Jizhou Thorn Shi Abo Gan lay on his side on the felt mat and burped, and the smell of wine and garlic came up.

Xiao Qiao on the side didn't seem to hear anything, didn't smell anything, and took care of herself to put the wine bowl into the empty meat basin.

Xiao Qiao's previous maid was called Mei Mei, and she was split in half by A Bo Gan.

The Han slave, whose life is cheaper than livestock, actually covered his nose when his master vomited!

However, after sobering up, Ah Bogan still regretted it a little. In the chaotic world, it is easy to hack a beautiful woman to death, but it is difficult to find a beautiful woman.

After many nights, after kicking away those stupid women who talked more than nothing, Ah Bogan hated himself for being faster than his brain when he thought of Meimei's thin waist.

Until a few days ago, I got this little trick.

Xiao Qiao was in a group of fleeing Han people, with men's clothes and dusty faces, mixed with several clips in front.

When she passed a few steps away, Ah Bogan, who was on the horse, could tell at a glance that it was a woman disguised as a man. He pointed with his horsewhip and asked his soldiers to bring the grizzled "man" over.

The pro-soldier complied with obvious suspicion. Ah Bogan jumped off the horse, grabbed Xiaoqiao's bun and dragged it back, took the water bladder of the pro-soldier, and poured it down with his head and face. After the dust on his face was washed away, his pink cheeks were exposed, like a lotus flower blooming in a muddy pond.

The pro-soldiers let out a lip smack soaked in primal desire. Ah Bogan suddenly tore open Xiaoqiao's cloth robe. Xiao Qiao screamed, instinctively reaching out to cover up, but Ah Bo slammed it hard, she unconsciously reached out to save her hair, and her pink bandeau and snow-white shoulders were instantly exposed in front of a group of men.

The pro-soldiers began to gasp for air. The fleeing Han people quickened their pace and walked away, and none of them looked back. Han people who don't have a seed, they won't be able to get by for a strange woman and a Xianbei person's knife!

When Ah Bogan asked one of his own soldiers to take Xiao Qiao back to his tent, the disappointed soldiers almost drowned in their own saliva. Ah Bogan believes that if it is not his own discerning eyes that recognize the pearl, but the soldier's recognition, this woman will be immediately ** on the spot. It's a pity that they are clumsy, and they let go of the cooked duck in a few clips in a row! "The contemptible people are happy to be in bed, and there are countless women, and they have long been trained to be sharp-eyed, how can they be compared to those rough people who are soldiers?" Ah Bogan thought a little smugly.

At this moment, Xiaoqiao knelt on the ground and wiped the dishes, her fingers were like thin onion sticks, and her straight black hair hung down, covering half of her white face.

Ah Bo is ready to move.

Ah Bogan is famous, known as the seven women who can be in one night. What he is most proud of is that no matter how reserved, how stubborn, and how inobedient a martyr woman is, as long as she understands his methods, she will become a hungry and horny slut.

Whenever these women screamed uncontrollably and wriggled like snakes, Abogan's pride rose high, as high as his congested house.

He likes to watch women lose under his crotch and be convinced. Every time he talks about a war with his generals, Ah Bogan will use a woman as an analogy: "Fighting a war is the same as fighting a woman, the harder you are, the better." If you don't have blood, you can't get hard! ”

At this moment, Abogan is hardening.

No, it's full of soldiers.

The suffering of the soldiers, the commander playing with women in broad daylight, this is not good. Xianbei's subordinates can't turn the sky, which doesn't mean that no one in the court can use the topic to play. The emperor now likes to use a few Han ghost ideas, and keeps saying that he wants to rectify the rule of officials. If someone grabs the handle and makes trouble behind the back, it's hard to say how far it will go. There are really a lot of people who are greedy for this Jizhou thorn history.

He exhaled heavily, stood up and walked out, screwing his hands on Xiaoqiao's ass.

I poured a soak of urine on a small mound of earth very eagerly, and the commotion was a little discharged. When he lifted his trousers, he saw a man dressed in bright red clothes galloping towards this side on horseback, and at a glance he knew that it was a messenger from Heijo. Pingcheng is more than 1,000 miles from here, and the red-clothed envoy can get there in two days without changing horses.

The messenger removed the cylinder from his back and poured a roll of paper from it. Ah Bogan opened the stamped wax seal, and as soon as he unfolded it, he saw a seal on the head of the text, and the pattern was three red arrow clusters, which was the symbol of the most urgent document issued by Shangshu Province.

Ah Bogan subconsciously put away the paper roll, yelled at Ah Qiao, and told her to go away. Then I felt ridiculous: I didn't have to read it out loud, I was afraid of something.

The urgency was to the effect that the forward troops under the command of Liu Yu, the general of Longxiang Wang Zhenxi, were attacking and advancing towards Tongguan, an important town of Qin, but the army lacked food and was unable to last, so it was urgent to get Liu Yu's support. The eldest grandson Song and Ah Bo's cadres had to try their best to drag Liu Yu's main force to the death, so that they could not land to support Wang Zhenxi.

The inscription is the autograph of the Five Soldiers Shangshu and the Provincial Great Seal of the Monk's Book. But Ah Bogan knew that this was the emperor's own intention, and the Five Soldiers Shangshu was just written according to the procedure.

Ah Bogan called him to join the army, told him to collect the urgent mail and write the receipt, jumped on his horse, and arrived at the Yellow River in the blink of an eye.

In front of him was the scene he was accustomed to these days: although the Jin army fleet was against the wind and water, it was slowly and stubbornly heading westward, with no head or tail in sight.

There are large and small ships. On the huge deck of the big ship, there are three stories of wooden buildings, from the waterline to the top of the mast, as tall as two adult poplars.

Growing up on horseback, he had never seen a southerner ship before, so he couldn't calculate how many men, horses, equipment, and grain could fit on such a ship, and how many elite soldiers could be accommodated in the entire endless fleet.

Standing on the shore and watching these behemoths move slowly, after a while, you will have the illusion that you are sliding in the opposite direction, being transported far away to an unknown place.

He didn't like it.

The soldiers suddenly made an uproar. Ah Bogan looked up and couldn't believe his eyes.

From the back of a large ship, a small boat came out, about ten or so paces long and five or six paces wide. The large hatch like a turtle shell covered the entire ship, and not a single person was visible from the outside, but the boat was moving fast.

If you look closely, more than a dozen oars stick out of the hole under the hull, rowing very neatly.

In the blink of an eye, the ship came to a large ship, and like a wild duck, it turned nimbly and turned behind the big ship.

There was a burst of exclamation from the Xianbei soldiers, whose minds accustomed to horseshoe could not comprehend such magical things.

Ah Bo couldn't help but scold: "The cunning Southern Barbarian, there are really a lot of flowers!" ”

At the same time, he became anxious: the surface of the Yellow River was controlled by Liu Yu, and no matter how powerful the cavalry was, they could not step on the surface of the water to attack. In the past few days, although he ordered an archery attack and killed and injured a number of Jin soldiers, this could not stop the Jin army fleet at all. Liu Yu is cunning and cunning, and he was attacked and humiliated to such an extent, and he refused to go ashore to fight back, and it seemed difficult to achieve the goal of holding him back.

Looking up at God, the blue robe is clear, and the wind is hunting, and I can't guess which side he is on.

turned the horse's head and wanted to discuss countermeasures with Changsun Song.

At this moment, a shouting sounded behind him.

Ah Bogan looked back, and a thought instantly rose:

God in the blue robe is still on the side of the Xianbei people.