Chapter 469 There are too many things he has to do
Wang Ye is older, more senior, and has great military exploits.
The veterans joked and joked with Ying Chengyu without any scruples.
As for Wang Ye, he has always been restrained.
Among the veterans, only Liuzi, who has been taking care of the veteran's daily life, is not afraid of the veteran at all.
Liuzi, who was making noise around Yingcheng, wanted another Galaxy, but he always felt that something was missing amidst the excitement. He turned around and looked around, but did not see the veteran.
He wiped off the frozen snot and threw it away. The hand that still had snot left separated the crowd and looked around. He saw the veteran sitting under the tree, who had never thought of hiding his figure.
Stepping on the white snow, Liuzi shouted from a long way away:
"Master, come and compete, let the general know that your sword is still fresh!"
The veteran didn't respond, not even a single move was made.
Liuzi didn't take it seriously. The veteran was old and had some hearing loss. In the past, there were always times when he couldn't listen.
He stopped shouting and planned to talk closer. He jogged a few steps and soon came to the veteran's side. He put his hand on the veteran's shoulder and said with a smile:
"Master, don't sleep, General"
The veteran's body slid down a few inches along the tree trunk. Liuzi stood frozen with a smile and stopped talking.
It was normal for the shoulder tentacles to be cold. Liuzi didn't think much about it. Everyone on the mountain had cold shoulders.
But he obviously didn't use much strength, so why did he slide down?
"Old, master..."
Shivering, his still water-stained fingers were stretched out in front of the veteran's nose.
Normally, the Sixth Son would never dare to do this. Although a soldier does not have so many rules, as a personal guard and a housekeeper, he cannot wipe his nose on the master's face.
No heat.
Liuzi fell to the ground and fell on the master. It was very painful, as if falling on a hard stone, not like a soft human body.
Liuzi's nose felt sore, tears leaked out of his eyes, and he covered his mouth tightly to prevent himself from crying or shouting.
He sat next to the master and followed the master's last line of sight and looked over.
There was a general there who scolded the veterans for not knowing their dignity and rules, and said angrily that he had run out of urine.
There was a group of old guys there who had gone through life and death together ten years ago, and ten years later were fighting on the battlefield again.
They reached the sacred mountain of the Xiongnu, Langjuxu Mountain, and came to a place where the Central Plains people had never set foot.
It's time to laugh, laugh, and be as happy as you are now.
"I want to leave in joy, Liuzi understands."
Feng, wolf lives in Xu.
There is no worship to heaven and earth, no prayer to gods.
A group of veterans were laughing and joking on the Holy Mountain of the Huns, competing to see who could pee farther and who could pee more.
On the top of Langjuxu Mountain, where the Xiongnu thought they were closest to the gods, there were no gods to punish these mortals for their blasphemy. Only the howling north wind and the crunching snow expressed their strong dissatisfaction.
The veterans' interest was very high, but not that high. It was much lower than Ying Chengyu expected.
Ying Chengyu was a little puzzled at first, but after thinking about it for a while, he figured it out, lowered his head and smiled softly.
Feng Lang Juxu, the highest achievement of a military general in Chinese history, was not noticed by the veterans at all. There was no excitement, which is normal.
Now is the Qin Dynasty, during the reign of the First Emperor.
At this stage, Qin has always been the only country to fight externally. Qin is the most powerful country in the surrounding areas, and it can suppress the surrounding Donghu, Xiongnu, and Yueshi.
Tongwuhou Wang Bi used the excuse of losing a Qin soldier to beat Donghu several times a few months ago. The main force of Donghu is still hoarded on the northeastern border of Qin.
Not for offense, but for self-protection.
The people of Qin at this time were very proud. They had already paid back all the humiliations they had suffered, and now they were the only ones to humiliate others.
To these veterans, the Huns were nothing. Aren't they just a type of barbarians? The kind who were beaten until they dared not say a word.
Today's Xiongnu are not the ones who wanted the Han Dynasty to seek peace through the policy of fraternity, nor are they the huge country whose land area is larger than that of the Western Han Dynasty.
When you marry a princess, you don’t dare to speak out when you’re being attacked, you don’t dare to fight back when you’re beaten, and the people don’t dare to say anything when their food is robbed…
This kind of humiliation has not yet come to the Central Plains. Faced with a Langjuxushan who doesn't like him at all, it is good for the veterans to be interested in peeing in the competition.
Although this land does not seem to be suitable for farming, it can be regarded as a success in expanding the land, so we can just celebrate it.
This special celebration didn't last long, only about an hour, before Ying Chengyu asked the veterans, who were all freezing and running noses, to go down the mountain.
The veterans were sneezing and shouting as they gathered together.
"You peed your shoes in the wind, but Nai Gong peed one meter away against the wind!"
"It's not dark yet, and you're a birdie and you're already dreaming?"
"Old Hei, how can you still not have a son now that you've had these two years?"
"Hahahahaha..."
Ying Chengyu also laughed and caught a glimpse of an extraordinarily large figure from the corner of his eye.
Taking a closer look, it was Liu Zi who was carrying Wang Yan on his back.
He joked as he walked over.
"What's wrong, prince? I can't walk anymore? How far is it? Your body is much worse than before..."
As he spoke, he reached out to pick up Wang Ye's body, and winked at Liu Zi, gesturing for him to carry it.
The moment the two people's eyes met, Ying Chengyu saw Liu Zi's eyes that were still accumulating water vapor, and he couldn't say anything anymore.
He has great martial arts skills, and his senses moved along the cold wind, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of anger on the veteran...
With a cold and stiff veteran on his back, Ying Chengyu took a deep breath and took steps.
"If the tile is not broken away from the well mouth, the general will inevitably die in the battle. Prince, this is a good death for you. When you introduce me to Mr. Wu An, brag a little harder. Anyway, he can't get up and can't tell the truth from the lie."
The noisy veteran team, laughing and joking, fell silent as Ying Chengyu walked step by step.
They followed Ying Chengyu, marching silently at first, most of them without shedding tears.
They have experienced too many lives and deaths, and have long been used to it. They will soon have this day.
Just walking, walking.
Suddenly a sound rang out among the group, and then spread quickly like a tide, flooding.
The old, hoarse, hollow song echoed on the holy mountain.
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Most of them were frozen and numb.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my sword and spear, and I share the same enemy with you.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. When the king raised an army, he repaired my spear and halberd and worked with him.
"How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same clothes with you. When the king raised his troops, he repaired my armor and soldiers and went with him."
Qin Feng, the war song of the Qin State, and the song of rushing into battle.
I don’t know where it started, and I don’t know who sang it first.
This is their last battle. No one will bring them to the general again, and they will never come to the battlefield again.
Their time has passed with the veterans.
…………
"Where's my uncle?"
Ying Jianglu, who galloped all the way and refused to rest with the accompanying soldiers, finally arrived at the royal court of the Huns.
He jumped off his horse, feeling extremely tired but highly nervous.
Ying Jianglu, whose face was pale but his eyes were so bright that he didn't even take a sip of water, immediately asked Meng Wu, who was temporarily in charge of the royal court's affairs, about his uncle's whereabouts.
Meng Wu told the truth.
General Ying Lu immediately turned back to look for the horses, and was about to go up the mountain to look for them, but Meng Wu grabbed the reins and stopped him.
"Third Young Master, please rest for a while first. There is no need to rush."
"I'm not in a hurry! I'm in a hurry!"
Ying Jiang Lu suddenly pulled the reins and was about to embark on the journey again.
Meng Wu saw that his mental state was really bad, and the soldiers accompanying him hurriedly reported that the prince had not had much rest along the way, so he ordered troops and horses to stop him.
"Third Young Master, please rest first while Wu goes to look for a general for Third Young Master."
Seeing that he couldn't rush out, no matter how hard Ying Jianglu threatened him, Meng Wu wouldn't let him go.
Although the Third Young Master, who did not dare to tell the truth, looked gloomy, he also knew that Meng Tian's father was doing it for his own good, which was different from how he was restricted in Jiuyuan.
At that moment, he had no choice but to dismount again and said in a deep voice:
"Uncle comes back, please call me immediately."
"promise."
The string in my heart relaxed a little, and the feeling of fatigue surged up like a torrent and a tsunami.
Ying Jiang Lu forced himself to follow Meng Wu to the Qionglu where they were resting, and drank two bottles of water in one breath.
Without even taking off his clothes, he fell on the bed and fell asleep.
He felt that he had just fallen asleep, and not even half a quarter of an hour after he lay down, he heard someone shouting in his ear, asking him to get up.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the uncle he missed day and night sitting beside his bed.
He sat up and looked at the servants in the tent without getting angry.
"Wait and get out!"
"promise."
After he and his uncle were alone in the Qionglu, the little face that had become the faith of Gaoque City immediately fell down, and he said with a flat mouth:
"Uncle, uncle, my father passed away."
Ying Chengyu, who had just arrived at the royal court from Langjuxu Mountain and had not even entered the palace with the veteran's body, narrowed his eyes slightly when he was hurriedly called here.
He patted the third nephew's shoulder with his big hand and used his inner strength to calm down the third nephew's chaotic emotions.
But they found that the third nephew, who had always been extreme and was dissatisfied with his father and his support for Ying Fusu, was so sad that he was like a vast river, but was blocked by the dam of will.
"Cry if you want to."
Grieving silently will harm the body for a long time.
During this rapid march, General Ying was already convinced on horseback that there was an 80% chance that this story was true.
If Meng Tian really wanted to rebel, why would he use this excuse to directly send out all the Jiuyuan Army to massacre Gaoque City? It's not like Meng Tian has never done it before.
Whenever he thought that his father, who was the emperor throughout the ages, might really have passed away, Ying Jianglu could not help but feel panic and sadness in his heart.
He always thought that he didn't have deep feelings for his father who only regarded his eldest brother as the prince. There was no true love in the royal family.
But when it came to the moment when he learned about his father's death, he had no thoughts of going back to fight for the throne. Instead, he could only feel uncontrollable panic and sadness.
He became the King of the Huns, but his father didn't see it...
Little Taotie, who had always tried to suppress his emotions, relaxed his will under his uncle's persuasion.
The floods burst the banks and tears poured down.
He threw himself into Ying Chengyu's arms and burst into tears, his tears endless like fine spring rain.
Ying Chengyu, who was also very sad after losing his veteran general, patted his nephew on the back, calming down his internal energy while comforting him with words.
Half a moment.
Ying Chengyu's clothes were all soaked, and only then did Ying Jianglu calm down.
Lying in his arms, sobbing like a young animal, but no longer crying.
Ying Chengyu hugged his third nephew and spoke softly.
"Where did the news come from?"
"Meng Tian, Meng Tian came to Gaoque City to find me and told me that my father had passed away."
"Did Meng Tian say where he died?"
"Tarzan."
Mount Tai is not a sand dune... Ying Chengyu thought to himself silently and continued to ask softly:
"What else did Meng Tian say?"
Ying Jianglu raised his head, his face was like a map, with marks one after another.
"Meng Tian said that his father wanted his uncle to return to Xianyang and ascend the throne as the second emperor of Qin."
Ying Chengyu narrowed his eyes.
"Is that what Meng Tian said?"
"Yes! You want me to find my uncle quickly, return to Xianyang, ascend the throne as king, and take charge of the overall situation!"
"Uncle knows, you should sleep for a while first."
Putting his third nephew on the bed, Ying Chengyu smiled heartily.
"Don't be afraid. As long as uncle is with you, the sky of Qin will not fall."
Ying Jianglu was tired from crying.
After telling his uncle the news, his heart completely relaxed, as if only his uncle knew about it, and there was nothing to fear anymore.
He nodded, feeling that he had only slept for less than half a quarter of an hour, and after a dozen breaths, he breathed evenly and fell asleep.
It was already dark outside the window, but it was still bright when he arrived at the court of the Huns. He thought he slept for half an hour, but it was actually two and a half hours.
Ying Chengyu stood up gently, rubbed his face with both hands, and let out a long breath.
He went out and asked the waiters not to disturb the third nephew, and asked him to wake up naturally and then go get a basin of cold water to wash his face.
The coldness made him more awake.
He found a retainer who was good at using poisons and asked him to dispose of the veteran's body. He tried his best to keep the appearance of the veteran's body and at the same time, he wanted the veteran's body to be neither rotten, bad nor smelly.
Fallen leaves return to their roots.
He couldn't bury the veteran here. He wanted to take the veteran home and bury him back in Qin.
The doorman patted his chest and agreed, promising to complete the task.
Ying Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of a small matter for the time being, and then called Dun Rui, Meng Wu, Wei Zhuang, Liu Bang, Fan Kuai and others.
From everyone’s mouths, we learned what happened to Gaoque City and the main force of the Taotie Army when he was attacking the Hun Royal Court.
When he learned that Touman used his body to block Maodun's arrow before his death, and used his own death to help the son he wanted to kill become the next Shanyu, he sighed with emotion:
"He is also a hero of the generation."
Later, when he learned that Jing Ke had wiped Mao Dun's throat, Liu Bang performed a show to convince the Huns' army to be suspicious, and then he completed the task perfectly.
They were given a thousand pieces of gold on the spot.
Everything can be postponed, but rewards cannot be postponed.
Wei Zhuang reported to the Third Young Master that he beat drums and cheered up. Before the reinforcements from the small tribes arrived, the soldiers of Gaoque City defeated the 40,000 Xiongnu army. In his words, he greatly praised General Ying and praised him.
Only then did Ying Chengxuan find out about this unexpected incident.
"This kid is quite tough. If I were here, I would run as far as I can without armor, but he doesn't behave like me.
"If Wei Zhuang doesn't give up, can you stay and take care of this kid? There is no left or right prime minister here, only you, Wei Xiang."
There was no immediate response, but obvious movement could be seen between the eyebrows and eyes.
Ying Chengyu stopped mentioning the matter, and asked about what happened in detail. After discussing the merits and rewarding them, he asked everyone to disperse.
Wearing a human skin mask, he performed in front of a large group of tribal leaders.