In the evening of that day, there was a small house in the forest, with heavy snow falling all over the sky. There was an ice lake hidden in the forest. On the side of the ice lake, there was a small house.

Amid the howling cold wind, a respectful voice sounded and asked softly: "Master Fish, are you there?"

The person who asked this question was Yoon Gaisuwen. After leaving the Goguryeo Palace, he came here against the wind and snow. After arriving, he did not dare to enter the house and only dared to stand outside the door of the cottage to issue an inquiry.

However, after three consecutive questions, no one in the cottage responded. Yuan Gaisuwen was shocked and plucked up the courage to push open the door.

As soon as he opened the door, he immediately took three steps back, bent down and lowered his head, and explained in a hurry: "Master Fish, don't blame me, I'm worried about your safety..."

What are you worried about?

What to worry about?

But I saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the cottage, with kind-eyed eyes as if he was asleep. The old man had a very old face and a deep dusk aura on his body. What Yuan Gaisuwen said was perhaps because of fear that the old man would suddenly die of old age.

Yuan Gaisuwen stood at the door and explained for a long time, and found that the old man was still closing his eyes as if he was asleep. So he gradually became a little shocked again and couldn't help but speak gently and tentatively: "Master Yu, are you asleep?"

The old man still closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was asleep or old. Yuan Gaisuwen was just frightened. He was really afraid that the old man who was still helping him would die of old age.

He subconsciously wanted to enter the house again, preparing to check the old man's life and death, but suddenly heard a long breath of breath, and the old man slowly exhaled a breath of white breath from his mouth.

The weather was cold and the white air was thick. Suddenly the old man slowly opened his eyes, giving people a sharp illusion of lightning. Yuan Gaisuwen was shocked and quickly lowered his head respectfully.

He did not dare to look directly at the old man, lowered his head and whispered: "Master Yu, our king is ready to send troops..."

As he said that, he paused slightly, looked up carefully at the old man, and whispered softly: "According to the agreement between you and the Yuangai family, you promised to do three things for us. The first thing is, we ask you to protect the Yuangai family for twenty years, and the second thing is, we declare to the public that you accepted me as your disciple. You have completed the two agreements. Now we want to ask you to complete the third thing."

He wanted to say something else, but the old man suddenly looked up at him and asked calmly, "Let me kill Li Yuanba's son?"

Yuan Gaisuwen did not dare to hesitate and nodded respectfully, "Yes!"

The old man stood up slowly from the ground and suddenly walked into the inner room of the cottage. When he appeared again, he was already holding a heavy knife in his hand.

The hilt of this big knife is very long and shaped like the Qinglong Yanyue of the Three Kingdoms period. The old man held the knife in his hand and left without saying a word. The long hilt of the knife was dragged onto the ground, cutting a deep ditch of snow on the ground.

Yuan Gai Suwen was stunned and hurriedly chased after him. He did not dare to catch up with the old man, but dared to stand at the door of the house and shouted loudly, "Master Fish, can you let me lead the horse and kick it for you?"

"No!"

Three words came from the wind and snow.

Yuan Gasseven was immediately disappointed.

He stood at the door of the cottage, watching the old man's back gradually fade away. At this moment, the old man's voice came from the wind again and asked leisurely: "Where is the battlefield?"

Yuan Gaisuwen was stunned again, and without thinking, he answered immediately, and said hurriedly: "It should be on the bank of the Liao River, a hundred miles away, Master Yu, I am willing to lead a horse and kick it for you..."

Unfortunately, the old man's voice was never heard again as the cold wind roared. Heavy snow was blowing all over the sky, and the old man's figure disappeared into the snow in a blink of an eye.

Yuan Gaisuwen stamped his feet with resentment, and his eyes were filled with disappointment.

...

On that day and night, there were troops moving from Goguryeo. The 300,000 troops had been preparing for a long time. They had been stationed in the Marutou Mountain Castle in Goguryeo for half a month. With the issuance of the king Gao Yuanichi, the army quietly emerged in the night.

Since ancient times, being emperors never believed in anyone. Gao Yuan clearly said that he would send troops tomorrow, but he had been ahead of him for a whole night. Although it was cold at this time, the Goguryeo people were extremely adapted to the harsh environment. If these 300,000 troops were galloping at night, they might appear on the bank of the Liao River in one night.

But after the old man left the hut, he walked westward in the wind and snow. Heavy snow was everywhere and the cold wind was biting. Although the weather was very bad, the old man was rushing very fast and had already walked a hundred miles in just midnight.

He soon arrived at the Liaohe River and stood on the bank of the Liaohe River with a knife. It was midnight at night, and the biting cold wind became colder. Suddenly, a few loud noises came from afar. The ice surface of the entire Liaohe River shook slightly a few times. The old man's eyes flashed, and he held the knife and walked towards the place where the sound came.

After a while, I saw a big fire burning by the river. But I saw a few young men shouting and laughing around the bonfire to keep warm and laughing. Next to the bonfire was a wooden rack, with several wooden sticks skewed with big fish baked. Under the raging fire, the fish smell was rich and tempting. The young men were eating and feasting. Suddenly, one of them shouted far away to the ice surface: "Master, don't have enough fish, can you make a few more? Otherwise, you won't have your share."

The old man was slightly stunned when he saw the scene in front of him. This scene was clearly the disciples gathered around the fire to cook fire, but asked his master to catch big fish in the Liaohe River.

The old man was a little angry for some reason and was very displeased with the actions of these young people.

Seeing these young men at the age of twenty, he estimated that their master was at least middle-aged. The young man kept the fire to keep warm, but let the master go to work hard. It was unreasonable to act like this, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was not human.

The old man sighed slightly, and suddenly said inexplicably: "The Han family in the Central Plains will no longer be etiquette. The saint died and the Taoist sect returned. No one educated the world. How can we talk about being generous..."

He was about to take the knife and leave when he suddenly heard another loud bang on the ice. The old man looked up at the ice and saw a figure there vaguely.

Boom!

Boom!

The figure seemed to be swinging two big black objects in his hand, and was struggling to smash the ice on the river surface. The young men were still laughing and laughing and playing around the bonfire.

The old man gradually felt a little angry in his heart, and finally decided to go over and scold a few young people. Unfortunately, he had not raised his foot yet, and suddenly his face was slightly stunned, but it turned out that the wind and snow around him occasionally stopped, allowing him to see the figure on the ice in the distance.

To be precise, it was the big black object swinging in the figure's hand.

The figure was clearly a young man, not the middle-aged man had just guessed. And the two black objects in the young man's hands were clearly a pair of unique giant sledgehammers.

The old man suddenly sighed, and he slowly walked onto the ice with a big knife!

He slowly moved forward on the ice, step by step, extremely calm. Soon he reached the place where the young man smashed the ice, and the old man stopped and stood quietly.
Chapter completed!