please make me king

Chapter 987

"Quick, give me a quick stroke!"

The rolling Yangtze River is thousands of miles long, and the Taotao River is hundreds of feet deep.

On the broad Yangtze River, there are more than a dozen sand ships and more than a hundred shuttle boats shuttling through the turbulent waves.

And it was the guerrilla general who commanded the fleet who stood on the largest sand ship and gave orders.

"General, don't act too hastily!" The left and right couldn't help but said with lingering fear, "The thief's artillery is sharp and fierce, so you must guard against it!"

"What are you afraid of? Is there any reason not to accept the great contribution you have made to your door?" The guerrilla couldn't help laughing when he heard the words.

In fact, this guerrilla may not be afraid in his heart, but because of the strong ship and the large number of people, he bullies the opponent's small ship.

This group of thieves came from Huai'an Mansion, made a huge disturbance, and now fled into the Yangtze River again.

The Yangtze River is vast and the water surface is wide, which is suitable for his sand ship with cannons to take advantage of its firepower.

Water battles are different from land battles. Basically, big ships bully small boats, cannons bully small cannons, and the bigger one wins.

No matter how powerful you are, you can run a horse with your arms and stand upright with your fists, but you still have nowhere to use your strength.

"Report, the thief suddenly turned into a reed marsh and disappeared!" Not long after, a soldier reported back.

"Send shuttle boats to search as usual, sand boats are not allowed to enter!" Last time, the guerrilla was careless and led sand boats in.

Unexpectedly, the water there was shallow, and two of them ran aground in a daze. In the end, the thieves killed the officers and soldiers and took the artillery.

Only the shuttle boat is small, shaped like a weaving shuttle, with bamboo masts and cloth sails, with a draft of seven or eight inches, and can only accommodate two or three people.

Its driving is flexible and fast, it can be moved into the foothills when encountering wind and waves, and can be dragged at will when encountering shoals, and it is not afraid of complex terrain at all.

After receiving the guerrilla order, more than a hundred shuttle boats moved like mosquitoes, and quickly plunged into the densely packed reed marshes in front of them.

It's just that after waiting for a long time, there was no movement at all, and Guerrilla couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

What is going on?Could it be that the thieves still have some conspiracy and tricks?
Just when the guerrilla was in a state of confusion, he suddenly heard a scream, and then twenty or thirty boats fled out of the reeds in a panic.

"What's going on? What's going on?" The guerrilla couldn't help but shouted loudly.

"General, it's not good, there are thieves inside." The leading soldier was out of breath and couldn't even speak.

"Come up and answer carefully!" The guerrilla frowned, and then ordered: "Aim the artillery at the reeds, and be careful not to be taken advantage of by thieves."

"You guys, pull him up first!"

Could it be fire attack?The navy is most afraid of fire attack, so when he sees the reeds, he feels uneasy.

"Ah!" Just as he was pondering, a scream suddenly rang in his ears.

The guerrilla general turned his head and saw that the soldier who had escaped just now was shirtless, wearing a calf-nosed jacket, and holding a wrist-removing knife in his hand.

The tip of the sharp knife was still dripping with blood.

"What a thief, kill him!" The guerrilla was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help shouting hastily.

Only now did he realize that this fellow was the thief's spy.

As a result, just after he gave the order, the thief rushed forward, killed three people one by one, and then rushed over with a short gun.

The guerrilla was taken aback, and quickly drew out his waist knife and chopped off the opponent's short gun with a single blow.

But he never expected that the other party would not stop charging forward, so he just passed the wrist-releasing sharp knife forward, and it pierced into his heart with a "poof".

"Hehehe..." That guerrilla wanted to say something at first, but he couldn't say anything, so he died out of breath.

At the same time, those shuttle boats that "escaped back" had already pulled out their hooks and hooked them on the side of the boat, jumping up to fight.

This water battle jump gang is different from land battles. First, they can't wear armor, and second, they can't form an array. They can only fight with blood and courage.

And the officers, soldiers and sailors looked menacing, but in fact, whether they were boatmen or soldiers, most of them were old and weak. How could they be the opponents of this group of fierce thieves?
Not long after, the "thief" had already killed all the officers and soldiers on this ship, and the other ships could not help but turn around and run away in fright.

At this time, gongs and drums sounded, and seventy or eighty river boats came out of the reed marsh immediately.

"General Zhang, you are really skilled!" A strong man in his thirties jumped up and said with a smile, "I was sweating for you just now, but I didn't expect the general to be the general of Pixiu!"

"Go, go, you curse me for hemorrhoids?" The general Zhang couldn't help but cursed with a smile, and then boasted, "Mr. Huang, you're not bad either!"

It turned out that General Zhang and Mr. Huang were none other than Zhang Sanbai and Huang Shoucai who traveled down the Shaying River and mobilized Zhu Dadian, the Governor of Water Transport and Governor of Fengyang, to help.

One of the two is strong in martial arts and bold, the other is proficient in water affairs and has a lively mind. The two complement each other perfectly and only turned Huai'an Mansion upside down.

This forced Zhu Dadian into a situation where there was really no other way. In order to avoid affecting the water transportation, he had no choice but to ask the censor of Cao Jiangdu for the navy to come to "encircle and suppress".

The two of them split the battalion into more than ten units, and with the help of reeds and vegetation on the banks of Hongze Lake and Gaoyou Lake, they fought with the officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers they killed were terrified and had to burn the lakeshore to drive away the rebels.

Seeing that the goal of mobilizing officers and soldiers had been achieved, Zhang Sanbai and Huang Shoucai couldn't help discussing: "Originally, I should go upstream and return to Xiangcheng."

"It's just that now that the officers and soldiers have suffered such a big loss, how are they willing to let it go? There are countless wolves, tigers and leopards along the way, watching them covetously."

"Instead of throwing ourselves into a trap like this, why don't we take advantage of the navy and go straight to the vast Yangtze River to see what he can do?"

The two of them had settled their calculations, and this was the reason why the two sides fought and chased each other in the Wanli Yangtze River.

Not long after, the rebel army killed the sand boats of the officers and soldiers, and took advantage of the advantage that their own ships were larger than the shuttle boats, and went back to strangle the shuttle boat soldiers who had no time to escape.

After killing for half a day, the river was also dyed red, so it was good to give up.

"What should we do now?" Huang Shoucai couldn't help asking with a bitter face.

Don't look at them rushing all the way, turning the water upside down.

In fact, the food in the hands of the rebels has long been running out, and they have to fish to survive on weekdays, and they have almost reached their limit.

"Let's go to Nanyang!" Zhang Sanbai said after thinking for a while, his eyes brightened. "There is a large amount of food and grass for the rebel army, which is suitable for our use."

"Okay, let's do it like this!" The soldiers on the left and right, who had already vomited up the half-baked river fish, couldn't help agreeing after hearing this.

"All right!" The "God of the River" Huang Shoucai actually had no other choice, so he nodded in agreement with Zhang Sanbai's opinion.

So, everyone drove the boat, sailed across the Yangtze River, passed the Han River, and headed for Nanyang City.

It's just this trip, no one thought that they would cause Huguang Governor Xiong Wencan to suffer an unprecedented fiasco.

(End of this chapter)