The autumn rain is endless, and the autumn rain is swaying, and people can't help but feel a chill.

"Daddy, mother, little sister."

A thin young man went crazy and ran back into the house, and before he could enter the house, he saw the corpses strewn all over the courtyard, and he could not help but fall to his knees in the autumn rain, and cried out.

The entire Danyang Village is full of corpses, rivers of blood, and people can hardly gain a foothold in it.

The young man's surname is Hong, the son of the owner Hong Biru, and he has four out of twenty this year.

Xia is different from Yan, Yan generally treats officials with military merits, and the same is true for Xia, but Xia's most important thing is to enter the ranks by inspection, establishment, and recruitment, especially the literati and doctors, so the gate lord clan almost monopolizes Xia's election of officials.

There is no cold door in the upper grade, and there is no powerful family in the lower grade.

The surname Hong is the big family of Xia, and the Confucian family of Hong Bi is a side branch of the surname Hong, and there is still a chance to be inspected by the imperial court, at least he can also mix a low-grade official position, so Hong Biru ordered Hong Wuji to study for virtue since he was a child, so as to prepare for the Xia court to inspect filial piety, show talent, etc., and then enter the official office. And Hong Wuji has been impetuous and unruly since he was a child, he likes a hundred operas in the market, and when he was twenty years old, the court inspected him, and Hong Wuji was defeated, so far he has become even more intensified.

Hong Wuji's eagle and dog, calling friends and friends, idle all day long, made Hong Biru have a headache, but at this moment Hong Biru can no longer worry about Hong Wuji.

Before the incident, Hong Wuji had a few words with his father Hong Biru and wandered outside, so he escaped, and the Hong family was killed by Yan Jun except for Hong Wuji.

The autumn rain continued, and Hong Wuji's figure looked extremely desolate.

Fearful, angry, and remorseful, Hong Wuji fainted from crying, and only woke up after a long time, feeling cold and hungry.

Zhou Fugui!

A tragedy, a group of extremely vicious people, Hong Wuji only knows one person, that is Zhou Fugui, and he only remembers the name of one person, and it is also Zhou Fugui.

After Hong Wuji cried for most of the day, he hastily buried his relatives, then wiped away his tears, found some food and drink casually, and carried a package on his back, identified the direction in the rain, and staggered south.

To the south is the direction where the Xia court is located, and the further south you go, the safer it is.

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"Driving... Drive... Drive..."

"Sukhba Banner Master, there seems to be someone ahead?"

"Huh? Go over and take a look. ”

"It's a fat sheep!"

"Which dog of yours sees with his eyes that it is a fat sheep? It's just a skinny sheep, and there's not a lot of meat to kill. ”

"Hahahaha!"

Hong Wuji was stumbling, one foot deep and one foot shallow, and when he was walking in the wilderness with difficulty, a team of Yan cavalry suddenly galloped in, surrounding Hong Wuji and laughing loudly.

"Dog thief! Thief! What a beast to cut with a thousand cuts! ”

At this moment, Hong Wuji is enemy meeting, his eyes were red, he roared, and desperately felt a short blade from his bosom, stabbing at a Yan cavalryman and body.

"Ouch, before the thin sheep was slaughtered, you still want to fight back?"

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, Hong Wuji is difficult to even walk, let alone assassinate with a knife, Hong Wuji staggered, the assassination action was extremely slow, and the Yan cavalry easily dodged it with the reins of his horse.

On the contrary, Hong Wuji used too much force, stumbled and fell into the mud, and a group of Yan cavalry surrounded Hong Wuji and laughed, neither killing him nor hurting him, allowing Hong Wuji to struggle in the muddy water.

A moment later, a Yan cavalryman threw out a lasso and put it on Hong Wuji's ankle, and then whipped his crotch and whipped off the war horse, and the war horse galloped, dragging Hong Wuji to gallop in the mud.

Hong Wuji's clothes were torn apart, and the skin on his back was scratched by rubble, but Hong Wuji couldn't feel the pain on his body, he only felt resentment in his heart, and closed his eyes in pain, just wanting to die.

"Gorle, hurry up and show us a paper kite." A Yan army general laughed loudly.

"Sukhba Banner Master, it's obviously a human kite, where is the paper kite?"

"Smack! As long as you talk a lot, the human skin is dried, isn't it just a paper kite? ”

"Then it's a leather kite..."

"Haha, obey!" After dragging Hong Wuji's galloping cavalry laughed, he urged the war horse to speed up his running, and Hong Wuji was dragged and almost flew up.

A group of Yan cavalry chased Hong Wuji, laughing loudly and frolicking.

"Let him go!"

At this moment, hundreds of Yan Tieqi rushed over with a woman in purple, the woman was beautiful and frowned, and stopped her.

"Yes, master!" A group of Yan soldiers who were still laughing and playing wildly just now, seeing this woman at this moment, like a mouse seeing a cat, they all reined in their horses, and bent down on their horses to respond respectfully.

The Yan cavalry dragging Hong Wuji also restrained the war horse, and Hong Wuji, who had already been flying in mid-air, fell into the muddy water with a "snap", and the pain on his body was unbearable, and he almost fainted.

The woman in purple urged her horse forward, and after looking at Hong Wuji for a moment, she asked, "People from the Southern Dynasty?" ”

Hong Wuji, who was still a little conscious, raised his head when he heard this, and when he saw the woman's appearance, his head "buzzed", his eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and his mouth moved, but he didn't make any sound.

The woman is a girl, no more than twenty years old, white jade-like face, exquisite, two curved eyebrows, enveloping a pair of flowing autumn waves, in the blink of an eye, two fan-like long and dense eyelashes cover the pair of bright and agile beautiful eyes, looking forward to the brilliance, small and lovely red lips, really bright and attractive like ripe cherries, straight and white nose slightly fluttering, soft long hair braided into two long braids, hanging from the back of the head on the chest, skin like clotted fat, hands like soft wattles, in short, girls from top to bottom, is all beautiful, It's all just right.

The girl's appearance is like that of a fairy in Yaochi, and her voice is as graceful and crisp as a pechoin, as beautiful as a fairy, wearing a dark pattern and floral lilac leather robe, with a golden sheath full moon scimitar on her waist, riding on a horse, her body is tall and heroic, like a purple fox on the grassland.

Delicate and stunning, and heroic, such a woman can be said to be rare in the world, Hong Wuji's face can't help but be red, he couldn't speak, and he forgot the pain on his body...

"Cheap minion, the master asks you." A Yan cavalry saw that Hong Wuji was stunned and did not answer, so he stabbed the muddy ground beside Hong Wuji viciously, and the muddy water splashed, splashing Hong Wuji's body.

"It's... It's Gaoyou... Dan yang... No... Be... It's..."Hong Wuji only glanced at the girl, and then didn't dare to look at her anymore, and stammered incoherently and bowed his head in reply.

The girl smiled contemptuously, and couldn't help but feel a little smug in her heart, but most of it was contempt.

But anyone who has seen the girl's appearance is as amazing as Hong Wuji, but the girl is all contemptuous.

"It's getting late, let's go!" After the girl gave the right and right orders, she looked in the direction of the Yan army's camp, then rode her horse and whipped away.

Hundreds of Yan Tieqi followed the girl and walked away, and a burst of muddy mist rolled up, drenching Hong Wuji, who was still standing in place.

Who is she? Hong Wuji said secretly in his heart.

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"Smack!" With a bang, in the Yan army camp, Zhou Fugui threw his waist knife and fur-edged leather armor on the case of Murong Tengge, the battalion general of the Kokang battalion.

"Do what?"

Murong Tengge, who was looking at the battle report, was taken aback, raised his head and asked in amazement.

"Ministry, can you allow the end to unload the armor and return to the field?" The disheartened Zhou Fugui replied.

"Unload your armor and return to the field?" Murong Tengge almost laughed out loud when he heard this.

Before the age of twenty, you want to take off your armor and return to the field? Besides, where is there such a thing as unloading armor and returning to the field in the Great Yan Army? Unless it's a dead body.

"What's wrong?" Murong Tengge then asked.

"Nothing." Zhou Fugui was disheartened, and replied lightly: "It's that the last general can't see a chance of winning this battle." ”

"Bold, presumptuous!" Murong Tengge's face sank when he heard this, and he scolded: "You are a small team general, and you dare to talk about the war? Da Dan Yu issued a strict order, the left and right governors personally led hundreds of thousands of troops, with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai, the troops forced the Southern Dynasty, the Southern Dynasty rebel army was already panicked, how to say that there is no chance of victory? Zhou Fugui, this should be punished! ”

"Hmph, Tarzan is on top?" After Zhou Fugui sneered, he simply sat down and said, "Don't you hear about the embankment of thousands of miles, destroyed in the anthill?" Today, even if you cut me into seventeen or eighteen pieces, I will say that in my opinion, the army seems to be majestic, but in fact it has been defeated. ”

"Hmph, you've been defeated? Why? Just as Murong Tengge was angry, a man's voice suddenly came from the tent.

Murong Tengge turned his head to look at it and was taken aback.

"Governor, why are you here?" Murong Tengge then walked up to this person, touched his chest with one hand, bent down and asked.

The person who came was the Zuo Governor of the Great Yan Kingdom, King Zuoxian, King Murong Bolie of Guanning, or King Zuoxian of Guanning.

Murong Bolie, around forty years old, followed Yan Taizu to the north when he was more than ten years old, and it has been more than 20 years.

In the past 20 years, Murong Bolie conquered the east and west, fought in the south and the north, unified all ethnic groups in the north, went south to destroy Xia, etc., destroyed countless countries, and Murong Bolie made outstanding contributions to the Great Yan State.

Murong Bolie can seek the country internally, control the enemy externally, and win in decision-making, with the style of an ancient famous general, and is actually the first brave general and fierce general of the Great Yan Kingdom.

Murong Bolie, who was dressed in a brocade robe and had an extremely majestic figure, after taking a look at Zhou Fugui, led ten gold-armored guards straight into the big tent and sat on Murong Tengge's seat.

Your uncle, what kind of fairy is this? Governor of the Yan Army? Isn't that too much to blow up? Zhou Fugui looked at Murong Bolie in astonishment and said secretly in his heart, he scolded himself just now, and Murong Tengge, who was so awesome, saw him like a turtle grandson...

Murong Tengge had already stood up, but Zhou Fugui was sitting in the chair in a daze.

Zhou Fugui, a "flying immortal from outside the sky", doesn't know or understand Murong Bolie.

The so-called fearlessness of those who don't know is probably Zhou Fugui...