Three Kingdoms

Yinshan.

Since ancient times, it has been blessed with the support of the Yinshan Mountains and the water of the Yellow River. The biting Siberian cold current brings desert and Gobi to the northern line of the Yinshan Mountains, but after crossing the Yinshan Mountains, it seems so gentle and affectionate. The Yellow River, well, the water of the big river comes from the south, bringing warm water. The gentle flow at the foot of Yinshan Mountain forms an innate water network, and there is already sufficient water supply without even needing to dig additional canals.

For thousands of years, this place has been an important place that the Hu people and the Han people must compete for. Whoever captures this place will have an advantage.

Under the Yinshan Mountain, although there are some ups and downs, there is generally not much difference in height, and it can still be regarded as a plain. Occasionally, there are several lawns with relatively high terrain. When you climb up and look up, you can almost see the horizon.

At this time, several Hun knights came running from afar, with haggard expressions on their faces. They rode their horses and looked back nervously, as if they were being chased by something behind them. Even though they were so tired and scattered, they looked back nervously. At this point, these Hun knights did not forget to reach out to each other to help Luoltai, who was tied up behind a Hun cavalry.

Although there was a circle of bandages on Luoltai's hands and feet, it seemed to be well bandaged, but maybe it was the vibration of the horse's ups and downs, or maybe the wound was not bandaged at all, and some blood seeped out from the bandages from time to time. , low among the flying horseshoes.

"...Kill...Kill..." Luoltai's lowered head shook, muttering feebly.

The war horse was already a little tired, and his breath was a little heavy. After these Huns cavalry left the troops of General Fei Qian of Zhengxi, they rushed all the way to the Huns royal court. As for the physical strength of the horses, they really had no time to worry about anything. If we can rush back to the Hun Royal Court earlier, even if the horse runs away, it is still worth it. If we waste time, we can choose to retain the physical strength of the war horse, and what use can it be put to?

Suddenly, several Hun scouts ran out of the front, roaring towards them. The Hun cavalry shouted loudly, and the two sides quickly gathered together. Then someone checked the injury of the unconscious Luoltai. His expression suddenly changed, someone immediately took over, and then quickly headed west.

"My son!" After the elder received the news, he couldn't bear to wait for a moment longer. He rode over on horseback with some people and some people. When he got close, he jumped off the horse, as if he was in good health when he was young. It's like he's back on his body again.

Hearing the call of the great elder, Luoltai opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing clearly, the tears that had dried up flowed down again: "Father...Father, I hurt...it hurts...kill." Come on, kill me..."

"What are you talking about? Just come back, that's fine..." the great elder responded subconsciously, but when he noticed Luoltai's injury, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

The great elder trembled and gently unwrapped the bandage. He saw that every finger and joint on Luoltai's hands and feet had been broken, bent into various shapes, and twisted. The twists and turns were like the trampled grass under the soles of the feet. In some places, the sharp bone fragments even penetrated the skin, revealing the gray color...

"Who? Who did this? Who did this!" the great elder roared angrily. The excitement of seeing his son had been completely lost, leaving only endless anger and desolation.

The hands and feet have become like this. Even if a person can survive, he is still a complete useless person. Let alone lifting a knife, even walking is a huge problem. The great elder seems to have heard something in his heart being completely smashed. No one likes a useless person to be the leader, let alone a chanyu.

"It's Yu Fuluo, it's Yu Fuluo..." Luoltai struggled, seeming to gather all his strength, "Kill me! Father! Kill me! I'm useless... I might as well die, die …”

"Yu Fuluo!" The elder spoke out each word one by one, his eyes were red from bloodshot eyes, and he suddenly turned his head and glared at the Huns who came back with Luoltai, "...my sons are all This is like this...how are you still okay? Huh?"

The faces of these Huns changed greatly, and they were about to run away, but were stopped by the guards of the great elder.

"When my son was arrested, where were you? Ah? When my son was beaten, where were you?" The great elder seemed to be crazy, with some foam spurting out of the corners of his mouth. While roaring, he drew out his sword and slashed his head. He slashed these people to the ground with several consecutive knives, then turned around and hugged Luoltai and cried bitterly.

"Father, kill me..." Luoltai couldn't hold the knife at all now, and he couldn't use any strength. He was like a fish whose scales were scraped off alive on the chopping board. "Kill me." ...Then take revenge for me..."

"Revenge! Yes, revenge! You must take revenge!" The great elder hugged Luo Ertai, with cloudy cracks running down his face, "You have to live! Live! Live to see how your father avenges you! Live and chop it with your own hands. Yu Fuluo! Come here, give me the order! March! I will catch Yu Fuluo with my own hands! Skin him! Break every bone in his body!"

The great elder looked up to the sky and roared, like a wounded old wolf.

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The menacing Hun cavalry rushed from the horizon like an overwhelming force, then gathered together and drove them only here.

If you don't look at the specific equipment and personnel, just from a distance, it looks like a galloping horse and a majestic spirit.

Yu Fuluo watched from the hillside, his calves trembling slightly. Yes, he was a little scared, especially when General Fei Qian's flag was not in sight, he inevitably lost his confidence.

Although Yu Fuluo also grew up on the battlefield and galloped on horseback, he is not Liu Bei after all. He has remained ambitious despite the ups and downs of life. This time he encountered a sudden change, how could he still retain this good mentality? Insist on fighting on the battlefield from the age of thirty to the age of fifty? The bloody bravery in his youth has gradually faded with the pampering in the past few years, and even his belly has bulged out a little. Naturally, he no longer looks like a bachelor who dared to take down the emperor at all costs.

"I'm talking about that spittoon..." Before Yu Fuluo had time to say anything, he heard Wei Du saying angrily from the side. Perhaps it was because behind the mask, Shan Yu's voice sounded like a spittoon, but Yu Fuluo couldn't tell, "...my general said that this place is the best...the ultimate victory you can achieve and whether you can return to the royal court depends on how long you can hold on..."

Yu Fuluo looked around. This place was really good. The slope of the grass slope was not very big, but it was still a bit difficult to rush up from the bottom in one go. A tributary of a big river went halfway around the grass slope. By passing through the circle, the attack area is reduced by about one-third, which is considered a relatively good defensive position at the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The hilly grassy slopes on the east, west and south sides are relatively flat, and the north side is okay, but there is a piece of rock fragments that were probably brought down by the previous river, which is not suitable for horse racing.

Of course, here in Yinshan, if you want to find a defensive position, there may be better places, but on the other hand, if it is very unfavorable for offense, will you still attract people?

Yu Fuluo took a long breath, calmed down his slightly nervous emotions, and tried to regain the strong aura of the past.

The Huns soldiers held their swords and guns tightly, standing behind simple horse traps and traps. Coupled with the horse traps dug on the hillside and the ravines formed by the earth, the important thing was that this group of Han people led by Wei Du around them came back again. The soldiers in Jia somewhat increased Yu Fuluo’s confidence. More importantly, what General Fei Qian said was right...

If you want to restore order in the royal court as quickly as possible, you can only lure the rebels out and catch them all! Otherwise, if the chaos continues, you will be the one who suffers in the end. If you risk yourself, the long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain!

However, Yu Fuluo felt that even though he said so, he was just the bait in the sleeve!

Of course, if the fragrant meat is eaten early, can it still trap a wolf or fox?

Yu Fuluo thought of General Zhengxi's half-smile when he saw the tragic situation of Luoltai he had dealt with yesterday, and it suddenly dawned on him that he was told to deal with Luoltai not just to let himself breathe, but to let him My piece of fragrant meat is more flavorful and more tempting...

Yu Fuluo gritted his teeth, stood up straight, raised his sword, and roared wildly: "Hold the plow! I am Shanyu! I am the descendant of China! Sons and daughters, we will definitely win the final victory!"

The remnants of the Huns who gathered in Fuluo along the way seemed to have been inspired by their morale. They raised their swords and guns and shouted wildly. However, Wei Du and others who were standing on the second line of these Huns soldiers did not react at all, just like the hillside. It looks like lumps of stone and iron growing out of it.

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Subdelgin pulled the reins and stared at Yu Fuluo on the hillside. He frowned and before he could say anything, he heard the great elder roaring from the side: "Yu Fuluo! I'm going to kill you." !”

"Wait a minute!" Subdelkin shouted quickly, "I only saw Yu Fuluo's. Didn't you say there are still Han people? Where have the Han people gone?"

The great elder stared at Yu Fuluo on the grassy slope, the color of his eyes had not faded since yesterday.

Yu Fuluo, who was on the slope, was wearing a white leather robe, and his hair seemed to have been tidied up. He was holding a sword in the sunlight, and seemed to be shouting something, sweeping away the remaining defeated soldiers. There was quite a bit of energy and style in his appearance, which reminded the elder of his poor child, and he bit his old teeth so hard that they almost broke.

"On this small slope, who do you want to block? No matter where the Han people are, I see Yu Fuluo right here! If you kill Yu Fuluo, what can the Han people do? Charge up and kill him, you are The real Chanyu!" The great elder turned to look at Subdelgin, and all the wrinkles on his face revealed a ferocious smell, "I will break every bone of Yufuluo! I will peel him off. I want to cut off Ufulo’s skull and make it into a mat!”

Of course, at this moment, from a military perspective, the correct approach is to take a rest first, not only to restore the physical strength of the war horse, but also to fully explore the entire battlefield during this period of time, and then arrange tasks and divide them into waves. The attack was carried out at a tempo. Anyway, Yu Fulo was on the top of the hillside. If Yu Fulo wanted to run away, wouldn't it be just what he wanted?

But at this moment, the great elder could no longer think rationally. After several ups and downs in the royal court, he originally calculated that everything he owned could be passed on to the next generation smoothly, but he did not expect that Luoltai would become like this. Although he is still alive now, he is actually the same as death. It is almost over, and the Great Elder is already old, and it is impossible for him to have a second child. He can only rely on Luoltai's next generation. But the problem is that Luoltai's child is still young, and on the grassland, young children The survival rate has never been very high, just in case...

Fortunately, Luoltai's lifeblood is still there, otherwise Luoltai would really have no value in surviving. This is also Yu Fuluo’s sinister intention. It’s okay to live, and the great elder will fight to continue the family line. Paul Ertai will survive, but it also means that life in this life will be worse than death...

The elder's heart was bleeding. He knew that living would be a lifetime of torture for Luoltai, but he still had to do this, because if something happened to the young baby, the entire family's bloodline might disappear. .

This joint dispatch of troops with Subdelkin was basically a desperate move. In order to avenge the Great Elder, he did not hesitate to support Subdelkin's rise to power. After all, people are not made of mud and mud. If after such repeated blows, you suddenly see your own life and death enemy, the culprit of your child, and you can still calmly and methodically consider the attack steps and the success or failure, then it's okay. It's almost out of the range of normal people's emotions.

Maybe the hero can do it, but the great elder is now just an ordinary old man who loves his children. Not to mention that as long as the great elder thinks of his child Luoltai's blood-stained appearance and the miserable condition of his twisted hands and feet, the blood all over his body will surge. When he saw Yu Fuluo, it was the adrenaline hormones that surged and the blood flowed. How could he listen to Subdelkin's persuasion at extreme speeds, and how could he calm down?

Subdelgin was a little helpless, but at this time he could only follow the great elder until it was dark. He looked around and couldn't help but said: "Is this the entire army of General Zhengxi?" Elder, you need to guard against being attacked by surprise!"

The great elder laughed ferociously: "If you want to come, you can only come from the east and the south. You already know the direction. What are you afraid of? Yu Fuluo is right in front of the formation. Isn't there a better chance to kill him? Kill Yu Fuluo. Let’s go! In such a large grassland, no matter how fast we run, no general of the Han people can catch up! Why, you didn’t even see the shadow of the Han people, and you started to get scared?”

Subdelkin glared at the great elder, snorted, and said no more.

"Separate three hundred-man troops! Prepare to charge!" the great elder shouted loudly, and suddenly the sound of horns sounded, floating in the world.

For a moment, the three centurions who were advancing forward hit their horses almost at the same time. Amidst the neighing of the horses, everyone unsheathed their swords and guns and rushed straight towards the slope in the direction of Fuluo. Amidst the sound of the horses' hooves, there was The great elder screamed horribly: "Kill! Kill Yu Fuluo!!"