Dan rushed to Su Jinyue and hugged her tightly with his hands.

The others also looked nervous and tried to keep their balance to prevent slipping.

Wei Lin frowned, exchanged glances with Wei Langling, and spoke with a worried tone, "The thieves are sabotaging the boat!"

Wei Langling nodded with a heavy expression, his eyes fixed on the window.

There was a sound of "whoosh".

A sharp arrow shot towards the window eaves, followed by a swarm of arrows.

"Protect the master. Team one and team two will take over. Team three will move the cabinets. Team four will guard the gate!"

Wei Langling's orders were concise and powerful, and the Wei Langs acted very quickly, moving swiftly according to Wei Langling's orders.

At this time, Su Jinyue no longer had the mood to play. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she looked towards the direction of Haodadie's room with some worry.

Even though I know that my dad has already prepared for these.

She still couldn't stop worrying.

Outside the window, the sound of fighting was intense, arrows were flying, and the Qin army used improved crossbows to shoot at the endless stream of small boats.

However, to their surprise, there were rows of crossbows on the shore, shooting at the fleet.

Although their repeating crossbows were not as advanced as those of the Qin army, they were much faster than those of previous armies.

Arrows rained down from the sky, and people on the water surface kept falling into the water after being shot by arrows.

The shaking of the ship just now was caused by the group of assassins holding their breath and diving underwater. They were hitting the bottom of the ship with chisels and crowbars, trying to drill a hole in the ship to let the water in and force Ying Zheng to get off.

Their idea was correct, but unfortunately, they failed because they didn't know that the bottom of this big ship was made of thick iron sheets.

That's the bottom of the ship forged from fine iron!

How could it be drilled through by human power?

Several men in black were lurking at the bottom of the ship, hammering hard with their hands.

Again and again, a heavy sound came from the water.

We've clearly been trying very hard, so why is there no crack on the bottom of the boat?

The leader gestured for everyone to continue.

It was difficult to exert force in water, and coupled with the tension, one of the men accidentally hit his own hand with the hammer.

Feeling a huge pain, he subconsciously let go of his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the chisel quickly sank into the water.

He wanted to pick it up anxiously, but was stopped by the person next to him.

They stretched out their fingers and pointed upwards, they had reached the limit of holding their breath and had to float up to breathe.

However, before they could swim out of the water, the Qin soldiers had already jumped in.

The swords and knives arrive before the people do.

A cloud of blood immediately emerged from the water at the bottom of the boat.

The fierce fighting continues.

Ying Zheng stared at the battle outside with a grim expression. His right hand was on the sword at his waist, his eyes like an eagle, calculating the background of these assassins.

Before this, Ziying had written to remind him that the group would soon split into three groups and attack the patrol team.

He had to admit that he was a little careless.

This group of assassins is completely different from the previous petty fights.

Brave, fearless, orderly, and extremely powerful.

It is obvious that he has undergone rigorous training.

This group of people are soldiers, warriors whose hands are stained with blood.

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng's eyes flashed.

Private soldiers.

The long-sought-after private soldier actually showed up on his own.

"Pass the order." Ying Zheng drew his sword, placed it on his chest, extended his finger, and slowly slid it across the blade. He spoke in a low and slow voice, "Don't use the thunder. Capture him alive."

"Yes!" A loud voice sounded, and the messenger quickly left the house and passed the order outside.

bang bang bang-

The sound of arrows continued.

The screams on the deck were getting louder and louder.

The front and rear ships gradually closed together, surrounding the tower ship in the middle. It was both a rescue and a siege.

The assassins who had already boarded the ship had no chance of escaping.

The leading man in black looked around in despair.

They risked their lives to board the ship, but they didn't even go up to the second floor.

He grabbed the cloth on his head, a look of determination flashed across his eyes, and then he took out a bamboo flute from his arms, put it to his mouth, and blew it hard.

A sharp whistle echoed across the river.

"Oh no! He's sending a message. Take him down!"

Hearing the whistle, the doctor immediately gave an alert order to the guards to speed up.

The Wei Langs, who were sailing towards the river and preparing to capture the crossbowmen on the shore, also quickly paddled their boats.

However, it was still too late.

Flames lit up along the river bank.

"Rockets, it's rockets! Prepare to put out the fire!"

"Crossbowmen, aim at the fire and fire!"

The loud shout of the doctor-in-chief was repeated by the messenger and spread in all directions.

At the same time, rockets fell from the sky and shot towards the ship.

"Put out the fire! Water—"

"Kill, brothers, charge—"

The sounds of shouting, running, and splashing water were intertwined together.

Su Jinyue looked at the fire outside the window, anxiously sat up, and stretched her neck to look outside.

"It's okay, Master. His Majesty has made all the arrangements."

Dan gently stroked Su Jinyue's back and persuaded her in a steady tone.

Xu Fu in the corner also spoke up and advised: "Yes, Master, you must believe in His Majesty and believe in your disciples."

He adjusted his hair and raised his chin proudly. "My disciples have coated the entire ship with waterproof and fireproof paint. These rockets will definitely not catch fire!"

Hearing this, Su Jinyue felt relieved and praised Xu Fu in a good mood.

"Master, of course, knows your abilities. Now that you've said so, we're definitely safe."

"It's all thanks to my master's good teaching." Xu Fu raised the corners of his mouth, his face full of unconcealable pride.

Seeing him like this, Su Jinyue lowered her head silently.

My hair is all white.

I'm also a disciple who likes to be praised.

So easy to coax...

It is because I met such a good master like her.

Otherwise, you wouldn’t even know you were sold.

However, Xu Fu's ability is indeed worthy of recognition, especially such a large ship that took him several years of hard work.

When the rocket fell, sparks flashed at first, but they were quickly extinguished by Wei Lang.

The archers on the shore quickly loaded new arrows and prepared to shoot again.

However, there was no chance at all.

Because the Qin army has arrived!

As the small boats approached, a large number of guards climbed ashore and followed the firelight to find the position of the archers.

Close combat is about to break out.

The battle was nearing its end when the sky turned white.

All the ships were quietly parked in the middle of the river. The decks were in a mess, with corpses lying all over the place. Blood flowed into the river through the cracks in the decks, dyeing the water into different shades of red.

Ying Zheng looked at everything in front of him, turned back to the room, sat on the dragon throne, and fell into deep thought.

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