On Qufang's side, after Yuwentu came in, Fan Gong disappeared, and it seemed that he should have gone to keep an eye on him. The three people in the room sat down around the table, and the hot tea was put into the cup, and the fragrance of tea overflowed.

Since the first time he saw Yuwentu, Yu Yi had already intertwined the clues of Sun Chengping and Yan Tiancheng in his mind.

Yuwentu blew the tea soup lightly, the heat dispersed in the air, and after taking a sip of tea, he said: "His Royal Highness the King, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"Brother Yuwen doesn't have to be polite." Yu Yi chuckled and put down the tea bowl, "It seems that Brother Yuwen still has a lot to hide." ”

Yuwentu was a believer, and it was he who sent a letter back to the imperial capital to inform the world of the situation of the battle in Guanbei. Regardless of whether the content of the military newspaper is true or not, he is the only one who knows the truth.

But where is his position?

According to Sun Chengping, Guanbei does not have the secret passage on the military newspaper, which is not consistent with the military newspaper at all, so who is he instructed by Yuwentu! His position is not on the side of Yu Yi.

At this time, Yu Yi had regained his senses and was no longer carried away by the so-called truth, he looked at the two people in front of him, and there was more vigilance in his eyes. Yu Yi picked up the Yu family furniture on the table, flicked his fingers over the token, and stopped talking.

In the first battle of Guanbei that year, Yu Jianye and his wife died in battle, and there were very few Zhenbei troops who survived. Yu Yi has been looking for so many years without any clues, and now in this Northern Khan, his father's token and the letter of the Zhenbei Army have appeared for a while, all of this is too simple and easy, but it makes people suspicious.

"Senior Yan, Brother Yuwen." Yu Yi put down the token, don't hide it, and get straight to the point, "I can't fully trust the two. ”

Yu Yi's words were expected by the two, and they were a little unexpected. It's doubtful to have seen it once, but saying it so bluntly didn't make anyone present expect it. Yan Tiancheng also smiled and put down the tea bowl: "General Yu, why don't you listen to what Mr. Yuwen said first?" ”

Yu Yi also smiled politely: "Naturally." ”

Yan Tiancheng was still smiling and squinting his eyes to smell the fragrance of tea, Yuwentu put down the tea bowl and stood up.

Yu Yi's eyes lifted as he got up, and the room was very quiet, only the fragrance of tea that spread out jumped over the tip of his nose and floated past his eyebrows.

Hearing only a muffled sound, Yuwentu knelt on one knee, lowered his head and clenched his fists with his hands: "Zhenbei Army Tanma, Yuwentu, see the young master." ”

"Brother Yuwen......"

This kneeling made Yu Yi confused, and he hurriedly stepped forward to help Yuwentu. The latter got up again, sat back down on the shore of the table, his eyes downcast, and fell into memory.

"The young lord guessed correctly, there was no secret attack in that big war at all."

"When the Northern Khan invaded, it was the end of the strong crossbow to resist Guanbei for many years. The Northern Khan's spies burned down the granary, and the old general begged Mocheng for food as soon as possible, and asked me to go with the letter. Speaking of this, Yuwentu gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, his eyes were red with anger and sadness, "That night, I returned to Guanbei with military rations, only to see the raging fire burning on the city wall, and my corpses were strewn all over the Guanbei City. ”

That night, the smoke at the head of Guanbei City, the bloody road, and the battlefield full of stumps and broken arms constantly pierced his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe, and his eyes were full of tears.

In my memory, there was no one in Guanbei City that night, and there were corpses inside and outside the city, but the gate of Guanbei was still closed. Yuwentu and the accompanying soldiers staggered through the pile of dead people and turned over the corpses, every time they turned over a corpse, Yuwentu's heart jumped suddenly, it didn't take long for his body to be covered with blood, he didn't care so much, he was scratched by the weapons scattered on the battlefield and the corpse, his own blood on his hands, the blood of the corpse and the sand on the ground were mixed together and looked extremely miserable.

Yuwen stood in the pile of dead people in a panic and looked around, he must be a god, above the city tower, under the light of the fire, there was a person holding the military flag of Qingyang standing on it.

The flag was tattered but fluttering proudly in the wind.

"Will... General ......"

Yuwentu trembled and whispered, and after identifying the man again, he dropped everything in his hand and ran up the stone steps.

The general is still alive, and this is the only light in this endless despair for him.

Yuwentu climbed the city wall, but he froze, and fell to his knees in place.

For here he saw the general, not standing, but with a half-broken spear behind him, the head of which pierced into his back, and the tail of which was against the ground, supporting his whole body.

Yu Jianye's left arm froze in mid-air, holding a sword and pointing to the battlefield below, holding the military flag tightly in his right hand, several arrows in his chest pierced his body, and several arrows lost their bodies, apparently being cut off by Yu Jianye.

Yuwentu opened his mouth and wanted to shout again, but he couldn't make another sound.

The fire was shining, and Yuwentu saw that there were other things in Yu Jianye's hand holding the military flag. He tried his best to regain some strength, and rolled and fell towards the general.

Retracting his thoughts, there were already two lines of tears on Yuwentu's face, and he trembled in his voice: "The general's hand is his testament, and he told me what to do." ”