Autumn is the best season on the grassland.

Here, the autumn is clear and the grass is fragrant. The yellow and green waves rippled by the breeze, revealing the scattered felt tents that embellished them. The herds of sheep, cattle, and horses are like flying clouds, surrounding the felt tents, and slowly following the breeze, drifting wonderfully.

Fu Luohan Zhuma was on a small landbag, watching the athletes of his tribe move forward in different ways on the vast dark grassland, and a smile appeared on his face.

The grassland has a wide view and the road is clear. Although there are also slopes and valleys, as long as the knights who are ahead leave signs to indicate the road in advance, the subsequent cavalry can drive along the drier and solid road. The cavalry marched extremely fast, and they can cross half of the grassland in a day and a night.

After Fu Luohan was in a happy mood, he slowly rode off his landbag and laughed at a strong young man led by the cavalry not far away:

"Let's go back to the mud!"

Hearing Fu Luohan's voice, the strong young man who was living in the horse was like a hawk that suddenly opened his eyes, instantly straddling the horse with a knife. Although he was still young, the sharpness in his eyes was already aggressive.

He skillfully whistled, and the knights around him also boarded the horse, turning into two streams like a diversion river, guarding the young man's wings, and rushed towards Fu Luohan.

"Let's go, little boy, it's time for us to see your uncle. I heard that he had just won a big victory and bit a large piece of fat from the Huns. We also want to rush to get a piece of the pie, so don't let other wild dogs on the grassland take it away first."

Fu Luohan laughed at the young man who was racing towards the horse, and the other knights in the cavalry team laughed and many people came to the crowd of felt tents camping by the river under his guidance.

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Water control (Sanggan River) by the Xianbei camp.

The young Xianbei man standing in front of his dome tent was wearing dazzling golden rings, bronze medals and wrists, and a thick leather robe. The braids on his head were shiny. His slightly tender face already had the vicissitudes and maturity that were not his age. Although he was surrounded by a group of Xianbei men of different ages, he was vaguely referring to him, he still frowned and lowered his head to meditate and remained silent.

It was not until the sound of harsh and restless horse hooves came from his ears that he slowly raised his head, and what caught his eye was a cavalry team that was riding unscrupulously after breaking into his own camp.

After staring at the tall figure who was gradually approaching the horse, the leader of the cavalry, for a while, the young man in front of the dome gritted his teeth and finally squeezed out a few joyful smiles from his face.

He took a step forward, with a hard-earned smile on his face, and forced a smile to welcome the tall leader led by the cavalry team.

But the tall leader was not grateful. He led the cavalry team to gallop wildly and rushed directly to the front of the dome tent, stirring up a lot of smoke and dust in front of the people standing and waiting.

Seeing the young people in front of the tent, he laughed proudly and showed his superb riding skills in riding war horses. He stopped in front of everyone. Instead of rushing to get off the horse, he continued to sit on the horse's back, bent down slightly, looked down at the waiting young people, looked at the waiting young people for a while, and then asked with a joking smile:

"Bu Dugen, my good brother. What's wrong? Are you unhappy when you see the arrival of the grassland eagle Fu Luohan?"

The young man called Budugen had a slightly angry look on his face, but he quickly suppressed it. He squeezed out his smile again, looked at Fu Luohan, who was arrogant and domineering on the horse's back and smiled reluctantly:

"Brother, where are you talking about? The owner of the grassland will not welcome guests from afar. If you don't come here this time, can you smell the fragrance of horse milk wine and lamb in my big tent?"

"Haha, yes!" Fu Luohan curled his lips and said with his eyes narrowed:

"I not only smelled the fragrance of wine and meat in your tent, but also heard about your fierce achievements on the grasslands in the north. I heard that you had severely beaten the large number of soldiers and horses of the Xiongnu Shanyu, just like our great and brave fathers and brothers, killing them to the point of being unloaded and running around."

"It seems that our Lord Bu Dugen has grown up, and he is no longer the boy who can only ride sheep and chase and shoot sparrows before!"

Bu Dugen faced the gaze of Fu Luo Han Fengrui from the high place. At this time, he no longer dodged a moment, but smiled calmly:

"The young eagle has grown, and there will not be only one eagle on the vast prairie. However, the elder brother will always be the elder brother. The lamb meat in the tent is already full of fragrance. You and my brother are just drunk together."

"Hahaha!" Fu Luohan looked at Bu Dugen's smile, and then he also closed the sharpness in his eyes and turned to laugh out loud.

"Okay, let me see if your alcohol tolerance has really grown into an adult!"

He got off the horse agilely, took Yu Gui Ni and others to his relatives, and followed Bu Dugen and others into the tent in a big way.

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The temperature in the tent increased significantly. Fu Luohan, who was in charge, unnaturally pulled the leather robe on his body, and his jackal-like eyes looked around with glittering eyes.

The large tent of Budugen's dome is decorated in a gorgeous manner. The silk, porcelain, pottery, lamps, bronze mirrors, incense burners from the Han area, jade, spices, blankets, brocades, utensils, and artifacts from the Western Regions, as well as the bows and arrows of the Xianbei people, fur, gold and silver jewelry, can be found in the corner.

Of course, what attracted the attention of Fu Luohan and others the most were those well-made long and short weapons and iron armor on Lan Qi.

These are not something that the Xianbei people could make, and it is difficult to bring such military and national weapons by relying on ordinary grassland business trips.

But after entering the big tent, Fu Luohan also restrained his arrogance. He quickly withdrew his greedy eyes and entered the seat of Zunke with Xie Guini and others. He stared at Bu Dugen in the opposite seat with big eyes and started this strange victory banquet with coldness.

As Bu Dugen said, the roasted lamb sprinkled with spices was indeed full of fragrance. It was divided into multiple portions by the servants serving in the tent, and presented it to everyone's desk with gold and silver utensils, which made everyone present with the index fingers.

Then Bu Dugen asked his wives and concubines to pour wine for everyone in the tent. Facing such delicious wine and meat, even though there were enemies sitting in front of him, the hungry Xianbei man still couldn't help but roaring. The salivating people soon seemed to have forgotten the open and secret struggle just now, and they ate, and happily joined the banquet held to defeat the Huns.

The older Fu Luohan seemed to be attracted to the wine and meat that Bu Dugen was entertaining in front of him. Compared to the vigilant Yugui Ni and others, his tall body was undulating in front of the desk. He also refused everyone's invitation to everyone. He repeatedly sucked the wine in the cup into his stomach, and then urged the servants serving him to fill up again.

After eating and drinking, he comfortably put down the remaining soup in his hand, and looked at Bu Dugen and his troops with a smile again with a smile.

Because of his good appetite, Budugen seemed to have not eaten much, but instead drank a lot of alcohol with him.

However, Bu Dugen, whose face was flushed, still smiled. Looking at Fu Luohan, who was full of wine and food, he asked with a faint smile:

"Brother, in autumn, the grassland at the foot of Yinshan Mountain in the north is enough to grazed and drink horses. Why do you want to work hard to lead your troops to the grassland in the south?"

Fu Luohan gently stroked his stomach, laughed, and did not answer Bu Dugen's question positively, but asked with a brow raised:

"Talk about me? Haha, my good brother, what about you? If I remember correctly, the autumn pastures of your and my two families are also next to each other. Why did you come to this southern pasture?"

Bu Dugen looked at Fu Luohan, who was reborn in old ways, and was silent for a while before speaking again:

"I brought my troops to Yanmen because the leader asked me to send troops to help them resist the invasion of the Huns."

As soon as he heard Bu Dugen's words, Fu Luohan immediately sneered.

"The Huns invaded and slaughtered all kinds of people? My good brother, if I remember correctly, the Huns who slaughtered all kinds of people were originally the Huns. The Huns and their tribes attacked each other. How could you have such kindness to help these Huns? "

Bu Dugen took Fu Luohan's sneer indifferently, and he said solemnly:

"Although the Huns have declined, they have always claimed to be the lord of the grassland and have coveted the grassland where our tribesmen are. If the Huns' Khan pacified all kinds of massacres, the powerful Huns will pose a new threat to the tribesmen on the northern grassland."

"Hahaha, Lord Bu Dugen is indeed far-sighted, but such a clumsy excuse can only deceive the children on the grassland. If you are for the tribes on the northern grassland, I am afraid that you will be the first to use troops, Su Li, Mijia, Jueji, the squad of Eastern Gate and my brother who are not obeying your orders!"

Fu Luohan, who looked solemnly, obviously scoffed at Bu Dugen's lies. Since the death of Tan Shihuai, a heroic leader of the Xianbei people, whether it was Helian, Qianman, and Kuitou, their later successors had neither talent nor reputation, and it was difficult to gather the Xianbei people of each tribe together.

Although Bu Dugen inherited the large number of troops left after Kuitou's death because he was Kuitou's younger brother, whether it was the Putou tribe in the west, Suli, Miga, Jueji and other eastern adults, they all ignored the orders of Bu Dugen, not to mention the ambitious brother Fu Luohan, who was ready to replace him at any time.

In Bu Dugen's mind, dealing with Fu Luohan, Suli and others must be more difficult and more urgent than the Huns.

But Bu Dugen, who had been drunk by Fu Luohan, had a moment of whiteness on his young face, and could only stare at the arrogant Fu Luohan, silently.
Chapter completed!