Of course, the Central Plains martial arts people standing behind Hu San were not convinced, this Hu San'er of Tianshamen could get a leg of mutton to eat just by smashing his mouth blindly, why couldn't they?

These people rushed forward one after another, and the crowd was excited. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Give me a piece of meat, and I want it too!"

"That's it, I'll have a leg of mutton, too!"

"If you want to eat together, you can't be unfair!"

Liu Yu stood up unhurriedly, he pointed to the large copper basin containing meat beside him, and said loudly to these people: "Look, this is all meat, if you want to eat it, you can come and get it! But the ugly words are ahead, a pound of meat must be repaid by an enemy's head, I don't know if you dare!"

After he said this, the people began to become quiet. After all, it is not worth risking your life for a meal of meat. The original noise turned into silence. No one was willing to come forward anymore, only Hu San was left in a daze with a leg of mutton.

He regretted taking this three-pound roast leg of lamb, after all, after eating it, he had to pay it back with three enemy heads. Looking at the leg of mutton in his hand, he was a little difficult to swallow. This is not so much a roast leg of lamb as a hot potato. But at this time, if he is asked to return this leg of mutton, he really can't say it and can't save face.

Liu Yu sighed, "It seems that none of you dare to eat this meat!" He turned to his relatives beside him, "Come, distribute all this meat to the Emei faction and give them food!"

The remaining unwilling Central Plains warriors had to watch a large pot of beef and mutton being sent to the disciples of the Emei faction. They swallowed hard and sat back listlessly.

Liu Yu deliberately turned a blind eye to them, he turned to his entourage on the side and said, "Pass on my order, there is not much food in the army." Those who are passive and sluggish, there will be no more food tonight. ”

When the order was laid, there was an uproar in the army. Everyone knows that in this vast and desolate Khitan grassland, if there is no food, it is undoubtedly waiting for death!

After returning from the herald, with a hint of fear in his eyes, he quietly reported: "Boss, if this continues, I'm afraid the soldiers will mutiny!"

Liu Yu lowered his head and thought for a moment, he remembered Xiao Heda's suggestion, and his heart settled down a lot, "No, tell the people below that this order cannot be changed!"

Mutiny is a capital crime, and surrendering to the Tibetans will not end well!

These soldiers are people who understand, and they should know that there is only one road in front of them, and that is to fight to the end. In this way, even if they die, their reputation will be better than the first two, and it will not harm their wives and children. At the same time, there is at least one full meal to eat before you die, so as not to be a starving ghost.

When the sun was shining all over the grassland and the army was moving again, Liu Yu ordered his entourage to put on their baggage and follow him closely, so as to break the thoughts of the soldiers and warriors who were unwilling to fight hard and wanted to eat meat beautifully.

Since this march was a surprise attack, there was not much food and jerky in the army, which was only enough for three days. If the enemy is not defeated within three days, the situation will be unpredictable!

According to Yelu Shilu's previous arrangement of the battle situation, Liu Yu led his men and horses to the west for a while, and then to the north, heading straight to the rear of the Tibetans. Such a tortuous and winding march route would never have been expected by the Tibetans, but now because of a chance encounter with Mrs. Xiao, the prospect has become obscure.

The arrangement of the march has not changed, but the nature of the roundabout attack behind enemy lines has changed considerably. This is no longer a dragonfly night attack, but a knife that is completely inserted into the rear of the enemy army and fights it head-on.

In short, it's going to be a brutal battle of either you die or I die!

More than 3,000 people rode their horses for about an hour and a half, and it was nearly noon. Liu Yu vaguely heard the sound of war drums and fighting not far away, so he ordered two scouts to come forward to inquire.

An hour later, two scouts returned to report it. Three miles away, the great Khitan Khan Yelu Shilu was at war with the Tibetans. I heard that the Khan himself personally led the horse into battle in a hundred years, which greatly boosted morale, and the Khitan Eight Division, which was at a disadvantage, actually fought an inseparable battle with the Tibetans.

The two scouts knelt on the ground and trembled, they moved slightly in the direction of their kneeling, and pointed squarely in front of Liu Yu's horse, their posture respectful. Two of the scouts were killed, and they were a little too careful.

Liu Yu doesn't like to put himself above others in his heart, and he can't bear to call his subordinates like slaves. He believes that they are all born in the womb of the mother, and no one is more noble than the other.

He raised his hand and ordered the two scouts to get up and mount, then reined in the reins of their horses, staring with their eyes on the dust that had risen into the sky in the distance.

Su Ming thought that the big battle was imminent, so he rode his horse and rushed over, "Liu Shaoxia, from which direction did our people attack, and please give a military order!"

Liu Yu listened quietly to the movement on the battlefield in the distance for a moment, only the sound of fragmentary weapons striking and the whistling of arrows, and the main forces of both sides did not move, "Don't worry, we have to wait for some time." ”

He has been in the Khitan for a long time, and he has fought many battles, and he is familiar with the tactics of the steppe peoples such as Tubo and Khitan. Until the heavy cavalry on both sides has not charged, it is difficult to see the course of a battle. Jerushlu may have actually gone to war and didn't use a stand-in, and that doesn't mean that the decisive battle has come.

Su Ming bowed his hand and wanted to retreat to the disciples of the Emei faction, the corners of his mouth moved, as if he had something to say, but he held back in his stomach.

Liu Yu saw it and motioned to him to say that it was okay.

The corners of Su Ming's eyes were a little ruddy, "The outcome of this battle is unpredictable, my junior brothers and I want to bury Shizun's body here first, if we can survive the war, then we will send it back to our hometown by ourselves." If...... No, please ask Liu Shaoxia to help us send us back to Mount Emei!"

He already has the consciousness of death - if he dies in battle with his junior disciples can gain fame for the Emei faction, then all this will be worth it, and he will not live up to the nurturing grace of his sect's uncles for more than 20 years!

Liu Yu felt this, and his voice trembled slightly, "Don't worry, the most difficult task will belong to you." I have already numbered, and there are forty-three of you. If they die in battle, the forty-three coffins will be sent back to Mount Emei together, and none of them will be missing!"

Death is no longer an obscure word, it is full of the tragedy of the wind and the cold, and the generous ambition of the strong man when he parted.

Su Ming turned over and dismounted, and made a long gesture to Liu Yu. This is not the usual bow of martial arts people, but the etiquette often held by Shu scholars. He has always been arrogant, and he used this posture that is usually difficult to see to express his most solemn respect for Liu Yu. However, there was only one sentence for him.

"So thank you Liu Shaoxia!"

The battlefield is the final destination of men, and too many words seem a little greasy and redundant.