Youzhou is a large state, even if there are not many products and the land is cold, but even if it is a war that gathers 100,000 people, it can only affect a small part of the place, which is negligible compared to its vast territory.

Those who are blood, fire, and human lives, full of torn armor and broken blades, and those who are far away from this war, are just gossiping.

But not everyone cherishes the peaceful days that have not been affected, and some people are born to fight to become kings in troubled times.

There will always be people who go to the battlefield, most of them are for a future, not afraid of death, there is nothing to live in the countryside in this world, it is better to fight with their lives.

However, for a very small number of people, there is no concept of physical death, only killing, only others die.

For example, this man on the long road, he read Liu Yu's conscription notice, so he came.

Coarse cloth clothes, thin yellow horses, tall body frames that are not too strong, long hair that has grown for many years, like a jujube-colored face.

Along the way, he watched the gradual increase in the number of people fleeing from the soldiers in Youzhou City, and felt that the people in charge of Youzhou were not strict in this kind of matter.

The closer you get to the city of war, the more common the chaos of looting and theft, the turbulence of law when people's hearts are unstable, and the conscience of heaven is not good when life is unsafe.

Thanks to the blue-black glaive knife in his hand, there are few thieves who disturb his crooked minds, and you must know that although the yellow horse he rides is thin, it can also be exchanged for three months of food for more than a dozen people.

If there is an endless stream of flies harassing him all the way, this man will also be upset.

He hurried for half a day and chose a post station to rest.

Officials and bandits are mixed, three sects and nine streams, crowded together, talking about only Dong Zhuo's progress in attacking the city, thinking that Youzhou City will be broken in a few days.

But except for a few guys with relevant interests, the rest of the people don't care about Dong Zhuo's victory or defeat, Liu Yu's life or death, and so on.

But this red-faced man frowned when he heard this, if the city of Youzhou was broken, would it be difficult for him to go to the Xiliang army? Although he is only a small man in white, he can't look down on the uncivilized ferocity.

Originally, it was because Liu Yu was known as a virtuous person in the history of the assassination, and he was also the royal prince of the Han family, and the virtuous lord of the root red Miao Zheng came to defect, and he thought that the big pond of Youzhou City was by no means easy to break, just waiting for Dong Zhuo to give up the siege and detour.

At that time, with his skills, it will not be difficult to make contributions under Liu Yu, and it is also a blessing to serve the country.

Thinking of this, this man couldn't help but be worried, and he was hesitating whether to go to Youzhou City, and he was depressed.

But someone came up to disturb him unpleasantly, and a man with a gentle voice walked up to him and said, "Please take a place to sit..."

After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to agree, and directly moved the package in the position and sat down.

The red-faced man frowned and stared at the visitor.

Gebu cloak, but under the cloak can't hide a luxurious white fur like snow.

The yellow bamboo silk hat hides a bewildering face like a fox demon under the hat.

The person who came met the man's gaze with a smile said:

"In Xia Guojia, I came from Liangzhou to do something in Youzhou City...... I don't know what the strong man is called... Where are you going..."

"What is Guan doing to you......" The man who felt that Guo Jia was very weird didn't want to say much, so he changed the position of the glaive knife on his right hand, and pressed the burden moved by Guo Jia between the two.

The blade is pure blue and black, cold and hard, clearly expressing the attitude of the owner.

But the turbid traveler didn't care about the alienation of this man surnamed Guan, and he didn't shy away from rubbing the blade of the knife with a beautiful palm that made the woman ashamed before he spoke

"There is no seal on his waist, and he often carries a bloody knife in his hand...... Guan Yishi's knife murderous aura is terrifying, and people are even more heartbroken.

I can't help but feel that although the Han is declining, there are still pearls left in the sea at the bottom.

According to Guo's humble opinion, it is not difficult for Your Excellency to worship the marquis in the future.

But if you go to Youzhou Guan Yishi, you are not afraid that the world will be stupid, and the pearl will be secretly invested?

It must be known that even with Han Xin's talent as a soldier and immortal back then, he was also delayed among the common people, and there was a humiliation in his crotch...... Isn't it a shame?

If a righteous man has the heart to serve the country and do his best, he might as well go with him, boast a little, say a word in the next, and put it everywhere in the world, it still has a little weight......"

Guo Jia didn't look at the red-faced man when he spoke, he just looked down at the knife, his voice was as soft as a whisper of tea among friends, and his tone had a comfortable smile, which made people involuntarily trust and like.

Of course, Guo Jia can afford the four words of gentleman and jade, gentle as him but with a demon-like appearance, if the person in front of him is a woman, he is already obsessed, and he is at the mercy of words and obeys.

But the man didn't answer, just turned the big knife over, pointed at Guo Jia with the blade, and said coldly: "No need"

The man seems to have a natural rejection and hostility towards Guo Jia, who is like the son of a family.

Guo Jia couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then the smile and interest in his eyes became even stronger.

What a proud fellow, a good murderous knife,

In Guo Jia's mind, this person must have a great appetite for Cao Mengde, and he has been separated from him for a long time, and it is more appropriate to send such a killer on the day of reunion than to send anything.

Thinking of this, I happened to see a resting wine seller opposite, and got up and went to his car to carry a jar.

Before the other party could speak, a bright yellow piece of broken gold was thrown from his sleeve and blocked his mouth.

It also involved the eyes of several groups of fierce guys, and they did not show their whiteness and yellowness alone, otherwise they would be easily killed.

Even the man surnamed Guan also squinted at Danfeng and glanced at this handsome and unspoken son, he didn't think that the other party was a chick who didn't understand anything.

Guo Jia turned a blind eye to those fierce or greedy eyes, sat back in his seat, patted the mud, and pushed the jar of wine in front of the man with a push of his fingertips.

chuckled: "There is a very bright fat man told me that if you want to make friends with an unborn heroic man, the best way is to give him wine... Those who are not addicted to alcohol are heroes in vain...

But I haven't tried it before, and I don't know if the fat man is lying to me with nonsense.

If Guan Yishi doesn't give face, please don't fall into the wine jar in anger, that grain of gold is enough for a poor family to live for a year or two......"

"Guan Yu thanks you for your wine ......"

After the red-faced man looked at Guo Jia with a subtle expression, he still took the wine jar and reported his name, but he didn't mean to drink it.

Just like this, Guo Jia chuckled: "That fat man full of lies didn't lie to me this time...... For the sake of this, if he wants to kill me this time....... forget it..."

After receiving the wine, Guan Yu was no longer too indifferent, and asked, "Are you running for your life?" ”

Guo Jia smiled and shook his head: "It was originally well hidden in advance, but now it has to be sent to this bunch of people......"

Guan Yu grabbed the key and asked, "A bunch of people? You've made a lot of enemies? ”

Guo Jia's fingertips casually tapped lightly on the tabletop, and said with a smile:

"Of course, there are enemies, but even old friends who don't have enemies may not want me to live.

It's too stupid under it, and it's too powerful,

If I live, how many people in the world will grit their teeth, and how many people will not be able to sleep and eat...... Hahaha, ahem... Ahem"

Guo Jia, who laughed inexplicably, suddenly coughed intermittently for a while, and his white jade-like face was dyed a thin layer of light red because of the surging qi and blood.

Its charm and temperament are like a drunken big vixen with a tip of the tail.

But Guan Yu didn't understand Fengyue, let alone the women in the imperial capital who are still crying for Guo Jia in the deep boudoir.

I just feel that this person is inexplicable, but his tone is amazing.

I picked up the wine jar and poured a sip, it was not a good wine, it was sour, astringent, and the taste was lighter.

Looking at Guan Yu's expressionless face, Guo Jia guessed seven, seven, eight, eight, and persuaded loudly:

"Someone told me that the smell of wine is just a useless feeling to deceive the tongue of a mediocre person, when you drink wine, you don't drink wine, you drink medicine, and what you make up for is the spirit and pride that you usually lack..."

"Your words are sour than wine...... Guan Yu had already drunk half a jar when Guo Jia spoke.

"Haha, naturally, after reading the book, it is inevitable that it will be sour......

But I hope that the blood of the righteous man is hotter than the knife after drinking, and you can help each other with righteousness, otherwise you may have to die here......"

Guo Jia's words were slightly dignified.

After that, he got up and brushed his clothes and turned his head, looking at a white horse stepping on the snow in the distance, and the man on it was white-armored and silver-speared, breaking through the wind, although he had not yet come close, he was already in the face of endless dignified and chic.

Although he was far away, Guo Jia couldn't help but laugh softly: "Dong Zhuo can't find such a character......

The rest of the people didn't know why, but Guan Yu got up cautiously and dragged the knife forward, and the glaive knife drew a long knife and a knuckle depth on the ground of the post station, although it did not block in front of Guo Jia, but it also had some meaning of standing side by side.

Guo Jiaha was angry, and his warm and slightly stiff hands were warm: "If I can still live, I owe you a life......"

Guan Yu was noncommittal about this, dragged his knife and rushed to meet him, shouting loudly: "If you die, I won't return you half a jar of wine......"

Guan Yu ran wildly on the road, not seeing that behind him, several seemingly ordinary miscellaneous people approached Guo Jia quietly and protected him.

Guo Jia didn't care about this, if the brave man he picked up by fate couldn't stop him, then it would be useless to have more Deadpool protection, but he didn't have the idea of escaping, but there was a different flavor in his radiant face.

whispered to his Deadpool:

"Master once taught that there were righteous men in the Spring and Autumn Period, who dared to make promises and sacrifice their lives, and entrusted their wealth to the hands of the film, and the fierce warriors died for their confidants, and their heads were different and their brows were not wrinkled, and they only shouldered loyalty and righteousness......

Those characters are all blown away by the rain and wind, and now it is just a world of fraud and ambition, intrigue, and endless.

However, I, Guo Fengxiao, yearn for that year, and today I see the Spring and Autumn Festival, and I can't help but accompany it..."

(Chapter 1, uh, bragged about it yesterday)