New Story of Lv Bu

Accompanied by the rising sun, the horseshoe stepped on a piece of fine golden light, Xiao Kun Mo An Li Mi took eight hundred soldiers, heads up and entered the capital of Wusun Kingdom Chigu City. Thinking of this majestic and magnificent city, he would surrender under his horses' hooves before sunset, and An Li couldn't help feeling a little satisfied. The big and small Kunmo ruled Wusun for two hundred and thirty years, and now it's time to reunify. What glory is that Wusun, who had been split for two hundred and thirty years, was reunited in his own hands?

In this way, the gate of the palace was already close in front of him, and Da Kunmo's Xiang Dalu had already stood in front of the palace gate. Seeing An Limi’s war horse stepping on small steps, Xiang Dalu pressed his right hand on his left chest and bowed and bowed deeply: "I saw Xiao Kunmo, the last time I met was five years ago. Kunmo is still handsome and strong as before, which is really gratifying!"

An Limi’s face still had a trademark smile. He threw the stirrups away from the saddle, rolled over and got off the horse, and raised Xiang Dalu with both hands. He said: "Oh! I'm old, it’s a weasel for the New Year. It’s not as good as a year. One year! Look at this glamorous appearance, but it's actually pretended! It's not as good as you are in the prime of the year. How is my nephew, how is his health? Has he added another son?"

Xiang Dalu straightened his back, looking at An Limi with a sincere face, and said with a smile: "Oh! Let's not hide from Xiao Kunmo, the king has been a little haggard lately, and he frowned all day long. Is it all caused by the Guishuang people?" Upon hearing this, An Limi laughed immediately: "That's it! What about the Guishuang people? Isn't it a devil with three heads and six arms? It's worth the soldiers to cover the water and earth. My nephew is frowning? Come, come! Lead the way, I will go into the palace to relieve my worries with the nephew!"

As soon as he finished speaking, An Limi ordered 800 Jingqi to stay outside the palace gate, and he only brought twenty or thirty soldiers into the palace with his counterpart Dalu. Every time he walked a certain distance, he left a few guards, and when he came to the gate of the second hall, there were only eight guards left beside him. "You stay outside the hall and I will go in by myself!" An Limi ordered. "The King!" An Limi's guard captain opened his mouth, but swallowed the second half abruptly. "Don't worry, I'll be fine!" An Limi glared at him.

Da Kun Mo Yi Di Mi was sitting at the back of that huge case and was writing. He saw his pen move like dragons and snakes, and his pen was flying, and he wrote four big characters in an instant: Yu Yiyun He? Seeing An Limi coming in, he quickly got up and gave a respectful and respectful salute: "I Dimi has seen Uncle Wang!" An Limi smiled, stretched out those big soft hands, and took Idie with one hand. Mi pulled up. "Oh! My nephew, we have not seen each other for five or six years. The nephew seems to have lost a lot of weight! It must be that the food in the palace is not delicious? These cooks should fight! Or take it again. How many concubines? Well, I can't control Uncle Wang!"

An Limi was talking while winking her eyes narrowly, like a humorous and disrespectful uncle Wang.

"Uncle Lao misses you! The Guishuang people are invading on a large scale, and the little nephew is so busy that he can take care of those? Uncle Wang, please sit down!" Yi Dimi's face was full of gloom, as if someone was at a loss Children in general. An Limi didn't answer his words, but instead sat down and looked carefully at Idiami's calligraphy. At this moment, General Right came out quietly from behind the screen, sat on the side of Idiami, and looked back at Idiami, and nodded calmly.

"Yu Yiyunhe! This phrase comes from the "Diamond Sutra", Subhuti, Yu Yiyunhe? It is usually in Sanskrit. I never imagined that Wang Nephew was translated into Chinese. It's amazing, amazing! This stroke is strong and powerful, and it can be done in one go. Although it is a question, it seems to be hesitating in my heart, but finally I have a conclusion. Therefore, I write like a cloud and flowing water, and it is very smooth. Wang Nephew, am I right? It is just this sentence, Yu Yiyunhe, it is a question Who is it?" An Limi smiled, twisting his beard and looking at Yi Dimi.

"Oh! Unexpected that Uncle Wang is also proficient in Chinese? Can't help but be proficient in Chinese, as well as Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit? How come my nephew has never heard Uncle Wang talk about it? Uncle Wang, you are so good at hiding, right? My nephew is keeping the truth tight?" Yi Dimi's face seemed to pale in shock, and she shouted in surprise, while looking at An Limi from the corner of her eye.

"Oh! What the Wang nephew said, but I am ashamed! I am old, I will not live for a few years, Wang nephew is the newborn sunrise, and Wusun belongs to you and ours, but in the final analysis it is still yours. I am old An Limi, I can’t wait for that day, so I have to help you get on the horse and send you a ride! Nephew Wang, you haven’t answered my question yet. Who is that Yu Yiyunhe? Can you tell me to let Uncle know?" At this point, the smile on An Limi's face increased.

"Naturally, I'm asking Uncle Wang! This time the Guishuang people aggressively invaded, and within one or two days, the soldiers will arrive at Chigu City. Didn't Uncle Wang lead a 15,000 army and come to fight against Guishuang with me?" Ediemi was not impatient or impatient, took a sip of the tea, and glanced at An Limi with a calm and composed expression. The two kings duel, naturally, can't use country slang to yell like the people who lead cars and sell pulp in the market. Instead, they must be careful not to reveal themselves, be calm as usual, and disappear in the middle of waving their hands.

"Nephew Wang, this war between Guishuang and Dahan is for the control of the Silk Road. This matter is very important to the Western Regions and Wusun. For Wusun, we must Be on the side of the victor! Only in this way is it in the interests of Wusun. There are no permanent enemies, no permanent friends, and some only permanent interests. Nephew Wang, am I right?" An Li Mi picked up the tea cup in his spare time, and drank it. He raised his head and looked at Idia Mi quietly.

"Uncle Wang is right! What does Uncle Wang think will be the ultimate winner in this battle?" I Dimi put down the tea cup, put his hands on his lap, and asked with a smile. "Guishang soldiers 200,000, Han army 60,000, Wang Nephew, what do you think?" An Limi asked rhetorically. "Uncle Wang, in the Yanshi battle last year, Da Sima used 14,000 cavalry to fight against the Kwantung Allied Forces 400,000, and finally broke through the encirclement with 800 men. 14 to 400,000, 200,000, 7,000 feet. So, let alone sixty thousand? Uncle Wang, what do you think?" Yi Di Mi asked rhetorically, not impatient or impatient. In an instant, Both people were silent, which heralded the formal breakdown of the negotiation.

"Nephew Wang, if you are so stubborn, you can't blame me. In order for Wusun country to continue to exist, I have to kill my kiss righteously! Do it!" An Limi slammed the tea cup in his hand, and the tea cup immediately It fell to pieces! The eight soldiers outside the hall screamed and pulled out the scimitars around their waists, rushed in with a shout, and stood behind An Limi. Twenty or thirty soldiers of Idiami also ran in from outside the hall, waving a scimitar in their hands, and standing behind Idiami, the air in the hall immediately became tense. The two groups of people glared at them, as long as there is a little spark, it will explode immediately, blasting the entire hall to pieces.

Yi Dimi and An Limi seemed to have nothing to do, and they sat there in their spare time, motionless. It's no wonder that in such shopping scenes, the little brothers have always come forward to throw their heads and sprinkle blood, enjoying the pleasure of blood flowing from the corpses across the wild. The bosses are distinguished, so naturally they don't need to act, just sit there and wait for the result. The mountains do not move, and I do not move. This is the ultimate reason why countless people are always enthusiastic about fighting in the arena and fighting for thousands of years.

"Hands!" Xiang Dalu's always elegant face was full of anger, and he let out a low drink from his throat, his eyes filled with raging anger! In an instant, more than a hundred crossbowmen with bows ran in from outside the hall, and they aimed their bows at Idiami and his twenty or thirty guards. The complexions of the twenty or thirty guards immediately changed. If they were shot by an arrow at such a close distance, they would definitely die! But they didn't show any weakness, they could use their bodies to block Idiemi behind them. They are all Ediemi's personal guards, even if they die, they must do their duty to protect Da Kunmo from leaving smoothly!

"How is it? Nephew Wang, you didn't expect it? Even your Xiangdalu was bought by me! I have reached an agreement with him. After Wusun is reunified again, he will be the first Xiangdalu! Wang! Nephew, you didn’t understand what I said just now, so I’ll say it again. There are no eternal enemies, no eternal friends, some are just eternal interests. Your magnificence is not It will always be your grand prince, but only for a certain period of time, he will be your grand prince."

The smile on An Limi's face finally disappeared, his face was full of frost, staring at Idiami, perhaps, this is what he called the "Laughing King" really is. "Uncle Wang, you are right. Only in a certain period of time, my grandeur is my grandeur. All loyalty is due to insufficient chips for betrayal. Uncle Wang, this is my little nephew. The last word for you!"

The smile on Yi Dimi's face also disappeared, and his originally pale face finally showed a hint of blush, perhaps because of excitement, or perhaps because of nervousness. "My Xiang Dalu, now is the time to prove whether you are my Xiang Dalu." "Yes!" Xiang Dalu said loudly, his voice still so elegant. "Hands!" With Xiang Dalu's shout, the bows in the hands of the Baidu crossbowmen immediately turned, from Yi Dimi's body to An Limi and his soldiers.

Upon seeing this posture, An Limi's expression immediately changed, as if it was regret and depression.