Uncle Wu went to lead the horse. The Persian merchant looked at Xu Yan with sympathy and chatted constantly in clumsy Hun language. The general meaning was that he could continue to transport sulfur from Persia and wanted to sign a contract with Xu Yan to continue the business for a long time.

Xu Yan was a little moved, but when he thought of his current situation, he shook his head and refused.

Under the reluctant gaze of the Persian merchant, Xu Yan pulled the cart away, and then went to buy two cars of wolf smoke. The saltpeter inside needed to be purified.

With all the things together, they were about to return to the camp, but they encountered a good show on the way.

Someone is selling horses!

And it is a rare sweat-blooded BMW. It is publicly sold, and whoever pays the most is his money.

There are many people participating in the auction, which is normal at the beginning, but with the arrival of a young man, the situation is directly disrupted.

"I want this horse!"

The young man was wearing fur, a gold-inlaid hat, and a jade pendant hung around his waist. He could tell at a glance that he was a Hun noble.

He waved his hand, and the servants behind him went up to hold the horse, his arrogant attitude was astonishing.

The man who sold the horse was a black-faced man. When he saw someone robbing the horse, he reached out and pushed the slave hard, and directly pushed him to the ground, and said angrily: "You haven't mentioned the price yet!"

The young man's face turned cold, and the Xiongnu guards behind him immediately stepped forward to surround the Han Dynasty, with great momentum.

"I take your things to you, and I am looking for death by a group of horse slaves?"

The Donghu people were good at raising horses and offered BMWs to the Shanyu royal court every year, so they were nicknamed horse slaves, full of contempt and humiliation.

Sure enough, the big man was furious when he heard this, stared at him with his eyes and rushed forward to take action.

Seeing that the situation was not good, my companion next to him hurriedly grabbed him. A middle-aged man stepped forward to apologize and took the initiative to hand over the sweat-blooded BMW to the young man: "Dignity Hu Azhi, my tribe members are reckless and ignorant, please don't blame me!"

The young man raised his chin and snorted coldly: "Don't say that I stole your things, this is the reward for your horse-raising money, get it!"

He threw out a corner of silver, threw it directly at the foot of the big man, and then left with a sneer.

The man was so humiliated that his eyes turned red and he roared repeatedly, but his companions held him tightly and could not move.

The onlookers either looked cold or shook their heads and sighed, but no one stopped them.

On the way back, Xu Yan kept thinking about this.

The experience of Ding Ling and Donghu on the grassland is obviously not an isolated case. The bullying of the Huns also occurred in other tribes. The reason why they did not resist was that they were afraid of being beaten by the Huns, and they became accustomed to it while pursuing it.

But if you endure it again and again, even the ninja turtle will not be able to endure it.

What if you add a fire to it?

...

When he returned to the camp, Xu Yan immediately started making gunpowder, set up a tent in the open space, and then sent all the materials in.

In order to keep it a secret, he asked Uncle Tie to take people to surround the tent and ordered no one to go in.

Then, I took the tools and went into the tent alone. After two days of fiddling, I finally made the finished product.

As for the effect, it needs to be verified.

He walked out with a jar like a baby, his body full of saltpeter and sulfur. Hu Zi stood at the door with his hands rubbed his hands, as if waiting for a long time, and asked, "Is it done?"

"Um!"

Xu Yan looked up at him: "Didn't you let me look at Subu Yun? Why did you run out?"

"What's so good about that woman? She dresses like a fairy every day. I feel annoyed, so I asked Uncle Wu to work for a while!"

Hu Zi said, snatched the wine jar from his arms and looked at it curiously: "Is this what you said? Is it really as powerful as you said?"

"Just try it!"

Xu Yan first went to the big tent and looked at Xubu Yun. She was lying on the table in a daze. When she saw him walking in, she quickly stood up, then covered her nose and asked, "What does it smell?"

Xu Yan lowered his head and sniffed it. It was indeed a bit pungent, so he ordered someone to boil water and take a shower.

Xubu Yun looked at him with a pair of watery eyes. Xu Yan didn't realize it at all, so he told Uncle Wu to take good care of her, so he turned around and left.

After taking a shower in another tent, it was already evening when Hu Zi held the jar, scratched his head, and kept signaling to him. Xu Yan couldn't help but smile and waved, "Let's go!"

He and Hu Zi rolled over the horse, took Lu Cheng and three others and ran out of the camp.

The moon is in the sky, and all sounds are silent.

Looking down from a high altitude, a fire suddenly appeared somewhere on the grassland, piercing through the night, and then quietly disappeared.

It was not until midnight that Xu Yan and the others came back.

Hu Zi looked dazed, as if he was in a dream, his ears buzzing, and he was stunned, as if he was stupid.

The same goes for others!

"I'm coming back to my senses!" Xu Yan snapped his fingers.

"This...this..." Hu Zi looked excited and trembling, and couldn't speak for a moment.

The previous picture was so shocking. Who would have thought that just a little powder would burst out with such a lot of energy.

It was like a thunder that came to the world, making a loud noise, and it exploded with a large pit of more than ten meters, which was shocking and terrifying.

Xu Yan put his shoulders on his face and smiled, "I'm hungry, go to have a meal!"

Since they came to the grassland, they have eaten meat every day, either barbecue or cooked meat. Xu Yan was tired of eating it, so this time he cooked himself and prepared to make pasta.

There is no wheat growing on the grassland. The only pasta is barley. However, the flour made from barley has no muscles and it feels like a pile of mud. It is very difficult to make noodles.

However, in nature, there is a seed called yellow-grass seeds that can increase the muscles of barley flour and make the flour energetic. The long and long noodles are rolled out.

Xu Yan rolled it thinly, cut it thinly, took it out and put it into a large bowl.

On the other side, pour oil in the pan, add chopped lamb and stir-fry, add chopped green onion, salt, spices, etc.

It was almost done, so he took up a spoonful and covered it with the tempting smell that made people saliva.

They were all Guanzhong men, holding the big-faced bowl and snoring. After two or three bowls, a layer of sweat broke out on their bodies. It was so satisfying.

"How much can gunpowder be made?" Hu Zi asked with a burp.

"It can hold five cars like the jar just now!" Xu Yan added food to Lu Cheng and the others.

Hu Zi slapped his thigh and grinned, "Okay, this time I will definitely blow him upside down!"

Xu Yan had already thought of the plan and said it carefully at this time that everything else would work, but one of the tigers did not agree.

"You can't go, leave the murder to me. If you go, I will still have to take care of you!" Hu Zi's head shook into a rattle.

Lu Cheng and the others also dissuaded them.

Xu Yan thought of his combat effectiveness in fighting against Wuzhao, and he probably would have been dragging him down when he went there, so he nodded and agreed.

"General, what should I do if that princess? If she goes to participate in the sacrifice to heaven, we will be exposed when there are too many people and eyes!" Lu Cheng said worriedly.

Xu Yan waved his hand: "She can't go!"

After leaving the kitchen, Xu Yan came to the tent, surrounded by three floors of the Jin army, guarding him day and night. Even if Xubu Yun grows wings, he will definitely not be able to escape.

Uncle Wu bowed with fists, and Xu Yan hurriedly helped him up.

This uncle in his fifties is the oldest among them and the longest-time member of the Yulin army.

His long-term military career has made his hair gray and his face full of wrinkles.

"Thank you for your hard work, go down and rest!" Xu Yan said.

Jiang Wu nodded: "General should also pay attention to his health, don't think too much!"

Now they all called him General, even though he had no military position, they trusted him unconditionally and even entrusted his life to him.
Chapter completed!