Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 2618 Died like dust

  Taixing seventh year, February.

  In the court of the Xiongnu king in the south of Yinshan Mountain, there was a sudden roar of camps and great chaos.

  The tribe of the third prince, in the name of eliminating thieves, suddenly attacked the Huyan tribe and the Xubu tribe, causing the two tribes to be killed and scattered, some escaped sporadically, and the rest were either killed or incorporated.

   This night, the eldest prince Liu Bao, who was far away in the Gerkin tribe, slept well.

   Don’t look at Liu Bao who looks like a sour person in his daily life, but he is just a person when he moves, but when something really happens, Liu Bao abandons the sourness and starts to plan like a tyrant.

  Like a hero, but not a hero after all.

   There are many people who are like it, but there are not many people who really count as it in history.

   What Liu Bao is good at is patience, which is also true in history.

In history, his father, Yu Fuluo, did not kill Huchuquan, and the Huchu tribe was still a large tribe. So after Yufuluo died, Huchuquan took over Shan Yu's position, and then sealed Liu Bao as a leftist. For the virtuous king, Liu Bao endured it. Then Cao Cao divided the Southern Huns into five tribes, and Liu Bao was cut off again and became one of the five kings. Liu Bao continued to endure.

Forbearance like this, patience, and finally a Han-Zhao regime came out. As a result, Liu Bao’s son failed. He died within two years after becoming emperor, and his grandson also failed. Those who were kicked out first...

  In the end, the Southern Huns disappeared without a trace.

  And now, because of the inherent disadvantages of the tribal alliance, this catastrophe, or a farce, belonging to the Southern Huns is only a little earlier.

  Since the farce is staged, it will not stop halfway. Even if the people on the stage want to stop, the audience sitting off the stage will not allow it.

  If you stop, see, this is ticket...

  Ahem, that’s pretty much what it means anyway.

   Liu Bao thought that his third brother was moved by him, so he can't act rashly now, and as long as his third brother really wants to understand, he will in turn become Liu Bao's help.

  So before this day, Liu Bao still seemed relatively "egg-like".

  During the day yesterday, he was still issuing instructions to the tribes that tended to him, telling them to stick to their duties and not act rashly.

  In Liu Bao's cognition, it seems that as long as he and the third prince don't really fight, there will be no major incidents.

As long as the third prince really realizes the problem, Liu Bao believes that the third prince can understand his painstaking efforts. At that time, the two families will be together, and then he, the eldest prince, will truly become the new Shan Yu and will be subject to the family. Wei Wei's sincere dedication, as a new generation of leaders, guides Shi Wei people to a more brilliant tomorrow!

  So Liu Bao slept soundly without any nightmares.

  When it was almost dawn, Liu Bao was woken up.

At this time, people are the most tired, and their minds are not clear enough. After Liu Bao stood up, he found that the lights in the big tent had been lit. Gerkin's face was full of anxiety, "My lord, it's not good." , the third prince started! 』

"what? 』Liu Bao failed to react.

  『Third Prince, the Third Prince has started! 』Gerkin frowned tightly, almost forming a deep Sichuan character in the middle. Compared with Liu Bao's calmness and forbearance, Gerkin's mind has been difficult to calm down these days, coupled with his older age, he can't sleep well after thinking too much. Now his eyes are red from the boil, and those who don't understand think that he is so angry that he can't calm down.

  Liu Bao's heart skipped a beat, and he forced himself into a posture and said, "Don't worry, just speak slowly, what's the matter?" 』

  Although Liu Bao pretended to be calm, it also made Gerkin feel a little more stable. He lowered his voice: "Sudden changes in the royal court!" The third prince sent people to attack the Huyan and Xubu tribes! Fortunately, there are guards who ran out to protect Huyan, and there is no news from Xu Bubu... Your Majesty, how should we deal with it now? 』

   Liu Bao's head suddenly buzzed, and his eyes went black!

   But even so, Liu Bao insisted, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed.

In fact, Liu Bao has indeed learned a lot from Han books, such as being calm when encountering major events, thinking twice before making a decision, etc. This makes Liu Bao younger than the third prince at some ages. In the eyes of the eldest elder, he looked more like a superior.

  The third prince who used to hunt all day is obviously not a good successor.

   This guy, how dare this guy? !

   Isn't he afraid that Shi Wei will really fight among himself, and then kill each other, and eventually perish?

  How dare he, how dare? !

  The Huyan tribe and the Xubu tribe are the tribes that Liu Bao tends to support him in the royal court, and the tribal leaders are also older. Of course, they hope to be stable rather than fighting. But why is there the current change? Liu Bao claimed to have mastered the situation, but he didn't expect it to be completely overturned suddenly!

  Although he always thought he was a hero, he was not. At this moment, he couldn’t think of any brilliant strategy to turn things around...

  The battle examples in the books of the Han people popped up in Liu Bao's mind. burn one's boats? There is no kettle here, let alone a boat! Last Stand? I still have to find a river? Flying Daggers? The surrounding area is flat, where to bury...

  By the way, go to Yinshan!

   Liu Bao said in a deep voice: "The matter has come to this, we can only ask General Li for help!" 』

  『Looking for a Han Chinese? ”Gerkin hesitated a little when he heard the words, “Is this really necessary? 』

Liu Bao took a breath and calmed down his chaotic mood, "We can't go up anymore, and it may not be useful to go to the royal court, and...the Shiwei people can't be hurt for no reason...It can only be borrowed from the strength of the Han people , Quickly suppress the rebellion! As long as, as long as...」

   Liu Bao paused for a moment, then closed his eyes, and stood up after a while, "As long as you kill the third brother, this war can be quickly settled!" We, our people... have less to lose! 』

  …ヽ(;Д｀)…

  Southern Huns royal court.

  The third prince was rushing to the small tent next to the king's tent, "Where is the father?" How is father? 』

   It has to be said that even though the third prince repeatedly stated in his words and deeds how the Han people behaved, in fact, he would more or less agree with the Han people's concept of loyalty and filial piety. In this world, if one can be ruthless and ungrateful to parents, how can one be ruthless and righteous to other people?

  The third prince was commanding the extermination of the remnants, and was hesitating whether to pursue it in one go before dawn, when the messengers in the royal court came in a hurry and told him that Yu Fuluo was in bad condition...

  The third prince also wanted to be a hero, and wanted to be a hero, but like his elder brother, he was not a hero either. Even if he tried his best to imitate, pretend to be a hero, or make some words and deeds under Yu Fuluo's expectation, it was still useless.

   Can Xiongxiong pretend?

   Or learn to be a hero?

  Even Yu Fuluo himself is far away from Xiongxiong.

  Of course, this is also the case for parents. If they can’t do it by themselves, if they can’t accomplish their life goals, they will pass the goals on to their children, and they don’t care much about whether the children can complete it or whether they can bear it.

  Throughout the ages, expecting sons to become dragons and daughters becoming phoenixes. If it’s done, that’s great. If it’s not done, well, generally speaking, it’s not a big problem. After all, the degree of completion is not 100%, if it’s 80% or 60%, the children are also counted. Not bad.

  Most parents love their children, and most children can understand their parents. It’s okay to mutter and complain to each other.

   This is the case with Yu Fuluo and the third prince.

  Yu Fuluo can't become a hero by himself, he hopes his children can. The third prince also understood his father, and hoped that he could be successful.

   It's just a pity...

  Yu Fuluo, when he was young, he ate meat and drank wine, it was cool! Going to the battle to cut people, and then being cut yourself, it's cool! In addition, after the later stage has stabilized, there is no need for recuperation on weekdays. When you are forty or fifty years old, you still eat meat and drink heavily every day, and you don’t have to fight. You eat and sleep every day, and eat when you are full. Damn cool!

   Then after the three cools, it is the three highs.

  Yu Fuluo had suffered a stroke some time ago, half of his body was paralyzed, he could not speak clearly, and could not move. It was precisely because of this that the fight between the eldest prince and the third prince for the throne happened. Naturally, they couldn't live in the king's tent, so they arranged it in a small tent on the side, and sent people to take care of it day and night. Such a big commotion in the middle of the night, of course Yu Fuluo was woken up again, he had a stroke in the first place, and he was shocked again, and he was not good...

   When the third prince arrived, Yu Fuluo was already groggy, out of breath but not in.

The third prince lay on the side, screaming for a long time, Yu Fuluo seemed to have managed to regain some sanity, opened the eyes that he could control, the dim yellow eyeballs rolled, pulled the corners of his mouth, and muttered said something.

  『It’s okay, father, it’s okay, it’s all settled down. The third prince seemed to know what Yu Fuluo was asking, so he said in a low voice, "Huyan escaped, Xu Bu was captured, and the other tribes were under control. It's all right, we won." 』

  Yu Fuluo seemed to understand it, but he didn’t hear anything. He huffed and puffed for a while, and then murmured something reluctantly.

  The third prince listened on his stomach, and then asked hesitantly, "Father is asking about elder brother?" The elder brother is on Gerkin's side, I didn't kill him. 』

  Yu Fuluo suddenly became short of breath, and suddenly stretched out his still-moving hand, and tightly grasped the third prince. The veins on his skinny arm were exposed, coiling around the dry bone like a snake. There was a gurgling sound in Yu Fuluo's throat, half of his face was paralyzed, drooling slightly, but the other half's eyes were wide-eyed, and even the third prince couldn't help being startled by the distorted face.

"Father? Father... you are..." the third prince asked.

  『Spray...tooth...can...open...go to sprinkle...』

Yu Fuluo roared with all his strength, but his teeth and tongue were all disobedient, and he couldn't speak clearly even when he was spouting. In the end, there was only a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his chest. He couldn't spit it out after wheezing for a long time, and his face gradually turned blue Get up, then tilt your head...

  In the spring of the seventh year of Taixing, the son of Shanyu Qiangqu of the Southern Xiongnu, Luan Tiyu Fuluo, died.

  …_(:з」∠)_…

  The Yinshan Hussars were dispatched.

   At sunset.

  The setting sun cast a blood-red glow on the land near the court of the Southern Huns.

  The sound of war horses neighing and screaming, the sound of the collision of weapons on both sides, and the screams of soldiers falling off their horses, immediately resounded around the royal court of the Southern Huns.

  The Southern Huns were light cavalry, and strictly speaking, the Yinshan Hussars were light cavalry, but for the Southern Huns, the Hussars were heavy cavalry...

   During the collision, where the two armies met, the Southern Huns immediately failed, and dozens of people fell over in an instant.

  When the cavalry on both sides faced each other, their spears and spears interlaced with each other, and their swords and axes flew up and down. In the middle, there is often not much room to maneuver, either to parry or to resist. The hussars with battle armor are well-trained, and they can often be the first to go first. Even if they are occasionally attacked by the soldiers of the Southern Huns, they are offset by their armor. In comparison, the Southern Huns are very bleak, basically After being pressed and beaten, he didn't have much morale, so he barely resisted, and basically lay down and let others do it.

Zhang Xiu led the troops to attack. He didn't expect to fight for a long time. Seeing that the situation of the Southern Huns collapsed, he didn't give the Southern Huns any time to adjust their arrangements. He went out immediately and led the Chinese army. Press it directly.

Zhang Xiu himself is also strong in martial arts. In the storytelling of later generations, he was able to fight back and forth with Zhao Yun. Now facing these soldiers of the Southern Huns, it is almost like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep. Basically, there are no survivors under the gun. , When the Southern Huns met him, it was a dead word.

  The third prince's subordinates are Badu, who is the most brave and skilled. If the third prince could find some weapons for Badu that matched his skills, such as a spear with added strength, armor with added defense, then he would be a tiger general. It's a pity that the third prince doesn't have that much stock in his hands, and the entire Southern Huns don't have any good stuff, at most they're just plus one plus two, which is pretty good.

  Although Badu was still fighting hard, at this moment, the third prince who was outside the field already felt that something was wrong. Facing the strength of the hussars, the troops of the Southern Huns retreated again and again. Seeing that the defeat on the battlefield was irreversible, a thought emerged in the third prince's mind, whether to leave the large group of troops and bring some A few elites charge out? As long as the elite troops under him are still there, there will be a chance to come back and master the Shiwei people again in the future! The old king is dead, and the eldest prince has attracted the Han people. The overall situation has taken a turn for the worse. Why not just find an opportunity to escape!

At the beginning, the third prince also thought that he could win the fight. After all, he heard that Zhang Xiu didn’t bring many people, only more than a thousand people, but he didn’t expect that the Han people had more than a thousand people, and the concept in the third prince’s head totally different…

  Even if the third prince followed the tactics taught by his predecessors and occupied the west side, leaving the Han people on the side illuminated by the setting sun, the unfavorable situation did not change much.

  Han people have pockets, and there are hat brims on the pockets...

There are not many Southern Huns who really serve the third prince and can go all out. If all the people in front of them are lost, even if they can escape, they will have no capital in the future. Impossible, after all, things like fame are abstruse, but there are not many people who can be picked up and washed clean after falling down. take a look.

Only at the other end of Badu, Yuzi was fighting fiercely, and even he himself was not very well protected. There were several gaps all over his body. In order to fight for the final victory, it seems that he is looking for a death place for himself!

   Just when the third prince was hesitant, the front of the soldiers gradually faltered, and the soldiers of the Southern Huns under him were struggling to support, when they heard the sound of roaring from behind! The third prince was startled in his heart, and when he looked back, he saw that fire was rising inside the royal court again, and someone played the banner of the eldest prince Liu Bao, galloping freely!

The third prince's subordinates suddenly collapsed, and the Han army's hussars let out loud cheers, pressing forward even harder. Everyone's morale was like a rainbow, and it seemed that they were about to double-team the third prince and others. Completely wipe out a clean!

  At this moment, the third prince's eyes darkened, and he almost couldn't hold the saber in his hand!

  『Traitor! 』The third prince cursed angrily. It was obvious that the eldest prince Liu Bao took advantage of the Han people to entangle him and raided his rear!

   After the event, everyone is Zhuge Liang, but before the event, who would have thought of this?

  After all my hard work, I escaped from the dead, alone on the throne, and my man's ambitions suddenly came to naught!

  The world is so big that there is nowhere to go. If this is the case, what is the taste of being alive in the future?

  The third prince roared, and with the remaining troops, he rushed towards Zhang Xiu and the others without retreating!

  In the setting sun, the third prince was like the lonely warrior in the ancient Shiwei myth, holding his sword high and rushing towards the ferocious giant beast.

   It's just that, in the Shiwei myth, the warrior finally won.

  And in reality...

  A few days later, Feiqian in Chang'an received a lacquer box.

  The lacquer box is not very big. The pickled heads of the third prince and Badu are displayed side by side in the lacquer box. Under the sun, they still look decayed and decayed.

   Fei Qian looked at it, nodded, then turned his head and asked Pang Tong, "How about sending it back and ordering him to be buried?" 』

  Pang Tong laughed loudly, "Good! This son of Luanti, still thinking of throwing the blame on us, pretending to act on our orders? Haha, where is this? The burial must be generous, and not only the burial must be rich, but also the tombstone should be engraved, especially explaining the whole story, it was their brothers who did it themselves... In this way, the surname mentioned by the Southern Huns for a hundred years can be extinct! 』

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  (end of this chapter)