Mobei, in front of the commander's tent of the Zhou army's camp. The handsome chair that Xue Shao usually sits on is empty, but the flags are still flying in the camp, the swords are bright, and the middle marquis is mighty and majestic. Xue Chuyu stood in front of the handsome chair with strong determination and high spirits, looking solemnly at the front not far away, where a group of Turkic knights escorted several carriages and horses slowly approaching. The hundreds of generals on the field were all watching the team of chariots and horses as intently as Xue Chuyu. This is a very important moment. There must be a few very important people sitting in those carriages. So important that they can decide the life or death of 100,000 people, or even the fate of the country. The carriage and horses stopped. The leading Turkic envoy was already an old acquaintance of everyone. He dismounted first and walked respectfully in front of Xue Chuyu. He bowed and saluted, "General, my envoy has honored his mission and sent the person Marshal Xue wanted. I don't know. Marshal Xue, where is he?" "Thank you for your hard work." ?" Xue Chuyu said nothing. The envoy sighed happily and clapped his forehead, "That's good, that's good!" Everyone knows that the deadline Xue Shao gave him in advance was that he must meet the people he wanted to see when he came back from Shuozhou, otherwise he would start a war. . No wonder the Turkic envoys felt like this. "Where is the person?" Xue Chuyu didn't care about his mood. "Yes, my envoy will go immediately to invite him to come over and meet the general." After saying this, the envoy immediately walked towards the carriage. "Him?" Xue Chuyu muttered secretly, "Not - them?" Everyone turned their eyes to the carriage. A man, wearing the costume of a Turkic nobleman, his whole body tied with ropes, stepped out of the carriage. Everyone let out a boo! ¡ª¡ªWang Yu? ! Xue Chuyu's eyes widened for a moment, but he immediately regained his composure, raised his hand and yelled angrily, "Why are you tied up?" "General, forgive me!" The Turkic envoy was a little flustered, "Please listen to my explanation! " "I asked them to tie him up," was Wang Yu's voice. People are even more surprised. The scene became quiet. Wang Yu walked toward the handsome tent, his head lowered, not looking at anyone, and there was no expression on his face. Xue Chuyu¡¯s eyes narrowed slightly. After a long time, he still clearly remembered the scene when he sneaked into the Turkic tent in Yudujin Mountain and almost killed Wang Yu. Wang Yu at that time was probably the most difficult, helpless and painful person among all the people Xue Chuyu had ever seen in his life. At that time, even asking for death was a luxury wish for him. Finally, he mustered up the courage to survive. Not only did he protect the lives of Xue Chuyu, Ai Yan's mother and son, Xuan Yunzi and others, but he also led troops to extinguish Ashina Mochu's rebellion. It was after that rebellion that Ashina Gulu, the founder of the Turkic Khanate, also passed away. The civil strife in the grassland and the death of the Gudulu brothers were a great weakening for the Turkic Khanate. If Dunyugu hadn't emerged to save Kuangrun, the Turkic Khanate might have perished at that time. The weakness of the Turks is undoubtedly the victory of the Great Zhou Dynasty. From then on, the Turks were no longer able to launch an aggressive war against the south. As a result, it is impossible to calculate how much military expenditure Dazhou saved and how many people died. It was precisely because the Turks freed up their hands that the Zhou Dynasty won the war against Tibet. In this way, Wang Yu is a typical "body in Cao's camp but his heart is in Han", and he made great contributions to the Great Zhou Dynasty. But now, Wang Yu has truly become a "Turk". Not only because he is now wearing the attire of a Turkic noble, but also because he has already married and had children in the Turks, and he is still married to his daughter, a Turkic princess with a strong roots. In addition, he was once a general of the Great Zhou Dynasty. After being captured, he betrayed and surrendered to the enemy and held a high position. These are things that traditional Chinese moral concepts cannot agree with. Therefore, all the Zhou soldiers present looked at Wang Yu with very complicated expressions. Under everyone¡¯s attention, Wang Yu walked up to Xue Chuyu, knelt down on his knees and touched his forehead to the ground. "The sinner Wang Yu, come and die." These eight words were like eight needles piercing Xue Chuyu's heart. With his temperament, he had long wanted to stride forward to greet Wang Yu, first tearing off Wang Yu's unsightly Turkic clothes, and then giving him a strong bear hug. But Xue Chuyu didn't move, and said calmly but with dignity: "Come here, please untie General Wang first and ask him to go down to rest. It's a good treat." "Yes." The sergeants on the left and right came forward and helped Wang Yu from the ground.??. Wang Yu followed the sergeant silently. From beginning to end, he didn't look up at anyone. Xue Chuyu took a few steps forward, managed to squeeze out a smile on his face, and said to the Turkic envoy: "Is there anyone else?" "Who elseis there?" The Turkic envoy asked in confusion. Xue Chuyu frowned, and said calmly and patiently: "Wang Yu's family. And Xuan Yunzi." "This" The envoy couldn't stand up, "How about we invite the general to have a secret discussion in the tent?" Xue Chuyu knew that those people were not in the other carriages, and she felt resentful. However, she had no choice but to endure it for the time being, and said loudly: "Generals, listen to the order - there must be no private discussion about today's matters. Violation." Those who do, will be severely punished!¡± ¡°Yes!¡± All the generals took the order. ¡°Actually, everyone knew that Xue Chuyu didn¡¯t give the order. Wang Yu was not a simple person to begin with. He was Shangguan Wan'er's cousin and Xue Shao's only direct student. He was once favored by the Queen and seemed to have a bright future. Now he has become a key figure in the war at hand. Things related to him are almost equivalent to military affairs, and no one dares to talk nonsense. Xue Chuyu invited the Turkic envoy to the commander's tent, and without saying a word, "Speak." The Turkic envoy also saw that although Xue Chuyu, a general, did not have the eloquence and domineering power of Xue Shao, his whole person It's like a sword that has just been drawn out of its sheath, the kind of sword that will kill people with blood if they disagree with you. It seems that going around the bush with Xue Chuyu is not only useless, but may also lead to death. So the Turkic envoy briefly talked about the key points: "Our country's Yazhang means that after receiving Wang Yu, the general will retreat a hundred miles first. After retreating, we will send the remaining people. Just treat it as We express our sincerity to each other and ask the general not to take any blame." Xue Chuyu took a deep breath, frowned, gritted his teeth, and pondered. The Turkic envoy suddenly felt an inexplicable chill in his heart This General Xue was extremely evil whenever he got angry. How many people had he killed? "Come here." Xue Chuyu suddenly shouted, "pass my general order, and the whole army will immediately break camp and set off, a hundred miles south to set up camp again." "Ah?" The Turkic envoy could hardly believe his ears. This was too straightforward. Bar? "I'm very impatient." Xue Chuyu's voice was almost emotionless, "I hope you keep your promise, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences." After that, Xue Chuyu left. Suddenly, the envoy shed a full head of cold sweat. He kept waving his sleeves to wipe it off, and whispered in a low voice: "Why are all these people I meet more strange than the last?" A hundred thousand people worked hard, and in an instant, It moved in full force and moved toward the south in a mighty manner. Wang Yu was well cared for, well fed and housed, served and not disturbed, but no one said a word to him, including Xue Chuyu, whom he wanted to see most. Five days later, the 100,000-strong army retreated a hundred miles south and settled down again. The Turkic envoys arrived as promised and brought several more carriages. This time, Wang Yu's family members were sent - the princess he married in Turks, and his pair of children. Everyone was surprised, including Wang Yu himself. No one thought that the Turks would agree to send these people back. However, Xuan Yunzi still didn¡¯t come. The Turkic envoy said that if the Zhou army is asked to withdraw a hundred miles south, Xuanyunzi will naturally be sent. Xue Chuyu didn¡¯t say a word. The sharp knife on his waist flashed, and the Turkic envoy covered his ears and screamed loudly. Blood flowed all over his face, and there was an ear on the ground. He shouted loudly: "Chinese is a country of etiquette. When the two countries are at war, they don't kill the envoys. Why does the general" "I am a warrior who does not know etiquette and only recognizes right and wrong." Xue Chuyu said coldly: "You If you dare to deceive me, you will have to bear the consequences." The Turkic envoy covered his bloody face in pain, "Even if the general kills me, it will not change the general's decision if he wants to see Xuan Yunzi. We can only retreat a hundred miles!" "Send the order, retreat." Xue Chuyu gave the order. The Turkic envoy was on the verge of tears, "Since the general knows the truth and understands the important issues, why does he want to embarrass the envoy my little ears?" "I remember I told you, I am very impatient." Xue Chuyu said calmly. He said, "I will lend you an ear this time and tell your story again. I am very impatient." "Okay, my envoy takes leave!" The Turkic envoy did not dare to say anything more, and his entourage gave him simple treatment. After a while, he hurriedly went again. The Zhou army once again broke up camp and marched southward. Second-rateOne day and night, the Zhou army stationed beside a river. Xue Chuyu called Wang Yu to the river, and the two talked alone. "Are you finally willing to see me?" Wang Yu took the initiative to speak. "Why do you say - finally?" Xue Chuyu's expression was very natural, just like an ordinary old friend speaking, "Actually, I have always wanted to see you and have a good chat with you. But unfortunately, there are too many things to do, and it is rare to have a moment of free time. Wang Yu smiled bitterly, "What should we talk about?" "A lot, a lot." Xue Chuyu took a deep breath, "But I really don't know where to start." He stared blankly at the river in front of him and became stunned. "I remember that when I was seriously injured and lying on the carriage, I fled north along this river. Many people walked for a long time and it was very hard." Xue Chuyu said with memories: "If there was no river at that time, I would have "Yes. Walking in the desert without water is far more terrifying than without food." Wang Yu pointed to the river, "Do you know its name?" And what¡¯s the name?¡± ¡°Hen River.¡± Wang Yu said, ¡°The Turkic Khan Guduulu¡ªthat¡¯s the name given to it by my father-in-law.¡± ¡°Why is it called Hen River?¡± Xue Chuyu was curious. "As you said, without it, many people would die in the desert." "Back then, Gudulu Khan was" Wang Yu paused, smiled bitterly, and then said: "By Marshal Xue He was captured. Later, he was lucky enough to escape and led more than ten cavalry along the river back to the grassland. He said that at that time, he was full of shame and anger and often ran here alone. He came to the river to vent his emotions. The river seemed to sense his emotions, and the waves became more turbulent. In order to remember the pain of defeat and the humiliation of being captured, Gudulu Khan named the river. "Hate the river." "Putting aside his position, Gu Duulu is indeed a person who has achieved great things," Xue Chuyu said, "Wang Yu did not answer. He looked at the river again and stood up in a daze. Xue Chuyu knew that what Wang Yu was thinking about most now was definitely how to face Xue Shao after returning. At this moment, is his mood just like the river of hatred, turbulent and tumbling in all directions?