Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

Their position is in the shape of a white crane spreading its wings, and the middle position is the weakest.All the battleships are showing a tendency to encircle, wanting to surround and annihilate everyone in Kugechi.However, just like that, there are not many boats in the middle.This is the best breakthrough point and the most favorable position.

A small boat had already been lowered from the first boat, and it flew into the air like a black dragon dressed in black. She was very familiar with that figure.

Did he come to rescue her?

Wen Yingyun's complexion changed, and the light in his eyes was as sharp as a sharp knife. "I really didn't expect that real gold is here. Is this God's will?"

"There is no will in this world." Arnold's voice was cold, but his heart was full of expectation.As long as Hugechi knows that she is not dead, and as long as Zhenjin's fleet takes the strongest attack, then the surrounded Hugechi will have a chance to rush out.

This is a war, the cruelest war.

If she had hesitated before, then now she understands that all of this is planned, step by step to extinguish the last hope of this cliff mountain, press step by step, and crush the last trace of pride of the Han people step by step.

But now, she couldn't laugh.

"Indeed, there is no God's will." Wen Yingyun picked up A Nuo with one hand, but his eyes were more determined.His kung fu was very good, and he took Arnold along the rope ladder and flew directly to the boat.

As soon as I landed on the edge of the boat, the world seemed to change again.

There are gunpowder smoke everywhere, burning warships, flying rockets, and fighting soldiers.

Pieces of dead bodies lay in the middle of the sea, and the huge battleship sank slowly.Blood stained the surface of the sea red and was covered by floating corpses.The sound of fighting filled the entire space, and the wind carried a strong fishy smell.

A long howl sounded from the center of the battlefield, like an inspiring battle drum, and the Yuan Fleet, which was slowly surrounded by the Song Fleet, responded to the howl with ups and downs.

A Nuo suddenly turned around, but Wen Yingyun grabbed her shoulders and controlled her, with a shining long sword resting on her neck.The cold blade was against her skin. This coldness was colder than the wind blowing on her body, and colder than the sea water just now. "You finally made a move on me." An inexplicable emotion flashed in A Nuo's eyes. There was helplessness and understanding, and perhaps it was just an indescribable gratification.

"Sorry." Wen Yingyun spit out these two words softly, "We have no way out, so we can't lose."

"It doesn't matter, you should have done this in the first place. Although I don't understand why you have been loyal to this defeated court, I do understand that maybe this is your volition since childhood!"

A Nuo glanced at the already messy battlefield. Such a scene shocked her heart, but she felt that all of this seemed to have nothing to do with her.

She didn't understand what Wen Yingyun was pursuing in her heart, and she couldn't understand why she had such a bystander's mentality, but she knew that maybe she never regarded this place as her home, so she was so indifferent Bar!

The day became more gloomy and the wind became colder.

"True gold, retreat immediately, or I will kill her." Wen Yingyun said loudly, and the sword in his hand pressed A Nuo even tighter.

A Nuo looked at the real gold, but there was a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth, "Wen Yingyue, the Southern Song Dynasty will always perish. This is history, and we can't change anything." Can't be changed, history can't be changed, Da Yuan's aggression is Part of history, and they just go in the cogs of history.It cannot be changed, no matter how deceitful it is, the ending cannot be changed.