Nuxia limped out of the camp. His right leg had been chopped to protect an unknown soldier more than 20 years ago. He took off his helmet and let his white hair fly in the wind.
It was dancing messily in the middle, and it looked particularly desolate. His body, which had always been upright, now stooped down, and he walked out with his waist bent and leaning on a spear.
The city was already in tatters, and there were young soldiers sitting on the ground everywhere. They looked a little frightened and uneasy, holding the long knives in their hands tightly, and their clothes turned pitch black, tight and tight.
They have not changed their clothes for a long time, and even the food is gradually becoming insufficient, and they can't even eat enough.
Under this situation, no one in the city vented their dissatisfaction, and no mutiny was caused. This was all due to Innusha's amazing prestige among the soldiers. Nusha looked at these people one by one, and followed his gaze.
The soldiers stood up one by one and bent down to salute him. Nuxia looked at these young people and felt a sharp pain in his heart. What was the use of continuing to persist?
The King of Kushan has surrendered, and Kushan has perished.
No matter how much he persisted, it was meaningless. Even the surrender of King Kushan made the sacrifices of tens of thousands of soldiers who died here meaningless. For a moment, the old general was a little confused. He lost his
Faith, seeing the uneasiness on the faces of these young men and listening to the groans of the seriously injured soldiers, he turned away in pain.
He didn't know how to announce the news about King Kushan to these people.
After hesitating for a long time, Nuxia finally opened his eyes. He looked at everyone calmly and said: "My dear warriors, the war is about to end."
"What?!" Everyone's eyes widened and they couldn't believe it. The war is over? Are the Han troops going back? Is this day finally coming? These people's eyes are full of hope, and some of them even want to cry.
Standing up and looking into their eyes, Nuxia said seriously: "Yes, our king negotiated with the Han army and finally decided to end this war and you can all go back to farming."
"Great!! Okay!!"
Everyone roared, hugged each other, cried with joy, and talked about the situation in their hometown. Nuxia looked at the excited faces, and the joy in his heart was uncontrollable. Finally, he also showed a smile that he had not seen for a long time.
Looking at the crowd, he waved his hand and said, "Just wait here. I'm going to go find the general of the Han army to talk about your return home."
"From now on, you will farm well."
"General? Then will you be our lord? You promised us that you would be our lord!"
"Yes, only the general can be this lord, and we are willing to shepherd the general's sheep!"
Nuxia trembled, but didn't say anything. He just smiled and asked the soldiers to move away the debris blocking the city gate, and then walked out with the young man from the palace, the lieutenant, and the three others.
He walked towards the city gate towards the Han army camp. After walking for a while, Nuxia stopped and said to the deputy general next to him: "You'd better go back. If I don't come back this time, you'll have to do it yourself."
Open the city gate and do not resist."
"But General"
"Follow my orders."
"Your welcome!" The deputy general saluted him, then turned and left.
Nuxia led the young man and walked step by step to the Han army's camp. The Han soldiers immediately set up their yellow crossbows and pointed them at them. However, Nuxia's face did not show any panic at all, and he just walked towards them step by step.
As he approached, the soldiers seemed to recognize him and hurriedly sent someone to inform the general. When Nuxia came to the door of the camp, he finally stopped and observed the fortress-like camp in front of him.
The crossbows with cold light in the hands of the soldiers also made him very curious. He didn't look like a prisoner who came to surrender, but like a tourist who came to visit. He looked at everything around him curiously. He was looking at the camp.
The door suddenly opened wide, and the bearded general Nuxia was familiar with also walked out with a young man, without wearing any armor.
Nuxia looked at this man, his eyes full of approval. This bearded general was the bravest man Nuxia had ever seen. He had personally seen this man kill at least twenty soldiers on the city wall, and even
If he had enough strength to spare, he had also fought with this man. When spears collided with each other, he knew that he was no match for this man. This man was tall and brave. If it weren't for the war, Nuxia felt that
I will definitely become a good friend with this person.
Guan Yu was also sizing up the old man in front of him. This old man impressed him deeply. Guan Yu had never met someone as tough as him. At his age and with a limp, he could even knock down seven or eight people.
This made Guan Yu admire him very much. He squinted his eyes, but he had some understanding in his heart of why he came.
King Kushan had surrendered. He knew this news earlier than Nuxia. Even the young man who reported the news to Nuxia was only let into the city at his request. Therefore, at this moment, Nuxia
Xia came alone, most likely to surrender to the big man, which made Guan Yu feel a little complicated. On the one hand, he wanted to compete with this old man, and on the other hand, he also wanted the big man to gain the old man's loyalty.
During the Battle of Kuishang, some people were eyeing the land and others were eyeing the population, but Guan Yu was eyeing this old man. He was a handsome man and a general, even among the generals of the Han Dynasty, he was not inferior at all.
Guan Yu was about to ask the translator on the side to translate, but Nuxia said: "I can say a few words without him coming."
Guan Yu was stunned, "Oh? Your Excellency can actually speak elegant language?"
"Ten years ago, I realized that the future crisis in Kushan must come from the Han Dynasty. I have learned a lot of things, including your language and writing. You have a saying in your history: If you want to defeat your enemy, you must
You know your enemy, right?" Nuxia asked with a smile. Guan Yu stroked his beard, nodded, and said: "Your Excellency is really admirable. I wonder if you can give me any advice when you come here this time?"
"I came here to surrender to our king. I came here this time just to ask you to spare the names of the 30,000 soldiers in the city. If you can agree, I will immediately order the city gates to be opened." Nu.
Xia said, with some sadness in his eyes. Guan Yu did not question him. If he didn't want to, what can you do? He still respected the old general in his heart.
"Okay, I very much welcome General Nu's surrender. You can rest assured that I will never kill innocent people indiscriminately!"
"Thank you, Your Excellency." The old general said and was about to bow to Guan Yu. As soon as his legs bent, Guan Yu suddenly stepped forward and dragged him. The old general raised his head in surprise. Guan Yu shook his head.
Said: "It doesn't have to be like this." Guan Yu dragged Nu Xia up, and then said: "I, the Emperor of Han, have always respected talented people. Your talents are enough even in the Northern and Southern armies. Perhaps, the general will use them in the future.
He is my colleague now."
Nuxia smiled and did not reply. Instead, he asked: "Can we hand over the city now?"
"Okay!" Guan Yu answered neatly. Nuxia sent the young man, and the Northern Army also sent men. Under the young man's order, the deputy general led the soldiers out of the city gate. The soldiers looked at
They looked very happy. Even if the Han army took away their weapons and equipment, the Han army looked at them and felt a little strange in their hearts. How can people who have subjugated their country be so happy?
Nuxia had been watching the soldiers of the Northern Army arrange the Kushan soldiers, and then he was taken to his camp by Guan Yu. The two talked about the war, "This time, the general has delayed us for two years."
Time has completely disrupted our idea of a quick victory. Even I was insulted by people in the court, saying that I was old and could not defeat tens of thousands of remnants."
Guan Yu said with a smile, Nu Xia shook his head and said: "No, I have been telling you before that you will attack. My suggestion is that the national power gap between the two sides is too big, so we must be prepared to defend.
It is best to hand over the full power of Gao Fu to me and let me take charge of a group of elites to stay here. As long as they are used up until you have no food or luggage, it will be considered a victory."
"However, the king doesn't trust me. He arranged a lot of miscellaneous soldiers, but they disrupted my deployment and did not pay the soldiers. He also sent several nobles to restrict me and supervise me. I have known it for a long time. Gao Fu
It couldn't be defended, so I built Shirosta City in advance and arranged a group of elite soldiers around it."
"The old general is so talented, but it's a pity that he didn't meet the Ming Lord."
The old general seemed to be reminiscing and said with a smile: "There are also Mingzhu. I also met a Mingzhu more than seventy years ago."
"Hmm? Seventy years ago? Old General, how old are you this year?"
"Six out of eighty."
"What??", Guan Yu was really shocked this time, his eyes widened. He saw that the person in front of him was older than himself, but he didn't expect that he would be so old. He was already alive.
Well, Guan Yu subconsciously showed some respect. As a Han Chinese, the idea of respecting the elderly is quite strong.
The two of them kept talking about this war, and both of them gained a lot. Then Guan Yu took him to visit some of the Han army's ordnance, even the construction of camps, daily drills, etc. Nu Xia had a lot of experience.
These were all shocking people, and it was not unreasonable to think that they had failed. After nearly half a month passed, the captured soldiers were all sent back to their hometowns, and the man no longer pursued their former identities.
In the past half month, Guan Yu and Nu Xia had been chatting happily and happily. Guan Yu had already treated the old man as his confidant. The old man told Guan Yu a lot of things, especially to the people beside him.
The old general was very disdainful of An'an and told Guan Yu many ways to fight An'an. In the past, King An'an once led people to attack Guishang. The old general personally led the team and killed King An'an almost on the spot.
According to what he said, he only led a fierce attack from the flank with 3,000 warriors and penetrated the opponent's formation of 60,000 people. The King of Anxi was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. Kushan also occupied a lot of land in Anxi.
Another night, Guan Yu and Nu Xia were chatting in the camp, and the candlelight beside them was constantly swaying.
"immortality"
"What's the matter? Don't you want to follow me to see Zhuge Linggong? I guarantee that he will not be rude to the general."
"I want to ask you something."
"General, please speak."
"Can you please fight with me?"
"Huh? The general wants to spar with me?"
"No, let's all use long swords and let's fight." The old general said kindly with a smile on his face: "I want to die in the hands of my most respected enemy."
Guan Yu looked at him blankly and sighed helplessly.
"General, you are a good general, why don't you choose a wise man and sacrifice yourself for a fool?"
"I'm not here for that idiot. If one day, Kushan invades your country, and your emperor is equally incompetent, will you, general, surrender to Kushan?" Nuxia asked with a smile.
"I see."
In the battlefield, Guan Yu was holding a long knife and was neatly dressed. He looked at Nuxia in front of him. Nuxia was also holding a long knife and his upper body was naked. The thin, rickety figure covered with scars actually looked so tall at this moment, "
Kill!!", the old general roared angrily, then limped towards Guan Yu to kill, and slashed Guan Yu's head with the long knife in his hand.
For a moment, Guan Yu raised his long sword, blocked the blow, and kicked the old general in the abdomen. The old general took a step back, dodged the attack, and slashed at Guan Yu again with the long sword in his hand.
The two of them immediately started to attack each other, no matter who was up or down. The old general tried his best every time, which became more and more difficult. As for Guan Yu, he was always able to do it with ease.
After fighting for a long time, Nuxia finally had no strength anymore. He started a little slower, and Guan Yu had already seen his flaw. He suddenly reached out and grabbed his forearm, and the long knife in his other hand
It stabbed directly into his heart.
The old general's white beard was gradually dyed with scarlet blood. He stood like that, blood kept coming out of his heart, and Guan Yu's entire arm was dyed red.
The old general slowly raised his head and looked at the distant sky.