Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

The night was as dark as ink, the Yangtze River was shrouded in fog, the stars were dim, and only the scattered torches on both sides cast swaying shadows on the water.

In the Han army's water camp, war drums sounded low, and twenty small boats filled with kerosene and hay quietly sailed out. The death warriors on the boats held torches tightly, their eyes fixed on the Chu army's water camp in the distance.

Zhou Yu stood on the deck of the flagship, his armor glowing coldly in the moonlight.

He stared at the river and said in a deep voice, "Set fire to the ships!"

At a command, twenty fireboats shot out like arrows, rushing towards the Chu army's water camp with the help of the night wind and the current.

However, just as the fireboats approached the Chu army's defense line, countless torches suddenly lit up on the river - the Chu army was well prepared!

"put!"

The catapults on the Chu army's Fu ship roared suddenly, and huge stones whizzed into the water, stirring up huge waves.

The fireboats were hit one after another, wood chips flew, kerosene scattered, and a raging fire suddenly ignited on the surface of the river, but they were unable to get close to the Chu army warships.

"As expected!" Zhou Yu gritted his teeth, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

But now that things had come to this, the only option was to attack with force! He suddenly drew his sword and shouted, "All forces, attack!"

The Han army's warships surged towards the Chu army's water camp like a tide, with two Fu ships in the front, and the catapults roared, and huge rocks smashed into the Chu army's defense line.

The Chu army's warships were hit, wood chips flew everywhere, and screams were heard everywhere.

However, the Chu army did not panic, but quickly adjusted its formation. Two huge Fu ships slowly sailed out, and the rams on the bows flashed coldly in the moonlight.

"The Chu army's lucky ships are coming towards us!" exclaimed the Han soldiers.

On the Chu army's lucky ship "Feiyun", Ran Ming's bald head was shining brightly, and he looked like a devil in the firelight.

He stood at the bow, holding a 10-foot-long spear, and said with a fierce grin, "How dare you, little Han soldier, imitate me in a night attack?"

Deputy General Zhou Tai's face turned pale and he said anxiously, "General, the Fu Ship is the foundation of our army. If we attack rashly and it is damaged, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Ran Ming snorted coldly, "The Han army's Fu ships are just newly built, fake ships. The sailors are not even proficient in handling them. I will force them into a head-on battle!"

After saying that, he jumped onto the boat and headed straight for the Fu ship.

Zhou Tai had no choice but to wave torches on the command platform and order the entire army to attack.

Under the cover of more than a dozen turtle ships, the two Fu ships of the Chu army rushed down like tigers from the mountains and attacked the Han fleet.

The Han soldiers were shocked. They thought the Chu army would hold their ground, but they didn't expect them to dare to take the initiative to attack!

Zhou Yu's face changed suddenly when he saw this - although the Han army's Fu ships were large, the sailors were not yet skilled. If they really clashed head-on with the Chu army, the outcome would be unpredictable!

But at this moment, the command platform on the shore flashed with fire, and Liu Shan's order came clearly - "Attack!"

"Damn it!"

Zhou Yu gritted his teeth. If he retreated now, he would be guilty of deceiving the emperor; if he fought, the outcome would be unpredictable.

He took a deep breath and said sternly, "Protect the left and right flanks, two Fu ships will engage, and the last three will raid the formation!"

The two armies' ships finally collided head-on!

"boom--!"

The loud noise of the collision shook the surface of the river, wood chips flew everywhere, and the soldiers on the ship lost their balance and fell down one after another.

The crossbow arrows on the Chu army's Fu ship poured down like a rainstorm. The Han army soldiers raised their shields to block them, but the Chu army's arrows were able to penetrate the shields!

"There's something strange about their arrows!" exclaimed the Han general.

The Chu soldiers rushed onto the deck with wild laughter, and the long swords in their hands were extremely sharp, easily cutting through the leather armor of the Han army.

Ran Ming was like a tiger among a flock of sheep. He swept his spear across, and several Han soldiers were knocked away, and blood splattered on the deck.

"Stop him!" the Han army general roared, and three generals rushed towards Ran Ming at the same time.

Ran Ming laughed wildly, and his spear swept across like a dragon, breaking the weapons of the three men. One of them was pierced through the chest by the spear tip and died on the spot!

"Is there no one in the Han army?" Ran Ming grinned, his spear stained with blood, looking as weird as a demon in the firelight.

The Han soldiers were frightened and their formation began to disintegrate.

On the river, the fighting was deafening. Ran Ming led the Chu army to charge on the deck of the Han army's Fu ship like a tiger, sweeping with spears and splashing blood.

The Han soldiers were retreating step by step. Zhou Yu stood on a high place with a gloomy face.

"We can't delay this any longer!" He growled, gritting his teeth, suddenly raised his hand, and shouted sternly: "Release the water ghost!"

"call out--!"

A sharp whistle pierced the night sky, the river surface suddenly surged, and dozens of black shadows emerged from the water. The Han army's water ghosts held short knives in their mouths and swam towards the Chu army's Fu ship like ghosts.

Their goal was clear - to drill through the bottom of the ship and sink the Chu army warship!

However, just as the water ghosts approached the Chu army's Fu ship, the water flow at the bottom of the ship suddenly stirred violently, and then more black shadows emerged from the water - the Chu army's water ghosts had been lying in ambush here!

"Oh no! There's an ambush!" The Han army's water ghost was shocked, but it was too late.

The Chu army's water ghosts, holding sharp harpoons and short blades, pounced like sharks.

A fierce underwater battle broke out instantly, with flashes of swords and blood mist filling the water.

Although the Han army's water ghosts were brave and fierce, the Chu army was well prepared. Not only did they have the advantage in numbers, they were also more familiar with underwater combat.

Undercurrents surged beneath the surface, and dozens of Han army water ghosts shuttled back and forth like fish, and the sharp ship-carving spikes gleamed coldly in the moonlight.

The two sides engaged in a brutal battle underwater, the dagger and the harpoon collided violently, and a string of bubbles wrapped in blood floated to the surface.

The Han army's water ghosts were interrupted in their action of sabering the boat and had to draw their daggers to fight back.

The Chu army's water ghosts were well-trained. They formed a stranglehold formation in groups of three. The sharp steel hooks cut through the leather armor of the Han army's water ghosts, and the river water was quickly dyed dark red.

A Han army water ghost desperately pierced the enemy's throat, but was pierced through the chest by a harpoon from the side. The last bubbles overflowed from his mouth, and his body slowly sank to the dark bottom of the river.

This underwater encounter lasted only half a quarter of an hour, but more than twenty bodies floated on the surface of the river, drifting with the current.

Zhou Yu stood on the deck, watching his water ghosts being slaughtered, his fists clenched so hard that they made a creaking sound.

This was his last killer move, but now it has completely failed!

"General, we...were defeated." The deputy general's voice trembled.

Zhou Yu stared at the Chu army's Fu ship in the distance. Ran Ming was standing at the bow, showing him a ferocious smile, as if declaring - the Han army has no way out!

Seeing the situation was not good, Zhou Yu shouted sternly: "Retreat! Retreat!"

The Han army's Fuzhou ships began to retreat, and the Chu army soldiers cheered and pursued them, but Ran Ming suddenly raised his hand:

"stop!"

Zhou Tai was puzzled: "General, why don't you chase after them?"

Ran Ming narrowed his eyes and stared at the three Fu ships behind the Han army, sneering, "There's something wrong with their ships."

The three Fujian ships never participated in the battle, but just watched from afar. Their hulls were even shaking, and it was obvious that they were unstable in control.

"Oh, there really is a problem." Ran Ming sneered: "Go back to the ship, let's teach them a lesson today!"

The Chu warships slowly retreated. Ran Ming stood at the bow, his spear pointed at the Han army, and laughed wildly, "Zhou Yu! Next time we meet, I will take your head!"

The Han army retreated in a panic, leaving only burning wrecks of ships and floating corpses on the river.

Zhou Yu stood on the deck, his face gloomy. He knew that the Han army had been defeated in tonight's battle.

What’s even more terrifying is that the Chu army has already discovered the weakness of the Han army’s Fu ships!