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The twenty-fifth pre-dinner game

War is a life-and-death killing field. After the cannibals died everywhere, they also started using bows and arrows. Although it was not too dense, it was very accurate. From time to time, there were muffled sounds from the defense circle of the convoy, occasionally mixed with

With a low scream, Cheng Chumo carried a large shield and protected Yun Ye tightly. Xinxin's shield didn't even have an arrow on it, unlike Lao Zhuang's shield which had long since become a hedgehog and was loaded onto a ballista.

The protection is really brilliant. Gongshu's armor only needs to be seen through the window made of steel wire, and he can clearly see the enemy's movement. There are two burly auxiliary soldiers behind him who are dedicated to winding up the string. He is only responsible for firing. Now he

He no longer cared about the nearby enemies, and just relied on the super long range of the ballista to snipe the reinforcements behind him. Yun Ye saw with his own eyes that a war horse was pierced from the chest to the anus by a siege chisel. After it fell to the ground, it was kicked twice with difficulty.

When the hoof is lifted, there is no more movement.

Yun Ye was getting more and more idle. There was not an arrow within two feet of him. Cheng Chumo was also bored. He handed his shield to the Yun family guards and returned to his horse, waiting to attack at any time. After another round of cannibals, Yun Ye became more and more idle.

After the attack was crushed, the only fifty cavalrymen in Yun Ye's convoy pushed away the sledge with the help of the auxiliary soldiers and began to counterattack.

Cheng Chumo and Lao Zhuang rushed into the enemy's camp with shouts. Ma Shuo was like a dragon out of the sea, rolling in the crowd. Those big cannibals became less and less as they fought, but they still refused to leave, especially when they were fighting fiercely with the Tang army.

This was a strange war. It seemed that they were not here to fight, but to die. The auxiliary soldiers began to cross the sledges and advance towards the battlefield. The leader of Lao Niu's soldiers shouted a chant that Yun Ye could not understand,

He urged the auxiliary soldiers to kill the remaining cannibals one after another.

The auxiliary soldiers finally arrived at the battlefield. They shouted, threw away the bows and arrows in their hands, and began to use swords and spears to deal with the cavalry that could not run. No matter how elite the cavalry was, if it could not run, it would be worse than the infantry. Four or five

One person dealt with each other. The battle ended quickly. The cavalry did not ask for mercy from the beginning to the end, but just howled like wild beasts.

Sun Simiao crossed over from behind the sledge and came to Yun Ye and asked: "Who are these people? Beards?"

"Looking at their attire, they look like cannibals, but I believe they are not. Muhammad himself is in Medina. I'm afraid all the people who don't believe in Islam will be killed. You know, Muhammad preached with the Quran in one hand.

, He who holds a sword in one hand, believe in me in this life, and those who do not believe in me will perish. These people who do not worship at sunrise and bring wine with them, how can they be Muslims, don't you think so?" Yun Ye turned around and asked the man who was captured by Cheng Chumo.

guy.

Facts have once again proved that all translators are afraid of death. This guy was no exception. He fell to the ground and hugged Yun Ye's feet. He kept kissing Yun Ye's shoes, but he kicked them away.

"Tell me, who are you? Why did you deceive us?"

"Almighty and brave general, we are just servants sent to invite you to a banquet. Those damn slaves are just a small game before the banquet. Our guests all like to play a little game before the banquet.

The humble Abdullah thought that the general also liked it, so he arranged such a little game." Cheng Chumo and the others were furious, thinking that this bastard named Abdullah was talking nonsense.

But Yun Ye believed it. Persian nobles had this custom. They used the lives of slaves to please their guests. In order not to affect the guests' mood, they would cut out the slave's tongue, just to stop the slave from screaming before his death.

, affecting the guest's mood for drinking. They believe that the reason why a noble is a noble is because he has noble sympathy, so every time he will put a crime on the slave. For example, this time, they arranged the crime of deception, deceiving a

Nobles are to be beheaded, so nobles can kill them with peace of mind without having to show noble sympathy.

Opening a slave's mouth, sure enough, there are three hundred slaves without a tongue. This is the price for inviting Yun Ye to drink.

Yun Ye was about to explode with anger now. No wonder their tactics were so rigid. No wonder he didn't even have an arrow around him. He must have rushed into the battle formation, and those slaves wouldn't even dare to resist, right? Damn it, you

What I have is a slave, I can mess with it as I please. All my men are fucking companions, and now six of them are dead, just for fun? What bastard did this?

Looking at Abdullah at his feet, this name is the name of a cannibal. In other words, these slaves are all cannibals, pagans who do not believe in Allah. Yun Ye, with a livid face, made a gesture to Lao Zhuang

With the gesture of beheading, Lao Zhuang did not hesitate at all and just dragged the knife across Abdullah's neck, and the head rolled down.

Walking on the battlefield, only the cold wind blew by. Yun Ye's heart was even more desolate than the cold wind. The slave lying on the ground had no armor, only simple clothes, and the exposed skin was covered with large patches of frostbite...

The wind blew up the white snow on the ground, and there was a camel bell ringing. The sound was elegant and lively. A white little camel walked out of the snow powder in the sky, like an elf. It stopped at Abdullah

Next to the corpse, he knelt down and kept ruminating in his mouth, as if talking. There was a silver box on its back, which was very beautifully made. Cheng Chumo opened the small lock and found that there was an invitation inside.

A roll of pure white parchment.

Xu Jingzong opened the sheepskin scroll and read softly: "Marquis Yun has come all the way, and I am very happy. He sent two or three of his sons to play with each other in front of the steps, chatting with the military princes and laughing. Now there is a fine wine from Persia, which is available to all countries.

The beauty dances with the white snow and sings to welcome the north wind. It is so beautiful. I really hope to get drunk with Marquis Yun, can you?"

After Xu Jingzong read the words on the parchment, he looked at Yun Ye blankly. With his extensive experience, he had never encountered such a treat. This is a pervert of his mother, dancing with white snow and welcoming the north.

Feng Song? This is a naked threat. If you don't go, there will definitely be a lot of freezing beauties sent over tomorrow. Who is this? He knows me so well and knows my weaknesses so well?

Regardless of the fact that he forged official documents, he followed aristocratic etiquette. Even though it was their etiquette, from the fact that he could easily make a fool of three hundred people, it can be inferred that he had far more than three thousand men under his command. Lian Jie

Li doesn't have such a big reputation, so he can't go. If this guy sends five or six men to play with him under the tent again, I don't have enough manpower to fill his teeth. Even with the five hundred elite cavalry behind him, it will be very difficult.

It's a problem.

I didn’t say anything, let’s change clothes. He is a noble, and I am also a noble. You can’t let him underestimate you. Lao Sun can’t go, and Cheng Chumo can’t go. He can only go with Xu Jingzong and Lao Zhuang. Let Sun Simiao keep an eye on Cheng Chumo.

Don't give me Fan Erbing. The situation is not good now. We can only use tricks to deal with them. If one person can't do it well, everyone will be ruined. I told Cheng Chumo this truth several times before he drove the little camel up and let it go.

go back.

Following the camel, Yun Ye was dressed in a black fur cloak, a soft fur hat on his head, and a pair of deerskin warm boots on his feet. The cloak was decorated with a black pearl the size of a dragon's eye. I don't know where my aunt got it from.

Anyway, Yun Ye's outfit has improved the financial image of the Yun family several times. In Chang'an, Yun Ye wouldn't wear this outfit until he died. It was too embarrassing. He just tried wearing it last time and made Xin Yue lie on the bed laughing.

She couldn't get up and said that she only saw leather and pearls and didn't remember what the person looked like.

Xu Jingzong looked well-behaved. He wore an ordinary scholar's uniform with a lambskin cloak on top. He did not wear a cloak like Yun Ye did, which made him look refreshing.

Lao Zhuang had two long knives stuck on his back, a horizontal knife on his waist, a bow and arrows on his horse, and two bags of arrows hanging on his sides. He wanted to be armed to the teeth.

After riding for less than two miles, there was a carriage waiting. Yun Ye and Xu Jingzong abandoned their horses and got into the carriage. It was cold and windy outside, but inside the carriage was as warm as spring. There were two charming women, bowing to the ground, Yingying Yanyan.

She didn't know what she was talking about. Before Yun Ye could say anything, she took off Yun Ye's boots and stuffed Yun Ye's cold feet into her arms. Her plump breasts were deformed by the pressure of her feet, making her feel smooth and greasy.

Yun Ye's face suddenly turned into Guan Yu's.

In contrast, Xu Jingzong was much more natural. The old man put his feet on the girl's warm chest, looking as if he was content with taking drugs. At first glance, he looked like a strong man in the romantic field. He even kept his feet up.

He moved around on the girl's chest, causing the girl to giggle non-stop. The girl's hair was brown and she was not a Tang Dynasty woman. With the obscene idea of ​​winning glory for the country, Yun Ye also carefully moved his feet up and down.

Activities left and right...

"Marquis Yun, please open your mind and be proud of yourself when you can. Don't worry. I think the host who invites guests may not have any bad intentions. Maybe he wants something from Marquis Yun. When the time comes, Marquis Yun will be able to open his mouth like a lion."

, make a good fortune, but as agreed, everyone who sees it will have a share!"

During the battle, this grandson was lying on the sledge and couldn't get off. He even asked the old servant to lie on him to block the arrows for him. Now he came to life again and pretended to be cool. This is the nature of a wallflower. It will be more difficult to deal with him in the future.

The two minds are right.

"Where did Lao Xu start from saying this? They have no good intentions in Shuofang. They tricked us into the desolate and inhabited prairie. We are either rapists or thieves. We must be careful." Yun Ye could only listen to half of Xu Jingzong's words.

Even less.

"Haha, Marquis Yun is overly worried. You and I know nothing about the military deployment of the Tang Dynasty, and we are blind to the dynamics of the court. Therefore, it is impossible for us to treason, and it is impossible to betray the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty. These two

If there is no more, what is there to fear? What you and I have now is just a lot of talent, and they can’t take it away. When we meet such a hospitable host, it would be a sin not to enjoy it to the fullest."

"Come on, the woman's feet are almost warm, now let me warm my hands again..."!~!

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