The grassland in early spring always makes people 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, amid the dew-drops of green grass, cattle and sheep are scattered on the green grass. A few yaks are lying lazily in the sun on the hillside, and occasionally they can be heard making a pleasant moo.
The endless grassland is decorated with these cattle and sheep, which is full of life and interest.
Spring also seems to awaken the beauty of the grassland. After taking off the yellow or black gray color, in addition to the endless green, there are also small flowers that appear far and near, more and less, although they are not big. However, white, yellow, red, and purple do not appear to be very delicate and prosperous, but they are exceptionally pure and simple, quietly blooming with natural beauty.
Humphrey looked at all this, and suddenly felt that his heart was filled with an indescribable feeling.
It was like thinking and looking forward to returning to the royal court. It became an instinct and desire in Yuvrou's original life. It became an infection deep in his soul. Every time the blood flows and the heart beats, it will It became a deep obsession for him, and now, he finally stood on the land of Meiji.
This is where he grew up. He rode horses and mushrooms that were either docile or wild in this vast grassland. He also touched the grass and chest that were wet or warm. He also fluttered or was heroic here. Or low songs and shouts…
This is his home.
This is where his dream begins.
Yuvluo once thought that he would never have the chance to return here again, to this piece of grassland that haunts his soul. He wandered in Hongnong, Bingzhou, and Hedong. He even thought that he would wander like this for the rest of his life. Struggling to live while wandering, or struggling to die while wandering.
grassland!
The grassland of Meiji!
The grassland of the Southern Huns Royal Court!
Hufro jumped off the horse, knelt down on the grassland of Meiji, lowered his head and kissed the land deeply.
"Hold the plow! I, Hufrault, am back!" Hufrault then stood up, opened his arms, and shouted loudly toward the sky.
Not far away, a whole row of people from the Southern Huns Royal Court saw Yu Fuluo standing up. They rushed forward, prostrated themselves on the ground, and then shouted in unison:
"Welcome to the grassland under the plow, Gu Tu Da Chanyu returns to the royal court!"
The Huns who stayed in Meiji King's Court all bowed down and shouted again:
"Welcome to the grassland under the plow, Gu Tu Da Chanyu returns to the royal court!"
A large number of Huns knelt down and clung to the ground, expressing their joy and submission to Huvro.
Humphrey laughed loudly, got on his horse, and did not go to help the nobles of the Southern Huns Royal Court who were kneeling on both sides of the road. Instead, he led the direct guards and rode towards the royal tent.
These Huns nobles quickly got up, mounted their horses one after another, and followed Humphrey's guards towards the royal tent in the center of the grassland.
Seeing Yu Fuluo looking left and right on the horse, looking high-spirited, Ma Yue rolled his eyelids slightly, glanced at Zhao Yun silently, and then waved his hand, telling the Han army to turn left. Set up camp on the grass.
Zhao Yun also ordered his soldiers to follow Ma Yue's troops to turn left and start setting up camp. Then he patted his horse and caught up with Ma Yue, who was walking slowly beside the horse.
"Captain Ma." Zhao Yun bowed his hands on the horse and said hello.
Ma Yue nodded, and then motioned for Zhao Yun to come closer. The two of them led their guards and rode slowly on the grass.
After walking a few steps, Ma Yue looked back at the large tent of the Southern Huns Royal Court where bursts of cheers were erupting. He couldn't help but sneered and said: "Captain Zhao, look at this Yufuluo, huh, he really thinks he is the one who counts." It’s a personal figure…”
After receiving the news of Zha Tiansheng's death, the Xialuo tribe of the Southern Xiongnu saw Baima Tong and Xiuge fleeing with their bedding, so they also wanted to follow them and flee north, but they were defeated by the Xubu, Huyan, and Lan clans. The three leaders and their tribesmen surrounded them, and captured all men, women, and children as a gift to welcome Yuvro...
Just as Fei Qian had speculated in the Yulin camp before, these people in the Southern Huns were not monolithic, but each had their own thoughts. When faced with major choices, and when their interests overlapped, they would It's very obvious.
Xubu was even more worried that Yufrog would cause trouble for them after he came. This time, he was so trembling that he knelt down under Yufrog's boots, kissed Yufro's leather boots, and cried and complained. Tian Sheng's cruelty and then described himself as a victim...
As for whether Yu Fuluo believed it or not, Ma Yue didn't know and didn't want to know, but now he felt quite dissatisfied with Yu Fuluo's performance when he arrived at the royal court.
Zhao Yun was silent, neither agreeing with Ma Yue's complaints nor expressing any attitude, and remained calm.
"...Ignore them," Ma Yue glanced at the situation at the Southern Xiongnu Royal Court, and looked at the slaughter of cattle and sheep that seemed to be joyful. He suddenly grinned and whispered to Zhao Yun, "... We will withdraw early tomorrow morning..."
"……good."
Zhao Yun was slightly stunned, but without any questioning, he answered directly. Huijun, basically speaking, Ma Yue would definitely not make such an important decision without authorization. He must have explained it before, so Zhao Yun himself, as Fei Potential guests and generals naturally have no reason to talk too much. They just obey orders and do as they are told.
"..."
Ma Yue looked back at Zhao Yun, laughed, shook his head, and said: "Ah, Captain Zhao, you have such a character... Come on, next time I meet in Pingyang, I will invite you to Xidenlou for dinner!"
"How dare you waste Captain Ma's money? Let me invite Captain Ma." Zhao Yunggong said with cupped hands.
Ma Yue waved his hand and said: "We, the sons of the Three Jin Dynasties, don't like those vain things. Captain Zhao, don't be polite. If you really want to invite me, you have to wait until I finish the invitation first!"
There was a smile in Zhao Yun's eyebrows and he said: "That's good. I heard that the roasted leg of lamb at Xidenglou is a must-have, but I'm worried about the lack of money..."
"Hahaha..." Ma Yue raised his head and laughed, saying, "That's right! It must be more delicious than these barbarians! That's the baking recipe given by Zhonglang!"
Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask: "This... Zhonglang? Is Ma Duwei talking about Fei Zhonglang?"
"How about a few more Zhonglangs?" Ma Yue laughed and said, "You don't know this, right? Zhonglang often says that happiness alone is not as good as happiness among everyone. It is really good when everyone is happy, so in
Some restaurants opened in Pingyang more or less have one or two specialties taught by Zhonglang... Unlike these barbarians, the beef and mutton along the way are either boiled or grilled, and there are no fresh methods.
No……"
Seeing Ma Yue complain about the Southern Huns' lack of innovation in food, Zhao Yun could only lower his head slightly and settle in silence...
You know, in this world, some people eat meat until they are tired of it, but there are still people who cannot even eat grass roots and tree bark%
In ancient times, cavalry was really important. The distance that cavalry could cover in two days would be covered by infantry in five days... Speed means everything... In the Han Dynasty, there was nothing you could do if you wanted to go out and fight, all relying on two legs.
