There was a thin horse tied to the door of the tavern. Judging from its size and color, it was indeed not a good breed, and it did not eat enough grass on the road. An ordinary sword hung on the saddle of the thin horse. The scabbard was mottled, and it was probably used for a long time.
The tall man led the thin horse forward, while Guo Ziyi led her own Western Region horse and followed closely behind. The two of them found an empty space in the town. It seemed to have been a goods yard before, but it was now abandoned.
The tall man reined in his horse and pulled out his sword. Although the scabbard was mottled, the blade was cold and sharp. Guo Ziyi praised it in his heart.
The tall man laughed and opened a jar of wine. He raised his head and drank for a while. After putting down the wine jar, he looked at Guo Ziyi and said,"Brother, wait and see. I'll embarrass myself first!”
The tall man calmed his Qi and focused. His eyes turned cold as he executed a set of sword techniques. His clothes fluttered and sword light danced. The sword technique carried a hint of drunkenness and drunkenness, but it was also endless and free. It was really like flowing water. Guo Ziyi was also mesmerized.
The tall man was drunk after he finished performing the sword technique, but he was not out of breath. He picked up the wine jar and gulped down the wine.
The tall man looked at Guo Ziyi and said,""Brother, it's your turn to play with the knife. I want to take a good look!”
Guo Ziyi's interest was also suddenly aroused. The sword accompanied the turbid wine, and his heart was also excited.
Guo Ziyi also opened a jar of wine and drank for a while. She wiped her lips with her hand, put down the jar of wine, and pulled out her sword.
"Brother, please take a look. I'm embarrassed!" Guo Ziyi swung his saber horizontally in the air, a cold light flashing.
Guo Ziyi used a set of "Xin You Blade Technique", which was a set of blade techniques created by the famous anti-Japanese general Qi Jiguang in the Ming Dynasty. To learn from the enemy, to use skills to defeat the enemy. This set of saber techniques was discovered on the battlefield between the Ming army and the Japanese pirates. Every move and style contained the blood and life of a Chinese man. There was nothing fancy about this set of saber techniques. It was focused on defeating the enemy with every move. It was most suitable for ancient battlefields where swords fought. Among all the weapon fighting techniques, Guo Ziyi liked this Xin You Saber Technique the most. He had been practicing it for a long time.
Guo Ziyi had just used a few moves when the tall man shouted,"Good!" It was also a sincere praise.
With the help of the wine, Guo Ziyi began to display the "Xin You Saber Technique" to his heart's content. He had never been so carefree like today.
Guo Ziyi was sweating profusely and panting slightly. The blood in her body flowed faster, and the alcohol began to rise.
"Brother, my saber technique is…" Guo Ziyi turned around and couldn't find the tall man.
There was a sound of snoring. Guo Ziyi looked down and saw the tall man lying on the ground with a wine jar in his arms. He was already fast asleep. The skinny horse lowered its head and licked his face, but he did not react. He was probably drunk.
Guo Ziyi smiled. It was said that the ancients liked to drink wine and would drink from jars and buckets at any time. It sounded like they had a lot of alcohol tolerance, but in fact, it was because there was no retorting method before the Song Dynasty, so they could not make high-quality wine.
"Li Bai's Hundred Poem of Wine Competition. Why don't you let him drink a bottle of vodka? Or a round of depth charges? He would probably be cut off immediately. He wouldn't even be able to speak, let alone write poetry!”Guo Ziyi laughed in his heart.
Guo Ziyi's body trembled. She walked to the side and lifted her clothes to let out some water. She couldn't get drunk after drinking these jars of wine, but she couldn't hold it in.
Guo Ziyi walked up and picked up the tall man and placed him on the back of the thin horse. Seeing that the sky was already dark, she found an inn and booked two rooms to stay.
The next morning, the rooster crowed and the sunrise. Guo Ziyi had just walked out of the guest room when she saw the tall man standing up and waiting for her in the inn lobby.
"Thank you, brother. Yesterday, her brother fell asleep first. When she woke up, she found that she was actually lying on the bed. It was really comfortable! I used to sleep on the floor when I was drunk, hahaha!”The tall man laughed heartily and looked like a person who did not care about trifles.
"Brother, where are you going?" the tall man asked.
" Uh... I'm going to Guazhou..." Guo Ziyi casually said a place name. As a professional soldier, keeping secrets had become a habit.
"Aiya, we're going in different directions. Brother won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye!”After saying that, he turned around and left the inn. He rode on a thin horse and rode away with his sword.
" This brother…" Guo Ziyi didn't even know his name, but she liked his straightforward personality.
Guo Ziyi washed up and had breakfast at the inn. She fed the horse with fodder and prepared some dry food and water for herself before continuing on her journey.
After leaving the town and galloping for half a day, Guo Ziyi saw a forest in front of her. Looking at the sun shining high in the sky, Guo Ziyi led the horse into the forest to drink some water and rest before leaving.
Guo Ziyi found a shady spot in the forest and sat down, allowing the Turkic horse to nibble on the grass.
After spending some time with him, this Turkic horse seemed to have completely familiarized itself with Guo Ziyi and accepted him. Although it had a temper, it was still quite obedient, treating him as its true master, much to Guo Ziyi's surprise.
This horse was tall and well-proportioned, its greenish-gray fur shining. It was truly beautiful, worthy of being the mount of a Turkic prince. Guo Ziyi also liked it very much.
"Let me give you a name. How about Hui Lu?”Guo Ziyi said as he looked at the Turkic horse.
The horse was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. Guo Ziyi thought of this phrase from Xin Qiji in the Southern Song Dynasty. He also knew that there was a BMW named Lu in ancient times. He could borrow it and give it an ancient charm. If it was in the modern era, he would name it Little Gray.
The Turkic army neighed and snorted, apparently accepting this name.
"Huilu!" Guo Ziyi shouted again.
The horse neighed again, and Guo Ziyi was overjoyed. She lay on the ground, drinking water and eating dry food. After eating and drinking to her heart's content, Guo Ziyi took out the knife from her bosom and gently rubbed it with her hand. She thought of that person again.
Just as Guo Ziyi was lost in her thoughts, she suddenly heard the sound of weapons fighting in the forest. He was also puzzled. Why did he encounter people fighting the moment he entered the forest?
'Don't go into the woods in the future,' Guo Ziyi thought to herself. She sat quietly and didn't join in the fun.
Suddenly, he heard a voice from the forest,"There are only a few of you. It's useless for a few of you to come. You've dirtied my sword!"”
Guo Ziyi was shocked and immediately recognized the voice. The tall man who loved to drink!
Why was this tall man fighting with someone in this small forest? Guo Ziyi was shocked. She quickly stood up and held Hui Lu's hand as she walked over quietly.
In an open space in the forest, a tall man stood up with a sword in his hand. The thin horse lay on the ground behind him. There were a few crossbow bolts stabbed into the thin horse's body, and they had all hit vital parts. His nose was opening and closing, and his eyes were filled with tears. He was already on the verge of death.
The tall man was unharmed. He looked down at the thin horse and said with deep sorrow,"Good buddy, accompany me all the way. You can go in peace. I'll avenge you!”
Opposite the tall man stood seven or eight muscular men in tight dark brown shirts. These men were tall and sturdy, and they held all kinds of weapons in their hands. There were sabers, axes, iron rods, wolf fangs, and so on. One look and one could tell that they were not good people.
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