The night was getting darker and darker, and as it approached the river, the cabin became very cold.
Several more boats docked along the river, stopping three miles west of where they had docked just now.
A group of men got off the boat, about eighty people in front and behind, and divided into two teams. One team quietly went into the reeds, and the other team dived into the deep cold river water and walked slowly in the water.
There are few stars in the moon tonight, and the pear-white moonlight covers the river and the land, and a vast expanse of reeds looks like broken brocade.
A gust of wind blew, and the swordsman who was guarding in secret turned his head as if he was feeling something, his brows solemn.
The men lurking among the reeds stopped and held their breath.
Another gust of wind blew by, causing the reeds to undulate like waves. The swordsman frowned, feeling more and more that something was wrong. He slowly pulled out the sword in his hand and took a step forward.
The men in the reeds looked at the leading man in gray.
The man in gray clothes raised his hand, and everyone immediately raised their hands as well, clenching the weapons in their hands.
"Who?! Come out!" the swordsman shouted angrily.
The man in gray dropped his hand heavily, and in an instant, dozens of people flashed their swords and rushed towards the swordsman.
The swordsman didn't expect there to be so many people, so he retreated and shouted: "We're under attack, maybe it's the army!"
The guarding swordsmen hiding in the entire reed marsh were shocked. Everyone rushed over immediately, and one person turned around and ran towards the small courtyard.
The men and horses on both sides were instantly killed.
There were only eight swordsmen, but they were extremely skilled. However, there were too many people on the other side, and there were also many masters. In addition to those emerging from the reeds, there were dozens more people appearing in the river.
The reeds were instantly dyed with blood and turned into large, bright flowers. The swordsmen fought and retreated, one dead and three wounded.
The man in gray clothes chased after him, suddenly raised the knife in his hand and shot forward with all his strength.
A swordsman turned around quickly and raised his sword to block it.
But the opponent's sword was fierce and powerful.
The swordsman was unable to resist, and the sword instantly penetrated his chest. He spurted out a mouthful of thick blood and fell to the ground dead.
"Sir, it's not good!" The swordsman who came back quickly rushed into the courtyard.
Dongfang Shi, who was still asking questions in the room, frowned, opened the door and went out: "What's the matter?"
"A group of people with unknown origins sneaked ashore. There are about a hundred people, and they are heading here to kill!"
All the swordsmen in the courtyard came after hearing the sound, and some of them fell asleep shortly after.
Dongfang Shi was not impatient and said calmly: "Are you sure there are only a hundred people?"
"Sir!" Another swordsman came back, covered in blood and panting, "Sir, let's go quickly!"
Seeing him like this, Dongfang Shi's expression finally turned serious: "You can't defeat just a hundred people?"
"There are many masters, and the man in gray who is the leader is very good!"
"Is he handsome in appearance?" Dongfang Shi asked.
The wounded swordsman understood what he meant and said: "Neither beautiful nor ugly, in his early thirties, not Shen Lie!"
Dongfang Shi turned around to pick up the lantern on the table and said calmly: "Take everyone in the house away."
"yes!"
The swordsmen in the courtyard took action immediately. Lin Qingfeng was weak and had to cooperate.
Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou stood inside the door, always looking at her.
Finally, the three of them were taken out together.
Bian Yuanfeng also came out of the door. Besides him, one person came out from each of the other two rooms.
One person is about forty, and is described as honest and timid.
One person was a woman in her mid-twenties, with a medium appearance, a yellow face, but an excellent figure.
And Yu Xiaozhou noticed that under the clothes around her neck, her skin color was extremely white, which was completely different from her yellow face.
With a hint of disgust and impatience on her face, the woman glanced at Yu Xiaozhou and the others, then followed the other swordsmen.
Dongfang Shi let them go first. He stepped out of the small courtyard, and the evening wind carried his red clothes high, and the lamp in his hand was shaken wildly.
Under the moonlight in the distance, the killing was going on, and the opponent did have the upper hand.
"Sir, let's go quickly!" said the two swordsmen following him closely.
"We have a boat, what are we afraid of?" Dongfang Shi said calmly, "Bring us the bow and crossbow."
The two swordsmen looked at each other, and one of them turned back to the house and took out a crossbow.
Dongfang Shi handed over the lantern, took the crossbow, and walked to a high ground. His horse's stride was wide open and he drew the bowstring to its fullest.
When those people approached, he narrowed his eyes and aimed at a master who was fighting with the swordsman under the moonlight.
With a "bang" sound, Dongfang Shi's crossbow arrows shot away quickly.
The crossbow arrows were like lightning, passing through the melee crowd and stabbing into the master's neck.
The crowd around them raised their heads. Dongfang Eleven was dressed in red and dancing in the wind. It was really windy under the moonlight.
At least ten people immediately started chasing him.
The swordsmen naturally refused and chased after those people without bothering to fight.
The two swordsmen beside Dongfang Shi were shocked and looked up at him standing on a high place: "Sir, let's go quickly!"
The ten directions in the east were calm, and another arrow was set up.
Another master was shot through the body by him.
For the third arrow, Dongfang Shi aimed at the man in gray.
The crossbow was fully drawn by him, he let go of his long fingers, and the crossbow ran away from the rein, shooting straight at the man in gray.
But this time, he didn't get what he wanted. The man in gray calculated the speed of the crossbow arrow accurately, and raised his sword to chop it down.
Dongfang Shi lowered his hands, looked at him coldly, turned around and said, "Let's go."
But when they came out from the east side of the small courtyard, they found that the situation was not good. The swordsmen walking in front were surrounded.
The two swordsmen were shocked and hid by the roadside while protecting Dongfang Shi.
"Haha!" An old man's laughter came from the crowd opposite, "Hahahaha!"
Lin Qingfeng, who was still weak, was stunned and raised his head.
Fan Zhuyi and Yu Xiaozhou also raised their heads.
Ji Honglang smiled and walked out of the crowd on the opposite side: "I didn't expect it!"
Lin Qingfeng opened her mouth to call her master, but her mind changed quickly and she looked towards the swordsmen on both sides who had already drawn their swords.
When she recognized her relatives at this time, she was putting the word "hostage" on her face.
"Who are you!" a swordsman shouted.
Ji Hong said: "Who are you?"
"One step closer and kill!" the swordsman said angrily.
"You don't know how many soldiers and horses our Xia family army has here in Hengxiang?" Ji Hongle said, "Who are you going to kill? Who are you going to kill?"
"Is it really the Xia Family Army?" The swordsman gritted his teeth, "Where's A Li? She's here!"
Ji Hong laughed loudly: "To deal with you guys, it's not our second lady's turn to take action personally, so I can come and take your lives!"
Yu Xiaozhou frowned, feeling sick in his heart.
Of course he knew that these people could not be the Xia Family Army. How could the Xia Family Army be led by their master?
The only ones who could be led by the master were Lin Qingfeng's "husband's family". Yu Xiaozhou looked at the soldiers and horses behind Ji Hong. These soldiers and horses must be Ying Jinliang's men.
Yu Xiaozhou withdrew his gaze in disgust and turned to look at the man and woman next to him.
The expressions of Mo Haizhu and the yellow-faced woman changed after hearing the word "Ali".
Mo Haizhu did not hide his anger, and the yellow-faced woman's originally irritable eyes became focused and looked straight at Ji Hong.
"Our second young lady has a deep connection with the Qiao family," Ji Hong said, "Give us all the prisoners behind you! I can spare your life, otherwise..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" the swordsman shouted, "come on horseback!"
This chapter has been completed!