Yao Yantai said: "I don't know what Mrs. Xiao said. Mrs. Xiao glanced at Liu Yu and said, "The disaster is caused by him, the news of Yelu Xiaohua's defeat has spread all over the grassland, and Yelu Shilu wants to correct his only son." ”

Yao Yuan Tai said: "That Yelu Xiaohua is just an idle wine bag and rice bag, and his bad reputation has long spread all over the grassland. And what name can Jerusherus be for him?"

Mrs. Xiao smiled: "But everyone has weaknesses, although Yelu Shilu is a hero, he also has his own weaknesses, and his weakness is this Yelu Xiaohua." The throne he had worked so hard to fight for would probably be passed on to his precious son in the future. ”

Yao Yuantai was taken aback when he heard this, and said: "He wants to follow the example of the Son of Heaven in the Central Plains and pass on the throne to his son? This is not in line with the rules of the grassland!" Mrs. Xiao said: "Although he never said it, it is roughly what he meant." ”

Yao Yuan Tai said: "What about the leaders of the rest of the tribes, do they all support him?" Mrs. Xiao said: "I don't know this, after all, not many people dare to show their true thoughts in front of Yelu Shilu. ”

At this time, there was a noise outside the tent, and Yao Yuantai, Mrs. Xiao and Liu Yu rushed out of the tent after hearing this. A soldier came to report, "Jerusher's men are coming!"

The three of them hurriedly climbed the sentry tower, only to see that under the blood-colored sun, a large group of men and horses rushed at the end of the grassland. The rumbling sound of iron hooves gradually grew from far to near.

Mrs. Xiao looked at the incoming army, fine beads of sweat appeared on her snow-white forehead, and said, "I have to go!" Third Prince, which one are you going to let me take away this time?" ”

Mrs. Xiao said: "Then I will congratulate the third prince in advance on his auspicious appearance and victory." She pointed to the roof of the main tent and said with a smile: "It's just that this battle hasn't started yet, and the third prince has already begun to hang filial piety on the top of his tent, which really affects morale." ”

Yao Yantai said: "Don't hide it from Mrs. Xiao, a friend in the next place was killed by a traitor. Mrs. Xiao waved her hand and said, "Isn't it Wei Tunan, I already knew." But at this time, no one is as important as morale. ”

Liu Yu was a little angry after hearing this, and said, "Sister Xiao, if it's Abaoji, isn't he important?" Mrs. Xiao widened her eyes and said, "Brother Xiao, you know that what we said is not the same thing. ”

Liu Yu said word by word: "I mean, my master, it is also very important to me and the third prince!" Mrs. Xiao raised her hand, hurriedly went down the wooden ladder down the watchtower, and said: "Then you are 'very important' to go, I'll go." ”

Just like this kind of desperate thing, it is very simple for Liu Yu, and the matter of fishing in troubled waters is also familiar to Mrs. Xiao. In a few moments, she disappeared in this chaotic twilight.

While dispatching men and horses to fight, Yao Yuantai ordered someone to take down the white cloth on the roof of the main tent. In addition to being busy, he didn't forget to ask Liu Yu: "Don't you really hate your master, after all... He has done bad things to you. ”

Liu Yu said: "But he also passed on to me the Xuanwei fingering, and also helped me open up the Huitian meridian, I have to remember his good!" Yao Yuantai nodded and said, "In this way, you really should accompany him for a while." I'm going to prepare for the battle, and if we all survive this battle, I'll have the most solemn funeral on the prairie for your master. ”

Liu Yu said: "Is it as grand as the funeral of the Sticky Bead Khan?" Yao Yantai smiled embarrassedly and said, "You see, because I am sad about Mr. Wei's death, I have forgotten my dearest brother. ”

Liu Yu said: "We should also hold a grand funeral for the first khan!" Yao Yuantai's eyes widened, and he said, "You are right, I forgot, maybe this can win the hearts of many people." ”

He beckoned to several of his own soldiers and said, "You stay outside the tent, and if my apprentice asks for anything, you can agree." Several pro-soldiers promised.

Before leaving, he said to Liu Yu again: "If I don't survive after this battle, you can bury me." There is no need for a funeral, but it is to be buried in the most fertile place on the steppe. When the next spring comes, I hope that a herd of horses will be able to graze on my grave. With that, he smiled brightly, showing his neat teeth.

Liu Yu said: "Sixth Master, no. Yelu Shilu is not as strong as you think, he can't even manage his own son, how can he manage so many people well. Haruka Tai smiled reluctantly and said, "Borrow your auspicious words!" and turned around and rushed out of the tent.

Liu Yu tore open the white cloth covering Wei Tunan's face, and saw an unusually long knife mark extending from the top of his forehead to his neck. He couldn't bear to look at it anymore, so he covered it with a white cloth again, and silently remembered in his heart how well Wei Tunan had been to him in the past, and two lines of tears flowed down his eyes.

As dusk faded and night came, soldiers entered the tent and lit lamps for him. The roar of the people outside the tent gradually sounded, he looked at the swaying lamp, his heart moved, took out the book "Mirror of the Six Armies" returned by the bronze horse, and flipped through it under the lamp.

In the past, when he was in Wugou Village, although his father disciplined him strictly and forbade him to go around playing crazy, when he secretly read idle books such as "Historical Records" and "Sun Tzu's Art of War", his father always turned a blind eye and ignored him. It was because he had long understood, "The so-called soldiers are also treacherous!"

However, when he opened the first page of the book "The Mirror of the Six Armies", the first sentence made him dumbfounded, "Soldiers, the way of the brave, those who advance live, and those who retreat die." It is the good at fighting and the cowardly. ”

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this "Mirror of the Six Armies" was much more in line with his temperament than the traditional soldiers in "The Art of War", and his heart was more like Li Weigong two hundred years ago.

He flipped through page after page, oblivious to the noise of the soldiers and horses outside the tent, until a stray arrow entered the tent and extinguished the lamp. He had to raise his head, light the flint, and relight the wick. At this moment, he suddenly rushed into the tent, and by the faint light of the flint, he saw blood dripping from his armor.

Chi Hu said hurriedly: "Liu Xiaoying, Yelu Shilu is coming this time, the third prince is almost unbearable, do you want to go out to help in the battle?" Liu Yu took the book "Six Army Mirrors" into his arms and said, "I'll take a look!" and then rushed out of the tent with Chi Hulu, got on his horse and ran straight out of the camp.

The arrows flew more and more along the way, and sometimes a sergeant was shot off his horse. The two did not stop their horses until the front of the two armies, and Liu Yu saw that Yelu Shilu's men and horses were rushing towards the front of the formation one after another, and they were a hundred paces away, and after bending their bows and shooting arrows, they ran back to the formation to get their arrows.

Several teams of men and horses cycled back and forth, and the rain of arrows continued. At the same time, the military appearance is very neat, and there is no confusion at all, which is not the same as the group of men and horses under the command of Yelu Xiaohua during the day!

Haruka Tai rode back and forth in front of the battle, raising his saber and shouting loudly. At this moment, his voice was already a little hoarse, but he still couldn't stop the decline of his army. After slaying several of the retreating soldiers, he continued to retreat.

The hundreds of soldiers standing in the first row in front of the formation were no longer one in ten under the continuous rain of arrows from the army of Jerush. Liu Yu heard that some soldiers began to discuss quietly beside him: "Run, escape, the third prince is going to be defeated!" )