Dressed in a thin shirt, his heart was terrified.

The tribute girl was only allowed to wear another big hat and press the corners of her skirt, and she was driven out of the camp.

Outside, the sun was already setting, and the grassland was darkening.

The Turkic soldiers are now victorious.

It's very wanton.

Bonfires lit up in large numbers.

There were Turkic singers singing and dancing, and they surrounded the bonfire to reward this tiger and wolf army.

Everywhere was filled with the unbridled laughter of soldiers, and there were dancing girls in Luo skirts.

They eat meat and drink wine in big bowls, and they dare to guard the pass so arrogantly!

It seems that the enemy is strong and we are weak, and the situation is very obvious.

This Qin State was murderous and waved his troops south, not taking the force of the Jiangnan countries in his eyes.

Pathetic, hateful!

I didn't expect that one day this national shame would be so directly projected on her Xia Moyang's body.

Her body was trembling under the fluttering robe, and her hairs stood on end.

Every step I take, I want to escape from this hellish place.

But...... If she escapes, she will surely die.

Perhaps, the death is more bleak.

Xia Moyang was like an animal, driven to a big tent by the soldier with a scimitar in his hand and an evil eye.

This military tent is majestic.

Vermilion door curtain, engraved with a bird pattern.

This is the marshal's tent, and the one inside should be that Yu Wenheng。。。。。。

"Get in!" The soldier at the door waved his scimitar and drove Xia Moyang and Ling'er inside.

Xiao Xia's vision blurred for a while, which must have been caused by being too nervous.

I shook my head and saw that there were other tribute girls in this tent.

They also showered and changed.

Approximately, under this robe, she is the same as her, and she is naked at all.

It's just that there are ten people in total, and in groups of two or three, they are divided into different clothing colors.

Xiao Xia and Ling'er were dressed in white, while the dancing girl and the other two tribute girls were dressed in black clothes.

There were other women dressed in blue and red.

Xia Moyang was intuitively disgusted with these intentions, and he didn't see the ingenuity of this perverted general.

They were all his playthings.

Objects of arbitrary desecration and disposal.

Just thinking about it like this, Xia Moyang tightened his heartstrings even more.

"See the marshal!"

Footsteps could be heard behind him.

Hearing that the guards outside the door were so greeting, even the soldiers of the Qin State who were guarding them in the tent were solemn and bowed their heads respectfully.

Xia Moyang knew that it was the pervert who had returned, his scalp was numb, and his knees were weak.

It just so happened that the tribute girls from other countries had already knelt on the ground, so Xia Moyang's frightened move became logical.

The people in the tent parted on either side, consciously making way for the people who came in.

Xiao Xia didn't dare to look up.

Crawling on the ground, the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

What is more terrifying than death is that his life was so hastily pinched in the hands of a demon who kills people without blinking an eye and hunts for sex.

She shouldn't be able to find the owner of the phoenix tears and is about to return to the west.

I knew this earlier, what was she so strong?

Xia Moyang regretted that his intestines were green.

She stood in the last row of the tribute girls, only knowing that the killer Yu Wenheng passed through the crowd and passed them step by step.

Sitting on the marshal's chair above there, he didn't look at any of them with covetous eyes.

"Marshal, these women are Qiuzi, Liangguo, Zhao, Yan, Chen, Qule, and the princesses sent by Liang Guo."

There is a soldier and Yu Wen Heng above this report.

。。。。。。

The atmosphere was momentarily stagnant.

Xia Moyang didn't dare to look up and didn't hear any sound.

The silence in the air was a huge psychological shadow for her.

I was about to look up and take a sneak peek, but I heard a muffled voice that seemed to come from something.

"Princess? Hehe, it's just a tribute girl! Beauty and gold and silver, those emperors in Jiangnan, can't think of a third way to beg for mercy! ”

This is Yu Wenheng who speaks?

Xia Moyang didn't feel even more strange, this voice sounded really weird!

"Lift your head! Let the marshal take a look. ”

The female officials of the Qin State looked grim, and they knelt down.