This is not right.

Zhao Guang frowned, thinking in his heart.

Back inside the barracks, the camp was brightly lit and still very lively. The aroma of wine and meat came to the nostrils, and when the athletes came back from the task, they had to have a good meal, which was a mellow and sweet grape wine, and each person also got a small pot.

A large number of caravans followed behind to provide logistics for the army, which was small in number, but its purchasing power was amazing, and the grapes were purchased from the caravans, as was the wine and meat. Even though they had just experienced the war, the merchants also built a commercial system at the fastest speed, and Persia was also a rich land, with tens of millions of Dingkou, so it was naturally nothing to purchase materials and supply the army.

Zhao Guang didn't know about these things, and he didn't want to think about them. The sage books he read, he had limited knowledge of economic affairs, and he didn't look down on these things, so he took a sip of the cool grapes, and Zhao Guang's eyes were still dangling the corpses of those Persian coolies.

Just because he added this meal, the money spent was used to buy a nest, and I am afraid that he could buy a lot. Hundreds of people ate this meal after completing the mission, and the cost was probably enough to feed the people of a coolie camp for a day.

The army is obviously not short of food, but the general has to treat those coolies harshly, those poor people who have become the people of the Tang Dynasty. There is no reason, no reason. The soldiers of the army were like being in heaven, eating and doing nothing all day long, and many of them even grew fat, so much so that the general ordered them to double their training, and not far away, in the Persian camp under the moonlight, the Persians were like a hell of Abi.

The athletes talked and laughed while eating and drinking, and after they were full of wine and food, they went back to the tent to rest. Even the soldiers under Zhao Guang's command also left after saying goodbye. Zhao Guang sat there alone. Still frowning.

The subordinates also ignored him, this airborne lieutenant can't be said to be incompetent, but he is a fool, the soldiers don't like it, and they also keep a polite distance from each other. If you can ignore him farther away, the soldiers will not take the initiative to approach him.

It doesn't look like a barracks, it looks like a bustling bazaar. There were even tents in the barracks where some women lived, and that was with the permission of the general. The merchants in the caravan offered a very high price, and they did not need copper coins, only gold and silver coins, but they were all young Persian women, who looked passable, and the beauty of Persian women was famous. The Anxi warriors were not short of money, and they naturally got a lot of gold and silver coins along the way, so the business of these Persian women was excellent.

Since the establishment of this special tent area, Zhao Guang has also frequented it. He is a lieutenant. Naturally, there is no shortage of money, and there are many Umayyad gold and silver coins. His mind is under a lot of stress, and this is also an effective way to relax. But now it's night, it's the most lively time in the tent area, the army has its own rules, even in places like this, now to vent, you have to wait in line outside the tent area, even the officers have no privilege.

It's nothing for the soldiers to wait in line, there are many people but lively, laughing outside, listening to the movement inside, and appreciating the kung fu of the robe, which is also an interesting thing, but for Zhao Guang, it is impossible to get by by mixing in the middle of the soldiers and waiting to become the guest of honor in the curtain, so he can only give up.

He also knew a Persian woman, who was a very poor little girl, whose father was driven to the city of Isfahan by Ibrahim's army, and naturally died in battle, and another brother was driven by the lord to build the city, and he was also captured by the lord and brought here to earn money for the lord. She was a very good-looking little girl, smart and beautiful, and she could actually say a few simple words in a short period of time, and even make Zhao Guang understand what she wanted to express, which was absolutely clever.

Such a smart woman is also outstanding among the Persian women in the tent area, and naturally there is no shortage of guests. Although the soldiers are not allowed to play in vain and do not give money, these Persian women are never allowed to choose guests, so there are always a lot of people lined up in front of the little girl's tent, and Zhao Guang often has to wait until the dead of night to wait for the opportunity to meet her.

Last night, Zhao Guang just met the little girl, who was already very tired, but she still served him wholeheartedly. He didn't want to disturb her tonight, but his heart was too chaotic, and only her petite and soft body could give him a moment of peace, so Zhao Guang decided to wait for a while to find her.

The smart and beautiful girl is not the best business in the tent area, she can only be regarded as middle and upper, after all, her body has not fully grown, and she looks a little greener, not all Anxi men like this type. The tall and plump Persian girls are often the first choice of Anxi men. So wait, there's still a chance.

Zhao Guang did not go back to his tent, found a quiet corner in the camp and sat down, looking at the moon in the sky, the corpses in front of him were still lingering.

They were all born and raised by their parents, and they were already the people of the Tang Dynasty, but they were killed alive like this, so it was too much.

I don't know what the general thinks, but in Zhao Guang's opinion, this is not right.

Everyone has compassion, so Zhao Guang doesn't think there is anything wrong with his own thoughts.

After midnight, the camp slowly became quiet. The Persian women in the tent area have the right to drive away guests at this time, and there are rules in the army that they should not force such a person to stay. Most of the best Persian women exercise this right because they are tired of the large number of customers. And when it is close to midnight, the soldiers will give up the queue, after all, daily training is indispensable, and military law will never forgive you if you can't get up in the morning.

Zhao Guang didn't have to worry about not being able to get up in the morning, since he left Wannian City, his sleep time was getting less and less, and he was already used to it.

The camp was still bright, but there were fewer people walking. The Anxi military camp is loose inside and tight outside, surrounded by barbed wire trenches like iron barrels, there are scouts in the distance, and there are open and dark sentries nearby, but there are no rules in the camp, as long as you can ensure half-day training during the day. Zhao Guang stood up and walked silently towards the pink tent area, most of the soldiers he met along the way were lower in rank than him, although he didn't know him, he took the initiative to salute when he saw him wearing a captain's badge. This is the rule in the army, and Zhao Guang also returned the salute according to the rules, and then continued to walk forward.

The pink tent is specially made and is a sign for the women's residences settled for the athletes in the army. Zhao Guang walked outside the small tent in the corner, coughed softly, and then lifted the curtain and walked in.

There was no one else in the tent, only the beautiful and lovely little girl. It had been quite past midnight, and the little girl had exercised her powers, and was diligently cleaning her tent. Seeing that it was Zhao Guang who came in, the little girl put down the bucket in her hand and gently brushed her hair, with a smile of joy on her pretty face.

This man is the only one who really pitied her. Naturally, the clever little girl could perceive this.

"Will ...... Army! ”

"I'm not a general, I'm just a lieutenant." Zhao Guang looked at the little girl with clean eyes and smiled gently.

The little girl's official language is not fluent, but she can understand Zhao Guang's words. A smile appeared on her little face, and she walked over and leaned on Zhao Guang's arms: "Will it be...... Checkmate. ”

Zhao Guangwen smiled gently, took the little girl's hand and sat on the carpet.

The little girl had cleaned it as hard as she could, but there was still something special about the tent. It was inevitable, after all, her identity could not be changed, and unless Dehgan, who had sent her here, came to take her away, she would have to live like this until the day the army left Isfahan.

Will it be a general? Zhao Guang didn't know. From a lieutenant to another general, it is actually not too far away, but with his situation in the new army, I am afraid that this step will be difficult to pass.

In Vanity Fair, you can't care less about these things, and to say that you don't care is just self-deception. However, these things are not within his control, but can only be decided by the general.

The Persian girl's eyes are very good-looking, and the two shallow dimples on her little face are extremely cute when she laughs, and it has been past midnight, and she is obviously a little tired, but she still moved to sit on Zhao Guang's lap.

There was no clothing under the long skirt, and the delicate buttocks had an amazing elasticity, and only through his shirt, you could feel a very wonderful touch.

Turning her head to look at Zhao Guang, the little girl pointed to the wooden barrel on the ground, and her clean eyes showed a hint of shyness: "Wash ...... It's over! ”

Zhao Guang's eyes showed a hint of pity, took the beautiful Persian girl into his arms, and said softly: "Don't worry." ”

The girl let out a soft "oh" and said nothing more.

The two slowly lay down in each other's arms and collapsed on the carpet. The beautiful girl looked at the man opposite, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes, but more shyness.

At this moment, Zhao Guang felt extremely quiet. Such quietness can only be brought to him by this beautiful little thing.

She probably knew that he was coming, so she had already washed herself, which was already precious.

The girl's eyes slowly became quiet, and she boldly stretched out her little hand, lifted Zhao Guang's robe, untied his crotch cloth and threw it aside.

Then she leaned closer into Zhao Guang's arms, and her beautiful little face was gently raised, looking at Zhao Guang's face.

What a beautiful little thing, Zhao Guangxin said.

The two were so close that the girl under the candlelight was as beautiful as a statue, and her clean eyes were like morning stars, and they were like clear pools, which made people seem to be intoxicated by them. The soft body rubbed against Zhao Guang, but it was like leaving.

Zhao Guang didn't feel that the dust roots were erect, and he stretched into the girl's belly, feeling that he was abnormally sweet.

The girl let out a soft "um", looked at Zhao Guang with clean eyes, and whispered: "General...... Brother ......" (To be continued.) )