On this day, I traveled to noon, and met groups of flowers along the way, looking at the bags on my waist, all of them were more than five, and I looked at the walking posture of those people, many of them were carrying the upper class light work, and I didn't wonder: "Could it be that the beggar gang has any action? Could it be that the beggar gang has gathered a large number of people to compete with Zizhu Palace? This excitement is a must-see." "He didn't have a good impression of the beggars, and the same was true for Zizhu Palace. These **** have already seen through the world, the game world, and I want to see what this group of flowers have done, he is no different from a beggar, but no one knows him, so he walks with the public. After walking for a while, I heard one of the Hanako in the crowd say, "We have to speed up our pace, otherwise it will be bad to miss the hero's feast." When the heroes of the world gather together, we can also open our eyes. Another flower child said: "The gang leader is seriously ill, Elder Cui and they have already taken the first step, it is rare that this time the old alliance leader of Xuanyuan takes our beggar gang as the priority, so let us go together." Another said: "This time is related to the rise and fall of the country, and it is not just a matter in the martial arts, the beggar gang is the first big gang in the martial arts, and the old alliance leader naturally values us." Seeing Zhang San listening to them, he glared at him, and then stopped talking. When Zhang San heard them say the hero's banquet, he was slightly startled, and muttered in his heart: "It turns out that they are going to participate in a hero's banquet in groups." Then he thought about it: "They said that heroes in the world will go, maybe my sister and the Snow Mountain faction will also go, I might as well go and have a look." "Make up your mind and follow the beggars. Someone in the beggar gang made an incision and asked him if he was going to participate in the feast, Zhang San stared at him and didn't answer, just mixed in with the crowd, walking back and forth.

The largest inn in a small town in Shaanxi is called "Anji", which is a safe and auspicious color head. The climate in the northwest region is changeable, first cold and warm, and in the past few days, there have been sandstorms. Many of the guests who were about to pass by were unable to leave the journey and took refuge in several nearby inns. Although "Anji" is the largest inn, it has long been full, but fortunately, the hall is spacious, and many merchants and tourists who can't find an inn gather here. The guests looked at the gray sky, and estimated that most of them would not be able to make the trip tomorrow, and their eyebrows were full of sorrow.

It was getting dark, but the storm was getting stronger, and suddenly the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and two carriages and three horses stopped at the door of the inn. An old guest in the hall frowned and said, "Another guest is coming." ”

Sure enough, I heard a woman's voice say, "Shopkeeper, prepare a few spacious and clean upper rooms." The shopkeeper smiled and said, "I'm sorry for your old age, the small shop is already full, and I can't make room for it." The woman said, "All right, then let's open one less." The shopkeeper said: "I'm really sorry, when you come, the small shop can't be invited, but today the guests are really full." The woman waved her horsewhip, smacked her in the air with a "snap," and reprimanded: "Nonsense! If you open an inn, you don't have a store, and what kind of store do you open? Can't you tell people to let you go? Just give you more money for the store." So saying, he burst into the hall.

When everyone saw this woman, their eyes suddenly lit up, only to see that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, with an apricot face and peach cheeks, a beautiful face, wearing a royal blue brocade shirt, and a string of pearls hanging from her neck. Behind the girl, a group of people walked in one after another, there were men and women, each wearing a sword, and all the merchants were intimidated by the girl's momentum, and the people who were talking were silent, staring at everyone blankly.

The shopkeeper bowed down and said with a smile: "Grandma, you see, these guest officers can't find a store." If you don't feel aggrieved, let everyone move a place and make room for you, and you will be here for a night, and when the wind stops tomorrow, you may be able to leave. ”

The girl was so impatient in her heart, but seeing that this scene was also true, she frowned and said nothing. A woman in white behind her said, "Sister, I think we'll be on the verge of a while." The girl was a little unhappy, and was about to speak, when a young man of her age spoke up, "In this weather, I don't see many people sitting in the lobby, what kind of temper are you playing!" The girl in the royal blue shirt said angrily: "You!" The young man looked at her with direct eyes, but he didn't care. The girl shook her hand, snorted, and turned her head away from him. Someone behind him came out to play a round and said, "I can't say it, I can only do it here." A few people asked the shopkeeper to find a table quickly, and the shopkeeper agreed, and after a while, a large table was vacated.

Soon after the people sat down, the shopkeeper brought the food. The dishes were also hearty, with chicken and a large pot of white wine. The men drank a lot of wine, and drank bowl after bowl, and everyone sat around the table, listening to the wind outside the door, and they didn't feel sleepy for a while.

A man with a Shanxi accent said: "This weather is really torturous, it rains for a while, it winds for a while, God really doesn't give people a good life." A short man with a Hubei accent said: "Don't complain, we have a stable meal here, what are we fighting for? As long as you have lived in our siege of Xiangyang, no matter how bitter the world is, it will become a comfortable nest." When those people heard the words "Xiangyang Siege", they glanced at each other.

A guest with a Cantonese accent asked, "May I ask my brother, what happened in the siege of Xiangyang?"

The Hubei guest said: "You have already heard of the cruelty of the Mongolian Tartars, so there is no need to say more. That year, more than 100,000 Mongolian troops stormed Xiangyang, and the defenders were a mediocre and incompetent man, fortunately the old league leader of Xuanyuan led a group of martial arts heroes to fight against the enemy...... "The two girls before heard the name of "Xuanyuan old alliance leader", their expressions moved. Listening to the Hubei guest continued: "The hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Xiangyang City are also trying their best to die in the city, and none of them flinched back. Like the villain, he was just a small merchant with a cart, and he also moved earth and stones, and exerted all his strength to help defend the city. The big arrow scar on my face was shot at the Mongol Tartars. Everyone looked at his face and saw that there was indeed an arrow wound the size of a teacup under his left eye, and they couldn't help but be in awe.

The Guangdong guest said: "I have a lot of people in the Great Song Dynasty, if everyone is like a brother, no matter how fierce the Mongolian Tartars are, they can't occupy my country." The Hubei human: "Yes." You see, the Mongolian army has been attacking Xiangyang for more than ten years, and it has never been able to defeat, but other places are hand-to-hand, I heard that dozens of foreign countries in the Western Regions have been wiped out by the Mongolian soldiers, and our Xiangyang has always stood like a mountain. The Mongolian prince Kublai Khan came to the city to supervise the battle, but he couldn't help us Xiangyang people. He said with a smug look.

The Cantonese guest said: "The common people are going to fight hard with the Tartars, if the Tartars come to Guangdong, look at our Cantonese Yankees and have a good time with ******." The Hubei human: "If you don't fight with the Tartars, you will not be killed." The Mongol Tatars could not attack Xiangyang, so they caught the Han people outside the city, tied them under the city and beheaded them one by one, and the children of four or five, six or seven years old were tied with ropes, and let the horses pull them, dragged under the city and ran around the city, less than half a circle, and the children had already lost their breath. We heard the cries of the children in the city, and it was like a knife cutting our hearts. The Tartar can scare us into surrender by resorting to such brutal means, but the more vicious he is, the more we will defend it. That year, the grain in Xiangyang City was eaten up, and the water was gone, and even the bark and sewage were eaten and drunk later, but the Tartars never came in. Later, the Tartars had no choice but to retreat. The Cantonese said: "In the past ten years, if it weren't for Xiangyang's unyielding, half of the Great Song Dynasty would have been gone." ”