The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 345 The Clown's Laughter

Li Bao and the others quickly got to work, pulling out thick ropes from the bow of the boat and tying them securely to Yue Wenxuan's boat.

Once they were all set up, Yue Wenxuan smiled and said, "Alright, everyone hold on tight to the masts or whatever you're holding onto, and if you have ropes, pull on them tightly. We're about to set off. This time, we'll be much faster than before."

Gong Erniangzi's subordinates immediately felt immense pressure. The boat was already moving incredibly fast, and now they wanted to speed it up even further?
Nothing!
They quickly grabbed onto the pillars and ropes, using all sorts of creative ways to secure themselves.

Seeing this, Li Bao and the others guessed that the ship must be something extraordinary once it got going. Otherwise, Gong Er Niangzi's men wouldn't have acted so cowardly. They were all veterans of countless battles, and for them to show such cowardice meant that things were definitely not simple.

Li Bao quickly found a mast and clung to it tightly.

The subordinates also fixed their own styles.

"Are you ready?"

Yue Wenxuan said, "Start the background music! Catch the Shrimp..."

In an instant, the "fairy ship" shot off.

The immense force of the thrust caused everyone on board to jerk, and the tow rope between the two boats snapped instantly, pulling the boat forward violently... Li Bao and the others screamed almost simultaneously: "Waaaaaahhhhh!"

The two ships shot off eastward like arrows...

Meanwhile, Qin Hui was dancing wildly on the bow of the ship!
Having just shaken off the Northern Song ships, he felt quite overjoyed. He was surely destined for greatness! Not only had he escaped from the Jin Dynasty, but he had also escaped from the Northern Song Dynasty. He was definitely a man of destiny! A man of destiny!

Gao Yigong also jumped along with them, and the two were overjoyed.

Suddenly, the lookout shouted, "It's bad! The Northern Song ships are chasing us again!"

Qin Hui: "Huh? Aren't they not very good at navigating boats?"

Gao Yigong rubbed his eyes: "They're really here! Look!"

In the short time it took for the two to exchange a few words, they could already see the silhouette of the ship. The Northern Song Dynasty ship was cutting through the waves at a speed as fast as lightning.

"Huh? What kind of ghost ship is going so fast?"

"There are two ships!"

"The ship in front is towing the ship behind it."

"Ah, so fast, too fast."

"How did you make the boat go so fast?"

"This unscientific!"

The Hebei soldiers on the ship were terrified and screamed in terror.

Actually, it wasn't just them yelling; Li Bao's side was also yelling: "What's going on? Why is Young Master Yue's boat moving so fast even though no one is handling the sails or steering the ship?"

"Hey, this speed is really weird."

"Teacher, teacher, how did you do that? Did you use ocean currents?"

Zheng Chenggong rolled his eyes: "I don't know either."

The Hebei soldiers started to work desperately, but sailboats aren't something you can make go faster just by working hard... The only thing the sailors could do desperately was to cheer the wind on.

The several miles of waterway were covered in the blink of an eye.

Yue Wenxuan's boat caught up with Qin Hui's boat and temporarily stopped, allowing the boat to travel alongside Qin Hui's boat by inertia.

At this point, Yue Wenxuan still didn't know who was on the opposite ship, so when he switched to the sand table, his expression was still very gentle, just like his usual attitude, and he smiled at everyone: "Hi, friends on the opposite ship, how are you!"

Qin Hui and the Hebei soldiers trembled with fear, but they had to deal with the situation. Qin Hui whispered, "Gao Yigong, you go up and tell the story we made up to the people of the Northern Song Dynasty. Maybe we can fool them." Gao Yigong stepped forward with a stiff upper lip and stood by the ship's railing. He clasped his hands in a salute to Yue Wenxuan and said, "Greetings, sir."

Yue Wenxuan: "You all came from the north. There were no flags on the ship, so we were curious and came up to ask. We have no other ill intentions."

Gao Yigong said, "We are Song people! You can tell we are Song people just by looking at my clothes. My name is Gao Yigong."

Gao Yigong? Never heard of him.

Yue Wenxuan maintained his gentle, kind smile: "What are you all doing here..."

Gao Yigong: "My lord Qin Hui..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Yue Wenxuan's expression had already darkened.

He was just smiling gently, like a kind old man, but now his smile has suddenly taken on a sinister and terrifying quality, and his grin has turned into a "clown's smile"!
Yue Wenxuan: "Hehehe, so it's Lord Qin's ship."

Gao Yigong: "So, young master also knows Lord Qin. That makes things easier. This time, we've truly faced a life-or-death situation, risking our lives..."

Yue Wenxuan interrupted him, saying, "You risked your life to kill the Jin soldiers guarding you, seized the ship, and then went through countless hardships to escape here, right?"

Gao Yigong: "Huh? What's wrong, young master...?"

Yue Wenxuan: "Hehehe, you've really worked hard, so hard, I'm so touched."

Gao Yigong began to sense that something was wrong; the man's tone was very sarcastic.

Qin Hui, being an exceptionally intelligent man, had already sensed something amiss after listening to a few words. No longer daring to let Gao Yigong stand in front, he prepared to personally offer his defense. He pushed Gao Yigong aside, stepped to the front, and bowed to Yue Wenxuan: "Young master, I am Qin Hui. I see you are from the Northern Song Dynasty. Ah, how wonderful! I have finally returned to the embrace of the Song Dynasty. I am loyal to the Great Song. As for which prince the emperor of the Great Song is, that is not my business. In any case, my life is for the Great Song..."

His words were typical of a smooth talker, clearly stating that he could be loyal to either the Northern or Southern Song Dynasty, and that they were all in cahoots.

Yue Wenxuan: "Hehehe, Lord Qin is so loyal to our Great Song Dynasty, it would be unreasonable not to treat you well. Guards, please invite Lord Qin to come and visit our Northern Song Dynasty."

Qin Hui felt a chill run down his spine; he sensed something was wrong. The smile on the man's face was just too damn weird.

If you follow him to the Northern Song Dynasty, you'll likely be lucky to escape with your life.

I don't want to go, I really don't want to go!

but……

Before he could say a word, he heard a loud bang on the deck, and someone jumped over.

Zheng Chenggong has defected.

The Hebei soldiers behind Qin Hui almost reflexively moved forward to greet him.

Zheng Chenggong's hand-to-hand combat skills were far inferior to those of Yue Wenxuan's other plastic figures. He was more of a scholar-general and not good at dealing with a large group of enemies at the same time.

But Zheng Chenggong had technology!
He reached into his waistband with his left hand and pulled out a small short gun, which he had obtained from the Dutch. It was the most advanced firearm of the late Ming Dynasty, a revolving musket. He aimed it at the nearest enemy soldier, and with a loud "bang," a cloud of smoke billowed out, and the enemy soldier instantly lay flat on his back.

The Hebei soldiers were already incompetent, and they didn't know that this thing only had one bullet. Terrified, they dared not advance.

In the next instant, Zheng Shigong was already standing in front of Qin Hui, his right hand drawing the sword from his waist and pressing it against Qin Hui's throat.

Qin Hui roared urgently, "I'll go! I'll go be a guest! I'll go be a guest right away!"

Yue Wenxuan: "Very good! Let's set off now."

Qin Hui trembled all over, desperately hoping that his Jin Dynasty father would come to his rescue, but with the vast ocean, who would come? He had no choice but to lower his head and act submissively, waiting for an opportunity to escape.

(End of this chapter)