Chapter 36 Chapter 10 Barbarians attack the barracks under the false banner, but they really belong to the king
It was still breakfast time, and the Shu army barracks seemed to be scorched by the scorching sun at noon. The corners of the barracks were boiling, and the soldiers who had nothing to do all went to the Chinese army camp, and even the soldiers on duty on the sentry tower secretly looked at hand it down.The seductive curiosity awakened the turbulent youth of the young soldiers. It turned out that the yak breed and the big cow breed sent twenty barbarian women.
A total of twenty women, eighteen or nineteen older, fifteen or sixteen younger, were all as delicate and fresh as garlic cloves fished out of clear water, watery and crisp.
These women headed back into the barracks, surrounded by strange and young men's faces, whistles sounded, and those wolf-like gazes seemed to want to strip their clothes off, making them tremble in fright. Already half were crying.
Twenty women waited outside the tent of the Chinese army, one by one, like agarwood slices packed too tightly, the fragrance was scattered very restrainedly.Xiuyuan walked out of the tent of the Chinese army, and when he looked up, he saw twenty timid and dizzy faces. Pretty is alluring, and fear is pitiful.
He shook his head, walked straight past them, went straight to the other camp, opened the curtain and saw that Long Youna was holding a bamboo stick in a daze.
"Manzi Niu," he shouted, "you barbarian women are here, why don't you go and see?"
Long Youna also heard that the yak breed and the big cow breed sent women to the barracks, and he said listlessly: "What's there to see?"
"If you don't look at it again, you won't be able to see it later."
Long You was stunned: "I can't see you?"
Xiu Yuan threw him the oilcloth bag in his hand, but inside were two steaming sesame cakes: "Our prime minister will send them back."
"Why do you want to send it back?" Long You was confused, could the Yanfu that came to his door be returned? Aren't all Han people lustful?
Xiu Yuan stared and said: "What kind of person does our Cheng look like, can he care about your savage women?"
Long Youna retorted: "He doesn't care, why, where else can he find a more beautiful woman, more beautiful than our barbarian daughter?"
Xiu Yuan spat at him: "Our prime minister doesn't like this. Besides, the prime minister's wife is much better than your savage women. Needless to say, she has great strategy, wisdom and virtuousness, and she can do more than men."
Long You just thought that Xiu Yuan was talking nonsense, and he didn't believe that there was such a woman in the world: "Your prime minister is not close to women, so what does he do every day?"
Xiu Yuan grabbed the oil bag in Long You's hand, broke off the sesame cake and ate it by himself: "What do you know, don't the men in the world have nothing to do except indulge in women's lust? Our prime minister has a lot of things to do, On weekdays, the important affairs of the government are one after another, and there is no time to catch your breath, that’s all, you don’t understand even if you tell me.”
Long Youna felt that he was underestimated, he stalked his neck and said: "Who said I don't understand, your Han court is not a fish hidden in the water, why don't I know?" He snorted a few times and didn't want to answer Xiuyuan, because he was curious about Zhuge Liang, said again, "Aren't your prime ministers the biggest officials of the Han people? Why are you so busy? I heard that the high officials of the Han people don't do anything, they just kowtow in court and say flattery."
Xiu Yuan sighed: "Our prime minister must do everything by himself, and we have to do everything before we can rest assured. If you see him doing things once, you will know that he can not eat or drink for dozens of hours, and he will not stop when he is tired and sick."
Long Youna imagined Zhuge Liang's crazily busy appearance in his mind, and when he thought of a bee that would fly until he died, he said blankly, "Why?"
It was difficult for Xiuyuan to answer, he thought about it seriously: "For the responsibility of the world, it is also for the grace of knowing you."
It is Longyou's completely unfamiliar concept, it is a life and ideal that he has never experienced, it is different from the misty cold current in the high mountains and canyons of Nanzhong, and it is not the quiet love between dragonflies and beautiful mountains and rivers, it is related to unbearable experience and heavy responsibility , like a tightly closed lock, what is locked is a whole rich world.
Long Youna didn't say a word, and Xiu Yuan didn't interrupt. He was bored and ate the cakes one after another, but found that he had eaten up the sesame cakes that were originally given to Long Youna. He patted the broken cakes on his body embarrassedly: " I'll find you some more bread."
Long Youna was still in a trance, and he didn't know that Xiu Yuan had gone out, the tent was as quiet as being locked in an earthen jar, the stuffy air was flowing slowly, but he couldn't find the exit.
After an unknown amount of time, footsteps sounded again in the camp, and someone walked in. Long You raised his eyes, and the person who came was not Xiu Yuan.
"A Meng!" Long Youna jumped up in shock, and was dragged down again by the injured foot.
Ah Meng rushed over to hold him down, and said in a subdued voice, "Don't yell!"
Long You shook his head in disbelief: "Why are you here?"
Ah Meng looked left and right, laughed in his throat and said, "The big cow breed and the yak breed send female prostitutes to the Han people, and I sneaked in among the messengers."
Long Youna didn't care what method Ah Meng used to sneak into the barracks, he was very happy to see his good friend, he said happily: "It's good if you can come and see me, but I'm bored!"
"I won't be here for long," Ah Meng stood vigilantly against the tent opening, "I have something to say quickly," he leaned closer to Long Youna's ear, "Be prepared, our people will pretend to be yak breeders in three days' time." The bull breed will send envoys to the barracks, and then I will rescue you."
Long Youna was astonished: "What is this going to do?"
Ah Meng shoved him: "Stupid cow!"
Long You looked at Ah Meng's paradoxical smile, and suddenly came to his senses. He almost blurted out, and hastily choked up his voice: "You, you... are you going to..."
Ah Meng grabbed his arm: "Don't say it." He warned again, "I'm leaving, remember what I said, after Zhuge Liang's head is beheaded, we will go back to Dragonfly together."
Long Youna was stunned, he wanted to ask more clearly, but when he struggled out of the misty confusion, Ah Meng had disappeared, only a strand of orange light rippling at his feet.
The August sun was already a little chilly, and the tents of the Chinese army were covered with snow-white light. Zhuge Liang listened quietly to Yang Yi's words, and when he raised his eyes and saw Ma Dai walking in, he signaled Yang Yi to stop. Knowing that Zhuge Liang wanted to have a private conversation with Ma Dai, Yang Yi saluted and backed out. Zhuge Liang stared at Ma Dai's face, Ma Dai's respectful expression was mixed with entangled annoyance, like white flour mixed with black ashes, the anger that had been accumulated for half a month had not dissipated, and the anger was not only Ma Dai, but also the Shu army. Perhaps half of the soldiers were suffocating, fighting victorious battles one after another, and the good news was received in their hands. Before the joy was over, it turned into a mourning news, and the victory was as boring as an absurd joke.They couldn't figure out why the prime minister let go of the fruits of victory after a lot of hard work, and why the previous efforts were made. Could it be that the Southern Expedition was just to practice the army?If it's a game, how can those sacrifices that can be seen and measured be made up for? "Bo Zhan," Zhuge Liang said slowly, "how many times has Meng Huo been captured alive?" "Three times!" Ma Dai's answer seemed to blurt out of his mouth. Twenty days after Meng Huo was captured alive for the third time, he personally led barbarian scouts to visit the camp of the Shu army.At that moment, the sentinel went to report to Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi made a decisive decision, and dispatched a hundred-man squad from the left battalion to raid on both sides. One team bluffed and pretended to be encircled by a large army, while the other team split up and outflanked Meng Huo. With nowhere to retreat, he thought that the Shu army would go out to arrest him. When he fled in panic, he fell into a trap dug by the Shu army outside the camp for hunting, and sent him to the Chinese army like a bundle of wild boars. He was still unconvinced and refused to surrender. .The angry generals almost violated the military order and killed each other with personal enmity. Zhuge Liang resisted all opinions and let Meng Huo out of the camp, but he was escorted by more than 30 people.In the short distance from the tent of the Central Army to the gate, soldiers filled with righteous indignation poured out, cursing unceasingly. If not for the strict orders of the generals of the battalions, Meng Huo would have been torn to pieces by them. Since Ma Dai disobeyed the order and attempted to kill five hundred barbarians last time, Zhuge Liang had been imprisoned in the camp to reflect on himself, but the more he reflected, the more he added fuel to the fire. The impulse faded, but the hatred deepened. Zhuge Liang naturally knew Ma Dai's undiluted resentment, as if he said deliberately: "There will be a fourth time." Ma Dai wanted to stab himself to death. He thought that Zhuge Liang must be crazy. He repeatedly showed kindness and protection to a stubborn barbarian, and ignored the sacrifices of the soldiers of the Southern Expedition. He refused to accept it and said, "Prime Minister, why?" Zhuge Liang said slowly: "If Meng Huo surrenders, there won't be a fourth time. If he still resists, he can only be released again." He sighed perplexedly, "Meng Huo is the leader of the barbarians in Nanzhong. Even the barbarians under his command should bow their heads, he will enjoy peace in the South and China, and the barbarians will feel at ease, the imperial court seldom conquests, and forbearance for a while is for the benefit of the world." "Isn't there no end to being lenient and gentle?" Ma Dai said angrily. Zhuge Liang said with certainty: "Yes." "When? After ten or a hundred times?" Ma Dai seemed to be talking angrily. Zhuge Liang was still gentle: "It won't be more than two months. It's cold in October, and the army has to return to the court." "What if Meng Huo still refuses to surrender?" Zhuge Liang was silent for a while, stroked the feather fan on the table, but did not move for a long time on a book: "The Ju court suppressed the rebellion, as a last resort." He slightly raised the feather fan, and knocked it down vigorously, "Do it with military law." Ma Dai stared blankly at the cold Zhuge Liang, as if he saw a sculpture surrounded by mist, mysterious and indestructible. He was puzzled and said: "Since the prime minister has the heart to kill Meng Huo, why are you killing Meng Huo again and again?" Forbearance?" "Meng Huo was captured again and again for me, but he was forced again and again. Even though he refused to accept, he was able to declare that he was superior to the barbarians. Meng Huo, who was stubborn and unruly, was appeased by the court, let alone others? Since then, there have been all kinds of Luoqu rates that have either obeyed Wang Hua, or sent envoys to Guan Bai. In the future, they will have to use the national code of law, and they will first be virtuous and then punished. It will definitely not be blamed by the barbarians. Then they will kill indiscriminately, the hearts of the people will be frightened, and they will turn around and gather together, gaining the land but not the people, the Nanzhong will not let go, the king will not be able to transform, the rear will not be stable, how can the country be stabilized?" Ma Dai never seriously thought that there was such a deep plan hidden behind the capture of Meng Huo. Zhuge Liang was not unwilling to kill Meng Huo. If he was forced by the situation, he would raise the blade of beheading. "Then, the prime minister will still treat Meng Huo with softness?" Ma Dai's tone was obviously much softer. Zhuge Liang sighed silently: "Before the death of the late emperor, he had earnestly warned me that the stability of the country requires patience, and I can't bear personal anger. How can there be justice, and can't bear petty anger? How can there be great benefits? The deaths of Lu Kai and Gong Lu are deplorable, but, They lived for the benefit of the country, and died for the benefit of the country, and the future generations of the world will regard their death as the most important thing." Ma Dai really understood Zhuge Liang's painstaking efforts. His initial refusal to yield was not because he was unwilling to reflect on himself, but because he had a stubborn tendon stuck in his mind. His resentment was swept away, and he said sincerely: "Prime Minister, Ma Dai is ashamed." Zhuge Liang smiled benevolently: "Liang knew that Uncle Yue has the heart of a gentleman, and he must have understood the difficulty of the Southern Expedition to attack the heart." Ma Dai said sincerely: "Prime Minister, Ma Dai must obey the Prime Minister's military order from now on. If there is any violation, the Prime Minister will be held accountable!" Zhuge Liang was moved by Ma Dai's sincerity: "Bo Zhan has the courage to set an example for the three armed forces. Now there is an important matter, and uncle Yue must do it." "But only the prime minister orders." "Four captures of Meng Huo!" Zhuge Liang said briskly, but his tone was firm and irreversible.
A ray of red glow hanging at the gate of the camp slowly disappeared like dried water. Hei Ye tightened his clothes and locked the light in his reserved body.The camp tent is like eyes that have not been closed tightly, breathing in a little shimmer, like a silver thread floating in the air, trying to catch it, but it flies out of the palm. There was noise and knocking against the camp tent, which seemed to be that the army was entertaining the envoys of the yak species and the big ox species. After the twenty barbarian women were sent away, three days later, the two species came again. , and the warmth of the Han people is boiling hot. Long Youna turned over, the burning anxiety in his heart made him sleepless, but when he turned his head, he saw Xiu Yuan sitting by a lamp reading a book, so focused that he didn't notice Long Youna's restlessness at all. "Dogman!" Long Youna couldn't bear it anymore, so he blurted out. Xiu Yuan glared at him: "I have a name and a surname." Long You frowned, he still felt that "Xiu Yuan" was a mouthful: "Your name is weird." Xiuyuan was not happy: "My husband took it for me, what do you know!" "Why did he give you a name?" Long You seemed to be listening to a joke. Xiuyuan ignored his teasing, and said proudly: "Sir not only gave me a name, but also saved my life, Mr. is my reborn parents!" Long Youna was in a daze: "He saved your life?" "That's right," Xiu Yuan gradually lowered his tone, "It was seventeen years ago, when Jingzhou was hit by a military disaster, my whole family was killed by the sword, and no one escaped... It was Mr. who saved the dead from the dead I……" Long You didn't expect Xiu Yuan to have such a tragic past, he said wistfully: "I really didn't know that your life experience is so bleak." Xiuyuan put down the book in his hand, with an instant solemn expression, he said firmly, "How much do you know about my affairs, and how much do you know about my husband's affairs? We came to Nanzhong from Chengdu to quell the rebellion, so that The country is peaceful and the people are healthy, but your barbarian king refuses to submit, has been captured many times, and resisted repeatedly. The soldiers of the three armies are living in barren land here. Their parents, wives and children are looking forward to it every day. You say that we Han people bully barbarian people , but we have already shown our kindness, and we wanted to end the war, but why did we wait so many innocent people to shed blood on the battlefield, who is to blame? Our General Gong, you have seen, what a gentle person, to save The innocent risked their lives to go to the disaster, but were brutally slaughtered by the barbarians, even iron and stone should cry! In order to quell the flames of war, countless Han soldiers spilled blood in the mountains and forests, and countless barbarian people buried their bones in the wilderness, who should be blamed?" Long You was so frustrated by Xiu Yuan that he couldn't refute him, these words had been struck and tortured in his heart, but he never dared to give himself a clear answer, he hesitated: "Then, why did your prime minister release him? " Xiuyuan said helplessly: "Will you not let him go? He refused to surrender, and wanted to fight. The master said that it is easy to conquer the city, but it is difficult to conquer the hearts of the people. Sir, I hope that the people in Nanzhong will truly return to Wang Hua, and the war will end from now on. .” Long Youna was silent for a long time: "Your prime minister," he seemed to be trying to pick out the words from his heart, "you are an extraordinary person." Xiuyuan was stunned, this was the first time he heard Long Youna praise Zhuge Liang, or rather, praise a Han.Long Youna, who was full of "dog man" angrily, would be convinced by Zhuge Liang's charisma. He was immediately delighted. Maybe this barbarian who had troubled him for two months would finally bow his stubborn head. "Xiuyuan." Long Youna suddenly shouted, his lips twitched, he made a difficult choice in his heart, the two armies confronted each other, he didn't know whether he should reveal the truth, or continue to keep silent. Xiu Yuan looked at it strangely, and urged, "What are you talking about? Say what you have to say." Long Youna gritted his teeth: "Xiu Yuan, actually..." But he couldn't bear to tell the truth anymore, the boiling noise outside the tent answered for him, and the beating firelight reflected the curtain red, as if a huge red lotus was growing crazily. Xiu Yuan was surprised: "What happened?" Shouts and footsteps resounded in the barracks, as if they had been ransacked by thieves. The flames became brighter and more vigorous, like hot lava spouting from a volcano, about to swallow the entire barracks. Before Xiuyuan could react, the flames flickered, Someone rushed in. "Long Youna, I'm here to save you!" Xiu Yuan watched as a barbarian youth jumped out like a ghost, grabbed Long Youna's arm, his red face was full of ecstasy, turned his face to see Xiu Yuan, his expression instantly became like a bloodthirsty demon terrible. "Dogman!" He raised his arm, aimed at the top of Xiu Yuan's head with the horn knife and slashed hard. Xiu Yuan was still in a dream, Senhan's knife light split his forehead, a cold sharp line scraped from the top of the sky to his jaw, the huge force he had never touched made him feel oppressed by a boulder. I can't move either. But the saber light stopped an inch away from his fontanel, unable to strike for a long time, Xiu Yuan, who was still in shock, was still unable to move, and saw an unbelievable scene from the corner of his sweat. It turned out to be Long Youna who stopped the assailant, he rushed over recklessly, exhausted all his strength, and stopped Ah Meng's sure-to-kill sword. Ah Meng also found it unbelievable, he was held tightly by Long Youna, unable to use his killing power, he was angry and suspicious: "Long Youna, what are you doing?" Long Youna took advantage of Ah Meng's daze, and pushed him away forcefully: "Don't kill him!" "He is Han!" Ah Meng shouted. Long Youna stood in front of Xiu Yuan, holding the bamboo stick for transportation and slowly raised it up: "Han people, there are good people among Han people!" "You..." Ah Meng thought that Long Youna was confused, or he heard it wrong. "Han people also have good people!" Long Youna said almost crying, tears were about to roll out of his reddened eyes, he swung his bamboo stick, and suddenly tapped on Ameng's shoulder, "Go!" Ah Meng didn't move for a while, he stared at Long Youna for a long time as if he didn't know Long Youna: "Long Youna," he slowly retracted the horn knife, "Hello..." He nodded his head and said, the light flashed Moving, the figure jumped out of the tent. The bamboo stick in Long You's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and he sat down as if he had collapsed, waving his hands weakly: "You, you go..." Xiuyuan finally came back to his senses, he seemed to realize something suddenly, and asked, "So, you know?" Long Youna couldn't speak, his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul, Xiu Yuan was furious: "Liar!" The sudden fear was like a torrential rain, and he trembled all over: "Sir!" He shouted out loud, ignoring Long Youna's good or bad, and rushed out recklessly.
Meng Huo's fourth capture was full of absurd drama. He pretended to be a big ox and a yak to send envoys, with one hundred envoys inside and two thousand troops outside, trying to attack the camp of the Shu army together from inside and outside. If Zhuge Liang was captured alive, he would be able to cleanse him of being captured many times in the past few months. shame. He had been hiding in the jungle outside the camp waiting for the news from the inside. When he arrived in the dead of night and the sky was dim, he saw a fire burning in the camp of the Shu army, which was a signal of the success of the matter.Thinking he had won, he led the barbarian soldiers to rush into the opened gate. He was the first to rush into the tent of the Chinese army where Zhuge Liang was. The brush is still dripping with thick black ink. Then he waved the ox horn knife and shouted triumphantly: "Zhuge Liang is captured quickly!" Zhuge Liang raised his head, and the light shone on his face, and he even showed his teeth in a frivolous smile, not as graceful and composed as Zhuge Liang. He suddenly realized that this was not Zhuge Liang at all, but just as he was in a daze, that "Zhuge Liang" had jumped up from behind the desk, and a three-foot-long ring-headed knife slashed down from the sky like a bolt of lightning. Squeeze his shoulders.The power that had been accumulated all night and exploded in an instant weighed heavily on his body. When he wanted to struggle, countless soldiers of the Shu army rushed in. Hundreds of flying ropes appeared in his eyes, the light of swords, the light of swords, The light and gaze knocked on his spine that couldn't straighten up. He was tragically captured alive again. "Zhuge Liang!" He yelled this name hysterically. It was not calling for a person, but breaking through some terrible fate, trapping him like an iron net, and unable to escape like a nightmare. Half an hour later, Zhuge Liang appeared in the tent of the Chinese army. He first took the white feather fan from Ma Dai who was disguised as him, and silently looked at Meng Huo, who was covered in ropes all over his body, like a fat silkworm chrysalis. "Are you convinced?" He only asked Meng Huo a word. Meng Huo resolutely burst out a word: "No!" Zhuge Liang sighed: "Are you going to force me to kill you?" This was the first time Meng Huo heard from Zhuge Liang that he was going to kill him. He refused to surrender all the time, and he had the strange idea of being proud of his favor.It turned out that Zhuge Liang also had a killing blade in his heart, but he didn't make a move easily until the time came. Zhuge Liang said solemnly: "Repeated battles and repeated defeats, is that what you hope for? Is it what you want for the people of Nanzhong to suffer repeated wars?" Meng Huo was speechless, he saw Yin Yin Qiyi on that tired face, and also saw pain and regret.His tense heart seemed to be pulled out suddenly, and it collapsed piece by piece. He wanted to stick it back in panic, but found that he was stupid. "Again, again..." He thought he was like a clumsy squirrel, and couldn't bear to repeat what he said a second time, "Give me one more chance, and I must win you once." Ma Dai was the first to shout: "Presumptuous, a general who has been repeatedly defeated, dares to have unreasonable thoughts!" Zhuge Liang waved his hand to stop Ma Dai's reprimand: "Is this the last time?" "Yes..." Meng Huo said reluctantly. Zhuge Liang fixed Meng Huo's dodging eyes, and said earnestly: "Liang hopes that you will think about the people of Nanzhong and the well-being of the common people, and don't use your own personal anger to ignore all living beings." He waved his feather fan, "Let him go!" The rope on Meng Huo's body was untied, and he stared blankly at Zhuge Liang, not knowing what to say, so he took a step back and saluted politely for the first time. "Prime Minister, will Meng Huo submit? I don't think he will agree with his tone!" Ma Dai looked at Meng Huo's back, unable to let go. Zhuge Liang shook his head. He didn't know if Meng Huo would be convinced, but he had a strong feeling that the day to return to Chengdu was not far away.
Long Youna squeezed his way into the crowd of soldiers with all his strength, and seeing some of the released barbarians, he didn't care that they were in the army camp of Shu County, and shouted: "Uncle!" He turned his head and said, "Long Youna?" He was pushed forward by the barbarians who were rushing out of the camp behind him, and he couldn't stop to talk to Long Youna. Long Youna ran with the team, knocking the bamboo stick on the ground, and vortices exploded: "Uncle, is this battle still going on?" He was at a loss, he didn't know how to answer, this war was like a ridiculous joke, it shouldn't have happened in the first place, and it shouldn't have lasted so long after it happened, but now that it's hard to get off, how can it end neatly. "Uncle," Long Youna yelled almost hysterically, "Stop hitting, stop hitting!" Qi Qi was shocked by Long You's explosive cry, he wanted to stop and say a few more words, but was pushed out of the gate by the barbarians behind him.He pushed aside the two barbarians who were blocking him, and saw Long You standing staggeringly in the crowded barracks, like a piece of grief-stricken wood, the fresh vitality was wafting away, and then everything was blurred , or the wind and sand raised, or the eyes are wet. Long You fell down and sat down, tears burst out like springs, and many surprised eyes fell on his face distorted by pain, and he even forgot where he was. At night, he tied himself up and sent him to the tent of the Chinese army. Not only Zhuge Liang, but even Xiu Yuan were shocked.Xiu Yuan was still sulking at him, but when he saw Long Youna made a gesture of pleading guilty, he had nowhere to vent his anger. "Prime Minister, I admit defeat." This was the first sentence Long Youna said. Zhuge Liang was surprised, and realized that it was Long Youna who obeyed the court, and then he heard Long Youna say solemnly: "Master Prime Minister, I am willing to surrender, please let the people of Nanzhong go." Zhuge Liang suddenly laughed, and he let Long Youna loose, and said kindly: "I will not embarrass the people in Nanzhong, as long as Meng Huo is willing to submit, Master Wang will definitely return." Long Youna bowed and knelt down: "Prime Minister, you must capture him. For the sake of the people of Nanzhong and to quell the flames of war, we don't want to fight anymore." Unexpectedly, a barbarian youth would personally ask the Han army to capture the barbarian king. These words came from the heart, without flattery or artificiality, and the sincerity was so touching.It turns out that in the face of righteousness, whether it is Han Chinese or barbarians, there will always be people with sense and reason who are brave enough to take on the responsibility. Even if they are criticized by thousands of people, even if the pain in the world does not go away, even if they end in a dismal end, they should be used for the sake of justice and the people of the world. Heroic sacrifices in exchange for a beautiful and peaceful world. There will always be someone who will stand up, and someone will always carry the mountain of suffering with bloody shoulders. This is the great benevolence and virtue, and the family, country, and world should be entrusted to them for protection. Zhuge Liang personally helped him up from the table: "Okay, I promise you." Long Youna bowed down to Zhuge Liang, and after this bow, his life was like a bundled book in Zhuge Liang's hands, and he no longer had to write and read it by himself. He was ignorant of the ending at this moment, but his hand was tightly held by the middle-aged man in front of him, and he suddenly didn't want to let go.It is like a poisonous warm shackle, if you are locked up, your life will be doomed, iron horses and glaciers, thousands of miles of battlefields, holding flags, driving silver heaps, looking north at mountains and rivers, dancing with swords and winds and frosts. That grandeur burned fiercely until ten years later, Wuzhangyuan's autumn wind sighed, and the ashes never fell silent.
The August sun was already a little chilly, and the tents of the Chinese army were covered with snow-white light. Zhuge Liang listened quietly to Yang Yi's words, and when he raised his eyes and saw Ma Dai walking in, he signaled Yang Yi to stop. Knowing that Zhuge Liang wanted to have a private conversation with Ma Dai, Yang Yi saluted and backed out. Zhuge Liang stared at Ma Dai's face, Ma Dai's respectful expression was mixed with entangled annoyance, like white flour mixed with black ashes, the anger that had been accumulated for half a month had not dissipated, and the anger was not only Ma Dai, but also the Shu army. Perhaps half of the soldiers were suffocating, fighting victorious battles one after another, and the good news was received in their hands. Before the joy was over, it turned into a mourning news, and the victory was as boring as an absurd joke.They couldn't figure out why the prime minister let go of the fruits of victory after a lot of hard work, and why the previous efforts were made. Could it be that the Southern Expedition was just to practice the army?If it's a game, how can those sacrifices that can be seen and measured be made up for? "Bo Zhan," Zhuge Liang said slowly, "how many times has Meng Huo been captured alive?" "Three times!" Ma Dai's answer seemed to blurt out of his mouth. Twenty days after Meng Huo was captured alive for the third time, he personally led barbarian scouts to visit the camp of the Shu army.At that moment, the sentinel went to report to Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi made a decisive decision, and dispatched a hundred-man squad from the left battalion to raid on both sides. One team bluffed and pretended to be encircled by a large army, while the other team split up and outflanked Meng Huo. With nowhere to retreat, he thought that the Shu army would go out to arrest him. When he fled in panic, he fell into a trap dug by the Shu army outside the camp for hunting, and sent him to the Chinese army like a bundle of wild boars. He was still unconvinced and refused to surrender. .The angry generals almost violated the military order and killed each other with personal enmity. Zhuge Liang resisted all opinions and let Meng Huo out of the camp, but he was escorted by more than 30 people.In the short distance from the tent of the Central Army to the gate, soldiers filled with righteous indignation poured out, cursing unceasingly. If not for the strict orders of the generals of the battalions, Meng Huo would have been torn to pieces by them. Since Ma Dai disobeyed the order and attempted to kill five hundred barbarians last time, Zhuge Liang had been imprisoned in the camp to reflect on himself, but the more he reflected, the more he added fuel to the fire. The impulse faded, but the hatred deepened. Zhuge Liang naturally knew Ma Dai's undiluted resentment, as if he said deliberately: "There will be a fourth time." Ma Dai wanted to stab himself to death. He thought that Zhuge Liang must be crazy. He repeatedly showed kindness and protection to a stubborn barbarian, and ignored the sacrifices of the soldiers of the Southern Expedition. He refused to accept it and said, "Prime Minister, why?" Zhuge Liang said slowly: "If Meng Huo surrenders, there won't be a fourth time. If he still resists, he can only be released again." He sighed perplexedly, "Meng Huo is the leader of the barbarians in Nanzhong. Even the barbarians under his command should bow their heads, he will enjoy peace in the South and China, and the barbarians will feel at ease, the imperial court seldom conquests, and forbearance for a while is for the benefit of the world." "Isn't there no end to being lenient and gentle?" Ma Dai said angrily. Zhuge Liang said with certainty: "Yes." "When? After ten or a hundred times?" Ma Dai seemed to be talking angrily. Zhuge Liang was still gentle: "It won't be more than two months. It's cold in October, and the army has to return to the court." "What if Meng Huo still refuses to surrender?" Zhuge Liang was silent for a while, stroked the feather fan on the table, but did not move for a long time on a book: "The Ju court suppressed the rebellion, as a last resort." He slightly raised the feather fan, and knocked it down vigorously, "Do it with military law." Ma Dai stared blankly at the cold Zhuge Liang, as if he saw a sculpture surrounded by mist, mysterious and indestructible. He was puzzled and said: "Since the prime minister has the heart to kill Meng Huo, why are you killing Meng Huo again and again?" Forbearance?" "Meng Huo was captured again and again for me, but he was forced again and again. Even though he refused to accept, he was able to declare that he was superior to the barbarians. Meng Huo, who was stubborn and unruly, was appeased by the court, let alone others? Since then, there have been all kinds of Luoqu rates that have either obeyed Wang Hua, or sent envoys to Guan Bai. In the future, they will have to use the national code of law, and they will first be virtuous and then punished. It will definitely not be blamed by the barbarians. Then they will kill indiscriminately, the hearts of the people will be frightened, and they will turn around and gather together, gaining the land but not the people, the Nanzhong will not let go, the king will not be able to transform, the rear will not be stable, how can the country be stabilized?" Ma Dai never seriously thought that there was such a deep plan hidden behind the capture of Meng Huo. Zhuge Liang was not unwilling to kill Meng Huo. If he was forced by the situation, he would raise the blade of beheading. "Then, the prime minister will still treat Meng Huo with softness?" Ma Dai's tone was obviously much softer. Zhuge Liang sighed silently: "Before the death of the late emperor, he had earnestly warned me that the stability of the country requires patience, and I can't bear personal anger. How can there be justice, and can't bear petty anger? How can there be great benefits? The deaths of Lu Kai and Gong Lu are deplorable, but, They lived for the benefit of the country, and died for the benefit of the country, and the future generations of the world will regard their death as the most important thing." Ma Dai really understood Zhuge Liang's painstaking efforts. His initial refusal to yield was not because he was unwilling to reflect on himself, but because he had a stubborn tendon stuck in his mind. His resentment was swept away, and he said sincerely: "Prime Minister, Ma Dai is ashamed." Zhuge Liang smiled benevolently: "Liang knew that Uncle Yue has the heart of a gentleman, and he must have understood the difficulty of the Southern Expedition to attack the heart." Ma Dai said sincerely: "Prime Minister, Ma Dai must obey the Prime Minister's military order from now on. If there is any violation, the Prime Minister will be held accountable!" Zhuge Liang was moved by Ma Dai's sincerity: "Bo Zhan has the courage to set an example for the three armed forces. Now there is an important matter, and uncle Yue must do it." "But only the prime minister orders." "Four captures of Meng Huo!" Zhuge Liang said briskly, but his tone was firm and irreversible.
A ray of red glow hanging at the gate of the camp slowly disappeared like dried water. Hei Ye tightened his clothes and locked the light in his reserved body.The camp tent is like eyes that have not been closed tightly, breathing in a little shimmer, like a silver thread floating in the air, trying to catch it, but it flies out of the palm. There was noise and knocking against the camp tent, which seemed to be that the army was entertaining the envoys of the yak species and the big ox species. After the twenty barbarian women were sent away, three days later, the two species came again. , and the warmth of the Han people is boiling hot. Long Youna turned over, the burning anxiety in his heart made him sleepless, but when he turned his head, he saw Xiu Yuan sitting by a lamp reading a book, so focused that he didn't notice Long Youna's restlessness at all. "Dogman!" Long Youna couldn't bear it anymore, so he blurted out. Xiu Yuan glared at him: "I have a name and a surname." Long You frowned, he still felt that "Xiu Yuan" was a mouthful: "Your name is weird." Xiuyuan was not happy: "My husband took it for me, what do you know!" "Why did he give you a name?" Long You seemed to be listening to a joke. Xiuyuan ignored his teasing, and said proudly: "Sir not only gave me a name, but also saved my life, Mr. is my reborn parents!" Long Youna was in a daze: "He saved your life?" "That's right," Xiu Yuan gradually lowered his tone, "It was seventeen years ago, when Jingzhou was hit by a military disaster, my whole family was killed by the sword, and no one escaped... It was Mr. who saved the dead from the dead I……" Long You didn't expect Xiu Yuan to have such a tragic past, he said wistfully: "I really didn't know that your life experience is so bleak." Xiuyuan put down the book in his hand, with an instant solemn expression, he said firmly, "How much do you know about my affairs, and how much do you know about my husband's affairs? We came to Nanzhong from Chengdu to quell the rebellion, so that The country is peaceful and the people are healthy, but your barbarian king refuses to submit, has been captured many times, and resisted repeatedly. The soldiers of the three armies are living in barren land here. Their parents, wives and children are looking forward to it every day. You say that we Han people bully barbarian people , but we have already shown our kindness, and we wanted to end the war, but why did we wait so many innocent people to shed blood on the battlefield, who is to blame? Our General Gong, you have seen, what a gentle person, to save The innocent risked their lives to go to the disaster, but were brutally slaughtered by the barbarians, even iron and stone should cry! In order to quell the flames of war, countless Han soldiers spilled blood in the mountains and forests, and countless barbarian people buried their bones in the wilderness, who should be blamed?" Long You was so frustrated by Xiu Yuan that he couldn't refute him, these words had been struck and tortured in his heart, but he never dared to give himself a clear answer, he hesitated: "Then, why did your prime minister release him? " Xiuyuan said helplessly: "Will you not let him go? He refused to surrender, and wanted to fight. The master said that it is easy to conquer the city, but it is difficult to conquer the hearts of the people. Sir, I hope that the people in Nanzhong will truly return to Wang Hua, and the war will end from now on. .” Long Youna was silent for a long time: "Your prime minister," he seemed to be trying to pick out the words from his heart, "you are an extraordinary person." Xiuyuan was stunned, this was the first time he heard Long Youna praise Zhuge Liang, or rather, praise a Han.Long Youna, who was full of "dog man" angrily, would be convinced by Zhuge Liang's charisma. He was immediately delighted. Maybe this barbarian who had troubled him for two months would finally bow his stubborn head. "Xiuyuan." Long Youna suddenly shouted, his lips twitched, he made a difficult choice in his heart, the two armies confronted each other, he didn't know whether he should reveal the truth, or continue to keep silent. Xiu Yuan looked at it strangely, and urged, "What are you talking about? Say what you have to say." Long Youna gritted his teeth: "Xiu Yuan, actually..." But he couldn't bear to tell the truth anymore, the boiling noise outside the tent answered for him, and the beating firelight reflected the curtain red, as if a huge red lotus was growing crazily. Xiu Yuan was surprised: "What happened?" Shouts and footsteps resounded in the barracks, as if they had been ransacked by thieves. The flames became brighter and more vigorous, like hot lava spouting from a volcano, about to swallow the entire barracks. Before Xiuyuan could react, the flames flickered, Someone rushed in. "Long Youna, I'm here to save you!" Xiu Yuan watched as a barbarian youth jumped out like a ghost, grabbed Long Youna's arm, his red face was full of ecstasy, turned his face to see Xiu Yuan, his expression instantly became like a bloodthirsty demon terrible. "Dogman!" He raised his arm, aimed at the top of Xiu Yuan's head with the horn knife and slashed hard. Xiu Yuan was still in a dream, Senhan's knife light split his forehead, a cold sharp line scraped from the top of the sky to his jaw, the huge force he had never touched made him feel oppressed by a boulder. I can't move either. But the saber light stopped an inch away from his fontanel, unable to strike for a long time, Xiu Yuan, who was still in shock, was still unable to move, and saw an unbelievable scene from the corner of his sweat. It turned out to be Long Youna who stopped the assailant, he rushed over recklessly, exhausted all his strength, and stopped Ah Meng's sure-to-kill sword. Ah Meng also found it unbelievable, he was held tightly by Long Youna, unable to use his killing power, he was angry and suspicious: "Long Youna, what are you doing?" Long Youna took advantage of Ah Meng's daze, and pushed him away forcefully: "Don't kill him!" "He is Han!" Ah Meng shouted. Long Youna stood in front of Xiu Yuan, holding the bamboo stick for transportation and slowly raised it up: "Han people, there are good people among Han people!" "You..." Ah Meng thought that Long Youna was confused, or he heard it wrong. "Han people also have good people!" Long Youna said almost crying, tears were about to roll out of his reddened eyes, he swung his bamboo stick, and suddenly tapped on Ameng's shoulder, "Go!" Ah Meng didn't move for a while, he stared at Long Youna for a long time as if he didn't know Long Youna: "Long Youna," he slowly retracted the horn knife, "Hello..." He nodded his head and said, the light flashed Moving, the figure jumped out of the tent. The bamboo stick in Long You's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and he sat down as if he had collapsed, waving his hands weakly: "You, you go..." Xiuyuan finally came back to his senses, he seemed to realize something suddenly, and asked, "So, you know?" Long Youna couldn't speak, his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul, Xiu Yuan was furious: "Liar!" The sudden fear was like a torrential rain, and he trembled all over: "Sir!" He shouted out loud, ignoring Long Youna's good or bad, and rushed out recklessly.
Meng Huo's fourth capture was full of absurd drama. He pretended to be a big ox and a yak to send envoys, with one hundred envoys inside and two thousand troops outside, trying to attack the camp of the Shu army together from inside and outside. If Zhuge Liang was captured alive, he would be able to cleanse him of being captured many times in the past few months. shame. He had been hiding in the jungle outside the camp waiting for the news from the inside. When he arrived in the dead of night and the sky was dim, he saw a fire burning in the camp of the Shu army, which was a signal of the success of the matter.Thinking he had won, he led the barbarian soldiers to rush into the opened gate. He was the first to rush into the tent of the Chinese army where Zhuge Liang was. The brush is still dripping with thick black ink. Then he waved the ox horn knife and shouted triumphantly: "Zhuge Liang is captured quickly!" Zhuge Liang raised his head, and the light shone on his face, and he even showed his teeth in a frivolous smile, not as graceful and composed as Zhuge Liang. He suddenly realized that this was not Zhuge Liang at all, but just as he was in a daze, that "Zhuge Liang" had jumped up from behind the desk, and a three-foot-long ring-headed knife slashed down from the sky like a bolt of lightning. Squeeze his shoulders.The power that had been accumulated all night and exploded in an instant weighed heavily on his body. When he wanted to struggle, countless soldiers of the Shu army rushed in. Hundreds of flying ropes appeared in his eyes, the light of swords, the light of swords, The light and gaze knocked on his spine that couldn't straighten up. He was tragically captured alive again. "Zhuge Liang!" He yelled this name hysterically. It was not calling for a person, but breaking through some terrible fate, trapping him like an iron net, and unable to escape like a nightmare. Half an hour later, Zhuge Liang appeared in the tent of the Chinese army. He first took the white feather fan from Ma Dai who was disguised as him, and silently looked at Meng Huo, who was covered in ropes all over his body, like a fat silkworm chrysalis. "Are you convinced?" He only asked Meng Huo a word. Meng Huo resolutely burst out a word: "No!" Zhuge Liang sighed: "Are you going to force me to kill you?" This was the first time Meng Huo heard from Zhuge Liang that he was going to kill him. He refused to surrender all the time, and he had the strange idea of being proud of his favor.It turned out that Zhuge Liang also had a killing blade in his heart, but he didn't make a move easily until the time came. Zhuge Liang said solemnly: "Repeated battles and repeated defeats, is that what you hope for? Is it what you want for the people of Nanzhong to suffer repeated wars?" Meng Huo was speechless, he saw Yin Yin Qiyi on that tired face, and also saw pain and regret.His tense heart seemed to be pulled out suddenly, and it collapsed piece by piece. He wanted to stick it back in panic, but found that he was stupid. "Again, again..." He thought he was like a clumsy squirrel, and couldn't bear to repeat what he said a second time, "Give me one more chance, and I must win you once." Ma Dai was the first to shout: "Presumptuous, a general who has been repeatedly defeated, dares to have unreasonable thoughts!" Zhuge Liang waved his hand to stop Ma Dai's reprimand: "Is this the last time?" "Yes..." Meng Huo said reluctantly. Zhuge Liang fixed Meng Huo's dodging eyes, and said earnestly: "Liang hopes that you will think about the people of Nanzhong and the well-being of the common people, and don't use your own personal anger to ignore all living beings." He waved his feather fan, "Let him go!" The rope on Meng Huo's body was untied, and he stared blankly at Zhuge Liang, not knowing what to say, so he took a step back and saluted politely for the first time. "Prime Minister, will Meng Huo submit? I don't think he will agree with his tone!" Ma Dai looked at Meng Huo's back, unable to let go. Zhuge Liang shook his head. He didn't know if Meng Huo would be convinced, but he had a strong feeling that the day to return to Chengdu was not far away.
Long Youna squeezed his way into the crowd of soldiers with all his strength, and seeing some of the released barbarians, he didn't care that they were in the army camp of Shu County, and shouted: "Uncle!" He turned his head and said, "Long Youna?" He was pushed forward by the barbarians who were rushing out of the camp behind him, and he couldn't stop to talk to Long Youna. Long Youna ran with the team, knocking the bamboo stick on the ground, and vortices exploded: "Uncle, is this battle still going on?" He was at a loss, he didn't know how to answer, this war was like a ridiculous joke, it shouldn't have happened in the first place, and it shouldn't have lasted so long after it happened, but now that it's hard to get off, how can it end neatly. "Uncle," Long Youna yelled almost hysterically, "Stop hitting, stop hitting!" Qi Qi was shocked by Long You's explosive cry, he wanted to stop and say a few more words, but was pushed out of the gate by the barbarians behind him.He pushed aside the two barbarians who were blocking him, and saw Long You standing staggeringly in the crowded barracks, like a piece of grief-stricken wood, the fresh vitality was wafting away, and then everything was blurred , or the wind and sand raised, or the eyes are wet. Long You fell down and sat down, tears burst out like springs, and many surprised eyes fell on his face distorted by pain, and he even forgot where he was. At night, he tied himself up and sent him to the tent of the Chinese army. Not only Zhuge Liang, but even Xiu Yuan were shocked.Xiu Yuan was still sulking at him, but when he saw Long Youna made a gesture of pleading guilty, he had nowhere to vent his anger. "Prime Minister, I admit defeat." This was the first sentence Long Youna said. Zhuge Liang was surprised, and realized that it was Long Youna who obeyed the court, and then he heard Long Youna say solemnly: "Master Prime Minister, I am willing to surrender, please let the people of Nanzhong go." Zhuge Liang suddenly laughed, and he let Long Youna loose, and said kindly: "I will not embarrass the people in Nanzhong, as long as Meng Huo is willing to submit, Master Wang will definitely return." Long Youna bowed and knelt down: "Prime Minister, you must capture him. For the sake of the people of Nanzhong and to quell the flames of war, we don't want to fight anymore." Unexpectedly, a barbarian youth would personally ask the Han army to capture the barbarian king. These words came from the heart, without flattery or artificiality, and the sincerity was so touching.It turns out that in the face of righteousness, whether it is Han Chinese or barbarians, there will always be people with sense and reason who are brave enough to take on the responsibility. Even if they are criticized by thousands of people, even if the pain in the world does not go away, even if they end in a dismal end, they should be used for the sake of justice and the people of the world. Heroic sacrifices in exchange for a beautiful and peaceful world. There will always be someone who will stand up, and someone will always carry the mountain of suffering with bloody shoulders. This is the great benevolence and virtue, and the family, country, and world should be entrusted to them for protection. Zhuge Liang personally helped him up from the table: "Okay, I promise you." Long Youna bowed down to Zhuge Liang, and after this bow, his life was like a bundled book in Zhuge Liang's hands, and he no longer had to write and read it by himself. He was ignorant of the ending at this moment, but his hand was tightly held by the middle-aged man in front of him, and he suddenly didn't want to let go.It is like a poisonous warm shackle, if you are locked up, your life will be doomed, iron horses and glaciers, thousands of miles of battlefields, holding flags, driving silver heaps, looking north at mountains and rivers, dancing with swords and winds and frosts. That grandeur burned fiercely until ten years later, Wuzhangyuan's autumn wind sighed, and the ashes never fell silent.