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Liu Bei smelled the fragrance of rice porridge and woke up leisurely. The cooking in the pot is all Lou Sang's new rice this season. The rice is fragrant when the bag is opened, and the porridge boiled out is even more fragrant.

After Liu Bei finished washing, Huang Gai brought rice porridge. Gather around the fire and eat with the people.

The white man is clothed all over his body, and he does not see his armor all day long.

You know, a pair of iron armor is very heavy.

In the Han Dynasty, iron armor is generally divided into two kinds, one is the armor, the rectangular armor, the chest and back armor are tied with a belt at the shoulder, and some also add a shawl, which is the main form of armor in the Han Dynasty. The other type of armor is a fish scale carapace (but in the waist, shoulders and other moving parts, it is still in the form of a jail).

The armor is generally made of more than 600 pieces of iron and weighs more than 40 catties (10 kg), while the fish scale armor is made of 2,000 to 3,000 pieces of iron and weighs more than 60 catties (15 kg).

The enamel armor is heavier than the ordinary armor.

The whole body is draped and weighs about 60 pounds. Staying on the body all day long is equivalent to carrying a load. In addition, the bow and arrow behind the back, the iron shield, the crossbow at the waist, the long knife, the hemp rope, the flying claw...... The total weight is not less than 100 catties.

However, these strong men are lightweight, move as usual, and are not restricted. It shows how strong it is.

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

Cheng Pu secretly pondered. If he is surrounded by a group of elite soldiers, can he be sure of victory?

I heard that Liu Bei was selected from more than 20,000 people according to the standard of Wei Wushu. One against three is the norm. The army can fight and hundreds of people are undefeated. Manshi can kill a hundred generals! A hundred can kill thousands of people!

Overcoming thorns and thorns, it is called sharp!

This time I bought a horse to arm the white soldiers. Even at the risk of his own life. It shows the importance of the young monarch and the marquis.

Thinking of this, Cheng Pu couldn't help but glance at Liu Bei deeply. The generals of the cultivation department, and even the dead soldiers, are not new. However, such as the white Yu elite soldiers, but there are few in the world. With such elite soldiers and strong generals, Lousang Shaojun Marquis became famous in the north, but it was not a fluke.

The fire was extinguished, and the team set off again.

In the afternoon, I met the first Wuhuan tribe. Yan Rou is well versed in nonsense, and with just a few words, he can gain the trust of his master. Let a team of people gallop through their own pasture.

Walking through the fur tents, at sunset, we finally arrived at the royal court.

Liu Bei sat on horseback, looked at the tents in the royal court, and walked through the Han and Hu people, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It's so easy for a group of people to go straight to the royal court. Judging from Liu Bei's cognitive point of view, the so-called Wuhuan King of Youbeiping County is nothing more than that.

If an assassin is sent to kill him, the dragons will be leaderless, and Wuhuan will not be in chaos?

Fortunately, he is only here to sell horses.

I heard that there was a large herd of wild horses in the grassland. The good horses of the Wuhuan people are mostly domesticated by wild horses. If you meet the king of horses, it is a first-class divine horse. The person entrusted by Yan Rou is familiar with the close ministers of King Wuhuan. The token handed over to Yan Rou and Liu Bei's name post were also sent into the account by the Wuhuan warriors outside the big tent.

At this time, the Wuhuan King was self-proclaimed. The imperial court did not entitle the three counties of Wuhuan.

Liu Bei is a real member of the Han family, the Marquis of Lucheng Pavilion. has lived in Youzhou for a long time, and most of Wuhuan can speak Chinese. The aristocracy was even able to write Chinese characters. Lu Chenghou's name post can not be faked. Soon, several gorgeously dressed Wuhuan king's close ministers came out.

The group of people is mixed, and the clothes on their bodies are also mixed, which looks nondescript.

Liu Bei glanced at it, and he already had a plan in his heart.

"Dare to ask, who is under the seat of the Marquis of Lu Cheng?" Among the close ministers, a middle-aged Confucian student wrapped in a leather robe bowed down and asked.

Yan Rou turned to look at Liu Bei, clenched her fists and said, "This is the young prince." ”

Confucian raised his eyes and saw that Liu Bei was young. I couldn't help but be surprised: "How young is the young young prince!" ”

Liu Bei said with a smile: "My title is hereditary. "There are more pavilions. However, there is a big difference between a sub-seal and a reward.

"It turned out to be a member of the Han family." A complicated look flashed in Confucius's eyes. There is awe from the bottom of the heart, and there is hatred from the heart.

Presumably it has something to do with its own experience.

Sure enough, after a thought, the Confucian scholar said with a straight face: "The king is already waiting in the tent, please come with me." ”

The crowd dismounted. Leaving the horses to be taken care of by a few elite soldiers, Liu Bei, under the protection of Huang Gai and Cheng Pu and others, walked into the tent of King Wuhuan.

The tent is made of cow and sheepskin, not to mention decoration. It's a carpet underfoot, quite exquisite.

In the middle of the tent was a large brazier. The charcoal fire in the basin is blazing, and the tent is warm like spring.

A row of big men with Hu is eating Haisai, sitting and eating on the ground. The carpet in front of him was full of large pieces of beef and mutton. Many are only half-cooked and bloodshot. The whole leg of lamb is tendoned and bone-related, and the bite is crunchy. For a while, the spat was splashing, and the tent was full of fishy smell.

I can't bear to look at this food.

Hu Ren only cared about eating meat and did not look up at Liu Bei.

The middle-aged Confucian who led Liu Bei in also sat in his seat, and cut the meat with a feeding knife and sent it to his mouth.

After everyone stood still, Yan Rou bowed forward and was about to salute, but was stopped by Liu Bei.

Gaze sweeps. Liu Bei walked to the opposite side of a slightly emaciated Hu man, and sat down cross-legged. Pull a lamb rib from a stacked plate and put it in your mouth.

Liu Bei was used to eating wild meat hunted by his third uncle when he was a child. In addition to the golden bear bile, these cows and sheep are fishy, and what can they be counted!

It is worthy of the prairie sheep. The meat is firm and chewy, and the characteristic smell is mixed with the aroma of fat and meat. In a short time, a whole lamb chop was swallowed.

Seeing Liu Bei like this, Huang Gai and Cheng Pu looked at each other and smiled. Qi Qi stepped forward, sat cross-legged beside Liu Bei, and sat on the ground to share food with Hu Ren.

When it comes to eating, Lian Po and Fan Hao are precedents!

Yan Rou, who grew up in the Hu tribe since childhood, how can she be willing to be behind. After galloping for a day, the white soldiers who had been hungry for a long time also sat around. In the first place, there is a lot of meat, and each takes what he needs. It doesn't hurt. Waiting for the meat to be eaten on the plate is decreasing, and scrambling is inevitable.

For a leg of mutton, wrestling with each other. People with red faces and red ears abound.

The good meat is mostly torn in half. or hold the front legs, or hold the hind hooves. Both sides blew their beards and stared, and a meal, eating that was called a strong and intense.

Stretch out your hand again, and there is no meat left on the plate.

Liu Bei looked up. I saw a young man in front of him on the left, holding a leg of lamb in his mouth, staring at him dumbfounded. He grinned, revealing a mouth full of neat white teeth. The young man Hu didn't have time to react, and suddenly felt his mouth tighten. Looking down, a fat hand was reaching out and grabbed the leg of mutton in his mouth!

What's going on?

Before he could come back to his senses, his mouth tightened again. One stumbled, and was almost pulled to the ground!

The Hu boy finally tasted it!

Dare to love this little fat man snatching the leg of mutton in his mouth!

It didn't pull again. Liu Bei smiled and said, "Excuse me, loosen your mouth." ”

"You ......" The young man who was angry in his heart, as soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it too late!

The leg of lamb blurted out, dragging a silver line of water, to the little fat man's hand.

The little fat man looked down at the white teeth of the young man Hu Ren, and then reassuringly shook off the remaining saliva on the leg of mutton and stuffed it into his mouth.

"......" saw that the little fat man had eaten his own saliva, and the angry Huren boy suddenly rose and blushed. Embarrassed and indignant, this wow, rushed out of the door.

The tent is full of needles and needles can be heard.

There was only the sound of the little fat man rattling meat.

What's wrong?