The clouds are dense, the snow is flying, the outside of Yanshan Mansion in Hebei Province is full of white and vast slaughter, and a small village thirty miles away from the city is dotted in the snowfield, but the wall has long been broken and there is no human atmosphere. At this time, a man walked quickly towards the village despite the wind and snow. The man was of medium stature, a lean man of about thirty years old, and he did not wear a hat in the heavy snow, and his head was covered with snowflakes. The man walked in a hurry, with a trace of white air rising from the top of his head, he spat out the turbidity in his chest, turned his head to look at the footprints behind him, gritted his teeth and walked into the village, and disappeared after a while.

After a while, six healthy horses roared, and the leader of the horse "shouted" to strangle the horse's head, the horse's front hooves soared, and the man stood up, and the knight rode very well, and the body rose and fell but the hips did not leave the saddle. The six people who came were all short men, but all of them had shaved their foreheads to reveal their blue scalps, their hair was tied in pigtails behind their heads, and their bodies were wrapped in thick fur jackets, as if they were dressed by the Beidi Jurchen tribe outside the Guanwai. The six of them gathered together and discussed with each other, and then dismounted and wielded weapons such as scimitars and maces, and walked into the village under the cover of each other.

Except for the occasional hoarse croaking of startled crows, the village was silent, littered with broken bricks and tiles left behind by the fire. The six of them searched for a moment, and the Jurchen warrior in the lead gave a look behind him, beckoning his companions to line up in a formation of two people in the front, middle and back and slowly gathered at the entrance of the ancestral hall in the village. With a "bang", the door of the ancestral hall broke and flew away instantly, and the first two Jurchen warriors jumped in on the left and right, but the room was still silent, and the two in the middle hesitated for a moment and stomped into the house with their weapons in their hands. At this moment, there was a sudden "poof", and the Jurchen warrior on the right side of the back fell forward on the threshold, with a hidden arrow stuck in the middle of the back of his head and penetrating into the brain marrow, seeing that he was no longer alive. The Jurchen warrior on the left immediately turned around and roared and rushed to a big tree opposite the ancestral hall, and two hidden arrows were fired at the same time, and the Jurchen warrior swung his knife and smashed an arrow, but the other arrow slammed into his thigh, but this person was extremely strong, stood up and dragged his injured leg and roared and rushed forward, and the four people in the ancestral hall also quickly waved their weapons to protect the vital point and rushed out in front of their injured companions.

A person jumped from the tree holding a long sword, it was the lean man from before, it turned out that he deliberately left footprints to lure the enemy to the ancestral hall in the village, but he relied on light skills to hide in the opposite tree to attack the enemy from behind, and sure enough, he succeeded in one blow. Seeing that his companions were killed and injured, all the Jurchen warriors were resentful, shouting and rushing up to fight, but the thin man was not afraid, a Jurchen warrior swept across with a mace, he saw that the opponent's weapon was heavy and did not dare to block hard, his right foot was a little backward to avoid, and the long sword in his hand immediately stabbed the opponent's shoulder socket, but the leather jacket worn by the Jurchen warrior was extremely thick, but the sword pierced into the flesh was not deep, and the Jurchen warrior was even more ferocious after the shoulder injury, and swept the mace in reverse. The thin man was slightly stunned when he saw that the sword could not penetrate, and in a hurry, he had to make a move to the iron plate bridge, and his waist fell back to avoid it, and he immediately stepped forward and took out the sword and penetrated the opponent's left chest with all his might.

On the left and right, a Jurchen warrior stepped forward to make the scimitar slash down, and the lean man drew his sword and retreated to avoid it, and at this time, a wolf's tooth arrow broke through the air, but it was the Jurchen warrior who had been injured by a sleeve arrow in the leg that attacked the enemy with a bow and arrow in the distance. The lean man at the moment has used the old to avoid the unavoidable, so he had to slightly lean to avoid the vital point, the long arrow went straight through the right arm, he gritted his teeth and endured the pain to hand over the sword to his left hand to continue fighting, but his left hand made the sword is not used to it, under the close siege of the other party's three people, the whole body martial arts are only used in ten percent, plus you have to be on guard against the opponent's bow and arrow from time to time, and the swordsmanship is gradually scattered and falling.

The lean man fought and retreated, trying to find an opportunity to take the road away, the leading Jurchen warrior saw his intentions, shouted and commanded his companions to fight desperately, he could not bandage the wound with his empty hand, the injury on his right arm was bleeding nonstop, and if he continued to fight, he was afraid that he would die of blood without the other party's action.

In the midst of anxiety, suddenly someone behind him shouted: "Ten steps to the east, there is a trap in the grass." The lean man didn't have time to think about it, and after retreating a few steps to the east, he forced the enemy away with a few fierce attacks, and then jumped up and jumped backwards. The two Jurchen warriors were in hot pursuit, one of them suddenly screamed loudly and fell to the ground, and his ankle was suddenly covered with blood by a trap, revealing Bai Sensen's bones, and the other Jurchen warrior was stunned in panic, and was stabbed in the throat by a thin man's sword. The Jurchen warrior who took the lead turned around and fled when he saw that the situation was not good, but he refused to escape alone in the crisis, and his companions with a hidden arrow in the leg struggled to run out of the village, but were chased by the thin man to the entrance of the village and killed one by one.

When the lean man returned to the village after killing all the enemies, he saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy sitting on the side of the road, his eyes empty and he didn't know where to look, just in a daze, a hoe thrown next to him was full of red and white things, and the Jurchen warrior who was caught and wounded by the beast had been beaten to shreds, and blood and brain marrow were splashed everywhere.

The thin man came and sat down next to him, while feeling out the gold sore medicine to stop the bleeding of the wound on his right arm, while asking the name of the young man, it turned out that the young man's name was Wei Qing, the son of a local hunter in this Yanshan Mansion, Yanshan Mansion was originally the Liao State Xijin Mansion, and later returned to the Song Dynasty to change its name to Yanshan Mansion, at that time it was when the Song and Jin countries signed a treaty to jointly cut Liao, the Song army was rotten and defeated by the remnants of the Liao State, so he had to ask the Jin State to send troops to capture the Yanshan Mansion and then sacrifice the gold and silver wealth to ransom it, but the Jin people were brutal, and only after a burning and looting the Yanshan Mansion was returned to the Song Court, Wei Qing's village was slaughtered by the Jin soldiers, and the whole village together with Wei Qing's parents were killed by the Jin soldiers, only he escaped by hiding in the underground grain cellar at home。 Wei Qing was afraid that the Jin soldiers would go and return, and he thought of avenging his parents, so he set up a trap for hunting in the village and then hid, and later met the lean man ambushing the Jin man in the village, and saw that he was invincible and couldn't help but feel the same hatred for the enemy.

The thin man heard that Wei Qing was very pitiful, and felt his help, so he said: "I have a heavy responsibility on this trip, and I shouldn't have revealed my name, but you and I have to help you get out of this catastrophe, so I have to tell you the truth." It turned out that this lean man's name was Liao Chunhua, a disciple of the Yunnan Diancang faction, after Shi Cheng went down the mountain to become the imperial guard of Dali, the small court of Dali has always paid attention to the dynamics of the big country, lest the foreign affairs should be inadvertently provoked by the crusade of the big country, this time he was sent to inquire about the news of the war in the north, and accidentally learned a big secret, but he chased down all the way for the Jin people to find out their whereabouts.

Liao Chunhua patted Wei Qing on the shoulder and comforted: "Little brother, since your whole family is unfortunately dead, it is better to go to Dali with me, although my Dali country is small, it is a comfortable livelihood, far better than the war in Hebei, and although the Central Plains is prosperous, but this time it seems that I will only be afraid to ...... in the future" Liao Chunhua was groaning to himself, and suddenly there was a whining horn sound in the distance, his face sank and he jumped on the roof next to him to look, only to see that about dozens of horsemen in the north were rolling towards the village.

Liao Chunhua thought for a moment and made up his mind, took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Wei Qing, and asked him: "Brother Wei, are you willing to avenge your parents?" Wei Qing stiffened his face and nodded vigorously, Liao Chunhua said: "In this case, you can hand this letter to the Song garrison in Lu'an Prefecture, but you must not reveal my identity." This is a secret letter written by the commander of the east road of the Jin army to the west road that I intercepted halfway, after the appointment to destroy the Liao, I will go south to attack the Song State, and after I ride a horse to the west to lead away the pursuing soldiers, you will go to the south to report the news, although the Song State is weak but wins in the number of people and the wealth of the people, as long as there is a precaution, it is expected that the Jin people will not succeed, and there will be many casualties under the Jin army's strong city, and it can be regarded as revenge for your parents." Wei Qing gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "Brother Liao, please rest assured, I will definitely send the letter to Song Jun."

Liao Chunhua nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then took out an object from his arms and handed it to Wei Qingdao: "There is a Xingguo Lane in the south of Dali City, and the end of the alley is a dead end, there is a well, and the green tile house on the side is my home, and I still have a wife and daughter in my family.

Wei Qing took it and saw that it was a green purse, the front was embroidered with the word "peace" with red thread, and there was a small word "Ping" at the bottom right, and the lace shading was embroidered with gold thread, and the needlework was very fine, and the people who wanted to sew and embroider were made with heart. Wei Qing remembered that before his father took him into the mountains to hunt for the first time three years ago, it took him more than half a month to carefully make a delicate small wooden bow for himself, and he said with a sour nose: "Brother Liao, let's go together, maybe you and I can get away with it." Liao Chunhua waved his hand and stood up and said: "Brother Wei doesn't need to say much, it is difficult to hide footprints on the snowfield, and the Jurchen Tartars are quite good at tracking, if no one leads the pursuers away, and the cavalry catches up in the wilderness, you and I will have no life, if you still want to avenge your parents, send the letter according to my words, and lest I die in vain."

Liao Chunhua said and went straight away, silently thinking in his heart: "I think that this Jin country will not be able to cross the Song Dynasty and attack Dali, but I hope that my Dali country can still be as peaceful as in the past, if I can help the Song Kingdom block the Jurchen south, I am worth it even if I die, but I suffer my poor wife and daughter", he stepped out of the village and stepped on a horse left by the previous Jurchen warriors and galloped westward, and the Jin army in the distance saw someone fleeing from the village, and they all beat their horses and whistled to the pursuit, and finally slowly turned into an ant-like small black dot in the field of vision until it disappeared.

After Wei Qing waited for them to go away, he knelt down in front of the house and prayed silently: "Father, mother, the child will go south, and I must try to slaughter some golden dogs to avenge you, and the second elder will bless the child to deliver the letter if he has a spirit in heaven." Wei Qing finished wishing, got up and wiped away his tears, never looked back, took the bow and arrows left by the deputy Jurchens, packed his bags and strode south.