Chapter 382

The red mane swayed with the breeze under the sunlight, just like a ball of fire.

The four hooves were thick and powerful.

The lines on its body looked as if they were stretched by muscles.

The horse's tail kept flapping.

Its height was a full half a horse's head taller than the Jade Dragon beside Lu Bu.

Duan Yu could be considered to have seen fine horses.

The Ink Jade Qilin Beast he rode, the Red Hare Wind-Tearing Beast that Dong Zhuo had always treasured, and the Jade Dragon beside Lu Bu.

But compared to this red warhorse, they were not in the same class at all.

If the Red Hare and Jade Dragon were dragon-steeds,

Then this warhorse before him could be called a divine steed.

"General Duan... this Red Dragon is a divine steed that appears once in a hundred years; consider it an apology, gifted to General Duan; I hope General Duan can put aside past grievances."

Qiangqu, fearful in his heart, lowered his head, his expression extremely humble.

Whether it be the Xiongnu, Xianbei, or the Qiang tribes.

These people are wolf packs on the grassland.

Wolf packs never actively attack creatures stronger than them; they only follow far behind their prey.

Only when they wait for the prey to be weak will they launch an attack.

The Great Han of the past was a fierce tiger.

When the fierce tiger was not yet old, these wolf packs circling around could only follow from afar, or even submit.

But when the tiger grew old and shed its sharp claws and teeth, these wolf packs would pounce and bite.

Just like the dark age that Duan made the Han people remember in their hearts.

What Duan Yu wants to do is not just make these hungry wolves on the grassland submit.

What he wants to do is thoroughly tame these wolf packs on the grassland, taming them into obedient guard dogs.

But this requires a process.

This process might be very long, and it might be somewhat difficult.

But this is something that must be done.

That night.

A huge bonfire was lit in Shoujiangcheng.

Dozens of tables were placed on both sides of the bonfire.

The generals and personal guards who came with Duan Yu were seated at the banquet.

And sitting opposite were the Xiongnu nobles and generals.

Two tables were placed side by side directly in front of the bonfire.

Roasted lamb, ox head, mare's milk wine, butter cookies, and an assortment of Xiongnu delicacies were spread out in a dazzling array across the dining table shared by Duan Yu and Qiang Qu.

And a large amount of roast lamb was also being grilled over the bonfire.

Qiangqu, whose posture was already pressed to the ground, kept toasting Duan Yu.

Duan Yu also accepted all comers.

When the banquet was halfway through, bursts of drum sounds and the shaking of copper bells rang out.

Teams of Xiongnu women wearing dresses with Xiongnu characteristics swayed their voluptuous figures and slowly came from both sides of the huge bonfire.

In an instant, the atmosphere around was ignited.

The Xiongnu people and the Han generals all began to cheer and applaud.

Over a hundred Xiongnu women began to dance their graceful figures around the bonfire.

Duan Yu held his wine cup, nodding slowly with the music.

Just as the music and drum sounds reached their peak.

A white figure, like a snow eagle in the sky, passed through the crowd and appeared before Duan Yu at the very front of the Xiongnu women.

Qiangqu smiled, picked up the silver wine cup in his hand, and said to Duan Yu with a smile: "General, this is my little daughter, Suhe."

"My little daughter respects warriors the most; tonight she is here to perform a dance, I hope the General will not mind."

A dance?

Duan Yu smiled; is it just a dance?

One alienation plot failed, and now another beauty trap?