This woman is undoubtedly Princess Pingkang of Goguryeo. She went down the river at the latest, but when she entered the river hundreds of meters ahead of the river, she heard that there was an enemy on the east bank. She immediately abandoned the idea of ​​escaping and allowed herself to stay in the river until it was frozen. However, the woman's patience was already better than the man, so when everyone else was frozen, Princess Pingkang still had a hint of heat.

Although Yang Yong did not know her identity, such a woman should have a great status in Goguryeo in the army. Both the current Great Zhou and the later Great Sui are destined to be enemies of Goguryeo. Should such a woman be saved by herself?

Yang Yong stopped hesitating after thinking for a moment. He lowered the curtain of the tent, prevented the air conditioner from entering outside, and quickly took off all the wet clothes on the woman's body. He simply cut the area that was difficult to untie for a while. A beautiful woman would undoubtedly make the man feel much softer. If she was ugly, Wei Chong would not even catch her.

Although the woman in front of her was unaware of the personnel and her whole body was stiff, when her naked figure appeared in front of Yang Yong, Yang Yong could not help but secretly praised her. The woman's whole body was concave and convex, and the muscles on her lower abdomen were tense, without any fat. Yang Yong guessed that this woman might be like this if she practiced martial arts for a long time.

It's pitiful to say that Yang Yong had only been confirmed with his girlfriend in his previous life, and he died of a bad life before he could finish his awkward identity. In this life, he was the eldest son of the Duke's Mansion. If he was in another mansion, at least several maids were served by him at the age of thirteen or fourteen, he probably had been in the flowers. Only Dugu looked at his son very tightly. Not only did he not allow his son to have a maid to serve him, but other maids in the mansion were not allowed to have too close relationships with his son. Otherwise, once he discovered that the maid would be beaten at the least, and at worst, he would leave the mansion.

In this case, even if Yang Yong wants to learn bad things, he didn't really taste the taste of a woman until he got married with Yuan Qing'er. However, compared to the woman in front of him, Yuan Qing'er is undoubtedly a difference between a clear and a ripe fruit and a ripe fruit.

It is important to save people at this time. Yang Yong did not dare to think about it. He hugged his naked woman's body and approached the fire. He used cotton cloth to dry the water on the woman's body. There was no quilt in the tent. Yang Yong had to completely untie his top, tightly touch the woman's chest, and wrap the clothes outside again.

In an instant, Yang Yong trembled violently. He held such a moving female body, but Yang Yong had no soft and tender feeling. He only felt that he was holding a piece of ice, which was so frozen that he almost screamed out.

If the fire burned in the tent gave Yang Yong a warm feeling, he would almost throw the ice in his arms. Yang Yong stretched out his hand and added the dead branches piled beside him to the fire to make the fire burn more vigorously. He also pressed his mouth against the woman's lips and blew out heat inward to help her breathe smoothly.

The woman's lips were also cold. Yang Yong took a lot of effort to pry her mouth open. The air conditioning from her mouth made Yang Yong tremble. Yang Yong gritted his teeth and said, "For the sake of you being a beauty, I'll endure it."

Holding this body tightly, Yang Yong slowly felt the other party's heat rising, as if the ice was melting. Yang Yong was overjoyed and began to massage the woman's limbs with his hands to let the blood flow back. The woman's pale face finally turned a hint of red, and the breath gradually became thicker.

After working for more than half an hour, Yang Yong was exhausted and sweaty. The woman's breathing finally stabilized. Her pale face began to flush. When the firelight in the tent looked extremely beautiful.

Yang Yong was stunned. When the body in his arms became so warm and soft, Princess Pingkang began to feel that she fell into the ice pit, her body became colder and colder. She still had a vague consciousness in her heart. Am I dead? Is this heaven or hell? Why is it so cold? Wenda, where is Wenda, and where is his second brother and guard?

In a daze, she seemed to feel a warm object beside her. She was shaking all over her body, and she was immediately overjoyed. She hugged the warm object tightly and twisted it.

Just as Yang Yong was about to completely possess the woman in his arms, the woman suddenly said, "Wenda, is it you?" and hugged Yang Yong tighter.

If the woman spoke Goguryeo or other languages, Yang Yong would have no scruples, but the woman spoke Chinese. Yang Yong immediately seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water. Is this woman not a Goguryeo, but a Han Chinese? Who is Wenda she said, and is she her lover?

Yang Yong firmly placed the woman's body on the ground, checked the leather jacket on the ground and covered her, put on her clothes again. The woman was obviously dissatisfied with Yang Yong's sudden drop of her, and reached out to the air for a few seconds, but stopped when she saw that she had not touched anything.

Yang Yong walked out of the tent and a cold wind blew, shaking. He looked up at the sky. At this moment, Tianyang was already west, and he realized that he had been in the tent for almost two hours, and his stomach was gurgling with hunger.

Seeing Yang Yong come out, although the personal soldiers on both sides tried to keep calm, their strange expressions on their faces betrayed them. Yang Yong didn't think about what kind of speculation they had in their hearts and asked directly: "What's there to eat?"

A personal soldier quickly brought a bowl of mutton soup and roasted jerky. Yang Yong took it over and ate it in big mouthfuls, only to realize that he had spent a lot of energy in the past two hours.

A personal soldier looked into the camp and asked about the life and death of the woman, but he did not dare to speak. Most of the trainees taught by Yang Yong personally remained in Luoyang, Tokyo, and the soldiers followed him were selected from the army one after another. They were far more awe of Yang Yong than those trainees.

When he heard Yang Yong leave the tent, Wei Podi and other generals also came outside the tent, he asked the personal soldiers about their concerns: "Sir, what about that woman?"

Yang Yong said unscathedly: "It has been saved, but she has not woken up yet."

"Just save it, just save it." A mysterious smile appeared on Wei Podi and others' faces. Wei Podi secretly replied: "Adult is a teenager, and he is physically strong, so the woman can't wake up."

Yang Yong looked into the crowd, but did not see Wei Chong, and asked quickly: "Where is Wei Chong, where is he?"

Wei Podi hurriedly said, "Sir, Captain Wei Chong is transporting personnel across the river."

Yang Yong frowned: "How long will it take?"

Wei Podi smiled bitterly: "Sir, I'm afraid it won't be finished until tomorrow."

Wei Chong had two hundred subordinates, plus more than 300 prisoners, and had to transport more than 500 people in total. The ships they hid on the east bank could only transport more than 60 people at a time. In addition, the boatman had to travel back and forth at least ten times. It would take an hour to travel back and forth on the river once. In fact, it would be necessary to seize the time to transport it tomorrow.

After hearing Wei Podi's explanation, Yang Yong was helpless: "Send an order to rest here today and reorganize camps tomorrow."

"Yes." Wei Podi responded and asked whispered: "Sir, what should those Khitans do?"

"Khitans?" Yang Yong thought for a while before saying, "Put the weapons and armor collected from the Goguryeo people as rewards, and let them return to the tribe first. A few days later, the official went to their tribe to reward the official position."

These Khitans have no discipline. Now that the war has been fought, there is basically no constraint. If there is a conflict with the Zhou army, it would be better to send them back with some things first. The Zhou army is not rare in Goguryeo's weapons and armor, but it is a treasure for the Khitans. They are generous to others and only pay a few official titles, so the business is still worth it.

Yang Yong's order was quickly passed. When he heard that all the seizures belonged to them, the Khitans were indeed excited. After they divided their divisions, they immediately called their friends to return. After a while, ten thousand Khitans dispersed to the distance.

Seeing that the Khitans left, Yang Yong asked, "Where are there any Goguryeo prisoners? I will examine them first." Yang Yong was concerned about the identity of the woman, why did she suddenly speak in Chinese in her dream.

"Yes, yes, Captain Wei has transported dozens of people, please come with me." Wei Podi took Yang Yong hundreds of meters to a temporary fence, and dozens of Goguryeo prisoners were surrounded together like livestock.

The weapons on these Goguryeo people have been confiscated. Although their clothes were dry, they were very thin. Everyone's lips were frozen black. Some people were still lying on the ground and trembling. After such a tossing, they did not receive good treatment immediately. It is conceivable that many of these prisoners will get sick in a few days. Zhou Jun will not care about their life or death. If they can survive, they will survive. If they cannot survive, they will have a dead end.

The captives had no resistance. Yang Yong quickly asked about Princess Pingkang's identity and couldn't help but pat his head. The woman turned out to be Princess Goguryeo. She thought she was a Han person and let her go.
Chapter completed!