The Xiongnu invaded south, the Great Wall in the north of the Han Dynasty was all lit up along the Great Wall, one, two, three, four wolf smoke rose to the sky, from the beacon tower to the distance continuously, the four wolf smoke is the highest level of military warning in the Han military system, which means that at least tens of thousands of wolves rode to the Central Plains to kill......

For a time, all the northern cities were closed, and the soldiers of the various counties began to go up to the city, and the merchants in the various markets immediately scattered in all directions, and countless ordinary people either poured into the big cities or began to move their families and children into the mountains, and a large number of refugees ran in all directions, and the sound of wailing resounded through the fields......

From the day of the establishment of the Han Dynasty, the implementation of the military tun system in the northern frontier is the unity of the army and the people, the people here are the people in peacetime, and the soldiers in wartime, Yuyang County is located in the northernmost part of Youzhou, and the Crouching Tiger Pavilion is in the northernmost part of Yuyang.

At the beginning, the establishment of the two pavilions of Crouching Tiger and Panlong was originally two garrison groups, and for hundreds of years, these loyal soldiers on the border guarded the frontier while living and multiplying, and only then did they slowly form the current two towns.

Now the billowing wolf smoke of the side plug has reawakened the fierce and iron-blooded side of the Crouching Tiger Pavilion; In the center of the town, in front of the temple that had never been opened, the drums of war suddenly sounded like a storm......

The long-lost drum sounded, and in an instant, the originally peaceful and calm town like a puddle of lake water immediately turned into a pot of hot oil, and huge shouts sounded from everywhere, whether it was a farmer busy in the field, or a small vendor selling on the street, or an old man sitting idle under the tree, as long as it was a resident of the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, they all threw down their work and ran home for the first time!

It was the farmers, the merchants, and the civilians who ran back, but what came out were soldiers in armor and swords in their hands, and men from the North, young and old, could go into battle to kill the enemy in wartime.

Xiao Yi, who was practicing boring by the river, was also dragged to the square by Da Niu and Ma Liu, who heard the sound of drums, although he was a Taoist priest, but his name was really written on the household registration of Wohu Pavilion, and there were only two kinds of men on the household registration; One is a warrior, the other is an underage warrior!

Because they had mounts and the blades they carried with them to practice martial arts, the three of them rushed to the square as soon as possible. On the high platform of the square, Xiao Yi was surprised to see that the amiable 'old pavilion chief' was wearing an old iron armor, and a sparkling ring knife was standing there majestically, with sparse white hair combed meticulously today, and the faint old eyes were exceptionally bright at this time, without the drowsy look of the past, a black Han army flag was inserted behind him, fluttering up and down with the wind!

There is also the old fisherman who usually gives fish to Xiao Yi in the market, who is desperately beating a huge war drum at the moment, and the dense drum beat makes people's hearts tremble, and it seems that the blood in his heart begins to boil with the drum.

The flow of people continued to gather in the square, and finally they were clearly divided into three groups, a group of white-haired old soldiers were the same as the old pavilion chief, all of them were veterans who had fought on the battlefield back then, each wearing old armor, and most of the blades in their hands were simple and incomplete, although they were old, they all looked calm, not chaotic at all, and even revealed a trace of excitement in their eyes, just like an old war horse when the fire of life was about to be extinguished, and once again got the excitement of the opportunity to charge on the battlefield, Perhaps this drums of war have never died down in their hearts!

The second group is the masters and apprentices in the blacksmith shop who follow the blacksmith and the tanner, these are the sturdy men in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, although the number is relatively small, but they are the main force in the pavilion, and then look at the weapons in their hands, steel knives, spears, tongs, and hammers, which are obviously all copied from the blacksmith shop.

The last group is the carefree guys standing behind Xiao Yi, all of them are teenagers, and they are the largest in number, as for the weapons in their hands, they are even more varied, kitchen knives, horse spoons, wooden sticks, bench legs ......, at this time, the young faces are both nervous and excited.

In the end, even the 'Out of the Dust' old Dao who was wearing the Yin Yang Water and Fire Dao robe also appeared in the team in front of the temple with his 'Ziwei Zhenwu Tai Chi Yin Yang Peach Wood Sword' on his back!

At this point, Xiao Yi completely understands what a northland boy can bring a knife!

When the fierce and high war drums suddenly stopped, the whole square was already full of people, even those women and children were standing silently not far away, and the old pavilion chief shouted in a deep and old voice: "Open the temple door and worship the heroic spirit!" ”

As the old gate of the temple slowly opened, countless spirit cards appeared in the eyes of everyone, the dense spirit cards were engraved with the names of the war dead in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion for generations, all the townspeople bowed their heads solemnly, and some of the younger ones even began to cry in a low voice, and what was buried here were their ancestors, relatives, flesh and blood......

"Why is the temple door never opened, why are most of the old and weak women and children in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, it turns out that the young and strong are here!" Looking at the singing and crying scene in front of him, Xiao Yi's heart was also full of enthusiasm, learning from the appearance of those old soldiers, beating his chest with his right hand, and paying the most noble military salute to these heroic souls who died in battle!

The Crouching Tiger Pavilion originally had a population of about 1,000 households, but after years of conquest, the imperial court drew a large number of young and middle-aged people from the 'Crouching Tiger Pavilion' to join the army, coupled with military disasters, droughts, and plagues, the population of the town dropped to less than 400 households, and most of them were old and weak women and children, and Xiao Yi counted just now, there were about 300 men standing in the square, almost one ding per household, these should be all the men left in the Crouching Tiger Pavilion.

Looking at the old pavilion chief with a solemn face on the high platform, Da Niu quietly told him, "The Crouching Tiger Pavilion belongs to the military tun, the soldiers and the people are one, and the old pavilion chief is also the 'Captain of Diannong', I heard that when he was young, he once followed General Dou Gu out of Mobei and fought the Huns in blood. ”

As the drums stopped, the old pavilion chief announced loudly in a loud voice: "The wolf smoke is alarming, the Huns are invading, and the Crouching Tiger Pavilion will resume the wartime system from today. There are escapees without permission, kill! If there are those who do not obey military orders, kill!! ”

The crowd below was silent, and although many of the teenagers looked nervous, none of them were timid; At this time, the Han people were extremely proud in their hearts, and in their eyes, whether they were the Huns or the Karasuma people, they were all second-class citizens; Under the sky, there is only a big man! Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty brought them so much glory and self-confidence that you might be able to kill them on the battlefield, but you don't want to make them fear or admit defeat.

Looking at the crowd with high morale, the old pavilion chief nodded with satisfaction and began to assign tasks, "Blacksmith Niu Hong, you are responsible for leading all the apprentices to make weapons in the starry night, there must be no mistakes!" ”

"No!" The ox blacksmith stepped forward to salute and then retreated to his team.

"Leathermaker Zhang Ji!" You are responsible for leading some people, preparing leather armor, and repairing bows and arrows for use in battle. ”

The cobbler still looked gloomy, said nothing, and saluted with his fists.

"Where's Xiao Yat?" The old pavilion chief's eyes finally fell on the young men who lived without worries: "You are responsible for collecting the horses, arranging manpower, patrolling around, and once you find the traces of the Huns, immediately set off fireworks to warn!" ”

"No! ...... "Xiao Yi did not hesitate to stand out of the queue, as the boss of the worry-free house, the leader of the teenagers, and a member of the Crouching Tiger Pavilion, he should take his own responsibility.

"The rest of the people hurry up and repair the walls of the town, and all the women hurry up to make dry food, there must be no mistake!" The old pavilion chief finally ordered.

Promise! ……