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Chapter 44 Northland Man

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    When the Xiongnu invaded the south, billowing wolf smoke was lit along the Great Wall in the northern frontier of the Han Dynasty. One, two, three, and four wolf smokes rose into the sky and continued to pass from beacon towers to the distance. The four wolf smokes were the signs of the Han army.  The highest level of military warning in the system means that at least tens of thousands of wolf riders are heading towards the mainland of the Central Plains

    For a time, all the cities in the north closed their four gates. Soldiers from various counties began to set up defenses on the city. The merchants in the markets everywhere immediately dispersed. Countless civilians either poured into the large cities or began to move to the mountains.  My whole family, a large number of refugees running around, and the sound of wailing echoed through the fields

    Since the founding of the Han Dynasty, the military garrison system has been implemented in the northern frontier, which integrates soldiers and civilians. The people here are civilians in peacetime and soldiers in wartime. Yuyang County is located in the northernmost part of Youzhou, and Crouching Tiger Pavilion  It is in the northernmost part of Yuyang.

    When the two pavilions of Crouching Tiger and Panlong were established, they were originally two garrison groups. For hundreds of years, these loyal border guards defended the border while living and multiplying, and they gradually formed the two towns now.

    Now the billowing smoke from the border fortress has reawakened the fierce and iron-blooded side of Crouching Tiger Pavilion; in the center of the town, in front of the temple that had never been opened, the sound of war drums suddenly sounded as fast as a storm

    The long-lost drum beat sounded, and in an instant, the peaceful town like a lake suddenly turned into a pot of boiling oil. Huge shouts sounded from everywhere, whether they were busy in the fields or not.  Farmers, vendors hawking on the streets, old men sitting under trees, and residents listed on the Crouching Pavilion¡¯s household registration all immediately dropped their work and ran to their homes!

    Those who ran back were farmers, traders, and civilians, but those who came out were warriors wearing armor and holding weapons in their hands. Northland men, young and old, everyone can go into battle to kill the enemy in wartime.

    Xiao Yi, who was practicing boring by the river, was dragged to the square by Daniel and Ma Liu who heard the sound of drums. Although he was a Taoist priest, his name was actually written on the household registration of Crouching Tiger Pavilion, and  There are only two types of men with household registration; one is a warrior, and the other is an underage warrior!

    Because they had mounts and weapons for practicing martial arts, the three of them rushed to the square immediately.  On the high platform of the square, Xiao Yi was surprised to see the usually amiable 'old pavilion chief' wearing an old iron armor, with a polished cold-light ring-headed sword standing there majestically.  The sparse white hair on his head was combed meticulously today, and his drowsy old eyes were particularly bright at this time, without any of the drowsy look in the past. A black Han army flag was planted behind him, and then  The wind blows up and down!

    There is also the old fisherman who always brings fish to Xiao Yi in the market. At this moment, he is beating a huge war drum desperately. The dense drum beats make people's hearts tremble. It seems that the blood in his heart is boiling with the sound of the drum.  .

    The crowd continued to gather in the square, and finally they were clearly divided into three groups. One group was the same white-haired old soldiers as the old pavilion chief. They were all veterans who had fought on the battlefield. They were each wearing old armor.  , most of the weapons in their hands are primitive and incomplete. Although they are old, they all have calm expressions and are not chaotic at all. There is even a trace of excitement in their eyes, like an old war horse in the fire of life.  When it was about to burn out, they felt the excitement of getting another chance to charge on the battlefield. Perhaps this war drum beat has never subsided in their hearts!

    The second group is the masters and apprentices in the blacksmith shop who follow the blacksmith and cobbler. These are all strong men in Crouching Tiger Pavilion. Although the number is relatively small, they are the main force in the pavilion. Look at the weapons in their hands, steel  The knives, spears, fire tongs, and hammers were all obviously copied from the blacksmith shop.

    The last group was the guys standing behind Xiao Yi. They were all teenagers, and they were the largest group. As for the weapons in their hands, they were all kinds of, including kitchen knives, horse spoons, wooden sticks, etc.  Bench legs At this time, the young faces showed both nervousness and excitement.

    In the end, even the old Taoist ¡®Chuchenzi¡¯, who was wearing a Yin-Yang Water-Fire Taoist robe, also appeared in the queue in front of the temple carrying his ¡®Zhenwu Tai Chi Yin-Yang Peach Wood Sword¡¯!

    At this point, Xiao Yi completely understood what it meant¡ª¡ªall men in the North can carry swords!

    When the fierce and high-pitched war drums suddenly stopped, the whole square was already full of people. Even the women and children stood silently not far away. The old pavilion chief shouted in a deep and old voice: "Open the temple door and worship the heroes."  !¡±

    As the old door of the temple slowly opened, countless spiritual tablets appeared in everyone's eyes. The densely packed spiritual tablets were engraved with the names of those who died in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion in the past generations. All the townspeople lowered their heads in silence, and someThe younger ones even began to cry softly. Their ancestors, relatives, flesh and blood are buried here

    "Why does the temple door never open? Why are most of the old, weak, women and children in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion? It turns out that the young and strong are all here!" Looking at the touching scene in front of him, Xiao Yi's heart also surged with passion, and he learned from those old warriors.  Like this, beating his chest with his right hand, paying the highest military salute to these heroes who died in battle!

    Crouching Tiger Pavilion originally had a population of about 1,000 households. However, due to successive years of war, the imperial court transferred a large number of young and middle-aged people from Crouching Tiger Pavilion to join the army. Coupled with military disasters, droughts, and plagues, the population of the town dropped to less than 400 households.  And most of them were old and weak, women and children. Xiao Yi counted more than 300 men standing in the square just now, almost one man from each household. These should be all the remaining men in Crouching Tiger Pavilion.

    Looking at the solemn old pavilion chief on the high platform, Daniel quietly told him, "Crouching Tiger Pavilion belongs to the military camp, where soldiers and civilians are one. The old pavilion chief is also the 'Diannong Captain'. I heard that he used to follow him when he was young.  General Dou Gu's troops came out of Mobei and fought bloody battles with the Xiongnu."

    As the drums stopped, the old pavilion chief announced loudly with a loud voice: "The smoke has sounded the alarm. The Huns have invaded. From today onwards, Crouching Tiger Pavilion will resume the wartime system. If anyone is greedy for life and afraid of death, kill him! If anyone escapes privately, kill him!"  Anyone who disobeys military orders will be killed!!"

    The crowd below was silent. Although many young people looked nervous, no one was timid. At this time, the Han people were extremely proud. In their eyes, the Huns and Wuwan people were all second-class.  Citizen; Under the sky, there are only big men!  Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty brought them too much glory and confidence. You may be able to kill them on the battlefield, but you can't make them fear or admit defeat.

    Looking at the crowd with high morale, the old pavilion chief nodded with satisfaction and began to assign tasks, "Blacksmith Niu Hong, you are responsible for leading all apprentices to forge weapons under the starry night, without any mistakes!"

    "No!" Blacksmith Niu stepped forward to salute, and then returned to his own team.

    "Leatherworker Zhang Ji!" You are responsible for leading some people, preparing leather armor, and repairing bows and arrows for use in war.  "

    The cobbler still looked gloomy, said nothing, and bowed with his fists clasped.

    "Where is Xiao Yi?" The old pavilion chief's eyes finally turned to the young people living in Wuchou: "You are responsible for gathering the horses, arranging manpower, and patrolling everywhere. Once traces of the Huns are found, immediately set off fireworks to warn!"

    "No!" Xiao Yi stood up in line without hesitation. As the boss of Wuchouju, the leader of the teenagers, and a member of Crouching Tiger Pavilion, he should shoulder his responsibilities.

    "The rest of the people should seize the time to repair and heighten the town wall, and all the women should rush to make dry food without any mistakes!" the old pavilion chief gave the final order.

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