"You'll give all these things to you, it's useless for me to keep them!"

In a small mountain village with beautiful mountains and rivers, an old man who looked like a farmer simply cleaned up the things at home, and turned around and gave them to the villagers next to him.

The news of the Yan tribe invasion in the south of the northern border came, and a large number of people were preparing to flee south. All the people who were interested in leaving in this small mountain village joined forces and made an appointment to flee together.

But what these villagers didn't expect was that Zhang Laozi was so stingy that he usually wanted to spend two days with that penny. Today, he was willing to give them all the things at home. It was really the sun that came out from the west!

"All these... are given to us?"

Mr. Zhang was scattered in his house. The sharp-eyed man actually found that there were some broken silver inside. Mr. Zhang was robbing his family, right?

No matter where the things come from, give yourself that is yours!

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

"You guys go first!" He shook his head with a smile, and Old Man Zhang said slowly, "I still have some things to do, I can't leave for the time being!"

"Then, okay, but after you finish your work, hurry up and go south. I heard that the Yan clan members burned, killed, looted along the road, and it was a big stay here!"

"I understand, you guys go quickly!" As the villagers left one by one, the old man's smiled face was only a resolute look, and he silently came to the corner of his house.

I picked up a shovel and dug it up bit by bit, and soon dug out a large long box from the corner of the wall.

The iron lock on the box is already rusty, and it is obvious that the box has been buried here for a long time.

With a little force, the iron lock was broken and the box was opened. This force and movement did not look like a farmer in his forties or fifties.

The old man quietly pulled out a big knife more than two inches long from the box. The air conditioner on the knife was shining with a hint of cold light, and there was no trace of rust.

"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 reluctance in his eyes.

But soon, all of these emotions were restrained. A cold light flashed in my eyes, and the invisible momentum emanated and rolled up a fallen leaf, which also set off endless murderous intent.

After throwing a fire at the thatched hut that he had lived in for so many years, Old Man Zhang left without hesitation! The dazzling firelight reflected his face full of wind and frost.

At the same time, in another larger village, a middle-aged man in his thirties was teaching a group of children.

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

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

"The Yan tribe in the northern border went south and burned, killed, looted along the road. It was no longer safe here!"

A small box was moved out from under the desk, and some jewellery and some scattered silver were stored in the box.

"This is my half-life savings. You can take them to your family and let your family go south quickly!"

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

"What about you, sir?" As if you heard what your husband said, someone below asked, "Don't you go with us?"

"No, I'll do what I should do and atone for the past!"

"I teach you that you are not only to be an official, but also to make sense. I hope that after you study, you can be an upright person and not be blinded by anger like me!"

.........

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

Even though so long has passed, the gloves are still as bright as new! We put two gloves on our hands, walked out of the door and looked back. The middle-aged scholar shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He originally made up his mind not to wear this pair of gloves again, but in the end he broke his promise!

Along the way, there were many such people who quickly headed towards the north. When wars in the northern border came, countless passionate masters of the martial arts world rushed there.

As a result, the war in front became worse day by day. Even though the entire army of the northern border was wiped out, it still could not withstand the sharp blade of the Yan clan iron cavalry.

The elite Zhenbei Army, who were in the past, began to fight for two or three hours, and their hands and feet were sore and unable to fight for a long time.

The city pass was broken, one after another. These martial arts masters who assisted the boxing 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 only a few hundred people were left in the huge Qingyu Guanzhong.

As Captain Lu said, these people may not be able to hold on for even an hour, and staying in Qingyu Pass at this time is like committing suicide!

But even so, these people have never left. Most of these people are careless people. Even though they may not have outstanding martial arts skills, their heroic spirit remains unchanged.

When the war comes, drinking is not allowed in the army. But these martial arts people in the martial arts world don’t care about these things, sit on the top of the city and drink and brag, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Yan army.

Everyone comes from all over Fangzhou, most of them are wandering cultivators in the world, and some are elite disciples of various sects. Some may have had grudges before, but they don’t care about everything before at this time. Everyone drinks and talks and talks about each other and is brother.

As time passed by little by little, the Yan clan iron cavalry finally arrived. The forward had a total of three thousand elite iron cavalry, pressing up like a dark cloud, as if it was about to completely crush the entire Qingyu Pass.

The three thousand iron cavalry did not make any sound or say anything. It is possible to imagine how strong his military appearance is.

They looked quietly at the top of the city, but there was a hint of disdain and arrogance in their eyes, and they did not take the martial arts people on the city wall into consideration at all.

Even the Zhenbei Army, which was feared in the past, was vulnerable under their attack, making them even more arrogant. They even felt that it was easy to attack the city and break through the pass with just three thousand vanguard cavalry!

Just because of the few onions in front of me, I was overestimating my ability. I just needed a charge to crush them into dust!

After passing Qingyu Pass, it is already considered the hinterland of Fangzhou. There is no obstacle, there is money and wine, and there are beauties everywhere!

The general has an order that the army can break through the city without sealing the sword for ten days, and can plunder it as much as possible! All the gains during this period belong to him!

They seemed to have seen that scene, their blood was pouring in their bodies, and their excitement could not be suppressed.

"Brothers, it seems that the cavalry of the Yan clan has arrived. Unfortunately, I haven't had the best time today. We will drink it when we destroy them first!"

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

"After today, we will drink and have fun, and we will kill you today! Hahaha!"

Listening to the laughter coming from the city wall, the commander of the cavalry under the city showed a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and he looked up quietly with a cold look.

Silently pulled his sword out of the sheath, a trace of cold light shone at the edge of the blade, and he swung it down with a sudden sword. All three thousand iron cavalry were out of the sheath, and the war horses neighed and galloped in an instant!
Chapter completed!