On the seaside terrace outside Sunrise Village, the "Dawn" cautiously approached the shore, and soon, a net of various supplies slowly landed on the platform amid the squeak of the winch on the side of the ship.

The huge rope net also hung down from the side of the ship, and the first to descend from the rope ladder were two young men in beautiful brocade robes, who stood out among the cloth clothes.

"Hey! Brother Yuanji, this thing is really convenient! ”

As soon as the noble boy who followed behind landed, he looked at the rope net and shouted.

And the Brother Yuanji in his mouth, the one who landed first, was twenty-four or five years old, with a white face and no beard, deep eye sockets and a huge hooked nose that made his gaze extremely cold.

Brother Yuanji didn't answer the words of the noble prince behind him, and after glancing at the platform, he walked straight to Tang Xiaomao, who was leading the team to guard—he quickly judged that the other party was the person in charge here.

Tang Xiaomao took the note handed by Brother Yuanji and looked at it, and there were eight words on it, "Send someone to the son" There were people who didn't know it, but he still guessed it, most of these two were going to see the son.

"Yo ho! I can't tell you're literate! The noble son who came up with Brother Yuanji saw Tang Xiaomao reading the note, and screamed in surprise.

"Brother Fubi!" Brother Yuanji couldn't listen anymore, and shouted softly.

Hearing this auxiliary brother ridiculing himself, Tang Xiaomao couldn't help but feel a little angry, and after looking at the three tiger-backed entourages behind the other party, he reluctantly suppressed his heart, and responded lightly, "Our sons are now in the Jiuxian Monument camp more than ten miles away, if you want to go, I will send someone to guide the path; If you are afraid that there will be any mistakes along the way, please bother the two of you to wait, and you can follow us when we send this batch of materials to the Jiuxian Monument camp. ”

Brother Fubi was younger, about twenty-two or three years old. Under a pair of thick black eyebrows, those eyes seemed to be used to staring, and they seemed to be much larger than ordinary people; At this moment, hearing the bones in Tang Xiaomao's words, his eyes widened unconsciously, and he just wanted to get angry, but he was pressed down after being glanced at by that Yuanji brother.

"That's right. Just tired ......" Brother Yuanji hugged his fists and thought for a long time before bursting out with a suitable word, "This little brother sent someone to guide the way, and I will go to find Brother Yixian by ourselves." ”

Tang Xiaomao didn't talk nonsense with him anymore, beckoned a little radish head in the team, and asked him to take this group of people to the Nine Sages Monument to find Chu Fan, and he added, "This Jeju Island is not as good as Niu Island, although the surrounding herdsmen have been subdued by our sons." It's hard to keep someone interested in getting rich...... I advise the two of you to put it on as soon as you have a armor, so as not to be in a hurry when things come to the end. ”

His sentence of the shepherd slave was subdued, which set off a monstrous wave in Brother Yuanji's heart, making him extremely curious about this Chu Fan and Chu Yixian who was about to meet.

As early as when he was in Dengzhou, he had already heard a lot of Chu Fan's miraculous deeds, especially turning stones into gold, and making a lot of money from the Wa Kingdom by turning the tobacco from the rotten streets; There is also the fact that those big and small officials in the Dengzhou officialdom have invested money in Chu Fan's business; There are even such foolish husbands and foolish women, saying that Chu Fan is the reincarnation of the Dragon King Prince. It's a big cornucopia at home, and so on nonsense.

But these are still business matters, according to this Yuanji brother. Chu Fan is just a businessman with an active mind and a lot of money; But when he sailed to Niujima, he realized that he was wrong, very wrong!

The first thing that struck him was the ships cruising near Ushijima—the wing-like winged sails, which made him incredibly high, and the bed crossbow that turned freely at the bow!

And that's all of it. In the mouths of those sailors who are not without pride, they are full of "this is what Childe came up with", "This is what Childe made", "Childe taught us to do this......

As a result, Chu Fan has become such an image in Brother Yuanji's mind: a businessman who can transform ships.

When he arrived at Ushido Island and learned from the reception Chen Shangren that Chu Fan was fighting on Jeju Island, Brother Yuanji couldn't help but sneer in his heart - he just brought a few guards to fight with the local Korean tyrants. Dare to say the word conquest?

However, his contempt quickly disappeared after seeing Tang Xiaomao - the neat queue of the other party with a long and reckless gun behind him was by no means something that ordinary nursing home members could do!

His instinct to lick blood from a knife since he was a child told him that this was an army!

A merchant with an army? Is that still a businessman?

"Is your son really only eighteen years old?"

After putting on a heavy Wenshan armor and stepping on the mount provided by Tang Xiaomao, Brother Yuanji asked the little radish head who led him the way suspiciously.

"Well, Childe is four years older than me," Little Radish Head seemed to rarely ride a horse, and he was very excited to sit on horseback, "Our Sone is amazing...... A few days ago, as soon as we went ashore, the cavalry of the Liu family came, all of them were two layers of armor, wrapped so tightly that even the horses were covered with thick horse clothes...... But in front of Childe's barbed wire, he didn't hang it honestly one by one, and let us be the target! ”

Heavy cavalry? Brother Yuanji chuckled, this is the elite of the elite, but listening to this kid, it seems that he doesn't even have the strength to fight back in front of them!

This cow must be blowing too big!

"Boy! Bragging, you still have to study hard with me," before he could speak, the auxiliary brother next to him had already sneered, "It's also two layers of armor!" The cavalry without armor rushed over, and it was enough for you to urinate a pot! Shh ”

The little radish head is no better than Tang Xiaomao, and when he heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, looked at Brother Fubi angrily and argued, "Who is bragging?" The cavalry of the Liu family had broken more than half of our skins without even touching them...... Do you believe me or not, and show you! ”

He said that he would go, and in a huff he led the five people towards the north of the camp.

On the gray-black seaside terrace, a head piled up in Jingguan is impressive, and on the shore behind it, there are headless corpses!

The time was short, the head and the corpse were not yet completely decomposed, and the smell of the corpse and the flies flying in the sky made the round-eyed auxiliary brother not even have time to get off the horse, and he bent down to control his back and began to vomit, and from time to time he let out a heart-to-heart coughing sound.

Of course, Brother Yuanji was not as unbearable as him, but his convulsive face clearly showed the extreme shock in his heart.

"Humph! Now believe it! The little turnip head said triumphantly, "Let me tell you, this horse you are riding, and it was also captured in that battle!" ”

Eccentric! Expert! God!

Brother Yuanji kept popping up such words in his heart, and he couldn't wait to fly to the Jiuxian Tablet camp immediately to see what this eighteen-year-old Chu Fan was like.

Ten miles of journey, in Brother Yuanji's galloping horses, soon arrived, after entering the camp, the little radish head took him straight to Chu Fan's tent.

In the dim light, Brother Yuanji bowed deeply and sang at that delicate and cold face.

"The deputy general of Dongjiang Guanglu is still gratifying, and he has heard the name of Brother Yixian for a long time, and when I see it today, what a blessing!" (To be continued.) )