At the end of April, spring finally arrived belatedly on the northern grasslands, with the first green shoots peeking out cautiously from the black soil like shy young girls.

These tender green shoots seem to be a precious gift from nature to this vast grassland, bringing a touch of life to the originally barren land.

In the Xiongnu camp, after a long winter, the warhorses could no longer suppress their longing for green grass.

They roamed freely within the camp, their hooves pounding the black earth, their noses inhaling the fragrance of the grass in the air, excitedly searching for the newly sprouting tender green shoots.

Compared to the orderly encampments of the Han army during their march, Yufuluo's 20,000-strong army was now practically herding livestock. The camp was completely disorganized, with tents haphazardly erected and personnel and horses scattered haphazardly, showing absolutely no discipline or order.

Several miles away on the opposite bank of the Suni River, there was a Xianbei army of tens of thousands, encamped just like the Southern Xiongnu.

At the very center of the camp stands a massive dome, over ten meters in diameter, strikingly large like a small mountain. Its presence seems to define the core of the camp, exuding an aura of majesty and solemnity.

The yurt was surrounded by a wide open space, the ground flat and hard, clearly carefully prepared. Beside the yurt, a massive tree, as thick as an adult's thigh and several meters tall, stood out conspicuously.

At the top of the party flag, a black wolf flag fluttered in the wind, the black wolf head on the flag so lifelike that it seemed ready to leap out at any moment.

The presence of the wolf flag not only adds a touch of mystery and majesty to the camp, but also gives people a sense of wildness and power.

Inside the yurt, the ground was covered with a layer of soft and thick sheepskin, like a white cloud.

In the center of the sheepskin, there was an exquisite low table, laden with various delicacies and fine wines.

At the low table stood Huvro, wearing a magnificent robe with his chest open.

Two beautiful women with tanned skin were kneeling on the ground, their bodies slightly leaning forward, their hands supporting them on the ground, their posture charming and ingratiating.

They wore short skirts made of wolf skin, the length of which was just to mid-thigh, revealing their long legs and slender waists.

Yu Fulu sat leisurely at the low table, enjoying his food while admiring the graceful figures of the two beautiful women before him. His gaze occasionally lingered on them, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Sitting behind the table, Yufuluo was cutting a piece of freshly cooked mutton with a knife, then flirtatiously brandishing a jewel-encrusted dagger in front of the two Xiongnu beauties.

The two Xiongnu beauties who were lying on the ground immediately got up and knelt in front of Yufuluo, swaying their slender waists like pets wagging their tails and begging for mercy.

"Haha."

With a loud laugh, Yufuluo tossed the cut mutton to the two women.

Then he watched the two women scrambling for food.

"The Right Wise King".

Simultaneous interpretation could be heard from outside the dome.

Hufro looked up.

A royal guard with his head down walked in.

“The Xianbei Chanyu Budugen sent an envoy saying he wanted to meet the Right Wise King.”

messenger?

What did Budugen want with the messenger he sent at this time?

Five days have passed since the two armies met at the Sunni River.

The Xianbei army remained completely still, and he was happy to have some peace and quiet.

His mission was simply to hold back the Xianbei army. Whether he fought or not was irrelevant; as long as the Xianbei army remained inactive, he could also remain inactive.

On the contrary, fighting would only deplete the tribe's strength, so it's better to maintain a peaceful standoff like this.

Furthermore, the idea of ​​him risking his life for Duan Yu is simply out of the question.

Thinking of this, Hufro stuck the dagger in his hand into the table in front of him.

"Bring people in."

A moment later, Guo Tu, dressed in a black scholar's robe, was brought before Yufuluo by his guards.

When Yufuluo saw Guo Tu standing in front of him, he was clearly taken aback.

"A Han Chinese?" Yufuluo looked Guo Tu up and down.

Guo Tu smiled slightly and bowed to Yufuluo, saying, "Reporting to the Right Wise King, I am indeed a Han Chinese. My name is Guo Tu. Greetings, Right Wise King."

Upon hearing Guo Tu admit that he was Han Chinese, Yufuluo scrutinized Guo Tu even more closely.

Then, laughing, he said, "Has Budugen lost his mind? How could he send a Han Chinese as an envoy?"

"It seems that Duan Yu's burning of Tanhan Mountain didn't teach the Xianbei a lesson much. Budugen actually used a Han Chinese. Haha, how laughable!"

Faced with Fulu's loud laughter, Guo Tu did not say anything in defense.

Instead, he waited until Hufro had finished laughing and spoke again before replying.

"Han Chinese, now you can tell me your purpose. What did Budugen send you here for?" Yufuluo said mockingly, stroking the long hair of the Xianbei beauty lying beside him. "Could it be that Budugen has become a lackey of the Han people?"

Guo Tu returned the greeting with a humble smile and said, "Your Excellency Right Wise King, perhaps you have some misunderstandings."

"It wasn't that Duan Yu's fire didn't make Budugen Chanyu remember the name. In fact, it was because of Duan Yu's fire that I am here."

Guo Tu's convoluted explanation made Yufuluo frown.

"What does it mean?"

Guo Tu continued to explain, "Isn't the presence of the esteemed Right Wise King here precisely because Duan Yu has rebelled and is now opposing the Han Dynasty?"

"The current relationship between the Han Dynasty and the Xianbei is precisely because we both have the same enemy."

"Duan Yu and the Xianbei have a blood feud. His betrayal of the Han Dynasty and rebellion are intolerable to Heaven and Earth. As for me, I would like to ask the esteemed Right Wise King to allow me to introduce myself."

"I am from Yingchuan, and I am currently serving under the Governor of Ji Province. I am an envoy sent by the Han Dynasty to unite with the Xianbei."

"It was all to facilitate a joint effort between the Han and the Xianbei to eliminate Duan Yu."

"As for the purpose of my visit today..."

Guo Tu paused here, glanced at Yufuluo sitting behind the table, and said, "My purpose in coming here today is to represent the Han Dynasty and the Xianbei people to persuade the Right Wise King to join us in attacking Duan Yu."

Ok?

Hufro's brows furrowed instantly.

"You have quite the nerve," Huvro said, squinting. "Don't you know why I'm here?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you right now?"

Hufro’s tone was cold.

Guo Tu shook his head and laughed without any fear, saying, "The Right Wise King will not kill me."

"In war, envoys are not to be killed. I believe that the Right Wise King has no shortage of such magnanimity."

"As for whether my goal today can be achieved, that's another matter."

“Han Chinese…you have quite the nerve,” said Hufro.

"Thank you for your praise, Right Wise King. It's not that I'm bold, but I know that you will definitely choose to cooperate with the Han Dynasty to get rid of Duan Yu."

Guo Tu made no attempt to hide his feelings, and his tone was very firm, which made Yufuluo very curious, wondering how this Han man would persuade him.

“Alright then.” Yufuluo looked at Guo Tu with a mocking gaze and said, “Then I will give you a chance to persuade me, but…”

"You're right, in war, envoys should not be killed."

"But since you're so sure you can convince me, let's make a bet."

“If you really convince me, then I will definitely let you go back.”

"But if you can't, don't blame me for leaving your head here; I just happen to be missing a drinking vessel."

"And I wouldn't mind peeling your skin off and covering it with a big drum."

Guo Tu cupped his hands and bowed, replying, "Yes."

Hufro waved his hand and said, "Then let's begin."

Guo Tu calmly gathered his thoughts and said, "Does the Right Wise King know why Duan Yu rebelled when the Han Dynasty is currently in turmoil?"

Hufro shook his head, indicating that he didn't care about these things.

"As the saying goes, the eldest son should be the heir, and to abolish the eldest son and establish a son of a concubine is the way to bring chaos."

"Duan Yu now holds the eldest prince in his hands, and he slanders the Empress Dowager for supporting a prince born out of wedlock, thus waging war against the world. He is the source of the current chaos."

"I believe that the Xiongnu will inevitably reach this point in the future as well."

"As far as I know, the current Xiongnu Chanyu, who is also the father of the Right Wise King, Qiangqu Chanyu, is old and has many powerful figures. It is urgent to establish a new Chanyu in the future. Am I right about that?"

Yufro remained silent, but seemed to have already guessed what Guo Tu wanted to say.

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