I am a hero in the rivers and lakes

Chapter 153 Green Jade Pass

"Give these things to you, it's useless for me to keep them!"

In a small mountain village with beautiful mountains and clear waters, an old man with the appearance of a farmer simply packed up the things at home, and then turned around to give them to the villagers next to him.

The news of the Yan tribe's invasion in the north came, and a large number of people were preparing to flee south.Those who wanted to leave in this small mountain village united and made an appointment to escape together.

What these villagers didn't expect was that this old man was not good at picking, and he wanted to spend two days for that penny.Today, I was willing to give them all the things at home. The sun really came out from the west!
"Give all of these to us?"

There were quite a few scattered things in Zhang Laojia's house, and sharp-eyed people discovered that there were some pieces of silver inside. Zhang Laogou didn't mean to rob his house, did he?

No matter where it comes from, it’s yours if you give it to yourself!

"Old man Zhang, aren't you leaving?"

"Let's go first!" Smiling and shaking his head, the old man Zhang said slowly, "I still have some things to do, so I can't leave for now!"

"Well, that's fine, but after you've finished your work, go south as soon as possible. I heard that people from the Yan clan burned, killed and looted along the way. You can't stay here!"

"Understood, let's go!" Watching the villagers leave one by one, the old man's smiling face was filled with determination, and he silently came to the corner of his house.

He picked up a shovel and dug a little bit, and soon dug out a large long box from the corner.

The iron lock on the box was already stained with rust, obviously the box had been buried here for a long time.

With a little force, the iron lock was twisted off and the box was opened.This strength and movement is nothing like a 50-[-]-year-old farmer.

The old man quietly took out a two-inch long knife from the box. There was a cold light on the knife, and there was no trace of rust on the knife.

"Old friend, we have to fight side by side again, but this time, we may really not be able to come back!!"

Putting the knife on his back, the old man silently looked at the place where he had lived for more than ten years, with a little bit of reluctance in his eyes.

But soon, these emotions all converged.A cold light flashed in his eyes, and the invisible aura rolled up a burst of fallen leaves, which also set off endless murderous intent.

After throwing a fire at the thatched cottage where he lived for so many years, old man Zhang left without hesitation!The dazzling flames reflected his weathered face.

At the same time, in another relatively large village, a middle-aged man in his 30s was teaching a group of children.

However, the teacher taught very seriously, but these students seemed a little absent-minded.Even children seem to feel the thrush of crisis from the north.

Glancing at the group of still ignorant children, the teacher sighed and slowly closed the book in his hand.

"The Yan tribe in northern Xinjiang went south, burning, killing and looting along the way, this place is no longer safe!"

A small box was taken out from under the desk, and there were some jewelry and some scattered silver in the box.

"This is half my life's savings, you take it to your family, let your family go south quickly!"

"Now I will teach you the last lesson. After this lesson is finished, you will leave here with your family!"

"What about you, sir?" As if hearing the meaning of what the gentleman said, someone from the child below asked, "Aren't you going with us?"

"No, I'm going to do what I should do, to atone for the past!"

"I teach you to read not only for the purpose of being an official, but also for the sake of understanding. I hope that after you study, you can be an upright person, and don't be swept away by momentary anger like me!"

A little bit of time passed, and the last class finally came to an end.The middle-aged scholar watched all the children leave, then removed the floor under the desk, and took out a pair of iron gloves made of fine steel from it.

Even after all this time, the gloves are still as shiny as new!Putting on two gloves, he walked out of the gate and looked back. The middle-aged scholar shook his head and smiled wryly.

Originally, he had made up his mind never to wear these gloves again, but in the end he broke his promise!
Along the way, there were many more people like this, who quickly headed north.When the war in northern Xinjiang came, countless passionate rivers and lakes masters rushed there one after another.

As a result, the battle ahead is getting worse day by day.Even though the northern border defenders were completely annihilated and did not take a step back, they still couldn't resist the sharp blades of the Yan clan's iron cavalry.

In the past, the elite of the Zhenbei Army, who fought side by side in the past, started to have weak hands and feet within two or three hours of the battle, so that they could not fight for a long time.

The city gates were broken, one after another, and these masters of the rivers and lakes also retreated again and again, and finally retreated to Qingyu Pass.

In the end, even the guards of Qingyu Pass abandoned the city and fled, and there was no hope of defending Qingyu Pass.

Some of these martial arts people also retreated, and there were only a few hundred people left in the Qingyu Pass of Nuoda.

Just as Lu Butou said, these people may not be able to last for an hour, and staying at Qingyuguan at this time is tantamount to suicide!

But even so, these people still never left.The vast majority of these people are carefree people. Even though their martial arts may not be considered outstanding, the pride in their hearts remains unchanged.

When the war comes, drinking is not allowed in the army.But these Jianghu martial arts people don't care about these things, sitting on the top of the city, drinking and bragging to their heart's content, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Yan clan army.

Everyone came from all over Fangzhou, most of them were casual cultivators, and some were elite disciples of various sects.Some may have had grievances and grievances before, but at this time, they don't care about everything before, and everyone talks about drinking and talking as brothers.

As time passed, the Yan Clan cavalry finally arrived.The vanguard had three thousand elite cavalry, pressing down like a dark cloud, as if they were going to completely crush the entire Qingyu Pass.

The three thousand iron cavalry did not make a single sound, nor did they speak a single word, one can imagine how strong their army is.

They quietly looked towards the top of the city, but there was a hint of disdain and arrogance in their eyes, and they didn't pay attention to the martial arts figures on the city wall at all.

Even the Zhenbei Army, which was feared in the past, was vulnerable to their attack, which made them even more arrogant.He even felt that with three thousand vanguard iron cavalry, it would be as easy as pie to break through the city!

With the few green onions in front of him, they are simply beyond their control, and they can be crushed to dust with just one charge!

After passing the Qingyu Pass, it is considered the hinterland of Fangzhou, where there is no obstacle, where money and wine are available, where beauties are like a cloud of gold!
The general has an order that after the army breaks through the city, the swords cannot be sealed for ten days, and they can plunder as much as they like!All gains during this period belong to you!

They seemed to have seen that scene, and their blood was surging, and they couldn't restrain their excitement.

"Brothers, it seems that the Yan clan's cavalry has arrived. It's a pity that we didn't enjoy ourselves to the fullest today. We'll drink after we destroy them first!"

"Okay!" The wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground nearby, and the people on the city wall stood up one by one, but there was no trace of fear in their eyes.

"After today, let's talk and drink again, and everyone will have a good time today! Hahaha!"

Hearing the loud laughter from the city wall, the commander of the cavalry under the city showed a trace of disdain, and looked up calmly.

He silently drew the knife out of its sheath, with a cold light on the edge of the knife, and swung it down fiercely.All the three thousand cavalry were out of their sheaths with cold swords, and the horses neighed and galloped instantly!
"charge!"

(End of this chapter)