At the end of the day, there is a moment of free rest, of course, in the evening. Wu Sheng lay on the hillside not far from the tent with his arms on his pillow www.biquge.info looking at the gradually setting sunset, and his mind was as lonely as the yellow grassland under the sunset.

He never found out that he was a sentimental person, when he was defending Dingyuan City in Lingzhou, facing the red sun sinking in the west on Helan Mountain, he would only miss his hometown, his grandfather, aunt and sister at home, and he would not feel that his heart was desolate like now.

During these days of the tribe, whenever he had a little free time, he would lie on the grassy slope for a while, quietly watching the sun set, waiting for the sun to fall. Every now and then, it's like something is stuck in my heart, and the feeling of being outside the world lingers. The exhaustion and weakness around him made him want to do nothing, not to say anything, not even bother to move his fingers, just to sink quietly into the darkness.

"Can you go back?" Wu Sheng asked himself over and over again in his heart.

The captives of the tribe undoubtedly want to go back now, but what about ten years from now, what about twenty years from now? They want to go back, what about their children?

"It's more important than anything to live." Wu Sheng thought in his heart.

It's not that I don't want to, but I can't.

Wu Sheng thought of Li Ling, who was a prisoner of the Xiongnu, and remembered the Han soldiers who were captured in Hexi, the Western Regions, and the grasslands in the past wars with foreign races, and the Tang craftsmen who were captured by the Great Cannibals in Hengros, after they became captives of foreign races, did they all die, or did they integrate into the foreign race?

The nation is always so big, and the individual is always so small; War is always a river of blood, and the days are always as dull as water. Under the will of the country and the nation, apart from the people with lofty ideals, how different are the hearts and minds of ordinary people of all ethnic groups in all countries?

Living in a foreign country and living in harmony with others is what the ordinary people want, right? Even though there are bitterness, tears, bitterness and helplessness, they cannot control the instinct to survive.

"Am I a person with lofty ideals, or a small person?" Wu Sheng asked himself silently.

The sunset was silent, the grassland was deserted, and the tents in the tribe were dotted, and Wu Sheng's thoughts became more and more chaotic.

Pulling a grass stalk and biting it in his mouth and chewing it gently, Wu Sheng couldn't help but think: What is a country, what is a war, what is a person with lofty ideals, what is a common people, and what is their relationship. Under the fierce ambition, the hungry Shengdou small people, after becoming captives, should they be killed and become benevolent, or should they live with the alien race who are at war with the mother country?

"Uighur thieves, invade my territory and kill my compatriots, this is not the same as the enmity of Dai Tian, I should break the net with him!" Thinking of this, Wu Sheng looked at the Uighur tribe's gaze, full of tenacity and cruelty.

But when he remembered that over the years, whether it was Yueduo or the rest of the tribe, not only did not harm him, but were also very friendly, he couldn't help but feel compassion - there were several men in the tribe, and they often pulled him to drink.

Just when Wu Sheng was full of thoughts, Yueduo's thin body walked up the grassy slope step by step and sat down with his knees hugged beside him. The girl who has always been smiling lately looks lonely at this time, and she doesn't dance with Wu Sheng with the two Chinese words she just learned.

When Wu Sheng noticed Yueduo's strange appearance, the other party's face resting on his knees was already in tears.

"What happened?" Wu Sheng asked in surprise in a broken Uighur dialect.

When Wu Sheng asked, Yueduo's tears flowed even more, and she burst into tears, which made Wu Sheng scramble for a while.

When Yueduo was crying hoarsely and could only choke and sob, Wu Sheng finally figured out the reason. Yueduo's brother, the owner of the small tent, her only relative, the guy who captured Wu Sheng, was killed in the battle with the Tang army.

Hearing this news, Wu Sheng was shocked, and couldn't help but secretly clench his fists, thinking in his heart: "Master Wang is still fighting with thieves, throwing his head and spilling blood, how can I have compassion for the thief in my life?!" ”

A thought immediately popped into his mind: sooner or later, I will have to burn this tribe, rescue the captured compatriots, and welcome the king with them!

Yue Duo finally stopped crying, and the girl who was immersed in great grief didn't notice the extraordinarily cruel look in Wu Sheng's eyes, and she said intermittently in a choked voice: "The chief wants to use two people to replace you, what should I do?" ”

These words brought Wu Sheng back to his senses, and he weighed it carefully in his heart. Yesterday the chief told him that he would get him out of Yueduo's hands and marry his daughter to him, so he was not surprised. At this time, he thought: if he marries the daughter of the chief, his status is different, and it is more convenient to act, with his own strength, he can do extraordinary things when necessary, and he will undoubtedly have a much greater grasp, which is a good thing!

After thinking about it for a while, Wu Sheng turned his head and was about to say something to Yueduo, but found that Yueduo was staring at him closely, choking and sobbing made her shoulders twitch constantly, and her tearful eyes were full of pitiful pleading, this poor girl with tattered clothes and yellowed hair was like a kitten about to be discarded by her owner, and said uneasily: "Don't go, stay by my side, okay?" ”

Wu Sheng was speechless.

The chief wants to change him, and it is impossible for Yueduo to resist, and the only possibility is that Wu Sheng himself does not agree.

Wu Sheng lowered his head, unwilling to give up the great opportunity, "The chief has a life, and I am afraid that he cannot disobey." ”

Wu Sheng originally thought that the meaning of this sentence was obvious enough, but he ignored the simplicity of the girl in front of him, she grabbed Wu Sheng's hand, and said firmly with a look that shared his fate: "As long as you don't want to, the chief can't be reluctant, you are no different from us, you are no longer a slave in the tribe, you can choose for yourself!" ”

opened his mouth, Wu Sheng was speechless.

Yueduo saw Wu Sheng's hesitant look, and finally reacted, "You...... You don't want to go, do you? As he spoke, his eyes were already full of despair.

Wu Sheng had to acquiesce, although he got along well with Yueduo these days, the other party had no precautions against himself, and he always slept when he lay down at night, not only helping himself with laundry and sewing, but also sharing most of his own cheese and meat, which is called more laborer and more food.

"How am I going to be when you're gone?" Yueduo looked at Wu Sheng helplessly, tears like broken pearls, she suddenly threw herself into Wu Sheng's arms, stopped her waist and hugged him tightly, "You can't go, my brother is dead, I have no one else, only you ......"

As he spoke, he violently pushed Wu Sheng down, and quickly untied his clothes with his hands and feet, "Let's get married today!" ”

Wu Sheng was stunned with fright, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, and he hurriedly pushed Yueduo away.

......

For Wu Sheng, the current choice is not a dilemma, he firmly wants to return to Datang, so he clearly knows who he should choose. It's just that before he made a choice, a major event suppressed the question of where he should go -- the Tang army had already captured Liangzhou and was now attacking Ganzhou in a big way.

The Battle of Ganzhou broke out.

Yao Luo Ge Di Yin urgently ordered that all men of school age in the territory should be called to join the army and fight a decisive battle with the Tang army. In this way, Yao Luo Ge Diyin was not enough, and gathered all the criminals and slaves in the territory to join the defensive battle of Ganzhou.

Wu Sheng was drafted into the army, only this time as a Uighur soldier.

Because of his literacy, he was taken by the old chiefs of the tribe who were ordered to go on the expedition and took on a position similar to that of a scribe.

The two countries were at war, and they also used to surrender their pawns, and the Han Dynasty also had the Han generals who surrendered to the Xiongnu and trained soldiers for the Xiongnu. It's no wonder that Wu Sheng has been hiding himself too deeply these days, and in order to win the trust of the tribe for the future, he has behaved too well on weekdays - otherwise, the old chief would not want to marry his daughter to him.

One gray morning, the tribe was full of Uighur warriors who had come out of their tents, accompanied by their families, and gathered in the center of the tribe from far and wide, where the old chief was already waiting. Wu Sheng was sent out of the tent by Yueduo, and the other party stuffed him with a package containing bulging clothes and dry food. The girl looked at Wu Sheng's gaze, full of reluctance and worry, and her parting feelings were no different from those Uighur women in the tribe who bid farewell to their men.

Wu Sheng clearly knew that it was absolutely impossible for him to come back after he left, and he would not be able to take the opportunity to act when he was in battle, and sell the old chief and his soldiers and horses to the Tang Army, so at this time, in the face of Yueduo's nagging full of concern, he felt very uncomfortable, and could only try not to look at the other party's eyes full of dependence and tenderness.

"I'm leaving." Wu Sheng glanced around.

Yue Duo stuffed the black dagger into Wu Sheng's hand and asked him to defend himself.

Wu Sheng knew that this dagger was the only self-defense item that the other party could use - the broken bow Yueduo couldn't be used well, so he couldn't bear to take it away, and wanted to stuff it back to Yueduo, after all, when he left, Yueduo was alone again, and he would inevitably return to the days when he couldn't eat enough and could only go to the edge of the pasture for grazing, although a dagger couldn't change anything, and he couldn't let the other party fix the leaky tent at night, but at least when he was stupid enough to face the attack of the wolf, he could still struggle to the death, but the girl was resolute, He said that the old chief would send him a sword to no avail, but in the end, he really couldn't stalemate with those clean eyes with tears, Wu Sheng had to accept the dagger, but his heart was already panicked.

"You must come back!" After Wu Sheng walked out for a distance, he heard Yueduo's crying voice sounding behind him, it was so young and desolate, he paused in his steps, and did not look back after all, "You must come back alive!" ”

When he arrived in the clearing in the tribe, Wu Sheng found the old chief and was given a horse, which was already a special favor, as a scribe, he was not issued a bow and arrow blade - although the old chief used him, it did not mean that he was completely at ease with him.

Looking at the team of more than 100 people in front of him, Wu Sheng felt that it was really thin, but the young warriors in the tribe had already been requisitioned once as early as when Yao Luo Gedi was a silver-haired soldier in Lingzhou, and among the more than 100 people now, there were still many gray-haired old men and teenagers who were not more than ten years old.

Looking at the women and children standing in front of the tent around them, most of them in ordinary clothes to tattered, their faces were yellow and their hair was messy, and they looked at the women and children who were going out to fight with reluctant eyes, Wu Shengmeizhou frowned slightly, but then let go again.