In the endless grassland, not even half of the mountains are visible.

As dusk comes, the sun is gradually approaching the western horizon, and it is about to embrace the horizon intimately.

The orange light spreads on the grassland, and as far as the eye can see, the grassland without seeing the edge is like being plated with a thin layer of orange light, and there is a little residual sun and blood in the verdant.

Standing at the entrance of the Hun tribe, Liu Wei pressed the hilt of the long sword, looking at the sun in the west, which was no longer dazzling, although it was prosperous, his eyes narrowed slightly.

The tribe of the Huns is still very lively, and the soldiers of the Luoyang Army, with the help of the Huns, have set up piles of bonfires and baked meat on the fire.

On some nearby bonfires, the meat has been roasted for seven or eight minutes, and the sizzling meat exudes a rich aroma of meat, and even Liu Wei, who is standing outside the gate of the tribe, can clearly smell the smell of incense.

Standing behind Liu Bian, seeing Liu Bian looking at the sunset and silent for a long time, Guan Qing leaned closer to him and asked in a low voice, "Your Highness, what's wrong?" ”

"I smell it!" His eyes were still on the sunset, Liu Wei's brows were slightly twisted, and he didn't look back, and said to Guan Qing: "A smell of blood......

"What does Your Highness mean ......?" Listening to Liu Wei's brainless words, Guan Qing frowned slightly, stared at him without blinking, and only asked half of the question, so he didn't ask any more.

"It's getting dark, go back and rest!" Turning around and smiling at Guan Qing, Liu Wei walked towards the Xiongnu tribe first.

Looking at Liu Bian's back, Guan Qing hesitated slightly, and only after Liu Bian took five or six steps did he quickly follow.

The sun set in the west, only sixty or seventy miles away from the Xiongnu tribe where the Luoyang army was stationed, and a Hun camp tent was closely connected and spread out on the wilderness, which was like being covered with a layer of snow.

In the handsome tent of the Xiongnu camp, the young Liu Bao was sitting cross-legged behind a low table, holding a glass of wine brewed by the Xiongnu in his hand, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were glancing at the king of Zuogu Li who was sitting opposite him.

"King Zuoxian!" Sitting opposite Liu Bao, King Zuogu Li frowned tightly, and said to Liu Bao: "The King of Luoyang has entered the Hetao, with the combat strength of the Luoyang army, although our army is superior in numbers, it is not sure of victory. ”

"Then you have to induce Liu Wei to surrender in the name of surrender, as King Zuo Guli said?" Holding the wine cup, Liu Bao's young face showed a trace of undisguised contempt, and said to King Zuogu Li: "I heard that when King Zuogu Li was young, he was also an iron-clad man, how to ......?"

"As I get older, I think about it more!" Liu Bao did not hide the contempt in his words at all, but King Zuo Gu Li did not think it was angry at all, but did not wait for Liu Bao to finish speaking, so he took over the conversation as if laughing at himself, and said to Liu Bao: "Not as young and vigorous as King Zuo Xian. ”

"This king knows that King Zuogu likes to drink!" Liu Bao did not pick up the words of King Zuogu Li, but gently shook the wine cup, his eyes looked at the wine pulp that fluctuated with his wrist swing, and said to King Zuogu Li: "This king also ordered someone to send a few jars of wine from the Central Plains, but the wine of the Central Plains people has its name, and it is light and tasteless in the mouth, not as strong as the wine of my Huns." ”

"Xiongnu wine, the best in the world!" Knowing what Liu Bao wanted to say through wine, King Zuo Guli didn't say anything, but just echoed and agreed: "There is nothing wrong with King Zuo Xian's preference for Xiongnu wine." ”

"Wine is like a man!" Putting down the wine cup in his hand, Liu Bao did not drink the wine in the cup, but raised his head to look at the king of Zuogu Li, and said to him: "The people of the Central Plains have a soft temperament, and every time my Great Huns enter the Central Plains, they can only be killed. And I, the Huns, grew up on horseback since I was a child, just like this Hun wine, fierce and fierce! ”

After comparing wine and people, Liu Bao bowed slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked King Zuogu Li: "So, does King Zuogu Li still think that those barbarians from the Central Plains are the opponents of my Great Huns?" ”

"By the Baishui River, Zhao Yun only has 10,000 soldiers and horses." King Zuogu Li shook his head, a bitter and helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to Liu Bao: "There are 100,000 iron horsemen under the command of King Youxian. The two sides have fought several times, how can my Great Huns ever win? ”

Being asked by King Zuo Gu Li, Liu Bao frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he snorted coldly, but he did not speak.

But King Zuogu Li obviously hadn't finished speaking, his eyes stared at Liu Bao without blinking, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Liu Bao: "I think back then, when the Han Dynasty was martial, how powerful my Great Hun Yizhi was oblique, but he was still broken by the Han army, Da Dan died, and the Huns surrendered to Han. ”

Listening to the words of King Zuo Gu Li, Liu Bao's expression was already a little impatient, but King Zuo Gu Li was the same king as him, although the identity of the king was slightly lower than him, as King Zuo Xian, he still couldn't be too unreasonable to King Zuo Gu Li, so he had to listen patiently.

"As for Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, he even ordered the Han army to drive straight in and defeat my Xiongnu army again and again!" Raising his face slightly, looking at the top of the handsome tent, King Zuogu Li said in a slightly gloomy tone: "Since then, my Great Huns have been divided into two parts, the North and the South, and now the Northern Huns are far away, and my Southern Huns have long been unable to recover the majesty of the Huns!" ”

"Enough!" Young and vigorous, Liu Bao, who has always been patient with King Zuogu Li, finally couldn't sit still, he slapped the table in front of him, slapped the wine cup on the table trembling, and roared angrily at King Zuogu Li.

The wine cup on the table trembled, and the wine juice in the cup rippled, spilling a little, leaving a small cloud of wine stains on the table.

"How does King Zuogu Li grow the ambition of others?" Perhaps feeling that his actions were a little out of shape, Liu Bao frowned, suppressed the resentment in his heart, and said to King Zuogu Li: "Today, Liu Wei led the army to come, it is the best time for our army to defeat it and revive the majesty of the Great Huns!" ”

"How is King Zuo Xian still not understanding?" As soon as Liu Bao's words fell, King Zuogu Li stood up, took two steps closer to him, looked down at Liu Bao, who was sitting cross-legged behind the low table, and said to him: "The reason why the Han people can defeat my Great Huns is because the Han people are cunning, and my Huns are not as treacherous as them. Dealing with the treacherous Han people, if King Zuo Xian made those Huns commonly used methods, how could he win? ”

This sentence of King Zuogu Li is quite in line with Liu Bao's psychology.

From beginning to end, Liu Bao did not take the bloody nature of the Han people in his eyes, but he felt that the Han people were cunning, so that he could defeat the Xiongnu many times in the past.

Liu Bao frowned at the young brows and pondered for a moment before asking King Zuoguli: "If it is according to the will of King Zuogu Li, what should I do?" ”

"The location of Liu Wei's garrison is the deployment of this king. There are already people in the tribe who have stabilized the Han army! Hearing Liu Bao say this, King Zuo Guli knew that Liu Bao had agreed with his statement in his heart, so he said to Liu Bao: "You and I each lead the soldiers and horses of the headquarters, King Zuo Xian secretly set up an ambush outside the tribe, and the king leads the army into the tribe. ”

"Good!" Bowed his head and thought for a moment, looking for if it was according to the strategy of King Zuogu Li, capturing Liu Wei would really be much easier than hard fighting, Liu Bao slapped his palm on the table again, and said to King Zuogu Li: "You and I will lead the soldiers and horses today to attack the King of Luoyang, and let the people of the Central Plains know that my Great Hun is something they can't afford to provoke!" ”

"King Zuoguli, this king respects you!" After making a plan, Liu Bao picked up the wine on the table with both hands, handed it to King Zuogu Li, and said to him: "It was this king who was abrupt before, and I didn't know the deep meaning of King Zuogu Li, so I hope it's no wonder!" ”

The Huns have a straight temper and have always recognized mistakes.

After thinking about it carefully, he thought that he had misunderstood King Zuoguli, and Liu Bao was not pretentious, and admitted that he was wrong.

Taking the wine cup from Liu Bao's hand, King Zuo Gu Li drank all the wine in the cup, and then threw the wine cup to the side, wiped his mouth, and praised Liu Bao with a smile: "Good wine!" ”

The two of them opened their words, Liu Bao and Zuo Gu Liwang held each other's arms, first looked at each other, and then raised their heads at the same time, and let out a heroic smile at the top of the tent.

The setting sun finally set below the horizon, and the night dispelled the last rays of sunlight, covering the earth with its dark veil.

On the grass in the Xiongnu tribe, the singing of summer insects brought a little bit of fun to the Xiongnu tribe that was different from the day.

In the tent where Guan Qing lived, Liu Wei was kneeling with Guan Qing.

There were no candles lit in the tent, it was dark, and although the two sat facing each other, they could not see each other's faces at all, only the other's eyes that shone a little in the dark night and heard each other's soft breathing.

Since it was dark, the two of them had maintained this posture, and Guan Qing had always pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and a pair of beautiful eyes glanced at the tent curtain from time to time.

Unlike the marching barracks, the Hun tribe did not light charcoal fires in the tribe at night, illuminating those who came out of the tent at night, so that the whole tribe was dark.

The patrol of the Luoyang Army, which had replaced the Hun guards, was walking back and forth in the open space within the tribe.

Their leather boots stomped on the ground with a dull thud.

The sound was like someone beating a war drum in the distance, dull and distant.

"King Zuogu of the Great Hun Zuogu Li meets the King of Luoyang of the Han Dynasty!" They were sitting opposite Guan Qing when there was a sound outside the tent that sounded like it was still far away from their tent.

"It's time to come, it's still here after all!" Hearing the shouts coming from outside the tent, Liu Wei in the dark smiled slightly, and said softly to Guan Qing: "Qing'er will go with this king to meet the king of Zuogu Li, and see what he wants." ”