It's a good time.

The night is falling.

The bonfire burns out.

In the Yehuling Yan military camp full of wine.

Mu Hua sat cross-legged around a blazing bonfire with a slightly dazed expression.

His eyes wandered and looked at the "same kind of people" who were constantly pushing cups and changing lamps, singing and dancing.

The ears always echoed with the hearty laughter of Dao Dao's development.

As far as the eye can see.

What the ears hear.

Everything was very different from what he had imagined.

The trance directly caused a strong sense of unreality in his heart.

"Since the Kunzan tribe was destroyed, everyone begged to surrender to the Yan army."

"To be ordered to go to the migration tribesmen, the Yan army withdraws."

"And now."

"It's only been more than half a month since it's full."

"Obviously ......."

"It's all surrenders."

"Why .......?"

"Why do you always give me the feeling that they should be like this?"

Mu Hua's erratic gaze kept wandering over the "same kind of people" around him.

The more I think about it, the more I can't figure it out.

"Elder Muhua?"

"Elder Muhua?"

"Elder Muhua?"

Just when Mu Hua was puzzled.

Suddenly, a slightly deep voice came from beside him.

"Huh?"

"Elder Agul?"

The moment he heard the sound, Mu Hua instantly came back to his senses and looked at it reflexively.

When I saw clearly, the person behind him was the prince of the small tribe of Aguli who was similar to his situation, but he surrendered to the Yan army a few days later.

Mu Hua's eyes couldn't help but show a look of doubt.

"What are you doing?"

"Drink."

"This is a good wine brought by our prince himself."

"There is good wine on the grassland, which money, cattle and sheep can't buy."

Aguli, who was a little drunk, sat beside Mu Hua with a big grin, and handed a jar of wine in his arms to Mu Hua with a big smile.

"Our lord."

Mu Hua looked at the wine handed by Aguli, and couldn't help but chew secretly in his heart.

"How long has it been since Monarch Aguli returned to the prince?"

Mu Hua calmed down slightly, took a few sips of the wine handed by Aguli, and asked casually pretending to be inadvertent.

"How long?"

"It's been almost ten days."

Aguli glanced at Mu Hua in a little surprise, and then replied.

"It's been almost ten days."

"Has Captain Agul been traveling with the army these days?"

Hearing this, Mu Hua secretly chewed a few times again in his heart, and then asked again.

"Isn't Elder Muhua joking?"

"If we don't go with the army, are we still running around?"

"Besides."

"If I run away, who will help the captain drive the cattle and sheep?"

Aguli raised the altar and took a few sips, then grinned.

"Stunned."

"Didn't Captain Aguli think about running?"

Mu Hua couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this, and he blurted out the doubts in his heart directly without noticing for a while.

"Run?"

"Why run?"

"We'll at least be able to eat and drink enough here!"

"At least some people still see us as human beings!"

"Mother-in-law and children don't have to continue to starve and freeze! You don't have to follow us to gnaw on other people's leftover bones! No more eating the sick cows and sheep!"

"What are you going back for?!"

"Continue to work tirelessly and tirelessly to herd others and work hard

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"And then at the end of the year, you can only get a few sick and dead cattle and sheep?!"

"Let the mother-in-law and children starve and freeze with us? Gnawing on the bones left over from someone else's eating? Eat the sick cows and sheep?!"

Hearing this, Agul's complexion changed instantly, and his eyes were already red by the end of the day.

"I don't know what other people think."

"But I'm Aguli in this life!"

"As long as the prince and his old man take care of my food, I won't let Aguli starve to death!"

"Then I, Agul, will sell my life to the prince for the rest of my life!"

"Who wants to hurt the prince! I, Agul, chopped him up first!"

"As long as I, Agul, still breathe! No one wants to hurt a single hair of the prince!"

Aguli hugged the altar with red eyes and drank a few sips, then looked up at the Chinese army's tent with a bright bonfire in the distance.

"Stunned."

Mu Hua's heart couldn't help but move instantly when he heard this.

There was a faint chill on his back, and there seemed to be a cold sweat coming out continuously.

It was never imagined.

In just about ten days.

Aguli's sense of belonging to Yan Jun is already so strong.

The degree of loyalty to Yan Wangyi is even more outrageous that he can throw his head and spill blood for him at any time.

"Agul is still like that."

"And what about them?"

That's what I think about.

Mu Hua couldn't help but look up again at the "same kind of people" who were constantly pushing cups and changing lamps, singing and dancing.

"Aguli and I are still like that."

"And so they should be."

Mu Hua couldn't help muttering secretly in his heart.

Meanwhile.

In Mu Hua's mind, he couldn't help but think of the scene when he entered the Chinese army's tent this afternoon to meet Yan Wangyi.

"I can serve the king."

"It's really a blessing for me."

"If you lose your mind and are confused."

"I'm afraid I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

Thinking of this, Mu Hua's face couldn't help but show a strong look of happiness, and his mouth was full of emotion.

beside it.

Agul, whose eyes gradually turned cold, heard this.

The slightly cold gaze gradually softened again.

......

......

Hurry up.

The night is getting darker.

The Yehuling Yan military camp has been going on for more than an hour.

Finally, in a singing and dancing laughter, it gradually came to an end.

Meanwhile.

Yehuling Yan military camp in the Chinese army tent.

Xu Yi lay down at the head of the dinner table with a flushed face.

Slightly drunk, his eyes were hazy and he looked at the generals of the Yan army who were still catching each other and "fighting".

A drunken labor banquet invisibly eliminated the natural estrangement caused by many respectful and inferior statuses.

quietly brought many monarchs and ministers closer.

Nearly two quarters of an hour passed.

Xin Sixuan and Chang Sanjin, the most drinkable among the generals of the Yan Army, finally fell down one after another.

"Smack. Smack."

See this scene.

Xu Yi, who was slightly drunk and hazy, staggered to stand up from the top place, and then gently slapped his palm.

More than ten years later.

Several consensual guards lifted the tent curtain and walked into the Chinese army's tent.

"Master."

Several questioners stopped three steps away from Xu Yi, and then leaned over deeply and clasped their fists and saluted.

"Find more men to send them back to rest."

Xu Yi stretched out his finger and pointed to the generals lying on the wine table, and commanded.

"Obey!"

When several consensual guards heard this, they immediately clenched their fists and took their orders

I want to leave the tent and call people.

"That's right."

"There are three more under the table."

"Don't forget about them."

"Also."

"Send them back and leave them to be taken care of."

Xu Yi seemed to suddenly think of something, and then stretched out his hand and pointed under the wine table.

"Yes!"

When several consultant guards heard this, they immediately hugged their fists again and took their orders, and then retired from the Chinese army's tent.

After the figures of several consultant guards completely disappeared behind the Chinese army's tent.

Xu Yi left the big tent of the Chinese army in vain.

Staggered towards the small tent where he lived.

"No need for support."

"Lonely and not drunk."

"Let's get busy."

On the way back to the account, a group of consultant Baiwei wanted to help several times, but without exception, they were all rejected by Xu Yi with a wave of his hand.

Not much.

Xu Yi staggered into the small tent where he lived.

Drunken and hazy, he climbed onto the simple bed in the tent.

Holding the futon, I want to fall asleep.

The great pressure brought about by successive battles, the Xiongnu peace talks, the situation in the Western Regions, and planning for the future.

It seems to have completely dispersed with this hearty labor banquet.

After being drunk, Xu Yi felt very comfortable physically and mentally.

Not much.

The sound of symmetrical snoring was already heard in the small tent.

Meanwhile.

Xu Yi lives outside the small camp tent.

The leader of the heart of inquiry silently handed the sobering soup in his hand to the heart of the heart beside him.

immediately stood in front of the curtain door of the small tent where Xu Yi lived, and silently took on the responsibility of keeping vigil.

Just when Xu Yi fell asleep comfortably.

Under the same sky.

It is only eighty miles away from the Yehuling Yan military camp, and the corpse is in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Haman, the king of corpses, lay naked on a simple bed.

After the New Year, the eyes that were already slightly cloudy looked at the empty tent with a little hollowness.

I don't know why.

After learning of the true whereabouts of the Zhou army that had annihilated several of its tribes.

Haman, who should have been extremely happy, felt a slight chill for no reason.

He didn't know where the chill came from.

But I remember it very deeply in my heart.

The last time such a chill occurred was in a winter of sixteen.

That year was the so-called fifteenth year of Zhengde by the Zhou people.

That year was also the most crucial year of the Hungarian-Zhou War.

It is also its most energetic year.

At that time, he relied on the favor of his father, King Youxian.

There are more than 40,000 elite soldiers and generals under his command.

With 40,000 elite soldiers under his command, he has repeatedly performed miraculous feats on the battlefield.

Later, he successfully won the favor of Shan Yu.

"If it weren't for that."

"When my father and his old man return to heaven."

"The throne of the Right Virtuous King must be mine."

"Hate! I hate it!"

That's what I think about.

In the big tent of the Chinese army in the camp of the corpse chasing king, he was originally lying flat on the simple bed, and his eyes were slightly hollow looking at the corpse chasing king Haman on the top of the empty tent.

I couldn't help but feel a deep hatred on my face.

The eyes, which were originally slightly hollow, were filled with a strong killing intent in an instant.

In the winter of the fifteenth year of Emperor Zhengde.

The Great Zhou Dynasty Sima General Zhao Qingji commanded all the combatable soldiers.

brazenly launched a general attack on the court of Zuoxian Wang.

After receiving a request for help from King Zuoxian.

The Xiongnu immediately mobilized many troops and horses to aid the court of Zuoxian Wang.

And Haman, the corpse king at that time, was one of them, and was

The one with the most high hopes.

However.

Just when the corpse king Haman himself led 30,000 elites to reinforce him.

But it was suddenly blocked by a Zhou army with a strength of about 5,000 people.

Haman, the king of corpses, originally thought that with 30,000 elites in his hands, he could crush the Zhou army, which had a strength of about 5,000 men.

But what's expected.

The combat power of that Zhou army was extremely amazing, and it was extremely difficult.

In the end, although it succeeded in annihilating the Zhou army, which had a strength of about 5,000 men.

and successfully beheaded its leading generals.

But it cost nearly 8,000 casualties.

And it was dragged by the Zhou army, which only had about 5,000 troops, for three days.

As a result, the fighter plane was lost, and King Zuo Xian suffered heavy losses.

If it weren't for the father who was the right virtuous king, he pleaded hard.

At this time, the grave grass may have already alternated sixteen spring and autumn.

That's what I think about.

Haman, the corpse chaser, jumped up from his simple bed.

"Frequently ridicule this king!"

"Destroy the tribes under the command of the king! Forcibly capture the king's cattle and sheep and horses!"

"If this king is no longer what he used to be, he can be bullied at will?!"

"This king is bound to be wiped out this time!"

Haman, the corpse chaser king, had a look of rage on his face, and gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of Wild Fox Ridge.

The anger in my heart has been monstrous unconsciously.

As for the so-called chill.

It has already been baked by the monstrous anger in the slightest.

Even with the intention of seeking stability and waiting for the arrival of the evil king and the king of the new sun.

It also completely disappeared under the roasting of that monstrous anger.

........

........

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, at midnight.

Inside the Yehuling Yan military camp.

Xu Yi, who hadn't slept for a long time, opened his eyes from the simple bed in the small tent in a daze.

Fang Yi opened his eyes.

The headache and dry mouth caused by the hangover instantly invaded Xu Yi's body.

Xu Yiqiang endured the discomfort caused by the hangover and slowly sat up from the simple bed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his head as if he was about to crack, and then clapped his hands.

"Smack. Smack."

The applause rang out.

The closed tent curtain door was gently lifted from the outside.

A bright light also flew into the small tent the moment the curtain door was raised.

The leader of the Conscience, who had been on duty outside the tent for almost a full night, followed closely behind him with a tray in his hand.

After that, they were followed by two inquisitive guards who were also holding trays.

"Master."

"Let's have some porridge first."

The leader of the heart of inquiry put the tray in his hand on the side of the bookcase in the tent, and then walked to Xu Yi's side two steps away, leaned over and clasped his fists and saluted.

"What time is it?"

Xu Yi endured the discomfort caused by the hangover and slowly stood up from the simple bed.

"Back to the master."

"It's three quarters."

The Questioning Leader replied with a fist.

"Captain Xin, have they ever woken up?"

Xu Yi asked again.

"Back to the master."

"Captain Xin, they haven't woken up yet."

The Leader of the Heart of Inquiry paused slightly when he heard this, and then replied truthfully.

"Master."

"Do you think you need to wake up Captain Xin now?"

The Questioning Leader calmed down for a moment, and then asked.

"The army doesn't leave until after sunset."

"No hurry, no hurry."

"When Captain Xin wakes up, just prepare some porridge and rice for them.

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Xu Yi shook his head slightly, and then opened his mouth to command.

"Yes!"

When the leader of the heart of conscience heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and took his life.

The words fell.

Xu Yi walked to the side of the tent.

Immediately, he received water, brushes, tooth powder, soft towels and other items from the hands of the two Questioning Baiwei.

Not much.

Rinse and wash.

Xu Yi felt that the whole person seemed to come back to life.

Then he walked to the bookcase.

Pick up a bowl of porridge and rice full of golden color and distinct grains.

Enjoying the most delicious thing after a hangover.

The same scene.

Indiscriminately, it was constantly staged from the entire Wild Fox Ridge Yan military camp.

Time.

The aroma of porridge overflowed the camp.

Meanwhile.

The morning sun is rising.

The sun shines all over the world.