Chapter 1191: Kneel to Welcome! 【2】

Jiaohe Chengnan Gate.

When Aoluoye and Yuan Feigui's group had just come out of the Nanmen, they saw Duan Yu's group not far away, outside the moat.

Seeing Duan Yu, who was robust and wearing Dragon-Scale Golden Armor while riding a massive Black Tiger, Aoluoye was stunned on the spot, and the smile on his face froze.

Aoluoye, a Saka, was only about 1.6 meters tall; although they hadn't compared up close, just looking from afar was enough to see the gap.

Especially the two huge Black Tigers under Duan Yu and beside him.

This made Duan Yu's image match the rumors perfectly.

And Duan Yu, who was in front of the intersecting rivers before Jiaohecheng, naturally saw Aoluoye and the others.

So he gently tapped Xiao Hei's belly with his war boots, and the understanding Xiao Hei walked toward the drawbridge that had not yet been lowered over the moat.

Creak~

Creak~

Accompanied by the soldiers turning the winch that wound the chains of the drawbridge, the heavy drawbridge slowly lowered.

When the drawbridge slowly lowered and laid across the river to form a bridge, Duan Yu urged the Black Tiger to lead the group onto the drawbridge.

On the other side, Aoluoye stood with the Jushi Kingdom soldiers, the Left and Right Great Generals, the Wusun Ambassador Yuan Feigui, and some Wusun soldiers, welcoming Duan Yu's arrival.

When Duan Yu, riding the Black Tiger, was two or three meters away from Aoluoye.

Aoluoye felt his legs go weak, with an urge to kneel down uncontrollably.

When they were still far away, Aoluoye only felt that Duan Yu's figure was tall and fierce.

But after getting closer, he discovered that this was more than just fierce.

It was... it was simply like a giant.

When Duan Yu flipped off Xiao Hei and landed on the drawbridge with his heavy Dragon-Scale Golden Armor, making a dull, booming sound, Aoluoye finally recovered from his shock.

And Yuan Feigui, who was also seeing Duan Yu for the first time, although taller than Aoluoye by a head, also had to look up at Duan Yu.

Behind Duan Yu, Zhao Yun, Zhao Feng, Jia Xu, and dozens of personal guards dismounted at the same time, and a murderous aura immediately spread from their surroundings.

Jia Xu stepped forward half a pace, slammed the eight-foot-long diplomatic staff he held—which had three layers of yak-tail tassels braided onto its top—against the suspension bridge beneath his feet, and then spoke:

"The Great Han Liangzhou Governor, General Conquering the West, Marquis of Ten Thousand Households, by Imperial Order, the King of Jushi shall kneel to welcome the Imperial Envoy!"

Hiss!

Aoluoye and the Wusun envoy group all changed color.

Kneel to welcome!

When the Great Han was prosperous, the various states of the Western Regions were all vassal states of the Great Han.

Theoretically speaking, one should kneel to welcome when meeting an Imperial Envoy of the Great Han Heavenly Dynasty.

But this was theory; for many years, Aoluoye had never seen an Imperial Envoy of the Great Han.

So there was no such thing as kneeling to welcome.

When he was just asked to leave the city to welcome them, Aoluoye was already somewhat resistant.

Now he was asked to kneel?

Just as Aoluoye was hesitating, a pair of cold eyes, like the biting wind of winter, fell upon him.

In an instant, Aoluoye felt as if he had fallen into an endless, cold abyss.

A chill spread from his feet to his head throughout his entire body.

Following this gaze, Aoluoye saw the eyes beneath that cold mask.

Indifferent, cold, and constantly radiating a disregard for life.

"This small king..."

Aoluoye's knees bent involuntarily, and he knelt directly on the ground: "This small king Aoluoye pays respects to the Great Han Imperial Envoy."

"Hmm."

Duan Yu gave a soft grunt, then his gaze shifted slightly and landed on Yuan Feigui.

"I... Wusun Ambassador Yuan Feigui, pays respects to the Great Han Imperial Envoy."

Yuan Feigui hurriedly lowered his head to avoid Duan Yu's oppressive gaze.

"Rise," Duan Yu said to Aoluoye.

Aoluoye, kneeling on the ground, his face flushed red, stood up with his head lowered in shame and fear: "Great Han Imperial Envoy, please."

Aoluoye took the initiative to move aside.

Duan Yu did not speak again, but walked toward the city.

Until Duan Yu had crossed the drawbridge, Aoluoye followed carefully behind him.

Zhao Yun and the Zhao Feng brothers, with white horses and silver spears, silver armor and white robes, looked around vigilantly, and the group slowly stepped onto the uphill road leading to the Nanmen of Jiaohecheng.

Approaching noon, it was just time for a meal.

A grand banquet was held in the Royal Palace hall of Aoluoye.

Freshly slaughtered beef and mutton, as well as rare fish from the river outside Jiaohecheng, were served on the table.

There was also grape wine.

Two meters away from Aoluoye's table was Duan Yu's table.

Xiao Hei lay beside Duan Yu. ===== CHAPTER 1193 =====