Chapter 151: Wei Zhen Foreign Land

"Old guy, what should I do with them?" Fang Mao and Su Dingfang stood on the deck and looked at the blue sea. At this time, there was no wind in the sea, and there was no wave on the sea surface. It was as smooth as a beautiful mirror, making people feel comfortable to look at.

Su Dingfang smiled and joked, "No way? Have you fallen in love with them? Tell me, who do you like? I promise to do it for you after you say it, and let you take a beautiful Man Po back to the Central Plains. Guess, what kind of reaction will you have if you really bring a Man Po back to the Central Plains? It must be that the people will look at them as rare things, and even treat your brother as a spiritual monkey in Kunlun Mountains. Haha!"

I have saved so many women unintentionally, and I can't communicate with them. I don't know their origin at all. It's really hard to deal with them. It will become a burden if I take them with me. If I don't take them, I can only throw them into the sea to feed them. Fang Mao would never do such a thing.

He was very puzzled about this injury. Now he really regretted why he had a momentary impulse. It was just that they were very kind to save them because they ravaged the Mongolian soldiers. They were barbarians and not their compatriots. If they had known that it would be difficult to deal with it now, they shouldn't have saved them at that time.

Fang Mao had no choice but to ask Su Dingfang for help. He thought that Su Dingfang had many ways to deal with these women, but he didn't expect that he would ridicule him, distort his thoughts, and punch Su Dingfang in the back. Su Dingfang screamed, Fang Mao looked at him squintly, and acted like you deserved it.

"What are you doing with such a big force?" Su Dingfang muttered dissatisfied. Fang Maocai was too lazy to pay attention to him, pinched his knuckles until they were loud, and looked at Su Dingfang with his eyes. He couldn't understand the meaning. That means that if you don't want to come up with a good idea, I must practice sandbag with you.

Su Dingfang knew that if he didn't come up with an idea, Fang Mao would definitely take him to practice sandbags, so he had to say, "I think their home is not too far from here. We just need to send them to the shore. As for theirs, we don't care. It doesn't match our purpose, so we don't have to ask about it."

At this time, Su Dingfang didn't know how much impact the woman they saved was due to momentary indignation. This was directly related to the survival of the Southern Song Expeditionary Force. After a long time, when he understood this, he regretted that he said such words at that time.

"I think so too." Fang Mao finally stopped pinching his knuckles and looked at the sea and said, "I want them to help point the direction, and you can find land soon, they can go home, and we can also complete the task, which is a good thing."

Su Dingfang nodded and said, "That's the case, the problem is that they speak, we can't understand at all. We can't understand at all." Both sides' speeches are not compatible, which is indeed a problem.

Fang Mao turned his head and looked at Su Dingfang without saying anything. After a while, he said, "Of course we have to come forward and talk to them." He paused and said, "Do you want me to bring that girl to you on the bed? There is very little fun to sail on the sea. Having a beautiful girl can relieve loneliness."

Su Dingfang was born with the ability to communicate with others. Even if he couldn't speak, he could express his meaning clearly and make people understand it. Naturally, he had to do so.

The girl he was talking about was the girl who cut off her breasts for Mongolian soldiers. She seemed to be the leader of these women. She would listen to her words, so Fang Mao thought of her at once.

Su Dingfang punched Fang Mao with his right hand, and Fang Mao lowered his head and then suffered pain on his butt. It was obvious that Su Dingfang was playing the strategy of vocalizing the east and attacking the west. His fist was a false move, and his right foot was the real killer. Fang Mao's butt suffered a loss and said, "Go to die."

Fang Mao and Su Dingfang had a good relationship. The two were used to playing. Fang Mao was about to kick Su Dingfang back, but raised his right foot, but stopped in the air. His eyes were staring straight ahead and shouted, "Old guy, look quickly, here." His voice was very surprised, as if he had discovered a new continent.

"Look at you, a big-headed ghost." Su Dingfang was ready to dodge his big feet. Unexpectedly, he didn't kick over and curse casually. His eyes looked in the direction of Fang Mao's fingers. He saw that the sea water in the distance was red. From a distance, he didn't know how vast it was, and was slowly rushing towards the fleet.

A red tide of this scale is very abnormal. Su Dingfang's experience accumulated over the years of traveling on the sea told him that there was a problem. He looked at the red tide motionlessly, and his mind was turning rapidly, thinking about the reasons. A gust of sea breeze blew over, and the smell of blood came to his nose and rushed in, which made people disgusted.

Fang Mao and Su Dingfang looked at each other, and they saw the surprise in each other's eyes. Needless to say, the red tide of such a scale must have been dyed red by blood. The sea breeze blew, and the red tide accelerated. Su Dingfang saw clearly that countless corpses, broken limbs and arms, broken ship boards, and broken guns, spears and arrows were floating on the sea surface.

The answer is very clear. There is a large-scale naval battle ahead. Judging from the red tide and the corpses floating on the sea, the scale of the battle is very large. Su Dingfang and Fang Mao looked at each other and sent out the meaning of inquiry in his eyes, asking the other party what to do. This decision is not easy. If such a large-scale battle, if the Southern Song fleet went over, it would cause misunderstandings between the two sides and get involved in the battle, and it would be a big trouble.

The two have been together for a long time, and they have nodded slightly. They have reached an agreement, that is, to take a detour, there is no need to go to this muddy water and cause trouble.

The reason why they decided like this was not that they were afraid of trouble. On the contrary, they were very brave. Su Dingfang dared to bomb Manila with a fleet, so he would not care about this matter, but there was no need to cause such trouble.

The girl suddenly rushed out of the cabin and gave her endless guidance to Su Dingfang, pointed to the fleet and pointed at Chi Chao, and then to the distance, talking nonstop, her face full of anxiety. She had lost too much color, and her pale face, which was seriously injured, turned red, needless to say, was anxious.

Fang Mao couldn't understand what she meant, so he looked at her curiously. Su Dingfang first looked at her for a while, and quickly turned around in his mind, thinking about her meaning. After thinking for a while, he finally understood what she meant. He clapped his hands, nodded to the girl, and turned to Fang Mao and said, "She means that there are their people in the war ahead, and she wants us to save their people."

This girl seemed to have extraordinary knowledge. When the women saw the Invincible Battleship, they looked like they were suffering, but she was extremely calm, as if they had been used to large ships like Invincible Battleships. However, the careful Su Dingfang noticed that she was observing the Invincible Battleship in secret. Su Dingfang, who was good at observing, also noticed that she was secretly estimating when people were not paying attention. The reason why she asked Su Dingfang and the others for help was because she already knew the powerful combat power of the Invincible Battleship.

If anyone fell into the water, Fang Mao knew that he would have no choice but to save him, but this was a major national event. If they went to save him, it would be like he was involved in a war, which would lead the fleet into an abyss of unexpected results. The matter was too great, and Fang Mao didn't think about it and flatly refused: "No, this matter is absolutely impossible."

Su Dingfang knew that Fang Mao's concerns were right, so he shook his head at the girl, saying that it was impossible. The girl suddenly became anxious and whispered, and tears in her eyes were flowing down. Her originally weak body could no longer bear the blow and was shaking. If a woman next to her hadn't helped her, she would have fallen on the deck.

Fang Mao smiled apologetically at the girl, showing that she was helpless. Crystal tears burst out from her eyes and she fainted. Su Dingfang waved to the two women beside her, meaning that they wanted them to help her down and rest. The two women understood and helped the girl down.

Su Dingfang and Fang Mao understood the girl's mood very much. They looked at her back and sighed helplessly. The two looked at each other and Su Dingfang said, "Let's go around."

Fang Mao also had this intention. With a command, the fleet accelerated its navigation. Not long after, a faint shouting of killing came from the front. Fang Mao blew the flag and the fleet began to detour.

The fleet began to detour, and a fleet in the distance was heading towards the Southern Song fleet. In just a while, the originally vague fleet was clearly visible, with as many as hundreds. Fang Mao saw the flag on the ship clearly and cursed hatefully: "Tartars! Damn it, it's Tartars!"

They saved those women and killed many Mongolian soldiers, proving that there was a Mongolian army nearby, and it was not surprising that they met the Mongolian fleet here. It has always been Fang Mao's wish to go to the battlefield and fight with the Mongolians with real swords and guns, but he has been unable to fulfill this wish after another appointment. Now the Mongolians are in front of him, and they can finally fulfill their wish. His eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and there was excitement in his hatred.

Su Dingfang and his soldiers also saw the flag of the coming boat. Their performance was similar to Fang Mao and shouted in unison: "Tartars are Tartars." After several months of sailing, they were extremely bored. The soldiers of the Song army had long wanted to find something to do. Without waiting for Fang Mao's order, they ran to their posts, adjusted their muzzles, aimed at the incoming boat, and kept loading shells. As long as Fang Mao gave the order, they would definitely give a "salute" to the Mongolian fleet.

The Mongolian fleet blew the flags to ask the Southern Song fleet to stop. Fang Mao snorted and cursed: "Damn it, stinky Tartars, I want me to stop, I think beautifully." He turned his head and asked Su Dingfang, "Old guy, I want to give the Tartars some meeting gifts, what do you think?"

He meant to fight the Mongolian fleet and fight the Mongolian fleet into the sea. Su Dingfang understood what he meant, pondered for a moment, and said, "No matter where the Tartars are, they are our enemies, fight."

The two reached an agreement and the problem was easy to deal with. Fang Mao ordered the soldiers to ignite the fuse. The cannons that had been silent for several months finally roared. Countless shells flew towards the Mongolian fleet. The shells dragged their long tail flames across the sky, weaving a beautiful fire net, which was particularly dazzling on the clear water and under the blue sky.

One after another, dazzling beautiful fireballs flashed, and explosions sounded, and water columns soaring into the sky shot up. The Mongolian fleet ruthlessly tore the shells into pieces, and the broken ship boards flew everywhere. The Mongolian soldiers either tore the shock wave or flew, and sat up the plane. These Mongolian soldiers far away in the Middle East tasted the strike from ancient civilizations for the first time. They had always looked down on the Southern Song Dynasty. Now they finally knew the power of the Southern Song Dynasty after the transition.

The first round of cannons passed and dozens of Mongolian ships were sunk. The firepower of the invincible ship was very strong. For the Mongolian army who had never seen the powerful artillery, the attack of the artillery was incredible. Even if they dreamed, they could not have thought of such a thing. They were shocked and stared at the invincible warship like a giant, without even reacting at all.

Since the artillery was put into war for Li Jun, the Mongols suffered a lot of losses in front of the artillery. Their reaction to being attacked by artillery for the first time was as good as the scene in front of them. Although Fang Mao had never seen it personally, he also heard many "legends" stories about artillery, and smiled contemptuously, saying: "Tartars, it's time to wake up the dream. Fire the cannon and wake the Tartars up."

He really could say that the Mongolian soldiers were obviously scared by the cannon, but they said that they were daydreaming. He clearly wanted to kill the Mongolian soldiers, but they said that they were a dream that woke them up. Of course, it was because he was in a very good mood.

The soldiers of the Song army stayed at the sea for several months, and had nothing to do with the sea all day long. The Mongolian fleet came to them on their own initiative. This was the best entertainment program for them. Even if Fang Mao did not order them, they would carry out the entertainment to the end. They screamed, "Oh, Tartars, the cannon is here, it's time to wake up." Their screams seemed to be the sound of magic. As soon as the screams fell, another fire net was covering the Mongolian fleet.

A shocking explosion woke the Mongolian soldiers up. Rather than waking up, it was better to wake them up. The shock wave either lifted them up or tore their bodies apart. Whether it was lifted up or torn apart, it would cause pain, either to wake up unless it was a statue.

In just a blink of an eye, more than a hundred ships of the Mongolian fleet sank, which was a catastrophic consequence. The Mongolian fleet turned around and fled. When they came, they were already gone, and they looked like a dog running away with their tails.

Fang Mao was also a troublemaker. He would not let them escape, and he ordered a pursuit loudly. The pursuit and resolute entertainment to the end were exactly what the soldiers of the Song army wanted. They all shouted excitedly: "Fight, beat, beat, beat, beat the Tartars!" The Southern Song fleet chased after him with all their might, chasing and firing fires, as if they were driving a duck.

Rather than catching ducks, it is more appropriate to say that eagles catch chickens, because in the face of the intensive firepower attacks of the Southern Song fleet, the Mongolian fleet was getting fewer and fewer. In the end, there were only a few people fleeing. What was this not eagles catch chickens?

Fang Mao knew the power of the invincible warship, and the result was expected, not surprising at all.

The women had been shocked by the earth-shaking explosion, and they were all fascinated, looking at the messy battlefield on the sea in surprise. If their breasts had not been undulating, they would have regarded them as statues.

The most exciting thing was the girl. Her beautiful phoenix eyes captured all this, and kept pointing and talking, she was so excited that she was as excited as a cheerful little bird. She pounced on Fang Mao's arms closest to her. Fang Mao was shocked. Before she could react, she covered her hot little mouth with her thick lips.

Fang Mao’s mind was that men and women were not allowed to kiss him. She was so bold and unrestrained that she could kiss him in broad daylight, which was really not something Fang Mao could bear. She almost fainted. The reason why he didn’t faint was because his butt hurt because Su Dingfang twisted his butt hard, which made him wake up.

Fang Mao only felt that her lips were wet and slippery, warm and comfortable. Before she could taste it carefully, the beauty's cherry lips were no longer there. After he figured out where to go, he kept shaking his head because the girl was giving Su Dingfang a hot kiss. For Fang Mao, this was a great opportunity to retaliate against Su Dingfang, so he would not miss it. He punched his butt egg hard, and Su Dingfang screamed, but unfortunately his mouth covered the girl's fragrant lips, and he couldn't scream at all. He could only cooze in his throat.

Su Dingfang was like Fang Mao. Before he could taste the fragrant lips carefully, the girl's lips had already left his big mouth, pointing to the distance, and kept talking to Su Dingfang.

Su Dingfang had no idea of ​​the girl's identity, and he had a Guan Gong face red, and was very embarrassed. He was very sorry in his heart to criticize the girl's "debauchery". Looking in the direction of her finger, he saw two armies fighting in the distance. One side was the Mongolian fleet, and the other side's banner was very strange and had seen it at all.

The girl pointed to this place and was very anxious. Looking at her appearance, she cared about this place very much.

The victory and defeat on the battlefield are very obvious. There are thousands of Mongolian fleets, occupying the top and surrounding the other side. There are only more than 1,000 warships on this side, and many of them are still scarred. They are trapped in the siege and try hard to break through the encirclement. They are suffering from the Mongols' siege, and it is impossible to break through. Roughly estimated that as long as the sun sets, the entire side will be wiped out.

Su Dingfang felt something, and the other party said, "I understand that this party is theirs, and she wants us to help them."

Fang Mao saw Su Dingfang not speaking, and Su Dingfang was also looking at him. The two nodded at the same time, meaning they did it. They decided to take a detour before, but they didn't know who was fighting. If they bumped into it, it would be too cost-effective to get into trouble. Now it's different. With Mongolians involved, the Mongols' rival was his friend, who joined them to beat the Mongols into the sea.

As the saying goes, the enemy is a friend!
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