"General Yelu." Yelu Hailan suddenly raised her tone, "There are so many people, please speak inside."
Yelu Yan was choked and had to nod, saying, "Yes, the Lord of the Big Wolf."
He led Yelu Hailan into the military tent, but his eyes accidentally fell on a stretcher next to Yelu Hailanluan's car.
On the stretcher was a young man, still in a coma, with a white cloth wrapped around his head and a Tang Dynasty face.
"Why did Yelu Hailan bring a man from the Tang Dynasty?" Yelu Yan thought so.
The stretcher was quickly carried away by someone else, so Yelu Yan simply stopped wondering and led Yelu Hailan into the Central Military Camp.
"Nine...Master of the Big Wolf."
Yelu Hailan sat down slowly: "General Yelu, please tell me, what did that Uighur prince do, which makes you so anxious?"
"Don't mention that the Uighur prince has never been honest since he arrived at our Khitan as a hostage!" Yelu Yan said, "He first lobbyed the king and advised the king not to go to war with the Tang Dynasty and not to want to defeat the Tang Dynasty. Only by relying on the Central Plains can the Khitan and the Uighur coexist. Once the war with the Tang Dynasty, then the Khitan and the Uighur will be destined to survive. The king would not listen to his alarmist words seriously. But that boy went to lobby the princes, inciting them to rebel, and forcing the king to abdicate. The king could not bear it, but due to the Uighur's feelings, the prince could not kill him, so he sent it to me here."
"I didn't expect that this kid was not at ease in the military camp. I, the Mengyin River camp, had 50,000 people, a total of 17 tribes, of which thirteen were the tribes of the little wolf master. The prince encouraged them to mutiny and rebel. Someone really listened to it! I really had no choice but to kill his guards, leaving him alone, and was confined in the tent."
"But even so, he was not honest and was not afraid of me threatening him. He said he wanted to meet the people of our royal family and insisted on ending this war. Lord of the Big Wolf, I am a rough man, I only know that this person cannot be killed or abused. As for how to deal with him, you have to do it."
After hearing this, Yelu Hailan smiled slightly: "It sounds like he is just a disgusting person. There is no big harm, so don't worry about him."
"Just let it go so much?" Yelu Yan felt a little guilty.
"The confinement is the most serious punishment we can do to him." Yelu Hailan said, "This prince is not the unpopular princes of the Uighur Khan. He is Ye Hu."
"Ye Hu? What's wrong with Ye Hu?"
When Yelu Hailan saw Yelu Yan looking unknown, she had to explain patiently:
"Ye Hu is the second prince of the Uighurs and the person who is most likely to become the Uighur prince."
"That little white-faced?" Yelu Yan smiled disdainfully, "How could the Prince of Uighurs let someone who could be beaten to death with one punch? Besides, if Uighur Khan really attaches so much importance to Ye Hu, would he come to my Khitan as a hostage?"
Yelu Hailan said: "Of course this is not what the Uighur Khan means, it is Ye Hu's eldest brother, the Uighur Prince Jito. The Uighur Khan is old and stupid, and the state affairs are all handed over to Jito. We conspired with the Uighur, and the one who agreed was Jito."
"As the eldest brother, he naturally would not let his younger brother stay by his father Khan's side to seize the Khan throne. He escorted Ye to the Khitan to get rid of him with our hands. However, this action was eventually discovered by the Uighur Khan, and Jito had no choice but to step down, and our partner changed from Jito to Uighur Khan. Of course, the conditions have not changed, but Ye Hu could not kill him."
Yelu Hailan said: "Once Ye Hu is killed, no one may be able to do something about the Uighur Khan, who loves his son, may have done something. Maybe he will tear us apart and the army is in a dilemma. By then, a play played for the Tang Dynasty will become real, and it will be backfired and be attacked from both sides. Who should I ask for complaints?"
"But it's not a big deal to just leave it alone."
"Look forward to it." Yelu Hailan said, "Maybe, Jito, who is far away in the sky, can be cruel and kill his eighty-year-old father, usurp power and seize the throne. Naturally, we don't have to worry about such a Ye Hu."
"Damn, I want to get rid of the Uighur Khan for Jito and then kill this Ye Hu himself!" Yelu Yan said gritting her teeth.
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Yelu Hailan stretched: "Ah... I'm tired of traveling today, I'm too lazy to see him. Let's wait for tomorrow, and I'll see this Uighur prince again."
"Then I will take my leave first, the Lord of the Wolf will ask."
Yelu Yan bowed and retreated. When she was about to go out, she suddenly remembered the Tang soldier who had just seen who was being carried away on a stretcher. She couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Master of Big Wolf, I saw a man who looked like a Tangren on a stretcher just now, who was that?"
"Oh, he." Yelu Hailan smiled, "It's just a prisoner."
"If the prisoner is seriously injured, just kill him. Why should he be treated? He would carry him back? Or would he be an important person?"
Yelu Hailan thought about it and nodded playfully:
"Maybe."
...
Two wolf slaves rudely threw the stretcher on the ground, then walked out of the tram.
The reason why it is a "circle bar" is because this is the place where the Khitans detained prisoners.
Yelu Yan was cruel by nature and had always been cruel to the prisoners, so the Mengyin River camp did not have a place for the prisoners to live in, but only a clearing area, surrounded by wooden stakes as fences. The prisoners' food, drink, pull, scatter, and sleep were all inside.
The Khitans called it here is a circle of people.
They treated the captured Tang army like pigs, cattle and sheep, and kept it in this small open space. When they were bored, they took it out and slaughtered it.
Because of this, there were not many Tang army prisoners in the Mengyin River camp, and even only a few people for a long time. The number of prisoners now is only less than a hundred.
Zhou Bian, who was thrown on the ground, quickly attracted the attention of these prisoners, and a few people immediately came up.
"Brother, brother, wake up, brother?"
"Stop shaking, you'll die if you snatch it."
"Quick, get your saliva."
Soon, one person trotted over with a worn-out basin, which contained a little water in it.
A prisoner held Zhou Bian's head in his arms and fed him water with one hand.
Large pieces of blank space occupied Zhou Bian's mind, and then a black dot appeared in his hazy mind and gradually enlarged.
It seemed like a basin of water.
Zhou Bian felt the intense thirst for no reason. He tried his best to lean over to the suddenly appearing basin, but his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and could not move at all.
Then, he felt a severe pain, as if he had stabbed his head with a silver needle. Zhou Bian wailed, his face wrinkled, and bleeding and tears oozing from the corners of his eyes.
The Tang army prisoner who fed him water was shocked - he hadn't moved much yet, why did he suddenly feel like he was crazy?
Zhou Bian's abnormal movement quickly attracted the attention of all the Tang army prisoners, and a group of people surrounded him. Of course, the Khitan soldiers who were responsible for guarding the prisoners naturally came over.
"What are you doing?" the Khitan soldiers scolded, "Everything dispersed!"
"This wolf cub..." Although the Tang army prisoners were reluctant, they had to obey.
Zhou Bian's wail gradually weakened, and he began to moan:
"Water...water..."
The Khitan soldier came over and said sarcastically: "Grandpa has urine, do you drink it?"
The soldiers around him burst into laughter, and at this moment, they attracted the attention of someone.
He walked slowly towards the circle of people and asked in Khitan:
"What happened?"
When he saw this person, the Khitan soldiers who were extremely rampant just now were immediately respectful and did not dare to breathe.
"High Priest." is also in Khitan, "We are teaching this prisoner a lesson."
A Baoji frowned and looked in the direction pointed by the Khitan soldier. He was surprised to find that it was Zhou Bian.
"woke up?"
He walked over, squatted down, and gently pressed his palm against Zhou Bian's forehead.
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"It's a bit hot, not warm yet, but it's too soon."
The people around looked at each other, not understanding what A Baoji was whispering.
"Shui..." Zhou Bian moaned again.
A Baoji smiled and said, "Come on, give him water."
"yes."
Although I didn't understand why, the Khitan soldiers still brought the water bag. Abaoji pried open Zhou Bian's mouth and poured the water in.
Zhou Bian coughed suddenly, and then his eyes began to shine. He slowly opened his eyes, and what caught his eyes was a face he had never seen before but felt familiar.
A Baoji stared at him with interest, and the two looked at each other, and Zhou Bian said weakly:
“Where is this?”
"Mengyin River." A Baoji replied.
"Who are you?"
"Khitans."
"Khitans...what is that?" Zhou Bian's face showed a confused look.
He glanced around and said in surprise:
"Who am I?"
A Baoji frowned. Could it be that his palm hit him on the head, really making him lose his memory?
"Don't you remember who you are?"
"I...I don't know."
Zhou Bian sat there at a loss, stunned for a long time without saying anything.
A Baoji was still a little suspicious, so he patted Zhou Bian: "Can you stand up?"
Zhou Bian looked at him in confusion, supported the ground with both hands, and stood up slowly and hard.
"Come with me." A Baoji said, "Go to the same place with me."
“Where to go?”
“A place that proves yourself.”
...
The central army tent of Mengyin River.
Yelu Hailan was flipping through the nearest information from Mengyin River Camp when suddenly, A Baoji's voice came from outside the tent.
"Master of the Big Wolf."
"A Baoji." Yelu Hailan closed the information and said, "Come in."
A Baoji led Zhou Bian into the military tent, and Yelu Hailan looked at them in surprise.
"Yo, are you awake?"
Zhou Bian looked at Yelu Hailan in confusion and asked A Baoji beside him:
"who is she?"
"She is my god."
Yelu Hailan stood up and smiled charmingly: "Stop saying love words, what's going on with this person?"
"I've lost my memory."
Abaoji said in Khitan in a deep voice: "But it may also be pretending."
Yelu Hailan walked forward, stood in front of Zhou Bian, looked at him carefully, and breathed with him.
The rich fragrance rushed into Zhou Bian's nose, making him unable to help coughing.
"Ahem... so fragrant... so cute..."
Yelu Hailan laughed "puke" and said, "Hey, boy, do you know who you are?"
"I don't know." Zhou Bian shook his head.
"Then do you know who I am?"
"You are a Khitan, he told me."
Yelu Hailan nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, I am a Khitan. Do you think you are the same as us?"
Zhou Bian frowned and shook his head.
"I have no idea."
"You and we don't mean the same person."
"Who am I?"
"You are Tangren."
"Tangren? What is Tangren?"
"The Tang people are our enemies."
Yelu Hailan suddenly changed her face, pulled out a knife, pressed it against Zhou Bian's throat, and said coldly: