As the ship moved away, the sharks were caught by the iron hooks on the fishing nets and chains and could not move.
Kisame struggled hard, but once the waterproof jacket he was wearing was torn and the lake water poured in, it would be inconvenient for him to swim, so he hurriedly took off the leather jackets.
But the boats were moving faster and faster, and the fishing nets were entangled as they moved back and forth, trapping all the Kisame together. Most of the people had cuts on their bodies and were in great pain.
The surface of Dongting Lake was already filled with corpses floating on it. The water was scarlet red, and with the addition of aquatic plants, boats, and broken limbs, the water was extremely turbid.
The water ghosts could not see the fishing nets clearly, and most of them had their clothes hooked by the iron hooks, which pulled them back and forth, unable to break free. Their bodies were covered in blood and flesh, and they died in a very tragic way.
Some of the ghost sharks that managed to escape the fishing nets had just raised their heads to breathe, but soldiers had already drawn their bows and arrows and shot them to death.
Only a few ghost sharks who were extremely good at swimming managed to escape the disaster by swimming hard to the deep bottom of the lake. At this time, they had no idea which direction they were heading and could only try their best to escape as far as possible.
Liu Qi had already sailed into the chaotic army and watched the fight between the two sides from the bow. The water surface had turned scarlet and the smell of blood was pungent. He resisted the urge to vomit and adapted to the cruelty of war as quickly as possible.
He knew in his heart that there would be more brutal battles in the future, and in the age of cold weapons, he had to make himself cold-blooded.
Although he cannot be as cruel as Boss Cao, he can only climb to the top position step by step by step through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
The success of a general is the result of the sacrifice of thousands of soldiers, let alone building an empire
The Lingjiao boat was lying across the lake and could only drift with the waves. The boat had already been controlled by the officers and soldiers, and the bandits were frightened and fled in all directions. The battle lasted only half an hour.
At this time, Gan Ning sent someone to report that Zhou Xiong had been beheaded. Liu Qi drew his sword and issued an order: "All troops attack, capture Wangyue Island!"
Boom boom boom—
The deafening sound of drums rang out, and the Jingzhou navy divided into three groups and marched towards the small island in front of them in a mighty force.
Arrows were fired from the ships, killing the defenders of the port. The two ports rushed forward and directly entered the mountain stronghold.
When the bandits on the island saw the officers and soldiers coming, they fled for safety, but their exits had been blocked and they had nowhere to go, so they knelt down and surrendered.
Liu Qi led the fleet to Wangyue Island and arrived at the big camp. He saw countless food and fodder piled up here. It was obvious that the enemy army was preparing for a protracted war, but he did not expect to be defeated so quickly.
We came to a cliff in the west, where there was a lookout tower and a beacon tower. Just now, the defenders had lit a smoke signal, and there was also green smoke rising from an island in the distance. The two sides were exchanging signals.
Liu Xian was very excited: "That must be the Shenlong Island. The general's divine power will greatly defeat the enemy army with two powerful weapons. Kill Zhou Xiong. Lin Wen can't stand alone. His death is coming!"
Half an hour later, all the 8,000 bandits on Wangyue Island surrendered. Huang Zhong took the prisoners into custody, and Yang Ling led his troops to control the warehouses and money and grain. In this battle, six Lingjiao ships were seized, and the bandits lost their greatest reliance.
Then, Wangyue Island can be used as a naval base and the army can march toward Xidong calmly. Besides, the Lingjiao ship is no longer a threat, so taking over Shenlong Island is just around the corner.
That night, Liu Qi ordered a banquet to celebrate the victory and reward the three armies. Since its establishment, the Jingzhou navy had never fought such a satisfying battle, especially against the Dongting pirates who had caused them repeated setbacks. Everyone cheered and celebrated.
After this battle, Liu Qi won the hearts of the people in the navy, and the bravery of Gan Ning and the Jinfan Army was also recognized by the navy. Several generals toasted to the two of them.
That night, the lights on Wangyue Island were bright, and cheers were heard everywhere. Gan Ning and his subordinates toasted each other and got drunk.
At this time, the Shenlong Island, which was separated by a body of water, was shaken, and the whole island was filled with a depressing atmosphere.
"Why, why is this happening?" Lin Wen was furious and shouted, "How could Liu Qi destroy my Spirit Dragon Ship? This is outrageous."
In the afternoon, he started the ship when he saw the distress signal from Wangyue Island. The defeated army then fled back by boat, saying that the Lingjiao ship was controlled by the officers and soldiers and that Wangyue Island had been captured. Lin Wen was stunned when he heard this.
Although he was shocked by the loss of Wangyue Island, he was even more furious about the destruction of the Lingjiao ship. This was the masterpiece of his life, and he could not accept it being destroyed so easily.
With this ship, he roamed around Dongting Lake and made a great name for himself. Who among the pirates in the entire Jingnan waters dared to disobey him
Now, not only was the Lingjiao ship trapped, but even the Guisha also returned in defeat, with only a few left. Looking at the scratches on their bodies, it was shocking.
Lin Wen was filled with shock and anger, but also a hint of fear, as he realized that his nemesis had arrived.
The battle on Wangyue Island kept Lin Wen awake all night. The escaped minions were in a panic and didn't know how Liu Qi controlled the Lingjiao ship.
Zhou Xiong’s murder made him feel even more grief-stricken!
The next morning, Lin Wen ordered his men to carefully guard the water fort, and led three hundred of his personal soldiers in a small boat to quietly head to the Dragon King Temple.
Since arriving at Dongting Lake, whenever Lin Wen felt depressed or had problems to solve, he would go to the Dragon King Temple to burn incense. Over time, he became acquainted with the abbot, who often gave him advice, from which he benefited greatly.
In recent years, Lin Wen donated a lot of money, and the Dragon King Temple was renovated. Lin Wen walked up the familiar steps and arrived at the audience hall. After burning incense in the Dragon King Hall, he still didn't see the master of the temple, and he felt confused.
"Is the master of the temple out on a pilgrimage?"
The Taoist boy replied, "A senior uncle came half a month ago. He is currently in seclusion in the alchemy room with the master and has not left the house for several days."
"Oh?" Lin Wen frowned slightly and asked, "I wonder how long we have to wait?"
The Taoist boy said: "Today is the ninth day, but the specific time..."
Just as he was asking, a loud laugh suddenly came from outside the door: "The alchemy furnace suddenly opened, and there was a sound of cranes calling, there must be a distinguished guest coming. I didn't expect it to be the island owner."
Lin Wen was overjoyed, and hurried out to bow and say, "I am sorry for coming here and disturbing the temple master. Please forgive me."
The old Taoist with white hair and a youthful face bowed and said, "Daoist friend Kunlun has come to visit recently. I haven't entertained you yet. I'm sorry for not welcoming you. Please take a seat in the guest room."
"Kunlun Mountain?" Lin Wen was surprised. He asked as he walked, "I heard that Kunlun is the ancestral home of Taoism and there are many Taoist masters. Can I see their face?"
"What's the difficulty?" The abbot smiled and signaled the boy to go and invite the Taoist priest.
The two of them went to the alchemy room and sat down. After a while, they saw a middle-aged Taoist priest coming over. He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and wore a Taoist robe and a crane cloak. He had a faint otherworldly aura and was indeed extraordinary.
After the abbot’s introduction, the man was named Xuan Zhizi, one of the Seven Sons of Kunlun and the abbot’s nephew. He had recently traveled here and was preparing to go to Hengyang.
After sitting down, Xuan Zhizi stroked his beard and looked at Lin Wen, and suddenly said: "The island master's eyebrows are full of murderous intent, and he is doomed to be alone. Has he been fighting with others recently?"
"The Immortal is truly a god!" Lin Wen was shocked and asked with his fists clasped, "Do you have a solution?"
These two men had been in seclusion for nine days, which meant they had no idea that the navy of Jingzhou was attacking Dongting Lake. Xuan Zhizi saw the clue at a glance, and Lin Wen believed it even more.
Xuan Zhizi looked at it carefully for a moment, his expression solemn: "The island owner is doomed to be cursed by the gods, and there will be a bloody disaster. Has anyone come to your house recently?"