The white-bearded old man standing on the boat was none other than Ma Yi, the hero of the Yellow River.

After Xu Shiyang occupied Lin'an City, he took Xu Shiyang's line and changed from a city guard to a guest of the Wen family.

On the day of Fangla's uprising, Ma Yi joined the Shunyi Army with his disciples and grandchildren and became Xu Shiliu's subordinates.

After the Wen family confirmed the marriage with the Xu family, Ma Yi, as a guest of the Wen family, came to Wen Yue as a guard.

"The king is in charge."

Ma Yi stood at the bow of the boat and said loudly:

"Give the old man my face, how about we stop here?"

The Yellow River Heroes had some relationship with the Shangma thieves who had previously been active in Hebei, Qi, Henan and other provinces - in fact, they had all participated in the rebel army in Jiangbei to resist the Tartar invasion.

It can even be regarded as an old comrade-in-arms.

However, at this time, the relationship between old comrades-in-arms does not work.

"Ma Yi! You coward who fled to Jiangnan!! Wang Qinian's eyes widened angrily, and he roared angrily: "You have also become a lackey of the imperial court!?" ”

"Wang Da is in charge......." Ma Yi said with a wry smile: "The imperial court is always the imperial court. ”

"The court of bullshit!" Wang Qinian roared frantically: "The court doesn't treat Lao Tzu as a human being, Lao Tzu has long since denied this bullshit court!" ”

"Lao Tzu is a thief!"

Wang Qinian suddenly stood up from the horse, stretched his bow suddenly, and shot an arrow straight into Ma Yi's throat.

The old man didn't say a word, calmly returned an arrow, and with a ding, two heavy arrows collided in mid-air!

Wang Qinian jumped off the horse and walked towards Ma Yi while shooting arrows, and Ma Yi also calmly knocked down all the arrows that Wang Qinian shot at him with one arrow.

The two of them stunned everyone by shooting like a show-off, and even Wen Yue, who was hiding in the cabin on the boat next to her and looking here, couldn't help but praise: "It's amazing!" ”

In the clanging sound, the two got closer and closer, and Wang Qinian shot more and more fiercely, but Ma Yi's archery skills seemed to be slightly higher, and his arrows were sharp, but he never achieved results.

"Boss!"

Wang Qinian persevered in shooting the entire quiver, and then a thief next to him casually threw another full one.

The master of the horse thieves continued to shoot beads and was supported by his companions, and he had far more arrows than Ma Yi.

The Yellow River hero shoots the last arrow and shoots down a heavy arrow.

Wang Qinian sneered, and without mercy, a string of arrows came, Ma Yi calmly grabbed it, like picking a ripe fruit, caught a feather arrow that went straight to his face, and shot it back casually, accurately shooting down the second arrow cluster.

Then he drew his saber and lightly drew a half circle in front of him, knocking down all the remaining arrows.

At that moment, there was a snapping sound from the bottom of the boat—it ran aground.

A group of thieves roared and waded into the water and jumped onto Zhang Mingyi's boat, fighting with the escort of the Qi Provincial Transit Envoy.

There was a clanging sound of the piano in the cabin, Zhang Mingyi fought without accident, and he played the piano in the cabin for a long time.

With a calm and light appearance at the head, the people below will naturally become more determined.

There were even many sailors who swung their oars and shot at the horse thieves.

Another boat took the initiative to come over and join Zhang Mingyi's ship from the other side, and several of Ma Yi's apprentices, granddaughters and other guards killed together, and forced the horse thief off the boat again with the number of people.

Five thieves fell into the water and could no longer stand up.

There were also 9 casualties on board.

"Wang Qinian! Stop it! ”

Ma Yi shouted:

"What's the point of dying so many good men!?"

"the good guy!"

Wang Qinian threw away the longbow, drew his saber and jumped onto the boat in one step, and slashed directly at the top of Ma Yi's head.

Ma Yi resisted with a horizontal sword, and the weapons of the two collided together, creating a dazzling spark.

The young and strong Wang Qinian roared angrily and pressed the sword directly on the shoulders of the Yellow River hero.

The old man was surprised to find that Wang Qinian's eyes had become red.

Seems to be in tears?

"The real heroes are long dead!" Wang Qinian roared.

……

"Kill the Tartars!"

"Kill the Tartars!!"

"Kill the Tartar !!"

In the second year of Jianxing, the Jurchens entered the customs in a big way, and the Great Zhou court fled south in a hurry, and none of the hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers dared to turn back and resist, and were chased and killed one by one by the Tartars like killing dogs.

The surrendered officers and soldiers knelt on both sides of the road, trembling as they waited for the Tartars' verdict, their well-armoured blades littered the ground, and the wilderness was littered with the corpses of civilians killed by the Tartars.

In that year, all the heroes on both sides of the Yellow River concentrated in the north of the river, formed a righteous army with tens of thousands of people who defended their homes with rudimentary farm tools, and launched a counterattack against the vicious Tartar iron cavalry against the crowd of people fleeing from the court and the official army.

The rabble, who do not know the battle formation, and only rely on their blood to fight to the death, naturally cannot be the opponent of the Tartar Iron Cavalry.

But no one retreated, and everyone roared forward, ...... forward.

Then they were all trampled into powder by the Tartar Iron Riders.

That year, as the only cavalry of the rebel army, Wang Qinian, who was only 17 years old, rode an inferior horse, brandished a saber and followed behind his father, uncle and several elder brothers, and launched an assault on the Tartar Shuai Banner that condensed everyone's last hope.

For the first time, the mounted thief, who is known for his mobility, charged straight into the enemy's formation.

The longbows and heavy arrows could not resist them, and the Tartar archers were cut down one by one by their sabers.

The heavy lance iron armor could not stop them, and the Tartar armor was knocked open by them with their chests.

Everyone roared forward and kept ...... forward.

Wang Qinian remembered very well that that time, his father, and all the old brothers who got on the horse, were only a dozen steps away from the Tartar Shuai Banner.

A dozen steps.

If there is a support army, even if it is only a few hundred people, they should be able to succeed, right?

Unfortunately not.

The rebel foot soldiers on both wings were desperately clinging to the Tartars' horse legs, using the Heavenly Spirit Cover to resist the Tartars' maces, they were using their flesh and blood to resist the Tartar cavalry's flanks outflanking.

The ...... of the officials and troops of the Great Zhou Dynasty has never appeared.

There was really no strength to cut it anymore, and the Tartar Commander's guards and armor soldiers rushed up in waves, and the uncles of the horse thieves fell off their horses one by one.

There are also Wang Qinian's brothers, his uncle, and finally his father.

Wang Qinian saw his father throw the broken knife in his hand at the Tartar Shuaiqi, let out a last unwilling roar, and then fell off the horse and ...... with arrows all over his body.

In that battle, 80,000 rebels were slaughtered by the Tartars, and Wang Qinian himself was crushed under the corpses of his uncle and several brothers, dodging the butcher's knife of the Tartars.

Since then, Wang Qinian has never trusted any imperial court anymore.

……

"The hero is long dead!"

Wang Qinian roared with red eyes:

"Old man, in front of you is the king of thieves on the horse!"

Wang Qinian kicked Ma Yi on the lower abdomen and kicked aside the Yellow River hero, who recalled the past and became a little sluggish.

The thief turned around violently, and the saber slashed through the necks of several officers and soldiers who rushed up to support Ma Yi, and the two heads rose to the sky, blood spurted out of Lao Gao, and a strange background painting was drawn behind Wang Qinian.

"Lao Tzu is a thief !!"