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Chapter 68 Battle in the Brothel

It stands to reason that since people are so generous, Yun Zheng should be generous enough to have a drink. However, he did not do so. Instead, he asked with some confusion: "Don't be busy now. There is something I haven't done yet."

I want to understand, looking at you like this, you are all drinking happily, and you don’t seem to be worried about the Liao army that is already close at hand? Are you not afraid that drinking will cause trouble? "

"Huh? Marshal, don't you know the conclusion of today's military meeting?" Yun Ji looked surprised.

"What conclusion? I haven't come back yet, how can I know?"

"Oh, that's it." Yun Xi took over his brother's words: "The commander-in-chief said during the military meeting today that the Liao army coming towards Yan Yun is most likely a guise. He concluded that Xiao Tianzuo will definitely not

He would really bring a large army to attack our Xiongguan City. If the commander hadn’t said such words, we wouldn’t have dared to come and drink on the eve of the enemy’s invasion, wouldn’t we?”

"A cover? Is the dispatch of 200,000 Liao troops just a cover?" Yun Zheng didn't look particularly surprised on his face. After all, it was his father's decision, but in his heart he couldn't believe that the King of the North Campus personally led it.

The 200,000-strong army is just a cover, so what is the main force? How many people should there be?

Yun Kun said: "When the commander first said these words, everyone was a little confused. They thought that an army of 200,000 people had been dispatched. I was afraid that it couldn't be true. But later, the commander showed us some intelligence and finally concluded that the Liao army

The real target is Xixia. As for the 200,000 Liao troops on the Tanzhou front line, they are actually to prevent us from taking the opportunity to attack the Liao Kingdom."

Just when Yun Zheng was about to ask what information made them all agree with his father, he suddenly heard Yun Yi slam the table: "Brothers, the young marshal crown ceremony is about to take place. Although we are very poor, we can't make anything with yellow and white things.

But you can’t do this without showing off at all, right? The three drinks just now were just aperitifs, they don’t count. Now is the official start, so...who comes first?”

Yunzheng was startled. Could it be that these scumbags didn't even take a few bites of food before they started drinking heavily? Aren't they so fierce?

Jiang Guangsheng was also a talkative guy. When he saw Yun Yi taking the lead, he immediately stood up, raised a glass of wine towards Yun Zheng, and said boldly: "Young marshal, I give you a drink, Old Jiang!" He didn't care about Yun Yi.

What did Zheng say? He just raised his neck and it was clean.

Yunzheng laughed dryly, picked up the cup, and looked like he was about to drink. Then he suddenly remembered something: "Hey, the wind is blowing, so what, isn't this a brothel? Why are we just a group of men shouting here, and those two just now?"

indivual……?"

Why is Yun Yi so easy to fool? He didn't talk nonsense with Yun Zheng at all, pointing to his wine glass: "Hey, young marshal, drink the wine first."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Yunzheng had no choice but to hold his nose and admit it. He poured the wine into his mouth, but he didn't notice any taste, so he swallowed it all. When it reached his throat, he suddenly felt, hey, this wine

Isn’t it strong? Why does it feel that the taste is much lighter than the wine of our time? He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that the wine-making technology and equipment of this era are far worse than his own world, there is no

It is reasonable to have high alcohol content. Yun Zheng really doesn’t know the name of the wine he is drinking now, but according to his estimation, the alcohol content of this wine will not exceed 18 degrees in future generations, and it is definitely a low-alcohol wine.

, only slightly higher than wine and beer.

Fuck, who's afraid of drinking beer? Yun Zheng's waist straightened up in an instant. He thought back to when he was in college, and he and a few boys in his class climbed over the wall at night and went out to eat supper in a small restaurant outside.

, when can I not order a few bottles of beer? The best time I have ever done was when I drank thirteen bottles in one night. I even had to pee. Since the wines in this world are all low-alcohol wines, then we are not the ones.

A little wine god? Niang Xipi, the weight of thirteen bottles of beer, based on the wine glass in front of you, not to mention a thousand cups, a hundred cups will always be the same.

When Yun Yi saw that Yun Zheng had finished his cup, he shouted: "Okay!" Several other people also cheered. Yun Xi, who was sitting next to Yun Zheng, smiled and filled Yun Zheng's cup again. Yun Yi saw that Yun Zheng had a strange expression on his face.

He looked at himself, but did not speak. He thought he was asking him to answer the previous question. He smiled: "Young Marshal, it is true that this is a brothel, but because you are here today, Marshal, we don't dare to let those people carelessly."

The girls came over to accompany us for drinks. As far as I know, Madam has not even given the Young Marshal a match for the girl in the bedroom? Oh, we don’t dare to make a mistake like this. What if Madam finds out that we are fooling around with the Young Marshal in the brothel and takes away the Young Marshal’s child?

I've left my body here, I'm afraid it's going to be a lot of trouble, hehe, don't be surprised, Marshal, this is for your own good, right?"

Damn it, I didn’t mean to ask someone to sleep with me, but I just asked a few girls to accompany me to drink with you. Doesn’t this have a big relationship? Yun Zheng glared: "What are you thinking? What are you thinking! Dirty

!Why do you think I asked them to come here? It’s just to pour wine, you know? Looking at your virtue, I know...well, what the hell is that?"

Yun Yi laughed and said, "Okay, I'm not good at being dirty. But Marshal, let me tell you the truth. It's useless to call me here to pour wine. As long as we keep drinking, sooner or later the person who is accompanying you will become the person who is accompanying you."

Sleeping... Look at that boy Yun Sheng, let me tell you Young Marshal, if you feed him a pound of wine, let alone the girl accompanying him, even Jiang Guangsheng next to him may be dragged by him to accompany him.

sleep!"

As soon as Yun Yi finished saying these words, the whole private room suddenly burst into laughter. Yun Sheng was furious: "Dafeng, don't just talk about me. We don't know how you behaved. Apart from the young commander, who drank last time?"

You are so stupid that you took off your shoes and chewed your toes for fun?"

"Pfft!..." Yun Zheng spit out the sip of wine he had just taken into his mouth, coughing and laughing: "The wind is blowing, I really can't tell, so you kid has a hobby of nibbling on your own toes?

Hehe, this hobby is very rare, but it’s interesting...Brothers, no one can run away for a while, no one of us is allowed to leave until we make this kid chew his toes today!"

When Guo Zhengbei heard that Yun Zheng was the guest, he also laughed happily: "Okay, okay, we won't stop talking until Feiyang is drunk today. Feiyang, today is no better than the last time I was at your house. You had a helper that time. I'm always here."

Guo Luo lost half a cup, today there is a young marshal leading the team, if you don’t want to drink enough, we will drink ourselves to death, haha!”

Yun Yi was exposed by Yun Sheng and provoked by Guo Zhengbei. He was furious: "Guo Datou, you are so proud. The Thousand Refining Sword you lost to me last time has not been delivered yet. This time

If you lose again, I think you’ll have to wear your pants and go back naked!”

Guo Zhengbei's neck stiffened: "Last time, I, old Guo, was confused by your tricks. I don't remember what you said. Thousand Refined Swords? It's not like I, old Guo, don't know his family background. How could I agree?

This?... At most one hundred refining swords, if you want it, don’t pull it down! It’s up to you to decide!”

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