My parrot turned out to be your majesty

"Sangku, I heard you want to see your father?"

The sky was full of snow and the ground, and the two armies faced each other outside the city. The number of people was like black clouds pressing down on the city.

Liu Wuyu sat upright on his horseback in light armor. Behind him were [-] soldiers and horses, and in front of him were [-] Turkic enemy troops.

His long dark hair stood up, blown back and forth by the strong wind, he had a handsome face, sharp features, and his eyes were as cold as the snow that never melted on a snow-capped mountain.

With a contemptuous and arrogant attitude, anyone who sees him will sigh, what a rebellious general.

With a cold face and a hard heart, no one dared to provoke him, but the round blue little chubby chirp on his shoulder did not go well with his demeanor.

The corner of Sangku's mouth on the opposite side was bent down, and his tone was contemptuous: "Where are you ignorant, the battlefield is not a place for you to play with birds."

After speaking, he bent his bow and set up an arrow, and the three arrows all aimed at Liu Wuwu.

A black-skinned lieutenant behind Liu Wuyuan rode forward and said in a low voice, "My lord, be careful, Sangku's arrows are extremely strange. Three arrows are fired at the same time, but the three arrows go in different directions."

The lieutenant was a little worried. If the main general was shot by Sangku again, it would be a great blow to morale.

But this prince from the capital is confusing, saying that his attitude is too frivolous, but General Zhang trusts him extremely.

Liu Wuwu smiled with a bit of teasing, "His bow was tampered with by him, so the direction is different."

"Stand back," Liu said without reason.

While speaking, three arrows were shot rapidly, one aimed at the eyeball, one at the throat, and one at the parrot on the shoulder.

The ruthless methods of the archers can be seen.

The three arrows are extremely fast. If you turn over quickly and get off your horse, you can avoid it. Sangku is just trying to get off the horse and has no intention of putting him to death. Shoot towards the blockade.

But Liu Wurea didn't intend to avoid it, and he didn't even get off his horse.

He was sitting on the horseback, and in his pupils, three arrow feathers struck like thunder, getting closer and closer.

When the deputy general couldn't help but scream out, Liu moved for no reason.

With one hand on the horse's back, he soared into the air, and kicked two arrows with his toes. The arrows seemed to be kicked lightly by his foot arrows, but they were like arrows off the string, and shot towards Sangku at high speed.

Liu Wuyuan turned over beautifully, with the hem of his clothes flying, and sat back on the horse. The last arrow fell into his hand, and he half-closed one of his deep eyes. Fast speed, flew back.

Sangku's eyes widened suddenly, almost breaking free from their eye sockets. His expression was shocked and mixed with fear. He tried to hide with the fastest reaction, but it was too late.

In the blink of an eye, a flower formed of blood mist bloomed on Sangku's shoulder.

The audience was silent, followed by the excitement of the Li soldiers.

Sangku's expression twisted for a moment, but it wasn't because of the pain. He looked at Liu Wuyu in the distance, and struggled to speak: "Who the hell are you?"

This move was used by that invincible General Liu Guo, Liu Wuyuan when he first met him.

Liu Wuyu touched the round little Fubao with beautiful blue eyes staring in the palm of his hand, and replied in a condescending tone: "I've said it all, I'm your father."

He could defuse Sangku's three arrows in countless ways, but Liu chose the method that Sangku was most familiar with and would never forget in his life for no reason.

No one in the world can imitate except Liu Wuyu.

"Besides your dear father, if you think about it carefully, which father do you have?"

Xiao Fubao tilted his head to look at him, Liu Wuyuan's problem of being a father everywhere seems to be irreversible.

Sangku's five big and three thick Chinese characters had a distorted expression, as if recalling something extremely painful.

"Your father and I know things with our feet, but you, as my wronged son, use your brain to think about it."

"Did Liu Jiangming instigate you to send troops? With 7 people, you Khan must have put all the troops you can call in. What benefits did Liu Jiangming promise?"

"There are so many benefits, just to change a regent, you use your pig brain to think about why."

Liu Wuyu chuckled: "I forgot to say, I am the regent, Liu Wuyu."

Sangku gritted his teeth and asked, "Why should I trust you?"

Liu looked at him with pity for no reason: "I don't need your letter, you won't retreat within a day."

"I'll make 7 of you come and go."

Sangku opened his mouth and cursed silently. It was Liu Wuyu's attitude that made him more convinced.

If it was really that man, he would absolutely disdain using proofs to make people trust him.

Liu Wuyu sat on the horseback, looked at Sangku calmly, and said lightly: "I just ask you, today's battle, will you fight or not."

"Do you dare to fight?"

The words were like a silent mockery, which made Sangku blush.

Before the formation of the two armies, Sangku was silent for a long time, "Let's go."

Neither of his two lieutenants spoke out to persuade them. When the Turks were about to retreat, Liu said without reason: "Wait a minute."

Sangku looked at him with a dark face, "Say."

Liu Wuyuan pointed to Lan Tuanzi on his shoulder, and said with a half-smile, "This is your little daddy."

Sangku clenched his hands tightly, his fingertips sunk deeply into the flesh, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go too far."

"Scream." Liu smiled for no reason, and looked at him coldly.

The five big and three thick men clenched their teeth and squeezed out word by word: "Small, daddy, daddy."

Standing on the shoulders, the round and plump Lan Tuanzi puffed out his fluffy chest, and responded cheerfully:

"Chirp!" Hey

Sangku's two lieutenants pressed Sangku's hand to tell him not to be impulsive, and the Turkic army slowly retreated.

The soldiers behind Liu Wuyou looked at me and I looked at you. The heavy boulder that weighed on his heart was moved away so easily, it suddenly seemed like a dream.

When the Turkic people disappeared from the field of vision, the soldiers of Li State burst into cheers.

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

"My lord!"

No one knew, and Liu Wuyu also breathed a sigh of relief.

The [-] soldiers have not been trained by him. With [-] against [-], no matter how strong Liu Wu is, he can't defeat [-] with one.

Of course, he can guarantee that he won't be able to defeat the withdrawal of Liu Wuyu. He has no intention of losing face. He is always willing to cheat on the battlefield, but it is best to scare Sangku away.

Liu Wuwu had fought against Sangku a few times, so he knew him well.

This man is cruel and thoughtful, and Guan will use recklessness to disguise himself. Sangku is the type who takes one step and thinks three steps.

Of course, this also has something to do with Liu Wuyuan's way of frightening him at the beginning.

Moreover, Liu dared to do this for no reason, because he knew the strength of the Turkic people, 7 people, and the Khan of Sangku did not dare to mobilize so many people to really fight.

This time the siege, on the one hand, Liu Jiangming must have a deal with them, on the other hand, if Li Guo has no generals, it is a soft persimmon, and they don't mind pinching it once.

Lan Tuanzi flew beside Liu Wugui, looking at Liu Wugui with sparkling eyes, he was so excited that he couldn't stop chirping.

"Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet." I suddenly understand why you like being a father everywhere.

"Jiujiu." It's fun.

Liu Wuyu looked amused, reached out and grabbed it, squeezed it in his hand and kneaded it, kneading the hairy ball until it exploded, and the whole circle circled, and his eyes were rounded in his palm, and his eyes were dumbfounded by him. Knead and knead.

"Back to camp." Liu Wuyuan waved his hand, and the lieutenant at the side hurriedly shouted.

With the sound of drums, [-] soldiers retreated back to Hanshan Pass in an orderly manner.

......

In the eyes of ordinary soldiers, the prince kicked back the bow and arrow, used his hand as a bow, and threw back the arrow... The scene was miraculous, and then he deterred the Turks to retreat with just a few words, as if the god of war was alive.

The reputation of Prince Regent Liu Wuyu resounded through the entire barracks, and the rest of the soldiers who did not show up did not believe it, but a total of 2 people said exactly the same thing, and when they mentioned Liu Wuyu, their eyes were filled with burning reverence.

In the barracks at night, there were bonfires everywhere, Liu Wuyu sat by the biggest bonfire, one person after another toasted him, Liu Wuyu drank it all in one gulp.

The army has a good impression of men with true temperament, not to mention Liu Wuyu has no airs of a prince, and there is an endless stream of people toasting.

After drinking for three rounds, one piece after another was poured on the field, and Liu slipped away without a sound for no reason.

In the main tent, under the dim candlelight, Liu Wuyu was seriously painting.

The light and shadow of the dancing flames shone through his profile, and the warm yellow light softened the coldness brought about by his sharp lines, laying on a layer of softness, making him look like a gentle and graceful young man in troubled times.

Liu Wuyuan's eyes are focused, his expression is serious, and his hand is well-articulated, and every stroke is done carefully.

He looked at the painting with viscous, hot and gentle eyes, as if he was painting his sweetheart.

Liu Wuyuan has always only painted landscapes, never people. Someone once praised him as a master in painting landscapes, but no one knew that he was a master at painting people.

With just a few strokes, the general outline of the characters is outlined, with smooth lines and no trace of redundancy.

There are two people in the painting, but their postures are a bit strange, they are too close together, like a pair of lovers.

But both of them are strong men, so close to each other, they might be fighting.

Liu Wuyu continued to draw, the posture became clearer, and the facial features gradually emerged.

If you look carefully, one of them has sword eyebrows and star eyes, the ends of his eyebrows are sharp like a knife, the bridge of his nose is straight, his thin lips are slightly raised, and he looks at the other person in the painting with affectionate and lustful eyes.

Looking at the whole face of that person, it was indeed Liu Wuyu's face.

And the other person was pressed under him, his clothes were half opened, his deer eyes were bewildered, with tears at the end of his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be painful or joyful.

"Chirp chirp chirp!!!" What are you drawing! !

Lan Tuanzi, who had just woken up, opened his eyes to a critical blow, and the whole bird flew up violently as if it had been scalded.

"Hush, keep your voice down. This main tent is not so soundproof." Liu Wurea put his tail away slowly, adding a little more charm to the painting.

Lan Tuanzi turned into a little man with wings with a bang in the air, so anxious that the little wings almost fanned out behind him.

"What are you drawing!"

Xiao Fubao's originally fair and tender face was like a ripe cherry tomato, there was no trace of whiteness, and the whole little face was rosy and moist.

For no reason, Liu stopped his pen, held up the painting and admired it slowly, "The picture of Longyang of me and the little emperor!"

"I, you, no, no," Xiao Fubao was incoherent in anxiety: "How can you draw this!"

"Disgraceful!" The childish voice was choked with anger, and the appearance of reprimanding people was pitiful and cute.

Liu smiled lightly for no reason, and his handsome face looked a bit gangster for no reason at this time, "The little emperor and I share the same mind, if you can't eat but can't see it, what's wrong with drawing a picture and seeing things and thinking about others?"

Xiao Fubao stretched out a short finger to point at him, trembling and trembling, "Seeing things and thinking about people, do you insist on drawing such, such, such, such unsightly things?"

"Come, come, come and see," Liu Wuyu held the painting in one hand and waved to it with the other: "My painting skills are not my fault, you just look at this painting, the painting skills are superb, if you pick a mistake, I will lose." .”

The little emperor refused to tell him that he was a parrot, so it was no wonder Liu played tricks on it for no reason.

These bad thoughts started when the little emperor was still unwilling to show his cards after Liu hinted for no reason.

After bullying the cute and cute little Fubao to the point of blushing and being out of breath, tsk, it was as pleasant as Liu Wurea imagined.

Xiao Fubao pursed his lips tightly, and said with a blushing face, "Longyang Map is its biggest problem."

The cherry tomato with blue wings flapped its wings and flew to the candlestick, and tentatively picked up the candlestick and burned the painting.

Liu Wuyu quickly took the candlestick away, looked at it with a serious face, "If you feel that you have too many feathers, I can pull them all out for you, and you don't need to touch the candlestick yourself."

Xiao Fubao was already ashamed in his heart, and being yelled at by him again, his body's emotions fluctuated greatly. As soon as Liu Wuyu finished speaking, the little man the size of a palm burst into tears of grievance.

Tears fell down like they don't want money.

"You, you, how could you draw this," Xiao Fubao cried out of breath, and said in a sobbing voice, "You're still pissing me off."

Wicked men have their own mills, and willows have their own tears for no reason.

Liu Wuyu slowed down his voice: "I didn't hurt you, you are so small, you can't hold the candlestick at all, and you will burn yourself when the time comes."

"I'm worried about you, and I want you to learn a lesson, be good, stop crying."

The more she coaxed, the more Xiao Fubao cried, and the crystal tears rolled down one by one. The ripe cherry tomatoes turned into broken skins, and the juice kept flowing out. The small one seems to hide a spring eye, no matter how it flows, it will not flow out.

"Then you still draw this kind of degrading picture!"

Liu sighed for no reason: "I bought the Longyang map, baby, you won't let me see it."

"I won't let you see it, so you can just draw it!" Xiao Fubao was ashamed and angry, his body trembling from crying.

Little Fubao flew up, pointed to the painting and said, "I don't care, I don't have it, I don't have it!"

"If you don't destroy it, I will, I will..."

"I'll just burn myself!" The palm-sized little man gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, roaring in a low voice.

Silly bird, point yourself when you get angry, the bird I raise, cow!

Liu Wuyu wanted to laugh a little, so he held it back abruptly, took a deep breath and suppressed a smile, lowered his head and shoulders shaking, and then touched his face.

Looking up again, he looked at the painting with regret and reluctance on his face, "Okay, I'll destroy it."

"Unfortunately, this is the first time I draw a person."

"It's ruined just like that," Liu Wuyu sighed again, with some real feelings, "It's a pity the painting."

Xiao Fubao's heart was a little shaken. For the first time...drawing a person.

"Have you never drawn people before?" asked the childish voice in a soft voice.

Liu shook his head for no reason, "Never."

He turned around and said, "Since you won't let me draw the little emperor, then I'll draw other people. Anyway, it's the first time, so it's easy to start again."

"No!" Xiao Fubao blurted out.

The painting is so, so meticulous, if it is painting others, it will be fine.

No, let Liu Wugui, a bastard, harm other people again, and come to me for anything...

The little emperor who firmly refused to admit that he was jealous thought so.

"You, you can put away the painting, just don't let me see it," Xiao Fubao lowered his head, and said in an awkward voice, "but you are not allowed to draw others."

A triumphant smile flashed across Liu Wuyuan's eyes, and he said, "Obey."

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