brothers on the next ship killed the enemy, and they could only watch.

"I can only watch this. If I had known, I would have been on the lucky boat for a long time." Wang Li looked at Fan Kuai, who was like chopping melons and vegetables on the lucky boat not far away, and said angrily.

"You have a gun in your hand, not a fire stick. You're fucking shooting." Li Chen glared at Wang Li and said unhappy.

The Shenji Camp under Wang Li happened to be in charge of the guards of the Xianyang. With Li Chen's order, the soldiers immediately shot at the ship in the distance. When Wang Li fired his gun, the Koreans were really in trouble. They had to resist the Qin army's attack in front, and there were also Wang Li's group of ill-ethical and smoke-filled guns behind him from time to time.

"Wei Shuai, I can't beat you, I really can't beat you."

On Wei Shengjin's big turtle boat, a general who had retreated from the front roared at the top of his lungs. His body was covered in blood, and his left arm was broken.

The battlefield in front of him is beyond description as a terrible sight, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is a Shura field. The Qin people were like bloody Shura harvesting their prey. Wei Shengjin already knew that he was defeated, completely defeated. He won all his life and saved such a large family business for Wei Han Navy. But after only one defeat, there was nothing left.

On the big turtle boat, Wei Shengjin looked solemn. He looked at the bloody soldiers in front of him, took a heavy breath and said, "You can escape, escape separately in a small boat, it is difficult for the Qin people to pursue."

When Wei Shengjin said this, his eyes were already full of darkness, and he had already given up. In this battle, he defeated the Wei Han people's navy. He was Wei Han's sinner. Perhaps this sea area no longer belongs to Wei Han in the future, so there is no need for him to exist.

"Ship Wei, don't worry about the green mountains left by the time you stayed, don't be too busy." The Wei Hanren on the boat naturally saw the despair of his grandmaster and quickly persuaded him.

"There is no future, this sea no longer belongs to Wei Han. Even if the Qin people's ship is given to Wei Han for a hundred years, Wei Han cannot build it. I will be defeated, Wei Han will be defeated." Wei Shengjin sat cross-legged on the deck, looking at the turtle ship burning in the distance.

The turtle ship was invented by Wei Shengjin, and he also relied on this sea for more than 20 years with the turtle ship. The arrival of the Qin army proved that it is no longer the era of turtle ships, nor is it the era of Wei Shengjin.

"The sea has always welcomed his master." Wei Shengjin stared at the Xianyang Sail Battleship. This ship was simply an out of reach of his dream.
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