The next day.

Liu Bei woke up slowly as he smelled the aroma of rice porridge. The cooked in the pot was all the fresh rice of Lou Sang this season. The rice porridge that was boiled was fragrant, and the porridge that was cooked was even more fragrant.

After Liu Bei finished washing up, Huang Gai brought rice porridge and surrounded the fire pit and ate it with everyone.

The white-skinned soldiers were covered with clothes and were not seen taking off their armor all day long.

It is important to know that a pair of iron armor is very heavy.

There were generally two types of iron armor in the Han Dynasty. One was a rhinoceros, rectangular armor sheets, and the two armors on the chest and back were tied with belts on the shoulders, and some were also covered with arms, which were the main form of armor in the Han Dynasty. The other type of armor was a fish scale armor sheet (but it was still used in the rhinoceros form at the waist, shoulders and other moving parts).

The zither armor is generally made of more than 600 iron sheets, weighing more than 40 kilograms (10 kilograms), while the fish scale armor is made of two to three thousand iron sheets, weighing more than 60 kilograms (15 kilograms).

Enamel yarns are heavier than ordinary yarns.

The whole body is covered with a weight of about 60 kilograms. The whole day is not leaving the body, which is equivalent to carrying a weight. In addition, the bow and arrows behind the back, the iron shield, the crossbow at the waist, the long sword, the hemp rope, the flying claws... the total weight is no less than a hundred kilograms.

However, these strong men took lightly and acted normally without limitation. This shows how powerful they are.

The most important thing is that the martial soldiers take care of each other and are proficient in battlefield attack techniques.

Cheng Pu secretly wondered whether he would be sure to win if he was surrounded by a team of elite soldiers.

I heard that Liu Bei was selected from more than 20,000 people based on the standards of Wei Wushang. One against three is the norm. The whole army can fight a hundred people and be undefeated. No matter how many people can kill a hundred generals! A hundred people can kill a thousand people!

Overcome all obstacles and call it sharp!

This time, I bought a horse to arm the white-collar soldiers. I even took risks alone. This shows how the young king attached great importance to it.

Thinking of this, Cheng Pu couldn't help but look at Liu Bei in deep thought. It was not new to the generals of the family and even the soldiers who died. However, those who are so talented and well-trained are rare in the world. Such elite soldiers and powerful generals are not lucky.

Extinguish the pond fire and the team set out again.

In the afternoon, he met the first Wuhuan tribe. Yan Rou was well versed in Hu language, and in just a few words, he could gain the trust of his master. He sent a team of people to gallop through his own grassland.

Walking through the fur tent, I finally arrived at the royal court at sunset.

Liu Bei sat upright on the horse's back and looked at the group of tents in the royal court. The Han, Hu people and others who were walking through it couldn't help but feel emotion. A group of people could enter the royal court with such a simple simple judging from Liu Bei's cognitive perspective, the so-called Wuhuan King of Youbeiping County was nothing more than that.

If an assassin is sent to kill him, and the dragons have no heads, wouldn’t Wuhuan be in trouble?

Fortunately, he came here just to sell horses.

I heard that there were large groups of wild horses on the grassland. Most of the good horses of the Wuhuan people were domesticated by wild horses. If they met the Horse King, they would be the first-class divine horse. The person entrusted by Yan Rou was familiar with the close ministers of the Wuhuan King. The tokens handed to Yan Rou and the famous letters of Liu Bei were also sent to the tent by Wuhuan warriors outside the tent.

At this time, the King of Wuhuan was all self-proclaimed. The court did not enfeoff the Wuhuan county in the three counties.

However, Liu Bei was a real relative of the Han Dynasty. Marquis Lu Chengting. He lived in Youzhou for a long time, and most of the Wuhuan could speak Chinese language. The nobles could even write Chinese characters. Marquis Lu Cheng's famous calligraphy could not be faked. Soon, several close ministers of the Wuhuan King dressed in gorgeous clothes came out one after another.

The group of people were mixed with Han and Hu, and their outfits were also mixed, which seemed inappropriate.

Liu Bei glanced at him and was already worried.

"I dare to ask, who is under the throne of Marquis Lu Cheng?" Among the close ministers, a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a leather robe wrapped in a Confucian uniform, bowed and asked.

Yan Rou turned to Liu Bei, clasped her fists and said, "This is the young lord."

The Confucian scholar looked up and saw that Liu Bei was young. He couldn't help but feel surprised: "How young is the young lord!"

Liu Bei smiled and said, "My title is hereditary of the throne." There were too many marquises of Ting. However, the throne and the reward of the throne are very different.

"It turns out to be a relative of the Han Dynasty." A complex look flashed in the Confucian scholar's eyes, including awe from the heart and a hatred from the heart.

It must be related to his own experience.

Sure enough, after a moment of thought, the Confucian scholar said seriously: "The king is already waiting in the tent, please follow me."

Everyone dismounted and handed the horses over to several elite soldiers to take care of them. Liu Bei walked into the tent of King Wuhuan under the protection of Huang Gai, Cheng Pu and others.

The tent is made of cow and sheepskin splicing, so it is not a decoration. However, the carpet under your feet is quite exquisite.

There is a large fire in the middle of the tent. The charcoal fire in the basin is so strong that it is as warm as spring.

A row of Hu men were eating wildly and sitting on the ground. The carpet in front of them was filled with large pieces of beef and mutton. Many were just half-cooked and blood-stained. The whole lamb leg was crunchy and brittle. The bite was splashing and splashing, and the tent was full of fishy smell.

I really can't bear to look at this food.

The Hu people only care about eating meat and did not look up at Liu Bei.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar who led Liu Bei to enter also sat in his seat, leisurely using the food knife to cut the meat and put it into his mouth.

After everyone stood still, Yan Rougong was about to perform the Hu ceremony, but was stopped by Liu Bei.

His eyes swept over. Liu Bei walked to the opposite side of a slightly thin Hu man, and sat down cross-legged. He pulled out a sheep rib from the pile of food trays and put it into his mouth.

Liu Bei was used to eating the wild game that his uncle was hunting since he was a child. Apart from the golden bear gall, what could these little cattle, sheep, meat and fish?

It is worthy of being a grassland mutton. The meat is firm and chewy, and the unique smell of mutton is mixed with the aroma of fat. Soon, a whole lamb chop will be eaten.

Seeing Liu Bei like this, Huang Gai and Cheng Pu looked at each other and smiled. They all stepped forward, sat cross-legged beside Liu Bei, and shared food with the Hu people.

Regarding eating, Lian Po and Fan Kuai are the precedents!

How could Yan Rou, who grew up in the Hu tribe since childhood, be content with others? He was hungry for a day and sat around him. He had a lot of meat at first, so he could get what he needed. It would be okay. When the meat on the plate gradually decreased, it was inevitable that he would compete.

There are many people who are red-faced and red-eared.

The good meat is mostly torn in half, either holding the front legs or holding the hind hooves. Both sides blew their beards and stared at each other, and the meal was so intense.

I stretched out my hand and there was no meat on the plate.

Liu Bei looked up and saw a young man in front of him, holding a lamb leg in his mouth, staring at him in amazement. Then he grinned, revealing his neat white teeth. The young man in Hu didn't even react, and suddenly felt his mouth tight. He looked down and saw a fat hand stretching out from the plate, grabbing the lamb leg in his mouth!

What's going on?

Before I could come back to my senses, my mouth tightened again. I staggered and almost got pulled to the ground!

The young man of Hu finally tasted it!

It turns out that this little fat man is snatching the leg of lamb he holds in his mouth!

It didn't pull it. Liu Bei smiled and said, "I'll let go."

"You..." The young man who was angry, as soon as he spoke, it was too late to regret it!

The lamb legs blurted out, dragged a silver waterline into the hands of the little fat man.

The fat man looked down at the young man's white teeth, and then he shook the saliva remaining on the lamb's legs with confidence and stuffed it into his mouth.

"..." Seeing that the fat man actually ate his saliva, the angry boy suddenly felt blushing. He was so ashamed that he couldn't bear to be embarrassed, so he snatched the door and ran out.

A needle can be heard when the tent falls.

Only the little fat man crunched the sound of eating meat.
Chapter completed!