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The bright moon hung high, the river was quiet, only the sound of the rushing water seemed to be a little turbulent here, Ling Feng personally went out this time, took Zhang Wu on a small boat, carrying five hundred soldiers, and slowly moved forward.

When passing by the trapped dragon beach, Ling Feng found that it was a little difficult for the boat to go up, and he felt that there was something resting at the bottom of the boat, but fortunately, there was no big problem, although it was difficult, it also passed through.

After crossing the sleepy dragon beach, at this time came to the upstream, the river surface returned to tranquility, there was nothing, through the moonlight, you could see the black and misty area ahead, vast and boundless.

Zhang Wu poked his head and looked at it, and said, "There's nothing here." ”

Ling Feng said: "If there is no one on the river, then it must be on the shore, not far from the shore here, and it will be docked quickly." ”

When the soldier at the helm heard this, he immediately complied, and the boat headed for the shore.

After a while, everyone saw trees and other objects in front of them from a distance, and it was obvious that the shore was ahead.

Ling Feng said: "I didn't expect that there would be such a flat under these two gorges, if Wei Ning came here early to garrison and took control of the Sleepy Dragon Beach, then we wouldn't want to fight over it for the rest of our lives." ”

Zhang Wu didn't understand anything, his mouth curled, and Ling Feng was talking to himself. His eyes were always on the distance.

Ling Feng thought about it for himself, and then shook his head to himself, he dared to conclude at this time that this place must not be Wei Ning garrisoning here, nor Pang Yi; Because if it were either of these two, Trapped Dragon Beach would not be what it is now, and perhaps the water village would have been established a long time ago, and by that time, if you want to pass through here, you will pay the price of blood.

So who else is there besides these two people?

"If you dare to stop the imperial army, it must be not small." Ling Feng muttered to himself.

At this time, it is only ten zhang away from the shore as far as the eye can see...

Suddenly, the entire hull of the small boat shook, as if it had been hit by something.

Knock knock...

"What's going on?"

The hull of the ship kept shaking, and if you listened carefully, it seemed that something was constantly attacking at the bottom of the ship, and the soldiers were all frightened, and some shouted loudly: "Ah... There's something under the boat, there's a water ghost! ”

"What kind of water ghosts, where are there ghosts in the world, don't mess around!" Ling Feng drank heavily, and at the same time, he held the spear in his hand.

The hull of the ship was still shaking, Ling Feng came to the right side, he lay on the deck, inserted the spear into the water, and then stirred it around, but after stirring for a long time, he didn't find anything.

Although this is only a small boat, the hull is also several feet wide, and the spear is only one foot wide, if there is something under the boat, how can you touch it.

"Zhang Wu, stay on the boat and don't move, I'll go back when I go!" Ling Feng said, at the same time, he clutched his spear and dived into the water, coming to the bottom of the boat.

The water in this river was cold and muddy, and it was dark night, and he couldn't see anything clearly, Ling Feng grabbed the spear, touched the bottom of the boat and headed towards the middle position.

Puff!!

After moving less than two feet, the spear touched something, Ling Feng didn't hesitate, and stabbed it with one shot, only to hear a pop, something was obviously pierced by the spear.

He couldn't look at it, but the spear shook up and down on that thing, Ling Feng was sure that it was a person!

What he stabbed to death just now was not a water ghost, but a human!

Knock knock...

This kind of sound continued, although it was underwater, but it was very clear, Ling Feng didn't say a word, grabbed the spear and continued to move forward, whenever he found something, he stabbed it to death.

After a while, he felt a strong fishy smell, and the sound gradually faded away...

However, at this time, he felt that the hull of the boat was slowly sinking, Ling Feng was startled, and hurriedly dived to the right, and then left the bottom of the boat and rushed out of the water.

Only then did he see that the boat had sunk, and many soldiers began to jump into the water, and these soldiers did not know how to swim at all, so diving into the water could only be a dead end.

Zhang Wu couldn't care so much, grabbed the spear and immediately jumped into the water, and then came to Ling Feng.

"What to do, the ship is sinking."

Zhang Wu asked.

Ling Feng said: "This must be the enemy deliberately sending someone to smash through the bottom of our ship, let's go, let's dock." With that, he turned and swam toward the shore.

Zhang Wu glanced at the soldiers and followed closely.

These soldiers are dead!

Fortunately, there were not many people, Ling Feng's face was implicit at this time, he really wanted to find out who was on the shore and who dared to go against the imperial army.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the shore in the distance, and countless torches were raised, and the two of them looked out, only to see more than a hundred people appearing in front of them, all of whom were holding bows and arrows in their hands, and the arrows were also tied with fire oil, which were ignited and ignited; When he heard the shouting, all the bows and arrows were shot out at this time.

Whoosh...

Ling Feng and Zhang Wu were shocked at the same time, both holding the spear in one hand to resist it, and the other hand to ensure the balance of their bodies and keep them unsinkable.

"Zhang Wu, be careful with your bow and arrows, and lean towards the shore." Ling Feng turned around and drank violently.

Zhang Wu didn't speak, but his expression was tight, and a spear kept waving to resist the flying bow and arrows.

"Bell, bell..."

With the sound of metal clashing, the bows and arrows were knocked away.

Seeing that Zhang Wu was able to resist the flying arrows, Ling Feng was relieved and began to deal with his side.

At this time, it is still three feet away from the shore!

Burst!

Suddenly, four arrow feathers flew at the same time, Ling Feng frowned, and swung his spear to shoot three of them, but one of them shot under his shoulder, and a concentrated pain struck, wanting to make people faint, but he held back, this was the first time he was injured.

As soon as the body was injured, the speed of swimming forward suddenly slowed down, and in just a moment, Zhang Wu, who came from behind, caught up, his situation was much better, the spear dance was impenetrable, even if it was a hand, it also blocked all the flying arrow feathers.

When he came to Ling Feng's side, he didn't speak, he just rushed forward vigorously, and after a while, he came to a distance of only one zhang from the shore.

At this time, the water here was already very shallow, and Zhang Wu's body could stand up, he held the spear in both hands, and walked towards the shore while resisting the arrow feathers, and it could be seen from his eyes that he was extremely angry.

The leader on the shore who was in charge of giving orders saw a man swim towards him, and he blocked so many arrows and arrows. I was immediately shocked.

"Die!"

Zhang Wu came to the shore, shouted violently, swept through the thousands of troops, and directly repelled the row of people who released arrows on the shore, and taking advantage of this gap, he jumped up and stood firmly on the shore.

Carrying the spear behind his back, Zhang Wu stared at those with torches in his hands, and sneered: "It's time for the master." ”

"Take it down for me! Above! ”

Seeing that it was just a child, the leader immediately turned his heart to the more than 100 people beside him, and he also rushed forward with a machete in his hand. (To be continued.) )