Qingji gasped, he turned his head to look at the shore, only to see a long fire dragon on the shore, winding into the distance.
Only then did he vaguely see that the ropes stretched out from the ship, and the soldiers on the shore were pulling the ropes and struggling to move forward.
Not far away, the general small wing boat rowed quickly, and the long oars paddled the water, making a loud noise.
Qingji subconsciously shrank back.
In fact, most of his body was now immersed in water, and his whole body was close to the side of the ship, and only his head and most of his shoulders were exposed outside the waterline.
"This ship was captured by the Yue people, they are returning to the Yue country and where they have arrived now" Qing Ji couldn't judge, the dark white that gradually appeared in the sky made him clearly know that it was now a night before the bloody battle in the evening, and the sky would soon be bright, and when the sky was bright, he would not be able to hide his figure in front of those small wing boats shuttling back and forth.
"We must get out as soon as possible and flee back" The desire to survive, the overwhelming instinct of the body to fall asleep, he tried to remind himself, to keep his consciousness awake.
If he falls asleep again, he will never wake up, and when he is found again, he will only see a deformed corpse with bubbles.
Qingji gritted his teeth, waited, endured, and accumulated strength.
Ahead of us came to a narrow waterway, and the large ship had to slow down and sail cautiously because of the deep draft.
When the opportunity came, Qingji pulled out the reckless cut and rowed to the shore with all his might.
His water surname was originally excellent, but at this time it was slower than a turtle, and he was even swept almost downstreams by the weak current.
Finally rowing to the shore, he grabbed two clumps of aquatic weeds, and grasped the soil in his hands with the soil that the roots were clinging to, and fainted again.
This time the coma was relatively short, and when he woke up again, the Yue people's boat was already far away, and the soldiers accompanying him along the coast had already left, and in addition to the sound of rushing water, there were only the sound of insects and frogs.
The sky was already showing a faint light, and the sun was about to give its first rays.
Qingji used his hands and feet at the same time, struggled to climb ashore, staggered out not far away, his legs were weak, and he collapsed in the grass on his stomach, and gasped for a long time, before he knelt down on one knee, gritted his teeth and pulled out the short sword inserted in his abdomen, and quickly wrapped the belt wrapped around his body tightly around the wound, wrapping it up layer by layer.
When he had done all this, he almost fainted, and he stuck the dagger of the hook into his belt, and he looked around, overgrown with weeds and deserted, and several streams meandered into the great river behind him.
After soaking in the water all night, but now feeling thirsty, he went to the stream in front of him to get some water and find a place to rest, believing that his men would come down the river to find his whereabouts.
Qingji dragged his legs with difficulty, just walked to the river, stepped on the air, and fell into the river again with a poppy, it turned out that under his feet was a water nest that was hit by the impact of the flood current, the top was overgrown with aquatic plants, but the bottom was empty.
A piece of rotten wood was floating down the stream, Qingji fell heavily on this piece of rotten wood, and then rolled down into the water, he hurriedly hugged the trunk, and with a slight force of his body, he turned to it, and this violent movement made him breathless.
When the trunk was caught up in the river and swirled in the whirlpool a few times, he fainted again.
It was getting dark, but all the corpses that could be picked up were moved to the shore one by one, piled up, and there were no Qingji's corpses in them.
However, who can guarantee that every corpse will float on the water or be floated down the river.
If Qingji's body is found, it will make the three armies frustrated, but not finding it will make everyone anxious.
Gongzi and Sun Wu glanced at each other, and they both saw deep worry and fear in each other's eyes.
"General Sun, take a step to speak" Gongzi walked towards Sun Wu and made a gesture of invitation to him, and the two worried generals walked side by side.
Ying Tao, who was lost and depressed, turned his head to look, only to see Bao Yu and Sun Wu standing under a big tree, one talking, the other listening, sometimes nodding, sometimes shaking his head, and he didn't know what he was talking about.
Ying Tao turned around, looked at the river surface that had been cleaned, and said unwillingly: "Continue to search for me, use a net to drag, and fish all the water within a radius of ten miles for me, I don't believe it, I can't find the whereabouts of the king."
He jumped into a boat in a rage, and commanded his soldiers to row into the water again.
"The king has found it, the king has found it" There was a burst of cheers on the shore, although I couldn't hear what they were shouting, but the meaning of the cheers, Yingtao, who had been fishing steeply on the water for half an hour, heard it clearly, he was in good spirits, and immediately trembled: "Quick, immediately land, immediately landing" Before the boat approached the shore, Yingtao, who couldn't wait, jumped ashore with an arrow.
"Dodge, dodge, where is the king, what's going on with the king?"
Ying Tao rushed to the center of the crowd, only to see several generals such as Cover Yu, Sun Wu, and Chi Zhong standing there, but there was no Qingji, Ying Tao stood in astonishment, and asked in a lost voice: "Where is the king?"
Sun Wu slowly looked up at him, and only after a while did he say a word: "The king was injured and fell into the water, fortunately there is no worry about his life, and now he urgently needs to heal and recuperate."
General Yingtao, you are the king's favorite general, please escort the king's chariot back to the Gusu camp, during the king's recuperation, no one is allowed to break in and disturb, otherwise you are the only one who asks. ” Ying Tao suddenly understood, he looked at Sun Wu, and then at Cover Yu, Chi Zhong, and Ren Chengjie, and the people who were staring at him couldn't help but bow their heads.
Ying Tao hissed: "We just gave up, didn't we?"
Sun Wu walked up to him, put his hand on his shoulder, and said softly: "Yingtao, the king's life and death are important, and the king's great cause must not be abandoned, we will continue to look for it, we must see people in life, and we must see corpses in death, but news" Ying Tao waved his hand away violently, blushing and said: "Once the news is blocked, we can't search for the whereabouts of the king in a big way, and now so many people can't find the king, only send a few scouts to scout the sneaky, can we find the king?"
Sun Wu said angrily: "You calm down, if the news of the king's disappearance spreads, the three armies will inevitably be in chaos, how many people in the army are because of the king to come to serve Now the country of Wu is undecided, the life and death of the king is uncertain, once the news spreads, it will immediately be a situation of falling apart, the husband sends this king, you can confidently give orders to the world, at that time, even if the king is found, what can I send people to continue to track down the whereabouts of the king, in the name of chasing and killing the Yue people, send a large team of people to search up and down the river, But the news of the king's disappearance could never be spread. ” Ying Tao suddenly calmed down: "Okay, please Xiangguo divide the people of the last general, and the last will come to explore the whereabouts of the king." ” Sun Wu stared at him silently for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, I'll escort the king back to the camp, and the task of chasing the Yue people will be handed over to you." ” Ying Tao nodded heavily, took two steps back, hugged his fists to Cover Yu, Sun Wu and the other generals, turned around and ran away.
When Qingji woke up again, he felt that his face and body were hot, and it would be very uncomfortable if he was usually so hot in wet clothes, but he felt very comfortable at this time.
He opened his eyes, his body moved slightly, and immediately the buzzing of flies was heard in his ears.
In front of me was a lush field of weeds, and under him was half-soaked mud, and his back was hot from the sun, but it was cool underneath.
It was nearly noon, and he didn't know where he had been swept away by the current.
Behind him was the river, but he couldn't turn his head to look, the sky above his head, surrounded by knee-high weeds, and he could only see a corner of the sky when he lay there.
People say that the dragon is trapped in the shallows, and Qingji now really understands the dilemma of life and death.
His eyes gradually regained focus, and in front of his chest was a river beach of soft black silt, and the river pushed his body to move, a shallow layer of water, from time to time overflowing the mudflat on his chest, and there were many holes one finger thick on the mudflat, and when the water overflowed, fine bubbles would bubble up.
Qingji took a breath, slowly pulled out the ruler-long sword from his waist, saved up his strength for a long time, and stabbed down with a sword suddenly.
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The soft mud could not stop the insertion of the sharp sword, and almost without hindrance, the sword stabbed to the end, and after a moment's breath, Qingji pulled out the sword, and there was a trace of blood on the sword.
He dug the mud little by little with his hands, and finally dug out a fat yellow eel from the inside, washed it with water, and endured the taste of fishy food and ate it raw.
Eating blood is a nourishing thing, but it tastes bad to eat so raw, Qingji can't take care of it so much, he is unkempt, like a savage, whether he was the king of Wu or the son of Pianpian, now he is just a seriously injured person struggling on the line of death.
After eating three large yellow eels in a row, Qingji had some strength, and he crawled to the shore, and his whole body crawled into the grass, where he lay down to rest his strength.
The flies flew to him again, and he didn't bother to move, he was once infinitely powerful, but now he must cherish every ounce of strength, which is his hope to save his life.
"Lan Xi Lu, Cao Lan Yu, Changmu Xuan Zeyu, Changzhou Prefecture, Zhanzhou Yanhu, Qin Xu Xu, Manyu Hu, Zhao Lan Qin Zuyu, infiltrating the rivers and lakes" A crisp and pleasant singing voice suddenly floated from far and near, vaguely familiar, but at this time, Qingji's brain was chaotic, but he couldn't think of it.
He mustered himself to hear clearly, but the song disappeared.
"There is a girl's singing, there should be no Vietnamese soldiers nearby."
Qingji thought about it, his spirit lifted slightly, his current appearance, someone must save him, otherwise it is inevitable to become a carrion corpse on this beach, the yellow eel has become his belly food, and he has become the stomach food of fish, shrimp, mosquitoes and flies, assimilating into dust.
But at this time, he was already more than capable of moving, and he couldn't move if he wanted to.
At this moment, there was a sound of Suosuo's footsteps, and calves appeared in the grass in front of him, his crotch trouser legs were pulled high, and the skin of his calves stained with mud was white and delicate.
Qingji saw that the pair of calves were about to walk in front of him, and in a hurry, he whispered: "Help" and grabbed the man's ankle as he spoke.
"Wow, there are ghosts" A little girl's voice exclaimed, and her little legs jumped hard, and she got out of Qingji's grasp.
Before Qingji finished speaking, the little legs kicked at him, Qingji covered his face with both hands, and was kicked on the head and shoulders by the little feet wearing straw sandals, and then the man turned around and ran.
Qingji was in a hurry, hurriedly pulled her pants, and shouted hard: "I'm not a bad person. ” only heard the sound of "snort", the girl's pants were already tattered, and this fat trouser tube was torn off, revealing a white and clean little ass and a thin and thin calf.
"Ahh Qingji raised his head with difficulty, with a clear straw shoe print on his cheeks, and looked up from between the devastated grass stems, only to see a weeping girl, only six or seven years old, jumping through the path, like a frightened little deer When Qingji woke up again, it was early in the morning.
Sunlight shone through the low broken window and slanted across his face, making him unable to open his eyes for a moment.
There were bursts of cicadas and frogs chirping in his ears, Qingji felt this cicada for the first time in his life, this frog cry was so kind, so pleasant, and more beautiful than nature.
He suddenly didn't want to open his eyes, afraid that it was all just an illusion.
This trance when he first woke up actually had a sweet taste of happiness in his heart, so happy that he wanted to stretch his waist, but as soon as his body moved, a piercing pain in his waist and abdomen hit, and with the slow recovery of consciousness, he saved what had happened before the coma, one by one, one by one, his heart was awakened, his consciousness suddenly woke up, where am I He opened his eyes in shock.
"Ahh One is a man's voice, hoarse and low, and the other is a little girl's voice, sweet and crisp.
As soon as Qingji opened his eyes, he met a pair of big fawn-like eyes, only three inches away from his eyes, and couldn't help but subconsciously let out an exclamation, but the little girl found that Qingji seemed to have signs of sobering up, so she poked her head over to check what was going on, and didn't want Qingji to open his eyes suddenly, this fright was really not light.
To be continued: