As soon as Zhao Yu said this, not only Chang Yuchun, who had disappointed hopes, was disappointed, but even the father and daughter of the Zhou family felt that he was a little unkind.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the little boy with a frightened face, opened his mouth to speak, but was stopped by Zhao Yu's eyes.

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Zhao Yu took out two ingots of silver from his bag and stuffed them into Zhou's boatman's hand, and said, "These silver coins will be counted as my ship fare, and I will buy this ship together." Your father and daughter will go ashore at once, and I will send them south. ”

"Zhao Gongzi ......" Zhou Chuanfu knew that Zhao Yu's refusal was originally for the safety of his father and daughter, and he couldn't help but be moved.

Zhao Yu waved his hand to interrupt his words, and said quickly: "Don't talk nonsense, I have martial arts, and it is much safer to take care of them than you." ”

So saying, he picked up the oars and went to the shore.

At this time, Chang Yuchun realized that Zhao Yu was not timid and wanted to stay out of the matter, he had misunderstood him, so he knelt down at the moment, knocked his head twice, and said to Zhao Yu: "Young man Gao Yi! If you can get rid of this catastrophe, Chang Yuchun is willing to repay the great kindness!"

Zhao Yuyu was a little resentful of Chang Yuchun rushing to the boat, and just snorted after hearing this: "You look like you have a shaven beard, and you stew it into a pot of minced meat, it doesn't taste good, what use should I do!"

Zhou Zhiruo heard Zhao Yu's mean words, pursed her lips and laughed, but remembered that there were outsiders on the ship, and her pretty face couldn't help blushing.

When the boat was about to dock, Zhao Yu suddenly saw a cloud of smoke and dust rising in the distance, his heart tightened, and he grabbed Zhou's boatman who was packing up his things to get off the boat, and said urgently: "It's too late, let's go south together!"

After that, he picked up an oar to Chang Yuchun's feet and said, "If you can still move, quickly row and escape!"

Chang Yuchun saw the smoke and dust stirred up by the pursuers, and knew that the situation was urgent, although he was seriously injured, he didn't want to be looked down upon by Zhao Yu, so he pushed the little boy into the cabin, and then rowed the boat to the river side by side with Zhao Yu at the bow of the ship.

Zhao Yu turned his head to see that twenty or thirty Mongolian military attachés surrounded six monks and shouted and cursed on the ferry. These military attaches are still down, and the ability to fight on the battlefield is not very powerful, but the six monks are not weak in cultivation. At this time, he still had time to turn his head to Chang Yuchun and smiled: "Your family leader Zhou Ziwang is a great character, even though he is dead, he still makes such a big noise. ”

Chang Yuchun smiled miserably, his own family was chased and killed like a lost dog, but it was not easy to brag at this time, so he only said to Zhao Yu: "Those monks are quite high in cultivation. On the way, I was chased by them several times, and I fought hard and took two palms before escaping. ”

At this time, when the pursuers saw that the boat was getting farther and farther, they turned and dismounted, drew their bows and arrows, and tried to shoot them.

Zhao Yu was shocked, and hurriedly shouted to the father and daughter of the Zhou family on the boat: "Be careful......"

It's just that before his words fell, the first wave of arrow rain had already come, and Zhao Yu took a step forward to use the oar grid to open the arrows, but he was a step too late. I saw an iron arrow shoot steeply into Zhou's chest, splashing a ball of blood when he landed, and actually shot him directly through the boat! Zhoufufu didn't snort, but fell straight into the boat.

"Daddy!"

Zhou Zhiruo screamed and wanted to rush to her father, but was picked up by Zhao Yu and slammed into the cabin.

"I'll block the arrows, you row!" Zhao Yu didn't even look back, shouted to Chang Yuchun, and then used his internal force to sweep away all the second wave of arrows. It's just that his hands holding the oars were also faintly numb by the force contained in the arrows!

Chang Yuchun saw that Zhao Yu's internal strength was so exquisite, and he was relieved to hand over his back to Zhao Yu and rowed the oars hard, but it was inevitable that the injury would be involved between the forces, and his face was even more ugly.

Zhao Yu stood at the stern of the boat, Rao was extremely bold, and a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead at this time. Since leaving home, only this time has encountered the most danger, and the slightest negligence will kill you.

The pursuers shot several waves of arrows one after another, and did not retract their bows until the boat was completely out of range, but they quickly dispersed, presumably looking for ships to continue the pursuit.

Seeing that he was temporarily out of danger, Zhao Yu's tense arms were slightly relaxed, and when he looked back, he saw that twenty or thirty arrows had fallen on the boat, and some of them shot directly through the plank, and a puddle of river water had accumulated at the bottom of the boat.

He jumped back into the boat and went to see Boatman Zhou.

Zhou Chuanfu was sticking an iron arrow in his chest, and blood was constantly gushing out from under his body. He still breathed a sigh of relief and didn't die, as if he saw Zhao Yu coming, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat after all, so he only rolled his eyes to the cabin.

Zhao Yu knew that he was worried in his heart, and said bitterly: "Don't worry, I will take good care of Sister Zhiruo on your behalf." ”

The corners of Zhou Chuanfu's mouth curled, and he passed away suddenly.

The companion who was talking and laughing a moment ago turned into a corpse in the blink of an eye. Rao is Zhao Yu is resolute, and his eyes are wet. He peeked into the cabin and saw Zhou Ziwang's son cowering in a pile of fishing nets, and Zhou Zhiruo fainted on the wooden board. There was a black blue on her forehead, thinking that Zhao Yu had just used too much force to knock her unconscious. It's okay, the little girl's family changed when she was young, and now her father died tragically, I don't know if I can accept it. Now that the strong enemy is behind, Zhao Yu really doesn't have the energy to comfort her.

Exiting the cabin, Zhao Yu saw Chang Yuchun spurting out a mouthful of dirty blood, rushed up to take a look, only to see that his face was like pale gold, his breath was short, and his internal injuries should have deepened. He took the oars from Chang Yuchun's hand, took out a bottle of healing medicine from his bag and threw it over, letting him enter the boat to breathe for a while.

Chang Yuchun had no distractions just now, and when he retreated, he saw Zhou Chuanfu's corpse, he wanted to apologize in his heart, and saw Zhao Yu's face as calm as water, but he didn't dare to say anything. He swallowed two pills of the healing medicine handed by Zhao Yu, and retreated to the side to meditate and breathe.

Zhao Yu stretched his arms, and only heard the sound of the oars slapping the water hard, and the originally chaotic mood gradually calmed down. The boat is speeding away, and the scenery on both sides of the strait quickly fades from view. After a while, he suddenly spoke: "You Ming Sect disciples, are you all for your own life, and you disregard the lives of others?"

Chang Yuchun was silent for a long time before he said astringently: "If you are only one person, you will never affect others, and if you fight a few Tartars to the death, you will be considered to be dead." It's just that the lord entrusts the little boy to me, and I can't let him down in any way! When the little boy gets out of danger, he is often willing to be punished in the spring, or he will die to pay for his life, or he will be a slave for the rest of his life, and he will never complain!"

Zhao Yu sighed and didn't say more, although he complained about Chang Yuchun in his mouth, he blamed Zhou Chuanfu's death in his heart, if he didn't want to take a boat to the north, Zhou Chuanfu would not be involved in this disaster. Thinking about these things at this moment is in vain.

"They're chasing again!"

After a while, Chang Yuchun suddenly exclaimed.

Zhao Yu looked back, only to see that the group of Mongolian military attaches had found a boat out of nowhere, and twenty or thirty people rowed together, approaching quickly. The six monks stood at the bow of the ship, sneering at the corners of their mouths, and they were so good that they could take a moment.

Zhao Yu waved his arms faster and faster, but he was alone, and the speed of the small boat was not as fast as the big ship behind him, and the distance was getting closer and closer. When Chang Yuchun saw this scene, he no longer rested, took out an oar from Zhao Yu's hand, and rowed hard.

After another moment, Zhao Yu simply stuffed another oar to Chang Yuchun, and jumped back to the stern of the boat again. He held his breath and concentrated, pinched a flying knife in each hand, and with a soft click, two cold rays shot steeply to the rear, and then saw two monks on the boat behind him clutching their throats and falling into the river.

The pursuers were in confusion, and the military attachés dropped their oars and surrounded the remaining four monks, slowing down the speed of the boat, and the distance between the two sides widened again.

Chang Yuchun turned around and saw Zhao Yu solve the two monks with a move, and he was speechless in surprise, and only gave him a thumbs up.

"Row your boat!" Zhao Yu scolded lightly, his eyes fixed on his back. Although the two monks have been resolved, the situation is still not optimistic. And they've already taken precautions, so they may not be able to do so easily.

After the Mongolian soldiers were confused for a while, they divided into two teams, one team rowed boats, and the other team threw arrows forward. The distance that had just been opened up was chased closer again.

Zhao Yu removed two wooden planks and erected them in front of him, looking for an opportunity to shoot several military attaches with flying knives, but the four monks learned a lesson, and only hid behind and did not lean forward, unable to kill another one. Although the power of the flying knife is amazing, the consumption of internal force is also huge, and after making several moves in succession, Zhao Yu's arms are already sour and unbearable, and he can only barely support them. After the rain of arrows stopped and shot another military attaché, his hand reached to his waist again but felt empty!

It turned out that unconsciously, the flying knife on Zhao Yu's body had been used up! His brows furrowed, and without the flying knife, the most powerful means could not be used. Although there are falling arrows at his feet, Zhao Yuyuan has not yet reached the realm where flying flowers and picking leaves can hurt people, and although the flying knife stunt is exquisite, it has strict requirements for the weight and shape of the flying knife, and the power is much weaker.

Although the arrows thrown out with internal force are quite powerful, they are not as accurate as throwing knives, and they consume more internal force. Many thoughts flashed in his mind, and Zhao Yu found that there was no good way to kill the enemy, so he simply sat down and breathed a little, preparing to be caught up later and then take over the battle.

Chang Yuchun heard that there was no sound for a long time, and when he looked back at Zhao Yu's appearance, he guessed some reasons. Seeing that Zhao Yu was helpless, his heart sank suddenly, and then he gritted his teeth and said loudly: "The young man is strong in martial arts, and it is not difficult to leave with that little sister." Chang Yuchun can also get acquainted with a handsome chivalrous warrior before he dies, and he will die without regrets!"

"Nonsense! You teach people to be such scoundrels, drag people into the water and then pretend to be righteous?"

Zhao Yu reprimanded Chang Yuchun loudly, turned his eyes around, and suddenly saw a small boat quickly sailing on the river on the left, but the boat was operated by an old man with white hair, who seemed to be ready to help. But after he shouted that sentence, the old way paddling hand stopped. Zhao Yu was stunned for a moment, and guessed what kind of decent person the old Taoist was, and when he heard that this battle actually involved the Mingjiao people, he gave up the rescue plan.

Listening to Li Chun's talk about Mingjiao and the grievances of the rivers and lakes, Zhao Yu has not yet felt it, but now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he knows that this grievance has been so deep that it exceeds the national righteousness!

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yu was not disappointed, he had never been a character who sat back and waited for help, and said in a loud voice: "Kill the Tartars! If you don't want to die too much, fight one by one!"

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