We live in history, and perhaps we are very ordinary, even very small, compared to other people, without a single shining point, just a pile of mud, but we do exist, and to some extent push history forward.

No matter how humble we are, we still have countless meanings of existence. Without you and me, history would be missing, and the river of history would change its trajectory.

We are unique and irreproducible in history.

However, we are not what history must carry, for the great river of history, it only needs to move forward with time, or walk or rush, in short, as long as it moves forward. Without you and me, the giant river will change the direction of movement at most, but it will not stop, let alone retreat, so history does not need any of us.

The way of heaven regards all things as dogs, and all things are equal in the eyes of history, and there is no high or low.

It's just that in your eyes and mine, you and I have high and low. The history we remember, the heroes we remember, and the turbulent passages in history we remember are all judged in the eyes of you and me.

In the historical fragments that we remember, there is usually a hero and a legend. Yang Ye is undoubtedly a legend, and a big legend, a legend that will be remembered by future generations, but this legend ends here.

In fact, every legend we preach is only singing about every legend that is worthy of our praise. But the people in this period of history, they have blood and tears, they can only work hard with their hands, their misery, their pain is not what history can bring to future generations.

No legend is easy, how can it be so simple to worship the prime minister?

At this time, Zhang Hui is facing a difficult problem, how to live?

He couldn't sort out any thoughts, so he could only silently think of some flattering words in his mind, hoping that the prince would let them go.

The crown prince sat on the upper seat, and seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed. However, no one dared to despise this young dragon of false sleep.

Zhang Yu sat next to the prince, usually he would never sit down, so he didn't understand the rules, but today he was really injured, his right leg was slashed by General Xun, and even the bones were injured.

The soldier's attitude towards Yang Ye is very good, after all, he is a legend and deserves the respect of everyone, including Zhang Yu and the crown prince. On Yang Ye's side, there are three big men, all of whom are hundred ghost generals. Like Yang Ye, they don't say a word, but they are not as calm and fearless as Yang Ye.

In the hidden city, only General Xun was escorted in, and Tong Guan and Li Jinzhong were not qualified. General Xun's whole body was covered with bandages, and when he looked at it, he knew that the injury was very serious, but he still looked proud and his eyes were still noble.

The prince closed his eyes and didn't speak, and Yang Ye also closed his eyes.

"Your Highness is very pleased. The prince's qi cultivation kung fu is still a lot worse than Yang Ye, and it is difficult to hide the excitement and joy in his tone.

"I know you're not going to surrender, and I'm not calling you here to show off. You are a famous general of our time, even if you lose today, you should be respected enough, if you insult you, you will insult the soldiers of the whole world. ”

Yang Ye didn't react, his breath was still orderly, without a trace of fluctuation.

"I know you're not going to surrender, but I'm going to give it a try. As long as you nod your head, you make conditions, as long as I can do it, I will do it. ”

Yang Ye is still unmoved.

After waiting for a few breaths, I saw that Yang Ye had no intention of answering. The prince sighed slightly, seemingly a little disappointed, but he didn't make a decision immediately, but looked at the others, wanting to give Yang Ye more time, hoping that he would change his mind.

"The three of you also became daredevils yesterday?" The prince saw Zhang Hui and the three of them, a little surprised, and smiled and joked casually.

"Back to His Royal Highness the Prince, the three of us wanted to go back to the old mansion, but we just happened to meet your soldiers the Prince, so we were escorted here. When he was caught, Zhang Hui was thinking about what to say, and these words had been simulated in his mind many times.

"You're out of luck, then. The corners of the prince's mouth rose slightly, and he said half-jokingly.

"Where is our luck? We are very lucky to be able to see His Highness Tianyan twice in such a short period of time!"

"Flim Flam. "The prince knows what is a good word and what is a good word. But it does sound comfortable, especially when it's really happy.

The prince was happy, and he also looked down on Zhang Hui a little, thinking that there were many people in the market. But Zhang Hui doesn't care about this, he is underestimated, and the chance of survival is greater.

Zhang Yu Yang Ye did not react to Zhang Hui's words, maybe there would be disgust in his heart, but there was no change on his face. However, the other people who were escorted all stared at Zhang Hui, and their expressions of disdain were unconcealed on their faces.

Zhang Hui had long thought that this would be the case, he cared about his dignity, but what was the dignity compared to his life? Zhang Wu didn't care about this, the young master was definitely right. He stood on Zhang Hui's side without hesitation, glaring at each other with those people.

"The people are the people. The prince shook his head with emotion, and pointed to the royal tent rider beside Zhang Hui, "Is that child the same child at the beginning?" ”

"Back to Your Highness, it's my brother Zhang Qi. ”

"Newspaper. A middle-aged general suddenly walked in from outside the big tent.

"Have the specific casualties been counted?" When the prince saw him come in, he no longer paid attention to Zhang Hui.

The eyes of the man who came in were full of fear, and the weather was already slightly cold, but his sweat still ran down his cheeks.

"What the hell!" the prince's eyes were like lightning, and he looked directly at the man.

"More than 23,000 were killed and more than 1,000 were seriously injured. The man who came in wiped his sweat with his hand and continued to speak tremblingly: "More than 100 generals were killed and wounded, half of their horses were killed, more than 30 chariots were destroyed, and nearly 1,000 weapons were damaged. ”

The prince had already guessed that many people would die in this vicious battle, but he didn't expect that there would be so many casualties, even if the opponent was Yang Ye, a living legend, but was he so unbearable?

"Not good. Zhang Hui's heart chuckled, knowing that the prince was angry, and felt that he might have to be carried here today.

Sure enough, anger rose from the prince's heart, accompanied by the excitement of defeating the legend, accompanied by his own pride, these feelings were stuck in his chest, making him extremely irritable.

After taking a deep breath and waving his hand, the prince closed his eyes and ordered: "Forget it, forget it, push them all out and kill them, let's pack up and prepare to go back." ”

At this time, the prince was not interested, and he had no intention of meeting Zhang Hui, so he was only ready to hastily settle the affairs here and go home.

"Your Highness, Prince!" Zhang Hui wanted to shout. But when the soldiers saw that the prince was irritable, they immediately covered his mouth.

Holding the open royal tent, the pro-rider looked at the sleeping Zhengxiang in his hand, opened his mouth twice, and finally did not say a word, ready to carry out the prince's order.

General Xun and others are unwilling, but they are not like Zhang Hui, they have a sense of honor as a soldier, and they will not make Zhang Hui's posture.

As for Yang Ye, his expression has not changed, and when he heard the prince's words, he turned around and prepared to go out and die.

"How so?" the prince turned his head to ask Zhang Yu, and at the same time asked himself.

"Yang Ye, after all, a generation of war gods, the minister is ashamed. Zhang Yu stood up, sighed, and was convinced.

Zhang Hui struggled, but was controlled by others, and it was difficult to resist, so he could only be pulled out of the camp step by step.

However, a chubby man appeared, it was the Taoist priest, the white crane watched the falling crane, he came in an accident, and it was reasonable.