Everyone was stunned by the old man's terrifying face. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoAlthough these high-rollers live a life of licking blood from the knife all day long, they are more oppressive of good people, and rarely fight with others to the death.

And the scar on the old man's face was obviously cut by someone. Just this scar can show what kind of battles the old man has experienced in the past.

Everyone was blown away. They could even feel the pain of the slash in their face.

The old man's voice became hoarse, and he said slowly: "This scar was cut by the swords of the Khitans......

"Ah......h

The crowd let out a low exclamation again. Although there have been occasional frictions between the Great Liao and the Great Song Dynasty in recent years, there has been no major conflict. But the old man said that the scar was cut by the Khitans, and there was only one possibility - that is, the great war more than ten years ago......

"Could it be...... Are you ......?"

"That's right!" said the old man, his voice trembling a little, but with great pride. "I am the cavalry of the Northwest Army who followed Su Zhuo to the Great Liao during the Song Liao War!"

"Ahh This exclamation has changed from the initial disdain to amazement and appreciation.

Chen Ao has some understanding of the reasons for this change. As early as when Liang Cheng was in Liangcheng, he had already heard Jingchen and others talk about the battle more than ten years ago. That year, the Khitan army of 100,000 marched into the Song realm. At that time, the Central Plains made waves because of the wind Conggui and others, and provoked several people to make trouble.

Su Zhuo not only used his own wisdom to quell the internal turmoil, but finally led a cavalry of 5,000 people to go deep into the Khitan and gallop across the vast grassland, forcing the Khitan army to withdraw and retreat.

Such a feat cannot be done without a great mind. When Chen Ao heard this story, he couldn't help but feel excited, and couldn't help but want to ride a horse and follow such a hero across the world.

For the sake of its own authority, the imperial court kept this matter a secret, but if anyone found that it was spreading, it would be arrested and imprisoned. As a result, many people did not know the details. However, in the rivers and lakes and green forests, almost everyone knows about it.

If it weren't for Su Zhuo's feat of dying, I was afraid that the Central Plains would have already been ruined and the country would have changed hands. Therefore, no matter what people's evaluation of Su Zhuo is, when this matter is mentioned, you must always give a thumbs up and praise "good man" from the bottom of your heart!

The old man's expression was gloomy, and he said slowly: "Back then, I was just a captain, and no one knew my name. My fate is like the weeds in the northwest sand, destined to be mediocre and sink forever. However, it was because of that great war that I was fortunate enough to be able to fight side by side with Mr. Su! He let us know that we were not ordinary bed bugs. We can also be heroes! In that raid, I was besieged by three people, and the Khitan swords were slashing at my face. Blood blurred eyes, pain paralyzed nerves. I killed two of them desperately, but soon three more came around me. I thought I was going to die. Who knew that Mr. Su appeared at this time and used the long sword in his hand to kill a way out for me. And he himself didn't stop for a moment, turned around and killed the crowd again, and continued to rescue the other trapped comrades......"

There was silence in the lobby, and everyone was listening carefully to the old man's story. These people were the age of their strong blood, and there was hot blood flowing from their chests. At the time of the war, these people were probably teenagers who had just started to learn art. Hearing the old man's story, everyone felt that their hands were also trembling, as if they were also on the battlefield, fighting with the Khitan people to the death!

"I was fortunate enough to be one of those who survived, and I thought I was proud to return home, and everyone was happy. Who until that end...... "The old man's mournful voice told a story from a long time ago.

Chen Ao's heart was gloomy, knowing that this was destined to be a tragedy. It has already been thoroughly summarized in the history books that a person with high merit like Su Zhuo cannot be tolerated by a feudal monarch at all. Su Zhuo's prestige and power are too great, and no emperor can have such a mind and let such a person live in the world.

"Back then, as long as Mr. Su said a word, we didn't say a word, and we would definitely follow him! However, he just told us to lay down our weapons and go home early. And he himself went to the capital instead of us, entered the imperial city, and never came out again......"

The old man's words were already very bold, and they could be described as a great rebellion. The people in the lobby seemed to be a little frightened because of this, and they didn't dare to answer.

After being silent for a long time, Chen Ao suddenly stood up, picked up the wine bowl, and said loudly: "Such a feat, it should be a big white feat! Old man, there is wine here, if you don't mind, you might as well come and sit down!"

Tears had already appeared in the old man's eyes, and when he heard Chen Ao's invitation, he nodded slightly. At this time, the shopkeeper suddenly carried a pot of wine, walked up to the old man, and said, "Old man, I invited you for this pot of wine!"

At this time, many men had already picked up the wine bowl and toasted the old man in unison. They didn't do it for anything, they just respected the old man's feats back then.

Chen Ao was excited, not only remembering a famous saying of the US military: veterans do not die, but only wither.

There are more than a few heroes like this old man in thousands of years of history. And they did not leave their names, and even the deeds of many people were gradually forgotten by people with the passage of time. But it is precisely because of these people that they have continued the spirit of the nation and written a magnificent history.

Outside the gate of the Chamber of Commerce, the cold rain is still there. The cold wind blew in through the crack in the door, blowing the lights flickering.

Chen Ao stepped forward and toasted the old man with a bowl of wine. When I came back, I saw that several people on the seat were also red, and I was inexplicably excited.

Long Qingping said: "It would be nice if I could meet Mr. Su now......

Chen Ao smiled dumbly and said, "This great hero has passed away, and we don't have such a good life." ”

Su Fan and Hua Niansu were inexplicably excited, as if they had something to say, but they stopped talking. Chen Ao didn't care.

A strife, and so it ended. Everyone was drunk, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the purpose of their visit, and gathered around the old man to listen to him tell the story of the great battle. Until the second half of the night, when the old man finished speaking, everyone was still unsatisfied. But the night was late, and everyone knew that there were more important things to do tomorrow, so they had to disperse one after another.

Chen Ao waited until the end, watching the old man tremble and get up and go to the backyard. Su Fan suddenly said: "This old hero is the real man. We should make friends!"

When Chen Ao heard him say this, he also had this thought, so he hurriedly chased after the old man. As soon as I walked out of the lobby, it was a large courtyard. The bluestone pavement in the yard was soaked by the rain. The old man's rickety figure was not far ahead.

Su Fan took the lead, chased two steps excitedly, stopped abruptly, and stayed on the spot.

Chen Ao felt a little strange, stepped forward and patted Su Fan on the shoulder, and asked, "What's wrong?"

He followed Su Fan's surprised eyes and looked forward, only to see that under the big tree two steps away, a person was standing tall, with his hands behind his back, and his posture was high.

It was too dark to see the man's face. I heard him say softly, "Hello." ”

Su Fan laughed twice, and called hard, "Dad...... Daddy......"