Chapter 1,257: Entrust Victory to the Survivors (Part 2)

"Roz...Roz Danbe..."

"Roz, as you said just now, from a certain perspective, launching a fire attack against the headwind is indeed tantamount to committing suicide."

"There may be less than one person in 100 who can survive this fire attack."

"But is our death meaningless?"

Mud suddenly raised his voice.

"Are we going to die meaninglessly?"

Mud, who had always looked calm, suddenly opened his eyes wide, as if he had used all his strength, and shouted:

"No!"

"Our battle is not to die meaninglessly!"

Mud's voice, which suddenly reached the highest volume, vibrated the eardrums and hearts of everyone present.

"Sacrifice for victory! Let the survivors continue to move forward on the road paved by our corpses - this belief of being willing to sacrifice and using our corpses to pave the road to victory for the survivors is more powerful than any weapon!"

"The comrades who have been sleeping in the battlefield of Pendragon have bought time for our army to move south with their lives!"

"The comrades who are fighting with the Hiran army in the north have risked their lives to guard our rear, so that we have no worries!"

"Everyone sheds their blood for victory!"

"Sacrifice, let the survivors move forward on the corpses of the sacrificed!"

"Sacrifice again, let the survivors step on the corpses of the sacrificed and move forward!"

"Since someone has to sacrifice, let us be the first to sacrifice our lives for victory!"

"Let's shed our blood here!"

"Then entrust the victory to those who have not sacrificed yet!"

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"Fire!!"

Bear——!

As soon as Blaise's voice fell,

the haystacks that had been prepared long ago were ignited one after another.

All the warships heading towards the "Mountain Pressure Formation" turned into fire ships one after another.

A strong east wind blew.

Blaise and others who were in the downwind direction were immediately burned by the flames they had just ignited.

Large waves of heat rushed towards Blaise.

Blaise stood at the bow, and he suffered more heat waves than anyone else.

"Ugh..."

Although he had prepared himself mentally early, after the flames were ignited, the large waves of heat still made Blaise scream in pain.

He felt that his eyelashes, eyebrows, and hair were all burned.

The moisture in his skin and mouth was instantly evaporated.

There was no part of his exposed skin that was not painful.

Even though it was already unbearable pain, Blaise still gritted his teeth and refused to give in.

In order to prevent his body from falling, Blaise drew out his knight's sword, inserted the sword into the deck, and used the sword as a staff to keep his body firmly fixed on the bow.

"Forward!" Blaise continued to shout loudly, "Keep going! Hit the enemy ship!"

Blaise was not the only one who suffered from the burning pain of the flames.

Everyone on the ship that had already ignited the flames was suffering from the torture of the flames.

Because they were in the downwind direction, the flames would burn the arsonists before burning the enemies.

The screams were one after another.

Some people screamed because they were burned by the heat waves.

Some people screamed because the flames burned themselves.

The sound of falling into the water also came one after another.

Many people chose to jump into the lake to seek relief because they could not bear the pain of the fire waves and the burning flames.

Even though they were tortured by the flames and even though more and more people died from the burning, the ships still rushed straight towards the enemy ships in front.

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The generals and soldiers of the "Mountain Pressure Formation" looked at the fire ships approaching them with fear.

"Stop! Don't move forward!"

"Fire attack! The enemy is launching a fire attack! Stop!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

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Such shouts continued to ring out.

The "Mountain Pressure Formation" that had been pressing towards the combined fleet with great momentum was now in chaos.

The ship at the front that first discovered that the combined fleet had launched a fire attack stopped moving forward.

But the ship at the back that didn't know what was going on continued to move forward.

The ship in front stopped moving forward, and the ship at the back continued to move forward - the ships in front and behind collided with each other, making the fleet even more chaotic.

Due to poor flexibility, the ships were unable to break free from the chaotic state.

The Frankish generals and soldiers on the ships could only watch the fire ships that were emitting fire all over their bodies, and they continued to expand in their field of vision...

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Boom!

The fire ship at the front collided with the enemy ship.

And the fire ship at the front was naturally the warship that Blaise was riding on.

Sparks exploded and scattered, and the sound of wood breaking and burning rang out.

The next moment after the ship hit the enemy ship in the "Mountain Pressure Formation", Blaise was engulfed by sparks and waves of fire.

Then, he turned into a piece of charred "black charcoal" and fell from the bow into the lake.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

The sound of hitting the enemy ship was like a chain reaction, exploding one after another.

One after another, the fire ships followed closely and hit the enemy ship.

Warships are extremely flammable.

The wooden hull and the cloth sails are very easy to ignite.

After the fire ship hit the enemy ship, a large amount of fire oil and flames were spread on the enemy ship, causing the fire to spread rapidly.

More and more fire ships successfully hit the enemy ships, and the fire spread faster and faster...

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On a certain warship that had turned into a fireball, a young man dressed as an officer clenched his teeth and endured the pain of the waves of fire hitting his face and the burning of the flames while tightly controlling the rudder in his hand.

If Mu De was here, he should be able to easily identify who this young general is.

This young general was none other than Ross Danbei, who cried and shouted, "I don't want to die like this" before the battle began.

The soldier in charge of the helm had just fallen to the side of the rudder as a piece of "black coal".

Seeing the soldier at the helm fall, Ross, who happened to be standing at the helm at the time, subconsciously rushed forward and took over the rudder, which was no longer in the hands of anyone.

He controlled the warship at his feet and continued to rush towards the enemy ship ahead.

Because they were moving against the wind, in order to prevent the ship from losing control of its direction, they had to firmly control the rudder and the warship until the last moment when the ship hit the enemy ship.

Ross could clearly see the enemy ship ahead that was getting closer and closer to him and the fireship at his feet.

At the same time, he could clearly see death getting closer and closer to him.

As if he couldn't bear to look at it, Ross lowered his head, closed his eyes tightly, and blocked the tears shed from fear in his eyes.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Ross shouted, placing his hope on shouting, hoping that his shouting could help him reduce the fear in his heart.

"Captain Cheng!"

Ross no longer simply roared, but shouted loudly:

"We have pinned our hopes of victory on those of you who are still alive!"

"We must win!"

boom--!

As soon as Ross yelled, a loud bang suddenly exploded in front of him at the bow of the ship.

The scattered sparks and tongues of fire engulfed Ross, who did not let go of the rudder until the last moment...

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