Chapter 1674 The ambush of the dead(1/2)
On the riverside of the shipyard, a ship with only a distinct difference from the surrounding ships is lifting its sails.
Under the scorching sun, Zheng He pointed to the stern of the boat and said, "The stern seems to be cut off, which makes people feel uncomfortable."
Fang Xing remembered that the stern of the warships in the future were like this, so he said confidently: "It must be beneficial."
According to the craftsman, this ship has a displacement of about 200 tons, but its draft is relatively deep.
"The draft is so good that the wave resistance is good. But if you want to build a big ship in the future, you may have to choose a new location."
Zheng He sighed a little. He felt that the old ships on the shore would be eliminated sooner or later, just like him.
The hero's late twilight makes people sad, Fang Xing comforted him: "Mr. Zheng, you will write a biography in the next time you come back, and at least you can leave some experience for future generations."
The boatmen on the boat were busy all the time. Zheng He suddenly smiled and said, "Don't comfort our family. You Xing and Bo said that you want to be the legend of the Ming Dynasty, but our family is not bad..."
"It's not bad!"
Fang Xing sincerely praised.
"Our leader has killed the enemy and went out to sea to show his power. How many people can have such experience?"
"Anchor..."
After shouting by the river, Zheng He bowed and said, "Brother Xinghe, our family will be here and we will be back at half a month at the latest."
Fang Xing bowed and said, "Duke Zheng, if there is a problem with the ship, remember not to linger. We will rebuild it next time."
Zheng He looked at him, suddenly patted his shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Don't worry, our family wants to take the fleet to Xuanwei again."
Fang Xing stood by the river and waited for the test fleet to disappear in his eyes before returning.
...
Mochou is about to give birth, so he wants his brother to say that this child is a son, and if he is wrong, she will not eat meat for a year.
What about son or daughter?
There are many troubles when the son has too many sons, but the father is even more worried because she is too many daughters, just because she is afraid that she will not marry well.
Thinking about the children all the way, I slowly saw the Stone City.
The history of Stone City is a long time, but now it looks a little depressed. Fang Xing glanced at it and felt that the small hillside and such an abandoned old city were not good.
After spending a long time in Jinling, Fang Xing felt a little lazy and missed the lives of those golden swords and iron horses.
"Enemy attack!"
Just as he was in a daze, a crossbow arrow suddenly flew out of the woods ahead, shooting the Blacksteen Sergeant who was exploring the way forward fell off his horse.
"Shield!"
Xin Laoqi shouted loudly, and the surrounding servants immediately gathered from all over the place, with shields standing in front of Fang Xing in the middle.
Who is it?
Fang Xing stared at the woods ahead and said coldly: "It's really a good method!"
"How far is the black thorn?"
Fang Xing never let himself be in a desperate situation. On their flanks, a team of black thorn cavalry were swimming.
"Five miles!"
There was more shaking in the woods ahead, and five black sect soldiers were heading forward to test.
"Send a signal!"
Fang Xing was guessing the identity of the visitor.
If there is a crossbow, it must be an official identity, whether it is an official or a... general, or a... vassal king.
The officials in Jinling should not have the courage. This is not because Fang Xing boasted that Zhu Zhanji was in charge in Jinling. If he was assassinated, Zhu Zhanji would definitely go crazy.
What would the crazy crown prince look like?
Will kill people!
He would search the south, and pull out these assassins, and exterminate the clan.
Military?
Fang Xing remembered the prince-consort, but he had lost his military power. Moreover, according to Fang Xing's observation, this person was not as cruel and decisive as this person.
So...where did they come from? It is absolutely impossible to go by land!
While the fireworks exploded in the sky, Fang Xing's eyes looked dark.
Wuchuan took several soldiers forward with shields. When they were more than twenty steps away, Wuchuan suddenly called for a stop.
The trees suddenly became violently shaking. Wuchuan looked at the scale and shouted: "Get back! Protect Master!"
The military orders were like mountains, and several people immediately stopped their horses and turned around.
As soon as the people in Wuchuan retreated, people came from the woods.
These people were dressed in plain clothes, holding knives in their hands, and chasing them on horseback.
"run!"
Wuchuan turned around and took a look when he heard the movement, and then ordered to escape without hesitation.
More than one hundred people!
This is not timidity, but the need to sacrifice unnecessary.
Fang Xing needs protection even more!
"Master, please withdraw!"
When Xin Laoqi saw the equestrians of those people, he said in a deep voice: "It's people in the army!"
Horse control in the army is different from horse bandits, and even more different from personal power.
Fang Xing shook his head and said, "I can't escape!"
The other party was waiting for the effort, but Fang Xing and others' horses had just been exposed to the sun. If they escaped, they would be dead.
"Grenade!"
Xin Laoqi shouted softly, and the servants took out the grenades, ignited the fire, and then waited silently.
Several people from Wuchuan ahead were running towards him, and Fang Xing carried the shotgun and loaded it with a click.
The assassins suddenly dispersed from left and right, surrounding them in an arc.
"A man in the military!"
Fang Xing sneered: "Which vassal king's private army is this? It's true that he is bold and arrogant!"
Wuchuan led his men to gallop all the way. When he approached Fang Xing, he shouted: "Brother, we will block you, go quickly!"
Fang Xing shook his head, Wuchuan was not worried but happy. He licked his lips and rode his horse back.
The soldiers in the army are actually not afraid of death. They are mentally prepared to die in battle before they come to the battlefield. What they are afraid of is that no one takes the lead.
At this time, most of the Ming army were brave generals who dared to lead the team to rush forward.
To this day, Fang Xing, who had fought many times, had already put on the hat of a famous general on his head, but the famous general did not retreat, which greatly increased the favorability of the other party Xing of Wuchuan.
The assassins have flocked to them, without shouting, but just murderous aura!
“Go to the side!”
Fang Xing shouted, "Wuchuan was puzzled, but he still followed the arrangement and went to Fang Xing's left wing."
"Grenade!"
Xin Laoqi shouted, and the servants lit the grenades at the same time.
The grenade was thrown out and hit the middle of the assassin who was rushing into the formation.
"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!"
It is not enough to describe the tragic situation ahead. An assassin was lifted off his horse. He was good at landing and just staggered, but the subsequent war horse knocked him out. He got up tenaciously again and was submerged in the horse's hooves.
Fang Xing is ahead. Is there a team of more than ten people?
The assassins looked happy, and at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from their left.
The dense sound of horse hooves!
An assassin glanced at the left and shouted, "It's the prince's man, kill Fang Xing!"
More than two hundred black thorns were galloping towards them, but these assassins had no intention of escaping, and had no one, but instead rushed up even more fiercely.
"It's a dead soldier!"
Fang Xing rode his horse out, Xin Laoqi on the left, Fang Wu on the right, and Xiaodao was behind him. The flying knife was useless at this moment, but Xiaodao's sword technique was also powerful!
Twenty steps!
"Bang!"
The gunshots were fired and the shotguns were sprayed out. Five assassins in front fell down, and two in the second row fell down.
To be continued...