The one hundred and thirty-sixth round

Yangguan was defeated, and the Khan's army was already demoralized, but it was actually intercepted on the way home from Wangcheng, which also made Tuli even more annoyed.

The two armies confronted each other, no one came out to provoke, and the ranks lined up in the wasteland of Mobei stood opposite each other, only the sound of the wind blew, causing a whistling in the air. In both teams, they are brothers, relatives of flesh and blood, perhaps hundreds of years ago they were all bloodlines left by the same ancestor, but now they are rivals who are about to fight to the death. They have always been brothers in life and death, brothers who break bones and tendons, but at this moment, under the calm surface of everyone, there is uncontrollable sadness, sadness for the upcoming war.

Tuli stood at the front of the team, looking at the expressionless Tu Jie on the opposite side with a blue face, if the eyes can kill, the Tu Li's eyes have killed the sudden Jie countless times, he suppressed his anger, slowly drove his horse forward to the middle of the two teams, and waved his hand, a soldier in the team immediately raised a loudspeaker and shouted: "The Khan wants to talk to King Zuo Xian alone." ”

Standing in front of the team are three people, abruptly in the middle, on the left is a princess Zhuoya in a military uniform, at this moment she has put on a veil, the slightly fluttering veil is gently raised, and the occasional trace of face gives people a stunning feeling, and the close-fitting military uniform sets off her graceful figure, adding a touch of charm and gentleness in the wild atmosphere full of men. But she seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment, and there was a little sadness in her eyes, and no one knew what that sadness was for. But what is revealed in that sorrow is so helpless and helpless, people can't help but want to love her and care about her.

On the right is the second prince Wushutai, he looks proud, the joy on his face has been overflowing to others, he has also changed into a military uniform at the moment, holding a bright silver spear in his hand, a white robe, riding a white horse under his crotch, and the white face is indeed outstanding in the army. It seems to be the reincarnation of Zhao Zilong of the Three Kingdoms. What makes people cheer is a handsome and dashing man.

The king of Zuo Xian in the middle is wearing a black robe at the moment, and there are already some vague rusts on his uniform, although he has been carefully polished before going on the expedition, but the erosion of time has made this armor that has followed the master for many years become old. How many years ago it used to be the company of a hero. Now it's old too. Turbid was also very proud to capture the royal city in one fell swoop. It gave him greater confidence to compete on the grassland, and he was now a figure who could dominate the grassland in Mobei, although this glory had been away from him for a long time. But now he is a hero who can influence the fate of the tribes in Mobei, and a hero from many years ago has returned, this feeling makes him excited and ambitious.

The shout from the opposite side came, he smiled and rode forward, he wanted to have a good talk with his eldest brother Tuli, so many years he has been under the idea of Tuli as the center of the group has given him a psychological shadow, suppressed and nothing to vent, at this moment he has a feeling of vomiting, he is now the master of the grassland, is the king of the grassland, he wants to let Tuli leave this vast and boundless prairie, the era of Tuli as the center is gone, now it is his world, the shadow in his heart seems to have disappeared all at once, disappeared without a trace。

"Father, I am worried about deception. When Princess Zhuoya heard the shout, she immediately reminded King Zuo Xian that she didn't seem to trust Tuli very much. The tone was a little anxious and said to King Zuo Xian.

"Daughter, you underestimate your father too much, the steel knife in your father's hand is not a vegetarian, and he was also a good man across the grassland back then, and today I want to prove to you who is the real overlord on this grassland. Suddenly he said loudly, and he exuded a breath all over his body, an aura of the return of a hero.

"Little sister, let my father go, it's a conversation between the two old and new overlords of the grassland, and it's also a conversation at the beginning of a new era, let's wait for the good news from my father." Ushutai seemed to be very confident in his father, and he smiled as he looked at his father, who had walked towards Khan Tuli, as if he were looking at a hero. It is true that this hero was pulled back by him, and of course he looked at him proudly.

Zoya looked at her brother, and then at her father, and the sadness in her eyes seemed to be heavier, for the coming war, for the love that seemed to be getting more and more, or for something else, no one knew what to say, but that sadness penetrated through the endless sky through the army on the other side, and flew to the far, far away.

Tu Li looked at the smiling and walked forward to the sudden Jie, his heart was furious, he couldn't wait to chop this thing inside and out, he fought bravely in front of the enemy, but he didn't expect his own brother to stab him in the back, the army of the Tang Dynasty made him embarrassed to flee back to Mobei, when he was about to enter the royal city, he was actually stopped, was stopped by his own brother, he is now home and can't go back, he stared at the sudden Jie who came up slowly and clenched his teeth, his teeth and lips were bitten by him squeaked, and his lips were about to bite and bleed. The eyes looked at the abrupt fiercely.

"Big brother, don't be too angry, it's easy to get sick if you're angry, you have to take care of your body when winter comes. Tu Jie looked at Tu Li's angry appearance but was not in a hurry at all, as if he had been able to eat him, and he was in his chest. He asked Tuli with great concern.

"You, I'm fine, I don't need you to care, now you quickly withdraw your troops, let's go back to the royal city, don't stand in the way here." Tuli ordered angrily at Tu Jie, he has always looked down on this younger brother, has been pressing him to death, he has an indescribable disgust for this younger brother who is the opposite of his own opinions, but every time he can succeed in making him disgraced also makes him very happy, so he can't help but put on a previous posture to order him.

"Big brother, are you mistaken, how can a person who has been beaten up and disgraced lead our Turks to success and regain the glory of our past? Suddenly replied without being humble or arrogant, he despised this big brother who had always been self-righteous in his heart. He felt the need to remind him that this was not the time to put himself in the right place. The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and a contemptuous voice came out of his mouth, reminding the eldest brother that you should be careful when you speak.

"Bold, you dare to do this to me, don't die. Enraged by this contemptuous gesture, he reached out and drew the steel knife at his waist, and he was about to slaughter his brother, who had been rude to him. The steel knife was pulled out, and the shiny steel knife suddenly came out of its sheath in the wind and in the sun. As soon as this knife was drawn, a domineering aura rushed out of the sky. The wind of kings is born leisurely.

As soon as Princess Zhuoya saw Tuli pull out the steel knife, she immediately let out a coquettish cry, and the long knife was unsheathed and was about to help her father. But she was held by a hand, and the second prince still smiled and watched the situation on the field. He didn't have any change in expression. Said to Zhuoya, "Don't go. Father can deal with it. Zhuoya looked back at the second prince and looked at him in confusion.

"I heard that my father never lost a martial arts contest with my uncle, do you think we need to worry? Wushutai watched the tense atmosphere on the field. It's like watching a child fight.,Still smiling and saying a word leisurely.。

After Princess Zhuoya heard this, she put back the long knife and stopped talking, staring at the two most powerful people in the grassland on the field with stunned eyes, watching the contest between them.

The knife was raised and slashed down as fast as electricity, but another knife in mid-air had already blocked his split, the two knives intersected, there was a loud bang, Tuli's body shook and almost fell off the horse, he stabilized his body and withdrew the knife, trying to maintain his balance, he saw that Tujie did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, Tujie just put the knife horizontally to his chest, lowered his head and blew the steel knife with his mouth, a buzzing sound passed, he raised his head and said to Tuli: "Have we two not used a knife together for almost twenty years?" He looked at Tuli confidently, and seemed to be very dismissive of Tuli's actions.

Tuli stabilized his body, he didn't cut the second knife, he gasped and looked at Tu Jie's free and easy appearance, he suddenly asked: "You haven't given up practicing knife techniques in the past twenty years?"

"Yes, I have to practice the knife every day for twenty years, in order to be able to show my ambitions one day, today I don't want our brotherly dispute to become the first soul under my knife, big brother, you are doing it yourself. He wiped the knife with his hand and raised the knife, the knife seemed to have a trace of aura, and it immediately dazzled extraordinary, this is the breath of the hero's return, a knife of the hero's return, the long-lost battlefield murderous aura returned to the knife, back to the heart of the person holding the knife.

Suddenly his chest was tight, and he was short of breath, he sighed and put back the steel knife, and he said to Tu Jie, "Can't our brothers discuss it well? His tone lowered, as if he understood the truth that the situation is stronger than the person. He looked helplessly at the reins in his hand, trying to see a little room for negotiation on his face.

"Eldest brother, let me tell you a story, saying that there used to be a pair of brothers, and the younger brother surpassed the elder brother in terms of literature and martial arts, but the final opportunity was given to the elder brother, giving him the opportunity to crisscross the grassland for twenty years, and let him display his talent to the fullest, but this younger brother can only slash at the wooden stake every day, and the best time of twenty years is lost. But my brother has always had a dream in his heart to give me 20 years, I also want to cross the grassland for 20 years, and I also want a chance. Now that this opportunity has come, can I give it up, big brother, do you understand?" Tu Jie put back the long knife, and he looked at Tu Li with a smile. Tuli's face turned blue for a while and red for a while, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

"I understand what you said, I'll think about it. Tuli looked at Tu Jie, and saw the army behind him that was several times more than himself densely lined up in the wasteland, his eyes were confused, he didn't understand why things had suddenly become so out of control, could it really be his own mistake? But where was the mistake? What did I do wrong? His eyes became more and more confused, more and more messy.

He suddenly felt a chill on the tip of his nose, a snowflake drifted down, the first snow of winter came, at this moment when the two armies were fighting, the first snow came unexpectedly, fluttering snowflakes fell from the air, falling on everyone's body, and also brought everyone a trace of chill.

Tuli laughed, and with a wave of his hand, the army retreated towards the garrison. He ignored the surprise and retreated towards the garrison with his bloody army.

Suddenly looked at the neatly departing army, looked at the lonely back behind the most ugly, and sighed to the sky. He looked at the snowflakes flying in the sky, and he was stunned and silent.

"Father, we look like we're going to win. Wushutai didn't know when Lu Dao had walked to his side and whispered to him, his face full of joy as he looked at the retreating army.

"There's no need to fight, it's a good thing for everyone. Father, you are so powerful, and you can beat thousands of troops in a few words. Princess Zhuoya also came to King Zuoxian's side, and she looked at her father with admiration, the father who was omnipotent under her influence was back.

"Today is the first snow on the grassland, I told the chef to make a stewed mutton and let everyone make up for it to get rid of the cold, this year's winter is really late. As if he hadn't heard their compliments, King Zuo Xian turned his horse's head and walked towards the army station.

The second prince waved his hand and the army moved out of the way, and King Zuo Xian walked out of the army along the road, and the army followed behind.

"Winter is coming a little late. The second prince looked at the snowflakes in the sky and nodded.

Princess Zoya slowly followed, looking at the snowflakes as if she was fascinated, she wondered if it would snow far away on that side, and if he would also look at the snowflakes? The wind was stronger, the snow was heavier, and the first snow of this winter was even more violent. (To be continued......)