When the sword comes out of Emei, I will be the front

Chapter 1 The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the captives are approaching

There are points to teach:
  The sky is full of snow, the wind is rushing, and the sound of rolling hooves hits the night.

The yellow dog barked in the village and was startled to hear the buzzing from all directions.

This crooked poem was written about nothing else but the late night scene in a manor outside the city of Nanchang in the Yuan Dynasty.

This village is called Yejiazhuang, and its owner, Yuan Yuan, is a famous martial arts tycoon in Nanchang and is nicknamed "Feng Jianchou".

This means that this person can move the sword extremely fast, and once the sword is deployed, even Feng'er will be ashamed to see it.

With his family's martial arts skills and his knowledge of social interaction, Ye Yuanwai managed to accumulate a share of the family fortune in the past [-] or [-] years, and he was considered a well-known rich man in the Nanchang Prefecture.

It was snowing and windy that night, and everyone in the village took shelter from the cold indoors.

Mr. Ye was no exception. He was in the courtyard of his concubine in the third room. After drinking a few glasses of wine, he was about to rest. Suddenly he heard the faint barking of a village dog. After a while, all the dogs in the village began to bark anxiously. .

Ye Yuanwai had something on his mind, and when he heard the barking of a dog, he jumped out of bed, hurriedly put on his clothes, took off the long sword on the wall, and pushed the door open a crack.

With a breath, the wind carried the snowflakes straight into the room, and the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

The third aunt shivered from the cold, hugged the quilt and cried out sweetly: "Master, it's such a cold weather, how can the bones of the body heal after being frozen? If there is any movement, just call people to check on it, that's all."

Ye Yuanwai waved his hand, meaning to silence the woman. He frowned, raised his head, and listened carefully.

Amid the howling wind and snow, there was the faint sound of horse hooves pounding the ground, gradually approaching.

Immediately, there was a sharp scream, startling Zhuang Nan.

Then there was a response from the east, west, and north sides!
  Ye Yuanwai's expression changed drastically.

The so-called Ming Dy refers to a sounding arrow or an arrow. There are three small holes drilled in the arrow. Once it is shot, it will make a sharp whistle. Elite soldiers in the army often use this method to convey messages and indicate positions.

Now there is the sound of thunder from all directions. It is obvious that Zhuangzi is surrounded by enemies on all sides.

As for who came to surround the village and why they wanted to surround the village, it was clear from the look on Ye Yuanwai's face that he knew it.

So he didn't take any chances, glanced back at his concubine, and left.

The concubine also noticed something was wrong at this time and cried out: "Master, what happened? Don't abandon the slave family..."

But how could Mr. Ye pay any attention to it? A trail of smoke walked back to the wife's courtyard.

At this time, in a small Buddhist hall, the principal wife and two sons were all dressed in neat clothes, each carrying packages on their backs and holding weapons. There was also a seven-year-old third child, who was being held by a strong servant woman. In arms.

Ye Yuanwai hurriedly stepped in and said hurriedly: "Madam, something has happened! Officers and soldiers have surrounded Zhuangzi. I'm going to leave quickly."

Mrs. Ye was also unambiguous, pushing open the altar table in front of the Buddha statue, revealing a dark tunnel entrance.

Several members of the family, including the servant girl holding the child, were speechless and went down to the tunnel one after another.

Ye Yuanwai walked at the end and pulled the altar table back as it was. At this time, the sound of horse hooves, ferocious laughter, and the cries and screams of the villagers and servants could be heard throughout the village.

After a stick of incense, the manor was two miles away.

The snow on the ground moved, and then a wooden board suddenly opened, revealing a hole.

Mrs. Ye jumped up to the ground, looked around, then stretched out her hand to pull up her son and the maid one after another.

Mr. Ye also jumped to the ground and looked back, only to see a raging fire burning in his manor. The sound of laughter and crying could be heard through the wind and snow.

A hint of unbearability flashed in Ye Yuanwai's eyes, he shook his head and sighed: "Let's go, let's go, as long as nothing happens to my family."

Mrs. Ye kept a straight face from beginning to end, and only sighed at this moment. She looked at the young son in the servant's arms and said sadly: "It's okay to burn down the farm and house. It's just that the third son happened to be seriously ill and had a high fever. He wanted to escape like this with you and me." , it’s freezing cold, how can he survive it?”

Mr. Ye's eyes were slightly red, and he sighed: "In this world, it is not easy for a person to survive. Let's look at this child's own life."

The couple only spoke a few words, then they shut up, lowered their heads, and fled into the distance, facing the wind and snow.

They didn't notice that the child in the servant's arms, whose eyes had been closed tightly, fluttered his long eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes as if he couldn't bear the cold.

This, where is this?
  Ye Guhong looked confused.

Ye Guhong, whose real name is Ye Hong, is a martial arts enthusiast from later generations.

Since he was ten years old, he begged his parents to sign him up for a martial arts class. After that, he kept boxing for more than ten years. Later, he gained income from working. He even sought out teachers and friends everywhere. He practiced both boxing and kicking. He dabbled a lot in local martial arts. He is also quite famous in the world.

At the age of twenty-five, due to a breakup in love, Ye Hong had a brain twitch and changed his name to Ye Guhong.

Sounds like Ye Gucheng's younger brother.

It was also from this year that with the pervasive self-media, the mystery of Chuanwu disappeared. New martial arts masters practicing modern fighting techniques rushed to join the camp that exposed Chuanwu.

And those old martial arts masters who were not good at fighting and were only good at telling stories also fell into disgrace one after another, performing scenes of farce. Some were careless and the soles of some were too slippery. In short, they were all knocked down and rolled and struggled on the ground.

In other words, within two or three years, the word "Chuan Wu" has basically reached the point where everyone is calling for beatings.

Ye Guhong was angry and unwilling to accept this. In a moment of excitement, he simply opened an account to do live broadcasts and videos. He soon received challenges from various anti-counterfeiters.

But Ye Gucheng's younger brother is not a boaster either.

After winning seven games in a row in three months, the number of followers on his account skyrocketed, and the word "Ye Guhong" became a big banner in the martial arts world.

After all, the essence of fighting is speed, strength and skills.

Ye Guhong was still in his fighting years, and he really loved martial arts, and he was willing to work hard to practice. Many moves that others needed to be performed by his opponent, but he was able to integrate into actual combat, so his strength should not be underestimated.

At least for ordinary online fighters, it is not easy to deal with him.

However, under the temptation of huge traffic, there were finally real professional fighters who couldn't help but fight in person, and there was capital to add fuel to the fire, inviting Ye Guhong to go to a foreign country for a cage fight.

Ye Guhong specifically watched the video of that person's actual combat and clearly realized that he was no match.

But at this time, on the one hand, he was being praised as the face of the martial arts world, and it was difficult to get off the tiger. On the other hand, he usually carried goods and took off, and he also had benefits that were difficult to give up.

In short, the voices coming from all directions did not allow him to retreat.

This is probably because people are in the world and can't help themselves.

27-year-old Ye Guhong, just like Ye Gucheng, the lord of Baiyun City, failed to resist the temptation of fame and fortune.

Even though he knew that this battle was dangerous, he had no choice but to use himself as a bargaining chip on the gambling table.

What if I win? After all, there are bound to be eventualities in everything.

Then, Ye Gucheng fell under the dazzling light, and after a while, the world was spinning...

Welcome a soul-traveling ticket and become a member of the starting point time-traveling army.

Eyes closed and opened.

What you see is a sky full of white snow.

What I noticed immediately was heavy breathing and violent vibrations.

Ye Guhong raised his head and found that he was in the arms of a woman.

The woman was dressed in ancient clothes and was in her thirties. She had an ordinary appearance and a stout figure. Her brows were filled with fear. She was hugging him and running as fast as she could.

Ye Guhong turned around and looked around. There were three men and one woman: a middle-aged man, two young people, and a middle-aged woman. All four of them were holding long swords in their hands, with depressed expressions and just focused on their way.

Seeing this, Ye Guhong had a bad premonition in his heart.

In addition to practicing martial arts over the years, he has read many movies and novels, and can roughly judge his situation.

First of all, my soul should have passed through the body of a child in ancient times.

Secondly, the group he was a part of looked so embarrassed that they were at risk of being wiped out in the blink of an eye.

Sure enough, within a moment, a piece of horse hoof came from far away, and then the sound of swishing through the air was heard in the wind and snow.

Crossbow! The enemy actually holds a crossbow!
  Ye Guhong's heart trembled——

Regardless of any dynasty, crossbows and armor are absolutely taboo, and those who can use crossbows on a large scale are by no means ordinary people.

"Sister-in-law Song, take San'er and leave quickly!"

The middle-aged man shouted, turned around and drew his sword, and the other two men and one woman also drew their swords and swung them, firing arrows.

"Dog Tatar! My surname is Ye, and I will fight with you today!"

There was also a call from behind, seemingly giving orders.

Mongol!
  Ye Guhong's heart tightened again. Although he couldn't understand the specific meaning, he could tell that it was in Mongolian.

So did I come to the late Song Dynasty, the Yuan Dynasty, or the late Ming Dynasty?
  Ye Guhong frowned.

Either way, it's not good news.

He only hoped that those men and women, who were probably his family members, could defeat these pursuers.

(End of this chapter)