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Chapter 751: The Decisive Battle (12)

When all the generals had withdrawn from the tent, Zamu pushed the woman in his arms onto the felt carpet. Zamuhe, who was half-drunk, spewed wine in his mouth, looked at the woman and said with a smile: "Changsheng really favored me and let me get a beauty like you." I don't care where you're coming from or who you are. Since you have entered my tent, then you are my woman in Zamuhe! ”

He threw himself on top of the woman, rubbing his bearded face against her still-delicate skin.

She ate and smiled, and did not resist.

Zamuhe violently ripped off all the clothes on her body, and even tore her beloved dress. This is a long dress of a Han woman, which is very beautiful.

Her white jade-like skin exuded an alluring glow in the light, and although she was no longer young, her skin was still very elastic, her waist was still slender, and there was not a trace of fat on her lower abdomen. Her breasts are still towering, just as charming as a girl's delicate breasts.

She tightened her legs and pulled a felt blanket to cover half of her body, but her lying posture was too sultry, and the blanket added a lot of charm to her fair body. Her slender waist and legs twisted gently, and her slender legs like white sheep fat jade made people feel blood gushing. The carpet covered her hips, but it made a seductive arc.

She lifted one leg and rubbed her toes against Zamuhe's naked, muscular chest.

"My Great Khan, I have been your woman since the day you carried me into the tent."

She smiled and said, "I'm yours, just yours." Great Khan, you are the strongest man in the world, you can give me happiness, give me happiness. ”

Her toes slid slowly down Zamuhe's chest, eventually landing on the object under Zamuhe's crotch. The soles of the feet rubbed back and forth there, one at a time, as provocative as possible.

Zamuhe's eyes were filled with the most primitive desires, and he let out a low, beastly growl. Leaned down and grabbed her ankles, and forcefully parted the charming pair of slender legs.

No foreplay, no caresses.

The stabbing was a little overwhelming for her, but she made a look of enjoyment. Gasps, moans, resounded in the tent, as if to encourage the rough man to demand more roughly.

The wind outside the tent became more violent, whining and howling, like the sound of a trumpet, and faintly the sound of fighting and the clanging of scimitars could still be heard.

It's like, it's a ghost crying wolf.

The raid on the Turkic camp had already set out, and the sound of the horses stomping on the ground drowned out the shouts from the tent. In the thick of the night, tens of thousands of cavalry marched out of the camp like a long line.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of breathing in the big tent gradually stabilized.

Zamuhe sat up, grabbed the wine bag beside him, unplugged it, and poured it down. He looked back at the exhausted woman and smiled contentedly.

"You are truly the best gift that Immortal Heaven has given me...... You are more fascinating than those young women who can only cry and scream in pain, and conquering women like you makes me feel that I am not old yet. ”

"The Great Khan is at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, when it is the strongest."

She curled up in the felt carpet and pretended to be well-behaved.

"The women of the Central Plains are beautiful!"

Zamuhe sincerely admired: "Although the women of the grassland are hot, no one can wrap people more than your legs. Energetic! Ha ha! ”

He laughed loudly, not at all worried about his son, who had been captured by the Turks.

"Why did you come to the prairie?"

He asked.

"I told you...... There was a thug who destroyed my home, killed all my family, killed my man, and snatched my daughter...... He took everything that belonged to me. Now, that thug is sleeping in my house, and my daughter is lying beside me. My esteemed Great Khan, you don't know, my daughter is a hundred times more beautiful than me, and her body is the most perfect gift that Immortal Heaven has prepared for you. ”

She got up and fell on Zamuhe's lap: "As long as you can help me take back everything I have, I am willing to serve the Great Khan with my daughter." ”

"Your man is dead?"

Zamuhe asked.

"Dead!"

She gritted her teeth and nodded, thinking to herself that the waste had already accepted her fate, what was the difference between being dead and dead?

"Looks like he didn't tame your little she-wolf!"

Zamuhe laughed and stroked her smooth back: "Wait until I kill all the Turks first and take back my throne...... I will lead my troops south, whether it is or not, I will go to see the splendid rivers and mountains of the Central Plains. By the way, I will help you get your home back, help you get your daughter back, and let your enemies crawl at your feet......"

Zamuhe took another sip of wine, which ran down his bare chest and dripped onto her.

"I want him dead!"

She muttered viciously, "I'm going to kill him with my own hands!" ”

That night, those two slaps.

She still hasn't forgotten that in the dead of night, every time she thinks about it, she feels a hot pain on her face.

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On the steppe was a decisive battle between the Turks and the Tielers.

Inside and outside the city of Xiangyang, it is a decisive battle between the three parties.

Li Xian, King of Yan, Li Shimin, King of Qin, and Emperor Xiao Milling of Liang.

There is no doubt that if the decisive battle between the Turks and the Tiele is a war to change the pattern of the steppe, it is a war for the position of hegemon. So here in Xiangyang City, no matter who wins the final victory in this decisive battle, it will also change the pattern of the world. If Li Shimin wins, then he will be able to reverse the decline, not only can he have a large territory in an instant, but he may also become the master of Chang'an City in the shortest possible time, and even the master of the Central Plains.

If it is the king of Yan, Li Xian, wins, the land of Jingxiang will be peaceful.

Jiangnan Suiping, Sichuan and Shu land Suiping.

Since ancient times, Jingxiang has been a very important place, and whoever wins it has the opportunity to further dominate the world.

On the very night when the Turks were celebrating their first great victory, the Great Khan of Tiele Zamuhe conquered a woman in his great tent. In the grand and majestic palace in Xiangyang City, Guan Xiaoshu, who was dressed in a black robe, sat opposite Emperor Liang Xiao Miao, smiling, and his eyes were full of confidence.

In the camp of the Qin Wangjun, Li Shimin sat in front of Wei Chigong's bed. looked at the still unconscious Ai Jiang, his eyes were sad.

In the tallest tent of Yan Yunjun, Yan Wang Li Xian's fingers gently stroked a woman's cheek, wiping away tears for her, his fingers were attached to her face, and she was attached to the temperature on his fingers.

After so many years of separation, she finally saw him again.

Ou Siqingqing was smiling, with tears in his eyes.

"Ann no ......"

She called softly, and then threw herself into Li Xian's arms and cried silently. On the grassland, in the small building by Qingniu Lake, she missed him every day, and she also quietly wept. Looking at the clear but icy Qingniu Lake, it seems that his reflection is all on the surface of the lake.

Sitting by the window of the small building, she always remembered the first time she met him. His boots, his smile, his stiff bow behind his back, his bent back.

She would always remember the night when he first appeared at Qingniu Lake. She sat by the window that night thinking about him, and then he suddenly appeared in his window without warning. It's like a thief who has managed to steal her heart.

Today, seeing him again and touching him, Ou Siqingqing unbridled to vent his tears and thoughts.

Li Xian stroked her hair, and his eyes were full of apologies.

"I'm sorry for you"

He said.

"I won't be bitter when I see you."

Ou Siqingqing raised his head and rubbed his tears and snot on Li Xian's clothes: "I don't want to leave you again, okay?" I don't want to go back to the prairie again, okay? ”

"Good!"

Li Xian nodded, very hard.

Ou Siqingqing, who was streaked with tears, laughed, and was particularly charming under the lights. She hugged Li Xian's neck violently and took the initiative to kiss his lips.

Li Xian hugged Ou Siqingqing's waist tightly, feeling her cool and soft lips.

The two of them kissed for a long time, so long that it seemed to stop. The lights in the tent flickered, but they couldn't separate the shadows of the two men.

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Guan Xiaoshu, who was sitting in front of Emperor Liang Xiao, took a sip of the teacup with an indifferent expression. He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, even though he had said he was in a hurry. In the imperial study of His Majesty the Emperor of Daliang, the small stall head of the sixth department of the Military Inspectorate, from the small official of the fifth grade, looks more like a master.

Xiao Mozai carefully read the handwritten letter of Yanwang Li Xian twice, and then let out a long breath. He placed the letter on the table, and his arm drooped down.

"This thing...... I would like to consult with the courtiers below. ”

Xiao Mo glanced at Guan Xiaoshu and said solemnly: "Although my Liang has reached the verge of destroying the country, I am still the emperor. This Xiangyang City is still my national capital, and there are 100,000 civilians in the city, and I am responsible for them. I want you to give me some time, okay? ”

Guan Xiaoshu thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Please Your Majesty ...... as soon as possible My lord is sincerely waiting for your reply, Your Majesty, and you also know that the situation of the battle is changing rapidly, and if the decisive battle begins before you make a decision, even if you make the most correct choice, I am afraid that you will miss the best opportunity. ”

Guan Xiaoshu stood up, hugged his fists and said, "You should be able to make a judgment on who the final winner of this war will be." Today, who is the real hegemon! Leave...... Please Your Majesty arrange it as soon as possible. ”

With that, he turned to leave.

After leaving the palace city, he walked for a while with twenty military guards, Guan Xiaoshu suddenly thought that since he had already appeared openly as an envoy, why did he have to go back to the broken temple to live? So he immediately turned around and arrested one of the Liang soldiers who was secretly following him.

"Go back and tell General Zhou Fangwu that from today onwards we will live in the post station."

The soldier ran back in a panic, and after a while, someone came out of the palace to guide Guan Xiaoshu and the others. A military guard approached Guan Xiaoshu and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to send someone to invite the head of the ten thousand stalls?" ”

Guan Xiaoshu shook his head and said seriously: "Let him sleep in the temple, it is more suitable for him." ”

The inquiring spy hesitated, nodded and obeyed the order.

"Pigs...... Pigs...... Where to sleep, naturally sleep in a broken temple......"

Guan Xiaoshu hummed a few words softly, and his voice was extremely low...... Extremely low.