The continuous mountains are majestic and steep, and the sky is straight up to the sky. The clear river at the foot of the mountain is winding like a dragon, not knowing its end, and nowhere to come. Heavy snow is flying all over the sky, covering the wilderness. The vast valley is covered with forests, and the vast mountain wind is boundless, with a biting cold.

The ground is three feet long, the rocks are frozen and cracked, the birds are extinct, and all the beasts are gone.

This is Hexi, and people are hard to come by.

——This is the view of the people in the Central Plains. In fact, Hexi is not short of people. Since the chaos in the Central Plains at the end of the Han Dynasty, countless people have come to Hexi to avoid wars.

During the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, the culture here was even more prosperous. Its literary style was strong and majestic, and it was surrounded by all rivers. It was much stronger than the soft and powerlessness of the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

So much so that no matter who occupied the north and the Central Plains, a large number of people would be sent to Hexi and transported those well-educated people to their jurisdiction, such as Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and Emperor Fu Jian of the Former Qin Dynasty.

To this day, all tribes live in Hexi, and the Han people are the main people. After Zhang Yichao defeated the eleven states in Hexi and presented the map to the court, officials went to Sha, Gua and other states to inspect, and they saw that "everyone was in Chinese clothes."

It was the generations of Han people who developed Hexi, making the wilderness a livable place.

However, in such a place, the current owner is not Han people, but Tubo people.

In front of a snow-covered birch forest, a group of people were walking on the slopes of He Sang, and the footprints behind them extended far along the riverside, and there was no end in the white world.

They had five people. An old man with sleeves with both hands, a fat man, a beautiful woman with a long sword in his hand, and two teenagers. Whether it was an old man or a child, it was far from difficult to walk in such an environment.

"Master, we have been walking for five days. When will we go?" asked a muffled voice.

"Another one and a half days away, you will reach Minzhou. If you are lucky enough, you may be able to see the village today without having to sleep in the wild." A slightly old voice answered without any emotion.

"One day and a half..." The first person to speak let out a desperate howl.

"Hmph! You can't stand it after only a few days of walking? The two little guys behind didn't say anything, you were talking too much along the way!" the old man said angrily.

"Master, why do we have to walk in the wild? If you want to go to Minzhou, just fly over directly?"

"Shut up! If you talk more, I will suck you!"

"Senior Sister..."

"Shut up!"

No one spoke anymore, and the team continued to move forward.

Until they finally found smoke rising in the river valley not far ahead in the white world.

"Someone! Someone has a senior sister, let's hurry up!"

There are more than twenty families in the river valley. This is a large village in the Hexi African city, which is far away from the prefecture and county towns. In such a quiet winter, the villagers in the village did not enjoy the tranquility they should have.

They were concentrated in the open space at the entrance of the village, surrounded by fierce Tubo soldiers. On the huge bonfire in front of them, the few sheep in the village were grilling the smoke.

A Tubo man in his thirties sat in front of the fire with a golden knife, biting the legs of lamb in his mouth, while occasionally glanced at the fearful villagers in front of him, with a bloodthirsty and cruel light flashing in his eyes.

Judging from his armor material, he should have a considerable status in the army.

His name is Shangxire.

After he lit the knife with the flesh-cutting knife in his hand, several young girls in the crowd were pulled out with a grin and rudely smiled and threw them at his feet.

Seeing this scene, some young and strong men among the villagers were so angry that they wanted to rush out with red eyes. Most of the men in the village made a living by hunting and did not lack courage. How could these Han men resist being insulted by a Tubo person?

With a puff, the knife that cut the flesh in Shang Xire's hand was nailed to the eyebrows of the fastest-moving man.

The man's body flew backwards and fell into the crowd. His limbs twitched twice and there was no movement.

For a moment, the crowd burst into flames, and shouted and wailed endlessly. The other men were not afraid, but instead moved faster. They roared a few times and swung their fists before Shangxi warmed up.

Shang Xire did not get up, nor did he look at these men. A look of contempt flashed through his eyes, and he did not see any movement. A strong wind suddenly rose under his feet, and snow around him storm like a sand curtain, covering the men's bodies!

In an instant, blood light flashed in the snow curtain, screams shrill and harsh, and several men flew backwards!

When they fell to the ground, they were covered in blood, their bodies could only spasm and could no longer move. But they did not die immediately. The pain made their faces twisted, and their eyes were filled with unwilling anger and hatred.

The others glared at Shang Xire, but did not rush out for a while. They knew very well that rushing out would only be to die. In Hexi, it is useless to be brave. Only by saving their lives can we have the opportunity to take revenge in the future.

Shang Xire stood up slowly, glanced at everyone with contempt, snorted coldly from his nostrils, and said in half-baked Chinese language: "Sometimes ago, I went to Longzhou to kill many Han people there, and robbed hundreds of slaves. That was a glorious moment. You didn't see it, it was a pity. Tell you that the land of the Han people will eventually belong to the Tubo warriors. The men and women of the Han people are destined to become slaves of the Tubo warriors!

"But after I came back, I heard that there were several Han people who had recently killed brave and noble Tubo monks in Weizhou, and countless people died at their hands! Humph, it was their luck that they did not meet them when they came back! Otherwise, they would have died without a complete body!

"The Japanese generals came here today to kill everyone in your village so that the Han people can know that the brave and noble Tubo warriors are not to be provoked! If they have the courage, let them come to Minzhou City to find me, the brave and wise Shangxire!"

It took more than three times the time to say it.

After saying these words, a glorious look appeared on Shang Xire's face. He stretched out his hands and looked up at the sky, and said in a chanting tone: "Great Moon Goddess, let this heavy snow come more violently, so that the bloody smell of these stupid and timid Han people will spread further..."

He muttered a lot in Tubo language, and finally crossed his hands in front of his chest, closed his eyes, and looked like he was communicating with the gods.

And his subordinates had raised the long bow and crossbow in their hands and aimed at the group of people being taken into custody!

Shang Xire waited for a while, and unexpectedly, the sound of the bow and arrow breaking through the air did not sound. This made him extremely dissatisfied. The soldiers under his command were all elite soldiers in a hundred battles. When did he not even understand his orders?

He opened his eyes in annoyance and was about to scold his soldiers. However, his mouth was already open, not only did he not even make a sound, but he could not close his eyes, his eyes full of ghosts.

Around him, no one of the more than a hundred men he brought was standing, all of them fell into the snow and in pools of blood.

Some of them were cut open in half, and their internal organs were emitting heat, looking extremely miserable!

Shang Xire thought it was an hallucination, so he shook his head, opened his eyes wide and looked at it carefully, but the scene did not change at all. This made him extremely frightened. Who would have killed all his soldiers in such a short time?!

There is no need to ask this question.

Because he saw that in addition to the surprised and surprised villagers, there were five more people in front of him.

A fat man, a stunning beauty, a dark-faced boy, a girl with a machete like a door panel, and an old Taoist priest standing far behind.

These people all looked at him.

Five pairs of eyes, but the same look.

This look made Shang Xire shudder and a strange sound in his throat.

That was the look of looking at the dead.

"You...Who are you?" The thick and unsolvable smell of blood in the air made Shangxire's scalp numb. This was his most accustomed to and favorite taste, but when these smells were emitted from his men, they were completely unbearable.

"The Tubo people in Weizhou died at our hands. I just heard that you wanted to find us? Now that we are here, why don't you draw your sword?" The one who spoke was not the old Taoist priest or the stunning beauty, but the girl holding a machete.

She had a pair of cat-eye-like eyes, which were originally extremely lively, crystal clear and beautiful, but now she seemed extremely cunning because it was full of murderous aura.

Shang Xire opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything except a rattle sound.

The girl's eyes drooped, and the coldness became even worse.

She began to walk towards Shangxire: "As a warrior, the enemy who had never killed or pulled his sword. But now, I am impatient. Remembering my name - being able to hear my name is your greatest glory in your life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword light had already arrived in front of Shang Xire!

Shang Xire swore that he had never seen such a fast and fierce sword light in his life!

He had no time to block his body with a sword, and an unbearable severe pain came from his arm, and then the blood mist pounced on his face, and his body flew backwards and smashed heavily on a big tree two feet away, with white snow falling.

His hand holding the knife burst inched with flesh and bones until his shoulders!

The broken shoulders are covered in blood and bones.

The big tree behind him where the two of them hugged each other was broken, so his spine also broke.

Shangxire was not dead.

But he wanted to die immediately.

Only by death can we no longer endure the great physical pain.

Unfortunately, the girl with her hair combed into a ponytail had no intention of ending her pain. She put away the knife and went to support the scared village girls.

The dark-faced boy glanced at the blood with contempt, and the pain was so painful that there was no human form of Shang Xire, as if he had caught a flee. But when he looked at the girl, he smiled with a flattering smile, "Wenwen, you haven't told him your name yet!"

The girl glared at him, "How many times have you said it, don't call me Wenwen! As for him, I changed my mind. He is too weak and does not deserve to know my name."

When Shang Xire heard this, if he hadn't had the power to move, he would have wiped his neck by himself.

As the villagers thanked them with gratitude, the old Taoist priest walked to the young and strong men covered in blood and bent down to treat their injuries.

"Dao...Master, do they still have any help?" The old village chief asked the old Taoist priest in a trembling voice.

The old Taoist priest turned to him and smiled kindly: "As long as you don't die, you can save me."

The old village chief thanked him for a long time, and then he suddenly remained silent for a while, then asked with his eyes lit up: "I heard that this time the Tubo barbarians invaded Guanzhong, but because of the Tubo nobles in Wei, Qin and other states, they were killed by several monks one after another, but they were helpless. They had to work hard in advance...Dare you ask, are those Tubo nobles killed by you?"

The old Taoist priest buried his head in healing people's injuries. When he heard this, he didn't raise his head: "It's us."

"Dare you ask the Taoist priest and several heroes?"

"Not considered a hero, old Taoist Chu Nanhuai."

"Su Emei."

"Wei Xiaozhuang."

"Liu Xiaohei."

"Li Wenwen."

"Oh, Wenwen, when did you change your surname to Your Highness?"

"You have to care!"
Chapter completed!