Three Kingdoms: I will return it ten thousand times, my lord, I will never keep it for myself

In front of the two armies.

Liu Yao looked at Yu Fuluo curiously and asked, "Oh? What does the Great Khan want?"

Yu Fuluo directly stretched out five fingers.

"I hope that the Han Dynasty can give the Huns 50,000 dan of military rations to help the Huns survive this winter."

"And since you want to form an alliance, you naturally have to show some sincerity, right?"

Liu Yao glanced at Yu Fuluo.

So this old Bi Deng is waiting for him here? If he doesn't give it today, they will say that he is not sincere.

"I can give you these 50,000 dan of food, but I have two conditions."

Yu Fuluo smiled proudly on the side and said, "General Liu, just say it!"

"First, I want you to sign for this grain in person! No one else is allowed to sign for it on your behalf!"

"Secondly, I won't give you this grain for nothing. I will requisition 30,000 men to help us build, and I will guarantee the material life of these people."

As soon as Liu Yao finished speaking, Yu Fuluo nodded directly and approved the deal.

A few days later.

The two sides were at the border of the Han Dynasty, and they exchanged with each other.

[The host gave Yu Fuluo 50,000 dan of millet. Since he is a three-star character, a hundred times the amount of rebate was triggered! ]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 5000000 dan of millet]

[The rebate has been stored in the system space, please withdraw it at any time! ]

Liu Yao was no longer interested in immersing himself in this joy. At this moment, he frowned and looked at the 30,000 Xiongnu men in his hand.

Almost half of the men were thin, and they would shake a few times after taking two steps. Most of the rest were old, weak, sick and disabled people who were not well-dressed.

"What is this? Are you Xiongnu playing tricks on us?"

Zhang Liao raised his long halberd and went forward to ask Liu Bao for an explanation.

"Hey, you just said you would recruit 30,000 men, and these are all genuine men."

"General Liu, I have already sent these men, should my fiancée be returned to me?"

Liu Yao held his ears and looked at Liu Bao with a puzzled look.

"Fiancée? What fiancée? Don't I know?"

Liu Bao was immediately furious: "I saw with my own eyes that my fiancée Hu Yanlian followed you away! Give her back to me!"

"I just won't give it back to you, what can you do? Just don't take out those broken women under your command."

Soon, thousands of black armored heavy cavalrymen around all stared at Liu Bao and Yu Fuluo covetously.

Yu Fuluo quickly made a look at Liu Bao.

Liu Yao rolled his eyes at Liu Bao and led the Han army to turn around and leave.

You fooled yourself with some skinny slaves, and you really think you have no temper? You still have the nerve to ask for your wife?

Are you playing tricks on me? See how I will deal with you and your son when I get back!

Liu Bao stared at Liu Yao's back fiercely, his eyes flashing with anger. His face showed a ferocious expression, as if he wanted to eat Liu Yao alive.

"Hmph! Wait until we Xiongnu have recovered from this breath! Who will win or lose is still unknown!"

A few hours later, in a depression, everyone began to set up camp and rest, and hundreds of light cavalry patrolled and guarded the periphery.

Liu Yao looked at these people, I am afraid that a considerable number of people here are Han people.

Then his eyes were attracted by an old man, who was wearing a worn sheepskin coat and was surrounded by a group of teenagers.

But his eyes were very firm, especially the bow on his back without arrows, which was a cavalry bow equipped by the Han army, and the shape was very simple.

The old man's eyes were extremely vicious, and he saw at a glance that Liu Yao was observing the bow behind him.

Then he staggered to Liu Yao.

"General! If you like my bow and arrow, take it. I only ask for some salt and some corn. The children of our tribe need to supplement their nutrition so that they can serve you."

The old man spoke in a standard Chinese accent.

Liu Yao looked at the old man with some surprise.

"Are you Han Chinese?"

"No, I am from the grassland. I was born on the grassland. The grassland is my hometown."

Although the old man was trying his best to deny it, his eyes still flickered when he heard the word Han Chinese.

The war between the Han and the Xiongnu had been going on for hundreds of years. Every year, a large number of people died. Similarly, many people on both sides surrendered to each other and finally merged with the local ethnic groups.

Liu Yao was also an archer. When the old man stroked the bow and arrow behind him, his temperament had changed greatly. Although his murderous aura had been restrained, the calluses on his hands showed that the old man in front of him was a warrior.

And he was also an experienced sharpshooter.

Although the old man's backThe Han bow has a simple shape, but it is well maintained, and the bow body is shiny and glossy.

Although he was reluctant to leave, he and the children of the tribe are now all under the command of this general. The journey is long, and if there is no nutritional support, it is probably impossible to reach the destination alive.

"Hey, old man, I am also an archer, how can I take away what you love? I have the Overlord Bow, which is enough."

As he said, Liu Yao took off the Overlord Bow from his waist.

As soon as the old man saw the bow, he immediately realized that this bow was extraordinary and weighed more than four stones.

At this time, Liu Yao pointed at the children and asked in confusion: "Old man, why are there only a few children left in your tribe?"

The old man shook his head and sighed: "All the strong men in the tribe have gone to the battlefield. They may have turned into a pile of dry bones, right?"

"The grassland has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak. We have long been eliminated by other tribes. They robbed our remaining cattle and sheep and drove us here. Some people were originally Han people, but they were abducted by the Xiongnu before."

As soon as the voice fell, the children set up a small black pot and began to cook the wild vegetables they had just dug from the roadside.

The men around were either chewing the dug grass roots, or the better ones had some dairy products in their pockets to fill their stomachs.

The Xiongnu sent these tens of thousands of people here, almost squeezing them to the extreme, and as for how many people starved to death on the road, they could not care.

This is the aroma of broth and rice coming from several large pots of the surrounding Han army.

While the Han army was drinking the salty broth and eating the rice, the Xiongnu men who were surrounding them all looked at them with saliva.

They also wanted to drink a bowl of broth, but seeing the ferocious, fat and strong Han army around them, all wearing armor and well-equipped, they would definitely not end well if they rushed forward now.

"Go, distribute the freshly cooked broth to these people. The weather is getting colder and colder. If these people don't eat something, they will probably all freeze to death here tonight."

The dozen skinny little boys around the old man squatted beside the pot like wolf cubs crying for food, drinking broth bowl after bowl.

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