little turtle in pocket

Chapter 20

Ninety-one AD.The capital of the Chu State, and the Fuguo General's Mansion.

The lotus leaves in the pond have withered, and only a few black and thin stems are left standing on the water.On the Taihu stone by the water, that slender figure had been standing alone for a long time, and sometimes a gust of wind blew by, only to see his hair and belt flying, but his expression did not change in the slightest.

"Subordinate Captain of the Dragon Riding Battalion recruited, see the general!"

Hearing the voice behind him, Wu Ming slightly raised his eyebrows, took out something from the armhole, and put it on the stone beside him: "Come on, do you know what it is?"

Captain Zhao looked at the thing, and suddenly found that it was a little turtle!Unavoidably a little baffling: "This------ this subordinate is dull and can't understand."

Wu Ming turned around suddenly, sharp rays of light shot out from his soft eyes: "Wen Nuo left this for me. He said that it's not convenient to take the clothes of the guards. Please let me keep them for him temporarily."

"Oh --------" Zhao Yi's face turned red and white, and changed several times in an instant.

"That child has always been quiet and submissive. Why is it bothering you? Do you have to force him to death?"

Captain Zhao fell to his knees with a "plop" and saw beads of sweat the size of soybeans coming out of his head: "This subordinate should die! This subordinate should die!"

Wu Ming sighed: "No, it's me who deserves to be damned. Knowing that your mother has Khitan blood, I actually let you participate in the action. As a result, Xiao Nuo was harmed----" He raised his head, his voice became cold "Tell me, which Khitan tribe are you in private contact with?"

The side courtyard is very messy, full of miscellaneous old things.

Zhi'an walked through the yard cautiously, but during the process, he stepped on two rattan birdcages and knocked over a small wooden table with three legs.

Accompanied by the "squeak" sound from the old door panels, the first thing that catches the young governor's eyes is a pair of black and white eyes, the pupils are very large and the color is very dark, which makes people feel that they will be sucked in.

Facing such a pair of eyes, Zhi'an felt a little lack of confidence, but he still bit the bullet and asked: "Uh, let me come and see you, are you --- are you okay?"

Wen Nuo finished drinking the water, put down the rough porcelain bowl, and replied casually: "I'm fine."

The drops of water shone slightly, slowly dripping down the chin and the front of the front, and the gentle corners of the lips outlined the contours of the plump lips. No matter how indifferent and guarded the eyes were, they could not offset the unconscious temptation.

Zhi'an suddenly felt parched and coughed: "Well, Master Yu Yue has declared war on Liang Guo, and tomorrow the large army will leave for the border."

The boy's drooping long eyelashes flickered slightly, and his voice was very low, almost sounding like an adult: "It turns out that he arrested me for this purpose."

"Yeah." Zhi'an sat down beside Wen Nuo and exhaled, "As before, I just followed orders, you won't hold grudges against me, will you?"

Their eyes met, and there was nowhere to hide.Wen Nuo found that the governor was actually very young, especially when he pouted slightly, his appearance was a bit childish.

"Life is already bitter, why add so much hatred?"

Zhi'an was taken aback: "What did you say?" He never expected that this person who looked about his age would say such old-fashioned words.

Wen Nuo smiled, a little desolate: "I'm afraid your Master Yu Yue will be disappointed. To Jin Chengshen, I'm not that important at all."

silence.

The clouds in the sky were still thick, and the pale sunlight shone through the window sills and shone on the iron rings that locked the boy's heels, emitting a black-blue light.

After a long time, Zhi'an let out a dry laugh: "You may not be right."

He lifted the skirt of his robe and took out a small file from the shaft of his boot.

Wen Nuo flinched subconsciously, and the iron shackles on his feet rattled: "What are you going to do?"

The young governor had already squatted down and began to file those iron rings: "Take you away."

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhian raised his head.The eyes of the two met again, and each of them read suspicion and a little panic in each other's eyes - the instinctive fear of the intelligent.

"No matter who it is, it's better than Lord You." Zhi'an came back to his senses, lowered his head and continued to file the iron ring, his fingers brushed Wen Nuo's unhealed wound intentionally or unintentionally, causing the latter to tremble.

"My lord Yu Yue, the vanguard troops are fighting head-on with Liang Guo's army, and more than half of them have been killed or injured!"

The overly gorgeous face was hidden behind a bronze mask, and You Wei's voice sounded a little dull: "Got it. How about Zhengxiao Camp?"

The battalion officer clasped his fists, and the armor on his body made a crisp crashing sound: "Master Hui, I'm ready!"

"Then let's do it." Seeing the battalion officer take the order and leave, You Wei's eyes fell on the distant horizon, his eyes were a little blurred, "Jin Chengshen, I hope you are a worthy opponent."

This battle is lost.The cunning Khitan actually left ambushes waiting on the flanks.Although Liang Jun is brave, how can he withstand the wheel battles of one army after another?

Fang Kexu swung the simple knife and slashed at the shoulders of the enemy soldiers facing him. The sound was like defeating Xu, but it only hit half of the flesh - the knife edge had been slashed too many times, and the blade was curled.

Regardless of image and morale, Li Duwei turned his horse's head and ran back to the camp in one breath, found the person he was looking for among the chaotic shadows, and fell to his knees with a "plop": "Your Majesty, order the withdrawal of troops! If you continue to fight, it will waste your strength!"

"Withdraw?" Cheng Shen looked at him, and said coldly, "If you lose the first battle, can you still fight the next battle?"

Kexuan was so anxious that he wanted to jump: "But the enemy is outnumbered, and it is obviously a disadvantage if we fight!"

The young King Liang stood up, took a few steps in the tent, stopped, and snorted: "It seems that the Yelu tribe has united with other tribes, and it has been planned for a long time! Can I be bullied because I am young?" He raised his head and shouted outside the tent, "Zhang Duhu!"

A middle-aged man with a thick back and waist came in: "The minister is here!"

"Prepare my horse, I would like to meet these Khitan people and see if they are superhuman!"

Kexu almost bit his tongue: "My lord!"

While speaking, Cheng Shen was fully clothed, and his already tall figure was even more mighty under the armor: "Okay, you just stay here and wait for my good news!"

"But my lord—"

The Holy Majesty didn't even want to listen to Captain Fang, so he turned around and left the account.Ke Xu gritted his teeth, picked up a Langya sword from the weapon rack next to him, and strode out of the camp.

Why the Battle of Hezhou had such a result has always been a mystery in history.

Originally, the Khitan had a large population, and the nomads had always been known for their toughness and bravery. On Liang Jun's side, although Liang Wang personally went into battle to boost morale, the difference in strength lay there after all.No one could have imagined that when the Khitans gradually took control of the situation, and Liang Jun's outstretched troops were gradually losing ground, Master Yu Yue, who commanded the battle from the Khitan side, suddenly ordered the entire army to retreat and set up camp on the spot.

It is taboo to retreat in the middle of a battle.The Khitans were in disarray, Liang Jun seized the opportunity to press up, immediately reversed the situation, and killed the Khitans completely.

Although the Khitan was the invader, they were really wronged.

Until a thousand years later, no one knew the meaning of it.