Liu Ling stood outside the tent, looking at the brightly lit camp and the sentries patrolling back and forth. Under the bright moon and cool breeze, everything was solemn.
He walked out and wandered aimlessly in the camp. Now he and Zhou Jun were in a confrontation. It seemed calm, but there was a lot of turbulence hidden under the calm. Liu Ling actually knew it in his heart. Look.
Looking at the young and energetic faces of the soldiers walking past him, Liu Ling felt a kind of pressure and helplessness in his heart.
How many of these young living lives will be lost in this damn war?
Since ancient times, how many people have fought on the battlefield? Liu Ling lamented not only the current period, but also the war between the Northern Han Dynasty and the Later Zhou Dynasty. The latter Zhou Dynasty was very powerful, occupying the land of ninety-eight states and having seventy-two states.
The battalion of soldiers and horses occupies an absolute advantage in terms of strength comparison, but does this mean that there will definitely be victory next week?
Even if it is a victory, how many people will bury their bones in the yellow sand? Strong strength does not necessarily mean victory. The right time, place and people are all factors that determine victory or defeat. During the Sui Dynasty, they sent an army of 300,000 to conquer Goryeo.
With only 3,000 men, were the Koreans really good at fighting? Was the Sui Dynasty's 300,000-strong army really incompetent?
Although the war was fought between the Northern Han Dynasty and the Later Zhou Dynasty, Liu Ling knew that the decisive factor of victory or defeat was not in the hands of either side. It was in the west, with one of the first heroes in the Western Regions.
The so-called Wei is in the hands of Xiao Xiao. He can destroy the Northern Han Dynasty with a single thought, and can make the Zhou army retreat with a single thought.
Liu Ling was a little helpless and put his hope of victory in the hands of others. This feeling was not good. Everything in the world is subject to change. Who can predict what will happen next? During the Three Kingdoms period, Zhuge, the military prince of Shu, was a talented person in the world, but in the end he was not miserable.
The end? Six out of Qishan, there are almost no opponents in the direction of the soldiers, but how many times has the Wu State, standing next to Shu, held back? How many times have the failures been caused not by the enemy, but by the allies around them?
Now, the situation in the Northern Han Dynasty is chaotic and corrupt. Even if the Xixia camp sends troops this time to solve the crisis, what will happen in the future? You can't leave the fate of the country and the people to others. You can't always look at others.
Are you acting on face? It is indeed a good thing to have a strong ally, but the example of Daliao is here. Who can deny that Xixia will be the next Daliao?
Just the annual tribute demanded by the Liao Kingdom was like a heavy mountain weighing on the shoulders of the people of the Northern Han Dynasty. If Xixia also came to ask for it, what would be given to him?
There are no permanent enemies, and there are no permanent friends. Even if Xixia is willing to send troops to help this time, who can predict that soon, the Xixia people will stand with Houzhou again to deal with the Northern Han Dynasty? A weak sheep next to
, surrounded by three hungry wolves with malicious intentions, how can this situation be resolved?
As Liu Ling walked, he kept thinking about this problem in his mind.
These three countries are ten times or even dozens of times more powerful than the Northern Han Dynasty. They are just trying to contain each other. The Northern Han Dynasty, which occupies less than one province, is struggling to survive in the gaps. It is not easy.
Liu Ling was walking and suddenly found that he had arrived at the camp where Lu Yuzhu was. He smiled bitterly and thought to himself: What happened to him? How did he end up here? Could it be that he was already worried about it in his heart?
This woman? Unknowingly, you want to go over and see her?
He shook his head and smiled bitterly. He didn't know whether accepting her love was good for her or hurting her. On the battlefield, there were endless variables. Liu Ling didn't know if he would die accidentally. He himself was originally
I am relieved. I have lived two lives anyway, and there is nothing terrible about dying again. But now I have accepted Liu Meier and Lu Yuzhu. If I die, what will they do?
Seeing that there was no light in the big tent where Lu Yuzhu was, I thought she had suffered a lot on the way here and was exhausted now. She should have fallen asleep, right?
Just as he turned around to walk back, he heard a weak call from behind him.
"Your Majesty?"
Liu Ling looked back and saw a weak figure standing there beside the brazier at the entrance of the tent. It was Lu Yuzhu. Liu Ling did not expect that she was not asleep yet, so she couldn't help but be a little surprised. Nodding, Liu Ling
Walked over.
Under the swaying lights, the evening breeze blew Lu Yuzhu's hair gently. She was wearing a goose-yellow dress, which made her look a little fragile and pitiful. When Liu Ling got closer, she noticed that her eyes were red.
She was red and seemed to have cried not long ago. Her complexion was not very good, too fair.
Liu Ling knew that she had suffered too many grievances along the way, and Liu Ling felt a little distressed when she looked at her soft and weak look.
"Why don't you rest?"
Liu Ling walked up to her and asked.
As if she was afraid that Liu Ling would find out that she had just cried, this stubborn and paranoid little woman turned her head slightly, not daring to look Liu Ling in the eye. She was slightly panicked, raised her hand to straighten the hair hanging down in front of her forehead,
A little embarrassed.
"I don't know what's wrong. I'm obviously tired, but I can't sleep."
she says.
Liu Ling felt sour and wanted to reach out to straighten her hair, but the hand finally stopped halfway. In any case, in this era, etiquette and rules still constrained Liu Ling. Although men and women have different acceptance and acceptance,
The concept of marriage only gradually became popular during the Song Dynasty, but after all, this is not modern times. Confucius did not do anything else, but there were quite a few rules between men and women.
During the Tang Dynasty, women's style was quite bold, and there were not so many trivial rules between men and women. This can be seen from the fact that women at that time liked to wear men's clothes. By the Song Dynasty, especially after Zhu Xi, the relationship between men and women
The boundaries are already very strict and have reached an insurmountable level.
Seeing Liu Ling's actions, Lu Yuzhu inevitably felt a little panicked. But seeing Liu Ling retract her hand, she felt a little inexplicable melancholy.
"It's windy and cold at night, and you're tired from the journey. You'd better rest early."
Liu Ling finally said.
Lu Yuzhu looked disappointed. She nodded, and then said: "My lord, you have worked hard, so you should go to bed early."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to return to the big tent. However, when she turned around, her shoulders that seemed to be without support trembled slightly, making her look particularly helpless. Liu Ling felt soft in her heart and subconsciously
He reached out and took her hand and said: "Don't cry anymore... I... will feel sorry for you."
Lu Yuzhu trembled, and then slowly turned around. On her face, two more lines of tears fell from unknown time. Liu Ling raised his hand, gently touched her cheek, and wiped the
Wiping away the tears, Lu Yuzhu looked at Liu Ling's clean and beautiful face infatuatedly, and her tears of grievance fell down again.
"Take a walk?"
Liu Ling asked softly while wiping away her tears.
Lu Yuzhu nodded and let Liu Ling hold her hand and follow Liu Ling out aimlessly. At this time, in the big tent, because she was really tired, scared, and had been tortured by all kinds of hardships, Xun was increasingly haggard.
Her son was already fast asleep, and her chest was rising and falling slightly. For some time ago, it was so happy to have a peaceful sleep now. However, there was still a drop of crystal tear hanging in the corner of her eye.
She seemed to be dreaming, her brows were furrowed tightly, and her little hands were tightly clenched, as if there was something terrible in her dream.
Suddenly woke up, Xun'er sat up. She looked around in panic, and saw that Miss Lu Yuzhu was not in the tent. She immediately panicked. She stood up and ran to Lu Yuzhu's bed to take a look, and saw that the quilt was folded.
Her clothes were neat and tidy, and it was obvious that the young lady had not yet fallen asleep. She quickly walked to the door of the big tent, opened the curtain and rushed out.
When she raised her eyes, she happened to see Liu Ling and Lu Yuzhu walking side by side towards the distance. Xun'er took a long breath, stretched out her hand and caressed her chest twice. She looked at the two people walking side by side under the moonlight.
A group of men and women, for some reason, looked so harmonious. Xun'er smiled and said silently in his heart: "Miss! You want to be happy!"
After Liu Ling walked for a while, he met patrolling guards from time to time in the camp. So he couldn't hold Lu Yuzhu's hand all the time. The two of them walked in silence for a long time. To be honest, there were still a lot of people in the camp.
It's really not a place for romance. The atmosphere of fighting and killing is too strong, which will inevitably dilute the love between children.
However, even though the two of them walked in silence and no one spoke, Lu Yuzhu suddenly felt a very satisfied sense of happiness in her heart. This feeling made her enjoy it very much and she was also obsessed with it. She was even thinking,
If I could continue to be with him like this, it would be a very happy thing.
Walking to a deserted place, Liu Ling turned around, looked into Lu Yuzhu's eyes and said: "I don't know what to say, maybe I think too much. But please believe that what you have endured before
Pressure, torture, and grievance will never happen again. I will give you a guarantee that may not come true. As long as I can return to Taiyuan Mansion alive, I will definitely marry you!"
Lu Yuzhu's body trembled, and her tears of happiness fell again. This strong woman had experienced so many hardships along the way without crying, and she could not hold back her tears of happiness at this time. After so much, she finally got something.
The result she wanted, she suddenly felt that even if she died now, it would not be an injustice.
Seeing her crying, Liu Ling felt distressed and wiped her tears away again and said: "Don't cry anymore. From now on, you can only laugh and live happily."
Lu Yuzhu nodded vigorously, and said with a blush on her face: "Your Majesty, Yuzhu... is willful. But, Yuzhu is really scared. I'm afraid that if I don't come to see you this time, what if... I just want to be far away
I wanted to go back after taking one look at you, but I was unwilling to do so. I took one look at you and wanted to see you again. So I hid outside the camp for several days, telling myself every day that as long as I saw the prince one more time, I would go back.
Well, I will never miss it from now on. But...but I just can't control myself."
Liu Ling was moved, and she subconsciously held Lu Yuzhu in her arms. Lu Yuzhu was startled by his bold move, and her heart jumped in panic. She clenched her fists tightly, feeling afraid and worried.
It's joyful and extremely contradictory.
Liu Ling lowered his head, stared into her eyes and said, "How can Liu Ling be so virtuous? There is a young lady who is so infatuated with me that she will have no regrets even if she dies."
Lu Yuzhu was frightened and stretched out her hand to cover Liu Ling's mouth, and said urgently: "Don't say that, the prince will not die. The prince will definitely win this war and return to Taiyuan Mansion in glory, and then...then...
…”
Then, she couldn't say the words.
Liu Ling smiled and said, "Then I will marry you in a glamorous manner, right?"
Lu Yuzhu was so shy that she pressed her little head hard into Liu Ling's arms. Liu Ling held up her cheeks and looked at her charming face under the moonlight. She could no longer control herself and lowered her head to kiss her.
When his lips touched hers, a warm, moist and a little sweet feeling came over her. Lu Yuzhu struggled in panic, and then hugged Liu Ling's body tightly.