Chapter 6 Crossing the River

Zhao Haoyi glanced at his personal guards, loyalty is loyal, and martial arts assassination is not a problem, but this habit of not using his brain is slightly disappointing.

"If you were an enemy, would you leave such a visible trail? What's more, the other party may be an assassin who is proficient in concealment?"

The guard scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and immediately clenched his fists and pleaded: "The general's lesson is that his subordinates will definitely think carefully in the future." ”

Zhao Haoyi waved his hand and motioned for his personal guards to go down, while he looked at the south alone and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, Zhao Haoyi retracted his gaze and sighed lightly: "Monk from Northern Xinjiang, what kind of character are you, who actually made such a heavy promise for you?"

Just a few days ago, the Southern Barbarian Mission entered Qi to make friends with the Qi State, and the monarch was overjoyed when he heard about it, which was tantamount to a relief in the snow for the Qi State, which was in a stalemate with the northern Xinjiang.

Even when the monarch met with the Nanban mission, the result surprised the monarch of Qi.

The benefits given by the Nanban tribe are too tempting, 50,000 war horses, 200,000 deniers of grain and grass, and the condition is only to catch a monk according to the portrait, and after capturing alive, the Nanban even promised Qi to send 100,000 troops to bypass Qin to help them take the northern frontier.

Yes, capture alive a monk, a monk of great value.

Immediately, the monarch of Qi sent a large number of soldiers to search the mountains and explore the way, preparing to bypass Yuzhou, the gateway to northern Xinjiang, and go to the enemy's land to find the monk, so there was this large-scale mountain search.

The golden rooster reported the dawn, and the long-lost snowy weather finally ushered in the sunshine, which seemed to tell a glimmer of hope.

The morning sun shone on the humble village, bringing a touch of warmth to the otherwise cold weather.

The villagers stood by the river worriedly, looking at the thick ice on the river and talking cautiously, and some daring dolls jumped on the ice from time to time and stomped their feet, and the adults inevitably scolded them when they saw this.

"You say this can't work, don't look at the ice surface is strong now, but the middle is fragile and tight, and there is a risk of cracking if you walk twice, not to mention that so many of us cross the river."

"I don't know, but the kid surnamed Ye said that we don't have to go, use slippery, and say that it will be safe if the contact area is large."

Just when the villagers were chattering, Ye Yan and the three of them also came to the river.

Suddenly, all the villagers looked towards them, of course, their eyes were mainly focused on Ye Yan, seeing that the villagers were quiet and looking at him, he generously crossed the crowd and looked at the other side of the river.

Then he grabbed the hemp rope on the ground, held one end in his hand, handed it to Zhang Jiu and said, "Uncle Jiu, you take one end of the rope and go over first, and then when the old people tie it up, you can pull it." ”

Zhang Jiu did not hesitate when he heard this, bit the other end of the rope, tied the plank, held two thumb-thick bamboo sticks in both hands, and slid towards the opposite side by thrust, and crossed the river more than ten zhang after a while.

Ye Yan looked at Zhang Jiu, who had already arrived on the other side of the river, and said to everyone, "Everyone see, wait a minute, the young and strong ones slide over according to the method of Uncle Jiu, and the older ones will be tied with hemp ropes, and Uncle Nine will pull you over, now we are ready to cross the river." ”

After Ye Yan finished speaking, he looked at the surrounding villagers again, signaled that everyone understood, and when he saw that everyone had no questions, he commanded the villagers to cross the river.

As more and more people crossed the river, the speed of dragging the old man was also a lot faster, it was estimated that it would take an hour and a half to cross the river, but now it is less than an hour, and only Ye Yan and Shikong are left.

The villagers on the opposite side waved their hands on the other side of the river to signal them to hurry up, and Ye Yan no longer hesitated to smile playfully at Shikong: "Master, maybe I'm not as good as you in martial arts, but this skating?" Shall we get to the other side first?"

I was suspicious and puzzled by the word skating, but after a little thought, I understood the meaning.

"Okay, the poor monk will compare with the benefactor."

After speaking, the two quickly tied the plank, picked up the bamboo stick, and went to the ice.

Ye Yan's body bent slightly, and with a slight force of the bamboo stick in his hand, the whole person rushed out, and when he saw this, he also followed, and the two of them chased me after a while before they slipped to the center of the river.

At this moment, a sharp arrow mixed with the sound of breaking the air struck Ye Yan, and Shi Kong, who was gliding in front of him, quickly turned around and pushed Ye Yan away.

"Buzz"

The arrows plunged straight into the ice, and the tail feathers shook violently and buzzed.

Ye Yan, who had survived the catastrophe, stood firm and hurriedly looked behind, only to see a big man bending his bow and an arrow about to shoot a second arrow, surrounded by dense soldiers.

Ye Yan was shocked, he didn't have time to think about it, his body slid quickly to the right, but the speed of the arrow was too fast, and with a muffled snort, he saw the arrow pass through his shoulder and then fall on the ice with a thud.

Seeing this, Shikong hurriedly held Ye Yan in front of him and asked, "Are you okay?"

Ye Yan's face turned pale, and he scolded secretly, and then shook his head, indicating that the problem was not big.

"It seems that the master will not be able to leave today, but fortunately the villagers have crossed the river safely."

Shikong looked at Ye Yan's bleeding shoulder, and hurriedly took out a vial from his arms, poured out a powdery object, and sprinkled it on the wound.

"The donor has forgotten that the poor monk is not an ordinary monk, you must slide forward with peace of mind, and the poor monk will cover you."

Shi Kong raised his head and glanced at the Qi soldiers on the other side of the river, and his tone revealed a strong confidence, as if the 20,000 Qi soldiers on the opposite side were just one or two people.

"Whoosh"

Just when Ye Yan was about to make a move, another sharp arrow struck, and when he saw this, his sleeves flew and knocked down the arrows that were shooting at them.

Zhao Haoyi saw it really on the riverbank, and he was not annoyed, but chuckled lightly, "There is no place to find when you step on the iron shoes, the archers are ready to prevent them from crossing the river, and the rest of the people are ready to catch up with them and capture the monk alive." ”

Ye Yan looked at the movements of the soldiers on the opposite side and understood what they were going to do, and immediately spoke: "The master is skilled, it is better to leave me alone, it is better to die one than to die two, you hurry up and cross the river." ”

Zhang Jiu was also shocked when he saw this sudden change on the other side, and immediately instructed the villagers: "You go first, all the way to the north, to Yuzhou City, there are heavy soldiers in the city, and it will be safe wherever you go." ”

The villagers did not hesitate when they heard Zhang Jiu's words, and they all walked quickly towards the northern district, they had no combat power to stay here, and it was better to leave than to distract Zhang Jiu.

Seeing that the villagers were not delaying to leave, Zhang Jiu quickly slid towards the center of the river, his body was as fast as a ghost, and he came to Ye Yan's side in a few breaths.

"Monk, I'll take this kid over first, and you cover."

He shot down a few more arrows in the middle of his sleeve, and nodded in response.

The black robe surged, and with a wave of his hand, he shot down one arrow after another, powerful and confident, and it was hard to believe that this was an ordinary monk.

Zhao Haoyi's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the three people not far away, and ordered: "Stop shooting arrows to prevent the ice from collapsing, remove the armor and slide over, and the monk will leave the rest to kill." ”