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Yinhu was so anxious that he vomited out a mouthful of blood and splashed it all over the floor.

"What's the matter with you? Rongbao? Rongbao?" Celing rushed up a few steps, hugged Yinhu's shoulder, patted Yinhu's back lightly, took another clean handkerchief, and wiped it for Yinhu Wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. "It was fine just now, what's wrong with you?"

Yinhu looked at Cering with slack eyes, and it took him a while to recover. He pushed Cering away, resisted the pain in his stomach, lay curled up on the ground, shook his head, and said, "It's okay, I'll rest for a while." Enough."

Celing looked at Yinhu worriedly, and said something reassuring.

Yinhu only felt a buzzing in his ears, and it hurt like a wound was splitting open.He huddled on the ground and panted heavily, clenched his hands into fists, and pressed his head hard against the ground.The pain overwhelmed him in an instant, not only the physical pain, but also the pain in the heart, which was so painful that there was nothing to add.

Yinhu knew that Celing was right.There was a moment when I really wanted to die.It was almost a flash of thought in my heart, and I didn't even catch it, but it was actually seen through by the young general in front of me.Yinhu boasted that those sacrifices were for victory, and he also knew that the sacrifice did bring victory, but what kind of victory is worth exchanging so many lives, what kind of victory is worth sacrificing everything for it.

Yinhu is indeed too contemptuous of life.

Maybe it's because of rebirth, maybe it's because of dying once, Yinhu doesn't seem to be afraid at all, and will die the next moment.To him, death was a kind of relief and calmness, and it was the best way to leave this vortex of power struggle.He didn't want to live another life, and he didn't want to fight again, but fate just didn't allow it, and the god of death just didn't favor him.This is life.

I don't know where Elundai went after his death, but Yinhu seems to know that not everyone can live as well as him, and can be reborn after death, and do it again.Now that he has another chance, the life that should be cherished even more has been abandoned by him like nothing... Yinhu feels ashamed, ashamed because of Celing's words, he is indeed not a qualified general, not even a qualified general Politician, he is like a gambler, every time he bets, it is his own life.

"Rongbao, are you alright?" Celing's voice gradually became clearer from far to near.

"When did you know?" Yinhu's voice was stiff and hoarse, but calm.

Celing helped Yinhu calm down, and replied, "I've always been suspicious. Otherwise, why would you say I brought you out instead of my brother?" Celing replied calmly, "I'm really sure, you are the one who wants to kill me. In my time, that kind of murderous aura was not something that ordinary people would have. There is a saying in the Han people, "Do princes and generals have kindness?" In fact, princes and generals do have kindness."

"Then, let's get to know each other again. My name is Yinhu, Aixinjueluo Yinhu. I'm Daqing Baylor."

"I know." Celing nodded, "I'm afraid there are few people on the grassland who don't know that Babeile is ruthless and resourceful. Junggar's vanguard was killed under your order, and Zhao Moduo's ambush was arranged by you in advance, Gar Dan was also caught by your design, there is no Junggar who doesn't know Babeile, young hero." After finishing speaking, Celing let out a sigh of relief and looked at Yinhu, "You finally admitted it."

"Since you know it all the time, why do you still treat me so well? Are you afraid that I will run away, or kill you while you are asleep?"

"Your injuries are not healed, so you can't run far." Celing smiled and was afraid of Yinhu's shoulders, as if he had heard a joke, "You can't kill me, you have no strength."

Yinhu raised his head and glared at Cering, but Cering stretched out his hand to hold Yinhu's cold fingers: "Do you hate me?"

"Hate." Yinhu's answer was firm.

"I hate you too." Celing turned his head and looked in the direction of Junggar in the distance, "When you were asleep yesterday, I received news that the entire territory of Junggar had surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. He came to peace talks, launched a popular uprising in the refuge area of ​​Junggar, and seized power. Most of the Zaisangs in Junggar supported him. Sebu used the military base left by Galdan to prevent most herdsmen from starving to death. The Qing army also participated in it, suppressed several riots by force, and now the whole territory of Junggar has been controlled by Sebu. Sebu will be enshrined by the Qing Dynasty in the coming year and become the king of Junggar, Boshuo Ketuhan.”

"when did it happen?"

"Last month." Celing said coldly, "You set up the trap from the beginning. At this time, you still dare to say that Cewang Allah Butan was not killed by you?"

Celing's gaze was very cold, different from his usual indifference, it was a coldness that seemed to pierce people, like turning into ice thorns, piercing Yinhu's heart.What separated them was the real blood feud.Yinhu killed Arabutan, and Cering killed Orondai, neither of them could ignore the crimes committed by each other.Yinhu raised his head, met Ce Ling's awe-inspiring gaze, and stared back with the same hatred.Yinhu thought, the peaceful and harmonious days of the previous days would probably never come back again.

"No." Yinhu still denied it categorically. This matter is not only related to him personally, but also to the face of Qing Dynasty. Naturally, Yinhu can't be really frank, "The Khan died in an assassination. None of us know who assassinated him. "

"I don't believe you." Cering's tone was not very good, but seeing Yinhu's disheveled face, he softened, "Even if you didn't send someone to do it, it must be your Qing Dynasty who did this despicable thing Something." Ce Ling didn't know why, but he couldn't really harden his heart when facing the young man in front of him. He always seemed to have a smile on his face. Among them, it is really different.

Yinhu's finger was still in Cering's hand, Cering sighed, and continued, "But sometimes it is really despicable to do big things."

"What do you want to do to me?" Yinhu revealed his identity, naturally at the risk.Ke Ling's magnanimity made Yinhu feel at ease.Although Yinhu is not very accurate in judging people, there is not much difference. At this time, he is still a young boy, and Cering prides himself on his status. It is absolutely impossible to kill him, or use him as bait in exchange for some benefits .

"Originally, I wanted to use you as an exchange, to see in the eyes of your Qing emperor, whether the territory is more important or the son is more important." Celing said.His tone was not very firm, he looked at Yinhu tentatively with some hesitation, but seemed to be thinking of something else.

"It's really not upright." Yinhu stared intently at Cering's eyes, and withdrew his finger from Cering's hand, "But you can't do it."

"You're forcing me." Cering's gaze became firm instantly, with a playful smile in his eyes, "You know, a general can't be provoked the most."

"No, you may be an excellent general, much stronger than me, but you are definitely not an excellent leader. You can't do it with me in exchange for your position and weight. Your heart is not so hard yet." Yinhu smiled, coughed twice, picked up the water bag to rinse his mouth, and spit out the blood in his mouth.

"Why don't we make a bet," Yinhu said, seeming more confident.

"What's the bet?" Celing asked.

"Betting on the Moxi in the hands of the Qing Dynasty is more prosperous than the Moxi in the hands of the Junggar Khans."

"You are really a gambler." Cering chuckled, "You used to bet your life, but now, what are you betting on?" Cering wiped the water stains at the corners of Yinhu's mouth with the handkerchief again, as if there was a gap between the two. The enmity between them disappeared in an instant, they were just brothers, brothers who had a life-long friendship.

"Bet on your loyalty." Yinhu tilted his head, and put his hand on Celing's chest, "It's easy to win a thousand soldiers, but hard to find a good general. If you can be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, we can let go of our grievances."

"It's a losing business."

"You are a shrewd person. Why don't you listen to my gambling method first?" Yinhu asked.

"Oh? Then let me hear how much the legendary eighth elder brother can do."

"You let me go. I will stay in Moxi for three years. After three years, I will let Moxi's family have two camels, four sheep, and enough salt every year. Children can wear new clothes during the New Year. The old man Can be replaced with quilts. If I realize it, you will be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, and from then on, there will be no Junggar Khanate, only Moxi Mongolia."

Celing's eyes lit up when he heard this, but for a moment, he refused without hesitation: "Don't say you can't do it, even if you can, I can't be a lackey of the Qing Dynasty."

"In your heart, is the nation more important than the people's livelihood? As long as your clansmen are independent, it doesn't matter even if they live a life of shelter and desolation every day?" Yinhu's tone was slightly mocking, "No Come to think of it, Tangtang Ce Lingtaiji is a narrow-minded person."

"People's livelihood? Nationality?" Celing chewed two words, and shook his head after a while, "I can't say no to you. Anyway, I have to go back first and find my people, where my roots are. Maybe I It’s narrow-mindedness, not as far-sighted as yours, but I know that the Qing Dynasty wants our land, and it’s definitely not for nothing.”

"Indeed not." Yinhu sat up supporting Celing's shoulders, covered the wound with one hand, frowned and endured for a moment, and then said: "Jungar is the northwest barrier of the Qing Dynasty. Separated, Junggar returns to the Qing Dynasty, and the Northwest must be secured, and Tibet is secured two times, and the Western Regions are connected three times. If there is a plan, the plan is peace. The benefits of peace are the same for the Qing or the Junggar. "

"Eighth Prince really speaks better than he sings." Cering ignored Yinhu's tricks, and took out a piece of caramel from his bag and stuffed it to Yinhu: "Hey, eat this first, you vomit blood, I'll eat it again." Go and get a rabbit for you, and it will snow in two days, so you may not have any good luck."

"you……"

"Don't you, you, you," Cering pushed back, threw the roasted rabbit to Yinhu, and ordered: "If you are injured, take a good rest. If you talk too much, it will hurt you."

After speaking, Celing put his bow on his back and rode away.

Yinhu stared blankly at the direction Celing left for a while, and then tore off the cloth wrapped around the wound with difficulty. The wound did not open, but the pain was severe.Enduring the pain, Yinhu changed his medicine, bandaged the wound, packed up his luggage briefly, got on the white gelding with some hesitation, and walked slowly towards the opposite direction from where Cering left, which was to the east, to the east You can go to Daqing.

With such a simple thought in mind, Yinhu has been lying on the horse and walking slowly, the sky is a bit dark, not as bright as it is at noon.Gloomy, just like Yinhu's mood.The horse walked slowly and wobbled, but it didn't jerk at all. The sheepskin jacket was wrapped around him warmly, making him feel drowsy.

Within two hours, Yinhu was chased back by Celing.

"Do you have to go?" Celing seemed to be on fire.

"No, I just want to try, if I run away, can you find me back?"

"Hmph," Celing snorted coldly, "Don't say you only ran a few miles, even if you reach the horizon, I can find you back!"

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything!"

"I'm not afraid of you betting with me. In three years, if I can't create a sea of ​​deserts and clear rivers, you can catch me from the sky. What you can exchange with my life now, you can also exchange it at that time." Come."

Celing took a serious look at Yinhu, "I bet! However, the bet is up to me."

"Okay." Yinhu agreed without hesitation.

"If I lose, I will be loyal to the Qing Dynasty. If you lose...you leave the Qing Dynasty and follow me for the rest of your life." Celing seemed to have made up his mind, and finally said these words.

"You're bound to lose!" Yinhu chuckled, "My whole life has already been promised to someone else."

The two went on the road quietly, without saying a word for a long time.Suddenly, Celing pulled the rein and called Yinhu: "Wait."

Yinhu stopped his horse and looked back at Cering with a dignified expression.

"If I know that Cewang Allabtan is indeed your plan to assassinate, I will definitely kill you." Celing's tone was firm and persistent, and Yinhu seemed to see the light of hatred in his eyes again.

"Oh." Yinhu responded inadvertently, "Whatever you want." After speaking, he let go of the rein and walked forward.