Chapter 501 The Crisis Still Spreads Laughter (Three Watches Ask for a Monthly Pass)

The Turks completely adopted their own way of dealing with them at Yanmen Pass, using Shuo Fang as bait to lure Lu Heng's 200,000 troops to take the bait, and then the 300,000 troops who rushed to form a huge encirclement on the periphery, trying to wipe out the Great Zhou Lu Heng's corps in one fell swoop. ，

Once the middle lane collapses, the brilliant results achieved on the Eastern and Western Fronts will be meaningless.

The middle lane will collapse, and the entire north gate of the Great Zhou will be completely opened. When the time comes, the Turkic cavalry will go all the way south and will attack the hinterland of the Central Plains.

On the south bank of the Yellow River, Nanying, who was in charge of the defense of Tokyo, was simply unable to resist the Turkic iron cavalry.

When Tokyo falls, what will happen to you......

Heh, thinking of this, Lu Heng stretched out his hand and rubbed his numb forehead.

What to do?

Lu Heng stared at the few eye-catching arrows he had drawn on the map, his brows furrowed, and he pondered in his heart.

The grass is undulating, and the dead leaves are flying.

The cold wind is even more violent.

……

In the dead of night, the desert is like smoke.

Tents were erected one by one, like white clouds, blooming in this deep night.

There was no wind, and the soldiers still carefully lit the bonfire, roasted the dry food they carried with them, and after eating. The soldiers could not hide the sleepiness on their faces, and they gathered around the fire, stretched out their hands to bake the fire, and chatted about the affairs of their hometown.

The night was bleak, and the soldiers wrapped up their clothes tightly and moved closer to the fire. It seems that this small bonfire can dispel the cold that envelops you.

Before you know it, it's dark at night. The soldiers, who were so weary that they extinguished the fire, and then slept with their scabbards and clothes.

Lu Heng, who was sitting on top of the mound, glanced at the dotted tents below and sighed softly.

Look at the only campfire still burning in the camp. Lu Heng's somewhat confused eyes flashed with a look of pain.

Has it really come to this point? Do you have to use this trick?

The night wind blew, and the beating bonfire burst into a flurry of sparks. When the soldiers around the bonfire saw this, they hurriedly extinguished the bonfire. Then a group of people checked the side, and after waking up to make sure that there was no possibility of a fire, they slept with their clothes.

The last light in the camp disappeared, and the darkness of the night completely covered the land.

The cold wind blew and froze to the bones.

Lu Heng, who was sitting on the mound, took a breath of white air into the palm of his hand and rubbed his face that was a little numb from the cold. When I was about to tighten the clothes on my body, I felt a warmth on my body.

Lu Heng, who was clear in his heart, smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to tighten the cloak on his shoulders, turned his head and smiled at the woman who was slowly sitting beside him.

"What's wrong?" Beside him, Ouyang Mochou sat down slowly, seeing Lu Heng's sad appearance. An imperceptible trace of concern flashed in his eyes, and he asked softly.

Smelling the faint fragrance emanating from the woman's body, Lu Heng was in a quiet mood.

"What about you?" Ouyang Mochou didn't wait for an answer for a long time, turned his head, but found that Lu Heng was staring at him stupidly.

Ouyang Mochou blushed, and asked with his willow eyebrows upside down and pretending to be angry.

Lu Heng sighed, lowered his head, and looked gloomy.

"You ......" Ouyang Mochou's heart tightened, and he involuntarily stretched out his hand and held Lu Heng's arm.

"I have a presumptuous request! Can you promise me? Lu Heng brewed his feelings, raised his head, and looked at Ouyang Mochou with anticipation in his eyes.

Ouyang Mochou blushed, lowered his head, and said in a shy whisper: "Since it is a presumptuous request......

Speaking of this book, Ouyang Mochou paused for a moment. Then in Lu Heng's itchy gaze, the woman suddenly raised her head, staring at herself with round apricot eyes, and said fiercely: "Then what else are you talking about?" ”

Belch......

The sincere smile on Lu Heng's face suddenly froze, his mouth opened wide, and his eyes looked at Ouyang Mochou very purely. It's a bit silly to look like this.

Ouyang Mochou held his breath, his clear beautiful eyes widened, and he looked at Lu Heng without blinking. ，

After a long time, Lu Heng, whose eyelids were sour, was finally defeated.

Rubbing his sour eyes, he lowered his head, shook his head and sighed.

On the other side, Ouyang Mochou smiled triumphantly, as bright as a hundred flowers blooming.

"That's it!" Seeing Lu Heng like a defeated rooster, he was squatting there dejectedly, holding his knees, looking pitiful. Ouyang Mo was embarrassed to send a kind heart. The beautiful eyes flowed, and after glancing at him with all kinds of charms, he smiled. Then Ouyang Mochou stretched out his little hand and patted his weak shoulder and said, "I know that you have been in an irritable mood for the past two days, so I will lend you a shoulder to lean on!" ”

Lu Heng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then rubbed his eyes, looking at Ouyang Mochou's appearance, it didn't seem to be a fake. After being stunned for a moment, Lu Heng, who came back to his senses, hurriedly moved his butt and leaned over.

Then, it was natural to lean his head on Ouyang Mochou's shoulder, and said like a dream: "You are so good!" ”

"Good!" Ouyang Mochou forced a smile, stretched out his hand to pat Lu Heng's head, and snickered: "Good boy! ”

"What's that called?" Lu Heng, who was leaning on Ouyang Mochou's shoulder, muttered dissatisfiedly after hearing Ouyang Mochou's words.

"Only a child leans on his mother's shoulder and is spoiled!" Ouyang Mochou smiled when his conspiracy succeeded, and after looking Lu Heng up and down, he covered his mouth and snickered: "What a good son!" ”

"You ......" Lu Heng looked at each other angrily, trembling with anger.

"How?" Ouyang Mochou crossed his hands on his hips, highlighting his proud chest. looked at Lu Heng provocatively: "Do you dare to be disrespectful to your mother?" ”

Lu Heng raised his head and took a deep breath of me, as if he could really suppress the fire in his stomach.

After taking three deep breaths like this, Lu Heng lowered his head, looked at Ouyang Mochou angrily, stretched out his thumb, and sneered: "You are ruthless!" ”

"Giggles!" Seeing that Lu Heng was deflated, Ouyang Mochou was stunned for a moment, and then giggled unscrupulously. At first, he still covered his mouth and snickered, but later, he laughed wildly.

On the side, Lu Heng stared intently at Ouyang Mochou's chest, which was doubly turbulent because of the trembling of his body. After glancing greedily, he stared at it deadly, and said with ink in his mouth: "Mother! ”

"Hey!" Ouyang Mochou became more and more agreeable, and agreed directly.

"I want milk!" Lu Heng stared at the pair of plump, groped his chin and smiled, his face was extremely sinister and cunning.

Ouyang Mochou: "......"

The giggling laughter stopped abruptly, and Ouyang Mochou's smug smile suddenly turned into endless anger. Turning his head, he stared at Lu Heng with beautiful eyes, stretched out his finger and pointed at Lu Heng, trembling with anger: "You, you, you shameless villain!" ”

When Lu Heng heard this, he pursed his lips and twisted coquettishly and said, "Well, if people want to eat milk!" ”

Rao is Ouyang Mochou has been cultivating for decades, and when he heard the successive teasing of this shameless disciple, he was finally stirred up a real fire.

Seeing that he not only did not know how to restrain himself, but became more and more rampant. Ouyang Mochou's anger suddenly erupted. stood up suddenly, with a snort, he drew his sword, and his silver teeth almost wanted to be crushed: "You are looking for death!" ”

Lu Heng saw that Ouyang Mochou was really angry, and his scalp immediately went numb. Rub oil on your feet, get up and run.

"The surname is Lu, there is a kind of don't run!" Ouyang Mochou held the sword and shouted angrily while chasing.

"There's a kind of don't chase!" Ahead, Lu Heng ran wildly, and by the way, he turned around and continued to tease.

"Good!" After chasing for a while, Ouyang Mochou stopped, his slender jade hand wrapped around it slightly, and then four silver needles appeared in the fantasy version between his five fingers: "Run, I'll see where you can run!" ”

Ouyang Mochou sneered and raised his hand. The gesture is about to hurt people with flying needles.

“stop！” Lu Heng, who was running, glanced back and saw that Ouyang Mochou was furious and ready to make a big move. Suddenly, my heart trembled, and I didn't dare to run away, so I quickly stopped and took two breaths. Turning around, he made a pause gesture with both hands and said loudly. I was in a hurry, and even English popped out.

"If you have something to say, why bother with knives and guns!" Seeing Ouyang Mochou's cold face, he strode over. Lu Heng squeezed out a trace of an embarrassed smile on his face, and said with a smile while retreating.

"You kind of go one step further!" Ouyang Mochou was really angry, and after stopping, a fierce color flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he said in a deep voice.

"Although I have a kind, if you let me go, I will leave, then I will lose face!"

Of course, this sentence, in front of Ouyang Mochou, who was furious at this time, Lu Heng would never dare to say it. I just muttered something in my heart.

However, at this time, Ouyang Mochou was full of murderous aura and domineering was exposed. Lu Heng still wisely chose to avoid the edge for the time being, and stopped.

"Come here!" Seeing that this guy was finally honest, Ouyang Mochou smiled coldly, hooked his fingers at him, his beautiful eyes narrowed, and said in a deep voice.

"Oh!" Lu Heng hung his head, let out an obedient sigh, and then walked over nervously.

"Turn around!" Seeing Lu Heng in front of him, he looked dejected. Ouyang Mochou smiled coldly and began the game of her beloved queen.

Lu Heng still turned around.

With his back to the female demon behind him, Lu Heng's heart was beating hard.

"Get down!" Behind him, there was a voice that made Lu Heng's heart tremble.

"You, what are you going to do?" Lu Heng subconsciously covered his little ass and asked with a crying voice, his voice trembling under the worry in his heart.

"Huh?" Ouyang Mochou's eyes glared, a fierce color flashed, and his face suddenly fell.

How can this be true, it is simply unreasonable.

Being coerced to this point, where is the majesty of men?

At this moment, Lu Heng thought of Ximen Qing, oh no, it was Wu Song's blood-spattered Mandarin Duck Tower's brave killing scene. Immediately, a righteous qi rushed to my heart.

Suddenly, he turned his head and stared at Ouyang Mochou with a righteous look in his eyes.

Lu Heng's actions like this scared Ouyang Mochou a lot.

After Ouyang Mochou subconsciously took a step back, he happened to see the smug look flashing in Lu Heng's eyes,

"How daring!" Ouyang Mochou realized that he had just shown weakness, and when he thought of this, he was immediately furious. With a flick of the wrist, the four silver needles flashed again,

"I tell you! Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated, Kong said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness...... Uh, okay, I'm down, can't I get down? After Lu Heng made a generous statement of words, he suddenly saw a silver needle shining with cold light in Ouyang Mochou's hand. Immediately changed to a magical smile, and after bowing with a flattering face, he turned around obediently, and then threw himself to the ground and fell to the ground with a thud.