When Zhang San woke up again, the sky had turned white.
Last night I stayed up all night with the King of Loulan, drinking and having fun. It was really refreshing.
But after I woke up, not only was my head feeling dizzy, but my waist was also aching.
After patiently checking, I found that no one had hacked me, so I felt relieved.
At this time, the hall was in a mess.
Even though the palace staff quickly cleaned up the blood stains and corpses, the smell of blood still penetrated the nose, making people feel a little nauseated.
A grunting sound like a landslide and tsunami came, which made Zhang San's ears hurt.
This voice even seemed familiar to him, and he once thought he had returned to the Mohist Experimental Base in the Great Qin Empire's workshop.
The huge thing called a steam engine was steaming with vast white air, as if it were in a fairyland.
This kind of thing was completely beyond Zhang San's understanding, which made him think that Boss Qin was really a god!
Otherwise, why can it soar into the clouds?
Zhang San shook his head vigorously, temporarily putting these distracting thoughts behind him.
Then he stood up with three unsteady steps and walked towards King Loulan.
"Your Highness? Your Highness?"
I pushed it gently twice and found no response.
He directly forced the two to fight, but they still didn't wake up.
Seeing that it was getting late, Zhang San was afraid that if he didn't show up, Li Xin would lead his army to massacre the city.
So he took advantage of the dim light of the morning sun and staggered towards the outside of the palace.
At this time, the people in the Loulan Palace looked at Zhang San with frightened expressions, completely different from the disdain they showed the day before.
Zhang San didn't care. After leaving the palace, he walked along the street towards the outside of the city.
Even though the curfew has not ended yet, the city gate is still slowly opening, and it is the highest etiquette.
The troops guarding the city of Loulan had obviously also undergone a purge.
At least Zhang San felt that they were different from the people he had met before.
Of course, it's possible that I remembered it incorrectly.
Anyway, when blood slowly seeped out along the gaps in the city wall, you knew something unpleasant had happened here.
Zhang San waved his hand casually, which was regarded as a greeting.
Last night, Da Qin's fear must have been deeply engraved in the minds of these people.
Zhang San got on his horse and ran towards the east unsteadily.
Sure enough, not long after, when passing through a forest, he was tied up around the waist with a rope!
Zhang San was not nervous at all. As soon as he closed his eyes, he snored.
The moment he fell off the horse, a group of men in black surrounded him and caught him firmly.
Hearing his thunderous shouts, the extremely majestic man in black who led him couldn't help but curse:
"damn thing!"
...
"Oh, your mother, Dunlun, drank fake wine!"
When Zhang San woke up again, covering his head and grinning, he did not feel as refreshed as after waking up. Instead, he had a severe headache.
He looked up and saw that the sky outside had turned dark.
Obviously, he had slept all day and night.
Li Xin was whining and sharpening his knife beside him.
It took three years for Li Xin, a once heroic and noble young man, to become more capable in the Western Region where the sword licked blood and the yellow sand filled the sky.
If Qin Feng saw him, he would definitely admire him, he is as strong as a bastard.
"You're not dead? I thought you were dead."
Li Xin glanced at Zhang San and said coldly.
Zhang San stood up, picked up the teapot and filled his belly with tea, then he felt better.
He rolled his eyes and said:
"Death? I won't die."
Li Xin snorted lightly and said:
"Whether you die or not has nothing to do with me, I'm afraid that Boss Qin will blame you later.
After all, even a pig in Da Qin cannot die outside the territory without any reason!"
Zhang San waved his hands and said with a smile:
"You know nothing! The tip of the knife licks the blood, and it feels so good to play with the person in the palm of your hand!"
A few years ago, the guy named Kuai Che and I hit it off immediately, and we had a long talk and slept together.
He said he was afraid that he would never come back, so he gave me his vertical and horizontal skills, but I didn't expect it to be so useful."
Li Xin hung the sharpened knife on his waist, sat down on the chair, frowned and said:
"Boss Qin told me that Kuai Che is a lunatic, so don't have any contact with him!
His only role was to learn Roman language and send it to the West to see if it would be useful."
Having said this, Li Xin paused and sighed:
"But this Kuai Che is indeed a talent.
How difficult it is to learn nonsense from Jiligulu, yet he was able to speak it so fluently after just one year.
If you have a normal mind, there is nothing wrong with staying in the army."
Zhang San crossed his legs and clapped his hands.
Suddenly two exotic Western dancers walked in.
One pinched his shoulders, another pinched his legs, and the third handed a cut watermelon to his mouth.
Zhang San couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said:
"This is the enjoyment! These fair-skinned beauties smell a bit strong! Why the hell do they still smell like cumin?"
Li Xin curled his lips and said disdainfully:
"They are just a bunch of barbarians, and they have no place on the stage.
You went to Loulan alone this time, I thought you would never come back."
Upon hearing this, Zhang San suddenly became proud, he shook his head and said:
"With your brain, all you can do is fight.
If you can subdue others without fighting, you have to rely on my mouth!"
Li Xin did not answer, but asked:
"How do you know that King Loulan will cooperate with you?"
Zhang San said proudly:
"Because I have found out clearly that Cheriji's wife is the sister of the King of Kucha!
Of course, King Kucha is also a ruthless man, and he doesn’t know where he got more than twenty sisters.
Either marry the powerful ministers of various small countries, or marry the king.
So, the King of Loulan is not a fool, Cheliji is just the agent used by Kucha to control Loulan."
Speaking of this, Zhang San smiled obscenely and said:
"I heard that Na Cheliji can enter and leave King Loulan's harem at will at night!
King Loulan is like a shrinking bastard, he doesn't even dare to fart!
It is said that one day, when he was having sex with his beloved concubine, he heard that Cheriji was coming, and he ran away without even wearing kucha seeds! Make way for him!"
"hiss!"
Li Xin suddenly took a breath of cold air, what kind of pure tauren is this!
At this time, he finally understood why Zhang Sanhui was so sure.
No matter which man came here, he couldn't bear such humiliation!
Using the power of Great Qin to cleanse Cheriji's forces is what King Loulan has always dreamed of!
Li Xin nodded and said:
"That's fine. After three years of fighting, in order to avoid fighting the Western Region Allied Forces, I retreated to Yumen Pass. I am ashamed of Your Majesty and the Prime Minister.
If we can have Loulan as an ally as our base of advance, it will be a great benefit to us."
Unexpectedly, Zhang San said with a strange expression:
"Who said you want to be an ally with Loulan?"
"Ah? What did you say?"
Just when Li Xin looked confused, Zhang San explained in a serious tone:
"The politicians talk as casually as farts, just listen to them.
Where are the Splatoons? Quickly prepare 800 dead soldiers and prepare for a sneak attack on Loulan!"
