young master in arms

Bai Shao couldn't help being curious, this Tang Xiaonan was already thirty, how could he still be naive and clumsy like a child?

At this time, the footsteps in front of him were getting closer, he waved his hand to signal Tang Xiaonan not to speak, and when the footsteps stopped not far from them, he frowned, why did these people stop?

Tang Xiaonan's face was turned into a big tabby cat by himself, funny and cute, he leaned his face to the side of Bai Shao, looked at it for a while and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's not General Wen and his party."

Bai Shao nodded, kept calm, and approached the group of people.

He already understood in his heart that this group of people must have rushed here in haste, intending to set up an ambush and wait for Wen Tianxiang's troops to escape, catching him by surprise.

"Tang Xiaonan, how many can you fight?" Bai Shao counted the number of the group, a total of 270 people, dressed in Han costumes, should be Li Heng's troops.

Tang Xiaonan was about to brag, Bai Shao drew his saber, and went straight to the field to attack.

"Damn it, wait for me to finish my sentence anyway!" Tang Xiaonan was worried that Bai Shao would attack alone, he raised his big knife and rushed over, he deliberately showed off in front of Bai Shao, and used his lightness kung fu with all his strength, and it was time to blink. In front of him, he swung a big knife and slashed off the head of Yuan Jun.

"How?" He still didn't forget to turn his head to show off to Bai Shao, but Bai Shao's long sword was like a rainbow, leaving a light bloodstain on the throats of the three of them in an instant, and the blood gushed out in an instant, scaring the surrounding soldiers to hug him lump.

"I didn't expect Master Bai's swordsmanship to be so good." Tang Xiaonan felt uncomfortable. He tried to kill Bai Shao several times, but failed. He has general knowledge.

The two killed more than a dozen members of the Yuan army in a few strokes, and the Yuan army came back to their senses and attacked with weapons raised.

Bai Shao sneered: "Overestimate your own strength." Putting the long sword across his chest, as if he was reciting some spell, Tang Xiaonan was very anxious when he saw it, this young man is not a soldier after all, the opponent attacked like a wave, He still has the leisure to recite poems and make love?

With a loud shout, he raised his knife and cut the first few people to pieces. Before continuing to rush into the crowd, Bai Shao suddenly opened his eyes, he put his long sword back into its sheath, and stared intently at the densely packed soldiers.

Tang Xiaonan made another stab, then rolled on the spot, dodged several sharp blades, and was waiting to fight back, when a very ear-piercing contention sounded in his ears.

This contention came from the long sword in Bai Shao's hand.

After the contention, Bai Shao seemed to be a different person. He shuttled back and forth among the crowd, his body was high and low, his movements were fast and slow, and his gestures seemed to be dancing with others.

But Tang Xiaonan watched carefully, he stepped on the Big Dipper, his eyes were like torches, and his sword was like a dragon. In less than a moment, the Yuan army was dead, and the remaining people were about to flee, but Tang Xiaonan made up for them. Knife, wipe out all of them.

"Bai Shao, why is your swordsmanship so powerful?" Tang Xiaonan walked over clapping his hands, looking at the corpses all over the floor, a little curious.

But Bai Shao ignored him, walked a few steps forward, looked at the corpses on the ground, and after confirming that there were no survivors, he just put away his sword, with a cold expression: "If you were still studying in the teacher's school back then, now Kung fu is not so bad."

This made Tang Xiaonan very dissatisfied, but he couldn't refute it, so he couldn't help sighing: "Back then, the Mongolian thieves bullied me in the Central Plains for many years, and all my good men should be bathed in blood and shrouded in horse leather."

He continued: "At first I thought that the revival of the Western Xia Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty would be destroyed. How could I have expected that the Mongols would take advantage of our Great Song Dynasty's ruins and wait for a revival and invade the south." He couldn't help but feel a little gloomy as he spoke. It has been owned by Mongolia. Judging from this situation, the Mongols will be able to dominate the Central Plains in less than a year.

Bai Shao never thought that Tang Xiaonan would say these words, and his indifference towards him changed slightly at the beginning: "Now the only person we can rely on is Mr. Wen Tianxiang."

He didn't want Tang Xiaonan to be too desperate, and prepared to go back to the city with his hands behind his back. Tang Xiaonan quickly caught up with him, and asked the question in his heart: "Bai Shao, didn't your father join the Mongolians? Why are you with the Mongolians?" People are right?"

Bai Shao said in a deep voice: "The two armies are fighting, and those who know the current affairs are the heroes. Now the general situation of the world is not good for the Song Dynasty. My father thinks of the whole family, so he should not fight against the Mongols."

The two had already left the woods while they were talking. When Wen Tianxiang's troops arrived and found so many Yuan Dynasty troops lying on the ground, they were all terrified and did not dare to stay too long. Fight against the army of the Yuan Dynasty to the end.

****

The wind and snow had stopped that day, and the sun was hanging in the sky early. People seemed to forget the suffering they had suffered a few days ago, and started a new day of life with smiles on their faces.

However, everyone in the Jin Mansion was in panic.

****

The sun is shining brightly.

When Jin Shaoyan walked into the sun, it was the time when the sun was at its maximum.

Looking at the shadow under his feet, he feels comfortable for no reason, and the horse he is leading happily raises his head, enjoying the rare warmth in winter.

"Taqiu, if we can't find Brother Shan this time, we won't come back."

Naihe Taqiu couldn't speak, and exhaled a few breaths from his nostrils, as if answering Jin Shaoyan's words.

"The world is so big, it's time to go out for a walk." Last night he left a letter telling his parents to go out to look for Xiao Yushan. Based on what his father said, he really couldn't accept the fact that Xiao Yushan had died.

He believes that with his own martial arts, it shouldn't be too difficult to walk the rivers and lakes. He once asked the guard who chased Xiao Muran with his father that night, and the guard said that Xiao Muran fled towards the south of the city. The Night Assassin was sent from Chaozhou, and must have been instructed by Zhao Bing's son in the Song Dynasty.

He didn't know that Zhao Bing had just turned seven years old, and he was still childish. It was actually Lu Xiufu and Zhang Shijie who controlled Chaogang. Fortunately, the two belonged to the main combat faction in the court, and they vowed not to surrender to the Great Yuan Dynasty founded by Kublai Khan. , only Chen Yizhong was indecisive, but he was just greedy for life and afraid of death, and he did not associate with the Mongols from a national standpoint.

It's a pity that the three of them were hostile to each other, and no one liked the other. Wen Tianxiang was even pushed out of the small imperial court living on the South Road, and went around all day to defend against the Mongolian army.

He traveled southward for about a day, and suddenly remembered that the Chinese New Year would be in three days. Looking back at the direction of the Quanzhou city gate, which was no longer visible, he felt an urge to cry for some reason, but was he going to bear it? After living here, after finding Brother Shan, I can celebrate the New Year at home every year, and it is not bad once this year.

After thinking this through, he felt better, and urged the horse to a small town a few miles away.

Entering the town, he suddenly felt a palpitation.

The town was deserted.

The sky was getting darker, and the town seemed to have been plagued by a plague, and there was no one there.

The streets are neither long nor wide. There are undoubtedly countless towns like this in the world. Shabby shops, cheap goods, kind families, and simple people are all that such a small town should have. The town will never be as quiet as here.

Not a single one.

Jin Shaoyan got off the horse, and pressed Taqiu's mouth to silence him. He was afraid that a little sound would cause an unpredictable situation. Now he was walking on the streets of the small town, and some doors and windows on both sides of the street were closed. The other ones are open, but they are all surprisingly the same - they are also horribly dilapidated, and you can even see dense worms in the thick dust.

Jin Shaoyan remembered Xiao Yushan and him catching insects behind the rockery in Jinfu when he was a child, who would have thought that the insects would not catch him but fell into the pool, and he shivered from the cold.

Suddenly, Jin Shaoyan heard something, and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound. There was a set of skinny dogs, which stared hostilely at Jin Shaoyan's every move, as if he would jump at him whenever he did something. Come up and bite off his neck.

It panted and crouched there.

For some reason, Jin Shaoyan felt that it was hungry.

So he took out a steamed bun from his bag and threw it in the direction of the wild dog.

The wild dog rushed over, took the steamed buns on the ground in its mouth, and began to eat in embarrassment.

"It's really hungry."

If his mother didn't like cats and dogs, he should also raise a cute puppy, barking behind him all day long.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing.

Just this chuckle suddenly startled a sleeping person in a door not far away.

Hearing the voice, the man jumped up, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Jin Shaoyan. His moves were like the wind, and he had already made three moves in a short while.

When Jin Shaoyan heard that the man was attacking, he was already prepared, and slapped the man with his right palm, but the man did not expect Jin Shaoyan to make such a quick move, he was stunned for a moment in mid-air, and then turned to attack his lower body.

Unexpectedly, Jin Shaoyan slapped out a back move, raised his right foot, and shoveled on the spot, the attacker had to touch the ground with his toes, and somersaulted behind him a few times.

He was waiting to attack again, Jin Shaoyan hurriedly said: "Stop! I won't fight you anymore!"

The man was surprised: "Why didn't you hit me?" Hearing that the voice was a woman, Jin Shaoyan looked at her and couldn't help laughing: "It turned out to be a child, I thought it was a young girl."

The child pouted very dissatisfied: "I will be sixteen in three days, don't call me a child."

Jin Shaoyan is also a young man at heart, others don't let him speak, he just wants to say: "Little brat, quickly tell me why you hit me."

The child was so annoyed that he raised his hand to fight again, Jin Shaoyan smiled wryly and shook his head: "What else do you do besides fight?"

The child rolled his eyes, pursed his lips and said, "Why should I tell you?"

"Because of it." Jin Shaoyan took out a bunch of candied haws from the bag, and looked at the child with a smirk.

"I'll still bury the corpse." He held the candied haws and licked them non-stop, then bit down one hard, and said vaguely.

Jin Shaoyan pointed to the houses in the town: "What happened here?"

"Everyone here is dead." The child bit off another one, shook his head and pointed to a big tree not far from the town: "They are all buried there."

As soon as this remark came out, Jin Shaoyan was taken aback, and quickly looked at the strange tree.

The tree itself seemed to be a symbol of death, and it was eerie, and the branches seemed to be lingering with a strong yin, lingering and remaining in the world.

"How did they all die?"

The child shook his head: "I don't know that, they were all dead when I came."