848. Chapter 848 Warm Hearts and Snow Hidden in Winter 91
The bitter taste of seawater flooded into her mouth, and she closed her mouth tightly.
What I saw in the sparkling light was the vague shadow of a battleship. She was sinking, bit by bit, towards the dark seabed. In the wave of light, the edge of the ship was getting farther and farther away, and the sky was getting higher and higher. A trace of red was like
The cinnabar dripped into the brush wash, and a touch of brightness cannot be concealed.
Is that her blood?
Her eyes were sore and painful, but now Arnold didn't want to close her eyes. She wanted to watch and keep watching, leaving the last scene before death. This time it seemed that she was really going to die because no one could come to save her.
she.
Suddenly, a person appeared on the edge of the boat. The figure was blurry and dim so that she could not see who it was. She only knew that the figure turned over and fell into the water, like a swimming dragon in the cold sea water, bit by bit.
, coming closer to her little by little.
Are you here to save her? It's already this time, who will come back to save her? Arnold slowly raised the corners of his mouth, but whoever comes to save her may also prove that he doesn't want her to die now! She
I remember the pebble that Wen Yingyun shot from a distance before she fell into the water. It was precisely because of that pebble that she fell into the water.
In the blue sea, the blue clothes seem to be blending into the sea water.
Wen Yingyun's long black hair spread out in the water, and he swam over with his body turning flexibly. He grabbed Arnold, quickly surfaced from the water and swam toward a small boat next to the big ship.
Arnold felt that he did not have that much strength to resist, and his shoulders were as heavy as if they were filled with lead. The knife missed her neck and struck her on the shoulder. However, it was like falling into the sea.
It's death. There is actually no difference between being killed and drowning.
Finally emerging from the water, Wen Yingyun's face turned pale, "Arnold, hold on, I won't let you die. You have to hold on, you must hold on."
"I can't die yet, but if I keep bleeding like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to live forever."
Wen Yingyun dragged Arnold into the boat. His face seemed to be relieved, but his eyes had mixed emotions. He tore open his robe and quickly tied Arnold's wound. "It's okay if he's not dead. He's not dead."
Just die. Don't blame me, this is a last resort." He raised his head and stretched out his hand to pull the rope ladder on the side of the boat. "If it succeeds this time, then we can gain a foothold on Yashan."
"Are Mongolians really different from Han people?" Arnold murmured, his eyes that were usually as bright as stars became a little hollow. "Hu Gechi is very good to me, really."
"Arnold, maybe it's because you have lived around the Mongols since you were a child, but even so, haven't you seen how the Mongols view the Han people? In their eyes, we are inferior to pigs and dogs, and a sheep is more valuable than us. Maybe.
Hu Gechi cares about you, but the Mongols don't care about the Han people."
"Wen Yingyun, can you let me go? Let me go. You have already made Hu Gechi lose his cool. If I don't show up again, he will go crazy."
"boom"
There was a loud noise, and the cannonball fell into the sea water not far away, causing the water waves to fall down.
Arnold gritted his teeth and sat up with one arm for support.
Just at this moment, a fleet of warships suddenly sailed over from the sea behind them. Although this fleet was not large, it made people feel that this fleet seemed to have become the turning point of this battle. The sudden appearance had already