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After the sun sets, the night of killing begins, and the moon that night is as scarlet as if it were dyed red with blood.
Groups of Turkic prisoners were escorted to the Changgen River and then killed. The Sui army mechanically killed batch after batch of prisoners until their swords were blunted.
The blood formed a stream along the river bank and flowed into the Changgen River. The entire river was dyed red. The pungent fishy smell surrounded the river bank and never dissipated for a long time.
That night, Huang Mingyuan used the excuse that he was tired for the past few days and needed to rest, so he left all matters in the general to others, and his cat stayed in the tent. To be honest, although he gave the order to kill the prisoners, he felt uncomfortable inside. Even if the other party was a foreigner, he was not a cat or a dog. After all, I come from an era where human life is more important than anything else. Although I know that I am not wrong, I just can't get over the hurdle in my heart.
Sometimes Huang Mingyuan wonders, if he were an ordinary scholar, copying poems, inventing soap and glass, and hugging the laps of Li Yuan and his son in advance at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and ignoring the turmoil of the country, wouldn't it be the same? How much hardship?
It¡¯s a pity that there is no if.
Chen Yuan also knew that Huang Mingyuan didn't like this kind of scene, so he didn't let anyone disturb him.
Huang Mingyuan was sitting alone in the tent, playing the game of pot throwing casually, looking a little bored and lonely.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The arrows fell into the bottle one after another, making the tent look even colder.
At this time, the front tent opened a corner and someone walked in.
Huang Mingyuan knew the person who came was Sima Yue'er without even turning around.
"The great commander of the army, after today's success, would actually play a boring game like pot throwing in his own tent. No one would believe it if he told me."
Sima Yue'er's cold expression remained unchanged for tens of thousands of years, as if the four words "Do not let strangers enter" were engraved on his face. Coupled with his somewhat annoying tone, Huang Mingyuan was extremely disgusted at this time.
"The coach is also a human being, and he also has time to relax."
Huang Mingyuan didn't say anything, and said to himself: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you still came."
Sima Yue'er didn't know what Huang Mingyuan meant, so she asked in surprise: "Did you know that I would come to find you?"
"What do you think? Otherwise, do you think Xiong Kuo Hai will let you in?"
Huang Mingyuan threw the last arrow into the pot without looking back, clapped his hands, turned around and looked at Sima Yuer and said, "Are you here to kill me today?"
Sima Yue'er was even more frightened and said in a panic: "How could it be possible? How could I kill you?"
Huang Mingyuan said expressionlessly: "Dulan Khan died in my hands. As his daughter, it is only natural for you to avenge your father. Tell me, should I call you Sima Yuer or Sima Yuer?" Ashina Yue'er?"
This time Sima Yue'er was really shocked and a little panicked.
"Youhow do you know?"
Huang Mingyuan said with a normal expression: "Sima Yong has no wives, concubines, and children. If you hadn't been in a special status, could you have become his adopted daughter? Your subordinates look respectful to you, even more respectful than they treat Sima Yong. This is by no means treating you like a child." She looks like an ordinary woman; besides, if you think that Sima Yong has no support and can manage to maintain Princess Qianjin¡¯s old army for several years, he must have Princess Qianjin¡¯s children as his banner. So you are the only daughter of Princess Qianjin and Dulan Khan, That explains everything."
In fact, the reasons were all given casually by Huang Mingyuan. What made Huang Mingyuan certain was that Huang Mingyuan knew that Princess Qianjin had a daughter through intelligence in Turks, so he deliberately deceived Sima Yuer.
¡°At this time, Sima Yue¡¯er¡¯s identity was revealed, which made her feel quite relaxed.
She said somewhat calmly: "You are right, I am the daughter of Princess Qianjin, but my father is not Dulan Khan, but Shabolu Khan. I am the posthumous son of Shabolu Khan."
"Almost! Dulan Khan is not your father, then he is your brother."
Sima Yuer said angrily: "It's a lot worse. My mother died in the hands of Dulan Khan. I hate Dulan Khan deeply. We are enemies."
"so what?"
"So you are not my enemy. You killed Dulan Khan, but you are my benefactor."
After Huang Mingyuan heard this, he sat down and looked at Sima Yue'er with a playful expression. He suddenly leaned forward, less than a foot away from Sima Yue'er and said, "In that case, how does Miss Yue'er want to repay me?" A benefactor? Do you promise me your life or do you want me to be a slave?"
Huang Mingyuan suddenly changed his mouth.?Sima Yue'er was a little surprised, even a little scared.
Sima Yue'er unconsciously took two steps back, trying to keep herself as far away from Huang Ming as possible. Although she didn't know what Huang Mingyuan wanted to do, she still said with some fear: "I know that the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty is planning to establish Qimin Khan as the new Great Khan of the Turks, so that he can rule the grasslands and control the various ministries on behalf of the Sui Dynasty. And the marshal and Qi Mingyuan The relationship between Min Khan and Qi Min Khan is not good, and there are even many grievances. Yue'er is willing to be the marshal's lackey, and watch over Qimin Khan for the marshal, so that he does not dare to betray the Sui Dynasty and the marshal."
After saying that, Sima Yuer knelt on the ground with her hands folded.
Huang Mingyuan sneered after hearing this, and took two steps forward. His momentum was filled with a sense of oppression, making Sima Yuer feel like he couldn't breathe.
Sima Yue'er felt a little scared and wanted to escape from this place.
Huang Mingyuan stepped forward and took Sima Yue'er's hand, pulled her to the side of the cave, and asked with a ferocious smile: "What do you want to do? A girl, can't she want to be the Great Khan of the Turks? I agree, I¡¯m afraid even the entire Turkic people won¡¯t agree?¡±
Sima Yue'er suppressed her trembling and fear and said, "Go back to the Marshal, I have a younger brother who can serve under the Marshal."
Huang Mingyuan listened to it more and more interestingly.
Huang Mingyuan looked at Sima Yuer and said, "This brother of yours does not have the same father as you, right? He is the son of Dulan Khan?"
Seeing that Sima Yue'er was speechless, Huang Mingyuan said again: "What do you think I am so stupid for killing his father, supporting his son, and then revenge on me after your younger brother has matured? "
"Will not!"
"No way, we will never betray the marshal."
Sima Yue'er's face was filled with excitement. Now that the power of life and death was in Huang Mingyuan's hands, she was really worried that she would anger Huang Mingyuan and lead to disaster.
She just made up her mind to come forward, and she did not dare to retreat.
Huang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows, looked at Sima Yue'er, and asked: "In the entire grassland, there are not only a thousand people, but also eight hundred people who want to be dogs for me. Why do you think I would choose you? Or do you have something valuable? In exchange for things, you can get your support from me. Don¡¯t talk about loyalty to me. You grassland people have never been loyal at all, and I don¡¯t need your loyalty.¡±
Sima Yue'er trembled after hearing this, and didn't speak for a long time, as if there was a battle between heaven and man. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com