In the exclusive bedroom with ducted heating on the inner wall, Cui Wanting and Su Su, dressed in nightdresses, were sitting on the soft couch and saying a word. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because I have already passed the word in private, let the two of them stay tonight for a long talk, so that we can have an in-depth exchange and communication.

Therefore, they all wore corresponding equipment, bulging purple embroidered busts, and the fair curves exposed at the edges, in the light of talking and laughing, gently swaying and rippling suddenly made people unable to take their eyes off.

Coupled with the thighs and lotus arms looming under the gauze skirt, the slender and plump are the best portrayal and description of them at the moment. Needless to say, I enjoyed the fun and charm of hugging left and right.

Uh-huh, it looks like they've been putting up with it for a long time.

"Okay."

I touched my nose, which was a little swollen and wet, and I felt that I had to send it when I was ready to fly.

"Let me see how you usually love each other."

Wan Niang and Su Su couldn't help but look dizzy, and after glancing at me, they still fell on the soft couch with some half-push and half-helplessness, and Su Su led the demonstration for me.

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The western foothills of Biyang Mountain in Songzhou,

Between the sparse snowflakes falling, the breath and steaming heat of the people who are working in dirty and ragged clothes even form a lingering mist above their heads.

And Zhen Wuchen, who was soaked in sweat, was once again shocked by the stinging pain in his hand from his past memories, but found that the scar on the tiger's mouth holding the hoe had been worn out by the vigorous action again and oozing blood.

The hands that used to hold knives, guns, bows and crossbows and were unmoved to kill people now hold the handles and hoes that only old peasants use, and deal with the sand and gravel of the ground that have been frozen and hardened; And the thick calluses sharpened on his fingers by practicing martial arts did not help him at all in the labor he was engaged in now.

It's like a dusty weapon that is used to dig a pit and becomes more and more rusty.

But he can't be sluggish and stop for long, otherwise the overseers and foremen will notice this, and the hot whip will come over, and the loss of face and injury will be secondary, and the key is to affect the performance and progress of his whole team for the day, and he will have to go hungry and spend more time on the work.

Almost all the amount of labor and the indicators of completion are carefully calculated, so that their labor and energy can be fully squeezed on the bottom line of being exhausted to death, and the food and clothing are extremely simple, but they will not easily freeze and starve to death.

But in any case, as long as they adapt to the daily rhythm and frequency here, except for the first batch of unlucky people who had blood in urine and died suddenly, the rest of the people survived.

Although the food eaten is the coarsest and barely satisfying, and the paste made by processing the scraps of various grains is as unsightly as the feed of livestock, full of disgusting bran and dregs and the smell of rotten vegetables, there is not much sand and gravel, and occasionally there is the seasoning of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

He wore patched sheets of coarse cloth, slept in bundles of dry straw, and lived in half-cut dens of rough-worked logs and mud plugging crevices.

At least according to the rules of this camp, those who won the first place in each group of work were given a pot of muddy wine syrup mixed with water, while those who were left behind could only pick up the leftovers of others for a cold feast, and even suffered from hunger.

Every five days, it is mandatory to go to the river to scrub their bodies with cold water, and during this time people who show signs of physical discomfort and other ailments are taken out and never returned.

As the weather grew colder and the eaves were frosty, they finally got a collar to wrap around to keep warm, or to sleep on hay, tattered wool felt.

They were all prisoners of the Northern Army, so the patrol and guard were doubled compared to the quarantine camps where the displaced people were located, and the hordes of crossbows and muskets could easily crush any attempt to riot or rebel among them.

In addition, a system of mutual monitoring has been introduced. In each five-man squad, if one person fled, the others were severely punished, and if they escaped again and again, their heads would be hung on wooden walls.

At the same time, those who can rectify and prosecute the fugitive behavior can get material rewards and even improve the environment and conditions, such as transferring from the most clumsy and heavy labor group to the more relaxed logistics team.

Therefore, in a short period of time, the relationship between the township party and the robe among these captives was divided and disintegrated into an isolated island where everyone was suspicious of each other with the pressure of real survival and material rewards and punishments, and it was difficult to work together.

Moreover, these guards and supervisors, although they are not particularly brutal in their daily words and deeds, rarely directly kill people; However, there are many endless and unexpected methods of torture and abuse to polish their temperament and heart, and drive them to work hard.

But he had to force himself to endure and adapt to all this, it was a promise and a tacit understanding.

"Try to live, live at all costs."

"It's not for the sake of the dynasty or for anyone, it's just for yourself and trying to live."

This is the last condition that Yang Shuai can get for these followers before he dies.

As a result, these die-hards and unstable factors became the first batch of Northern Dynasty captives to be sent to Huaidi. Successive captives arrived, and they were constantly scattered and reassigned.

However, what made him a little gloating was that even those who betrayed Yang Shuai in exchange for their own survival inevitably appeared here in the end, and became one of the many lowly slave laborers who faced the loess with their backs to the sky like himself.

This has also become the reason for these new and old captives to hug each other and clash with each other, and even shout at each other in daily life.

Suddenly, the guards at the exit of the construction site dispersed again, and a group of new prisoners came out, still wearing tattered robes stained with blood and dirt, and their bodies could even be seen in many openings.

They sat down row after row on the ground under the watchman's command, and freed their hands from their nooses again; This is usually the last chance for some of them to rebel and try to seize weapons to resist or flee.

You must know that before this, there were many brave men who killed generals and captured the flag on the battlefield, or took the lead in the battle; But after this has happened many times, it has always brought only death and despair.

They even opened the market in private with their friends, and used the roasted potatoes in their rations as a bet to see if anyone dared to resist and could hold on for a few rounds.

However, the staggering and mixing with one of the men who was about forty or fifty years old, but his hair was half white and very old, made Zhen Wuchen, who was already shrouded in numbness and exhaustion, suddenly feel like he had been hit on the heart by a sledgehammer, and he was a little out of breath for a while.

Even if the whip had fallen on him again, he didn't realize it, just stared in that direction. Until the whip that struck him turned into a club, and he passed out.

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Kannai Road, near Fufeng City, Fengxiang Prefecture.

The Guannei Jiedu envoy appointed by the Great Liang was highly favored after staying, and he also commanded his subordinates to fight hard.

"The Western Army is already desperate to tear its face?"

"Six of the eight towns of Shuofang, half of the eleven towns of Hexi, and all the banners of the six towns of Longyou have appeared here."

"It seems that there are also the banners of the Qingtang Metropolitan Protectorate and the Beiyuan Province and Yunzhong Road."

"What kind of ability can bring all of them together who have always had grievances?"

"Could it be that the story of the western-moving army is going to be repeated again."

Hearing this, Gao Chong couldn't help but feel a little cold in his heart, but he felt a little cold in his hands and feet. (To be continued.) )