The most prosperous ten-mile long street in Yangzhou City has been under martial law, and the armor soldiers holding ring-headed broadswords are lined up all the way from the gate of Beiguan City, as if facing a great enemy, blocking the onlookers on both sides of the street, as if there is endless hell outside the Beiguan City Gate.

At least, the sight that caught Chen Dexing's eyes reminded him of hell...... Hell is just outside Yangzhou City! Because of the gate that leads to Guò, people who come in from outside the city feel as if they have crawled out of hell. Ragged, numb expressions, and without a trace of sparkle in their eyes, most of them were very thin, so thin that they were out of shape, just dragging their steps along the long street, staggering forward, and from time to time wailing, telling of the torture and pain they had suffered.

“…… My hard-working son, I just knew how to call my mother, and I let the Tartar's horse trample to death, how can these Tartars who kill a thousand knives be able to do it! ”

A beggar, dressed in rags and gray-haired, was now barefoot, carrying a wooden stick and carrying a broken basket, telling passers-by about her sufferings over and over again. Who would have thought that her age was just the same as Guo Fu'er......

“…… My house is gone, the shop is gone, the goods are gone, even my son and daughter are gone, there is nothing, how can I live! ”

It was an old man in a tattered satin garment crying, and listening to his words, it turned out to be a rich merchant, and when the northern captives passed, he had nothing.

“…… Father, mother, the child is not filial, the child is useless, the child only cares about his own life, the child is the most unfilial person in the world! ”

The one who was pouring out self-blame was a scholar wearing a torn cardigan, his face was gray, and he suddenly turned around and knelt on the ground, but he kept kowtowing to the north, and he didn't know that his head hurt when he broke.

"Alas, it's useless to be a scholar!" Chen Dexing sighed softly and read a famous sentence by the Qing Dynasty poet Huang Jingren. Somehow, he was heard by the scholar, who turned his head to look at Chen Dexing, and his eyes were crossed like a different color, and he suddenly slammed into the ring knife in the hand of a soldier on the street, and he was about to commit suicide!

"Are you going to die!" The soldier reacted quickly and flashed to the side, causing the scholar to pounce, but he also lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

"Let me die, I'm sorry for my father, I'm useless, I have no face to live in the world......" cried, the scholar was about to take the knife of the armorer, but how did he take the little strength, and the armorer picked it up with one hand and gently threw it aside.

Although the armor soldier annoyed him, he didn't dare to be embarrassed when he saw that he was wearing a Confucian cardigan, but said: "Alas, I see that you are a scholar and don't care about you, hurry up, the privy minister ordered people to set up a porridge field in the school field outside the inner city, and if you go early, you can still have a hot mouth, and if you go late, I am afraid that there will be nothing left." ”

"If I don't go, I'll starve to death here! I'm a scholar, I can't kill the Tartars, can't I die? ”

This nerd seems to be really a bit bookish, and he actually sat down in front of Chen Dexing and Lu Shihu, looking like he was on a hunger strike. A thin and pale face actually showed a somewhat tragic look. When the onlookers on the side of the road saw this scene, some people shouted hello.

"What a reader!"

"It's really backbone!"

"Xiucai, don't die, keep a useful body to test for fame, and in the future, I can take the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty to fight with the Tartars......"

Chen Dexing shook his head again and again, these Song people's thinking is really a little strange, let such a bad breed take a soldier like himself to fight with the Tartars? Do you know what it means to be in a nest? If you want to lead the generals to kill the Tartars, you have to be like yourself...... No wonder the Great Song Dynasty finally let the Mongols be destroyed, it was purely because the brain was broken! Thinking of this, he drew his sword with a bang and threw it away.

"Xiucai, it's not easy to die? Take this sword and wipe your neck! ”

"Qingzhi, don't talk nonsense, he's a scholar!" Beside him, Lu Shihu hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the sword, and the armor soldier guarding the side of the road naturally recognized that Lu Shihu was wearing an official uniform, where he dared to obstruct half a point?

"Muban, don't stop him, if he wants to die, let him die! If you don't know how to avenge your parents' enemies, and if the country is in trouble or not, you know how to seek death and life, and these people's books are stupid, so what's the use of doing a good article? If you really want to be an official, you will mislead the country and the people, or die early! ”

These words are not quite in line with the values of the Song people, and Lu Shihu shook his head even more when he heard it - how can this article be useless if it is done well? If he Lu Shihu could have been admitted to the Jinshi early, how could he be a good time in the artillery army now? was about to open his mouth to refute, but he heard Chen Dexing talk endlessly.

"You are also a talent, since you were born in troubled times, why don't you know how to learn some bow and horse martial arts? The peasants of the two Huai have entered the bow and arrow club, and after doing the farm work, they will draw the bow and shoot arrows, and the Tartars can also fight, even if they die in battle, they have fought a battle, how can you be a scholar who has no power to restrain the chicken? ”

"This ...... I study hard all day, so do I have time to practice martial arts? The scholar trembled, and cried again, "If I have some martial arts, my father and mother may not die!" I'm useless, or I'm dead! ”

As he spoke, he trembled and picked up his sword. Chen Dexing's sword is actually not a treasure, it is not made of 100 steel, it is just an ordinary iron sword, and it is very heavy. The scholar had little strength, and he may have been hungry for a few days, and he couldn't even lift the sword with one hand, so he could barely pick up the sword with both hands together. Seeing that Lu Shihu couldn't help but shake his head, and without waiting for the scholar to wipe his neck with his sword, he swung out a palm and knocked the sword away. Then he snorted heavily: "You Xiucai, how can you be a tendon?" Go, go, hurry up and drink porridge! If you want to die, you will drink enough and die again! ”

After saying a word, he squatted down, picked up Chen Dexing's sword, and was about to leave. I didn't want the scholar to stand up with tears in his eyes, and walked up to Chen Dexing and bowed, "Student Kong Yu, thank the official for mentioning it, the official must be a military general, the student has already figured it out, and if you want to serve the country from the army, please accept the student!" ”

Well, Chen Dexing was stunned by the sudden change, what's going on with this nerd? Really inspired by his own words, ready to put pen to paper? Still is...... Seeing that he is a high-ranking military officer and wants to get a civilian job from himself?

"Kong Xiucai, this official is just a letter man, but there is no time to write and do office work for you!" Chen Dexing took the sword from Lu Shihu's hand, inserted it into the sword box, and lowered his voice at the same time, "Are you still willing to join the army with this official?" ”

"How unwilling!" Kong Xiucai hesitated, gritted his teeth and said, "I hate that I can't use my hands to slash Hulu, but it's enough for a foot army!" ”

"An infantry?" Chen Dexing looked at this tall and thin talent, like a bamboo pole, "You are so thin, you are not qualified to be a foot soldier!" ”

"I can practice!" Xiucai paused again, and seemed to have made up his mind, word by word, as if he was chewing steel and chewing words, "I want my Kong Yu to study hard for ten years, what hardship has not been suffered?" No matter how hard it is to practice martial arts, is it still hard to study? Do you still suffer from watching your father and mother being killed by the Tartars? Official, please take me and take me into battle to kill the Tartars! ”

After saying this, this Kong Daxiu knelt down in front of Chen Dexing and cried bitterly......

"Alright! I'll take you! Chen Dexing waved his hand, "Kong Xiucai, stand up!" The sergeants under my command Chen Dexing only left blood and no tears! ”