Pu Gu's mind was trembling, and he gritted his teeth and wanted to refute his father's words. In the end, he found that he had no way to refute him!
Because, judging from the Tang people's unsparing actions this time, what his father said is the most likely thing to happen!
Mo Yun patted the trembling servant's bones, stared into his eyes, suddenly changed the subject, and asked in a low voice: "Did you mean Qi Jin's death?"
"I specifically chose him to go to the front of the Tang Dynasty to stop them!"
When Mo Yun asked this question, Pugu was at the most violent moment of his heartbeat! So he spoke out the secret hidden in his heart without even thinking about it.
But when the words were spoken, Pu Gu suddenly woke up, raised his head suddenly, and looked at his father in shock!
Everyone thought Qi Jin's death was an accident! No one even connected his death to him!
Because before that, everyone had been misled by what he said about the characteristics of firearms! They took it for granted that of the four directions surrounding the Tang Dynasty, the rear where he walked was the most dangerous, while the front where Qi Jin walked was the safest!
But none of them thought that there would be danger behind the journey!
But when the siege is completed, the trapped beasts of the Tang Dynasty may choose to break out from the left, right, or front! But they will not choose the back!
Because behind is the vast grassland, which is the world of their Turks!
Therefore, when Pu Gu first drew out the encirclement and solicited everyone's opinions, he had already secretly calculated that the possibility of the Tang people breaking out from the front and rushing directly to Shuofang was as high as 80%, so the front was the most dangerous side!
In order to give up the front to Qi Jin, who had always had a grudge against his father, Pugu volunteered to choose the rear, and then suggested that Qi Jin be responsible for intercepting the front.
I still remember that at that time, Qi Jin still had some doubts about his arrangement. But the servants all spoke up. Who among the small tribes had the courage to grab this direction? They could only huddle aside, drooling and greedy.
When the manpower in the remaining three directions was confirmed, even if Qi Jin had doubts, he could only accept the direction in front of the coveted eyes of the surrounding small tribes!
No one knew at that time: often what seems to be the safest and most beautiful is actually the most dangerous and sinister!
It is like a flower blooming on the cliff. Everyone sees its beauty, but they also ignore the numerous bones under the cliff.
Of course, the subsequent results of this matter have proved that Pu Gu's calculation was correct.
When Qi Jin fled and was pierced by a sharp arrow, he was only angry at those Tang people before he died! Angry that they drove their livestock to charge in a despicable manner instead of fighting him in an upright manner!
He never thought that behind him, there was a person who wanted him to die from the very beginning!
In the dark cave, Mo Yun looked at the servant bones with extremely complicated eyes. But in the end, he didn't say anything. He just tightened his collar, got up and walked out.
"Father, where are you going?" Seeing Mo Yun's movements, Pu Gu was startled and quickly stood up and asked.
Mo Yun, who had already reached the entrance of the cave, stopped for a moment, but did not look back. Only a sigh came: "It's getting late, I have to go back, and my tribe is still waiting for me! My child, you can only do the rest of the way.
It’s up to you!”
Pu Gu was shocked. When he came to his senses, he staggered out of the cave, only to see his father's vague back in the wind and snow.
"Don't let a little hatred blind you from now on, otherwise your world will be filled with enemies."
Mo Yun's last words came intermittently with the wind and snow, and when he heard them in Pu Gu's ears, they made him feel as if he had been struck by lightning, and his entire body was frozen in place!
"Qi Jin, I have been fighting with my father for so many years, and yet... we are not enemies!"
This magical snowy night is destined to be remembered forever!
Even if in the future, the powerful tribe also called Servant Bones rises and sweeps across the west! As the leader of the tribe, he will think of this night in the dead of night, thinking of this night that affects his life!
The heavy snowfall in the third year of Zhenguan seems to have come earlier than before.
When Pu Gu met his father Mo Yun for the last time, Xiao Han and his party finally returned to Shuofang City.
When the city gate opened wide, the Shuofang people who had already received the news gathered on both sides of the road, holding torches and braving the wind and snow to welcome their hero!
Liu Er sat on his horse and entered the city proudly, but his blackened face and the stinging pain in his buttocks from time to time made him lose some of his heroic solemnity.
Xiong Kaishan followed Liu Er, and the first thing he saw was his sister. The delicate, flower-like girl was clutching her relatives' clothes tightly, and her eyes were no longer empty!
Xiao Han was not in the welcoming team, but when he entered the city, he, Chai Shao, Ren Qing and others quietly turned into the crowd while others were not paying attention, and returned to the posthouse along the alley.
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There, Tang Jian had already prepared a table of food and wine to welcome Xiao Han and others after they returned.
"Xiao Hou entered the grassland with three hundred warriors, killed thousands of bandits, and captured countless items. You must drink this cup!"
When everyone who came back sat down, Tang Jian looked solemn, as if he had forgotten that Xiao Han had just insulted him a few days ago, and he solemnly toasted to them.
Xiao Han was full of suspicion. He carefully studied the wine glass in his hand for a long time, making sure that there were no poisons, croton and other messy condiments in it, and then he drank it carefully!
"For the soldiers to return safely from the expedition, drink victoriously!"
"For the souls of heroes who died in battle, drink victory!"
After three large glasses of wine in a row, even though Xiao Han drank a lot, a slight blush appeared on his face.
Especially when he finally heard Tang Jian talk about his brothers who died in the battle, it made him even more melancholy, and made him even more drunk!
In just a few days of this expedition, only a little over 200 of the 300 men returned, a loss of nearly one-third!
The Tang slaves who were rescued from the Turkic tribes suffered even greater losses. Nearly half of them were lost or died in the final escape, and only a few dozen people followed them back to the city.
There were also those cattle and sheep that they attacked the Turkic tribes captives. Except for a few they picked up on the way with good luck, none of them were left! The Turkic herdsmen captured on the way were all gone!
Therefore, this expedition was an out-and-out victory in the eyes of others! But in Xiao Han's heart, it could only be regarded as a tragic victory!
The best equipment, the strongest hearts, but only a miserable victory?
Thinking of the family members of the soldiers crying on the roadside at this moment, Xiao Han felt upset! Without waiting for others to persuade him to drink, he grabbed the wine bottle and drank it furiously.
The other people at the wine table all knew Xiao Han's temper and why he did what he did, so they didn't try to persuade him.
As generals of an army, the sacrifice of their subordinates is inevitable, but this does not mean that they can accept it with peace of mind!
