Seeing those people shrinking, Yang Guo was already unhappy. Seeing that the shopkeeper came to chase people, Yang Guo became more and more angry and shouted: What? Are you afraid?
Seeing this tender skin and tender flesh, the young man was shaking without knowing the height of the world, the shopkeeper shivered and said with a smile: Guest, the mistress is outside, you can't be angry, it's better to find a place to hide it, so as not to be caught by them. The villain has a family, so you can understand it.
Yang Guo knew that this was not the time to fight against the common people. After paying for a clean cloth bag and packing a stack of scallion pancakes, he turned around and went to the outsider. When he walked on the street, he saw that every family was closed. The street that was originally popular became lifeless in an instant. Yang Guo sighed, could they blame him?
The country has been gone for a hundred or two years and has been several generations. Can you still expect them to have any passion?
It’s just that Zhao Song is cowardly and lost half of the country. The warm wind makes tourists drunk and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou. At this time, the Zhao family still doesn’t know that the fierce soldiers and horses are sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and the country is about to be destroyed, and they are still fighting in the internal struggle. What qualifications are there to accuse the Han people of the Northern Land?
They were drunk and dreaming in the south and abandoned their compatriots. Who would blame them?
Zhao Kuangyin's descendants have also lived in the country for almost three hundred years. They have indeed made the Song Dynasty the richest and most prosperous country in the world, but their military defects are also fatal.
During the Five Dynasties, Shi Jingtang rebelled. He colluded with the Khitans, seized power, and gave up the Khitans. He actually recognized Yelu Deguang, who was ten years younger than him, as his father emperor, and ceded the Sixteen Prefectures to the Khitans. The Sixteen Prefectures were a natural barrier in the north. At this point, the Central Plains were completely exposed to the iron hoof of the Khitans.
Later, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yàn Yun became the base for Liao to go south to plunder the Central Plains, causing serious damage to the northern social economy and causing harm for four hundred years. This stupid bastard made China weak later. The Khitans were finished. They replaced them with Jurchens. The Jurchens were destroyed and replaced them with Mongols. All of this was given by Shi Jingtang's dog thieves.
Even though Yang Guo scolded him, he certainly knew the crisis of the situation. Even if he could use internal strength and be strong, he was just a person after all. How could he compete with the army?
But in order to prevent them from revengeing the people in the town, Yang Guo had to come forward, as long as they could attract their attention, it would be enough
Not long after walking out, I suddenly saw an old bamboo bed standing by the roadside. Yang Guo's heart moved and split the bamboo bed, split it and tied it to his back. He made the bed with bamboo. He always had to apply a layer of tung oil to prevent insects and moths, so it was harder. Yang Guo thought that the Mongolians were good at riding and shooting, and he would just expose his back to them when he escaped later. Use this bamboo bed to make a simple bulletproof vest to increase the defense value and be safer. After thinking about it, he added another piece. The two layers were stacked together, overlapping horizontally and vertically to increase the density. After covering the outer coat, Yang Guo felt a bit like a turtle fairy.
In fact, it was extremely wise for Yang Guo to add another bamboo board. The Mongolian soldiers who came here today were definitely not comparable to those who had been the day before yesterday. They were serious old soldiers in the Western Expedition. The veterans who fought in Khwarezm were transferred to the Central Plains for a better environment because they were old. The bow they used was a combination bow with a range of 300 meters. They could shoot against the city wall and not fall into the stone bricks.
Yang Guo prepared his homemade bulletproof vest, found an axe for chopping firewood, and walked out of the town. Before he could get outside the town, he saw an empty place, regardless of gender, age and age, kneeling on the ground. Dozens of Mongolian soldiers were riding on horseback, and several soldiers were kicking a vendor with their feet. The vendor was yelling and begging for mercy, rolling on the ground. The people were dejected and dared not speak out.
A Mongolian soldier saw Yang Guo coming, holding an axe in his hand, shouted loudly: Who is it! He threw the axe and knelt down!
He speaks bluntly Chinese, but his tone is quite standard
Kneel on your mother!
When Yang Guo saw his compatriots kneeling on the ground, he could not curb the anger in his heart. In the late Qing Dynasty, the Chinese knelt on the powers for a hundred years. Now it is the Song Dynasty, should they kneel again?
I am the one who killed your cavalry the day before yesterday. The person you are looking for is me, it has nothing to do with others!
The horses were neighing, and nearly a hundred cavalrymen immediately surrounded him. The Mongolians were originally a nation on horseback, and their riding skills were excellent. They were like pedestrians. There were immediately seven or eight riders scattered around to surround him.
Yang Guo knew that they were mobilizing their troops and could never take action as soon as they saw him, so he walked among them without caring and stood proudly without fear.
A middle-aged bald man in ordinary clothes took a step forward, his eyes were like lightning, swept to Yang Zi, raised his whip and shouted: Among the Han people, you are a kind of person. Do you know what the consequences will be if you killed us?
Yang Guo sneered: Everyone in Han people has a species, not just me! If they are not as skilled as others, they should be convinced. If they can die at my hands, they will be blessed. What's more, your race on the grassland, so naturally they should understand what the best is to survive the fittest, right?
The middle-aged man shouted: Don't you know that the murderer will pay for his life?
Yang Guo laughed, with a look of disdain in his eyes and said: You tell me that killing someone will pay for your life? Which one of you has no blood on your hands? The little bitch talks to me. I came out to take the initiative to find you today, just to see if Temujin's descendants were Liu Beisheng Adou. Each generation is worse than the next, and they are heroes. Come out and fight me!
When it comes to Temujin's name, the Mongolian soldiers immediately became solemn. Suddenly, who took the lead in calling out something in Mongolian. Then the more than 80 soldiers shouted loudly, singing like a song. Yang Guo saw them all look like chicken blood, and a smug smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. Of course, he knew that Genghis Khan was not only the leader who unified Mongolia and created a new pattern of Asian and European hegemony, but also the spiritual leader of the Mongolians. He used his name to squeeze these Tartars. They would never dare to fall into Temujin's reputation. A one-on-one challenge, and the self-righteous Mongolians could not refuse.
No matter how many, kill one, just treat it as a practical exercise, which also increases the majesty of the Han people
A sharp light burst out from the middle-aged man's eyes and shouted in a deep voice: Boy, how dare you call Genghis Khan's name directly!
Yang Guo sneered and said: Why don’t you dare? When Temujin was lying on the grassland, all four heroes under his command, Mu Huali, Boerhu, Chi Laowen, Boerzhi, and even ordinary soldiers, were they called their names? Is the simplicity and straightforwardness of the Mongolians gone now? Or did you learn the hypocritical and artificial Jurchens?
The middle-aged bald man said with emotion: You also know the four Mongolian heroes! Who are you?
Yang Guo hesitated for a moment and said: I will not change my name or change my surname if I am here. Yang Guo is me!
The name Emperor Star in Troubled Times is very famous in the south, but I don’t know if it is popular in the north. Yang Guo didn’t want to be too arrogant, but he was even more unwilling to hide it.
He sneered and said: What? Are you afraid that you will lose the might of Temujin's power? I allow you to fight with wheels!
Mongolian cavalry dominate the world, with few rivals, and they have always regarded the Han people in the north as pigs and sheep, and the Song people in the south as southern barbarians. How could they see him? He heard that he was so provocative, and they were all in a turmoil. They were so angry that they volunteered.
Yang Guo interrupted loudly, pointed at the Han people who were kneeling on the ground and shouted: All of them stand up! You are upright Han people, you cannot be without knees! You can kneel down at the sky and the ground, you cannot be kneeling on the Tartars!
The middle-aged bald man showed a look of admiration in his eyes, and a sharp murderous intent changed in a flash, and he said loudly: Kololu, go and tear him for me!
Seeing this tender skin and tender flesh, the young man was shaking without knowing the height of the world, the shopkeeper shivered and said with a smile: Guest, the mistress is outside, you can't be angry, it's better to find a place to hide it, so as not to be caught by them. The villain has a family, so you can understand it.
Yang Guo knew that this was not the time to fight against the common people. After paying for a clean cloth bag and packing a stack of scallion pancakes, he turned around and went to the outsider. When he walked on the street, he saw that every family was closed. The street that was originally popular became lifeless in an instant. Yang Guo sighed, could they blame him?
The country has been gone for a hundred or two years and has been several generations. Can you still expect them to have any passion?
It’s just that Zhao Song is cowardly and lost half of the country. The warm wind makes tourists drunk and makes Hangzhou Bianzhou. At this time, the Zhao family still doesn’t know that the fierce soldiers and horses are sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and the country is about to be destroyed, and they are still fighting in the internal struggle. What qualifications are there to accuse the Han people of the Northern Land?
They were drunk and dreaming in the south and abandoned their compatriots. Who would blame them?
Zhao Kuangyin's descendants have also lived in the country for almost three hundred years. They have indeed made the Song Dynasty the richest and most prosperous country in the world, but their military defects are also fatal.
During the Five Dynasties, Shi Jingtang rebelled. He colluded with the Khitans, seized power, and gave up the Khitans. He actually recognized Yelu Deguang, who was ten years younger than him, as his father emperor, and ceded the Sixteen Prefectures to the Khitans. The Sixteen Prefectures were a natural barrier in the north. At this point, the Central Plains were completely exposed to the iron hoof of the Khitans.
Later, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yàn Yun became the base for Liao to go south to plunder the Central Plains, causing serious damage to the northern social economy and causing harm for four hundred years. This stupid bastard made China weak later. The Khitans were finished. They replaced them with Jurchens. The Jurchens were destroyed and replaced them with Mongols. All of this was given by Shi Jingtang's dog thieves.
Even though Yang Guo scolded him, he certainly knew the crisis of the situation. Even if he could use internal strength and be strong, he was just a person after all. How could he compete with the army?
But in order to prevent them from revengeing the people in the town, Yang Guo had to come forward, as long as they could attract their attention, it would be enough
Not long after walking out, I suddenly saw an old bamboo bed standing by the roadside. Yang Guo's heart moved and split the bamboo bed, split it and tied it to his back. He made the bed with bamboo. He always had to apply a layer of tung oil to prevent insects and moths, so it was harder. Yang Guo thought that the Mongolians were good at riding and shooting, and he would just expose his back to them when he escaped later. Use this bamboo bed to make a simple bulletproof vest to increase the defense value and be safer. After thinking about it, he added another piece. The two layers were stacked together, overlapping horizontally and vertically to increase the density. After covering the outer coat, Yang Guo felt a bit like a turtle fairy.
In fact, it was extremely wise for Yang Guo to add another bamboo board. The Mongolian soldiers who came here today were definitely not comparable to those who had been the day before yesterday. They were serious old soldiers in the Western Expedition. The veterans who fought in Khwarezm were transferred to the Central Plains for a better environment because they were old. The bow they used was a combination bow with a range of 300 meters. They could shoot against the city wall and not fall into the stone bricks.
Yang Guo prepared his homemade bulletproof vest, found an axe for chopping firewood, and walked out of the town. Before he could get outside the town, he saw an empty place, regardless of gender, age and age, kneeling on the ground. Dozens of Mongolian soldiers were riding on horseback, and several soldiers were kicking a vendor with their feet. The vendor was yelling and begging for mercy, rolling on the ground. The people were dejected and dared not speak out.
A Mongolian soldier saw Yang Guo coming, holding an axe in his hand, shouted loudly: Who is it! He threw the axe and knelt down!
He speaks bluntly Chinese, but his tone is quite standard
Kneel on your mother!
When Yang Guo saw his compatriots kneeling on the ground, he could not curb the anger in his heart. In the late Qing Dynasty, the Chinese knelt on the powers for a hundred years. Now it is the Song Dynasty, should they kneel again?
I am the one who killed your cavalry the day before yesterday. The person you are looking for is me, it has nothing to do with others!
The horses were neighing, and nearly a hundred cavalrymen immediately surrounded him. The Mongolians were originally a nation on horseback, and their riding skills were excellent. They were like pedestrians. There were immediately seven or eight riders scattered around to surround him.
Yang Guo knew that they were mobilizing their troops and could never take action as soon as they saw him, so he walked among them without caring and stood proudly without fear.
A middle-aged bald man in ordinary clothes took a step forward, his eyes were like lightning, swept to Yang Zi, raised his whip and shouted: Among the Han people, you are a kind of person. Do you know what the consequences will be if you killed us?
Yang Guo sneered: Everyone in Han people has a species, not just me! If they are not as skilled as others, they should be convinced. If they can die at my hands, they will be blessed. What's more, your race on the grassland, so naturally they should understand what the best is to survive the fittest, right?
The middle-aged man shouted: Don't you know that the murderer will pay for his life?
Yang Guo laughed, with a look of disdain in his eyes and said: You tell me that killing someone will pay for your life? Which one of you has no blood on your hands? The little bitch talks to me. I came out to take the initiative to find you today, just to see if Temujin's descendants were Liu Beisheng Adou. Each generation is worse than the next, and they are heroes. Come out and fight me!
When it comes to Temujin's name, the Mongolian soldiers immediately became solemn. Suddenly, who took the lead in calling out something in Mongolian. Then the more than 80 soldiers shouted loudly, singing like a song. Yang Guo saw them all look like chicken blood, and a smug smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. Of course, he knew that Genghis Khan was not only the leader who unified Mongolia and created a new pattern of Asian and European hegemony, but also the spiritual leader of the Mongolians. He used his name to squeeze these Tartars. They would never dare to fall into Temujin's reputation. A one-on-one challenge, and the self-righteous Mongolians could not refuse.
No matter how many, kill one, just treat it as a practical exercise, which also increases the majesty of the Han people
A sharp light burst out from the middle-aged man's eyes and shouted in a deep voice: Boy, how dare you call Genghis Khan's name directly!
Yang Guo sneered and said: Why don’t you dare? When Temujin was lying on the grassland, all four heroes under his command, Mu Huali, Boerhu, Chi Laowen, Boerzhi, and even ordinary soldiers, were they called their names? Is the simplicity and straightforwardness of the Mongolians gone now? Or did you learn the hypocritical and artificial Jurchens?
The middle-aged bald man said with emotion: You also know the four Mongolian heroes! Who are you?
Yang Guo hesitated for a moment and said: I will not change my name or change my surname if I am here. Yang Guo is me!
The name Emperor Star in Troubled Times is very famous in the south, but I don’t know if it is popular in the north. Yang Guo didn’t want to be too arrogant, but he was even more unwilling to hide it.
He sneered and said: What? Are you afraid that you will lose the might of Temujin's power? I allow you to fight with wheels!
Mongolian cavalry dominate the world, with few rivals, and they have always regarded the Han people in the north as pigs and sheep, and the Song people in the south as southern barbarians. How could they see him? He heard that he was so provocative, and they were all in a turmoil. They were so angry that they volunteered.
Yang Guo interrupted loudly, pointed at the Han people who were kneeling on the ground and shouted: All of them stand up! You are upright Han people, you cannot be without knees! You can kneel down at the sky and the ground, you cannot be kneeling on the Tartars!
The middle-aged bald man showed a look of admiration in his eyes, and a sharp murderous intent changed in a flash, and he said loudly: Kololu, go and tear him for me!
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