Yang Xin, who didn't know this, rushed forward through the chaotic streets with the sound of drums behind him......

The gates ahead are closing.

But he still had a chance, the city was prosperous, there were many people entering and leaving the city gates, all kinds of vehicles and livestock, and pedestrians were crowded, so it was not easy to close the city gates. And his speed is too fast, even exceeding the sprint of professional athletes, exceeding the speed of ten meters per second, so that the distance of only two or three hundred meters is in the blink of an eye.

And then......

Suddenly, gunshots rang out overhead.

Instinctively, he threw himself down as fast as he could, followed by a bullet in front of him.

He looked up in amazement.

The four soldiers on the wall were aiming at him with their ancient arquebuses, and the next moment he sprang up like a cheetah in a pounce, and in an instant he reached the gate at the sound of the next shot, and the bullets flew dust behind him.

Pedestrians blocking the gates screamed.

An officer with a dozen soldiers cursed in the chaos, pushing away those who stood in the way and quickly stepped forward to intercept.

Yang Xin jumped straight onto a carriage full of goods, grabbed the big gun stabbed at him, and jumped next to him in the soldier's regaining force, raising his leg and kneeling against his stomach. The soldier bent down in pain, his big gun was in Yang Xin's hand, Yang Xin, who was holding the gun with one hand, drew it to the right casually, and the officer raised his knife to block. Yang Xin withdrew his backhand and threw it to the other side, and the big gun immediately sank into the belly of the horse pulling the cart, and the horse roared forward, and several soldiers were so frightened that they hurriedly dodged.

Yang Xin took advantage of the chaos to quickly squeeze into the city gate under the angry gaze of the officer who was separated from him by a trolley.

The two half-closed gates were jammed by a cart, and the four soldiers who pushed the doors cursed and raised their guns and stabbed backwards at the same time. Yang Xin immediately lowered his head, took advantage of the cover of the big cart, drilled under the four big guns, and suddenly appeared in front of the soldier who was blocking the way, and before the latter could wake up, he punched out.

The soldier screamed and fell on his back.

Yang Xin jumped up on him, rushed forward in his howl of grief and indignation, swept directly past the cart, pounced outside the city gate, and continued to run forward without hesitation after getting up.

But at the moment of going out of the hole, he quickly retracted.

Because the four arquebuses on the opposite side of the urn city were waiting for him, and there were a few more bows, and even a few three-eyed guns. However, the roads in the urn city were clear, and the merchants who were blocked in the urn city had already been cleverly divided to both sides, and this closed semi-circular field was wide enough.

"Run, you're running!"

The officer said with a sinister grin behind him.

Yang Xin turned his head and smiled......

"Then it's as you wish!"

He said.

Suddenly, he rushed forward at full speed.

"Put!"

Shouts overhead rang out.

At the same time, gunshots rang out.

But those bullets and arrows still all fell behind Yang Xin, his speed was too fast, those soldiers needed a little reaction speed after all, it was difficult for a person who was more than ten meters per second to aim, the arquebus shot was delayed, and the speed of the arrow was limited, as long as it was not a head-on attack, it was difficult to hit. The officer watched this scene dumbfounded, as if he didn't quite believe his eyes, and even when Yang Xin, who had entered the doorway, turned his head and smiled and waved his hand at him, he also made a gesture to wipe his eyes.

Then he watched as Yang Xin opened the city gate that had not been locked......

Yang Xin's vision suddenly opened up.

In front of him were countless masts, ancient wooden boats anchored in the calm waters, and there were so many of them that they could be described as innumerable. These river boats, which carry the vicissitudes of time, are like the Philadelphia docks during World War II, densely crowded along the docks along the river. On the right is the mouth of the Sancha River, a large river heading southeast, and large ships that are obviously a level higher also crowd the shore. But to the west of the Sancha estuary, the narrowed river channel is heading north, and the wooden sailing boats are sailing along the river......

Yang Xin immediately turned his head and looked at the three big characters above the main city gate.

Arch North Gate.

"Tianjin Acropolis."

He said with a deep breath.

"The Tianjin Acropolis of the Ming Dynasty!"

He then said with a sigh.

And it's late Ming, after all, even the arquebus came out.

This fact is not pleasant!

"Put!"

A roar suddenly sounded behind him.

Yang Xin hid in front of a city gate as fast as he could, and the impact of bullets was immediately heard on the iron-clad oak plank behind him......

He looked up slightly apologetically at the wooden bridge of the moat.

There, a freshly dressed and angry horse boy was also looking at him in amazement surrounded by more than a dozen slaves, and then the bullet shot from inside the door hit the horse of the son brother. The white steed stood up with a mournful roar, and the boy was immediately thrown off the horse, and a seemingly butler next to him immediately let out an angry shout......

Yang Xin gloated and looked inside.

The officer stood there with a pale face, and with Yang Xin's eyesight, he could even see cold sweat on his face.

"Don't save people yet!"

Yang Xinyi shouted rhetorically.

The slaves rushed towards their sons and brothers in confusion, but at the same time, Yang Xin, like a savage rhinoceros, suddenly began to run along the bridge deck, and in the blink of an eye, he crashed between them to the opposite bank. Only then did the gunfire on the ramparts sound again, but at a distance of more than fifty meters, the shots of several arquebuses wasted bullets. Including the officers who chased them out of the city, everyone could only watch as Yang Xin rushed into the dock that looked like a bazaar, disappearing into the bustling crowd like a leaf that disappeared into countless leaves. But the officer didn't bother to care about him, in fact, the unfortunate officer was wiping a cold sweat, facing the butler's son-like rebuke!

That boy broke his leg......

He was a bit of a calcium deficient.

It is clear that the officer is in big trouble.

Canal Pier.

"It's a crossing!"

The culprit washed his face while watching the thousand sails in front of him.

Crossing is crossing!

The most important question now is how to survive in this era.

Late dawn!

Seeing that such a troubled era has not yet started, on the main artery of the empire, there is still an endless stream of ships full of grain, the boatmen are shouting their horns with full of energy, and the faces of the merchants do not have the panic that the chaos has arisen, and even those officials and soldiers are still leisurely......

Scattered to the point of vulnerability.

"The sunset is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk!"

He sighed.

"A man named Hanako is still learning poetry!"

Laughter came from the side.

Yang Xin raised his head speechlessly and looked at a merchant ship moored next to him, this was a passenger ship, and behind it was a cabin like a small house, and an old housekeeper in front of the hatch watched coldly.

Armed house slaves on both sides are on guard.

Several sailors on deck looked at him playfully.

But at this time, his image is indeed miserable, a few pieces of torn sacks of clothes on his body, and many messes, can be described as rags. There was also a striking scar on his face, tattered straw sandals on his feet, dirt all over his body, and a mess of hair rolled out on his head......

"Dogs look down on people"

Yang Xin said.

"Dog stuff begging to beat!"

The sailor who laughed at him said angrily.

The sailors next to him immediately grabbed him, they listened to the accent is southern, although Yang Xin looks like a standard beggar, but beggar does not mean that he is easy to mess with......

At least not for outsiders to mess with.

It is true that the local beggars cannot provoke the real gentry, but it is still easy to bully a few foreign merchants, and in the final analysis, everyone is organized. The power of the Tianjin wharf is chaotic, and the gangs of Caoyun in various places, the Luo religion that has just risen, the smuggling gangs raised by the local gentry, and even the beggar gangs, it can be said that the three religions and nine streams are mixed. Although these foreign ships are not easy to mess with, in fact, they are all in groups, and these sailors all belong to the Cao Gang, usually more than a dozen ships are traveling together, and they are also hundreds of militants when they give an order.

But it would be completely unwise to quarrel for a few words, and who knows if this beggar will come back with a bunch of beggars to make trouble?

"It's high tide!"

Suddenly shouts rang out chaotically on the docks.

The sailors immediately went into disarray.

Yang Xin raised his head and looked to the right, and saw that the white line of two currents hitting each other head-on at the mouth of the Sancha River was moving.

The collision of the water that has been pushed by the sea and the water that flows downwards due to the topography of this famous estuary quickly creates a rough wave, which can reach a height of five meters. Then it divided into two streams, one pushing the boats on the North Canal to continue forward, and it would push the latter all the way to Beicang, and even as far as Yangcun, and the other swept along the South Canal, and it could sweep all the way to Yangliuqing.

The tide is no more than three poplars.

Yangcun, Yangliuqing, and Yangfengang.

The three ends of the Tianjin tide.

The waves stirred up by the collision of the river and the sea quickly created a panic on the South Canal, and the turbid waves swept across the not too wide river like a charging wall, and all the ships docked at the pier shook violently in this wave......

"Miss, go back to the cabin!"

Suddenly there was a scream.

Yang Xin immediately turned his head and saw a girl in the cabin walking out excitedly.

She was dressed in bright goose yellow, holding a small fan in her hand, and her slightly childish pretty face was full of surprise looking at the moving waves. It is said that this kind of grand scene of rivers and seas colliding is indeed very attractive to people who have never seen it, but when she is in this kind of natural power, it is completely tragic. At the moment when she stepped out of the hatch, the turbulent waves swept in, and suddenly hit the passenger ship, and the whole hull was suddenly thrown upwards, and the girl who was walking screamed, and the small fan flew out of her hand, and the whole person flew up......

"Miss!"

The old butler exclaimed.

He tried to go over and hold on, but he had barely taken half a step before he fell on the deck with the ups and downs of the waves.

Then both rolled down the river at the same time.

"Help!"

Yang Xin roared.

With that, he jumped into the river.

The sailors threw themselves into the gourds hanging from the side of the boat, but the passing waves slapped the two drowning men underneath in an instant......