Chapter 12: New Writing (1)

Guo Tu has been accompanying Hu Chuquan and others for several days to win over the heads of the Xiongnu tribes, because he has been slow to start, has been beaten by Xuan Twelve, Guo Tu naturally did not dare to slack off, it was night, in Hu Chuquan's Zuo Xian Wang tent set up a feast, all the people invited were hostile, Hu Chuquan and others were opposed to the head of the clan leaders, Guo Tu pretended to be Hu Chuquan's military advisor, and Wen Chou was the head of the personal nurse.

Tu Ge, Yelu, Heavenly Wolf, Murong, Su Li... These old tribes are intertwined in the Xiongnu, the roots are very deep, and they have always hated the Central Plains, and Yu Luo Shan died in the Central Plains, they are more unwilling to surrender to the Central Plains, and they are even more unwilling to obey the orders of Hu Chuquan and others.

In the past few days, Guo Tu has been courted by Hu Chuquan and Liu Bao with frequent good words, and the heads of the five departments are even more disdainful in their hearts, thinking that Hu Chuquan has no power and no power and dare not do anything to them, and they all look even more arrogant, and they don't take Hu Chuquan and others in their eyes at all.

In the round tent, the gorgeous Central Plains dancer twisted her waist to her heart's content, and with the cheerful drum music, she couldn't stop posing in a sultry pose, like a wave of unstoppable tide, which couldn't help but invade the nerves of these Hun nobles, these women were specially selected by Hu Tao through Miaoyinfang, for the barren and bitter Huns, many people may not be able to see such a beautiful Central Plains woman in their lifetime.

Everyone in the tent stared at each other with wide eyes, staring at each other. His gaze always wandered over the sensitive parts of the women. One by one, the hearts of joy bloomed. The one that itches in the heart is called a tight one.

"Everyone, everyone, this is a gift from my lord Zuo Xian Wang to you, a heart, not a respect, Da Dan is not in the Xiongnu these days, thanks to your efforts to maintain the stability of the Xiongnu, Zuo Xian Wang is very grateful. Come, girls, if you don't go to serve your lords, remember, you must serve you well, and if you don't make the leaders happy, King Zuo Xian will definitely not spare you. ”

"Yes..."After a few glamorous dances, under Guo Tu's orders, these dancing girls twisted their graceful waists one by one and quickly pounced on the tribal leaders who were already full of ugliness, the leaders of the monkey hurry. One by one, the eyebrows opened and smiled, and the big thick hands took these women in their arms without hesitation. Some directly hugged the girl on their laps, and even under the buttocks of the beauties, they could feel the words that were already ready to move.

In the big tent, the laughter is more unscrupulous, Wen Chou holds a sharp razor in his hand, skillfully grabs the fat sheep roasted in front of him, learns the eating method of the Huns, directly cuts a piece from the roast sheep with a razor, grabs it in his hand and stuffs it into his mouth, while eating barbecue while drinking strong wine, indifferent eyes, and constantly looking at the ugliness of everyone in the tent, after a while, I see that these people are fascinated by women, one by one to the girl in their arms and hug, big hands greedily roaming and kneading on the woman, if not taking into account etiquette, I'm afraid that I will take off my pants and turn over the horse in this big tent directly, and give the beauty in my arms to the Fa on the spot.

A cold and cruel cold light suddenly shot out of his eyes, and he got up and glanced at Hu Chuquan and Guo Tu, Wen Chou turned around and strode out of the camp.

Looking at the tall back of Wen Chou's departure, Guo Tu and Hu Chuquan glanced at each other, and their hearts suddenly trembled, everyone knew that General Wen Chou was going to make a move, and while these tribal leaders were having a lot of fun and their attention was attracted by women, Wen Chou was going to lead the soldiers who had been ambushed around him to suddenly attack, and first get rid of the Hun soldiers brought by the leaders of each department.

The effort is not big, about an hour, Wen Chou stepped into the tent again, no one cared at first, but, as Wen Chou strode into the tent, a rush of blood also floated into the tent, everyone looked up at Wen Chou, and couldn't help but be frightened and tensed, even the hands on the woman's body were all touched to the waist.

The robe on Wen Chou's body was stained with scarlet blood, and on his resolute face, his eyes were cold and ruthless, without the slightest human emotion, and he was cold to the extreme.

"What are you going to do?" Someone reluctantly stood up from the ground, took out the scimitar on his waist and asked Wen Chou.

"Poof..."Before Wen Chou could reply, the dancing girl next to the man suddenly took off the hairpin on his head and inserted it into the man's heart accurately.

"Puff puff puff..."Almost at the same time, the leaders of the various departments who were dizzy by the female fan, no one was wary of the crisis around them, the women trained by the Miaoyin Workshop, although there are very few who know kung fu, but under the cover of beauty, even if they are weak women who are powerless, once they suddenly make a move, few people can dodge.

"From tomorrow onwards, whoever dares to have any more objections to King Zuo Xian will end up." Stretched out his finger and pointed at the leaders of the various tribes who fell in a pool of blood in an instant, and Wen Chou shouted in a cold voice.

That night, a total of more than 50 heads of various departments were eliminated in one fell swoop, and after solving these people, Wen Chou immediately led the troops to the camp of the Tu family, overnight, the blood washed the Tu family full of old and young, Guo Tu also took the large sum of gold and silver sent by Hu Tao to give it to those tribes who chose to support Hu Chuquan to take the position, after tomorrow, everyone knows that those who go along will prosper, and those who go against will die, and the tribes that choose the opposite will never escape the bloody purgatory killing.

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"Father-in-law, it's time for you to drink medicine......" As soon as dinner was over, Diao Chan took the soaked soup and medicine to Wang Yun's bed.

Wang Yun doesn't know what's going on recently, he is always in a trance, drowsy, weak during the day, and can't lift up the slightest energy, but at night, especially after drinking the decoction, his whole body is full of qi and blood, and there is a warm current surging along the dantian all over his body, and he feels that his spirit is particularly vigorous, especially Wang Yun, who has been silent for many years and has always been alone after the death of his wife, always has a strong need for women in his mind.

Obviously, his decoction was tampered with, who else can do this except Xiao Zhao Yue?

Moreover, there are all kinds of amorous styles, the delicate Diao Chan, the stunning beauty of the city and the country, and the impact on Wang Yun is gradually breeding, Wang Yun is correcting no more, no longer indulging in women, and the psychological line of defense is also on the verge of crisis step by step.

Diao Chan bent down to gently lift Wang Yun up, and gently cushioned the pillow under Wang Yun's head, Wang Yun's head was almost all attached to Diao Chan's chest, and the hot wave of women's fragrance generally impacted Wang Yun's consciousness unconsciously, the full arc under the colorful skirt, the amazing gully under the snow-white jade stem, the flawless snow-white jade-like skin, and the refreshing fragrance... All made Wang Yun lose his mind, even if a few strands of green silk under Diao Chan's bun were caressing Wang Yun's weathered face, it also made Wang Yun's heart ripple. (To be continued.) )