The eyes of the military minister Shan Yu lit up, the Huns were a people who lived by nomadic hunting. The idea of the clan is unusually strong in their minds, and they do not need to be monitored internally, and cannot be monitored. Therefore, the Huns have never had a meticulous team, and they have always trusted the bow and arrow in their hands and the war horse under their crotch.

Zhongxingyue's Tiyì opened up a new battlefield for the military minister Shan Yu, which was a hidden front. Many excellent people will be sent to the Han realm, and then lurk in various ways. A steady stream of messages is transmitted back to the grassland. In this way, the military ministers in the grassland will know every move of the Han Dynasty.

The military minister Shan Yu paced in the tent with some excitement.

"This building is very good, you go and organize the manpower. It's up to you to choose what kind of person you want and what kind of person you choose. As far as you can to rush to the Han realm, your first task is to inquire about it. Who is the guard of the team guarding in Lingwu? ”

"No, big single Yu."

After bowing to Da Danyu, Zhongxingyue withdrew.

I was so happy in my heart, this time I said that I had moved Da Shan Yu to give myself such a big right. As long as you master such a team, you will be an important person around you in the future. It's not just a minion like this anymore.

The best way to select the fine work is to carry out it from the plundered Han people, and the difference between the appearance of the Huns and the Han people is too large. Even the guys in the west still have a lot of blonde and blue-eyed people, so that the people who let it mix into the Han realm are like a golden monkey in a group of macaques. It's so hard not to be discovered.

Zhongxingyue already has a perfect plan. He's going to pick some young and beautiful girls. And there must be the kind of relatives who are robbed together, and pornographic spies have been an effective means since ancient times. Zhongxingyue, who has been mixed in the two palaces of Chang'an, knows this very well, fortunately, there are a lot of Han people who have plundered. He had a lot of choice, and a group of Han girls were driven into Zhongxingyue's tent by the Hun sergeants......

Yunjia Zhuangzi is full of joyful scenes, and the New Year plus the main family is happy. It all makes this year's Shangyuan Festival extraordinarily lively, and every household is lit up. The Yunjia Zhuangzi, which is extremely rich in materials, leads the trend of the whole Lintong, and adults and children are using bamboo strips and colored paper to make all kinds of figures and animals.

Baskets of eggs were painted red and sent to Yunfu, which was a little bit of the farmer's heart. To make up for Mrs. Hou's body, it is all from her own chickens. The red dye is so fine that it is applied to the eggshells, and not a single piece is missed. Eat red eggs during the New Year. The picture is an auspicious one.

Wei Dongbao was busy. Greeting the dealer who came to say goodbye. Everyone who came to congratulate them was not empty-handed when they went back, carrying the Yun family's secret pastries in their hands. I heard that it is made of honey, and it smells sweet. Before the full moon, I can't see the lady and the little marquis, so I can only learn from those officials. The arch bowed to the building of the Yun family.

There is also one of the most lively places in Zhuangzi. That was the barracks of the villagers. There are more than 3,000 Hun girls locked up here. They are all sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls. provoked the men on the farmer's household to squat under the wall and sell them stupidly, swallowing foam and commenting on the figure of the Hun girls.

"Why do you think this Hun woman is so big? Obediently, the mother-in-law of the Ne family gave birth to a baby and the child is so big. This ass is round. At first glance, it is easy to give birth. ”

"What, everyone grew up drinking cow and goat milk, what did your mother-in-law drink. Millet porridge and wild vegetables are mushy, if it weren't for Hou Ye, I'm afraid I would starve to death now. ”

"Yes, yes. Our Zhuang people are full of food, and it is not a loss to Hou Ye. You shit, you actually took the old eggs at home to your wife. You don't know, your long-mouthed aunt has already passed on the whole Zhuangzi knows. ”

“…… What are you talking about, what is this called? My mother-in-law is talking nonsense, so I'll go back and beat her. ”

After the farmer finished speaking, he stood up with a red face, and quickly ran back home amid the laughter of the idlers, and went to settle accounts with his mother-in-law.

The girls of the Huns all consciously stayed in the barracks, and none of them had the idea of escaping. Now that they have resigned themselves to their fate, at least these Han people have not abused themselves. These Hun girls have all seen how those Hun men treated the plundered Han women. Compared with the women who were plundered to the Huns, they were already a hundred times lucky.

I heard that the leaders here will distribute them to the meritorious soldiers after the army has returned. Now these Hun girls only hope to be taken away by a good man, not to know how to beat them after drinking all day.

They are indeed lucky, at least compared to Gu'er Besu in Chang'an City.

"Smack" The steward palace man slapped a mouth on Gu'er Besu's face. Even though she was only a woman, her hands were unusually strong. Gu'er Besu's face immediately swollen, and his cheeks hurt hotly. However, it's better than that Lingwu cook. At least she was fighting symmetrically.

"How many times have you said it, you porcelain stupid wild girl. This egg is for the palace people to wash their hair, who told you to eat it. Eat, eat, eat, know to eat. You starved to death, since you like to eat so much and pick it up, you will eat it for your mother with egg skins. ”

The palace man with a cross-faced face pointed to the eggshell on the ground and yelled at Gu'er.

Under the beating of the bamboo board, Gu'er Besu can already understand some Chinese. She didn't understand why she was smearing eggs on her head. This thing is also eaten on the grassland, isn't it uncomfortable to rub it on your head? I only have two cold and hard steamed buns every day, why should such a good thing be wiped on my hair and washed away with water.

"You little Hun prodigal hoof, why did you eat the eggshell for the old lady. Otherwise, you won't want to eat today. "Slap" was another sound. It may be that my hand hurt just now, but this time I used bamboo slices.

The two-foot-long bamboo slices are cut wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the top is thinner. It hurt ten times more to slap his face than to slap him, and Gu Erbei was so painful that he was so angry that he scratched his ears with thin pieces of bamboo, and a wisp of warm blood flowed down his red and swollen cheeks.

"Hurry up and give it to the old lady, you sluts and old ladies are just killing you, like crushing a bed bug."

She was telling the truth, and in just one month, more than two dozen sisters had either been beaten to death or hanged themselves. Gu'er didn't dare to learn from their fate, and there was a voice in her heart that kept reminding her that "you want to live", which was like a grandma, a father, and a little like a sister who was burned to charcoal.

Gu'er hurriedly snatched the eggshell in front of him, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it. While chewing, Yin Hong's blood flowed down the corners of his mouth. (To be continued......)