The land is bordered by the sea from east to west, long and narrow from north to south, and the climate is changeable. Most of the people in the country are poor, because of the lack of natural resources, many local residents rely on fishing for a living, and it is difficult to make ends meet. Even if the livelihood is so difficult, they often have to endure all kinds of harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, bandit invasion and other bullying, and the difficulties of people's livelihood can be imagined.

In such an environment, not to mention the lowest level of the people, even some powerful famous families and large families sometimes can't bear their burdens, and the situation of ruining families and people also happens from time to time.

This is how the folk practice of martial arts was formed, and almost all young and strong men knew some stick kung fu, which was not only to protect themselves, but also to protect the safety of their families and neighbors. Especially some wealthy families, they will send their children to some famous martial arts masters, and worship them with high sums of money, just to learn a skill and serve the family.

The family surnamed Pu, who belongs to the Lukou Pass area, is such a prominent family. The surname Park is a big surname in the local area, and almost all the people in this village and town are branches of the surname Park. Therefore, this place located at the foot of the mountain is called Pujiaji.

Pujiaji is about 50 miles away from Lukou Pass, with mountains to the west and a rare plain to the east, reaching the sea. Most of the Park's livelihood depends on going to sea to fish and collect shellfish, and occasionally cultivating some field crops, and their lives are peaceful.

The people of Pujiaji are also the same as the big families in other places, and they will send the good seedlings in the family to visit famous teachers to practice martial arts, and after a few years, although the good and the bad are mixed, there are also two or three outstanding ones, for them, this is enough.

Since yesterday, the house of the elder lady of the Park family has been lively, and the people in the town have prepared wine and food to congratulate, because the eldest grandson and young master of the old lady's family have returned from learning.

No one calls Old Lady Park's name, his qualifications are too old, and his morality is highly respected, so the common name of everyone is Old Lady, both young and old.

The eldest grandson's young master's name is Park Yonglie, a few years ago, due to fate, he was favored by the Xuandao God of Yuntou Mountain Qingwa Villa, and took him away from Park Jiaji, accepted him as a personal disciple, and practiced martial arts in Yuntou Mountain. Since then, everyone has regarded this incident as the great fate of the Park family and envied it.

There are 3,000 disciples in Qingwa Villa, all over the place, and the Xuandao God Jin Yongji is even more famous, and is revered by those who really practice martial arts, even ordinary people know his name. To be able to worship under his door is, of course, a great deal for the people of these small places.

However, to everyone's surprise, Young Master Park came back this time, and his mood seemed a little different from the previous times. It has been two days since he came back, but few people have seen him, according to the people in the family, the young master will go to Xishan to practice the knife in the morning, and he will not come back until late at night. When everyone heard this explanation, they were also relieved.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys, it is the time to be diligent, Young Master Park can be so motivated and diligent to study and practice hard, he will definitely have a great future in the future, and the family will have a strong support, which is something that everyone is willing to see. Therefore, no one asked any more questions.

It's just that what everyone doesn't know is that the eldest young master named Park Yongyeol did go to Xishan to practice swordsmanship, and he was very hard, but his purpose in doing this was not for the future of this family, but for the hatred in his heart!

"One day, I will personally use this knife you gave me to cut off the head of that Han man and avenge you!"

Park Yongyeol, who had not rested for two hours of continuous knife practice, was tired and lying on his back among the dead branches and leaves, muttering to himself, letting a few snowflakes fall on his face, and the trees cut by the Xuandao around him fell to the ground.

Although the Master left him a message before he died, he would not do it. Of course, Chang'an, the capital of the Han Dynasty, he would go. The general of the Han Dynasty named Yuan Zhao, he will also go to see it. But not now, but when he is perfect. At that time, he will carry hatred and travel thousands of miles to kill his enemies, and he will be happy!

Park Yongyeol was originally a stubborn teenager, and he knew that those fellow disciples of Blue House Mountain Villa were gathering together to plan a plan for revenge, but he would not participate. The seaside duel between Master Xuandao God and Yuan Zhao, he had seen with his own eyes, those thrilling scenes, every detail he firmly remembered in his mind.

For Park Yongyeol, who has a very high talent for martial arts, since the two most powerful people, Senior Brother Jin Xuezhe and Master Xuandao Shen, both died at the hands of Yuan Zhao, he didn't think that anyone else he knew would be that person's opponent.

Although the road to revenge will be difficult, perhaps he will not reach that height in his lifetime. But his stubborn nature makes him never give up and give in, and it will be his mission for the rest of his life!

It was with such determination that after the master's body was buried in Yuntou Mountain, Park Yongyeol bid farewell to his senior brother Park Younan, who took the most care of him, and quietly went down the mountain alone.

A person must always have a goal to live in his life, and Park Yongyeol's goal is to practice knives, break through, and take revenge! He is still young, his enemies are still young, opportunities, there will always be!

The snowflakes were silent, not very big, and it was only a thin layer for half a day. Practice the routine again, and you should go home. The clansmen were very good to him, and the old lady and parents in the family were also very concerned, and in front of them, the hatred in their hearts could never be revealed. Not to worry his relatives is the least a man should do, even though he is only a sixteen-year-old boy.

After resting for a while, he adjusted his breath and danced again, the Xuandao reflected the cold snow, he felt that he had an understanding in his heart, and when a majestic breath rose from the dantian, he jumped up to the treetops, and the qi driven by the Xuandao stirred the surrounding snow into snow mist, which was very spectacular.

Park Yongyeol was secretly happy in his heart, knowing that his cultivation had improved a little bit, which was already extremely rare. The hill here is very high, when he raised his eyes from the tree to look around, his ears suddenly faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves passing at the foot of the mountain, and when he looked intently, he saw a large group of cavalry from the north to the south passing through, and went straight to Pujiaji not far away.

Because the snowflakes obscured his vision, he couldn't see clearly, and he could only roughly see that a small part of the front leading the way was the uniform of the Jinban army, and the people in leather armor behind were very unfamiliar, and he had never seen them.

Park Yongyeol has a young heart, and he doesn't think so much about things after all, and he doesn't pay attention to these passing cavalry. Thinking that they must have gone to fight against the invading Han Dynasty army, he secretly wished in his heart, hoping that they would win a great battle and kill all those Han people, and it was best to kill even the enemy named Yuan Zhao, although such hope was very slim.

The Xuandao drove the snowflakes, and the young master of the Park family continued to practice the knife, and he still had to practice here for an hour. There are a lot of mistakes in the world, if he knew in advance about the upcoming tragedy, I don't know what choice he would make!

It was almost noon, and Mrs. Park sat in the hall with a red face, chatting happily with the neighbors who came to ask for a glass of wine, and her sons also sat on the side. It is a happy event for the eldest young master to return from his studies, since everyone has come to congratulate him, how can he not be entertained? It's also a pleasure to take advantage of this opportunity to be lively.

The banquet was naturally very sumptuous, and the family members were busy preparing. Fresh fish in the sea, game in the mountains, domestic cattle and sheep, home-brewed rice wine...... On the long street in front of the door, a long reed mat is set up and a flowing water banquet is set up, which is also a local custom. Although there are scattered snowflakes in the sky, this does not stop the enthusiasm of the people.

Almost all the people in Pujiaji were dispatched, and it was really lively. It is rare for the villagers to have such a lively opportunity several times a year, and both men, women and children, all gather to prepare for this grand country banquet.

Old Lady Park has already sent someone to Xishan to summon the eldest grandson and young master, this kid has had something on his mind since he came back, and he has already seen it. It's just that he has been busy dealing with the enthusiasm of the villagers these days, and he has no time to ask. After today's excitement, he is ready to talk to this grandson, even if he encounters great difficulties outside, as long as he returns home, it will not be a big deal.

In a jubilant and lively atmosphere, the neighing of war horses began to come from a distance, and some of the people who were assigning seats on the long street to prepare for the seats looked up, only to see a black cavalry slowly rushing over from a distance. I couldn't help but feel a little surprised in my heart, and then everyone gradually discovered this sudden scene, the work in their hands stopped, and the lively scene fell silent a little bit.

Pujiaji is far away from the city, close to the mountains and seas, and is a relatively remote place. The troops I occasionally see passing by in ordinary times are just patrol soldiers stationed at Lukou Pass, and at most one hundred and ten people go from here to collect some filial piety by the way. When have the countrymen ever seen such a large cavalry contingent, there must be thousands of people, right?

Someone had already gone in to report to the old lady Park and some of the principals of the clan who were in the compound, and they couldn't help but be taken aback. Elderly people have been in the world for a long time, and although they have not experienced the scourge of "soldiers and bandits", they have heard a lot. Therefore, I didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly poured out, wanting to see what was going on, and don't have any accidents.

These passing cavalry were none other than the five thousand Hun iron horsemen who went south from Wang Wei City. Under the guidance of more than a hundred henchmen sent by the Third Prince Wei Wuji, they went from this direction to meet the cavalry of the Han Dynasty, but today they are heading here.

The continuous march and the fact that it was beginning to snow in the sky had already made the Hun cavalry feel a little tired. Hearing the entourage who led the way say that there was a market town ahead, and you might as well rest your feet first, the captain Gu Yaduo nodded in agreement, so he made a small turn from the avenue and arrived at the place of Pujiaji.

The entourage sent by Wei Wuji to follow was naturally very aware of the importance that King Wei and the third prince relied on these Huns, so they served them very carefully along the way. In order to keep them strong in combat effectiveness and solve those Han Dynasty troops as soon as possible, they diligently looked for a place for them to rest and recover their strength.

But they didn't expect that it was precisely because of their small decision that it caused a monstrous disaster to the people of this land! Pujiaji, this little-known place, was recorded in history because of a fierce cavalry battle.