The two Sima brothers have a very obvious meaning.
Especially Sima Zhao, looking at Xu Lei with a firm look, their opposition made Xu Lei feel powerless.
"There is no room for negotiation on this matter, so you might as well ask for it back. We still have a lot of things to do." Sima Shi's voice was cold and firm.
Generally, he would not give orders to customers casually, but now he can no longer hold it back.
Xu Lei bit his lip, knowing that he could not convince the stubborn brothers. He shook his head helplessly and turned away.
People have already said so clearly. Isn’t that too thick-skinned here?
"Since that's the case, you brothers should take care of yourself."
As soon as he walked to the door, Sima Zhao's voice came from behind.
"Xi Yu is about to attack. General Xu is really idle. He still has to worry about such things. Shouldn't he consider how to deal with the enemy?"
Xu Lei turned around and looked at him, Sima Zhao was looking at himself with a sarcastic look.
He snorted coldly, without saying anything, and left immediately, but the brothers were in a very heavy mood.
Sima Shi clenched his fists: "Cao Pi is so hateful."
"Brother doesn't have to be as knowledgeable as such a villain. If nothing happens, I will go back to the room first."
Sima Shi nodded, and Sima Zhao retreated.
The sunlight shines on the ground through the gaps of the leaves, forming spots of light.
Xu Lei's figure seemed a little lonely and indifferent in the light spots.
He walked silently, with thoughts in his heart.
He originally proposed such a good idea and thought it would be successful, but he didn't expect it to be like this. After returning to the military camp, I guess everyone would laugh at him.
At this time, a butterfly flew past, as if mocking his embarrassment.
"Damn it!" Xu Lei cursed in a low voice, almost falling down because of distraction.
He stabilized his body and continued to move forward, but his steps became heavier and heavier.
When Xu Lei returned to the military camp, the soldiers immediately surrounded him and asked about the relevant situation in a verbal way.
His silence and heavy expression made the soldiers' hearts sink, and they all exchanged worried eyes.
He said all the reactions of the two brothers, and almost every detail.
"Those brothers are simply ungrateful!" A straightforward soldier broke the silence first and said with an angry face.
"How could General Xu be so unwilling to accept it for everyone's benefit!" Another soldier echoed, his tone full of indignation.
However, some soldiers also showed a look of understanding. "Maybe they have their own considerations." An older soldier said in contemplation.
Xu Lei looked at him gratefully and nodded slightly.
In this atmosphere, some soldiers were emotionally excited, while others kept thinking calmly. The entire military camp seemed to be shrouded in a tense and complex mood.
"Forget it, this general has done his best. Let's consider how to face the enemy."
Then, Xu Lei sent someone to check it out, because according to the itinerary, Xi Yu should have been here a long time ago, why hasn't he been here yet? Is there anything wrong with it?
As night gradually fell, a bonfire was lit on the campsite, illuminating the surroundings.
On the other side, Cao Pi was still kneeling in front of Sima Yi, seemingly pious and persistent.
"Mr. Cao, you have been kneeling for a long time, so you should get up first and use some food." A soldier walked to Cao Pi carefully with the food.
Cao Pi shook his head and said firmly: "I want to show my sincerity to Mr. Sima."
"Mr. Cao, I believe Mr. Sima has understood your intentions. We still have a lot to do."
Cao Pi stood up, took the food from the soldiers, and slowly started eating.
The wind at night is filled with a hint of coolness, blowing on people's faces.
By the middle of the night, Cao Pi no longer stayed here, after all, the show work was almost done.
The morning sun shines on the ground, and Xi Yu leads the army to continue on the way.
The soldiers were full of energy, talking and laughing, as if full of confidence in the upcoming battle.
"King, I found someone observing us in secret." Zhao Yun approached Xi Yu and said softly.
Xi Yu smiled slightly and said indifferently: "Don't worry, it may be someone sent by Cao Pi."
"Do we want to take some measures?" Zhao Yun asked.
Xi Yu shook his head, "It's okay, let them investigate. We can just leave some flaws on purpose."
A trace of cunning flashed in Xi Yu's eyes. He knew very well that war was not just a contest of force, but also a confrontation of wisdom.
The army marched on the official road in the early morning, with green mountains and clear waters on both sides, and the scenery was picturesque.
The morning breeze gently brushed the flags and made a sound of rushing. The soldiers' steps were neat and powerful, showing their well-trainedness.
Xi Yu stared at the distance, thinking about the next strategy in his mind. He believed that as long as he planned carefully, he could defeat the enemy.
On this day, they came to a small village. The village was silent and most of the houses were empty.
Xi Yu looked at the devastated village and asked Zhao Yun in a heavy mood: "How long will it take for us to reach Luoyang?"
Zhao Yun looked around, estimated the distance, and replied: "There are about three days left."
Xi Yu frowned slightly.
"Go and find out where all the villagers here went?"
So Zhao Yun asked a few soldiers to go and inquire.
Soon a few soldiers came back, saying that there are only a few elderly people in the village now and they are still living, most of them have left and even died.
Because there have been wars here before, many people have been killed.
"So that's how it is." Zhao Yun sighed.
Similarly, Xi Yu was in a very heavy mood.
Xi Yu stared into the distance and secretly swore in his heart that he would end this war as soon as possible so that the people could live and work in peace and contentment.
The same thing is said, the war I launched is to hope that there will be no war in the future.
In the village, several old trees stand alone, as if telling the prosperity of the past.
The wind blew, and the leaves rustled, adding a bit of desolation.
At this moment, several twilight old men slowly came out.
Their clothes were worn out and covered with dust, as if the traces of time were deeply imprinted on them.
An old man with white hair trembled and said in a trembling voice: "You warriors bring only destruction and suffering. You are not good things, so leave our village quickly."
Another old man revealed deep disgust in his eyes: "We hate war, you are the culprits! Although our village is so dilapidated, you are not welcome."
Many soldiers were unhappy, they glared at a few old people, and some even wanted to do something.
But Xi Yu stopped them.
"You don't want to do anything, listen to the old man finish his words."
Several old men had to continue nagging, and they cried as they were talking because an old man's son was lost in the war.
Xi Yu and others listened silently, their hearts filled with helplessness and guilt.
Until several old men finally stopped talking, Xi Yu took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm.
"Old man, we don't want to see war happen, but some things must be done. We hope to bring peace to everyone."
However, the old people's faces were still full of distrust.
"And the war we are going to start this time is different from the wars that you guys have experienced before."
Xi Yu tried to calm himself down.
Gradually, his words calmed the elderly a little.
But Xi Yu discovered that several old people knew nothing about the world's major issues. They didn't even know who they were, nor who Cao Pi was.
Xi Yu looked at the old people helplessly, and a feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart. He tried to explain his purpose to them, but the old people just looked at him hatefully.
"Old man, we are not the bad guys you think." Xi Yu said softly.
"You are all the same, and all you have brought about is war." An old man said angrily.
The few old men who had already calmed down became irritable and uneasy again.
Xi Yu sighed.
"I know you hate war, but our purpose is to restore peace to the world, because I personally hate war."
"Do you call peace and peace to exchange for more lives?" another old man asked.
Xi Yu was silent for a moment, and he knew it would be difficult to change the old people's views for a while.
At this time, a gust of wind blew, rolling up a few fallen leaves. Xi Yu looked at the falling leaves flying all over the sky and sighed in his heart. He knew that it was not easy to let these old people understand their ideals.
Zhou Yu said, "Master, let's go quickly."
Many people also hope that Xi Yu will leave quickly and cannot communicate with these people at all.
Xi Yu had no choice but to leave. After they talked a long time ago, many soldiers started to discuss it. These people were so ignorant.
"You can't say that to them. After all, they have lost their loved ones, so I can understand this feeling."
Suddenly, a sharp cry broke the silence.
Everyone looked in surprise and found that it was a soldier crying. His crying was so sharp that it seemed to penetrate people's hearts.
Xi Yu frowned, walked to the soldier, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so sad?"
The soldier raised his head, tears blurring his eyes.
"King, the old people's words reminded me of my past. My hometown was also ravaged by war, and many of my relatives died in the war..."
His voice was choked and he couldn't continue.
Xi Yu felt sad in his heart, and he patted the soldier on the shoulder.
"We all empathize with the pain caused by war. But we must firmly believe that our efforts are to prevent more people from experiencing such pain."
The soldier wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and nodded firmly.
On that night, Xi Yu led everyone to camp on an open land. The bonfire jumped in the night and illuminated the surroundings.
The soldiers sat together, their hearts full of expectations for their arrival in Luoyang.
And now it’s almost time to Jingzhe, so the weather is getting warmer and warmer, and my heart is also warmer.
Xi Yu looked at everyone and said with a smile: "Tonight, I'll tell you a story. I wonder if you are willing to listen?"
What? The king tells stories, which is really something that is undesirable. Many people feel very honored. How could they not be willing to listen?
"We do, we do it too."
"It is a great honor for us to be able to listen to the king's story."
As soon as the words were finished, the soldiers showed excited smiles and tried desperately to move closer to Xi Yu.
Zhou Yu stood up and said loudly: "Everyone must abide by order and not crowded."
At this time, a breeze blew, bringing a little coolness.
After everyone sat down again, Xi Yu began to tell stories.
"Don't be so happy for now. The story I told is actually a tragedy."
When Xi Yu saw everyone's excitement, he immediately prompted them.
Zhao Yun said: "King, we will listen to whatever story you tell."
Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu believed that Xi Yu's actions must have a deep meaning.
It's impossible to tell a story just right.
Xi Yu's voice sounded clearly in the quiet night, as if it was a magical power that attracted everyone's attention.
What Xi Yu wants to tell the story of the Five Barbarians' Invasion of China, which was a past event that the Han people later refused to mention.
After all, the scene was too tragic, and even people could eat people, and Han people were not regarded as human beings.
A burst of grief surged in Xi Yu's heart, and he knew the cruelty of this history.
But he also understood that when he traveled to this era, he was carrying the mission of changing history.
He secretly made up his mind to prevent such a tragedy from happening again.
However, he cannot express his thoughts directly, he must use stories to arouse everyone's thinking.
Under the swaying firelight, Xi Yu's voice was low and powerful, telling the tragic history.
The soldiers listened quietly, with shock and anger on their faces.
Their hearts ignited hatred for the Hu people.
Because he knows his own storytelling skills, Xi Yu is extremely sensational during the telling process.
He noticed the soldiers' reactions and knew that his story had been particularly successful.
At the climax of the story, he stopped and looked at the solemn faces around him.
At this time, a soldier asked: "King, what is the story of this place? When did it happen?"
This is exactly what many people want to ask about.
Xi Yu took a deep breath and looked around.
"It's a faraway place, a history that we all hope will never repeat again."
There was a hint of heaviness in his voice.
Then he asked, "Have you noticed that the story I told would make you feel very familiar?"
Many soldiers nodded, and they did feel familiar.
"I'll tell you the truth. If it weren't for me, these history would have happened to your descendants." This sentence was like a bolt from the blue, which shocked many people present.
"Do you think I'm arrogant?" Xi Yu asked quickly, then looked around everyone.
This sentence is like a torture of the soul.
"No, king, we believe you can change all this." Zhao Yun said immediately.
Many soldiers also echoed, and it would be true. If others said this, they might really think it was arrogant, but Xi Yu did have the ability to change all this.
Xi Yu said: "What I told you is practical. Let me tell you this. I have the ability to predict the future. If the Cao family has the power to gain power, the power will eventually fall into Sima Yi's hands, and then this history will also go to the story I just told."
After saying this, the scene became very quiet again.
Zhao Yun and Zhou Yu looked at each other and believed Xi Yu's words.
Because Xi Yu was able to tell many miracles.
No wonder Xi Yu seems to be different from others.
Maybe he really has any superpowers.
Zhou Yu took the lead and shouted, "The king is given by God to save everyone. Is this blessed?
So many people cheered, and Xi Yu remembered the words of the old people today, so he decided to tell such a story, which sowed the seeds of peace in the hearts of the soldiers.
Of course, once the country that Xi Yu seized, he would not be able to control what it would be like in the future.
Xi Yu is well aware of the laws of history.
He understood that when a dynasty was first established, it would often learn from the experience of the previous dynasty, and the king was willing to rest with the people.
Therefore, the country will show a prosperous scene.
However, after several generations, the descendants of the king began to enjoy their success and gradually lost the spirit of struggle of their ancestors.
After a few generations, they were bewildered by the decadent life and began to pursue pleasure and luxury. The country gradually declined and could never reach the peak of prosperity again until it perished.
When Xi Yu thought of this, he couldn't help but feel sad and helpless in his heart. He knew very well that human history was always repeating the same mistakes.
And all he has to do is to do his best to change all this.
But I can only change myself, how much can I change for my descendants?
When he really gained the power of the country, what would he do if his descendants repeated this historical law?
He suddenly realized that he was worried a lot. Perhaps it was enough to just pay attention to what was happening in front of him.
"Okay, it's getting late, everyone, hurry up and have a rest. We will continue to set off tomorrow."
When everyone was back to the camp, Xi Yu suddenly found that a soldier was walking something wrong, so he quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?"
"Best Lord, the younger ones have numb feet, which is not a problem."
However, Xi Yu felt his lie and said, "I hope you tell me the truth."
Everyone's eyes also looked here.
The soldier blushed immediately and had to tell the truth. It turned out that his shoes had been worn with a big hole. It had been a long time since he walked.
"Since that's the case, why not change your shoes?"
But he lowered his head, after all, he was short of money, so he never changed it.
And Xi Yu immediately knew his embarrassment.
Chapter completed!