It was night, and the Tibetan camp was in chaos.

The Tibetan king Chide Zuzan, who had been sleeping in the Guan, woke up from his sleep and found that his royal tent had been bathed in fire.

Great Xianggar. Zampo was also embarrassed, barely holding down the position and controlling the fire, but he didn't dare to hold it up again, and urgently ordered the army to retreat ten miles back and camp, not daring to move.

And all this is only because of the courage of ten white-haired veterans!

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On the city tower, Lin Yutang and everyone silently watched the Tubo army retreat in embarrassment, and silently recited the names of the ten old soldiers in their hearts:

Du Hongcai...

Du Hongjun...

Li Erhan...

Zhang Guanglu...

Wang Shilang...

Dong Bao...

Zhao Yongsheng...

Yan Zhenhai...

Tang Hongsheng...

Lang Guoyuan!

Ten people can be described as real heroes, only this one battle, enough to go down in history and comfort the hometown fathers!

"It's a pity!"

Looking at the Tibetan army that was leaving in embarrassment, Feng Dachun paused with regret.

"If General Li Qiang's army is here, taking advantage of the chaos in the enemy camp and going out of the city to meet the enemy, it will definitely be destroyed in one battle."

It's a pity that there are only 800 soldiers in this city, and it is already a miracle to be able to attack the camp, but it is powerless to attack.

"It's already good!" Lin Yutang patted Feng Dachun on the shoulder, turned around and went down the city tower.

"At least tomorrow, the Tibetan army will have no time to attack the city, and I can live in peace for a day."

As he spoke, the old man left a few people to guard the city tower and keep an eye on the movements of Tibet. The rest of the people returned to the barracks and seized the time to eat and rest.

Because, the real big war, there is still waiting for them behind!

Feng Dachun was still thinking about the ten veterans who attacked the camp, and that little spark couldn't linger in his heart.

didn't leave during the meal, and deliberately came to the side of the old handsome Lin Yutang, "Old general, is this what you said about blood?" ”

Lin Yutang couldn't help but be proud when he thought of the ten old soldiers, and said proudly: "Yes, this is what the old man said!" ”

"But......" Feng Dachun was puzzled, "what's the use?" ”

pouted, "Even if they are really tragic tonight, they have indeed burned the Tubo camp." However, the Tibetans would not retreat because of this, but would attack the city more fiercely in order to take revenge. ”

"After a day and a half, the old general still can't hold the city, and the result is still the same, so why bother?"

"The blood that the general said is just words of self-comfort!"

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Lin Yutang listened to Feng Dachun's question, lowered his head and muttered for a moment, simply put down the dishes and chopsticks, and decided to talk to this descendant.

"Would you like to hear the old man tell a story?"

"Storytelling?" Feng Dachun straightened up, "Speak, what's not to want to do then?" ”

They are rough people, they don't know a few big characters, and they usually get together, either to talk or make up stories. Now that the old man is willing to tell him stories to relieve his boredom, what else is there to not listen to?

"What's the story?" As soon as they heard the story, Feng Dachun's sentinels, as well as some veterans of the crime camp, also leaned over and pricked up their ears to listen to Lin Yutang's story.

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Lin Yutang thought for a while and said, "In ancient times, the two emperors of Yan and Huang united the tribes of the Central Plains to defeat the Jiuli clan and initially set the world. ”

"Yes, we are generally called the descendants of Yan and Huang. It has been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. ”

"Oh."

Feng Dachun and the others suddenly realized, "The descendants of Yan and Huang ...... That's how it came about! ”

These superficial truths, if in later generations, can be said to be known to almost everyone. But Feng Dachun, these rough people, have never read a book, where do they know this, they all hear it freshly.

Lin Yutang saw that everyone was happy to hear it, and continued: "When the name of Yan and Huang was transmitted to Zhou, the Son of Heaven no longer distinguished himself by bloodline, but regarded those who respected Zhou rites and etiquette as the same kind, so as to distinguish them from the tribes that were enemies of the Zhou Dynasty in the Quartet. ”

"Therefore, 'the great name of etiquette is called the summer, and the beauty of the uniform is called the Hua', I am a descendant of Yan and Huang, so I am called the Chinese people."

"The four enemy chieftains, also known as the four yi."

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Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, all stunned. Who knows. often talk about "the sons and daughters of China, the descendants of Yan and Huang". So that's what happened?

Feng Dachun simply threw down his rice bowl and came to Lin Yutang, "Then old handsome, hurry up and tell me, what does this Yanhuang descendant, Huaxia clan or something, have to do with the blood you said?" ”

Lin Yutang smiled lightly when he heard this, and asked rhetorically: "Then you say, how many years have it been since Yan Huang ruled the world?" ”

Feng Dachun thought about it and quickly shook his head, "I don't know!" Don't you say where do we know where to go? ”

I saw Lao Shuai stretch out three fingers, "It's been more than 3,000 years!" ”

"Old man asks you again, in the past 3,000 years, my Huaxia people have gone from living in a corner of Guanshan, to looking down on the Central Plains, and now they are thousands of miles away and surrendered from all over the world."

"We always occupy the best, largest, and richest piece of land in the middle of the world, why? And why? ”

Lin Yutang's question made Feng Dachun and the others stunned, and then glared, "What is there to say, this is the land left by our ancestors, and it should be ours!" ”

"Yes!!" Everyone agreed, "This is our ancestral land!" Don't say thousands of years, tens of thousands of years are ours! ”

"Hahaha!" Lin Yutang laughed loudly, "Children, you are thinking too simply. ”

"Looking at thousands of years, how many Yidi coveted the Central Plains, how many barbarian strong soldiers tried to replace them, just with a piece of ancestral land, it was over?"

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The people were silent.

I heard that the old man continued: "The land of Lingnan is the ancestral land of the Baiyue people; The land of Bashu is the ancestral land of the ancient Shu Kingdom; The various ethnic groups in the Western Regions have never had any Anxi Protectorate, including the current Jin Ya and Khitan ethnic groups. ”

"People are also ancestral lands, how did they become ours?"

The crowd couldn't say a word.

Feng Dachun was a little anxious, "Let's just say it directly, what's going on?" ”

Lin Yutang took a deep breath, "What's the matter?" The reason is simple. ”

"You may have heard of the allusion of Huo Quai's illness and sealing the wolf Juxu, Wei Qing's thousands of miles to the north of the desert, and breaking the Dragon City. You may have also heard the good story of General Fei Li Guang's shock and intimidation, right? ”

"However, do you know that there is also a Su Wu in the Western Han Dynasty, who has been trapped in the enemy camp for 19 years and refuses to surrender, which is for the sake of the name of China."

"It can be known that there is also a Hanchen named Chen Tang, who would rather pretend to spread the holy will than gather troops to attack the barbarians."

"When he wrote to the emperor, he wrote: It is advisable to hang the head between the barbarian mansions on the street to show thousands of miles. Those who commit strong men will be punished even if they are far away!"

"It can be known that there is also a Geng Gong, trapped thousands of miles away, only relying on the remnants of the army to be brave, digging mountains for wells, bows and armor for food, and holding on unyieldingly. In the end, the Han Dynasty rushed to the aid and finally made Geng Gong return to China. ”

"Right here!" Lao Shuai pointed to the yellow sand under his feet, "Just under the Yumen Pass, Geng Gong returned to the Central Plains, together with Pao Ze and reinforcements, there are only thirteen people left!" ”

"Do you know why? Why did the imperial court pay such a big price to ensure the return of the thirteen warriors? ”

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Everyone was stunned and speechless, as if they already had an answer in their hearts. It's just that he doesn't have the clever speech of the old handsome Lin Yutang, but he can't say anything.

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