Three Kingdoms

In February of the seventh year of Taixing.

In the royal court of the Xiongnu in the south of Yinshan Mountain, a sudden roar broke out and there was great chaos.

In the name of getting rid of thieves, the Third Prince's tribe suddenly attacked the Huyan tribe and the Xubu tribe. The two tribes were killed and dispersed, some escaped sporadically, and the rest were either killed or incorporated.

That night, the eldest prince Liu Bao was far away in the Gerjin tribe, but he slept well.

Even though Liu Bao usually seemed to be a wen sour person, he just acted like that, but when things really happened, Liu Bao abandoned his wen sourness and started planning like a hero.

He looks like a hero, but he is not a hero after all.

There are many people who look like it, but there are only a few in history who can truly be regarded as such.

What Liu Bao is good at is patience, and this is also true in history.

Historically, his father Yu Fuluo did not kill Huchuquan, and the Huchuquan tribe was still a very large tribe. So after Yufuluo's death, Huchuquan took over the position of Shanyu, and then granted Liu Bao a left-hand position. The wise king, Liu Bao could bear it. Later, Cao Cao divided the Southern Xiongnu tribe into five tribes. Liu Bao once again had his power reduced and became one of the five kings. Liu Bao continued to endure.

He endured this and endured it again, and finally a Han-Zhao regime emerged. As a result, Liu Bao's son failed. He died within two years of becoming emperor, and his grandson also failed. He started fighting among himself before long, and the result was Those who were kicked out first...

In the end, the Southern Xiongnu disappeared into thin air and there was no trace left.

But now, due to the inherent shortcomings of the tribal alliance, this disaster, or a farce, belonging to the Southern Huns is just a little ahead of schedule.

Since the farce is staged, it will not stop halfway. Even if the people on the stage want to stop, the audience sitting under the stage will not allow it.

If you stop and see, this is a ticket...

Ahem, that’s pretty much what it means anyway.

Liu Bao thought that his third brother had been persuaded by him, so now he could not act rashly, and as long as his third brother really figured it out, he would in turn help Liu Bao.

Therefore, before this day, Liu Bao still seemed to be quite determined.

During the day yesterday, he was still issuing instructions to the tribes that were leaning towards him, asking them to stick to their duties and not to act rashly.

From Liu Bao's perspective, it seemed that as long as he and the third prince didn't really fight, nothing big would happen.

As long as the third prince truly realizes the problem, Liu Bao believes that the third prince can understand his painstaking efforts. When the two families are reunited, then he, the eldest prince, will truly become the new Shanyu and will be affected by the family. Wei Shangxia's sincere devotion, as a new generation of leaders, guides Shiwei people towards a more glorious tomorrow!

So Liu Bao slept soundly without any nightmares.

Near dawn, Liu Bao was woken up.

At this time, people are most tired and their heads are not very clear. After Liu Bao turned over and stood up, he found that the lights in the tent had been lit. Gerkin's face was full of anxiety, "Your Majesty, it's not good." , the third prince took action! 』

"What? ” Liu Bao failed to react.

"Third Prince, the Third Prince has taken action!" ” Geerjin frowned, almost forming a deep “Sichuan” in the middle. Compared with Liu Bao's calmness and forbearance, Gerkin's mind has been hard to calm down these days. In addition, because he is older and thinks too much, he just can't sleep well. Now his eyes were red, and those who didn't understand thought he was so angry that he couldn't calm down.

Liu Bao's heart also skipped a beat, and he managed to maintain a posture and said, "Don't worry, tell me slowly, what's going on?" 』

Although Liu Bao pretended to be calm, it made Gerkin feel a little calmer. He lowered his voice and said, "There is a sudden change in the royal court!" The third prince sent people to attack the Huyan tribe and the Xubu tribe! Fortunately, there are guards protecting Huyan's people who ran out, but there is no news about Xubu... Your Majesty, how should we deal with it now? 』

Liu Bao's head suddenly buzzed and his vision went dark!

But even so, Liu Bao held on and pursed his lips tightly.

In fact, Liu Bao did learn a lot from Han Chinese books, such as staying calm when encountering big things, thinking twice before making decisions, etc. This makes Liu Bao older than the third prince at some ages. In the eyes of the elders, he is more like a superior person.

And the third prince who used to hunt all day was obviously not a good successor.

This guy, how dare this guy? !

Isn't he afraid that Shi Wei will actually fight among themselves, kill each other, and eventually perish?

How dare he, how dare he? !

The Huyan tribe and the Xubu tribe were the tribes that Liu Bao tended to support in the royal court. The tribe leader was also older, and of course he preferred stability rather than fighting. But why did the current change happen? Liu Bao thought he had mastered the situation, but he didn't expect that everything would suddenly overturn!

Although he always thought that he was a hero, in fact he was not. At this moment, he could not think of any brilliant strategy that could turn the tide...

Those battle examples in Han Chinese books popped into Liu Bao's mind. burn one's boats? There are no cauldrons or boats here! A last stand? Do I need to find a river? House of Flying Daggers? The surrounding area is flat, where can I bury it...

By the way, go to Yinshan!

Liu Bao said in a deep voice: "Now that the matter has come to this, we can only ask General Li for help!" 』

"Looking for Han people?" "Gerkin hesitated a little after hearing this, "Is this really necessary? 』

Liu Bao took a breath and calmed down his chaotic mood, "We can't go up anymore. It may not be useful to go to the royal court, and... the people of Shiwei can't be harmed for no reason... we can only borrow money from the Han people." The power to quickly suppress the rebellion! As long as, as long as..."

Liu Baoka paused for a moment, then closed his eyes, and stood up after a moment, "As long as we kill the third brother, this war can be quickly ended!" We, our people... will lose less! 』

……ヽ(；′Д｀)?……

The royal court of the Southern Huns.

The third prince was rushing to the small tent next to the king's tent, "Where is your father?" How is your father? 』

It has to be said that even though the third prince repeatedly stated in his words and deeds what the Han people were like, he actually still more or less agreed with the Han people's concept of loyalty and filial piety. In this life, if you can be ruthless and unjust to your parents, how can you have any affection or righteousness towards other people?

The third prince was directing the extermination of the remaining troops, and was hesitating whether to pursue them directly before dawn. The messengers from the royal court came in a hurry and told him that Yuvluo was in bad condition...

The third prince also wanted to be like a hero, and he also wanted to be a hero, but like his elder brother, he was not a hero either. Even if he tried his best to imitate, pretend to be a hero, or do something in response to Yuvrou's expectations, it was still useless.

Can a hero be fake?

Or is he just trying to be a hero?

Even Yuvrou himself is far away from the hero.

Of course, as parents, this is also the case. If you can't do it yourself or complete your life goals, you will pass the goals on to your children, and you won't care much about whether the children can complete it or whether they can bear it.

For thousands of years, people have hoped that their sons will become dragons and their daughters will become phoenixes. If it really succeeds, that's really good. If it doesn't succeed, well, generally speaking, it's not a big problem. After all, the degree of completion is not 100%. If it is 80%, or 60%, then the children are also considered. Not bad.

Most parents love their children, and most children can understand their parents. It doesn't matter if they complain or complain to each other, but if they are really rebellious and contradictory, they are in the minority.

This is the case with Humphrey and the third prince.

Humphrey himself cannot become a hero, he hopes that his children can. The third prince also understood his father and hoped that he could succeed.

It's just a pity...

Yu Fuluo, when he was young, he ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine, it was great! It's so cool to go into battle and kill someone, and then get killed yourself too! In addition, after I stabilized in the later period, I didn’t have much to take care of myself on weekdays. When I was in my forties or fifties, I still ate meat and drank heavily every day. I didn’t have to fight anymore. I ate and slept when I was full every day, and I ate when I was full. Damn it!

Then after the three pleasures, there are three highs.

Humphrey had suffered a stroke some time ago and was paralyzed on one side, unable to speak clearly and unable to move. It was precisely because of this that the eldest prince and the third prince fought for the throne. Naturally, they couldn't live in the king's tent, so they arranged them in a small tent on the side and sent people to take care of them day and night. Such a big movement in the middle of the night, of course, woke up Yuvluo. He had already suffered a stroke, and he was in bad shape after being startled...

By the time the third prince arrived, Humphrey was already groggy and had no air to breathe.

The third prince lay aside and screamed for a long time. Humphrey seemed to have finally regained some sense. He opened one of his eyes that he could still control, rolled his dim eyes, twitched the corner of his mouth, and chirped. Said something.

"It's okay, father, it's okay, everything has been settled. "The third prince seemed to know what Yuvluo was asking, so he whispered, "Huyan escaped, Xubu was caught, and the other tribes are under control. It's okay. We won." 』

Humphrey seemed to understand, but also seemed not to hear anything. He huffed and puffed for a while, and then reluctantly mumbled something.

The third prince lay aside and listened, and then asked hesitantly, "Father, are you asking eldest brother?" The eldest brother was with Gerkin, and I didn’t kill him. 』

Humphrey's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he suddenly stretched out the hand that could still move and grabbed the third prince tightly. The veins on his skinny arms were exposed, coiling around the dead bones like a snake. There was a gurgling sound in Yuvrou's throat, and half of his face was paralyzed, drooling, while the other half's eyes were wide open, and his face was so distorted that even the third prince couldn't help but be startled.

"Father? Father...what are you..." asked the third prince.

"Sprinkle...ya sprinkle...but...open...go sprinkle..."

Humphrey roared with all his strength, but his teeth and tongue were all disobedient, and he couldn't explain clearly despite spitting. In the end, there was only a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his chest. He wheezed for a long time and couldn't spit it out, and his face gradually turned blue. Get up, then tilt your head...

In the spring of the seventh year of Taixing, Luan Ti, the son of Qiangqu, the Shanyu of the Southern Huns, died in Fuluo.

……_(:з　∠)_……

The Yinshan Hussars were dispatched.

At sunset.

The setting sun illuminated the area near the southern Xiongnu royal court in blood-red color.

The sound of war horses neighing and mourning, the sounds of swords clashing on both sides, and the sound of soldiers screaming and falling off their horses suddenly resounded around the royal court of the Southern Huns.

The Southern Huns are light cavalry, and the Yinshan Hussars are technically light cavalry, but for the Southern Huns, the Hussars are heavy cavalry...

As soon as there was a collision, where the two armies met, the Southern Huns were immediately destroyed, and dozens of them fell over in an instant.

When the cavalry from both sides faced each other, their spears and spears crossed each other, and their swords and axes flew up and down. When you are in the midst of it, there is often not much room to move. You have to either parry or resist. The hussars with armor are well-trained and can often attack first. Even if they are occasionally hit by the soldiers of the Southern Huns, the armor will offset them. In comparison, the Southern Huns are very miserable. Basically, they are all Being pressed down and beaten, I didn't have much morale to begin with. I barely resisted for a while, and then I basically lay down and let others do what I wanted.

Zhang Xiu led the troops to attack. He had no intention of fighting a long-term positional battle. Seeing the collapse of the Southern Huns' troops, he did not leave any time for the Southern Huns to adjust their arrangements, so he immediately went out and led the Chinese army. Pressed it directly.

Zhang Xiu himself is also strong in martial arts. In later generations of storytelling, he was the master who could fight Zhao Yun back and forth. Now facing these Southern Huns soldiers, he is almost like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep. There is basically no one under the gun. A living person, when the Southern Huns met him, it was a dead person.

Among the third prince's men, Badu was the most courageous and skilled. If the third prince could find some weapons for Badu that matched his skills, such as spears with increased force value, armor with increased defense value, etc., then he would be a tiger general after all. It's a pity that the third prince doesn't have that much inventory, and there isn't any good stuff in the entire Southern Huns. At most, it's just plus one plus two, which is pretty good.

Although Badu was still fighting hard, at this time, the third prince on the sidelines already felt that something was wrong. Facing the strength of the Hussars, the Southern Huns retreated again and again. Seeing that the defeat on the battlefield was irreversible, the third prince had an idea in his mind, whether to abandon the large group of troops and take some with them. A few elites rush out? As long as the elite troops under his command are still there, there will be a chance to come back and control the people of Shiwei again in the future! Old Wang is dead, and the eldest prince has attracted Han people again. The overall situation has taken a turn for the worse. It is better to find an opportunity to escape!

The third prince thought he could win the battle at the beginning. After all, he heard that Zhang Xiu did not bring many people, only about a thousand people. However, he did not expect that the Han people's more than a thousand people were different from the concepts in the third prince's head. totally different……

Even if the third prince followed the tactics taught by his ancestors and occupied the west, leaving the Han people on the side illuminated by the setting sun, it did not change much of the unfavorable situation.

The Han people have hoods with hat brims on them...

There are not many Southern Huns who can truly serve the third prince and are willing to risk their lives. If all the people in front of them are lost, even if they can escape, they will have little capital in the future. If they want to come back again, they will have nothing to lose. Impossible. After all, reputation is a mysterious thing, but there are not many people who can pick it up and wash it away after it falls. In the era of information explosion in later generations, you can barely brush it with a steel wool ball. Take a look.

Only at the other end of Badu, Yu Zizi shouted fiercely, even he himself was not well protected. There were several wounds all over his body. He was brave, but he seemed to be fighting with all his strength without reservation. It was not like In order to win the final victory, it was like he was looking for a place to die!

Just when the third prince was hesitant, his troops were gradually faltered, and his Southern Huns soldiers were struggling to hold on, they heard a roaring sound coming from behind! The third prince was horrified. Looking back, he saw that the fire was rising inside the royal court again. Someone had taken the banner of the eldest prince Liu Bao and was galloping around!

The third prince's men immediately collapsed, and the Han army's cavalry men and horses let out huge cheers and pressed forward harder. Everyone's morale was as high as a rainbow, and it seemed that they were going to double-team and double-team the third prince and others. Completely wipe out a clean one!

At this moment, the third prince's vision went dark, and he almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand!

"traitor! ” The third prince cursed angrily. It was obvious that the eldest prince Liu Bao took advantage of the Han people to entangle him and raided his retreat!

Afterwards, everyone was Zhuge Liang, and before the incident, everyone was the same. Who would have thought?

After all his hard work, he had narrowly escaped death and was now on the throne, and his ambition as a man suddenly came to nothing!

The world is so big and there is nowhere to go. In this case, even if you are alive in the future, what will it taste like?

The third prince roared, led the remaining troops, advanced instead of retreating, and rushed towards Zhang Xiu and others!

In the setting sun, the third prince was like the lone warrior in the ancient Shiwei myth, holding his sword high and rushing towards the ferocious beast.

However, in the Shiwei myth, the warrior finally won.

But in reality...

A few days later, Fei Qian received a lacquer box in Chang'an.

The lacquer box is not very big. The pickled heads of the Third Prince and Badu are displayed side by side in the lacquer box. Under the sunlight, they still look rotten and decaying.

Fei Qian looked at it, nodded, then turned around and asked Pang Tong, "How about sending it back and giving him a good burial?" 』

Pang Tong laughed loudly, "How good!" This son of Luan Ti still wants to throw the blame on us and pretend to act under our orders? Haha, where is this? It must be buried with dignity, and not only must it be buried with dignity, but a tombstone must be engraved, specifically stating that the whole story is that the brothers did it themselves... In this way, the surname Luan Ti of the Southern Xiongnu for hundreds of years can be eliminated! 』

Fei Qian smiled, nodded, and waved, asking people to do as Pang Tong said, just like waving away a speck of dust in history...