In the east, the torches were clear and there was no abnormal sound. In the west, the torches were also lit, and the ships on the lake seemed to have no abnormal movement.

Looking at the direction of the Jiangyin Army Camp of the Southern Tang Dynasty and Wuxi City opposite, it was still pitch black, as if nothing had happened.

Qian Wenfeng breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and ordered his subordinates to guard the camp, and sent someone to inform the East and West camp that had just happened, and went back to the Central Army tent to rest.

However, what Qian Wenfeng didn't know was that the Jiangyin Army's special commando had already touched the Wu Yue fleet at this time.

In fact, Li Jingda, the King of E of the Southern Tang Dynasty and the governor of Jiangyin, had so many tricks tonight, but his ultimate goal was the Wu Yue fleet in Taihu Lake.

After returning from "military observation" in Shouzhou, Li Jingda, who was deeply touched, immediately conducted a secret selection in the army. He selected 200 elite soldiers based on the criteria of strong military skills, high martial arts skills, good endurance, and mature water. All of them were concentrated to conduct secret training, and the entire Linfeng-style special training was copied. The instructor was the three commanders who had participated in the special training.

The Duwei Quan Zhengsheng floated up from the bottom of a big bilge of a two-car ship on the southernmost side of the Wuyue Navy. He took the dagger in his mouth with his right hand and stabbed it into the waterline of the hull. After stabilizing his body, he took a quick breath and pressed down with both hands, drawing a deep inclined slit on the hull.

The dagger was obtained by Li Jingda from Lin Feng's soft and hard work. There were only ten daggers, and they were given priority to three instructors. They were naturally extremely sharp when used.

Quan Zhengsheng took his hands and drew an angle with the deep slit in front. Then he pierced the dagger into the hull with his left hand, took a deep breath, and suddenly hit the right fist, hitting a slightly triangular hull into the cabin. The cold lake water immediately poured into the hole the size of a head.

Quan Zhengsheng did not hesitate and rowed forward several meters along the boat, continuing his plan to dig a hole.

Such a scene happened everywhere in the dark lake. Occasionally, soldiers from above the Wuyue warship ran past, but no one would look at the bottom of the ship. Even if they were deliberately paying attention, it would be difficult to observe the black-clothed warriors who were hiding their bodies.

After Quan Zhengsheng dug three holes in a row, he met two other special forces soldiers in the direction of the bow of the ship. He immediately pointed at the anchor rope, bit the dagger, alternated his hands, quietly climbed up the geopolitical rope, and the other two special forces soldiers followed closely.

Quan Zhengsheng climbed to the side of the boat, listened for a while, and found that it was approaching and slid onto the board easily, and the person quickly dodged behind a wooden barrel.

The other two special forces also climbed up and fell behind Quan Zhengsheng.

Quan Zhengsheng looked at the lanterns and torches at the bow of the boat, turned around and gestured at the two brothers twice. The man snorted along the side of the boat, while the two Jiangyin special forces soldiers snorted in the opposite direction.

Quan Zhengsheng rose and fell a few times, and stole behind three Wu Yue sailors.

The three unlucky ghosts were talking about the movements coming from the shore without saying a word, but they didn't realize that the God of Death had arrived behind them.

Quan Zhengsheng came behind the three of them, and suddenly waved the dagger twice, stabbing into the middle and the neck of the right soldier accurately and quickly. The left soldier felt a little suspicious. He put down his yawning hand and turned to look at his right hand, but he saw a bigger and bigger dagger facing him. There was no time to react. The cold dagger had pierced into his throat, and the coldness of death directly grabbed his awake consciousness.

After Quan Zhengsheng succeeded, he immediately picked up a torch on the bow of the ship, drew three large circles in a row, paused for a while, and repeated it again.

After doing these actions, Quan Zhengsheng bent down and quickly tied several cables to the side of the ship, and threw them hard outside the ship. The others immediately turned around and rushed straight to the cabin on the second floor. They sneaked into the black shadow like ghosts. The other two special forces soldiers had eliminated the two on-duty soldiers at the stern of the ship, rushed into the cabin on the first floor one after another, and a new round of raids began.

The same torch circle code lit up on various Wuyue warships. After more than fifty of the sixty large Wuyue warships were lit up, a pile of fire suddenly lit up on the hills on the shore of Taihu Lake.

The fire is a signal of the general attack.

All the ships of Nan Tang, which were already ready, moved and quickly rowed towards the Wuyue fleet. Especially those small boats, under the full force of the elite soldiers on the ship, quickly approached the Wuyue fleet. The elite soldiers had already aimed at the hanging ropes. Some impatients jumped up when they were still one meter away from the rope, grabbed the rope, and quickly climbed up.

Quan Zhengsheng quickly cleared the Wu Yue soldiers in the second floor cabin. He rushed into the first floor cabin. Torches and candles had been lit in the cabin, and the underground was full of corpses. Two special soldiers were blocked on both sides of the middle column by Wu Yue soldiers who were fighting back frantically.

Quan Zhengsheng didn't make any sound at all. The sharp dagger quickly "spotted blood" at the waists of those Wu Yue soldiers who had no time to wear armor, clearing the enemies facing him one by one, and rushed to the two brothers in a few breaths.

"Retreat, I will cover it." Quan Zhengsheng shouted, and while he rushed into the arms of two Wu Yue sailors, he exerted a dagger and stabbed the soldiers in the right head. At the same time, he kicked the injured Wu Yue sailors in front of him away.

The two special forces soldiers supported each other and rushed towards the gangway. Quan Zhengsheng fought and retreated. The man quickly moved to the stairs and gradually retreated.

"Quandu, retreat quickly." A voice came from the hatch.

Quan Zhengsheng swung the dagger in succession, broke two steel knives, turned around and flew out of the cabin.

A big bucket rolled over and blocked the hatch.

Quan Zhengsheng jumped to the second floor, looked around his eyes, and then looked at the bow of the boat. He saw the figure of supporting brothers, and immediately shouted happily: "Our general attack has begun, and brothers have also supported him, shouted to them, surrender immediately, otherwise no one would be left."

At this time, the Wuyue fleet was completely in chaos. Occasionally, fires lit up on the surface of several ships, and the emergency warning gong also sounded smoothly. However, such ships were very small, and most of the ships were stunned by the raids of the Wuyue special forces.

At this time, a sudden burst of rapid drum sounded on the hills on the shore, and the rhythm of the drum slowed down with a noticeable deceleration.

Quan Zhengsheng immediately shouted loudly: "Don't accept surrender, seal the hatch door and set fire to the ship."

Two special forces soldiers took a few cross-bones from the support soldiers, pushed open the wooden barrels, then closed the open hatch door, held it with the cross-bone, and then pressed the two large wooden barrels onto the hatch door.

Quan Zhengsheng handed the two torches to his brothers, and the seven brothers who had already boarded the ship immediately set fire at the combustible place of the entire ship, and the flames quickly rose everywhere.

The drums were getting slower and slower, and suddenly stopped.

"Retreat, go, go, go." Quan Zhengsheng shouted loudly, and the man rushed to the side of the ship first, rushed into the water in the air, and after floating out of the water, quickly rowed towards the nearest boat, and the other six raiders also jumped into the lake in extremely neat ways.

Against the backdrop of a fire on the ship, the continuous diving people connected to each warship formed an extremely spectacular scene.

When the boats rowed quickly and gradually moved away from the burning ships, the rescue soldiers from the Western Camp of Wuyue had just arrived at the shore, but they could only watch the boats being completely wrapped in by a bunch of fires.

"The navy is completely finished." Some Wu Yue soldiers could not accept such a crushing defeat and murmured without anyone's face.
Chapter completed!