Three Kingdoms.

  Chapter 772 Southern Huns Royal Court

  On the grassland in early spring, people always feel vigorous 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 Hu people.

  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 on the hillside in the sun, and occasionally they can hear a few pleasant moos.

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

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 a chance to come back here again, to this 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.

   Prairie!

  Meiji's Grassland!

  The grassland of the Southern Huns Royal Court!

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

   "Support 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, prostrated themselves on 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 Yufulo.

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

  The nobles of the Xiongnu got up quickly, 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 and began to set up camp, and then he patted his horse and caught 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 then signaled 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." There'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 whether Yu Fuluo believed or not, Ma Yue didn't know, and didn't want to know, but now he was 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, and remained calm for a long time.

"...don't care about them," Ma Yue glanced at the situation at the Southern Huns King's Court, and saw that there seemed to be joyously slaughtering cattle and sheep there, and suddenly grinned, and said to Zhao Yun in a low voice, "...tomorrow Early in the morning, we will retreat..."

"…it is good."

  Zhao Yun was slightly taken aback, but he didn't ask any questions, so he answered directly. 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 will be in Pingyang, I invite you to Xidenglou for dinner!"

   "How dare you waste the money on Captain Ma, let me hire Captain Ma." Zhao Yun said, cupping his hands.

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

   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 loudly, and said, "That is! It must be better than these barbarians! That is the baking recipe given by Zhonglang!"

  Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "This...Zhonglang? Captain Ma is talking about Fei Zhonglang?"

"Or how many more Zhonglang?" Ma Yue said with a smile, "You don't know that, Zhonglang often said that being alone is worse than being happy with others, 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 them... Unlike these Hu people, the beef and mutton along the way are either boiled or roasted, and there is no fresh way. ..."

  Seeing Ma Yue complaining 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 some people who don’t even eat grass roots and tree 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 fight when going out, all relying on two legs...

  (end of this chapter)