Everyone looked at the little prince who looked sallow and sweaty, and couldn't help but retching. I don't know if he should laugh or cry. What he wanted to laugh at was that His Highness was the commander of the army, but was scared by the blood on the battlefield. There were only a thousand people who died in the morning, and even if no one died directly at his hands, they all died indirectly at his hands. What he wanted to cry was that His Highness was just a six-year-old child, who was at the age of begging for a hug, but he had to take the responsibility of reviving the Song Dynasty and lead their men to fight. Where would there be any more miserable things in the world?

"Your Highness, drink a little water!"

"Your Highness, there's nothing, it's okay if you see it too much!"

"Your Highness, if you don't eat something, your stomach will be better!"... People always have the desire to pity the young and the old. No one on the boat laughed. Instead, they came forward to comfort him, patted his back and stroked his chest, put them in a kettle, dried meat, and someone wiped the dirt on his mouth.

"Oh, I'm fine, we should turn the pancakes over!" Zhao Bing held back his disgust, wiped off the tears that choked the corners of his eyes, drank a sip of water and looked up at everyone.

"Haha, Your Highness is right. We can't always beat him!" Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then understood what Your Highness meant and laughed.

"Okay, we will return to our position. Let's kill this big guy!" Zhao Bing bowed and thanked everyone.

At this moment, the situation on the battlefield changed again. The other Yuan army warships saw that their generals were beaten to the point of being beaten to the bruised face, so they could not sit and watch, so they all leaned over to help the fist. The Defender Army was of course unhappy to see it. It was originally a soldier against soldiers, general against generals, and everyone was playing well, but you were going to break the rules, so everyone came to the Warriors to intercept those bad things. Although the Song army had few people, they relied on their thick arms and strong bodies, and they were not inferior to one against three...

Taking advantage of the chaos of the battle, Zhao Bing overturned Dabing two of them. The enemy's heavy weapons such as poles, crossbows and stone throwers on the ship became waste. The superstructure was also beaten to the point of big-eyed sieve by cannons, and the gangway board was inevitably injured by stray bullets, but it still floated tenaciously on the sea surface without any sign of sinking. It drifted along the water with the control of the rudder board.

"Turn the rudder left, add." Zhao Bing watched the two sides fight together and gathered towards them, while the enemy ship still had the upper hand in number, which would gradually squeeze their maneuvering space. Now the enemy ship lost all its minions, and the time for the last attack was basically ripe. However, for the sake of safety, he chose the impact point first at the rear of the enemy ship, so he ordered the rudder to open the distance from the enemy ship and turn behind the enemy ship.

"Return to the rudder, all, prepare to crash!" The ship's butt was big enough that he would not miss even if he deviated. Zhao Bing looked at it and gave an order.

"..." The Warriors rushed towards the enemy general's ship with all their might. As the distance got closer, the huge stern became bigger and bigger, making him feel an invisible pressure coming to his face, making him unable to help but grab the armrest of the chair, straighten his body, and close his mouth tightly press the roar of horror tightly into his throat. At this time, a hand was gently placed on his hand and held it tightly.

"Your Highness, don't be afraid!" Ni Liang looked up at His Highness, then pinched his sweaty little hand, and said with a chuckling.

"Yeah!" Zhao Bing nodded vigorously, and a smile appeared on his face. He always felt at ease with Ni Liang by his side.

"Collapse the oars, crash!" Zhao Bing issued an order to collect oars when he was more than ten steps away from the enemy ship.

"Bang..." Zhao Bing felt that the warship was slightly slowed down. He knew that the corner of the buried water pierced the enemy ship's shore. Then, accompanied by a loud noise, the bow of the Warrior actually hit the buttocks of the enemy general's ship. The huge inertia made him bounce off the chair and then fall down. If Ni Liang hadn't grabbed him, he would have slipped under the podium, but the splashed sea water gave him a shower.

"Reverse, reverse!" Zhao Bing didn't have time to sit firmly, and wiped the water from his face and shouted loudly. The momentum was too strong, and the two ships did not expect to bounce away quickly after they collided like before. He was worried that the corner of the enemy ship was clamped by the broken gangway board, so the enemy ship would take them into the sea together after being injured and sinking into the water, so he had to leave as soon as possible.

‘Hiss… creak…’ Amid the clanging sound of the oars, accompanied by the terrifying metal scratches, the Warrior began to slowly retreat and escape from the enemy ship. Zhao Bing’s heart did not relax, but became even more nervous. “Snap to check the bow and bottom cabin for any damage!”

"Report to Your Highness, the bow cannon is dislocated, the fire is annihilated by the sea, and the bow is not damaged."

"Thank you to Your Highness, there is no breakage or leakage in the bottom cabin, and it is safe."

"Your Highness, are you planning to collide again?" The warship pulled out the horn and retreated. Seeing that your Highness did not order to turn around, he asked carefully.

"I'm afraid there is no need to hit again...reverse all, go!" Zhao Bing was also ready for a second collision, but he found that the enemy general's ship was not as strong as he thought. After pulling out the corner, a whirlpool as big as a pot appeared on the sea at the stern of the enemy ship. Obviously, water had entered the bottom cabin of the enemy ship. As time went by, the whirlpool not only did not decrease, but became larger and larger. He immediately realized that the enemy had failed to block the damaged rear shore, causing the sea water to surge in, and the stern of the ship began to sink, so he hurriedly ordered to run away quickly.

The Warrior retreated for more than 200 steps before stopping the oar. At this time, everyone realized that not only were they running, but the ships around the enemy generals, including the Yuan army warships, were also running, and no one was attentive to attack. At this time, most of the stern of the enemy generals had sunk into the water, the bow of the ship was separated from the sea, and the soldiers on it climbed up to avoid falling into the water. However, the keel of the ship could no longer bear the weight of the bow. After a loud bang, the hull broke from it and fell into the sea, causing a tall splash of water of more than ten feet. In just a dozen breaths, the soldiers who fell into the water were also swept under the water by the vortex brought by the wreck.

"Your Highness, please surrender if there is an enemy ship!" Zhao Bing was still immersed in his feelings about the fragility of human life and the cruelty of war, Wang Meng pointed at an enemy ship not far away.

"Your Highness, there are those over there too!"

"Your Highness, there are two ships here that have raised flags and landed!"...
Chapter completed!