In my dream of returning to the Tang Dynasty, I snatched Wu Zetian from my lap.

boom! !

This time, everyone on the deck was thrown into the air, completely losing their balance!

Fortunately, at the last second, the treasure ship successfully turned around, which allowed the entire ship to adapt to the momentum of the giant waves and avoid completely resisting them, thus acting as a kind of deflection.

boom! !

The ship's hold was smashed open, with holes punched everywhere. Many containers were shattered, and several guards were knocked unconscious.

Guo Chao was nearly thrown into the sea, but was caught by Li Yuanchang and Huang Tu.

The entire ship was a scene of ruins and chaos.

But the ship did not sink, and the keel did not break.

The other ship held on, but the treasure ship, fully loaded with cargo, was completely swept into the deep sea.

After the three giant waves, the sea was still turbulent, but the giant waves, which were several meters high, could no longer be seen with the naked eye.

Wailing and screams filled the entire cabin.

Taking advantage of the excruciating pain, Li Yuanchang pulled out the piece of wood shavings that were stuck in his thigh.

"Help! Save them!"

"Guo Chao, go down and urge the sailors to speed up! We're almost there, we need to get ashore immediately!"

"yes!!"

Taking advantage of the respite given by God, the fleet began to save itself.

The sailors, adrift in the turbulent waves, clung to the broken planks and ropes thrown down from the treasure ship, managing to rescue about thirty people.

More than 30 others have already drowned.

Li Yuanchang was heartbroken by this, but this was not the time for grief. For the safety of more people, he did not wait any longer and ordered a rapid approach to Tsushima Island.

With the efforts of hundreds of people, the two remaining treasure ships, dragging their battered hulls, slowly approached Tsushima Island.

Its steps were faltering and its journey extremely difficult. It was a behemoth when it set sail, but now it was just a lone boat on the boundless ocean. Every rise and fall of the waves brought a huge tremor, and it was difficult for a person to even stand up.

The sea was less than three miles long, but it took a long time to arrive. After rowing for a long time, it was washed away by a wave.

Despair and fear spread, and many sailors wept, pleaded, and even kowtowed to beg the Dragon King for forgiveness.

Their reverence for nature was actually a reverence for the gods and the heavens, which was what the ancients believed most deeply.

At the critical moment, it was Li Yuanchang who stepped forward and boosted morale.

He went up to the deck, undeterred by the raging wind and rain, pointed his sword at the sky, and roared, "The fate of the Tang Dynasty rests here! What kind of demon dares to stir up trouble!"

Those who disrupt our navigation will be suppressed for ten thousand years!

Immediately afterwards, he plunged his sword into the sea, exuding majesty and domineering presence.

He knew it was useless, but the ancients believed in this. When the leader came at a crucial moment, it was very helpful to people's hearts.

Many historical figures, such as Liu Bang and Zhang Jiao, relied on this tactic.

But after Li Yuanchang had done all this, something outrageous happened.

The originally raging sea waves had actually shrunk by a third. This wasn't just a psychological effect; they had genuinely shrunk considerably.

Li Yuanchang stood on the deck, his eyes wide open.

The sailors on the ship could feel that they could maintain their balance without holding onto the ropes, although it was very shaky.

"It's done! It's done!" someone exclaimed with delight.

"The waves have subsided!"

Li Yuanchang gave Guo Chao and the others a look.

Then everyone started running around shouting, "The King of Han has suppressed the demon!"

"The King of Han has suppressed the demon!!"

"..."

Li Yuanchang didn't want to engage in such superstitions, nor did he want to boast, but two-thirds of the people on the ship had already started kowtowing and waiting to die. If he didn't do something to rekindle their will to live, they would really fall at the last step of landing.

As the news spread and the waves did indeed subside, the sailors on the two treasure ships all saw hope, their fighting spirit ignited, and they unleashed an astonishing will to survive.

Deep within the ship's hold, amidst shouts and calls, power began to surge forth, and the ship began to brave the wind and waves.

When the wind blows, a piece of paper can be blown away at will, but a fly cannot, because it will flap its wings!

Boom!!

A massive thunderclap exploded, and amidst the storm, the two treasure ships burst forth. The dark seawater could not hold them back, nor could the violent rocking cause them to capsize.

With the efforts of hundreds of people, the treasure ship rocked and swayed against the unstable sea, striving forward and getting closer and closer to Tsushima Island.

At this moment, Li Yuanchang had already rushed up to the high platform and personally taken control of the ship's rudder.

Old Hu and the other helmsmen were no longer strong enough to control the rudder, and the huge wave resistance caused the treasure ship to deviate from its course from time to time.

If we don't fight back, the best outcome will be that we'll be blown to the depths of the ocean and drift aimlessly, losing our way.

"We're almost there!"

"Hang in there!!"

"what!"

Amidst the storm, roars filled the air, and the rudder was gripped tightly by several people.

These humanoid beasts in the desolate map had bulging veins and flushed faces, desperately trying to maintain their course.

Everyone was crammed together, with no distinction of rank or status, all risking their lives, including Li Yuanchang.

He didn't hide in the cabin out of fear of the storm, and ignored everything.

It was his leading by example that gave everyone hope and sparked a new vitality.

The raging sea was turbulent and the waves were surging, but it could no longer hold back the two treasure ships. They gradually made their way through the storm and arrived at Tsushima Island.

The moment the treasure ship touched the bottom, what would have been a runaway disaster was now seen by the entire division as a signal to escape.

"They escaped!"

"We survived!"

The crowd rejoiced, wept with joy, and clung to each other in tears.

Li Yuanchang glanced back at the deep sea, which was as black as ink, terrifyingly dark, with huge, terrifying waves surging and even creating whirlpools.

A chill ran down his spine. Luckily he got out; otherwise, he would have surely drowned at sea if he had stayed there, and not even the King of Heaven could have saved him.

Situ Lan and the others will all become widows!

He swallowed hard, then looked at Tsushima Island, which was pitch black, like Devil's Island. The storm had raged, and there was not a soul in sight, not even a single light.

"Disembark immediately!"

"Guo Chao, take some men ahead and find a place to shelter from the wind and rain, then set up an outpost!"

"The rest of you gather the wounded, move supplies, and tow the treasure ship ashore!"

The challenge was not over. More trouble awaited Li Yuanchang. Just how to deal with the two treasure ships and prevent them from being swept away by the raging waves was a major problem.

The only option is to tow it ashore, which is no small undertaking.

The fleet is now exhausted and has suffered heavy losses.

"yes!!"

With orderly mobilization, some of the guards disembarked and quickly went ashore to clear a route and find refuge.

Most people then began to travel back and forth, carrying supplies.

"quick!"

"quick!!"

Sailors climbed to a high point, tied up numerous ropes, and prepared to tow the vessel.

Gale-force winds, torrential rain, towering waves, and thunderclaps converged, while hundreds of people on the shore busied themselves.