The thugs of Baifu gradually moved away, and Qi Erle puffed up a breath of true anger and shouted: "Sail, set sail, and go to West Lake!"

Those Han people on the boat heard that they were going to the place, all secretly surprised, the scenery of the West Lake, famous in the world, it is said that it is like a paradise, if in normal times, everyone rushed to go, but they fell into the hands of the Yuan soldiers at the moment, life and death are uncertain, the heart is worried, this place is not close to the West Lake, I don't know where Qi Erle goes, what are the plans?

Zierle turned around, laughed a few times, and his expression was extremely kind, and he said: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have frightened you by my reckless behavior before, and I apologize to you. He bowed deeply. The rest of the soldiers also immediately followed suit and saluted respectfully.

The Han people had never seen such a polite Yuan soldier, and they were amazed for a while, and their hearts gradually settled down.

Qi Erle observed his words and looks, saw that everyone's demeanor improved, secretly happy, stood up straight, and said: "You don't know, the master of the last general is the prince of Jinghai in the current dynasty, he is a relative of the emperor, a prominent minister, and the first good man among our Mongolians. He heard that the current saints have listened to the slander of the wicked, and thought that the people in the land south of the Yangtze River were thinking of the past dynasty and were planning to rebel, so he decided to severely punish the residents of the Jiangnan generation and teach them a hard lesson, and all those unmarried men and women would be arrested by the emperor and transported to Kaiping to be distributed to the nobles as slaves. ”

When everyone heard this, they were frightened and shouted in unison: "How is this good? How is it good? I hope that the general will make the decision for us, so that he can save us!"

Zierle laughed, "It's natural. More than ten years ago, our prince also fought for the emperor in the south and the north. He has made countless achievements. But he fell ill in his later years, and sought medical treatment and worshiped Buddha everywhere, knowing that he was sick. It is due to the entanglement of the yin qi of the unjust ghosts, and only by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue can he be cured, so after he learned about this, he decided to risk his life to save you. In a few days, I will send you on another large ship to a fairy island that the prince found in the far sea. The prince prepared a beautiful house there. Strange flowers and plants, find a sweet well, and welcome everyone to settle there. When the situation in Jiangnan calms down, I will send you back. ”

The Han people were overjoyed and shouted: "Thank you so much for the life-saving grace of the prince and the uncles, we will never forget it!" The Mongols hurried forward to help them up. He looked anxious. Sincerity.

Goshawk was secretly surprised, and thought: "We are not the fathers and mothers of these Mongolians, and a few kowtows will almost scare them out of the urine." They are so polite and charitable, could it be that they all believe in Buddhism? But even vegetarian monks are not as soft-hearted as them. ”

Zierle looked up at the river and said, "It's still early, if you want to go back to the cabin to rest." We have arranged accommodation, and I hope you will not dislike it. If you still want to enjoy the river view. Let's listen to the music, feel comfortable, and enjoy the fun. Wait for us to play in West Lake for a few days, and then come back to change boats and sail away. After saying that, he clapped his hands, and immediately someone brought the table cushion, put on the wine and side dishes, and another musician sat down, took out the jade flute, and the wave blew. There are also people who pluck the xylophone, and the tune is melodious. The music comes out with the sound of the waves, beautiful and moving, like a wonderful song from a fairyland.

Goshawk thought for a while, didn't see anything strange, and thought: "Even if there is any conspiracy, Lao Tzu is too lazy to deal with it for a while, the boat will naturally go straight to the bridge, and the way out is to go forward, and it is also a way out to go backward; Since the Tartar bothered to serve, Lao Tzu was also happy to be idle. ”

Just like this, listen to the music and watch the scenery, drink and have fun, until the sun sets, the night is low, the river is dark and dim, the white waves dance lightly, most of the people are tired, and they have returned to the cabin to rest.

Goshawk and Gui Yanran came to the cabin, Gui Yanran fell asleep with his head bored, Goshawk's mind was full of thoughts, and he couldn't sleep for a while. After about a few hours, in the middle of the night, I heard a soft cry from a sentry outside the cabin, and then there was no sound. Goshawk and Gui Yanran sat up at the same time, and Gui Yanran exclaimed: "It seems that someone is using force." ”

Goshawk nodded and said, "Let's go out quietly and have a look." ”

The two walked out of the cabin, lightly drilled out of the wooden door, jumped lightly, hid in the attic, only to see more than forty Yuan soldiers surrounding ten masked strangers, Yuan soldiers holding spears and round shields, the formation is closely connected, layers are impermeable, and those masked guests are holding dragon claw hooks, phoenix tail whips, tiger head hammers, maces, fierce eyes, and Yuan soldiers.

Zierle walked out of the crowd, stood with his hands in his hands, and said coldly: "Do you know whose ship this is? ”

A masked man held the double dragon stick and said, "If it is an ordinary people's ship, we will only persuade them to change course and make a detour, but there are Han and Mongolian on your ship, there must be some conspiracy." Now that we have seen it, we must not sit idly by. Kill all your Tartars, and then send the people back to where they were. ”

Yimiya sneered: "What a big breath, who are you? This river was not driven by you, and you actually dare to intercept King Jinghai's ship?"

The masked man was not afraid, and said: "It doesn't matter what kind of Jinghai King or Cave King you are, you get out of here, don't disturb the major affairs of our sect! Otherwise, Lao Tzu will bury you Tartars in the sea!"

Qi Erle shouted: "Take it, not a single one is allowed to run! Life and death do not matter!" All the Yuan soldiers roared, and rushed up neatly from all directions, opening the way with spears and shields, and advancing and retreating rigorously and fiercely.

Those masked men also roared loudly, greeted them, waved their Qimen blades, and killed together with the Yuan soldiers. Although the masked soldiers are elite, they are undulating and unstable on their feet, and secondly, these people cooperate skillfully, and they are not ordinary martial artists, and thirdly, the skills of the two sides are too far apart, although the formation is wonderful, but some rigid, not as flexible as these masked people, and after a while, they are beaten and retreated.

Zierle said angrily: "Good thief, so rampant!" and Yimiya shot together, and these two people's martial arts were far superior to the rest of the Yuan soldiers, one wielded a sword, the other danced a halberd, and killed the masked man. The masked man made a marquee around the two of them, as if he was using a formation, Zierle and Imia were back to back, guarding the portal, the sword wind was everywhere, the halberd moved like a dragon, and kept clapping the palm force, shaking the enemy back. After defending for a while, the rest of the Yuan soldiers regrouped and surrounded them from the outside, working together inside and outside, attacking front and back, and the situation was unfavorable for these masked men. In the blink of an eye, two people were injured, and the formation was greatly disordered.

Seeing that his side was in a desperate situation, the leader of the masked men was in a hurry, and roared to the sky, like a ghost crying wolf, which made people's hearts beat, and the rest of the masked people also roared loudly when they saw this, corresponding to the former, and the ears of the people who were shocked in an instant buzzed, and the deck made a sound.

Imia shouted: "When death is on the verge of death, what tricks are you playing?" jumped up, and used a move "wolves against the moon", stabbing out four halberds one after another in mid-air, or teasing or pressing, or stabbing or slashing, varied, terrifying. It was also he who knew the details of these masked men, and he did his best to make this move, knowing that the enemy would be difficult to resist.

The leader of the masked man suddenly caught up, the double dragon stick shook back and forth, horizontally in front of the arm, hand-to-hand contact, a few bells, all the moves of Yimia were catched, Yimia's original skill was far higher than this person, who knew that at this time, the blade hit, and the arm was faintly sore. He took a closer look, and was instantly startled, only to see that the masked man was a foot taller, and his muscles swelled up, revealing his arm, and there was a bush of black thick hair on his arm.

Look at the rest of the masked people, all of them are like this.

Gui Yanran was shocked, and said, "Brother Goshawk, look, what's going on?"

The goshawk looked solemn and replied, "This seems to be an evil skill, and they have gone so far as to become a beast when they practice it." When he saw such a scene, he suddenly remembered the bleak end of the five generals of the bronze horse in Yangzhou City, and thought: "This seems to be a sign that the maggot and fly corpse sea sword has gone off, look at the skills of these people, it seems that it has not been long to practice this kung fu, and it is far worse than Senior Brother Chang Hai, but since the time is not long, how can he incarnate into a green wolf?"

The masked human body is strong, the strength is incomparable, and the skin is thick and thick, able to resist ordinary swords, reduce the trauma, in this way, the situation is reversed again, these ten people no longer pay attention to the formation, but scatter to kill, jumping and scratching, although the Yuan soldiers are brave, although the two generals have high martial arts, but it is also difficult to parry, within a few combinations, more than ten Yuan soldiers were killed by ruthless hands, and the death was miserable and abnormal. Zierle and Imia were barely able to draw with three of them, but they couldn't help others.

The masked leader strangled the enemy in front of him, turned back to see Imia, and shouted, "Death Tartar, suffer death!"

At this moment, a blood-red sword shadow came like the wind, hitting the masked leader's throat, the blade pierced into the skin, and then suddenly pulled out, and the masked leader vomited blood from his mouth, had difficulty breathing, fell to the ground and died, his body gradually shrunk.

Gui Yanran saw that the person who came was slender, wearing a red robe, and his martial arts were incredible, and he couldn't help but secretly applaud. Although the goshawk couldn't see the person's face clearly, he saw that the person was tall and straight, and judging from his demeanor, he was a heroic young man, and he nodded again and again.

The rest of the masked people saw the tragic death of the leader, their hearts were furious, and they rushed towards the man together, only to see the figure of the man shaking, floating like the morning glow, stabbing a sword on the left, slashing a blow on the right, or the sword flowers are scattered, or the sword rain falls, although the masked man is fierce, but he can't even resist this person's move, in the blink of an eye, he screams in pain one after another, and falls to the ground, his body twists, and his wail continues.

Zierle and Imia led the rest of the soldiers to their knees together, and shouted in unison: "Shizi! You are here! This incident actually alarmed Shizi, his subordinates are incompetent, and he hopes that Shizi will be punished." ”

The prince turned his back to the goshawk, his voice was delicate, like a girl, but he seemed to be doing his best to make a move just now, and he seemed to be extremely sleepy, he said: "No need to be polite, you have tied up the living people, these monsters, ask them what is the origin of them, why do you force us to turn our heads?"

"Yes!" said Zille, "Yes, the son!" and stood up, ordered the chains to be fetched, and tied up the remaining three masked monsters one by one. After those masked monsters were seriously injured, they seemed to be instantly exhausted, and they couldn't resist, so they could only be obediently tied up and tied to the mast. (To be continued......)