From the beach on the west side of the island, the sea seems to be boiling; The waves, which are more than one person high, keep rushing towards the white sand, breaking hard, and the farther away, the higher the waves look; The pouring rain made the beach seem to boil, and the white flowers made it impossible to tell whether it was rain or fine sand.

A small group appeared on the beach in the face of the storm: Xiancha, Xiaoluo, Doudou, fifteen soldiers of the guard, and of course three dark-skinned sailors - of course they all had umbrellas in their hands, but in such weather, umbrellas had already become decorations, and everyone was drenched, and large streams of rain flowed down their backs.

They were sailors on the Puffin, all of whom were members of Li Guozhu's family, and when Xiao Luo saw them and asked them for help just now, the three of them stepped forward and were willing to risk their lives to send the group across the strait. The Puffin would certainly not have been able to sail, but there were a number of sampans on the western beach, and now with a strong easterly wind, it was possible to reach the other shore by following the currents—provided that it was still alive when it reached the other shore, of course.

The sampans were piled up in a shack next to the beach, and the three sailors dragged three sampans one by one, and threw a bunch of ropes to the crowd, and the roar in the wind and rain was terrifying: "Get on board!" Tie yourself to the boat! ”

The crowd, who had already been frozen with blue faces and black lips, looked at each other, but heard one of the sailors shout again, "Hurry up! Auntie is still waiting for us to save her! ”

Hearing this, Doudou wiped a handful of rain from his face, picked up a rope and stepped into the sampan, finding a beam to tie himself firmly to it.

Xiao Luo wanted to jump in, but was stopped by Xiancha, pointed to the sampan next to him and shouted, "The three of us have a sampan for each person, even if the boat capsizes, no one will send the letter!" After shouting, she turned her head and increased her voice. Remember, brothers! Whoever arrives on the other side first, don't wait for others, immediately go to the Liu family's mansion to find the second son! …… It's important to save people! ”

No one answered, and everyone including Xiao Luo walked silently to their respective sampans, and tied themselves to the beams in the same way as Doudou.

"Let's go!"

With the shouts of the sailors, the three sampans rushed against the raging waves. After being violently lifted by the huge waves, the three vigorous figures turned over and got on the sampan, and soon disappeared into the raging waves.

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Time goes back a few hours ago.

On Jeju Island, 3 kilometers north of the settlement of Ilsheng, next to a small village called Jundari, Liu Zhongwen was lazily sitting on the red horse - it was Liu Shenghai's original mount, and after returning to Liu Zhongwen, he gave him a majestic and domineering name, Fire Dragon Horse!

Seemingly lazy. In fact, Liu Zhongwen's eyes did not leave the more than 300 recruits around him for a moment - in fact, it is not accurate to say that the recruits are eggs, to be exact, it should be "new cavalry eggs".

This is the third brigade trained by Xiao Xian, and after a month of brutal training, it has a vague taste of recovering the Liao army -- but it is on land, and it is miserable on horseback.

The first lesson in the cavalry training of the 3rd Brigade was a slow march - that is, the recruits were put on horseback and walked around to see their talents.

At 8 a.m., we departed from the station at the foot of the mountain in the morning. The three teams took about 2 hours and only walked 7 kilometers; At this time, the queue of more than 300 people has been stretched to almost 1 mile long. And it goes on and on—people are falling off their horses for various reasons, and getting back on the horse is a frustrating thing, and those who have never touched a horse sometimes take ten minutes to get on a horse!

Of course, there are also more than 30 descendants of the Song people who are proficient in riding in the three teams, and they are walking slowly at the forefront of the team at this moment. Liu Zhongwen is the same, lazily not even pulling the reins, and purely uses leg strength to control the horse.

Liu Zhongwen has already trained two brigades, and this scene has long been commonplace, and he is not in a hurry. Anyway, the scheduled noon assembly place was in Mingshuidong, four or five thousand kilometers north of Zhongdali - that was the station chosen by the six families themselves, and Chu Fan had allocated all the thousands of acres of land around them - no matter how they dragged on, two hours would be enough time to get there.

In the afternoon, Liu Zhongwen will be divided into groups -- this is the method learned from the first two brigades of training, that is, with the descendants of the Song people as the team leader, each person will bring a number of displaced people into a group, eat and live together, and serve the horses, this is the way to let the displaced people adapt to life as quickly as possible.

What Liu Zhongwen has to do now is to carefully observe the horseback riding talents of these homeless people, so as to pick out the higher, average, and poorer talents, and distribute them evenly among the groups.

He was looking at it, and the fire dragon horse under his crotch suddenly hissed, if it weren't for Liu Zhongwen's quick reaction and timely crotch suppression, the fire dragon horse was only afraid that someone would stand up.

He rode well, but the others couldn't, and the whole herd didn't know what was stimulated, and there was a commotion, and the homeless people fell to the ground one after another, and many of them fell with bruises and swollen faces; Even the descendants of the Song people had a few guys who were too relaxed, and they were caught off guard by their mounts and knocked to the ground.

Liu Zhongwen didn't guess, the oncoming wind had already explained everything-the wind and clouds had changed abruptly!

After glancing at the clouds that had suddenly appeared in the east, Liu Zhongwen's gaze shifted slightly, and he fixed himself on the wall that was being built a few hundred meters away, which was the newly demarcated settlement No. 4.

After thinking for a while, Liu Zhongwen used his legs hard, drove the fire dragon horse and jogged down the queue, and ordered loudly, "All the soldiers from Dengzhou, lead the horses and go to the east to repair the wall to avoid the rain!" ”

As soon as he shouted twice, he saw that everyone looked up at the sky and let out a cry of surprise.

"What's that in the sky?"

"Wow! Float so fast! ”

"It seems to be going up!"

"Ahh Something, almost smashed me! …… It's actually a burning briquette, which is weird! ”

Liu Zhongwen looked up, and saw a small black dot floating quickly to the west, and he muttered in his heart, could it be something new that Xiao Fu'er poured out.

After watching for a while, seeing that the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the dark clouds were sweeping at an alarming speed, Liu Zhongwen didn't dare to delay any longer, and ordered the descendants of the Song people to help him maintain order, and brought more than 300 rookie cavalry to the construction site of settlement No. 4.

Settlement No. 4 was built with a small hill as the core, and a number of huge wooden sheds were erected at the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the rain foam of white flowers outside the shed, Liu Zhongwen couldn't help but think of the little black spot just now.

So what is it exactly? (To be continued.) )