Although he couldn't see what the swaying figure was doing, the figure falling from the mast and the blood spraying down made Ling Qingyu's heart lift high.
Cheng Jia glanced at the deck and then at the mast. Although the Xie family had an absolute advantage on the deck, they just couldn't attack the Ling family's five-man formation. Once there were casualties in the five-man formation, there must be others People make up to form a large formation, backs and backs protect each other, swords are like a net, and when the number of people is relatively small, they just kill the enemy step by step and gain the upper hand.
There is no suspense below, Cheng Jia looked at the mast again unknowingly, in this battle, everyone in the Ling family performed their duties, no one on the deck even looked up, they had too much confidence in Yan San , or does Yan San have to fend off those flamboyant Miao people
Cheng Jia looked down again, only to see that the cabin door in that corner had been pushed open a crack, someone sneaked out from inside, and gestured to Wang Xuanzhi's guards on the deck. Cheng Jia's pupils shrank suddenly, and he stood up instinctively and pressed Ling Qingyu against the wall.
The pain from the sharp blade piercing into the body made Cheng Jia cry out in pain, Xie Sanlang rushed towards him with a roar, and the dagger in the hand of another servant who was already close to him also stabbed towards him with a flashing cold light.
Wang Xuanzhi slammed sideways at the boy, knocking him to the ground, and the dagger in the boy's hand cut a deep gash in his thigh.
Ying Shisan slammed into the door and came in, the young servant was nailed to the ground by his sword just as he was about to get up, and the other young servant was also knocked over by Xie Sanlang.
"Thirteen! Below!" Ling Qingyu yelled, because of the betrayal of the guards and servants of the Wang family, a corner of the deck was already in chaos.
"I'll go." Sum responded outside, and flew down.
"Shu An, your son was injured by them!" Su Mu called out to Cheng Jia's servant who was still catching poison, and then rushed towards Wang's servant who had already chopped down several soldiers.
"What!? You dare to hurt my son! I want you to die!" Shuan trampled a centipede to death, picked up a knife and slashed at another young servant of the Wang family. Then he asked: "My son is not dead, is he?"
"Cheng Jia!" Ling Qingyu hugged Cheng Jia who was lying limp on his body, looked down, and saw a gleaming short sword stuck in his lower abdomen.
Cheng Jia was trembling with pain, but she still smiled and said, "Jia... this is also... for you... a life-saving..."
"Sanlang! Go and bring Shi Fang up!" Ling Qingyu raised his head and shouted, and then said to Cheng Jia: "Don't worry, it's not a serious problem, nothing will happen."
The screams from the cabin below and the chaotic running woke up Yan San's mind immediately, his falling body twisted in the air, his toes hooked on the mast rope, and bounced back from the other side of the mast.
The big ghost slapped Yan San with a palm. He obviously saw that his eyes were scattered and dropped, but he didn't expect him to attack from behind again, but his moves were too old to be able to dodge, and he said in a hateful voice: "Yan San, today If you kill our eighteen ghosts, the ninety-nine people in the southern border will take your life in the future!"
"Then you'll die first." After reaping the life of the big ghost, Yan San said lightly, and then swept towards the main cabin with the remaining strength.
"Don't worry, it's a piece of cake for me, Shi Fang!" Shi Fang said as he laid the man down on the soft couch.
"Qingyu?" Ling Qingyu had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yan San's anxious call from outside the door.
"I'm fine!" Ling Qingyu answered while turning her head, and saw Yan San, covered in blood, stumbling in from the outside with the force of the door frame.
Ling Qingyu hurried up, caught his body, and said in a panic: "Yan San!"
"Are you alright?" Yan San confirmed with a smile that she was alright, then couldn't hold on any longer and passed out.
"My God! Why did you make yourself like this again!" Shi Fang yelled, first stuffed a pill for Yan San to swallow, and then asked the little apprentice to bandage Wang Xuanzhi, and then said to Cheng Jia: "Be patient first." Ah, you can’t die, I’m afraid you’re about to die.” She also stuffed him with a pill, followed Ling Qingyu to the inner room, and tore off Yan San’s shirt.
Cheng Jia raised her body slightly, and through the open door, one could see the hideous wound on the man's body and the gurgling black blood flowing out.
The Eighteen Ghosts of Southern Border, did he kill them all by himself? It turned out that this is how he fought his life. That's why she valued him so much! Cheng Jia lay back, only to feel the sharp pain in the wound.
"Boss, they want to escape!"
"Push up the combo crossbow and smash their boat!" Chen Liang beheaded an enemy, wiped the sweat and blood from his face, and shouted.
The soldiers of the Xie family on board were retreating, and the boat of the Xie family was also turning around.
The combo crossbow was pushed out again, and the soldiers didn't aim, and directly shot the huge arrow at the opponent's hull.
"Rewind! Rewind!" Third Master Xie shouted with a grim look on his face. If you don't retreat, I'm afraid these people will be killed! What are the most difficult eighteen ghosts in southern Xinjiang! The martial arts people really couldn't believe it.
"Third Master, there are still some of us who haven't returned."
"Don't worry about that much, go back!"
Bang bang bang! With a few loud bangs, huge steel arrows shot into the hull below.
The Xie family's ship and the Fengshen were handed over together, now retreating at the same time and blocking their own way, colliding left and right but unable to retreat, and more and more indiscriminate steel arrows on the Fengshen shot over, Several of them hit the same spot, and a big hole came out.
"Third Master! There's a water leak below!"
"Third Master, the boat can't hold it anymore!"
Third Master Xie looked desperately at the hull that was riddled with holes, and suddenly remembered what the elder brother said, why do we have to sacrifice our lives for the Wang family? We are already a wealthy family in Guangzhou, even if we don't go to sea, the income is enough for us to start a riot.
Just for this ship, the damn Fengshen!
All the steel arrows on the boat had been fired. Chen Liang and the soldiers stood beside the boat, watching the three Xie family boats staggeringly sinking as they walked.
The tip of the knife was dripping with blood, the light armor on his body was also torn, and the golden sunlight of the setting sun cast a halo on his body.
Commander Zhang looked at those people who had been fighting bloody battles for two hours, swung his saber at his waist, and felt proud in his heart. I, Zhang Cheng, have fought a decent battle today!
Several teenagers ran out from under the cabin, carrying large boxes in their hands, bandaging and applying medicine to the wounded.
"These are?" Commander Zhang asked, pointing to the boy. He discovered it during the battle, and if he was seriously injured, he would be sent to the lower cabin.
"Doctor Shi's apprentices, don't worry, their medical skills are much better than ordinary doctors." Chen Liang looked at the main cabin with worry, and said, "But Doctor Shi is not here, I'm afraid someone on it will be seriously injured."
"Don't touch those people! They're poisonous!" a teenager shouted, and asked people to avoid the eighteen corpses.
"The Eighteen Ghosts of Southern Border!" Shu An turned to Sum and asked, "Then Yan San is still human?"
"It's not about injury! His whole body has been poisoned by dozens of kinds, how can I cure this?" Shi Fang shouted, his eyes were a little red.
"Then there's nothing we can do?" Ling Qingyu roared, his eyes were already red.
Seeing Shi Fang shaking his head sadly, Ling Qingyu sat on the side of the bed, helped Yan San up, and said, "You can't help it, I can."
"What can you do!" Shi Fang's voice fell, seeing Ling Qingyu pick up the dagger in Yan San's hand, cut his wrist, and then moved his wrist to his mouth.
"Yan San, come on, drink it, just drink it." Ling Qingyu said softly, pressing the wound on his wrist to his lips, pulling his lips away, letting his own blood flow in.
"Yes, you are invulnerable to all poisons, maybe it will be useful." Shi Fang murmured, taking two steps back.
"Yan San, don't scare me. Look, there are so many people who want to kill me, why are you willing to leave me behind?" Ling Qingyu whispered in Yan San's ear, tears rolling down drop by drop uncontrollably.
Yan San's throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, and then swallowed another mouthful.
Seeing that the blood on his wrist showed signs of congealing, Ling Qingyu cut his sword again, and then pressed his wrist to his mouth, watching the gurgling blood flow in, Ling Qingyu whispered: "I beg you Yan San, Gotta come back, please..."
He wanted to cut his own wrist again, but Yan San loosened his hand, and the short sword fell to the ground, then his hand held Ling Qingyu's hand slightly, and a weak voice escaped from his mouth: "This way... It hurts more..."
"It's actually really useful!" Shi Fang's spirit suddenly cheered up, and he pounced on him with all kinds of equipment and medicine powder.
In this battle, the Fengshen lost a lot, Chen Liang's men also lost more than 60 people, Yan San was seriously injured and comatose, Cheng Jia and Wang Xuanzhi were not slightly injured, and those small officials of the mission were killed by the Wang family's entourage. They were killed to the point where only a few were left to hide in the lower cabin early in the morning. The remaining entourages of the Wang family were completely wiped out by Sum and the Shuanqinan, Huaanqian, and many of Shen Zhan and Ding Dong's subordinates were also wounded.
After a grand sea burial was held for the deceased.
Ling Qingyu decided to drive directly to Lingjia Village.
Cheng Jia's wound was on the lower abdomen, but fortunately there was no serious injury there, while Wang Xuanzhi's wound was on the thigh, nothing else, it must be inconvenient to move around, the two pampered sons even hurt a finger would alarm a large number of people Yes, now it's a serious injury.
"My lord!" Shuan wiped away his tears, thinking, if we go back and show the master, I'm afraid the four of us will be reduced to scum.
"Prince Wang!" Huaan helped Wang Xuanzhi bandage and wipe away tears.
"Hush!" Ling Qingyu came out and hissed, and said in a low voice: "Scars are the medals of men, why are you crying?"
Looking at the thick gauze on her raised wrist, Cheng Jia coughed and said, "How is he?"
"He can survive." Ling Qingyu whispered, and then said more firmly: "He will definitely survive."
When Ling Qingyu turned around and entered the inner room, Wang Xuanzhi said: "Send me back."
"Prince Wang?" Hua An looked at him suspiciously, and then looked at Cheng Jia. If he was recovering from his injuries, of course this cabin with good lighting and enough spaciousness would be the best.
"Well, I'll go back too." Cheng Jia motioned to the book desk for help, seeing that the two servants were still not moving, he said with a smile, "Hurry up, we'll come back after Yan San wakes up." Seeing her worrying about that man, it really wasn't It's a good thing, even he admires that man from the bottom of his heart.