lcionline Chapter 261 No Return
Chapter 261 No Return
There was a bonfire in the camp, the flames licking the wet wood, occasionally making crackling sounds, the weapons seemed to be humming, and the lights swayed in the wind.
Yan Buhuan was uneasy and sat alone in the tent. He raised his eyes and saw the opened curtain, but he could not see even a corner of the bright moon.
"Yigui, we'll soon be sending those grassland people back to their kennels. Why do you seem unhappy?"
After having a frank conversation with Yan Buhuan, Lin Yue became much closer to him. Now that they were on a united front, they were even closer like brothers. He strode in, his face beaming with joy - regardless of success or failure in this battle to expel the enemy from the grassland, it would be of great significance and would benefit future generations.
Thinking of those arrogant grassland people running away like lost dogs, Lin Yue felt proud.
Moreover, all the capable people in Zhitonghui have gone to the capital. I am afraid that there will be good news soon and the troubled times will end. Looking at the world now, Lin Yue feels that everywhere is good and full of vitality. He has no attachment to Dayong at all.
"This battle is an achievement that will go down in history."
Isn't the lofty goal pursued by scholars and military generals to leave their names in history?
As the goal was about to be achieved, Lin Yue really couldn't understand what else was worth worrying about.
"Although I woke up in time, my loyalty and passion for writing were still shallow. How can I hope that my ink will last forever and be recorded in history? What's more, I feel guilty." The millions of bones that were born because of him cannot be erased by his achievements.
Lin Yue didn't know how to respond, fearing that his words wouldn't make his point clear, or that the speaker might have no intention but the listener might have taken it seriously. Although he considered himself rude, he could understand the atmosphere and was speechless for a moment.
Fortunately, Yan Buhuan was just talking, and continued to talk to himself: "According to the date, the Zhitong Society and the Lou Family Army should have arrived in the capital... What do you think will happen to His Majesty?"
Lin Yue's eyelids twitched - it was nothing more than suicide, being killed or living in shame, what else could it be?
Ever since the surrender notice was issued, no matter in the army or the residents, Mu Yijun has been called "tyrant" or "traitor to the people" with words full of emotions. Mu Yijun's downfall is now an inevitable trend and there is no way to reverse it. Yan Buhuan's calling him this is really...
"According to the time calculation, the letter I wrote in advance should have been delivered."
Lin Yue was stunned, but curious in his heart. Yan Buhuan did not avoid him. It can be said that he had thought it through by now, and there was relief in his words.
"I don't ask for a mention in history books, I just hope that His Majesty can pass away with dignity."
He calculated the time to send the letter in order to seek respect for Mu Yijun - an outcome that, at least according to the rumors outside, was not tragic.
The results of Yan Buhuan and Rong Xiang's requests were almost the same, but their original intentions were different.
Rong Xiang is righteous, and he is the king.
Lin Yue was speechless, his wheat-colored face suddenly turned red, and his face seemed to say "Why, is he worthy?"
Yan Buhuan's expression flickered, as if he was recalling: "More than a decade ago, there were wars and disasters. The army carried coffins, the crows beat drums, people ate each other, butchers left and cities were deserted, and people suffered..."
The disaster that happened back then was a deep-seated worry for Yan Buhuan, and he would never forget it for the rest of his life.
It was winter that year, and the memorial contained only a few words: heavy snow, bitter cold, many people froze to death, and there were zombies on the road - his family, which had three generations living together, was now lonely from then on, and he was left alone.
From then on, I was displaced in the army and had no place to return home. The land was vast and the sky was long, and I didn't know the way home.
Yan Buhuan and Mu Yijun did not have so many entanglements, but his low point was seen and appreciated by the other party, and he was promoted to a higher position. From then on, he became powerful and was able to make a name for himself as a man who had no one to rely on.
The west wind is blowing and the sky is full of snow, how can I repay the kindness? Mu Yijun's original intention was to use him to win him over, but the kindness was real and he dared not not repay it.
It was just that he was appreciated by a mentor, and... he was pulled out of his suffering.
However, this kindness is as heavy as a mountain, and I should repay it with gratitude.
While alive, I should serve you like a dog and a horse; after death, I should remain loyal to you. Your kindness is as heavy as a mountain and will never change, regardless of life or death. Even if time passes and the world changes, my heart of gratitude will be as strong as a rock and as constant as the sun and the moon and will never change - this is the true loyalty of this era.
Lin Yue had heard something about Yan Buhuan and Mu Yijun's affairs, and was speechless, which was understandable.
"Disobeying the king's orders is an act of disloyalty; living alone is even more unrighteous. If the king is still alive, I am willing to explore the way for you first. If you have left, I will follow you until death..."
The person Yan Buhuan was loyal to was never the king of Dayong, but Mu Yijun.
Times make heroes, and heroes also fit the times!
Perhaps he also wanted to be a true hero, so he pulled back from the brink and tried to make up for his loss.
Everything was peaceful before the war, but Lou Zhenfeng knew about it and came to look for him privately.
"Yigui, have you really thought it through? He doesn't deserve such loyalty."
"Loyalty is for the king, not for myself. A life of ups and downs is worth it."
Lou Zhenfeng was choked and could no longer speak.
Yan Buhuan is contradictory but true. He is a combination of meanness and idealism. Staring into his eyes, one can see all the hideousness and justice of this dynasty.
.......
This was the final battle with the grassland, and the Allied Forces lived up to expectations and triumphed successfully.
The horns sounded continuously, in the frosty cold, the sun set and the flags, the frosty swords and halberds, the setting sun with residual blood, the whistling north wind, the teeth and cheeks were blown by the wind, the swords and spears, the blood and flesh were dyed red.
Frost and snow covered the scorched earth, jackdaws were crying on dead branches, the sound of war drums had ceased, the smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, the air was filled with the smell of blood, corpses were strewn all over the field, armor was torn, broken swords and halberds were scattered everywhere, the cold moon hung high in the sky, its clear light shone down, illuminating this tragic scene.
In the distance, there is a strong and sad hometown accent calling out to the soul: "The flames of war burn bones and consume life. The soul returns to the hometown and prays to meet again in the next life, and the rivers and seas will be peaceful..."
An old horse knows the way and an old horse returns, and a person also knows the way but has not returned.
Pity the bones by the river, so I look at the lonely grave from a thousand miles away, with no place to meet and talk about my sadness...
The strong liquor is like a burning golden cup, but the worldly moon is never full.
In the end, the battlefield was silent, everything was silent, and the silver armor fell into the muddy mountains and rivers like a bright moon.
The general is buried here today, and flowers will bloom next spring.
.......
"The Official History of the Yongqian Period: Biography of Yan Buhuan: Guarding against the Huiran Army on the Grassland"
In the 148th year of Qianzheng, at the end of the year, it was a bitter winter. Yan Buhuan and the beacon guards of Loujia Army were stationed in the rear to resist the enemies on the grassland. The fourth prince Yelu Hanye was defeated in the battle of Shushui and committed suicide by slashing his throat in Wuchuan. The general Pushan Ke saw him and captured and killed him. Shi Chunle led the remaining soldiers to flee in panic.
Although the enemy was defeated, the border threat was not over yet.
The two men did not dare to slack off, and they reorganized their army in an attempt to resist the powerful enemy again. They repaired the city walls, stored up food and grass, trained soldiers day and night, and sent spies deep into the grassland to find out the enemy's true strength and movements.
Within a few days, they learned that the remnants of the enemy army wanted to gather together and make a comeback. Yan and Lou then planned to set an ambush and wait for the enemy to arrive. They wanted to accomplish their goal in one battle and ensure that the border area would enjoy peace forever.
Yan Buhuan fought bravely, regardless of his own personal injury, captured and killed Pu Sanke and countless enemies. After the battle, he died of his wounds, and the entire army was in mourning.
People in later generations criticized Yan for his lack of loyalty. In his previous life, he had been busy with military campaigns and his bones were piled up, but later he managed to turn the tide, all for the sake of loyalty and righteousness.
There are both right and wrong, and no one can predict the changes in between.
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Biaobing [biāo bing] means brilliant, radiant, shining
Qiong qiong jié li [qiong qiong jié li] describes a person who is helpless and very lonely.
A tyrant and a traitor to the people refers to a ruler who is tyrannical and unjust, and brings disaster to the country and the people.
Pull back from the brink of danger, a metaphor for turning back in time
Bintian, the basic meaning is a euphemism, specifically referring to the death of an emperor.
Rongma kongzong [rong mǎ kong zong] Rongma: originally refers to war horse, borrowed to refer to military affairs; kongzong: busy. Describes the busy military affairs.
"Official History of the Yongzheng Period of the Great Yongzheng Period·Biography of Yan Buhuan·Resisting the Army of the Huiran Tribe on the Grassland"
In the 148th year of Qianzheng, at the end of the year, the winter was extremely cold. Yan Buhuan and Lou Zhenfeng of the Lou family army were stationed in the rear to resist the enemies of the grassland. The fourth prince of the grassland, Yelu Hanye, was defeated in the battle of swimming and committed suicide on the black boat. The general Pu Sanke was captured and beheaded, and Shi Chunle led the remaining soldiers to flee in panic.
Although the enemy was defeated, the dangers on the border were not eliminated. The two did not dare to relax, and reorganized the army and managed the military preparations in the hope of resisting the powerful enemy again. So they repaired the city walls, stored food and grass extensively, trained soldiers day and night, and sent spies deep into the grassland to find out the enemy's true and false movements.
A few days later, they learned that the remnants of the enemy army wanted to gather the tribes to make a comeback. Yan Buhuan and Lou Zhenfeng then planned to set up an ambush and wait for the enemy to arrive, hoping to achieve a complete victory in this battle and bring peace to the border forever.
Yan Buhuan was very brave in the battle. He captured and killed Pu Sanke and killed countless enemies regardless of his own injuries. After the battle, he died because of his severe injuries and could not be treated. The whole army wore white mourning clothes.
Later people commented on Yan Buhuan: He spent the first half of his life in war, but only left a pile of dead bones. Later, he turned the tide just for the sake of loyalty. He was right sometimes and wrong sometimes, and no one could know the changes in between.
(Regarding the character of Yan Buhuan, there is no whitewashing. He is a loyal person, a pure loyal person. It can only be said that his loyalty is not wrong, but the target is wrong.
The wrong things he did for Mu Yijun cannot be erased. He has both a calculating and ruthless despicable side, and a loyal and devoted character who is willing to sacrifice everything for his master. He intends to be a villain and be loyal to his master, and he has a heart of stone, but he still has a moving side.
Killing loyal officials and tolerating wars showed that he had betrayed himself who had experienced all these things in his youth. However, he ruthlessly disobeyed the imperial order, stopped at the brink of disaster, and took the initiative to unite with the rebels to resist foreign enemies, which showed that he had awakened to his true colors.
The determination to die was shallowly buried, but I did not write it in a grand manner, because I personally feel that most demise is lonely and silent, and ends in ordinariness.
He didn't write much because he was afraid that his writing skills were not good enough, and the flesh and blood he wrote were not vivid enough. Some words did not express the meaning. I will explain it here, and I will not go into the details. It depends on your understanding - a character cannot be summarized by a few simple settings. I am the author, so I can only show a part of it. In the end, his image will be shaped in your hearts.)