The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 136 Mutou Mountain Village
The Jin cavalry ambushed between Ju and Hai states heard that the army was defeated and hurriedly retreated, but were caught by Lao Lang who led his troops to the rescue.

Attacked from both sides, this only remaining force was not spared and was completely wiped out.

The cavalry commander who had managed to escape from Juzhou City earlier was not so lucky after all. In the chaos of the army, he was killed by Gu Ping'an with a single sword.

It was a resounding victory, but it was a pity that the two leaders of the Li family died on the battlefield before they could fulfill their ambitions.

Li Fu's body was eventually found without a trace, but Li Quan's body was barely recovered, but it had been trampled upon by people and horses and was completely unrecognizable.

For several days thereafter, the entire city of Juzhou was in mourning, but no one knew how many people there were who truly offered their respects.

In short, after this battle, Yang Miaozhen's titles of "Mulan Reincarnation" and "Female Zhuge Liang" became more and more famous in the army.

As a woman, she fought bravely on the battlefield, and with a pear blossom spear, she killed the elite troops of the Jin army, leaving them in disarray. She was also able to make plans and defeat the enemy with a small force, and almost annihilated the entire army of 50,000.

This achievement alone is enough to leave her the name "Miss Yang Si" in later history books.

As for Gu Ping'an and the other two who had made the greatest contribution in this battle, they became heroes who seemed to have descended from heaven to earth in the eyes of the soldiers.

Apart from anything else, the rapidly increasing reputation value alone is enough to illustrate the problem.

After the war was settled, Gu Ping'an did not stay any longer. He said goodbye to Yang Miaozhen, Jiang Lin and others, and left Juzhou with Mu Nianci, heading towards Zhongnan Mountain.

Today, the Mongolian army is powerful and unstoppable. Although the Red Turban Army became famous in one battle and attracted a constant stream of righteous men to surrender, it is still difficult to hold on alone. I am afraid that it will still be difficult to resist in the future.

The only solution now is to try the token of my grandmother to see if it can really command the original rebel army.

The two men bypassed Bian Jing and headed west along the Yellow River. The closer they got to Mongolia, the more devastated the country became.

It was clearly the autumn harvest season, but the fertile fields that should have been brimming with wheat were now barren.

That day we arrived at Hukou, and from then on we crossed the Yellow River to the south, and were not far from Chang'an.

As dusk fell and the sky grew darker, they saw a deserted mountain village ahead. The two men simply led their horses into the village, intending to find an abandoned house to spend the night.

This place is not far from Gengzhou, which is an important place to protect Pingyang Prefecture. The Jin and Mongolian armies have been fighting for it for several months.

The battle was extremely stalemate, with countless casualties on both sides. Along the way, in the villages large and small, there was not a single adult man, not even an old man over sixty years old.

In such a chaotic world, anyone with a little more courage would have fled with their family long ago.

Looking at the village where nine out of ten houses were empty, Mu Nianci sighed, not knowing what she was thinking.

The two of them had not taken a few steps when a young woman in tattered clothes came out from the corner of the wall in front of them, holding a swaddling baby in her arms, lowering her head and coaxing the baby softly.

For some reason, the horse behind Gu Ping'an looked up at the sky and snorted.

With a "puff" sound, the woman was startled by someone and her body trembled. She lost her grip on the swaddling clothes and the swaddling clothes fell out of her arms.

Fortunately, Gu Ping'an was very good at Qinggong, and he immediately jumped forward and finally caught it in time.

The baby in the cradle was only two or three months old. He was so frightened that his little mouth pouted and he started to cry loudly.

Gu Ping'an was frightened by his crying and wanted to return him to the woman.

But before he could look up, the woman screamed and started punching him in the face.

"Sanbao! Give me back my child!"

As soon as she shouted, there was a loud crash in the yard, as if dishes were breaking, and then an old woman ran out in panic.

Gu Ping'an was completely confused. He had clearly saved her young son out of kindness, but why was he being chased and beaten by her instead?

Unfortunately, this woman has no martial arts skills at all. If I use my internal energy to resist, I'm afraid she will be seriously injured.

He had no choice but to protect the baby and retreat, but she did not stop and continued to chase him.

The old woman was about to raise her hand to stop him, but when she saw him retreating with the child, she hurriedly begged, "Sir! Please be kind, my family really has no male heirs!"

Official? Male?
"Don't worry, sister. We are not bad people!"

Mu Nianci came to her senses, walked forward, held the woman, and comforted her softly.

Gu Ping'an took the opportunity to rush to the door and handed the baby to the old woman.

When the woman looked back and saw that the child was safe and sound, all her passion vanished from her body and she almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Mu Nianci caught her in time.

"Auntie, we were just passing by and happened to see the child fall, so we helped him, not trying to take him away."

Gu Ping'an glanced at the woman, pinched his brows, and looked helpless.

The woman also knew that she had caused a misunderstanding, and she looked apologetic and apologized repeatedly.

The old woman wiped her tears and sighed, "I'm so sorry. I was confused for a moment and offended you, young master. I hope you will forgive me."

"It's okay." Mu Nianci smiled at them and said softly, "He's very strong. I hope he didn't hurt my sister."

Elbows turned out?

Gu Ping'an turned his head and looked at him, his face puzzled and a little aggrieved.

When the woman saw his reaction, she thought the two of them were funny and burst out laughing.

The old woman was simple and honest, but still felt guilty. She added, "I'm sorry for offending you just now. It's getting late. If you two don't mind, why don't you stay for a simple meal and rest for a night before leaving?"

"Thank you, Auntie," Gu Ping'an nodded in agreement, "I'm sorry for bothering you."

They had rushed here with only some dry food and water. Having a hot meal was better than having to make do with an abandoned house.

The woman led the two men into the house and sat them down, poured hot water, and went to the kitchen to help.

The house was not big, and there were some farm tools such as plows, rakes, hoes, and shovels piled up in the corner. However, the plowshares were damaged and the sickles were rusty, as if they had not been used for a long time.

Mu Nianci looked at the furnishings in the house. The cabinets, tables and chairs were a bit old, but they were spotlessly clean. There were also a few clean diapers hanging in the yard.

It can be seen that although this family lives in poverty, it is also warm.

"What's wrong? What are you looking at?" Seeing Gu Ping'an looking at the yard without saying a word, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"There's another person hiding in the woodshed."

Mu Nianci was startled, but remained calm and asked in a low voice, "Are you coming for us?"

"I don't know," Gu Ping'an shook his head slightly, "From the sound, it doesn't seem like he has any martial arts skills."

Just at this moment, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came into the room carrying dishes and placed them on the table.

There were only two things to eat: a plate of wild vegetables and a jar of porridge.

It was impossible to tell the variety of the wild vegetables, they were just blanched in boiling water and seasoned with coarse salt; the thin porridge was even more pitiful, half bran rice and half millet, which together only made up less than half an ounce of grain.

The old woman had dark skin, but one could still see a blush on her face.

"We are from the countryside, and the world is not good. We can't offer anything good to you. I hope you can forgive me."

As she spoke, she poured all the rice grains in the jar into the two bowls, and in front of her and her daughter-in-law was only half a bowl of rice soup.

Seeing the old woman inviting them to start eating, Gu Ping'an suddenly spoke.

"Auntie, isn't the guy in the woodshed coming with us?"

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