The boss of this ship thought Fang Jun was kneeling down to him...
Fang Jun didn't know whether to cry or laugh. He gritted his teeth and said, "Help someone lead the horse onto the boat!"
With that said, he managed to climb onto the boat and immediately lay down with his back stretched out.
The boss of the boat honestly led the horse onto the boat, rocked the boat, and the boat swayed away from the shore and rowed towards the center of the river.
Fang Jun took the opportunity to take a breath and urged: "Hurry up!"
"well!"
The boss of the boat greeted us, and he was also a knowledgeable man. He didn't ask any questions. He shook the boat quickly with his thick arms, and the boat sailed quickly to the other side.
"Did a group of men and horses cross the river just now?"
Fang Jun tore off his clothes, briefly bandaged the stab wound on his leg, and asked.
"Yes, less than a stick of incense ago, the little old man just ferried a boat of groceries to the village upriver. He happened to pass by, so he saw it."
Fang Jun perked up: "How many people are there?"
"Three ships, the exact number of people is not known, but the draft is very deep, there are people and horses, I estimate that there must be about 20 people."
The boss of the ship asked nothing, but told everything he knew.
This section of the river was not wide. After a while, the boat sailed to the other side. Fang Jun took a deep breath and felt that his strength had recovered a little. As he led the horse through the water and reached the shore, he shouted to the boat owner: "I don't have any money on me, so go ahead."
At Fangjiawan at the foot of Lishan Mountain, let me tell you that it was a certain Fang Jun who told me to ask the steward to give you a small amount of money to use as ship fare!"
The boss of the ship was stunned for a moment and asked in shock: "But the second son of Mr. Fang's house?"
Fang Jun nodded: "Exactly!"
The boat boss shouted: "How dare you, little old man, take Erlang's money? Don't let your ancestors be humiliated! Last year, there was a heavy snowfall, and eight villages in ten miles were affected. If it weren't for Erlang's 'le stone to record merit', he forced those big households to pay
If we don’t have enough money and food to provide disaster relief, I’m afraid we’ll all die of cold and hunger!”
Fang Jun was stunned, he actually had a good reputation...
The boss of the boat said again: "I don't know who Erlang is chasing, but he is definitely a bad guy! According to my observation, those thieves must have gone all the way north. You can ferry them across the Wei River, but the Jing River in front of you is narrow here, and the water flow
It's fast, but the ferry is not easy! There is a suspension bridge above the Jing River, and the thieves must have crossed there!"
Fang Jun asked: "Is there a shortcut?"
The boss of the ship affirmed: "Yes!"
Fang Jun was overjoyed and asked: "How to go?"
The boat boss pointed to a hill not far away and said: "There is a small road in the mountain. Although it is a mountain road, there are many pedestrians. It is very flat and can be passed by horseback! Over the hill, there is the suspension bridge.
This way, you can save half the journey!”
Fang Jun was overjoyed. As soon as he reached the shore, he got on his horse and shouted: "If Fang doesn't die, I will be grateful to you!"
He spurred his horses and rode away.
The captain of the ship touched his forehead and said doubtfully: "You are saying that you are immortal? Such a kind person must live a long life..."
Fang Jun couldn't hear that someone was about to set up a memorial tablet for him. He only had one thought in his mind at the moment: Quick! Faster! Faster! We must intercept those rebels before they do!
As for what he could do on his own after the interception, he had no time to think about it!
At this moment, Fang Jun can even be said to be destined to make up for his stupid mistakes...
The mountain road is very narrow and indeed smooth, but the horses cannot run very fast.
The horse galloped for almost fifty or sixty miles along the way. Only this kind of Arabian horse with excellent endurance could withstand such a non-stop running.
Go to the top of the mountain...
A rushing river at the foot of the mountain winds like a jade belt.
Fang Jun was very anxious, but fortunately he rode down the hillside much faster than going up the mountain.
The mountain road is curved, and after turning a corner, the view suddenly opens up.
A straight mountain road leads directly to the bank of Jingshui River, where there is a suspension bridge.
And just not far from the suspension bridge, a group of cavalry was galloping past, about to step onto the suspension bridge!
Fang Jun's heart skipped a beat, and when he glanced around, he saw two slender women tied to the backs of two empty horses, with the horse reins being held by two cavalrymen, walking at the end of the team.
This is the last chance!
Once they cross this suspension bridge, these guys will be like fish in the sea and birds returning to the forest. You can never catch them again!
Fang Jun gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and made the stupidest, most direct, and tragic decision in an instant!
Get rid of the stirrup on one side, cross the leg over, rely entirely on the strength of one foot to support the whole body, and shrink the whole body close to the horse. In this way, from the side of the rebel, it looks like an empty horse with no one.
!
Then he stabbed the horse's buttocks with a knife. The horse neighed in pain, let go of its hooves, and ran wildly along the mountain road down the mountain.
The leader of the Ashina Association waited in disgrace as the only twenty or so remaining members of the same clan ran all the way. The mood was extremely depressing!
The general Zhonglang is gone, the dream position of Great Khan is gone, and even the insiders who have been deployed in Chang'an over the years have been exhausted all at once...
You still underestimated His Majesty Li Er!
Who could have known that just a few dozen of the elite "Hundred Cavalry" could withstand the onslaught of defeating the rebels?
Of course, the most important thing is that damn Fang Jun!
If he hadn't shouted at that critical moment, he might have killed His Majesty Li Er! He firmly believed that as long as His Majesty Li Er died, those "Hundred Cavalry" and the Yu Lin Army would immediately be leaderless and abandoned.
Who would be so stupid as to sacrifice their life for a dead man?
If I had known this, when I first discovered him, I should have ignored the doubts of the soldiers who had not yet subdued him and killed him with one knife!
It's a pity that things have come to this, and the world is so big that from now on it will be as panicked as a lost dog...
However, Ashina is not worried about his own life.
Glancing back at the little beauty tied to the horse, Ashina revealed a lewd smile on her lips.
My favorite is the beautiful girl from the Tang Dynasty!
The body is delicate, the meat is tender, the water is abundant, and even the scream is so thrilling...
Especially the princess of the Southern Dynasties, that is the ultimate reward that kings in the world long for!
Princess Xinyi married Nijue Chuluo Khan, Princess Huarong married Qu Boya, King of Gaochang, and of course her sister-in-law, Princess Huainan, the wife of Tuli Khan...
His Majesty Li Er dotes on Princess Gaoyang the most. Maybe after he has tasted the taste of this beautiful princess, and cooked rice, His Majesty Li Er will hold his nose and recognize him...
I just don’t know what Fang Jun’s expression will be like when he learns that Fang Jun, who ruined his good deeds, will show his fiancée a sweet smile while riding on his crotch.
Damn it, just thinking about it will relieve your anger!
While I was thinking wildly, I suddenly heard the sound of rapid horse hooves from far to near.
Ashina's association rate was so frightened that the souls of the dead were scared, and the pursuers came so quickly?
He raised his head and looked around, only to see a horse rushing down from the mountain on one side, its hooves flying, its mane and tail flying, but it was an empty horse...
Ashina's association rate is already frightening, and she doesn't dare to be negligent.
How could an empty horse suddenly appear here?
So weird!
The entire team was a little surprised by the sudden appearance of these empty horses, and their marching speed suddenly slowed down.
The horse was running closer and closer, and the crisis in Ashina's heart became more and more serious. Suddenly, he remembered something, and he suddenly lost his mind and shouted: "Stop it! Stop it! Someone is coming soon!"
The team was in a panic, and the men looked at each other in confusion. The horse was obviously empty, but where was anyone?
Perhaps in the Central Plains, these people have long forgotten the years on horseback, and have forgotten the unique skill of "hiding in stirrups"...
Ashina's leader was sweating profusely. He drew his sword and kept waving it, shouting: "Stop it! Others cross the bridge quickly!"
His reaction was not unpleasant, but the order he gave was somewhat unreliable...
At the moment, some people in the team wanted to intercept, while others wanted to cross the bridge. They were intertwined and misunderstood each other, creating a chaotic mess.
Princess Gaoyang's hands and feet were tied to the horse's back, and her delicate skin was torn by the ropes. She was in burning pain, but she couldn't resist the chill of despair in her heart.
Being kidnapped by these savage barbarians, she knew exactly what tragic experience she was about to face. It was a fate ten thousand times more humiliating than death...
When the time comes, will he bite his tongue and kill himself, or will he find a hard object and hit him to death?
No matter how arrogant Princess Gaoyang is, she is just a little girl. She is scared and desperate, and her heart is in a mess.
At this moment, a horse galloped down the hillside, and the rebel team became a mess.
Listening to Ashina's clamor, Princess Gaoyang suddenly felt a surge of hope. She was riding alone. Could it be that... he was coming?