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"Bang!"

A huge fist slammed into Ge Bi's stomach, causing him to bend into a shrimp in pain.

But what came to his mind at this moment was a small harbor by the Weihai Sea in Gaizhou, Liaodong, where a sand boat was moored, and the square bow of the sand boat had washed up on the beach.

Ge Bi seemed to see himself standing at the bow of the boat, looking longingly at the small high ground five or six hundred paces away.

At that time, he was still a small chief of the Ningyuan Water Camp, and he followed the general Xia Zhifang to take care of the 400-material sand boat. On that day, they were ordered to pick up a group of fleeing Liao people, but when they arrived at the place, they didn't see anyone. Xia Zhifang was unwilling, so he took about 20 brothers ashore, hoping to find those fleeing Liao people.

"Smack!"

The big fan-like hand slapped Ge Bi's face, and a clear five-finger print instantly swollen. His ears buzzed wildly, and in the chaotic sound, it seemed that the mournful shout of three years ago was heard again.

"Tartar! Here comes the Tartars! ”

As the shouts rang out, a dozen or so figures rushed to the small high ground, and the sound of tuk tuk horses' hooves followed behind him louder and louder. Ge Bi on the bow of the boat tugged at his heart, and subconsciously, he asked Shiri's brothers to prop up the penny, and the sand boat slowly retreated, retreating into the sea a foot away.

The figure of rushing is getting closer and closer, and it is Xia Zhifang who is in the lead. With a "boom", an arm-long arrow shot out, straight into the shoulder of a brother next to Xia Zhifang, and in the scream, he was firmly nailed to the ground, and the tail feathers of the arrow trembled slightly.

Ge Bi's gaze crossed Xia Zhifang and looked at Xiao Gaodi, his pupils instantly dilated.

On the backs of four or five tall horses, it was a full tartar with a wide body! The sound of tuk-tuk horses' hooves continued to sound, and Jurchen tartars continued to pour out from behind the high ground, driving their crotch mounts to gallop towards the beach like wild beasts!

"Bang!"

The fan-like giant palm that had just slapped his face turned into a fist and smashed it Ge Bi's eye sockets, and for a while he fell headlong, only to feel that the Venus in front of him was rising, and in the background of the illusion, he seemed to see the bow of the sand boat that day.

After the Tartar appeared, Ge Bi's brothers even more desperately supported the boat, and some of them ran towards the mainmast with shouts, hurriedly hoisting their sails.

Ge Bi struggled in his heart, it stands to reason that he should stop these brothers and let the boat stay within the range that Xia Zhifang and they can climb up; But in that case, if you don't do it, you will be swarmed by the Tartars chasing after you, not to mention Xia Zhifang, the whole ship will be finished.

While he hesitated, the sand boat continued to move slowly backwards, four or five feet from the shore, the mainsail had been raised, and the speed of the ship was getting faster and faster.

Xia Zhifang and the others were still running wildly, and Tartar's arrows were fast and accurate, and the brothers around him were shot to the ground.

It's close! It's closer!

Ge Bi could already see Xia Zhifang's wide open mouth and tangled expression on his face.

Fast! Faster!

Ge Bi shouted wildly in his heart, as long as he could jump into the sea, Xia Zhifang would have a better chance of survival.

"Poof!"

A foot in tattered straw sandals kicked Ge Bi in the chest, and the huge pain made him cry out miserably, close his eyes, and the tragic scene on the beach that day resurfaced.

Just ten feet away on the beach, a massacre is underway.

A tall horse galloped in, and the hooves of the bowl-sized horses fluttered and flew with clusters of fine sand; The sleek heads of the Jurchen Tartars glistened in the sunlight, and the tails of the money rats swayed up and down as they ran; The Tartars had put away their longbows, wielded their barbed maces, and with a single blow, one of their brothers' head shattered like a watermelon; Or wielding a bright sword, along the horse's momentum, the head of another brother rises to the sky; Or he slammed his swarthy iron hoe on the shoulder of another brother, who, with a long cry, collapsed his whole shoulder, spat blood and fell on the sand, and was soon trampled silently by the hooves of the horses rushing up behind him.

"Plop!" "Plop!"

Xia Zhifang, who was running at the front, and another surviving brother finally jumped into the sea before the Tartars could catch up, and swam towards the sand boat.

The Tartars reined in their horses on the beach, and Ge Bi could see from afar that their faces full of black beard were full of cruel and excited expressions, and they shouted and talked loudly in Manchurian, as if talking about the massacre just now. Several Tartars carelessly took off their long bows from the hooks on their horses' buttocks, and took their arrows neatly, aiming at the two Xia Zhifang who were fluttering in the water.

The undulating waves allowed Xia Zhifang to avoid the first and second rounds of arrow rain, but the other brother was not so lucky, and he sank with two feather arrows stuck in his body.

It's close! Ge Bi, who was lying on the bow of the boat, could even hear the bellows-like wheezing sound of Xia Zhifang a foot away.

It's a pity that he still couldn't avoid the third round of arrows from the Tartars!

"Get up! Old dog! ”

The shouting sound in his ears pulled Ge Bi back from his memories.

Opening his already swollen eyelids, the dazzling sunlight made him unable to see anything clearly for a while, and it took a long time for him to see Xia Guozhu standing in front of him with his backlight, a pair of eyes full of anger glaring at him fiercely.

Ge Bi couldn't help but sigh lightly, and sighed in his heart, this child's eyes are really similar to his father!

Enduring the severe pain all over his body, Ge Bi slowly got up from the ground, and the thought in his heart that he didn't know how many times he had muttered came up again-at that time, if he had prevented the main sail from being raised, perhaps, he could save Xia Zhifang's life? After all, it's only that one foot away!

"Old dog! This meal, I beat for my father, are you convinced? ”

Xia Guozhu grabbed Ge Bi's collar and said coldly.

Ge Bi grinned blood-soaked and smiled miserably, but said nothing.

Xia Guozhu saw him like this, but he couldn't beat the fist raised high, and he gasped for a while, and then he grabbed him, and said in a vicious voice, "This one of mine, and send it first!" ”

"Pillar, let's fight!" Ge Bi smiled miserably again, and said softly, "You feel more comfortable after the fight...... I'm also a little more comfortable! ”

Xia Guozhu spat him head-on, "Phew! My father has a life, and it's over beating you twice? No way! Sue you Ge Laogou, this matter between the two of us is not over! ”

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In the study room of the Dengzhou Mansion, Wang Ting tried to read the latest issue of the Di Bao, and he was a little distracted.

The other contents of the Di newspaper are also okay, the key is the article "Xu Guangqi, the right attendant of the former Ministry of Rites, is diligent and respectful...... The official was immediately reinstated. "It made his heart beat a drum.

After Chen Shangren came back that day, he reported to him Chu Fan's new identity: Xu Guangqi's closed disciple. At that time, he was skeptical-even if Chu Fan was smarter than his peers, after all, he was still a little talent with no heels, what ability could he have to get into Xu Guangqi's eyes? You must know that Xu Guangqi is a master of mind.

What's even more bizarre is that this closed disciple is still Sun Yuanhua instead of Xu Guangqi, which is even more unreliable.

However, for the sake of insurance, he still asked Master Xingming to stop contacting Xiangma, but the sale of the house urged Chen Shangren to complete it as soon as possible - if he didn't teach that kid a lesson, he didn't know how many eyes Ma Wang Ye had!

But today's newspaper made Wang Tingqian have to face Chu Fan squarely - he said that Xu Guangqi was going to recover, and he really got back!

If it weren't for Sun Yuanhua to give him what kind of wind, he would be able to know such an important event in the court with a small show?

Just as he was thinking about it, the housekeeper of the house walked in quickly and whispered something in his ear.

"Huh? Water Station? What is he here for? Wang Tingqian asked with a roll of his eyes.

"It was said that it was related to that kid from the Chu family." The butler replied in a low voice.

Wang Ting thought about it, asked the maid to change her clothes, and put on all the official clothes before stepping towards the second hall.

As soon as I entered the second hall, I saw that the fat pig-like Yicheng was sitting there drinking tea, and there was a long wooden box on the table next to him, and I didn't know what it contained.

"Bow to Lord Fuzun." As soon as Zhu Yicheng saw Wang Ting's test, his face was immediately filled with flattering smiles, and he knelt on the ground and saluted.

Before Wang Ting could speak, the post man had already raised his face and said flatteringly, "Today, I found a forbidden object that was sent to Chu Fan in Wanzikou Village, and I came to tell Lord Fuzun." ”

Wang Ting's eyes lit up, "Oh? Forbidden? ”