Steamed buns, small steamed buns, millet porridge, pickles. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Yun's breakfast is the eternal Four King Kongs, and some of the remaining dishes are just temporary cameos. It will never be possible to occupy a homogeneous position like these four.

Despite being on the battlefield, the Yun family's chef was still meticulous. The steamed buns filled with leeks and eggs are scary, and the small steamed buns are white and fat. Even in such a fierce battle, the cook boiled a pot of tea eggs. As for the war, has the Yun family ever been defeated?

Yun Yue is also not worried about the tearing outside, the Yun family's strategy has always been to focus on long-range attacks. Try to kill your enemies when they can't reach you. But this does not mean that the Yun family has given up hand-to-hand combat, in fact, the technical level of the Yun family's hand-to-hand combat is very high. The heavy infantry has a trick that Yun Yue learned from the later generation of the big sword team, the back of the knife is lifted, knocking the enemy's blade. Then slash downward, and the sharp Damascus steel knife will cut through any armor, and then let the person inside cut in half.

I just watched it, and the killers used this trick perfectly. No less than half of the rebels died under this trick. One move is eaten all over the world, and it is very good to have a trick in the battlefield killing. It's complicated, and these muscular men can't grasp it at all.

Ao Canghai came back, standing outside the door with a bloody breath. Hou Ye is eating, this is definitely not to be disturbed. As for the other Hou Ye of Weidun, who will care what he thinks. As long as he is handed over to the king, the king of Qin very much wants to skin him and cramp.

The battlefield is the world of the victors, and the losers have no human rights. Talk about human rights with these killers, they make you unable to even be human.

Yun Yue was eating leisurely, but Jing Er was grinding his teeth viciously. For no other reason, the Yongdu defenders actually refused to surrender. The forbidden soldiers under his command were sleepy and lacked, and they were unable to attack the city at all. And the hateful captain at the head of the city actually said that the king of Qin would go to the city to meet the queen mother in person. Fuck you are in the city now, can you still get out? The remnants of the rebel army, who have been defeated, still have no choice on their own.

Suddenly, I smelled the smell of food in my nose. Looking into the distance, I suddenly found that those Yun family heavy armor in the distance were eating breakfast. Today's weather is beautiful, and the autumn breeze will blow in the fragrance. Mutton soup is the taste of mutton broth.

Jing Er swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously, and stood on the wheel of the car and was blown by the wind for a night in fear. From the body to the soul, he was already too tired to want to, and the aroma of mutton soup constantly stirred Jing Er's nerves. Those bastards have always eaten spicy......

Chu Dayong took the big bowl handed over by the cook, and inside was a large piece of lamb shank. White and chubby steamed buns, with pickles. With such a bowl of mutton soup to drink, I feel warm all over. Everyone had a piece of fatty mutton in their bowl, and the killers ate it happily. The sound of "huh" and "huh" drinking mutton soup can be heard for several miles, and I didn't see that the forbidden army in the distance was standing in order, and they all craned their necks to look this way.

"King, are we burying the pot to make rice? The soldiers fought all night, and they were all hungry! "At this time, no one dared to talk to Jing Er, and Gongsun Long was an exception. Even in the most tyrannical time, Jing Er would never lose the slightest temper at him.

"Alright! Bury the pot and make rice! Jing Er glanced at the Yun family killing talent who was eating and drinking in the distance, and then glanced at Yongdu City viciously.

"The king doesn't have to be in a hurry, Yongdu City is just around the corner. Now we have to stabilize Yunhou's ......! Gongsun Long's words made Jing Er beat a spirit.

Yun Yue can help herself, and naturally she can also help Zhao Ji. If Zhao Ji ran to find Yun Yue at this time, he promised what conditions Yun Yue couldn't resist. The possibility of Yun Yue rebelling against the water is not impossible, as far as Jing Er's understanding of Yun Yue is concerned, this guy is greedy, and his desire for money and benefits is simply incomprehensible. When the big dung truck passes by the door, he will taste the saltiness.

This morning, everyone saw the combat effectiveness of the Yun Family Army. The steely army, the dragon-like cavalry. It's not at all something that his more than 10,000 tired and badly battered forbidden troops can withstand. If Yun Yue turned against the water, he wouldn't even have the qualifications to escape. After last night's melee, the cavalry of the forbidden army was almost completely lost. Even if there are a few horses, they are completely on a par with the horses of the Western Regions of the Banner Guard.

The porridge is cooked, it's really fucking porridge. In order to show that he shared weal and woe with the soldiers, Jing Er chose to drink coarse millet porridge. With the pickled radish strips, Jing Er's resentment became even heavier.

"What about mutton soup? You can't get a bowl of mutton soup for the soldiers to drink, so what's the use of you? Jing Er's bowl of hot porridge was buckled on the quartermaster's head. The little quartermaster was so distressed that he hunched over and did not move.

The Yun family is better than themselves in everything, and even their soldiers have mutton soup to drink, but they can only drink millet porridge Jing Er held his breath and erupted like a volcano. If he knew that the Yun family's sheep were all sent by Chang Yu, it was estimated that they would have been nuclear explosion.

"Back to the king's words, last night the rebels scattered the rear army, and the loss of grain and grass was quite serious. Some of the cattle and sheep we requisitioned were also lost in the night. I found a few this morning, but I can supply the king. If it is to supply the army, it is far from enough. "Quartermaster 1510's explanation.

But where is Jing Er who can listen to the explanation now, the more the quartermaster explains, the more irritated his heart becomes. "Come on, show this useless fool to the public. ordered someone to find it, and asked the soldiers to drink a sip of steaming mutton soup like the Yun family. ”

As soon as Jing Er gave the order, the forbidden army rushed over. Pick up the paralyzed quartermaster and leave, dragged out a long distance before the sound of killing a pig for mercy was heard, this thing had been frightened stupid by the angry Jing Er.

No one pleaded with the quartermaster, his position was too small for anyone to take such a big risk to protect a small person. This may be the sorrow of the little people, the people around Jing Er are silent, and they look at their noses and mouths like old monks. After a scream, the scene became quieter.

Gongsun Long looked at Jing Er with a smile, it was the emperor's strong heart that made Jing Er still play the emperor's mind at this time. Just look at the eyes of those forbidden soldiers and know that Jing Er has bought the hearts of the army. The king not only shared the joys and sorrows with them, but also drank the unpalatable millet porridge together. And because of a bowl of mutton soup, the quartermaster was beheaded. In Jing Er's eyes, a mustard-seed-like quartermaster, in the eyes of ordinary forbidden soldiers, he was a big man.

Jing Er stood on top of the chariot under the reverent eyes of the soldiers. Trying his best to put on the image of a tough guy, every forbidden soldier saw his own king, and felt that his body was full of strength.

An officer of the forbidden army suddenly interrupted Jing Er, who was pretending to be B, turned over and dismounted, bowed and reported: "King Qiqi, Lord Xiangbang has arrived." (To be continued.) )