Wanyan Chenglin was lying in ambush upstream. When he saw Zhao Tai sending a signal in Chuzhou City, he rushed out of the reed swamp with more than ten boats and rushed downstream.
Kuoduan asked people to light the sails, which was just in time to point out the direction for Wanyan Chenglin. The fleet rushed over and saw the Mongolians who had fallen into the water.
This made Wanyan Chenglin overjoyed and shouted loudly, "Kill me! No one will be spared!"
"Kill!" The soldiers on the ship roared loudly, shooting with arrows when they were far away, and stabbing them with spears when they were close.
The fierce Mongols were like lambs to be slaughtered in the face of the attack. They were unable to fight back. They either drowned or were stabbed, and their blood dyed the water surface crimson.
Kuoduan was so frightened that he and Yeluxuan hugged the driftwood and swam desperately to the north. However, the dog paddle was no better than the speedboat, and the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.
"Capture Kuo Duan alive!" the soldiers on the boat roared excitedly. Their eyes were all red and their blood was boiling.
Mongolia has been invading the south for many years. During the war, they have been suppressed by the Mongols. They have suffered heavy losses, but there are few examples of successful battles.
Today, Kuoduan, the son of the Mongolian Khan Wokuotai, is about to fall into their hands, making everyone not excited or crazy.
Mr. Zhao's arrival created many miracles for them.
"Kill!" Everyone shouted loudly and shot out a "whoosh" rain of arrows.
Kuo Duan looked back and saw a small boat directly hit a soldier holding a driftwood, knocking the wood away. The soldier fainted and sank into the water. He was immediately frightened to death.
Kuo Duan has always regarded human life as nothing, but when his own life was threatened, he was afraid.
At this time, he saw the boats chasing after them through the waves, and the lagging Mongolians were killed one by one. He rowed frantically. Yelu Xuan, who was rowing with him, was not as strong as him, so he rowed for a while and then slowed down.
The two of them rowed one side at a time. When Ye Luxuan slowed down, the driftwood began to turn on the water.
"Slave dog, hurry up and paddle me!" Kuanduan, whose life was threatened, ignored the image he usually created and yelled at Ye Luxuan with his true colors revealed.
This made Ye Luxuan stunned for a moment. He was about to speed up when an arrow suddenly shot out and hit him on the shoulder. "Ah! My lord, I was hit by an arrow."
Kuo Duan looked horrified. He turned back and glanced at the approaching ship. He could already see the soldiers on the bow pulling out arrows from the quiver and putting on the bow string again.
Suddenly Kuo Duan kicked Yelu Xuan without any warning, but the fear of death made Ye Lu Xuan cling to the driftwood tightly and was not kicked away by Kuo Duan.
"Your Majesty! What are you doing?" Yeluxuan was kicked and held on tighter. He said in a panic: "Your Majesty, don't leave me."
Kuo Duan didn't seem to hear him. He had a ferocious look on his face and kicked hard in the water one after another. Finally, Ye Luxuan vomited blood and let go of the driftwood.
At this time, the boat was less than thirty steps away from them. Kuo Duan was holding the driftwood, with only his head exposed, and kicked his legs in the water, trying to escape, but his speed was not as fast as the boat.
Just when they were about to be overtaken and Kuoduan was about to despair, three large boats suddenly appeared in front of them. However, it was the Mongolian troops on the north bank who noticed the movement on the river and came to check.
"General, the Mongolian reinforcements have arrived, let's go back!" The soldiers on the ship noticed three large ships coming towards them and hurriedly reminded them.
The Mongolian army stationed on the north bank of the Huaihe River was Li Quan's old tribe, armed with Han warlords. They were entrenched in Shandong and had many large ships.
Wanyan Chenglin didn't seem to hear him. He stood on the bow of the boat, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, shot a Mongolian soldier to death with one arrow, and then continued to bend his bow to find the target.
The visibility was not good at night, and Kuoduan and many Mongolian soldiers were all naked. Wanyan Chenglin could not tell the difference, so he could only try to shoot all the Mongolians in front of him.
At this time, he was about to shoot again, but a wave of arrows came from the oncoming ship. Everyone on the small ship quickly drew their swords and raised their shields to block.
When Kuoduan saw the Mongolian army ship in the water, he couldn't help crying with joy, "Save me quickly! I am Kuoduan!"
The Mongolian troops on the boat were shocked when they heard the shouting. The leading general quickly ordered, "Put down the rope and pull the prince up."
The defenders on the deck quickly dropped the rope and grabbed it by the broad end. The soldiers on the ship struggled to pull it up, only to see a naked body being dropped.
Vision was poor in the night, and the pursuers could not see the wide end undulating in the river. When he was pulled out of the water, his naked body was somewhat conspicuous.
"General, look!" A soldier pointed at the lifted end.
Without saying a word, Wanyan Chenglin drew his bow and arrow, pulled it into a full moon, and shot out an arrow with a "whoosh" sound.
"Ah!" Kuo Duan, who had just been pulled up, was hit by an arrow, and immediately screamed and fell into the water, causing a splash of water.
The Mongolian troops on the boat panicked, and the leading general shouted angrily: "Quick! Jump down quickly and fish out the prince."
The Mongolian troops on the bow of the boat suddenly jumped into the water like dumplings. Wanyan Chenglin led the soldiers on the small boat and fired a hail of arrows at the Mongolian troops, but they were quickly suppressed by the condescending archers on the big boat.
At this time, Wanyan Chenglin saw that he could not get any advantage, so he immediately asked his subordinates to turn the bow of the ship and leave the battlefield in a roundabout way.
The Mongolian army's large ship did not care about the pursuit. The sailors on the ship jumped into the water one after another and were busy salvaging the broad end and those Mongolian soldiers who were not dead.
Calm gradually returned to the Huaihe River, with only the Mongolian soldiers diving into the water and the officers' anxious inquiries.
At this time, the city of Chuzhou was still lively, and the crowds in the city who came to watch the theater were all attracted by the plot on the stage.
Especially those ladies from wealthy families, after watching the Peony Pavilion, they felt that they were Du Liniang's own mother, and they quickly became addicted to it.
Zhao Tai stood on the city wall for a while. After seeing the signal sent by Wanyan Chenglin on the boat, he walked down the city tower with satisfaction.
This Kuo Duan dared to go against Mr. Zhao, but Mr. Zhao didn't care who he was, even though he was the son of the Mongolian Khan Wokuotai, he would still kill him.
At this time, Zhao Tai came down refreshed and sat in the seat that Hu Zhen had reserved for him in advance. Jia Sidao, who was sitting next to him, shook his folding fan and said, "Where did Brother Zhao go just now?"
Zhao Tai smiled and said, "It's convenient."
Jia Sidao said: "Brother Zhao, this play is really good. I will still be moved by it after watching it for the second time."
Speaking of this, he looked at the crowd around him and sighed: "Such a good play, why doesn't Brother Zhao open a theater in Lin'an? If it opens in Lin'an, I guarantee that the daily profits will be huge!"
Zhao Tai said in a deep voice: "I also want to open a theater in Lin'an, but I have no connections in Lin'an. There are many powerful people there, and it is difficult to operate without connections. I don't know if Brother Jia has connections. If so, our brothers can Let’s work together to set up some properties in temporary resettlement.”
Jia Sidao's eyes lit up after hearing Zhao Tai's words. He closed the folding fan and said seriously: "Brother Zhao, I am dissatisfied. My sister is actually a noble concubine of the imperial court!"
Zhao Tai pretended to be surprised and quickly stood up and saluted, "Brother Jia turns out to be the uncle of the state! I was really neglectful."
Jia Sidao supported Zhao Tai and said, "Brother Zhao is so polite. We brothers don't need to be so particular. But Brother Zhao's proposal makes my heart move!"
