Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 5: Four wolves

The lamb was held high in the air, struggling and crying. Its hot blood flowed down and dripped on the top of the child's head, staining his white clothes and hands that were pressing on his head red.

"My son Lu Guichen Asule, the kindness of Pantar God gave you to be born in our family Lushi Pasur. The God gave you eyes to see as far as an eagle; God gave you legs , let you run as fast as a leopard; the gods give you hands, let you lift up the whole holy mountain; the gods give you blessings, so that you are no longer afraid. There is no mountain that cannot be overcome, and there is no snow that cannot be walked out , There is no indestructible enemy. Even if you go to the end of the world, God’s blessing will be with you.”

The Maharaja withdrew his blood-stained hand from the top of his son's head.

"From now on, don't use the name Asule. You are a guest of the princes of Donglu. You must learn the etiquette and knowledge of Donglu. You must use your Donglu name Lu Guichen."

"Yes, Dad."

The majesty looked back at the nobles lined up behind him, just like the day when the Nine Kings returned triumphantly from the Ministry of Zhenyan, all the nobles were dressed up with swords and raised the white leopard cloud banner. It's just that this time it's sending the eldest son Asule southward.

"When the sun reaches the zenith, you are about to leave. Before you leave, do you want to say goodbye to your mother?"

Asule turned her head, she saw that in the small brocade chariot, her mother was holding the bag doll and was smiling all the time, her eyes were confused.

"No, grandma can't recognize me, maybe she should be happier..." Asule shook her head, "That doll can always be with her, I'm not a good son, I never let my grandma Mom is happy... Dad, I want to ask one more thing, the last thing."

"You say."

"Aqin Motu, is that my grandma?"

"Yes, she is your grandma, she came from far east, she is a real princess. Her barbarian name is Aqin Motu, which means golden sun, as beautiful as sun No matter who it is, as long as you see her smile, you will never forget it for the rest of your life."

"Abba, do you... hate grandpa?"

"Yes, I hate him. He took away all the important people in my life." He looked into the distance, "Maybe if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't be able to be this maharaja. But I became a maharaja Jun, what's the fun of being alone?"

He half-kneeled in front of Asule, and gently held his son's hand: "Asule, you have grown up and can choose your own path. Abba always remembers the day when you came back from the True Face Department The second time, what I said in the golden tent. Abba knows that you are a good boy, and feels that the responsibility is yours, just like your Uncle Beluha. But as you said yourself, it is not easy for everyone to live in this world. Don’t let yourself carry everything, my son is also suffering. What Mom and Dad want to see is that our good son can live happily, even if he is a poor man grazing horses on the grassland.”

"Abba, you never asked me how I came back alive from the Ministry of True Face."

"Are you going to tell Dad?"

Asule looked up at his father's face. The Maharaja stared silently, like a stone statue eroded by wind and sand.

"There was a moon that night. I was with Mother Haruntie. She tied the white leopard tail around my wrist, and said that no one would harm me when she saw the leopard tail. But no, the front line lost Everyone retreated. The uncles of the True Face Department searched tent by tent, looking for one with a leopard tail. They rushed in and wanted to kill me. Mom advised him that the uncle seemed crazy. Stabbed him in the back..."

"We rushed out of the camp, the whole camp was on fire, the army of the Nine Kings had caught up, killing people everywhere, so many people were lying on the ground, I went to shake them, they couldn't get up again. Mom She changed me into poor people's clothes, tied my cuffs with a rope, put me on a horse, and let me walk with the fleeing people, so that I couldn't show my leopard in front of the real people. end."

"I was arrested. I said that I was the eldest son of Qingyang, but no one listened to me. I was locked up in a stable with other children. At night, Mother Haruntie was beaten by several A soldier brought it. I hid in the crowd and tried to recognize her, but I didn't dare. I didn't understand what the **** was going on, and then I saw them stripping Muma's clothes, and they pressed Muma one by one. I still didn't dare Speak out, Dad, I am a cowardly son, really."

The child trembled slightly, his face was pale, and suddenly he became so weak.

"The mother saw her son, she also shook her head at me, telling me to keep quiet. But we were discovered by those people, they...they pushed the naked mother on top of her son...the mother said The son is the eldest son of Qingyang, but they just laughed, they didn't believe it, they came over with guns, and the mother was eager to untie the rope of the son's cuff, but she couldn't untie it, and then suddenly many guns pierced from the front of the mother's chest. Come out, at that time the rope was untied, revealing my white leopard tail..."

"Her blood flowed on my face, she kissed my face, and then died. It was like a dream, no matter how I thought about it, I couldn't believe it was real. In those days, I couldn't sleep at night, afraid As soon as I fall asleep, I will think of it, I will think of the blood of mother Heluntie flowing on my face, seeing the point of the gun poking out of her chest, and my son can't save her... The son is from the Pasur family of the Lu family, yes The Majesty's son can survive, but can those people whom the son likes also survive?"

"If you were the maharaja of Bei Lu, you wouldn't let Abba kill those people, would you?"

"Yes."

"You don't trust your father, you think that only you can protect them. So you practice your sword desperately, you want to become a brave warrior, you feel safe when you hold a sword."

"Yes... Dad, you are the majesty of Qingyang, there is nothing you can do if you say that you can't destroy your true face. But my son just wants those people I like not to die, and they can be with me in peace Together. If someone is really going to die, I would rather my son die, dead... I will never see those things again, and I will never be afraid again."

"Abba..." He said softly, "My son is very scared, really scared..."

"What a stupid son," the Maharaja said, holding Asule's head tightly to his chest, "Such a stupid son is my son, Guo Leer!"

"Let's go to Donglu! My son, Dad and Mom will miss you. The day you come back, Dad will take your mom and a team of thousands riding tigers and leopards to heaven. By the side of the strait, I watched the big boat carrying you come back with the wind and waves. At that time, my father helped you sit on the golden tent. You are the new king, and everyone on the grassland will call you the king of longevity!"

In November of the seventh year of Emperor Xi of the Yin Dynasty, before the heavy snow fell on Fengshan Mountain, the son of the Qingyang tribe and Zhaowu Gong Lu Guichen Asul, who swept the grassland twenty years later, was taken as a hostage to the far east. 6.

Riding a pony, he walked slowly towards the south along the foot of Tongyun Mountain. Qingyang's Leopard Cloud banner and Xiatang's golden chrysanthemum banner waved above his head like waves of the sea.

He just went there and never looked back.

[History]

Historians of later generations always talked about this trip to the south with doubts and admiration.

They always couldn't understand why a sheep turned into a roaring lion when it was let out of the sheepfold, roaring and running towards the land of East China. Whether it is a hero or a savior, no one can deny that one of the hands that ignited the flames of war in this chaotic world belongs to Lu Guichen, Duke Zhaowu of Qingyang. His ideals and ambitions turned into flames that burned the world. He rode a flaming war horse to save the world, but found that the bones of the weak were trampled under his horse's hooves.

At this moment, in the far east, there is a pair of pitch-black eyes looking up at the jittering eagle in the sky, waiting for his arrival in an unpredictable fate.

Heroes are about to meet, and the iron blue hand of the Valkyrie is turning their direction in the dark. The wheel of troubled times that had been silent for a long time started to rotate again, and with dazzling sparks, it threw disasters and tears, fire and water to the land of Kyushu.

(Please look forward to Kyushu Misty Record 2)