A few days later, when the boat sailed to the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, the party patriotic asked the boatman to dock and anchor, and the crossing team was ready to return to the base time and space, so they had to move their luggage off the ship first. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

During the trip, Ji Yuqian filmed a large number of urban and rural market materials in the Song Dynasty so that they could be used as background in his company's game console, and Dang Aiguo bought a large number of Song edition books. Guan Lu also bought a lot of jewelry, rouge, gouache and satin, but Liu Yanzhi was empty-handed.

Everyone was busy, moved for a long time, more than 20 bags were piled up on the shore, and the party patriotically asked Guan Lu to call Xiao Zhouhou out.

"In the end, it's the queen's mother, I'm too lazy to talk, and I don't know how to help." Guan Lu muttered and walked into the cabin, but she didn't see Xiao Zhouhou's figure, thinking that she was drinking tea on the rear deck and watching the scenery as before, and walked over to see that the back deck was empty.

Suddenly, she caught a glimpse of a touch of green at the bottom of the water, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out, and she shouted: "Help! ”

Liu Yan jumped straight over, stepped on the deck and swayed, Guan Lu pointed to the bottom of the water and said, "Hurry up, drowning!" ”

Xiao Zhou committed suicide by throwing himself into the water!

Liu Yan plunged straight down, fished out a wet woman and put it on the deck, quickly artificial respiration, pinched his nose and blew into his mouth, and did cardiac resuscitation compressions, tossing for 20 minutes and still no improvement, Xiao Zhou's lungs were filled with water, and the gods couldn't save them when they came.

Xiao Zhouhou's ketone body gradually cooled, his eyes were slightly open, his skin was crystal clear, and he could be broken by blowing, and it was still lifelike, but it was a pity that a wisp of incense had flown to Beibi Mountain.

Dang Aiguo and Ji Yuqian both stood next to him, taking off his hat to show his condolences, no one could have predicted that Xiao Zhou would commit suicide, she thought she was a person who had died once, full of new hope for life, and they were all thinking about how to help her start a new journey, and even thought about the specific way to return to the benchmark time and space and help Xiao Zhou Hou open a cultural salon, but it was just one step away, and the person was gone.

"We were negligent, after Li Yu died, she was a walking corpse." Guan Lu sighed and said, "Xiang Xiaoyu died, and her face was thin, this is all to blame me, if it wasn't for my firm concept that she can be reincarnated, she wouldn't have committed suicide." ”

It's too late to say anything now, Xiao Zhouhou's suicide disrupted the steps, they had to go to Omijiang City to buy a coffin, find a good place for feng shui, and bury the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Dang Aiguo found a few porters and moved their luggage halfway up the mountain, so as not to bother them if they went up, so as not to be discovered, and the four of them were a little tired and carried all their luggage up to the top of the mountain, but they saw the scarred crossing cabin.

"Someone came here and tried to remove the traversal module, but if they didn't succeed, they destroyed it." Dang Aiguo analyzed, carefully examined the scars, the shell of the traversal cabin was extremely strong, and the last time the mercenary shootout with Monsan was not damaged, and this time it was even more impossible to be damaged by the rural villagers of the Song Dynasty.

"They used axes, hammers, knives, and small hoes to dig herbs." Ji Yuqian also followed to check, "It shouldn't be organized by the local government, but the villagers acted spontaneously, probably because they wanted to smash it and take it back to the furnace to make a sickle or something, a sickle without dislocation iron, it's really a shame that they came up with it." ”

Dang Aiguo wiped it with his sleeve, most of the traces of these knives and axes have disappeared, the strength of the non-dislocation iron is very high, and the only traces that have been scratched are only the outer coating.

The hatch opened, and everyone began to carry their luggage, there were so many things that each person could bring a maximum of two bags, and the rest had to be discarded.

"Let's bury it, maybe it will be a cultural relic in a thousand years." Guan Lu said.

"Just those satin quilts you bought, they have been buried for a thousand years and turned into dirt." Liu Yan teased.

"That's an artifact, too." Guan Lu is strong in words, and she accounts for more than half of more than 20 bags.

In the end, eight boxes were finally streamlined, Guan Lu forcibly brought one more, the crossing cabin was packed, and the space for the four people was compressed, and it was very uncomfortable to sit, but fortunately, the crossing time was only a moment.

"Sit down, we're going back." Dang Aiguo said, he put two precious things on his chest, which were DNA samples of Chen Tuan and Lu Dongbin, and the rest of the Song edition books, gold, silver, pearls and jade did not matter.

"When I go back, I'm going to write a book about Xiao Zhouhou." Guan Lu said, "Put it on the Internet to serialize, it will definitely be popular." ”

"It's better to invest in a movie about Xiao Zhouhou." Ji Yu said, "I can invest." ”

"Hey, it would be nice if Zhou Wei went back with us, we could really make a movie and let her play herself, it would be absolutely popular, and it would not be a problem to win the Oscar." Guan Lu thought of the dead Xiao Zhou, and her eyes turned red again.

"Stop talking, sit tight." Dang Aiguo pressed the switch, the white light flashed, and the crossing cabin disappeared.

……

At the top of Cuiwei Mountain, the crossing cabin appeared, the party patriotic opened the hatch, and a cold wind outside rolled in with snowflakes, biting cold, wrong!

The four of them looked out together, the sky and the earth were covered in snow, the top of Cuiwei Mountain was covered with snow, and in the distance there was a large group of people gathered around the fire to eat, they made a stove with stones, supported a large iron pot, and did not know what meat was stewed, at this time the group of people also turned their heads and stared intently at the crossing cabin.

These people wore helmets and armor, and their dirty cloth armor was adorned with brass nails, and the high helmets were white, and the weapons were at hand, with swords, spears, bows, arrows, and long arquebuses, and then look at their faces, all of them were hideous and fierce, like evil spirits released from hell.

These unidentified troops did not say a word, but directly started to move, some people picked up their bird guns and opened fire, some people opened their bows and arrows, and the party patriotic eyes quickly closed the hatch, and there was a chaotic sound outside, which was the sound of arrows and lead bullets hitting the shell.

"Damn, it's the wrong era, find a way to get out." Dang Aiguo shouted, vacating the space for Liu Yanzhi to go up first, the crossing cabin was full of wicker boxes, and it was extremely difficult for people to squeeze around, and finally Liu Yanzhi changed to the cabin door, and the dense knocking sound of raindrops outside stopped abruptly.

Liu Yanzhi held the handle and slowly pushed open a slit, and the slender blade reached in, stabbing and cutting indiscriminately in the cabin, and there was a rough abuse outside, which was an incomprehensible language.

"Who are they?" Guan Lu's face turned pale with fright.

Liu Yanzhi didn't care who was outside, pinched the blade and snatched the long knife over, pushed open the hatch and killed it, slashed with the knife, and cut down seven or eight soldiers in an instant, not only did not beat the arrogance down, but on the contrary, it stimulated the morale of the other party, more soldiers came over with weapons, white blades and snowflakes flew together, Liu Yanzhi killed people like mowing grass, passing through the three layers outside the cabin, lying full of corpses.

The soldiers finally realized that they could not fight the enemy in hand-to-hand combat, the leader shouted, the sergeants retreated, the well-trained lined up in three columns, raised the birds, the first column fired, the smoke was filled, the soldiers who had finished shooting retreated from both sides, continued to reload, the second column continued to shoot, and then the third column.

The top of the mountain was filled with white smoke, obscuring everyone's view, and when the mountain wind blew away the smoke, the traversal was still in place, but the people were gone.

The crossing group took advantage of the empty time just now to flee in a hurry, and wanted to run down the mountain, but they saw a large camp set up at the foot of the mountain, with flags waving, tents one after another, and many cavalry patrolling the perimeter.

"At least 100,000 troops." The party's patriotic sweat has come out, he can't figure out which country these are people, it is certain that it is a foreign army, maybe it was a mistake to the end of the Song Dynasty, and met the Yuan Dynasty's Tanma Red Army or something, but there was no bird gun at the end of the Song Dynasty, let alone the tactics of three-stage strikes, combined with their armor, it should be a white flag or a white flag of the Qing army.

"Go down the cliff." Liu Yan said straight, he only had a Yanling knife in his hand, and he cut out a gap, no problem against a hundred or ten people, but against an army of 100,000, he was also stunned.

So far, I can only rely on Liu Yanzhi to carry people to the cliff one by one, and the three of them rushed to the cliff, Liu Yanzhi broke the knife with a knife, but the trouble came again, the Qing army was also stationed on the side of the cliff, there were as many as 300 people, and they were equipped with artillery!

There was a blockade in front, there were chasing soldiers in the back, the three of them were frightened, the party patriotic pulled out a pistol and shot again and again, overturning several Qing troops, but could not stop the other party's charge, feather arrows whizzed in the ears, if it wasn't for the strong wind today, several of them would have been shot into hedgehogs.

Fortunately, Liu Yanzhi was there, he rushed into the enemy formation and killed a round trip, snatched three shields and a tiger gun back, and threw the shield to his companions: "That's good! ”

This is a round shield used by sword and shield soldiers, not metal, but a layer of cowhide on the solid wooden board, the effect of blocking arrows and cold weapons slashing is okay, the three of them are lying on their bodies, trying to hide behind the shield, listening to the sound of Yu Jian on the shield, one by one is frightened.

Liu Yanzhi held the tiger gun and killed it happily, the rod of the tiger gun was iron, wrapped with a layer of bamboo on the outside, wrapped in linen, coated with lacquer, the strength and toughness are guaranteed, it is not cold to hold in winter, and it can also prevent rust, the tip of the gun is narrow and long, extremely sharp, it is very suitable to deal with the Qing army wearing cloth and armor, and it is a piece of it in a sweep.

He was the rise of killing, ignoring the fact that the Qing army was getting more and more, and the Qing generals adjusted their tactics and no longer sent infantry to fight, but formed formations, and the long card players were connected in a line, and the water was impassable, and the archers and bird gunners were behind, all relying on the whole process of firepower to kill and injure the enemy.

"Don't fight, go." The party patriotic reminded him.

Liu Yanzhi came to his senses, picked up a bow, fired three arrows in a row, and shot three officers with slightly different armor colors, the formation of the Qing army that lost command was chaotic, and no one dared to step forward alone, which gave them a chance to escape, under the cover of Liu Yanzhi, the three of them bent over and trotted and came to the edge of the cliff.

"There's a kind of horse to come over." Liu Yan is holding a tiger gun in his hand, and he can't open it if he is a husband.

The Qing army was afraid, they came in all the way from outside the pass, and they did not encounter decent resistance, regardless of whether it was Li Zicheng's Dashun army, or the army of the Southern Ming Dynasty, they were all cowards, no army dared to fight with the Qing army in the field, only dared to defend the city, this kind of 10,000 enemies they saw for the first time.

"Wu Na Nanban, inform your name, if you surrender, Prince Yu can spare you from death." A small officer of the Qing army shouted, he was probably from the Han of Liaodong, and he spoke well in Chinese.

Liu Yan raised his hand and shot an arrow, and the sound of breaking the air came, and the little officer's cheek was pierced by a feather arrow, and he was seriously injured and fell to the ground.

"Who else!" Liu Yanzhi shouted majestically, he was covered in blood, like a red-robed warrior.

No one in the Qing army dared to raise their heads, their morale was completely suppressed, not the cowardice of the Manchu soldiers from the white mountains and black waters, but the corpses all over the ground gave the answer, one died one when they went up, and two died one when they went up, and there was no need to lose their lives in vain.

Liu Yanzhi was impatient, and said with a cruel smile: "I'm all standing still, wait for me to take the first level." As he spoke, he raised his tiger spear and rushed over, and a man charged an army, this kind of fighting style has never been seen before, and the soldiers hurriedly put a row of bird guns and arrows, only to see the red-robed warrior rise from the ground, dodge all the projectile feather arrows, and kill him in the air.

Mom, this is the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong, the last trace of morale of the Qing army also collapsed, and hundreds of soldiers turned their heads and ran down the mountain, scattering a Jiala army that came to reinforce.

Liu Yanzhi calmly retreated, carrying Guan Lu on his back, holding Dang Aiguo and Ji Yuqian in both hands, flying down the cliff and landing on the other side of the Huai River.

"I've lost my box." Guan Lu cried, he was in a hurry when he climbed out of the cabin just now, and threw out a few boxes, which was all cheap for the Qing army.

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