The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

Chapter 74 Guo Jing Goes South
"Everyone who passes by, come and have a look, take a look, there is a complete mink skin!"

"Ginseng and deer antlers are at least a hundred years old. They are life-saving medicines!"

"The roasted venison at Wangjiang Tower is a specialty of Huanglongfu. Everyone should come and try it!"

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Huanglongfu was an important military town of the Jin Dynasty and also a gathering place for furs outside the Great Wall. It was densely populated and had prosperous markets.

Guo Jing led the little red horse and looked around. He had never been to such a big city before. Everything seemed new and new to him.

However, when he thought of his friends in the tribe and his mother, Guo Jing couldn't laugh anymore.

He thought of the instructions that Torre had given him before he left, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

It turned out that since two years ago, after Temujin was attacked and killed by the army formed by Jamuka, Sangkun and the Jin Dynasty, Temujin's tribe became the target of everyone's pursuit on the grassland.

To cut the grass at its roots is not only a Han Chinese saying, the Mongolians sometimes do things even more drastic.

As a result, Temujin's tribe had to leave their original lush grasslands. One group, led by Temujin's eldest son Jochi and third son Chagatai, fled to the northern desert grasslands.

The other group, led by the fourth son Tolui and the general Mu Huali, came to the white mountains and black waters of Liaodong.

This place was originally the birthplace of the Jin Dynasty. Wanyan Aguda, the founding emperor of the Jin Dynasty, started his career here, destroyed the Liao Dynasty, bullied the Song Dynasty, and was invincible.

However, the Jin Dynasty decayed much faster than they had imagined. Tore led only a remnant of the army, but he easily repelled the Jin Dynasty's troops that came to quell the rebellion and barely settled down.

"Guo Jing, my good brother, although we have a place to stay, we are short of food and it is difficult to sustain. When you go south this time, you must find a way to contact the imperial court in the south and support our tribe's revenge!"

Torre is about the same age as Guo Jing, but his face looks much older.

Over the years, the two of them often fought side by side and forged a deep friendship. Guo Jing had no choice but to help in response to Tore's request.

But how could he contact the Song Dynasty court?
"I hope the seven masters can gain something from this." Guo Jing thought to himself.

In order to train Guo Jing, the Seven Freaks of Jiangnan had already headed south first, so this time, Guo Jing traveled alone.

Before he knew it, Guo Jing arrived at a big hotel. He looked up and saw the words "Wangjiang Tower" written on it.

Guo Jing was hungry, so he tied his horse to the post in front of the door, went into the shop, sat down, ordered a plate of roast venison and two pounds of bread, and began to eat with big mouthfuls.

He had a great appetite, and according to Mongolian custom, he grabbed handfuls of venison flatbreads and stuffed them into his mouth. Suddenly, he felt his eyes brighten.

"It's delicious!" He had been in the desert for a long time and had never tasted such delicious food. Before he knew it, he had finished a large pot of roasted venison.

Just then, he noticed that dozens of men wearing fur coats, looking tough and holding knives and swords had unknowingly entered the restaurant.

"Waiter, bring up all the good wine and food!" said the sturdy man in the lead.

"Okay!" said the waiter.

"Brother Hu, what do you think is the purpose of Lord Ying gathering all of us brothers from all over the country together this time?" asked a scarred man.

"Don't ask about things you shouldn't ask!"

The man named Brother Tiger took a sip of old wine and said in a very comfortable tone: "But I do know some of the reasons for what you said. Have you ever heard of the Dajiang League?"

After hearing this, everyone shook their heads.

"I haven't heard of it either. I only know it's a big gang in the south. It previously monopolized the business at the dock, and now it wants to interfere in our affairs." Brother Hu said.

"How can this be possible? Master Ying will definitely not agree to it, right?" Someone responded. "Of course! As the saying goes, a powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake. No matter how the Dajiang League bullies the south, once it comes to our territory, even if it is a dragon, it will be coiled around by us!" Brother Tiger said arrogantly.

"That's right, it should be so!" The people below responded one after another.

"So this time, Lord Eagle summoned my four factions of 'Eagle, Snake, Ginseng and Tiger' to teach these guys from the Dajiang League a lesson!" Brother Tiger said.

"So, Seniors Snake King and Shenxian will also be here?" the subordinate asked.

"Senior Snake King is old, and the ones coming this time are probably his younger generations. As for the old monster Shenxian, I heard that he took his disciples and joined Prince Zhao of the Jin Kingdom, and is enjoying a good life there. I'm afraid he won't come." Brother Hu sighed.

Guo Jing did not intend to eavesdrop, but after successfully practicing the Xuanmen internal skills, his five senses became much stronger than those of ordinary people.

After piecing together the information, I roughly understood what these Liaodong men were saying.

It turns out that in the Liaodong martial arts world today, there are a total of 23 forces in three mountains and five rivers, most of whom are horse bandits.

Among them, the four families of "Eagle, Snake, Ginseng and Tiger" are the most respected. The Golden Eyed Eagle, the Winged Tiger, the Ginseng Fairy Old Monster and the Snake King are all top-notch masters in the martial arts world.

They gathered in the mountains and ruled the mountains as kings. The Jin Dynasty government launched several encirclement and suppression campaigns against them, but each attempt ended in failure.

The leader of this group of men is "Brother Tiger", nicknamed "Going Down the Mountain Tiger". He is the younger brother of Cha Chi Tiger, one of the four great masters, and he has some power.

Guo Jing was actually not interested in the fighting between gangs, but when he heard the group talk to the end, he deliberately lowered his voice.

He said that after having a good meal and a few drinks, he was going to "make a big deal" outside Wulipu in the west of the city, and he couldn't sit still.

Guo Jing thought about it, rode the little red horse, and rushed out of the city, arriving near Wulipu, thirty miles west of the city in advance.

As luck would have it, Guo Jing actually saw a caravan not far away, slowly heading this way.

"Don't go any further!" The little red horse under Guo Jing's crotch is a divine horse that can run a thousand miles.

After a while, he arrived in front of the caravan of about seventy or eighty people.

As they got closer, Guo Jing became more and more aware of the unusualness of this caravan.

These people were obviously dressed as merchants, but their aura was very similar to that of the tribal warriors under his command, which meant that these people had seen blood on their hands!

But now that he is here, he would feel guilty if he doesn't explain things clearly.

He stopped the leader of the caravan and told him what he had just seen and heard.

In the middle of the caravan, on a very well-decorated carriage, a sweet and innocent female voice came from it: "Sister Wuque, why did the team stop?"

Han Wujiu, who was wearing a veil on his face and holding a long sword, said, "A foolish boy came and said there would be bandits looting ahead, so he asked us to change the route."

"The horse bandits outside Huanglong Mansion should be the people of Cha Chi Hu." The girl in the carriage said, "Give the order to continue forward and test the quality of this group of horse bandits."

"What about this stupid boy?" Han Wuqiu asked.

"Let him go. There are not many people like him in the world nowadays." said the girl in the carriage.

Seeing that the caravan refused to listen and even drove him aside, Guo Jing became anxious and caught up with them on his little red horse and continued to negotiate with the caravan leader.

Just as they reached the vicinity of Wulipu, a loud noise came from the hillside. The horse bandits led by Xiashanhu surrounded them. Guo Jing looked around and saw that there were more than two hundred people!

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(End of this chapter)