The Age of Lords Reborn

Chapter 649 Sanxiang, the decisive battle (for subscription)
"Ah~cut~~"

When Mo Xiaobai and others were celebrating their achievements, the little girl Mo Xiaoyou yawned inexplicably in a prince's residence in Vijaya, the capital of Champa.

Rubbing the bridge of her little nose, Mo Xiaoyou took off the blindfold.

"Mom, did I just say the right thing?"

In front of Mo Xiaoyou, there were ten plates, each with a small piece of wood.It doesn't look very conspicuous, but it is actually a jalan incense that only the royal family can use.

Hearing the little girl's question, Mother Mo immediately shook her head: "Ten years and 15 years are wrong."

"Still made two mistakes?" Mo Xiaoyou's face collapsed when she heard the words, but after sighing, she closed her eyes again, turned around and said, "Mom, go on, if I'm more serious, I won't make mistakes. .”

Seeing that Xiaoyou still refused to give up, Mo's mother couldn't help shaking her head: "These agarwoods, not to mention not lit, have the same smell even if they are lit. How can you smell it just by smelling it? The task that the prince gave you is not at all worth it. I can't do it, Xiaoyou, listen to your mother, let's go to Siam tomorrow by ourselves, without others leading the way."

The mother and daughter have been thinking about these ten pieces of Jialan agarwood of different years for several days.

Mo's mother didn't know what agarwood was or not. Seeing that Mo Xiaoyou had been staying at home for two days, and spent at least twenty hours a day facing this very agarwood, she felt that it was necessary to talk to the little girl. .

It's just a small task that may be rewarded, and there is nothing to regret if you can't complete it.

It's a pity that Mo's mother wanted to persuade Xiaoyou to give up, but the little girl refused to 'give up': "Prince Jaya Sanghavarman has promised me that as long as I can become the most powerful incense smeller in Vijaya City, who can discern jalan incense , he will take me to the linga ceremony, where it is possible to see the real Sanxiang artifact, mom, please help me."

You girl is still thinking about that non-existent Sanxiang artifact?

Mo's mother shook her head helplessly. She didn't believe at all that this remote Champa country could have any magic weapon.

She didn't believe it at all when the prince of Jayasamo boasted about the best ambergris, musk, and jalan, and now she doesn't like the prince who bewitched her daughter.

If there is such an artifact, why can't it be seen that it blesses Champa to grow and develop, but the country that has been beaten by opponents time and time again falls.

However, her daughter didn't give up, so she could only shake her head: "On the last day of today, we practice until ten o'clock in the evening. If we can't do it, we will give up. Let's go to Siam to find your father. It might be more fun than Champa."

"Yeah, it's the last day of practice."

Xiaoyou nodded immediately, quickly held her breath, and focused all her attention on her breath.

.........

After a lapse of one day, the battle on Poyang Lake resumed.

Compared with the previous two battles, in the third round of the battle, Yuan Meng obviously overwhelmed nearly [-] to [-]% of the navy's combat power.

In the face of hundreds of mighty Yuanmeng warships approaching with the momentum of locking the lake, Zhou Yu and others did not dare to be careless. They also almost dispatched the Song Army navy, Zhou Yu, Yu Dayou, Liu Rengui, Zhang Shijie, Han Zhao and others respectively. Leading a part of the fleet, they collided and fought with Yuanmeng in the vast Poyang Lake.

This time Mo Xiaobai also went into battle in person, together with Liu Rengui to face the Yuanmeng enemy army in front of him.

Seeing the warships of both sides crossing each other, Mo Xiaobai didn't wait for Liu Rengui to force the enemy ship to stop, and jumped to the opposite side, followed by twenty silver armored guards, who also hurriedly followed, guarding around Mo Xiaobai.

"Since it's a decisive battle, it should look like a decisive battle!"

"Enemy in front of me, not one left!"

The spear stabbed rapidly, and Mo Xiaobai was also giving orders to the surrounding soldiers at the same time.Seeing that Mo Xiaobai, who is the governor, is so brave, the soldiers of the Song Dynasty behind him also became more and more angry.

At this moment, countless warships fought in a melee, fighting for courage.

But the generals in Dream City can stimulate the fighting spirit and determination of the soldiers under their command to the greatest extent.

kill!

In front of Mo Xiaobai and many silver-armored guards, there is almost no one-on-one enemy.On the other battlefields, when both Zhou Yu and Yu Dayou pulled out their weapons and led the troops to kill the enemy, many Yuanmeng sailors could only avoid defeat.

A melodious ensemble came from the rear commanding the warship, and the Qin King's Battle Song once again demonstrated the charm and efficacy of the war song.

It is a sharp weapon that can make the strong stronger!

When the melee in Poyang Lake lasted from noon to dark, the lake water in the fighting area had already been dyed red.The whole lake is full of dilapidated warship wrecks and floating corpses of dead soldiers.

There are those from the Song Dynasty, but more from Yuan and Mongolia.

"withdraw!"

After several hours of fierce fighting, the Yuanmeng navy, whose warships had already lost nearly [-], chose to flee south immediately after the sun set and the moon rose.

If the fight continues, the last hundred warships will also be handed over here, and then they will not be able to complete the task assigned by the marshal, let alone go back alive.

"Don't let the enemy ship escape, all trebuchets are ready to throw stones!"

As the pursuer, Mo Xiaobai is also acting in a full set. In fact, he is really eager to solve all these water warships of Yuanmeng first.Without the last hundred or so warships, no matter how much Yuan Meng wanted to transfer ships from above, he might not be able to transfer hundreds of ships in a year.

From the beginning of the war to the present, there are almost seven or eight hundred Yuanmeng warships that have been damaged in the hands of Huimengke Navy. If you count the ones taken away by Ali Hague, Yuanmeng can compete on the Jiangnan battlefield. The thousands of warships invested have all been laid out.

Except for those that could still move, the others were either destroyed in battle or in a sneak attack, and a small part was snatched into their hands by Zhou Yu and others.

It's just that although he wanted to kill the Yuanmeng navy in one go, Mo Xiaobai was also winking at Liu Rengui while yelling.

The latter nodded tacitly, and whispered something to the messengers beside him.

After a commotion, although it seemed that the Song navy was still pursuing persistently, and hundreds of flying stones were smashed into the distance, the building ships that were originally at the back of the battlefield, and a dozen mid-wing warships were released. Slow down.

Turned a corner under the hazy moonlight, and quietly hid in an inner arc water area south of the water village.

At the same time, at the bottom of Shizhong Mountain.

As the fierce battle ahead continued from dawn to dusk, Yuanmeng soldiers who had been guarding in the cave for a while finally had a chance to see the bright moon.

"Hurry up, we have to arrive at the Dasong Water Village before dawn."

"The speed must be accelerated, it is not easy to sneak attack after dawn."

"Whether we can win this battle or not depends entirely on us."

As soon as this mixed fleet of Shangdu and players left Shizhong Mountain, the commander kept shouting orders.

Although the plan is perfect, they are not close to the Dasong water village, and they also need to race against time.

Of course, they don't know at this time that they are also racing against the god of death.

(End of this chapter)