Weird Three Kingdoms

Chapter 772 The Royal Court of the Southern Huns

On the grassland in early spring, people always feel full of vitality.

The moisture on the tender grass is the dewdrops of the morning sun, and the tent under the blue sky is the royal court of the barbarians.

In the distance, among the dewy brilliance of the green grass, cattle and sheep are scattered on the green grass, and a few yaks are lying lazily in the sun on the hillside, and occasionally they can hear a few pleasant moos.

The endless grassland is dotted with these cattle and sheep, which is full of interest.

Spring also seems to awaken the beauty of the grassland. After taking off the withered yellow or black gray color, besides the endless green, there are small flowers that are sometimes far and near, sometimes more and less, although they are not big. However, white, yellow, red, and purple don't look very delicate and prosperous, but they are extraordinarily pure and simple, quietly blooming with natural beauty.

Looking at all this, Yu Fuluo suddenly felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

As if yearning and looking forward, returning to the royal court has become an instinct and desire in Yu Fuluo's original life, and has become a kind of impregnation deep in his soul. Every time the blood flows and the beating of the heart, there will be It has become a deep obsession for him, and now, he finally stands on the land of Meiji.

This is where he grew up, he has ridden gentle or wild horses and mushrooms in this vast grassland, he has also touched the wet or warm grass and chest here, he has also fluttered or heroic here or muffled songs and shouts...

This is his home.

This is where his dream started.

Yu Fuluo once thought that he would never have the chance to come back here again, to this piece of grassland that haunted his dreams.Wandering in Hongnong, Bingzhou, and Hedong, he even felt that he would be wandering like this for the rest of his life, struggling to live while wandering, or struggling to die while wandering.

grassland!

Meiji's Grassland!
The grassland of the royal court of the Southern Huns!

Yu Fuluo jumped off the horse, knelt down on the grassland of Meiji, lowered his head and kissed the land deeply.

"Hold the plow! I, Yu Fuluo, am back!" Yu Fuluo then stood up, opened his arms, and shouted loudly towards the sky.

Not far away, a whole row of members of the Southern Huns Royal Court saw Yu Fuluo standing up, rushed forward, kowtowed to the ground, and shouted in unison:

"Congratulations on the grassland under the plow, Gu Tu Da Shanyu returns to the royal court!"

The Huns staying at Meiji Royal Court all bowed down and shouted again and again:
"Congratulations on the grassland under the plow, Gu Tu Da Shanyu returns to the royal court!"

A large number of Huns fell down and stuck to the ground, expressing their joy and submission to Yu Fuluo.

Yu Fuluo laughed loudly, got on his horse, and didn't go to help the nobles of the Southern Huns' royal court who were kneeling on both sides of the road. Instead, he led the guards directly under him and went to the royal court's tent.

These Xiongnu nobles quickly got up, mounted their horses one after another, and followed Yu Fuluo's guards to the royal tent in the center of the grassland.

Seeing Yu Fuluo looking left and right on the horse's back, with a high-spirited look, Ma Yue slightly rolled his eyelids, looked at Zhao Yun silently, and then waved his hand to let the Han army turn left. Camp started on the grass.

Zhao Yun also ordered his soldiers to turn left with Ma Yue's troops, set up camp, and then patted his horse to catch up with Ma Yue, who was walking slowly beside Xin Ma You Rein.

"Captain Ma." Zhao Yun cupped his hands on the horse and greeted him.

Ma Yue nodded, and motioned Zhao Yun to get closer, and the two of them led the guards and rode slowly on the grass.

After walking a few steps, Ma Yue turned his head to look at the large tent of the Southern Huns' royal court that was bursting with cheers, couldn't help but sneered, and said, "Captain Zhao, look at this Yu Fuluo, hey, he really thinks he's counting on himself." It's a character..."

The Xialuo tribe of the Southern Xiongnu, after getting the news of Zha Tiansheng's death, saw Baima Tong and Xiugehu fleeing with their blankets wrapped up, so they wanted to follow them and fled north, but they were killed by Guduhou, Huyan, Lan The three leaders of the family surrounded him with the tribesmen, and captured all men, women and children as gifts to welcome Yu Fuluo...

Just as Fei Qian speculated in the Yulin camp before, these people in the Southern Huns are not monolithic, but each has their own thoughts. When faced with major choices, when interests overlap, they will It is very obvious.

Xu Bu was even more worried that Yu Fuluo would trouble them when he came. This time, he knelt under Yu Fuluo's boots as soon as he came up in fear, kissed Yu Fuluo's leather boots, and cried and cried. Tian Sheng's cruelty, and then described himself as a victim...

As for Yu Fuluo's belief or not, Ma Yue didn't know, and didn't want to know, but now he felt quite dissatisfied with Yu Fuluo's performance in the royal court.

Zhao Yun was silent, neither echoing Ma Yue's complaints nor expressing any attitude, remaining calm for a long time.

"...Leave them alone," Ma Yue glanced at the situation at the Southern Huns' court, and saw that they seemed to be happily slaughtering cattle and sheep, and suddenly grinned, and said to Zhao Yun in a low voice, "... Early tomorrow morning, we will withdraw..."

"……it is good."

Zhao Yun was slightly taken aback, but did not ask any questions, and responded directly and simply.Basically speaking, Ma Yue would not make such an important decision on his own when returning to the army. He must have explained something before, so Zhao Yun himself, as Fei Qian's guest general, naturally has no reason to talk too much, just obey the order and do as he wants.

"..."

Ma Yue looked back at Zhao Yun, laughed, shook his head, and said, "Ah, Captain Zhao, you have such a personality... Come on, next time I'm in Pingyang, I'll invite you to Xidenglou for dinner!"

"How dare you waste the money on Captain Ma, let me invite Captain Ma." Zhao Yun cupped his hands and said.

Ma Yue waved his hand and said: "We children of San Jin are not interested in those vain things, so you are welcome, Captain Zhao, if you really want to invite me, you have to wait until I finish the invitation first!"

Zhao Yun showed some smiles in his eyebrows, and said: "That's good. I heard that the roast leg of lamb in Xidenglou is a must, and I am worried about my money..."

"Hahaha..." Ma Yue raised his head and laughed, "That's right! It must be better than these barbarians! That's the baking recipe given by Zhonglang!"

Zhao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "This... Zhonglang? Did Captain Ma speak of Fei Zhonglang?"

"Or how many more Zhonglang?" Ma Yue said with a smile, "You don't know that, Zhonglang often said that it is better to be happy alone than to be happy together, and everyone is really good when everyone is happy, so in Some of the restaurants opened in Pingyang more or less have one or two special dishes that Zhonglang sent to teach... Unlike these Hu people, the beef and mutton along the way are either boiled or roasted, and there is no fresh way. No……"

Looking at Ma Yue's complaints about the lack of innovation in the diet of the Southern Huns, Zhao Yun could only lower his head slightly and settle in silence...

You know, in this world, some people get tired of eating meat, but there are still people who don't even eat grass roots and bark.
　In ancient times, cavalry was really important. What cavalry can cover in two days, infantry takes five days...

　　Speed ​​is everything...

　　In the Han Dynasty, there was no one who wanted to make a call when going out, all relying on two legs...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)