The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

"Xiao Ma He, don't you want to take revenge? Now you have a knife in front of you, the old man gives you this opportunity," Fu Youde looked at Ma He: "Let go of him, you all retreat!" The

four guards around Fu Youde withdrew from the big tent, Ma He glanced at the waist knife on the ground, and then looked at Fu Youde, his eyes burning.

"You two should step aside!" Fu Youde looked at Wang Bi and Zheng Hai, "I am with Xiaoma, and I still have personal matters to solve."

Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi looked at Fu Youde, shook his head, looked at Ma He again, sighed, and walked out of the camp.

Zheng Hai shook his head at Ma He, looked at Fu Youde, and said, "Guogong, this personal vendetta should also be counted as mine." "

You also have an enmity with me?" Fu Youde glared at Zheng Hai.

"Yes, I'm also from Yunnan. When Guogong went south to Yunnan, I was also arrested by Guogong and put into the military camp, and Ma He is my eldest brother, and his hatred is also my hatred!"

Fu Youde looked at Zheng Hai, and then laughed: "I see!

You see that Ma He and I have been injured, I'm afraid a knife can't beat you, after all, you have experienced a hundred battles, and you are brave and invincible!"

"Hahaha!" Fu Youde laughed wantonly.

Zheng Hai saw Fu Youde's hand pressed on the grip of the waist knife, and secretly scolded in his heart: This

old guy is not a fox, he is a hunter who is more cunning than a fox! If you don't open a few eyes, your head will have to move!"

"If you don't want revenge, the old man won't have time to accompany you.

Fu Youde stood there quietly, looking at Zheng Hai and Ma He.

No one picked up the knife on the ground, Ma He was silent, and Zheng Hai was very respectful to Fu Youde and accompanied by a smiling face.

"Guogong, you are really an open-minded hero! The younger generation really admires

Guogong!" Zheng Hai once again saluted Fu Youde with his fists, and said politely: "Guogong has expanded the territory for my Ming Dynasty and done his best, and I and other juniors naturally dare not be rude to Guogong." It's better to let us treat the injury first, and when the injury is healed, how about a showdown?"

Fu Youde didn't take away the hand on the waist knife, and grinned: "Your injuries are just some skin injuries, just rest

for two days, and after those two days..." "Guogong, you are wrong! I have suffered a very serious internal injury! I can't recover in three or five days, I hope that Guogong will give you a few days

!" "Then how long will you take? The old man is impatient, and he has been waiting for you to recuperate!"

"Not much, not much!"

"How long will it take?"

Zheng Hai pondered for a moment and replied, "Three years." Three years later, we made a break with Guogong in Yingtianfu.

"Three years?ahahahaha!" Fu Youde laughed wildly, laughing wantonly, "What hahahaha..."

The laughter stopped, his deep eyes stared at Zheng Hai again, the smile on his face swept away, his expression was majestic, and he seemed to be angry: "You are fooling the old man!"

Zheng Hai quickly explained when he saw Fu Youde's appearance that he was about to turn his face: " Guogong misunderstood, injured muscles and bones for a hundred days, it is easy to heal this external injury, but to treat internal injuries, and restore the strength of the heyday, it will take a year and a half.

Seeing that Fu Youde's eyes softened slightly, Zheng Hai swallowed a mouthful of saliva and took a deep breath.

"Guogong is a man who has experienced a hundred battles and has few defeats, and can be called the god of war of my Ming generation. How can we not prepare well for a life-and-death duel with a hero like Guogong? Without three or five years, how can we compete with Guogong? Three years is not a long time, and I hope Guogong will forgive me!" The

corners of Fu Youde's mouth moved slightly, and his eyes looked at Zheng Hai with a hint of a smile. However, one of his hands was still holding the knife at his waist.

"Is Guogong afraid that he will be old by then? If so, Guogong can also find someone to help, I don't mind..."

"Hahahaha! This is the first time for the old man, the first time he has met a boy like you! Three years is three years! Don't let the old man wait in vain!" Fu

Youde looked confident, his eyes were bright, as if he was a young man, and his whole person was full of fighting spirit.

Zheng Hai clasped his fists and saluted: "Guogong, it is really my hero of the Ming Dynasty! Then we will make up our minds, and I hope that Guogong will not forget this three-year covenant."

Ma He didn't speak, he didn't understand why Zheng Hai did this, but he believed Zheng Hai. Therefore, he has been listening quietly and watching the confrontation between Fu Youde and Zheng Hai.

He had a lot of questions in his heart that he wanted to ask Zheng Hai, but he couldn't ask them at the moment.

He really wanted to pick up the knife and fight with Fu Youde, but he knew he couldn't do it.

He was not sure that he could kill Fu Youde, he was not sure that he would immediately avenge those dead relatives, and he didn't want to involve Zheng Hai and let him lose his life because of this.

Therefore, Ma He chose to remain silent, more precisely, to believe Zheng Hai.

Yingguo Gong Fu Youde didn't speak, his eyes were still staring at Zheng Hai, but his eyes became a little softer.

"That's right! The younger generation also has a reluctant request, please protect us! Escort us back to Beiping, so that the remnants of the puppet Yuan will not harm us in the name of the Guogong. If someone provokes the relationship between Guogong and King Yan because of this, it will not be good. Zheng Hai saluted Fu Youde again.

Fu Youde still didn't speak, just listened to Zheng Hai quietly and looked at Zheng Hai.

The inside of the big tent was surprisingly quiet, so quiet that Zheng Hai wanted to suffocate.

Fu Youde didn't show his attitude, which made him feel pressured. Fu Youde's fickleness and elusiveness made him very jealous, always the string in his head.

Zheng Hai saw that Fu Youde didn't speak, exhaled, and then said: "If Guogong doesn't have any other instructions, then we will go back and rest first

!" Zheng Hai looked at Fu Youde, stretched out his hand and gently pulled Ma He, hugged his fist at Fu Youde, bowed and retreated to the door: "Ma He, let's go!"

Walking out of the camp, without seeing Fu Youde make any movement, Zheng Hai wiped the sweat on his face with his hand and took a few deep breaths.

He took off the tattered armor of the Northern Yuan soldiers on his body and threw it on the ground, soaking through the close-fitting clothes on his back.

Ma He followed Zheng Hai and walked in the camp.

The barracks is no longer a mess, and there are no corpses of those Northern Yuan soldiers in sight, only some traces of the past fighting.

Walking on the road, from time to time you can still see the blood stains on the ground, and there are still splashes of blood on the white tent.

However, calm returned to the camp, the sun was still shining, and the air was fresh.

"Xiaohai, why do you want to make a three-year appointment with Fu Youde?"

Ma He still raised his own questions, and the wounds in his heart made him more uncomfortable than the injuries on his body.

Zheng Hai stopped, exhaled, and looked at Ma He: "Because I don't want you to die, because I want to avenge you."

Ma He stared at Zheng Hai's eyes and nodded silently.

"When you came out, do you remember Master's words?"

"I remember, Master said, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, I've endured it for more than ten years, let's endure it for another

three years!" Ma He raised his head and looked at the empty blue sky: "Are you sure that after three years, we will definitely be able to take revenge

?" "I'm sure!" Zheng Hai looked at Ma He: "Do you believe me?" "I believe!"

Ma He and Zheng Hai walked along the dirt road until they reached the outside of a soldier's barracks. They stood there, looking at the bloodstained barracks where eight Ming warriors had been killed.

In the distance, Fu Youde, the Duke of Yingguo, and Wang Bi, the Marquis of Dingyuan, were also looking at the barracks, more precisely, they were looking at Zheng Hai.

"Guogong, why did you promise that kid?" Dingyuan Hou looked into the distance and asked Fu Youde.

"Old man, I really want to cut that little guy! However, the old man is very curious, what else does this little guy rely on, why did he challenge the old man, and he would choose it after three years?"

Dingyuan Hou turned his face to look at Fu Youde, and said: "Perhaps, he just wants to live, these are just excuses! You have been deceived by him

! He is just a little slippery head..."Fu Youde said very firmly: "No! You are wrong! He is not a simple little slippery head, he is a ruthless character!" The first time I saw him, the old man knew it!

" "Is he a ruthless character?" Wang Bi said in a puzzled tone.

"That's right!" Fu Youde had a serious face and a firm look in his eyes: "His eyes are the coldest and deepest eyes I have ever seen, like a ghost from another world. The old man dares to guarantee that if he kills someone, his ruthlessness will not be inferior to that of the old man!"

Wang Bi looked surprised, looked at Zheng Hai's back in the distance, and was speechless for a long time.