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

Chapter 171 Right and Wrong, Good and Evil
Those who were lucky managed to break out of the crowd, throwing away their weapons and weapons and fleeing in a panic.

Those who were unlucky became the dead souls of the people. Not only would their bodies not be left intact, but even their flesh and blood would turn into mud.

By the time it was getting dark, only one in ten of the ten thousand Mongolian cavalrymen had survived, and the area hundreds of feet around Jizhou City was covered with blood, forming a river.

[Kill the famous Mongolian general Kublai with one sword, saving the people from danger, and rewarding 2000 Jianghu reputation points.]

[Reputation level remains unchanged: Famous throughout the world (62531/100000) => Famous throughout the world (64531/100000)]

"We have to leave now. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape."

Seeing that the dust had settled and it was difficult to find a Mongolian soldier still on horseback, Gu Ping'an retracted his soft sword and told Mu Nianci and the others to leave as soon as possible.

If the people calm down, they will inevitably express their gratitude and thanks profusely.

Several people felt that what he said made sense, so they jumped on their horses, whipped their horses, and galloped away.

After a fierce fight, their clothes were all stained with blood, and the pungent smell of blood could be smelled from a long distance away.

This was obviously inconvenient to move around in the town, so the four of them had to go to the mountain village where they had met Uncle Shi's family, wash off the blood, and change into clean clothes.

The moon was at its zenith, and Guo Jing sat alone in the courtyard, staring at the starry sky in a daze.

"What are you thinking about?"

Gu Ping'an dragged a bench over to sit opposite him and asked softly.

"Brother Gu, tell me, who are the good guys and who are the bad guys in this world?"

"What are you thinking?"

"Wanyan Honglie caused my father's tragic death, and Uncle Yang has been displaced for many years. He is naturally a bad person."

Guo Jing was silent for a long time, then spoke slowly.

"The Khan ordered me to kill him and then sent troops to attack the Jin. I should have been a good person, but Kublai Lai committed the inhumane act of massacring the city. This leaves me deeply confused."

"Brother Guo, good and evil in this world are not absolute, just like the stars in the sky. How can we make a final judgment based on one person or one thing?"

Gu Ping'an pointed to the night sky. The stars were twinkling, as if the good and evil in the world were as complicated and difficult to distinguish as the stars.

"In the eyes of the Mongols, Temujin was a hero, a leader who led them to glory. But in the eyes of those who died tragically today, wasn't he also an unforgivable traitor?"

"Is there no absolute good or evil?"

"Seventh Lord knew that the old poisoner was cunning and vicious, yet he still risked his life to save him. But I killed him with my own hands. Tell me, who is good and who is evil, me or Seventh Lord?"

Guo Jing was stunned and said, "Seventh Master is naturally kind."

Gu Pingan asked again: "He saved the old poisonous creature. Will those innocent people who died at his hands say that he aided and abetted the evil?"

"This"

"This is what I want to tell you. Good and evil, right and wrong, all depend on you. Don't worry about what others think."

Guo Jing's heart moved, as if he had realized something.

"Brother Guo, we just need to stick to our hearts and take it as our responsibility to protect the weak and uphold justice. That is the way of chivalry."

Gu Ping'an spoke in a gentle and persuasive tone.

"Just like today in Jizhou City, our hands were stained with countless blood, yet we saved thousands of civilians. This is a chivalrous act. As for how others judge us, that is their business. It has nothing to do with you or me."

Guo Jing nodded slightly, his eyes gradually brightening.

"I understand! Master Hong En said that the so-called right and wrong, good and evil, all lie in the word 'chivalry'. Chivalrous men and righteous men only seek peace of mind. This coincides with what you said."

"That's right. Do what you think is right and don't put shackles on yourself, and you will naturally feel at peace."

Seeing that he really understood, Gu Ping'an couldn't help but smile with satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder gently.

"If my guess is correct, you can finally sleep well tonight." Jizhou is not far from Fengxiang Prefecture. After a few days of galloping, they arrived in Fufeng.

Along the way, there were fewer and fewer corpses on the roadside, and there seemed to be more refugees. The people, carrying the elderly and children, were all walking westward, as if they were traveling the same way.

It was very lively outside Fufeng County, with crowds of people gathering, which aroused Huang Rong's curiosity.

Mu Nianci saw through her thoughts and said, "This is already the territory of Chief Escort Niu and his men. Let's go and take a look."

The further we walked, the more refugees seemed to line up spontaneously. Looking forward along the long line, we saw several porridge stalls.

Several huge iron pots were placed steadily on the blazing firewood, and the rice porridge in the pots was boiling and steaming.

Wisps of white mist rose up, swirling like clouds, emitting waves of tempting rice fragrance that spread throughout the air.

The crowd was a little crowded, but everyone seemed to be experienced and no one was seen fighting over anything.

A child of seven or eight years old held tightly onto the corner of his mother's clothes and followed the team slowly forward, occasionally looking forward.

The child's face was dirty, but his eyes were particularly bright. The mother gently stroked the child's head and whispered something.

At the front of the team was an old woman with white hair and a hunched body. She walked to the pot with unsteady steps, holding a chipped earthenware bowl in her trembling hands.

The person behind the pot stirred the rice porridge, scooped up a full spoonful, and carefully poured it into her bowl, whispering softly.

Tears of gratitude welled up in the old woman's cloudy eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as she murmured, "Thank you so much, so much kind person."

The man who distributed the porridge had clothes that were even more tattered than the refugees, with patches all over the clothes and a big hole at his waist.

"Grandma, be careful, it's hot."

He raised his head, smiled, and spoke softly.

Gu Ping'an glanced over and was surprised to find that it was an acquaintance.

"Brother Yu?"

The four of them quickened their pace and walked forward, greeting each other.

"Young Master Gu! Gang Leader Huang! Why are you here too?"

This man was dressed as a beggar, and he was Yu Zhaoxing, the nephew of Jiangdong Snake King Li Sheng.

Yu Zhaoxing's face was full of surprise. He handed the big spoon to someone behind him and walked forward happily.

Gu Pingan couldn't help but asked with a smile.

"You're asking us, isn't your uncle the Southern Elder of the Beggars' Sect? Why did he come all the way to Fufeng?"

"This is a long story. Come on, my uncle and Elder Lu are here too. Let's go over and talk in detail!"

The four of them led their horses and followed him into the city. When they arrived at the Beggars' Gang's residence, they exchanged greetings again.

It turned out that after they parted at Guiyun Villa, Elders Lu and Li each gathered their men and rushed to Juzhou.

The number of Beggar Gang disciples has increased dramatically in recent years. Of course, this is due to Hong Qigong, but the fundamental reason is that the people are living a difficult life.

The warm wind made the tourists drunk, making Hangzhou a Bianzhou.

The Southern Song Dynasty court's stupidity and incompetence had long been deeply rooted in people's minds. Not only the two elders Lu and Li, but most of the Beggar Gang disciples also looked down on Emperor Zhao. When they heard that they were going to help the rebel army, they gathered together to respond, and in a blink of an eye, they formed a team of thousands of people.

Over the past few months, the Red Turban Army has won victory after victory, and its influence has spread across Shandong and Huaibei.

Later, Niu Han, Pang Bin and others raised the flag, and the news spread to Shandong. Yang Miaozhen heard that the Fengxiang volunteer army was also related to the "Hero of Ping'an", and immediately discussed with the two elders Lu and Li to send people to help.

Lu Youjian was the elder of the West Route, and the situation in Shandong was already thriving. The two elders hit it off and decided to come together.

　I was so scared, I almost didn't make it in time.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)