Chapter 157: The Mongol Cavalry

"Protect the good guys, fight the bad guys, and don't make the bad guys do bad things. Huzi replied very crisply, and his voice was crisp and resolute.

The absence of resentment and gore in this answer satisfied Mito, who knew that this pure heart, though deeply scarred, was not blinded by hatred. Maybe it was because of the feeling, Mi Tu asked casually: "There are a lot of bad people in the world, can you manage it?"

Huzi's big eyes blinked and blinked, and he thought for a while before he raised his head and said, "You can fight as much as you can, Huzi will work hard." ”

Mi Tu laughed, Huzi's seemingly childish answer touched his heart. He has seen too much blood and tragedy in the past few years, so what if he has made great progress in martial arts? He can only protect the small side of the small village, which makes him feel deeply powerless, his spirit is quite depressed, and it is even more difficult to make an inch of progress in martial arts. But Huzi's next words deeply touched his heart.

Huzi looked at the smile on Mitu's face, and thought that he was laughing at his answer for being too naïve, and immediately added: "Big brother, what Huzi said is true, even if Huzi can't manage too many things, but he must protect his grandmother, as well as Xiaohua and Shishi, they are all Huzi's relatives, and Huzi must protect them from being bullied by others." ”

"Protecting one's loved ones may be the last bottom line for a martial arts practitioner. Mi Tu thought so, he looked up at the north sky again, the haggard figure was turning away with tears in his eyes, "Huzi's answer was very simple, it seemed a little naïve, but a pure heart was about to come out. This is a troubled world, there are too many weak people who need help and protection, although they do not have the power to turn things around, but as a person who practices martial arts, he must do his part. ”

Looking at the northern sky, the figure haunted by the dream appeared in front of her again, "She is walking an unknown and dangerous road, I really can't help her, but I must protect her safety." He told himself again. He gently picked up the tiger and met the old woman who was staggering.

"Huzi, come here, don't always pester the big brother. Grandma Huzi reprimanded Huzi softly.

"Ao!" Huzi pouted and was a little reluctant, but he still obediently jumped out of Mitu's arms and returned to his grandmother.

"It's okay, Huzi is very sensible. Mitu smiled and defended Huzi.

After everyone got along for so long, Grandma Huzi had already regarded Mitu as her closest nephew, and she looked at Mitu and said: "Shaoxia, you have done so many things for us, you are the great benefactor of our village, we should not drag you down anymore." ”

Since the first time he arrived in the village, he was deeply moved by the simplicity of the Huzi family, and regarded himself as a member of the village, but now he didn't expect Huzi's grandmother to say such a thing, and quickly said: "Why do you have to say this, we are all a family." ”

Grandma Huzi's face was moved, but she still said: "It's not that the old woman is delicate, it's really that you have a good skill, you shouldn't be limited to this small village, you should go to a bigger world." ”

Since the tragedy of that night, Mitu has seen the extraordinaryness of the old woman in a series of behaviors of Grandma Huzi, and now when I hear Grandma Huzi say this, I have to defend a few more words. Grandma Huzi stopped his words and continued: "Actually, since you came back this time, I can see that you have too many worries and worries in your heart, you don't have to explain, Auntie knows your mind." But now that the village has been robbed, you should go about your own business."

Mi Tu was very touched by Grandma Huzi's thoughtfulness, he looked at Beitian and it was really difficult to let go of the worries in his heart, and finally he retracted his gaze and said to Grandma Huzi: "Wait a few more days, and when this catastrophe really calms down, we will make plans." ”

Grandma Huzi didn't insist, but Huzi was extremely reluctant, he broke free of his grandmother's hand and grabbed her hand, and threw himself in front of Mitu and hugged his leg tightly and said, "Big brother, don't go, Huzi can't bear you!"

He is speechless, he really likes this tenacious and smart and very pitiful child. He leaned over and picked up Huzi, gently wiped the tears from his little face, and pressed his immature little face tightly against his own cheeks.

In the next few days, Mitu expanded the scope of his inspection, but no more routs were found within a radius of dozens of miles, and he was initially determined.

Fourth, Mitu went to Hejian Mansion to inquire about the news, and after the war, it was naturally full of gossip, and Mitu couldn't, so he had to wait until night to break into Hejian Mansion once. At this time, the prefect of Hejian had long been unaware of running to his grandmother's house, the mansion had been occupied by the Yan army, and the martial arts that had been exhausted soon found the thousands of households that were ordered to guard the Yan army in the river.

The thousand households were still very resistant to Mitu at first, but when the person in charge confirmed that the person in front of him was really the Mitu who had helped his army several times, he immediately became extremely respectful. Seeing that the question asked by Mitu did not involve military secrets, he happily answered Mitu's question. At this time, Li Jinglong had already retreated to Texas, but Zhu Di did not pursue deeply, but garrisoned around Beiping, reorganized his troops and horses to sweep up the remnants of the enemy, and tried to restore order in the land of Yanzhao as soon as possible, so as to lay a foundation for the next big battle. Now that most of the rout of the imperial court has been gathered, even a very small number of people have already fled south and dare not stay in the hinterland of Yan Zhao.

Mi Tu was very determined, and decided to stay in the village for a few more days before going north to Saiwai, he really didn't worry about Han Jing'er staying alone in such a harsh environment.

The starlight is cold, and he sits alone on the soil ridge, at this time his mind is quiet, gently exhaling the aura of heaven and earth, and silently evolving the true meaning of martial arts in his heart. He deduces various stunts based on "True Martial Arts", which is a melting pot, and what he has learned is quite miscellaneous, and he must be tempered repeatedly, to leave the essence of the dross to lay the foundation for his martial arts path.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound of horses' hooves, and Mitu immediately woke up, and immediately opened his eyes to see several horses galloping on the main road outside the ridge. There were six or seven of them, two in front, three in the middle, and two in the back, and the distance was wide open, not fast, and always remained the same.

"Riding a horse late at night and quite orderly?" Mi Tu immediately frowned, and immediately concluded that this must be someone in the army. He didn't dare to be careless, so he quickly got up and sneaked down to hide on the side of the road at the entrance of the village, wanting to see what the path of this group of people was.

In a matter of moments, the cavalry had come and gone. The starlight was dim, although he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but he saw that the two people in the lead were already stationed on their horses, only to hear the sound of iron colliding softly, and the two steel knives were already in the hands of the two, obviously very vigilant.

Mi Tu's heart was even tighter, and he immediately sneaked silently to the front of the two, and at this moment, the three horsemen behind had already caught up. The two men immediately turned their horses and leaned in, and muttered to the first of the three.

"Mongolian!" Mi Tu immediately frowned, "How could there be a Mongol here, could it be that the Mongols have entered the customs?" He didn't dare to be careless, and immediately listened intently. (To be continued.) )