Dongyuan City.

As a frontier city, it should be like a veteran of hundreds of battles, guarding the frontier. It cannot be blown by the wind or destroyed by the rain.

But its city walls can only be described as horrific. They are in ruins and ruins.

But it is not that it has been in disrepair, but that it has become like this after repeated attacks. On the city wall, there are still traces of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and there are many arrows stuck on the city, swaying in the wind.

The dark traces are the blood left by the soldiers who died here.

It looks like a general who has been on the battlefield for a long time and died in a fierce battle.

Due to repeated losses, the city has become like this. Therefore, there are no imperial garrison in the city. It is a city that nominally belongs to the Chu State, but in fact it is ignored by both parties.

The trade here is extremely prosperous, but there are also many crimes.

There are rogues and horse thieves who bring stolen goods to sell here. There are also normal merchants who trade here.

A Jianghu guest and a desperado of the Chu people.

There are also many Mongolian and Yuan people, and Hu people roam freely here.

The strong are respected here.

Of course, there were no soldiers guarding the city gate. People came in and out without order, and it was very messy. Wu Nian saw an old man.

This old man has silver hair, a hunched back, and an extremely thin body. His face is covered with crisscrossing wrinkles. He walks tremblingly and needs a wooden stick to support him.

Such an old man doesn't stay at home, but comes to this dangerous Dongyuan City. He doesn't know why.

He knew that he was in the way, so he walked carefully and tried to avoid conflicts with others. He was as humble as an ant.

But even so, a Mongolian man riding a tall horse knocked down the old man because the horse was frightened. Not only did the Mongolian man not get off his horse and apologize, he became furious.

"You're an old thief. You look like you're about to die. Instead of staying at home and waiting for death, you came out to blackmail people, right?"

The Mongolian man got off his horse and hit the old man in the face with his riding whip.

This Mongolian Yuan man has a Chinese character face, a dark red complexion, and a curly beard. He is a bit short, but very strong. He is wearing Mongolian clothes, his hair is tied into small braids, and he speaks awkward Liaodong Chinese.

He was accompanied by more than a dozen tall Mengyuan guards armed with swords.

Maybe he was a Mongolian nobleman.

He showed no mercy and waved the riding crop in his hand with all his strength.

With a "snap", the old man's face was immediately torn open and blood flowed freely. Even though the old man's face was weather-beaten and his skin was relatively hard, he could not withstand the whip of the wolf-like and tiger-like Meng Yuan people.

"Ah." The old man let out a scream and fell backwards to the ground. But he did not cry, but immediately begged for mercy.

He struggled and knelt down, kowtowed to the Meng Yuan nobles and said: "This sir, this sir. It's the villain's fault. It's the villain's fault. Please spare your life."

The Han people talk about Confucian etiquette, which does not mean that there are no ruffians and lazy bullies. It is just that there are very few.

Some local ruffians and lazy bullies are still very kind and righteous, but there are even fewer people to deal with such old men.

But the Mongolian people are different. They live in the white water and black mountains, and they respect the strong. Before their rise, if they encountered a heavy snowstorm, or if their livestock froze to death in large numbers, or if there was no food in their homes, they would

Drive the elderly at home away.

Let the old man freeze to death in the ice and snow.

Without the constraints of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, they only respect the strong.

Therefore, the sages said that human nature is inherently evil and needs to be cultivated and nurtured.

The old man's cry for mercy did not arouse the pity of the Mongolian nobles, but instead aroused his anger. The whip in his hand fell on the old man like raindrops.

The old man rolled up his body skillfully, resisting the falling whip, and let out a suppressed grunt.

It was not that there were no people passing by, and it was not that there were no strong Han people around, but they all just glanced at him. Some sympathized, but no one took action and left in a hurry.

In this land of Liaodong, survival is not easy.

What's more, the Mongolian people are powerful now, and this Mongolian nobleman has many guards, so he is not easy to mess with.

Why bother with an irrelevant person?

Not far away, a team stopped.

Twenty or thirty people gathered around several large vehicles, one of which was a carriage for people to sit in. The carriage was relatively exquisite, and it seemed that the people in the carriage were of high status.

Among these people, there were ten strong men riding tall horses and carrying swords and bows. Their actions were very orderly, and their brows were full of compelling murderous intent.

Their origins are indeed not simple. They are the family soldiers of the commander Wei Changqing.

In the great Chu country.

The commander is the highest military officer of the guard. He has five thousand households, fifty hundred households, and more than 5,000 soldiers under his command.

Wei Changqing was a veteran general in Liaodong, famous for his bravery in Chu and Mongolia.

He is one of the few generals among the entire Liaodong guards who can fight and dare to fight.

The person driving the carriage is not an ordinary person. She is Wei Changqing's youngest daughter, Wei Ru.

In Chu State, women can get married when they are thirteen or fourteen years old, but Wei Ru, who is eighteen years old, has not yet been married. She is a "contemporary leftover girl".

However, she has no physical defects, no body odor, no disability, and no infirmity.

She is very good-looking and is a very outstanding beauty.

The reason why she couldn't get married was because she was very strong. She was known as the "Wei Family Tiger".

She doesn't know how to embroider or weave or wash clothes. But she is strong and can handle fierce beasts, fire a strong bow, gallop left and right, use a horse spear eight feet long, and hunt tigers at a gallop.

She has three brothers, but none of them are as brave as her.

Wei Changqing often lamented, if the little girl were a boy and passed on to me as a general, I would die in peace.

Inside the carriage.

Wei Ru gently lifted the black car curtain and saw the scene in front of the city gate. He sighed softly and said, "There are all Han people in the city, but not a single one is a man."

She has an oval face and straight eyebrows, just like a man's sword-shaped eyebrows. Her facial features are extremely delicate, and her beauty has a heroic spirit, and her heroic spirit also has a little charm.

She is very tall, different from ordinary people, and her figure is like that of a normal woman. She should be bigger and thinner, but there is a terrifying power hidden in this woman's body.

Her dress is also very refreshing. Her thick and smooth green hair is only tied into a ponytail and hangs down behind her head. She is wearing a narrow-sleeved outfit, with a delicate dagger stuck in her waist, and a knife standing beside her.

Sheathed steel knife.

Rouge Tiger of the Wei family never dresses up and doesn't like the bracelets on her head, but she always keeps her weapons with her.

When Wei Ru's red lips whispered the words, Wei Ru's slender but powerful right hand had already touched the steel knife next to him, and his eyes were shining with the light of wanting to cause trouble.

The straight eyebrows exuded a cold murderous aura.

"Miss, you can't cause trouble anymore. Last time you castrated Chen Zongbao. I spent a lot of effort to get it right."

There was also a little maidservant sitting in the carriage. Looking at the murderous face of her young lady, she was frightened and said tremblingly.

Chen Zongbao was the son of a Qianhu family. He was drunk and behaved inappropriately to tease Wei Ru. She pulled out the small dagger from her waist and castrated him herself.

I have heard of noble ladies sending people to castrate those who molested them.

But I have never heard of a woman castrating a man by herself.

She can't get married, there's a reason why she can't get married.
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