Such a strong woman, Liang Zhaodi was stunned. Look at the one at the head, a woman with a big shoulders and a round waist, and the muscles on her body are no less than those of men. Look, look at a nice side-to-back fall, and the creep is thrown to the ground. This girl, where did she get a body of fat, which is difficult for men to reach.

Whew!

Draw the knife and face each other, what's the matter? If you can't beat these women, you start to use the knife? Liang Zhaodi looked at it, it's not good, you stupid soldiers, you have fallen for their plan to divert the tiger from the mountain. Liang Zhaodi looked at a group of women on the mountain road in the distance, half-squatting, looking at the white cloth bag on her shoulder, and there was a seal with the word "Cheng" on the white cloth bag. It was table salt, which was specially mined by the subordinates of Cheng Jinjin, the general of the Northwest Army.

According to Cheng Jun's standard configuration, these salts weigh half a stone per bag. According to the calculation of half a catty and eight taels of the Daduan Dynasty, one stone is equal to fifty kilograms, and half a stone is twenty-five kilograms, that is, fifty catties. These women carried 50 pounds of salt on their bodies, and walked on the steep hillside road, but they walked on the ground.

I saw the women carrying salt on their shoulders, and the fish came out in a row, and their movements were light and neat. It seems that the general is not carrying fifty catties of salt, but light cotton.

"Murder, hooliganism, General Zhuguo has killed the women of the good family" Liang Zhaodi was looking at the group of women in the distance, like ants, carrying other people's fruits home. And this side began to shout, and the voice was sharp and piercing. Liang Zhaodi retracted her gaze and looked at the women here who were disheveled, and some even showed their snow-white shoulders......

The soldiers beside them had nothing to do with them, allowing them to slowly retreat. Whenever any of the soldiers tried to arrest them, they began to shout. It's like a fried cat, and the woman is a cat, Liang Zhaodi understands a little.

The soldiers have the name of the general of the Zhu State on their heads, and they must not disturb the people, let alone harm the military regulations of the women of good families. Seeing that his achievements were taken away "above board" like this. The faces of the little soldiers are angry and hateful, and they have the ability to put on their clothes, and it is good to fight you for 300 rounds.

However, these women seem to have grasped their weakness, and will not be hard with you, as long as you step forward, I will take off my clothes myself, which is a good interpretation of the power of "overcoming rigidity with softness".

Helplessly, those little soldiers had no choice but to watch them leave with resentment. The mouth kept shouting and scolding: "Bandits, bandits, these hateful female bandits!" ”

Female bandits? Liang Zhaodi listened to the little soldiers talking like this. Thinking of the land of the Hu people in the northwest, the folk customs here are really strong! Even women are so brave, and it is not uncommon for men to come out and snatch unscrupulously. There are these women to compare, if they don't come out, wouldn't they be as good as these good old ladies.

"Master Hou!" Liang Zhaodi walked over, and the soldiers gave up.

"If I'm not mistaken! You allowed a group of women to loot our salt, and the salt we were fortunate to have been harvested was 'handed away' by you? ”

"Master Hou, it's not us who give it to others" The little soldiers are young and vigorous, Liang Zhaodi distorted the facts like this, they felt very wronged, and said: "It's them scoundrels!" ”……