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The man is roasting meat for lunch, the meat is horse meat, and the horse from Jiutan who died heroically exerts its last residual heat.

Each of the Huoluan guards has two horses, and today they will ride one, and a third of them will be killed in battle, and they will eat it! Half of the captures were captured, and Ning Qingtao and the others could exchange shotguns. About 20% of the Huoluan guards who escaped escaped could also reduce our casualties.

Huo Luanwei also sent a lot of things, and Ning Qingtao was leading people to clean up the battlefield.

The camp on the mountain, a very large house, more like a shed, a lot of stout wood on top of a shed roof, the lower furnishings are very simple, there are many wooden planks on the ground, on which are covered with bamboo mats, straw mats, etc.

Yi Gongzi sat on the bamboo mat, his arms, shoulders, waist, etc. trembled slightly, and his bones ached for a while, so uncomfortable.

King Zhao changed her clothes, brought warm water and wiped her face, took off her armor, and wiped her body again.

Yi Gongzi really didn't want to move, his face turned pale after being cleaned up, and a stronger exhaustion attack almost put her down. At the age of thirteen, he is still a little younger, and he can't keep up with his physical fitness, development and other aspects.

The eldest grandson Zhuang sat not far away and sneered: "Yes! You don't have to pretend to be cool if you don't have the ability! With them, they can't clean up those people? ”

Yi Gongzi was angry, and he didn't want to speak, his eyelids raised, and his lips moved.

Yingbu and a few tiger guards jumped up and pounced, and Changsun Zhuang hurriedly rolled on the ground and almost knocked down the pillar.

King Zhao came back with the broth, and said softly: "It seems that you still have the ability, then hurry up and go to Xianyou Peak to ambush." ”

The eldest grandson Zhuanglu jumped up: "You are responsible for the grain and grass, but you can't control this son!" ”

King Zhao's phoenix eyes were soft and shining, and his soldiers hid their faces and cried, don't hurt us, people, rice and steel, and the war is a hungry panic.

The eldest grandson Zhuang was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he howled unwillingly: "You are showing favoritism!" ”

King Zhao ignored him, his limbs were developed and his mind was simple; Brought the broth to Yiyi's side, sat down, Yiyi didn't want to move at all, King Zhao took a silver spoon and scooped a spoonful to feed her.

Yi Gongzi didn't want to open his mouth, and King Zhao gently coaxed: "Be good, enjoy your face, just eat two bites." ”

Yi Gongzi's eyelids rolled, opened his mouth and took a bite, it was so hot, he turned his head and didn't eat.

Wang Yi and the Tiger Benwei warriors cleaned up, sat around to heal and rest, looking at this, the son-in-law of the Zhou family is still okay, and the young master should be a treasure, which makes everyone hurt.

King Zhao worked very hard in front of his mother's family, blew the broth cold, and carefully coaxed: "The soup can't be too cold, it's not easy to digest after eating, just like this, you can taste it again." Seeing that the eldest grandson Zhuang is drooling, be careful that he robs you. ”

Yi Gongzi snorted coldly and stared at Changsun Zhuang unkindly.

The eldest grandson Zhuang squatted aside with his head in his hands, and met such an undisciplined man, and there was also a child without discipline!

Yi Gongzi snorted coldly again, and the eldest grandson Zhuang hurriedly slipped out, out of sight and out of mind, too heartbroken, so much meat, I can still snatch your bowl?

Yi Gongzi snorted proudly, finished eating a bowl of broth, stood up and moved.

King Zhao cleaned up, came over and pulled her to sit down, rubbed her body, pinched it, and pinched her face.

Yi Gongzi scolded softly and angrily: "Hooligans! ”

Wang Yi is also heartbroken, young master, are you scolding or boasting? Alas, those who are too smart, God is also fair. Give a gesture to the warriors, keep an eye on them, don't allow the young master to be taken advantage of, whoever dares to get an inch will beat me!

King Zhao was startled, he didn't dare to kiss him, his heart was sour, his mother's family was too strong, I was so happy, I came to continue to rub my little waist.

Yi Gongzi finally fell asleep tired, King Zhao hugged her, and fanned with a fan in one hand, which was cool.

Lunch was ready, Ning Qingtao finished cleaning the battlefield, and carried several large baskets of things up.

Yi Gongzi got up and kicked King Zhao away: "Hooligans." "Go to change clothes, there is a room specially arranged for her in the back.

Changsun Zhuang, Wang Yi, Ning Qingtao and others looked at King Zhao with strange expressions, this is the end of no discipline.

King Zhao stood up, serious and casual, with a natural extravagance, three points more noble than Jiutan; I was busy getting food for Yiyi, in addition to horse meat, there were burdock, chrysanthemum, etc., which was quite hearty.

Yi Gongzi came out in a white gauze robe, he was in good spirits, sat down and waved his hand, everyone ate first.

In wartime, everyone is not polite, and some people are not polite to eat, and one person is in front of a large plate of meat, and the heroic one is like a war.

The eldest grandson Zhuang snorted when he ate, and the wind swept the clouds and swallowed the rivers and mountains, for fear that others would not know that he was strong.

Wang Yi and other tiger warriors eat quickly and chew carefully, and are quiet and silent, just like gentle when feeding horses, careful when wiping knives and guns, and eating is also very serious, which is love for oneself and respect for life. A silent aura that is awe-inspiring.

Changsun Zhuang was a little unable to swallow, look at Yi Gongzi, she ate more noble and elegant, and her speed was also fast.

King Zhao brought her another bowl of beef and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, the second prince will definitely toss in Wangling Mountain for a while." ”

Yi Gongzi snorted, finished a bowl of beef, smacked his lips, was full, and returned to his soul.

Ning Qingtao also finished eating, and put a basket in front of her: "This is from several captains." Seven hundred men were killed and one hundred and ten were taken prisoner. I slew sixty men on my side; Seventy civilians were killed and one hundred and sixty were wounded. ”

Huoluanwei is strong, even if he is frightened and flees for his life, it is also a big killer against chivalry and civilians.

Changsun Zhuang's subordinates also killed more than 50 people in the battle, and Hu Benwei did not lose his troops, and none of them were seriously injured.

Yi Gongzi motioned to Ying Mo to put away the basket, and said to Ning Qingtao: "You arrange the wounded and continue to stay here, first-level combat readiness." Eldest Sun Zhuang, you can leave after eating. ”

The eldest grandson Zhuang hurriedly finished eating the meat, cleaned up, and went to Xianyou Peak to block the second son.

Tiger Benwei was also ready and set off in half an hour.

Cactus Peak is a mountain peak in the northeast of Lingwutai, facing the south, the whole stone wall, like a slap straight up there; The four boulders above were erect like four fingers; There is also a ** mountain peak next to it, which looks like a thumbs up from a distance.

There was no grass on the stone wall, and it was exposed to the sun for most of the day, and it was as hot as a furnace when it was close.

Under the cactus peak, a dense forest, ancient vines are entangled, the ancient trees are towering, and the wind blows in the forest, which is very cool. The middle road is one of several roads from Huiling Wutai in Qinglong County. A road passes through Xianyou Peak in the south, about forty miles away.

In the evening, the sunset is like blood and tears swaying on Xiaoling Mountain, and every qiē is desolate.

A hurried and messy sound approached, and it sped into the woods, where there was no glare of sunlight, but fortunately it had not been cut down.

At the forefront was the second son, Huo Dizhi, the red dragon was tall and vigorous, carrying the saint's mount, and he was not injured this time.

Huo Zhiyuan, Huo Jue and others followed, looking wolf bèi and hasty, which was generally good.

Later, about two or three hundred Huo Fengwei, Huo Luan Wei, etc., some of the horses were injured, some of them rode together, some lost their armor, and some suddenly fell from their horses, looking at Ling Wutai and swallowing their last breath.

The second son stopped and looked up at the front, and there was a man and a horse standing quietly in the woods.

The eldest prince was not in Wangling Mountain, nor did he rush to Wangling Mountain, but waited here