Chapter 18: Landing on the Island (I)

The early morning sun is gentle and lingering, the mountains are so peaceful and quiet under the golden light, and there are two people in green clothes wearing waist knives standing on the side of the road next to the avenue in the north of the city.

"Remember the name that our brothers changed, and don't make a mistake when the time comes!" Xie Yu said with a smile.

Ma Wenbiao scratched his head and said, "General, fourth brother, this name is nondescript, I'm afraid it will make people laugh." ”

"It's okay, the immortals will not suspect it, after going to the island, observe more, don't show your stuff!"

"Fourth brother, rest assured, the third brother will not spoil a good thing!" Ma Wenbiao affirmed with a smile.

After listening to the general's plan last night, he was also surprised, 12,500 soldiers have to deal with more than 100,000 rebels, although the other party is composed of displaced people, but the formation is huge, not to be underestimated, hijacking the other party's so-called immortals, can it really suppress this group of people? There are too many unknowns in it, it is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, but he also admires the courage of the general, seeking wealth and danger, this battle will make the entire army mighty, thinking of this, his eyes can't help but be confused, as if he remembered something.

"Third brother, look, Gongzi Xu is here."

Ma Wenbiao raised his head, only to see the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, and Xu Yanzhi, who was galloping in a dashing manner, was full of pride, rode his horse and turned over and arched his hand: "I've seen Master Hou, this is"

"Under Ma Wenbiao!"

Xu Yan held the scabbard in his hand and fixed his eyes, the other party was muscular, his face was fierce, and his calm temperament looked like an extraordinary person, and he couldn't help nodding in praise.

Xie Yu arched his hand and replied: "Brother Zhongyuan, Wen Biao is older, call him the third brother, call me the fourth brother, and it is convenient to call him on the road." ”

Xu Yanzhi laughed and said, "The name has been changed!" Okay, without further ado, there are still 200 miles to go to Cheng County, hurry up and set off, you should be able to arrive in the evening. ”

"Good!"

The three of them turned over and got on their horses, "driving" and shouting in unison, and suddenly, the dust on the avenue was raised and headed north

Counting the time of the morning break, the three of them galloped for nearly five hours, only to see Cheng County from a distance, through the broken city gate, into the abandoned city, did not see a single figure, along the messy street out of the east gate, in the march of twenty miles, Zhang's grange is impressive, the surrounding scenery is also bleak, extremely desolate.

In front of the tattered village stood an old man who was driving two sheep to gnaw on the grass on the side of the road, and when he heard the horses coming, he was so shocked that he wanted to drive the sheep to the village, and he did hear Xu Yanzhi shouting: "Uncle Mo panics, Yanzhi is coming!" ”

Hearing this, the old man stopped his panicked footsteps, covered a pergola with his right hand, and looked at it with his faint old eyes for a long time, before he clasped his fists and saluted the three people who had just turned over and dismounted: "The old slave has seen the young master!" ”

Xu Yanzhi held on and said: "Uncle Yong doesn't have to be polite, my uncle asked me to go to the island to pass a message to the immortals, and prepare the boat quickly!" ”

"Ah~The young master is going to the island~." Uncle Yong said tremblingly.

"Uncle Yong doesn't have to worry, just go and report a letter, and I'll be back in a few days."

"Oh~ That's it, that's good, that's good! These two are~! Although Uncle Yong's eyes are dizzy, he can still see the two people standing behind him.

"This is my little nephew's friend, he has good skills, and he can protect me when I go to the island!"

"Oh, well, hey, where's the sheep?" Uncle Yong is very old, and the old sheep knows the way into the broken village, but he has indeed forgotten and found the sheep.

"Uncle Yong, the sheep has already entered the village!" Xu Yanzhi kindly reminded.

"Oh~ Okay, what is the young master doing here?"

This interesting question and answer made the three of them laugh, and Xu Yanzhi said patiently: "Uncle asked the little nephew to go to the island to pass a message to the immortals." ”

"Oh~oh~ Ki'er wow, Ki'er."

With Uncle Yong's shout, a teenager popped out of the village, holding a machete in his hand, sweating profusely, and when he saw Xu Yanzhi, he hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "The little slave has seen the young master!" ”

"Then that young master wants to land on the island, you can send it over by boat."

Zhang Ji put down the machete in his hand and said to the east: "Young master, come with the little slave!" ”

Uncle Yong lifted the reins of the three horses and was about to enter the house, but he seemed to think of something again, and shouted: "Ji'er, where are the sheep?" ”

"Let's go back to the nest."

"Oh~oh~"

Follow Zhang Ji to the east and walk on the Yori Shy Road, the vast sea is far away, the waves are surging, wave after wave to the shore, in the mud, the rampant and domineering crab holds two big paws, spit bubbles in the mouth, the starfish floating on the shore open five fingers, struggling to return to the sea, is indeed mercilessly slapped by the waves and thrown up, exhausted lying there unable to move.

Zhang Ji found a two-zhang-long boat in a huge pile of rocks, and dragged it with great difficulty, and the three of them looked at it and hurriedly stepped forward to help.

It took a lot of effort to drag the boat into the sea, and Zhang Ji got on the boat and pulled three people on board, skillfully waving the oars and heading east in the waves.

Xie Yu wrung out the water stains on the hakama, breathed the salty and humid air, and looked at the endless East China Sea, the transparent sky, and the clean breath, which made people feel refreshed and happy, and sighed **, leading countless heroes to bend their waists.

Ma Wenbiao has lived in the north since he was a child, rarely takes a boat, grabs both ends with both hands, and shakes with the swing a little nervously, Xu Yanzhi saw it, and couldn't help but laugh: "Third brother, haven't you ever been on a boat?" ”

"How can I not sit on it, I used to be in the river, in the river, who has ever seen this big water, haha!"

Xu Yanzhi took out a silk handkerchief from his arms and said, "Come, take it!" ”

"What do you want to do here?" Ma Wenbiao said strangely.

"I'll wipe my mouth after spitting in a while." Xu Yanzhi said with a smile on his face.

Hearing the other party laughing at himself, Ma Wenbiao smiled: "No need, how can you vomit!" ”

"Then we'll wait and see!" Xu Yan looked at Xie Yu and laughed.

As expected, the two-zhang-long boat swayed for another half an hour, Ma Wenbiao only felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, and the sour breath went straight up, and he could bear it at first, and after shaking for a while, he finally stuck his head out of the boat, vomited and vomited, and Xu Yanzhi, who was looking directly, covered his nose and laughed.

When Ma Wenbiao was lying comfortably in the cabin after vomiting, Zhang Ji looked into the distance and said, "Young Master, the immortal's patrol ship is here!" ”

Xie Yuben comforted his generals, and when he heard this, he looked back and saw that there was a ship on the broad sea, and he was in doubt, only to see a large warship with a floor, a second floor, and a third floor gradually appearing on the sea level in the distance, followed by several flat-bottomed boats that were rapidly approaching them.

Zhang Ji waved his hand from afar, as if he was saying something, the boat came to a stop, and the two-zhang long sea boat was as big as corn on the cob, and I saw that the naked archers standing on it were pulling their bows towards them, and a bare-chested man in his thirties poked out of the boat and asked, "Who is it?" ”