After counting it, Zhao Jin breathed a sigh of relief.

As expected by Boss Zhu, there were only seven or eight thousand people, including women and children, and most of the other men were old and weak, and most of them had been killed. Now most of the others were not worth worrying about.

Zhao Jin took the people and put away all the swords and kidnapped the women to slaughter cattle and sheep.

Qian Qian went to the Jinong's tent. At this time, the so-called Jinong was the prince. Now the Jinong of Tuxiei was not here, but the big tent was there, and there were many treasures inside.

Qian Qian was very rude and immediately had a few gold rings and bracelets in his hand. A golden knife was also inserted into his waist. He kept cursing: "They are raised by bitches. They are really smelly of wine and meat. There are frozen bones on the road. These Tatar nobles are really not things. The shepherds are not enough to eat or wear warm clothes, but you are wearing gold and silver. Tsk, they are really not things. This bastard, I don't know how much wealth has been exploited. Thinking about it, it's really heartbreaking."

Qian Qian was scolding with great enthusiasm, but his eyes couldn't help but attract something...

Hey, the wine glass is actually silver?

Qian Qian's eyes flashed with light, and he immediately put the wine glass into his arms. Class hatred and national hatred arise, and he continued to curse: "Shameless! Humph, your salary, your wealth, people's ointment, look at the men and women outside, which one is not ragged? Bah."

Thinking of this, Qian Qian felt that this open robbery made him feel much less guilty. At this moment, Lord Qian was really a bit of Robin Hood-like chic.

But in this big tent, a woman was holding a few children and staring at him tremblingly.

Qian Qian glanced at the woman and the children, curled his lips, but turned around and left.

Some people like to sleep with women, but Qian Qian only loves money, let alone the women here are smelly, and whoever sleeps with them is a bastard.

He walked out of the tent, and there was still a boiling outside. The herdsmen tied up all the Tatars to guard them, and the women obediently slaughtered cattle and sheep, and a smell of meat had already come.

Zhu Houzhao was riding a tall horse majestic and walked towards Qian Qian, saying, "Where have you been?"

"I, I...Boss Zhu, I'm searching for the big tent."

Zhu Houzhao curled her lips and said, "Go and see the prisoners."

Qian Qian quickly replied: "Yes, yes..."

That night, the bonfire lit, but in this Tatar camp, the laughter of the Han people sounded.

It is even more satisfying that there is no bird occupying the nest in this world. Countless people are drinking and singing loudly. On this grassland that has been resounding through various languages ​​and pastoral songs for thousands of years, this is the first time that the Han people's singing with victory has sounded.

Zhu Houzhao was excitedly traveling through the tent, patrolling every corner.

He liked this feeling, and turned a tent, but saw a woman coming out of her own tent. The woman was obviously not a Tatar, with a high nose and deep eyes. When she saw Zhu Houzhao, she wanted to avoid it, but when she glanced at Zhu Houzhao, she saw Zhu Houzhao's handsome face and heroic posture in military uniform. The woman was very bold and actually pulled Zhu Houzhao directly from the tent and pulled Zhu Houzhao into the tent.

Zhu Houzhao likes to plunder, but it does not mean that he likes to rape/yin. He originally restrained his subordinates and ordered them not to be arrogant. Now that he was pulled into the tent by this woman, he was shocked. He was about to draw his sword, but he found that the woman had removed her robe and only exposed her body, which was convex and concave. She was obviously a seductive person, tall but enthusiastic, and murmured in her mouth, like Mongolian. Zhu Houzhao understood Mongolian and only heard words like heroes. He was a little anxious at first because he did not bring his little blue ball, but at this time, he suddenly found that his body had undergone a wonderful change.

Is it okay without meatballs?

The woman was as seductive as a soul, exhaling like an orchid, her black hair was smelling of soap horns, and Zhu Houzhao's inner wildness was finally released, so the spring scenery in the big tent was endless...

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Happy times always make people feel that they pass too quickly. The night seems to pass in the blink of an eye, and it is the morning of the next day.

As the sky was dawn, the mist on the grassland rose, and the crystal clear dew slid down the tip of the tent.

Zhu Houzhao was in the tent, and had already put on his armor, four spears were inserted around his waist, and he wore a long sword.

Although he had been struggling all night, he still felt energetic. He looked back at the woman under the mattress, with a little reluctance in his eyes, but he immediately gritted his teeth and was about to step out.

"Hero..." the woman behind him murmured.

Zhu Houzhao looked back, with a little bit of secluded eyes and said, "I'm leaving. This is not my home. I have to do a lot of things. Today, let's say goodbye here. Take good care of you."

Zhu Houzhao's Mongolian words are very awkward.

The woman's face suddenly looked like a pear blossom, and she looked at Zhu Houzhao tightly with her eyes rising from the mist, saying, "I have never seen such a hero, more than those barbarians... barbarians... I'll go wherever you go, I'll go wherever you go, I'll be your little foal..."

Zhu Houzhao hesitated for a moment, but after a while, she shook her head resolutely and said, "I still have many big things to do, you can't go, hey, since ancient times, I have been full of affection and no hatred..."

Zhu Houzhao, who has always been careless, couldn't help but recite a poem.

The woman's eyes became even more blurred and she said, "I will follow you whatever you do, we..."

Zhu Houzhao was indeed a little reluctant to leave, but...

Holding the curtain, Zhu Houzhao was cruel and shook her head and said, "No, I... My identity is different. You can stay here. If you are destined, I will order someone to settle you."

The woman was already crying and cried, "I... can I ask your name? What is your name? I... in the future..."

Zhu Houzhao sighed, thought for a while, and said, "I am a family member of the world, you don't have to know what I am called. From now on, you and I will most likely never meet each other. Why do you and I have to know who I am..."

"No, I beg you..."

Zhu Houzhao looked back and looked at the woman. She finally softened a little, saying, "Why do you have to know each other when you meet? Forget it, you have to ask the truth, then I will tell you."

He only left a back for the woman, which seemed a little lonely. He looked up and tried hard not to overflow his feelings. Then, he said word by word: "My name is...ye...chun...au..."

After saying that, Zhu Houzhao did not look back. She opened the curtain without hesitation and walked out, leaving only the last night's joy, warmth and passion.

"Ye Chunqiu..." The woman murmured and said this name repeatedly, and she was crazy: "Ye Chunqiu, I will definitely find you, even at the ends of the world..."

(To be continued.)
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