Chapter 4: Youthful Blood

The next day, the sky was clear, the golden mangs were boundless, and the sky was cloudless.

Riding out of the east gate of Xiangyang, the man was wearing a black cloak to cover his eyebrows, stepped down on a silver saddle and white horse, and a black long sword was faintly visible at his waist between the closing of the waist. Stopping on the official road that extends in all directions, he looked firmly to the north.

The north has been in turmoil for many years, the people are weak, and there are many years of severe drought, food is not enough, the people are displaced, and there are often dead bones on the road.

The Hu people were brutal, due to the lack of military rations, the captives and the people were put into the pot to cook, the northern city was lost, 50,000 women and children were captured, and the Hu people ate them clean in one winter. This incident shocked the world. But in the north, in addition to the famous families who can also have food to eat, ordinary people often have Yizi to eat and cook human flesh.

Qu Gao looked at it fixedly for a while, and suddenly clamped the horse's belly, and the white horse let out a long roar, and then opened his legs and galloped north.

Three hundred miles to the north, is Nanyang, Nanyang is located between Luoyang and Xiangyang, at this time is a very dangerous place. Shi Hu, one of the leaders of the Hu people, had already given an order that as long as you were a Hu person, no matter what you were missing, clothes, belongings, or women, you could ask the Han people generously! Qu Gao heard that there were often Hu cavalry rebellion in Nanyang, but fortunately, the people of Nanyang were fierce and brave, and the Hu people did not ask for favor a few times. Moreover, I heard that many righteous people gathered in Nanyang City, vowing to defend Nanyang City.

Qu Gao has read etiquette since he was a child, practiced martial arts, and was educated by Taigong, with a heart of loyalty and righteousness to serve the country, and he is thinking about it. Now Nanyang is in danger of survival, people's livelihood is in the midst of fire and water, at this time on the horse, Qu Gao only feels that the blood is like a tide, constantly surging and rushing.

Walking and stopping, I finally arrived in Nanyang in the evening of the second day, and I had seen too many ragged homeless people along the way, and then I had no waves in my heart when I skimmed the bloodstained and devastated city wall.

Qu Gao thought about it for two days, but he didn't understand what the purpose of coming to Nanyang was, killing a few Hulu? Or save a few refugees? Or is it just to make your own blood peaceful? If you don't understand, you don't think about it. Taking off the hat, straightening the clothes, the handsome little face shone under the golden thread of the setting sun, and with another drive, the white horse slowly stepped into the city gate.

On the road, Qu Gao thought to himself that when the world's critics are the most important, even if they are children of a poor family, they have integrity and integrity, and no one dares to despise them. If he is lucky enough to slash a few Hulu, or achieve a fame, at that time, the horse is noble, this white horse is so powerful, how can it be nameless?

This white horse is given by the king's head, when keeping in mind its grace, the king's head has the reputation of "jade face", Qu Gao named the horse "white face", at first it sounded vulgar, chanted a few times, Qu Gao felt that the white face is no different from the shadow, Lu, Chitu, etc.

Walking into the city, Fanggan Street Market is depressed, more than half of the stores are closed, dilapidated houses can be seen everywhere, and the streets are full of dirty homeless people, who look at Qu Gao with blank eyes, and then lower their eyes again, staring blankly at the ground.

Qu Gao couldn't bear it in his heart, but he could only continue to move forward, the dry food he brought was sufficient, but only within his sight, there were hundreds of refugees, and this bit of dry food would not help.

After a while, there are fewer and fewer refugees, and most of the cities are the residences of wealthy people, and there will be food stored at home, and they will not starve to death for a while, but along the way, there are also many courtyards that have been emptied and locked, and it is estimated that they can't stand the famine and war, and the family moved south.

After walking for a long time, I saw an inn that was still open, Qu Gao tied his horse, walked into the store, and several pairs of eyes looked at him together, Qu Gao couldn't help but be surprised. As far as the eye can see, there are four people sitting in the store, all dressed in rivers and lakes, holding knives and swords, and their eyes are showing fierceness, staring straight at Qu Gao's heart.

"Where is Lang Jun from?" Xiao Er stepped forward, looked at Qu Gao, stopped at the sword on Qu Gao's waist, and asked with a smile.

Qu Gao came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and replied, "Come to Xiangyang?" Xiao Er's face was suspicious, his eyes widened, and he asked, "What are you doing in Nanyang?" Qu Gao glanced at everyone again, and replied with a weak heart: "It's okay, visit relatives." ”

"Hahahaha, Xiao Langjun is so bold, and he also learns to fight swords?" In the corner of the inn, a sound was like a bell, which led everyone to look there. There was a rude man in the corner of the hall, the fierce man was seven feet long, with an ape arm and a tiger's waist, holding a half-zhang three-ring knife in one hand, and tearing a leg of mutton in the other hand, with fierce sweat and beard, thick eyebrows, two sideburns and green tendons straight into the corner of the clouds, and a fierce face.

After making up his mind, Qu Gao raised his voice and asked, "What does the strong man mean by this?" ”

The strong man drank a bowl of wine, put down the half-gnawed leg of mutton in his hand, turned sideways, and said to Qu Gao: "You are riding alone and riding to visit relatives in this chaotic Nanyang City?" Why do you come to visit relatives and go to the hotel? Qu Gao's face was red and white, and the strong man said: "I see that you have a milky face, a sword and a horse, you must be a fledgling Jiaoyou son, thinking of this Nanyang City is a chivalrous name, yes or no?" ”

Although Qu Gao had never experienced such a scene, he was afraid in his heart, but his grandfather was a soldier for three generations, and his cultivation since childhood made him deeply planted with military iron and blood in his bones. Otherwise, what a lifetime of false fame! ”

As soon as these words came out, the four of them were amazed, and everyone was shocked, it was such a bold statement that came from the mouth of a handsome and weak child.

The strong man stared at Qu Gao for a long time, and saw that although he was born delicate and weak, he was sitting there, and there seemed to be a sense of righteousness lingering in his body. Suddenly, he slapped the table and said loudly: "Okay, I have a young man like this, why worry about the mountains and rivers again!" Let me tell you the truth, here Zhu Shizhu is recruiting righteous people to save Nanyang, if Xiaolangjun is really a husband, he should be a comrade and join the country! ”

Qu Gao was already enthusiastic about the soup, and at this time the opportunity was in front of him, and he was busy applauding again and again, and the strong man saluted Qu Gao with a bowl of wine, and then he ate the leg of mutton again.