Chapter 118: Dong dong! Dong dong!

  Hong Tai 25 years March 28.

  Lunar month: Jingchun, Phenology: Tong Shihua, Lunar phase: Waxing crescent. Auspicious: Breaking ground, going out, repairing graves, offering sacrifices, building houses, moving into a new home, opening markets, praying for good fortune, placing the ridgepole of a roof, capping, hairpinning...

  This is an auspicious day in the Yellow Calendar, a good day calculated by the Imperial Observatory.

  At the hour of the Tiger, all things come to an end and begin again.

  Emperor Hongtai, dressed in his imperial regalia, went to the Temple of Heaven to pay respects to his ancestors. All officials above the fifth rank gathered at the Gate of Heavenly Reverence and accompanied him to the temple for worship. With a majestic air, Emperor Hongtai declared: "The vast territory under my rule stretches from Bashu in the west to the Eastern Sea, and from Minyue in the south... The people are prosperous, the army is strong, and our generals are brave. The Northern Di has repeatedly provoked us, looking down on our rich and peaceful Central Plains. They have gone too far, and I must take Heaven's place to punish them. I beg that Heaven and our ancestors will not blame me for this."

  At noon, all things sprout and come out.

  Hong Tai Emperor led the civil and military officials to the southern suburbs to worship heaven, declaring the northern expeditionary edict: "When the Northern Di entered the Central Plains, people were divided into nine grades, and the Southern Han people were treated as livestock. The land of the Central Plains was in a state of great suffering, and within the four seas, disasters and chaos caused suffering to all people. Until the end of the previous dynasty, the world was in great turmoil, I led the army to defeat the bandits, rewrote the Spring and Autumn Annals, re-distinguished between Chinese and barbarians, grasped the power of the universe, and proclaimed myself emperor at Jinling, already twenty-five years have passed. My imperial majesty's merits and virtues will be left for future generations to evaluate... Now the Northern Di is cruel, I follow the heavenly mandate, command the six armies, defend against the north, drive out the Hu barbarians, eliminate violence and chaos, bring peace to the people, stabilize the universe. Rescue millions of people from water and fire, restore the great tranquility of the rivers and mountains..."

  At dawn, all things shake and grow.

  After the ceremony, Emperor Hongtai of Beijing attended the swearing-in ceremony at Nanjiao Pointing General Platform, where General Wang and all officers were present. In front of the army, he announced the "Northern Expeditionary Edict". To stabilize the military morale and boost the soldiers' spirit, Emperor Hongtai also declared the "Ten Crimes of the Northern Di", demonstrating his determination to punish them. After the ceremony, Emperor Hongtai personally handed over the Tiger Tally to his 19th son, General Wang Zhaozun.

  At noon, all things branch and leaf densely cover.

  General Wang Zhaojun of the Divine Martial Army gave a speech on the platform, his boots were clean and his robe was dusty. His face was filled with a strong killing intent. He personally inspected the troops, emphasizing the discipline and style of the Northern Expeditionary Army, making a final pre-battle mobilization, saying: "I wish to die in battle, if the northern barbarians are not driven away, I will be wrapped in horsehide and sworn not to return to court."

  At birth, all things have already grown up.

  The vanguard camp and the heavy camp were ready, the sunset was shining on the official road in the suburbs of Beijing. Car after car of grain and grass, car after car of military equipment, row after row of craftsmen, team after team of soldiers, in the light of day with a solemn and murderous glow, marched northward in formation, preparing to meet a bloody battle. Xia Chui followed behind the grain cart team, his nose filled with the smell of straw and dry grass, his ears filled with the sound of uniform footsteps, all the blood in his body surged to his forehead, his palms were sweating profusely...

  At Xu time, all things are old and ripe.

  The sky was dark and the evening colors were heavy, but the mansion of Duke Chengguo became noisy. After investigation, it was found that Princess Jingyi of the State of Jing had contracted a highly contagious "smallpox". Duke Chengguo hastily entered the palace to report. Immediately, Jingyi Garden was isolated, and guards were dispatched to keep watch. All the maidservants who had contact with Princess Jingyi were not allowed to go out again.

  ……

  ……

  It is said that "the army has not moved, but the grain and fodder have gone first".

  At that time, the grain and grass camp was equivalent to the logistics support troops of later generations. They marched ahead of the main army with the vanguard camp officers and men, heading towards Jizhou. This team had a considerable number of people. Xia Qi took the military seal of Er Gui in early summer and did the lowest-ranking soldier's job. Even after mixing into the camp, he was just an inconspicuous little soldier.

  At present, the army is a military system, except for the regular troops in Beijing and its surrounding areas. These people are soldiers during wartime and civilians during peacetime. However, many craftsmen in the logistics camp were recruited, equivalent to technical arms in later generations. They will not participate in direct combat but are responsible for the maintenance and guarantee of bows, crossbows, firearms, grain, and fodder.

  The second day after going to the logistics camp on the seventh day of summer vacation, I regretted it.

  She never expected that the commander of this northern expedition's logistics camp would be Xia Chang, the young master of the Wei State Duke's mansion, and one of the deputy commanders was his younger brother Xia Yan. She had met Xia Chang before, and as soon as they met again, she regretted it beyond measure.

  So in the few days of marching from Ying Tian Fu, she didn't have time to think about whether Zhao Zun would discover that she had slipped out of the capital, but only tried her best to avoid Xia Chang and Xia Yan, two brothers who could be evaded. Fortunately, she was just a small soldier, and Xia Chang and Xia Yan were unlikely to notice her.

  She was in a small flag, the flag was a black-faced uncle with a tiger's back and bear's waist, everyone called him Lao Meng. A small flag is equivalent to a company in modern army, belonging to the lowest military unit, with a total of ten people. Lao Meng was very kind, taking care of her young age, not assigning heavy military duties to her, but arranging her to cook instead.

  Although it was frustrating that a special forces soldier like him had become a cook, he thought about it and decided to tolerate it for the time being. For now, he would just stay put until they arrived at Ji Zhou, where she would find a way to get rid of Zhao Zun and then make him her military advisor instead.

  "Xiao Qi, first time on the battlefield?"

  Hei Lian's uncle, Old Meng, was also a very talkative uncle. In the past few days, among the ten people in the whole team, he had noticed this thin and small boy who always kept silent and stared blankly into space, and couldn't help but feel curious about him.

  "Yes, it's our first time on the battlefield."

  On the seventh day of summer, Xia looked at the fluttering flag in front of the fleet and smiled casually.

  "Meng Xiaoqi, this is also my first time."

  When she heard the voice, Xia Chuiqi turned her head back and smiled at the man who belonged to the same small flag as her... No, strictly speaking, he was still a boy, called Xiao Bu. He looked younger than Xia Chuiqi, about 13 or 14 years old, with a smile that showed his innocence and naivety. According to him, his age was not enough to join the army, but because there were too many brothers and sisters in his family, he had lied about his age in order to get this military ration.

  Lao Meng looked at the two smallest children in the whole village and couldn't help but laugh.

  "Exercise is also good."

  Xiao Bu had just entered the battlefield and was curious about everything, finding everything novel.

  "Meng Xiaoqi, you said our logistics camp people can meet the Northern Di barbarians?"

  Lao Meng picked up a thin bamboo toothpick, picked his teeth and smiled with an open mouth. "That's hard to say, though. But thinking about it is not easy either. I've been in the logistics camp for over ten years, gone through several battles, encountered enemy raids burning grain, but never had a chance to fight on the battlefield."

  Xiao Bu scratched his head, as if he had let out a sigh of relief.

  "That's good, I haven't married a wife yet, and I don't want to die."

  After hearing his words, a bearded man next to him came over, shouting in a loud voice, laughing with an open mouth revealing a set of black teeth. "Youngster, thinking about women? Hehe, when we arrive at Qingzhou and set up camp, I'll take you to the city to visit the brothels, have some fun, how's that?"

  Xiao Bu's face instantly turned red and he looked down in embarrassment.

  "I won't go."

  Lao Meng glared at the man and sneered, "Hei Pi, don't play tricks on this kid anymore. Be careful he wets his pants at night and soaks your crotch." On a military expedition, it's not like being at home, they're all big men, basically sleeping together in one tent at night.

  At the beginning of summer, Xia was a little girl. These days she had been choosing the corner of the camp tent and squeezing in with Xiao Bu, her heart reciting "Amitabha" all night long. Every time she thought of Zhao Zhu's eyes, her body would shudder. She didn't dare to think that if Zhao Zhu knew she was sleeping with several men every night, he might strangle her to death.

  She was thinking in her mind, but they had already started chatting.

  Lao Meng was picking his teeth and asked Heipi, "Is your wife about to give birth soon?"

  That burly man with a hoarse voice and a head full of black teeth is Hei Pi. Upon hearing this, he let out a sigh and said, "Yes, it's almost time for her to give birth. The neighbors all say that she has a pointed belly, so the baby must be a boy. Who knows when I'll be able to come back and see my son..."

  "What's the hurry? Anyway, it was you who planted it, not Old Zhang from next door..."

  "Old Meng, you're bullying people, aren't you?"

  All the way laughing and chatting, a group of men talking about their family, some with meat and some without, nothing is taboo. Xia Chuqi rarely spoke up all along, not because she was low-key, but because she didn't want to draw attention from others, let alone be discovered by Xia Chang or Xia Yan.

  Among the ten people in Xiao Qi's group, she and Xiao Bu were the youngest and shortest, making them the target of jokes. However, she often had a cold face and didn't bother with others, so although she wasn't very noticeable, no one dared to make fun of her either. Only Xiao Bu was naive and childish, often getting teased.

  "Xiao Bu, want to sleep with a woman?" Hei Pi teased him again.

  "I want."

  Men are still men even if they haven't grown up, and nowadays men and women are all precocious. Xiao Bu's transformation from initial shyness to now nodding without hesitation is just a matter of a cup of tea. Upon hearing his words, several men burst out laughing, causing the people in the nearby car team to also join in with thunderous laughter. Hei Pi became even more energetic, shouting loudly.

  "Hey brothers, let me sing a song for you guys to relieve boredom?"

  "Sing, sing, sing! Best to sing the song sung by the young lady in the Ruyi Building!"

  "No problem!"

  In the midst of thunderous laughter, Hei Pi stood on the carriage, pinched his throat and sang an aria.

  "The Double Fifth Festival is my birthday, I wear a green silk jacket, my small feet are wrapped in pointed shoes, untie the fragrant silk belt, strip naked, insert a willow branch, and let the slave girl come to bite me."

  "Haha... Great singing!"

  He was clearly a big, old man, but he sang in the manner of a young girl, which was quite amusing. Not only did it delight the group of people who had been traveling with him for over ten days, but it also made Xia Chuyi laugh out loud. Everyone else joined in, urging Hei Pi to continue singing. Hei Pi was a bit of a show-off and wasn't embarrassed at all, so he got into the spirit of things and started singing again, this time using the same tune as the girls from the brothel, complete with hand gestures and affected vocal mannerisms.

  "Dew on lotus leaves, like pearls in sight. My foolish heart threads the line with care. Who knew your watery nature would change so much? This side disperses, and then rounds to that side. What a wronged soul you are! You're really going to dazzle people..."

  It's getting more and more lively here, a group of heavily armed soldiers are holding their stomachs and laughing wildly. As they laugh, Xia Chuqi, who had been hanging her head low, suddenly felt something was off. The crowd's laughter twisted for a moment before stopping abruptly.

  "Stop singing! There are still over ten miles ahead before we reach Weizhou and the border of Qingzhou Prefecture, so everyone be careful."

  The voice of the newcomer was warm and familiar, Xia Qi's head hung down, his palms clenched tightly, and his heart felt a little empty. This person was none other than Xiao Chang, the young master of the Wei Guo Gong Fu.

  This time, Emperor Hongtai appointed Xia Chang to take charge of the logistics camp, although he was just a "logistics commander", but these were all old soldiers who actually didn't buy his account in their hearts. He was a heavenly official who had not experienced military life and was considered by many to be a weak scholar who walked through the back door and ate the leftovers of his father Xia Tingde.

  But what he thinks in his heart is unimportant, now that he is the commander of the logistics camp, everyone has to listen to him.

  "Alright, Young Master, we all know what's going on, just let the brothers have some fun."

  Xia often rode on a tall horse, looked around at the soldiers and said in a low voice, "Don't be careless, there are more and more refugees fleeing south along this road, and we don't know what situation will happen ahead."

  "Yes, Commander!" someone sighed weakly. "But there's a battle going on up ahead, so of course there are refugees fleeing south. If they weren't fleeing, that would be strange..." He didn't say it outright, but the implication was that Xia Chang had no experience with battlefields.

  Xia Chang didn't know if he understood or not, his hand on the hilt of his waist knife tightened, as if somewhat helpless. Having taken charge of the logistics camp's affairs, he had always wanted to get along with the people below him, and in recent days, he had made a lot of effort, seeing that they didn't show any contempt, he pursed his lips, looking at Hei Pi.

  "Sing another one, don't sing this kind of song that shakes the military's morale."

  Everyone seemed to have not expected him to say this, and they all stared blankly.

  Until Old Meng kicked Heipi with one foot, Heipi finally reacted and laughed, opening his face with a loud "Ah" and singing loudly.

  "The bay is small, but the harbor is large. Official ships come and go in a confusing manner."

  The soldiers heard the military worries, the people heard the civilian fears, where can they go to distinguish between true and false?

  "The wind blows over this house, hurts that house, and only stops when the water is exhausted and the geese fly away!"

  At this moment, a "clip-clop" sound of horseshoes echoed in front, pounding on the dusty official road. From afar came a loud shout of "Report!", followed by a heavily armored soldier jumping off his horse. Judging from the whiskers on his face, it was clear he had come from up ahead.

  "The Commander-in-Chief has an order! General Wang has a command!"

  He soon handed over a fire-sealed letter. The singing stopped, Xia Chang opened it and read it, then replied to the person, "Brother, go back and report to the lord, the luggage camp will definitely arrive on time."

  That galloping steed has departed, and the crowd no longer has the heart to sing.

  In fact, on the third day of the expedition, Zhao Kui's Northern Expeditionary Army had already arrived ahead. Although the logistics unit "advanced first", the grain, grass and military equipment of the vehicle team were all heavy goods, and the marching speed was much slower.

  Just five days ago, the vanguard led by Yan Ergui had already arrived in Jizhou, facing off against the Northern Di. The 5,000-strong vanguard incorporated the remnants of Ma Pengyi's troops and took control of Xiachang Town outside Jizhou City at the cost of a single night. Zhao Zun's main force had arrived at Xiachang Town three days prior. Upon arrival, they did not wait to garrison but instead launched a fierce attack and captured Jizhou City in one fell swoop.

  Dark clouds press down on the city, as if it's about to collapse, but golden armor shines towards the sun, scales unfolding.

  Xia Chang looked in the direction of Guan Dao and waved his hand loudly.

  "Soldiers, General Wang has ordered us to reach Qingzhou before dawn. Everyone quicken your pace and hurry along, there's still grain and fodder waiting for us up ahead."

  "Yes!"

  After the uniform shouting, there was no more discussion, only a long silence. Especially for those who experienced war for the first time, the tension in their hearts had reached its peak. After passing through Weixian County, they entered the territory of Qingzhou Prefecture, and not far from there was Jizhou. In other words, they were already very close to the front line.

  "Xiao Qi, are you scared?"

  It was not until July 7th that Xiaochi finally heard Xiao Bu's low voice.

  She didn't respond, her gaze fixed on the distant, endless official road, imagining what Zhao Zun was doing on the battlefield of Ji Zhou where flames filled the sky. What was he thinking? Had he personally taken to the field to kill the enemy... It would be a lie to say she wasn't nervous. Because real war was really not like what she had imagined.

  Arriving in Weixian, as soon as they entered the Qingzhou Prefecture border, the more they walked north, the more people fleeing south for their lives they saw. Family by family, household by household, everyone was displaced, carrying the elderly and young children, driving pigs and sheep, bidding farewell to their hometowns. The scene was dotted on the desolate landscape, something she had never seen before in any film or television work. This was true desolation.

  Suddenly, she remembered the words Zhao said, "The battlefield is a tomb built by humans' own stupidity." She found that he was absolutely right. The gentle greenery of spring day couldn't shine through at all, and the beauty was trampled by the iron hooves of the army, never to be found again.

  "Get out of the way!"

  At this moment, another sound came from behind.

  Xia Zhicheng suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the official road behind him.

  In the midst of neighing war horses, several arrogant men galloped over from the official road, as if rushing to reincarnate, their speed extremely fast, causing the originally tidy baggage team to become chaotic, with chickens and dogs flying about, and people dodging in all directions.

  "Commander-in-Chief..."

  No wonder, the man sitting high on his horse with a complacent expression was Xia Yan, the commander of the logistics camp. This was the first time Xia met her other cousin since the seventh day of summer. There is only one official road from here to Qingzhou, and the logistics team originally walked in good order, but he suddenly rushed out, not only did the logistics team have to give way, but also the mules and horses in the team were frightened, calling and whining, pulling the cart wheels and making a loud "squeaky" noise, which made her feel angry.

  This Xia Yan is different from his brother Xia Changsheng. Although they are both sons of Xia Tingde, he is obviously similar to his younger brother Xia Xun, being arrogant and reckless, having never been on the battlefield, and liking to indulge in officialdom, waving his whip and pulling it out of line.

  Xiaoyu was just muttering to herself when she heard Xiaobu say something in a low voice.

  "This guy's got a good eye for women..."

  Xia Chuqi was taken aback for a moment, gave him a sideways glance, and couldn't help but feel a little amused inside.

  "Little chick, who are you talking about?"

  No one had expected that Xia Yan's hearing was so good, the war horse that had already walked away was suddenly reined in, and he turned his head to walk towards Xiao Bu. Xia Chuiqi was shocked in her heart, it was too late to pull Xiao Bu away, Xia Yan's whip lashed out, directly striking Xiao Bu's body.

  "How dare you insult and scold the Commander-in-Chief? You little brat don't want to live anymore?"

  There have always been many people who flatter. In the midst of everyone's pointing and pointing, Xia Qi felt a violent tremble beside her, and was knocked to the ground by the horse whip. She thought that one whip would be enough, but who knew that Xia Yan had no intention of stopping, and another whip came over, followed by another.

  "Ah..."

  Xiao Bu let out a heart-wrenching scream, his whole body trembling violently, shaking like a sieve.

  Xia's hands clenched into fists on the seventh day of summer, and she took a step forward with her foot, but her arm was pulled back by Old Meng.

  She looked at Old Meng, and Old Meng subtly shook his head. Sometimes, for this kind of spoiled brat, the more people who intervene, the more he will feel that his authority is being challenged, which would only harm Little Bu.

  She bit her lower lip and endured it, that cheap person is too despicable, one day he will get what's coming to him.

  ……

  ……

  In the Qingzhou camp, the lights were like beans, and Bu was lying on the mat, groaning in pain.

  "Xiao Qi, it hurts so much, I'm dying."

  Xia checked his injuries on the seventh day of summer and glared at her fiercely.

  "Who made you talk too much, it serves you right!"

  "These officials...are all useless...I knew I shouldn't have come..."

  Listening to him crying like a child, Xia Chuyi felt some pity for him. At the age of 14, he was far away from his hometown and relatives, and he was clearly here to fight in the army, but before he even encountered the enemy, he was beaten by his own people first, and he was really pitiful.

  "You're lucky to have met me, otherwise you would have suffered more."

  On the seventh day of summer, he rummaged through his luggage and took out a small porcelain bottle from inside.

  "Don't be afraid, I'll just sprinkle some salt on your wound, and once it's numb from the pain, you'll be fine."

  "Ah!" exclaimed Xiao Bu, looking at her in terror.

  On the seventh day of summer, I let out a "pu" sound and looked at his pale face.

  "Are you kidding me? You actually believed it?"

  "Oh." Feeling the coolness on her wound, Xiao Bu was stunned for a moment before looking at her and saying, "Xiao Qi, how did you bring such good medicine? I've always felt that you're different from us, what does your family do?"

  Children are always curious, and Xiao Bu is no exception. In fact, medical resources were scarce on the battlefield, and low-ranking soldiers like them would not have received good care even if they were injured. That he was able to receive treatment for his wounds was a source of endless gratitude.

  Xia Qiuran lowered her head, gave him a glance, put down the small porcelain bottle, washed her hands and came back to pull up the quilt for him, smiling softly, "My family is in the business of medicinal herbs, you are enjoying the treatment of a prince."

  "What about the treatment of Prince Wang?"

  Looking at Xiao Bu's confusion, Xia Chuqi smiled and didn't explain much. Before she came, she brought many good things, including her self-made "golden wound medicine", which was originally prepared for Zhao Zhu. Using it on Xiao Bu now made her feel a little heartache.

  Xiao Bu was injured and no one in the team let him work.

  In the early summer, she received orders from Old Meng to take care of him and didn't go out to do anything. As a low-ranking soldier, she didn't know about the tasks and movements within the camp, but while taking care of Xiao Bu, she heard that outside was very noisy, as if there were heavy troops pulling grain and military equipment forward, and it seemed like captured prisoners and wounded soldiers were being withdrawn. However, what exactly was going on, she had no way of understanding, and only hoped to hurry up and see Zhao Zhu in Ji Zhou. Only, she didn't know whether Zhao Zhu would want to kill her when the time came.

  The night slowly deepened.

  In the camp, soldiers were patrolling everywhere. The moon in the sky was still hanging high, as if it had not seen the miserable situation of the world at all, emitting its gentle light.

  Grain and fodder are the most important protected areas for a large army, and the defense of its garrison is especially strict.

  A makeshift toilet was set up in the corner of the camp on the east side, but there were too many men using it, and Xia Zhi couldn't stand the smell at all. She didn't want to use the toilet with so many men, so she decided to go "wild". Sneaking out of the barracks, she was about to head into a nearby thicket to take care of her business when she suddenly saw a horse-drawn carriage approaching the entrance of the camp.

  The carriage was open, and there were several soldiers guarding it. She curiously rubbed her eyes and looked again, only to be stunned. On the carriage were not Northern Di prisoners of war or wounded soldiers, but several girls tightly bound up.

  The distance was a bit far, the lights in the camp were somewhat dim, she couldn't see the faces of those girls very clearly, but their clothes were extremely unusual, not the attire of people from the Central Plains, but rather the dress of the Northern Di people.

  Xia Zhong Qi was startled for a moment, as if he had gained some insight.

  This was during wartime, and it can be imagined what would happen to these women if they were taken back. She had lost the urge to urinate, and slowly followed, that horse-drawn carriage was inspected and directly pulled into the outside of the logistics camp where the quartermaster's account was located.

  "Come down, come down..."

  The soldiers shouted and those girls were dragged down.

  A soldier entered the barracks and came back with Xia Yan's adjutant following beside him.

  "Pick a good-looking one and send it to the commander's tent."

  "Yes, Wang Jinglu."

  "That's good enough......" As soon as the soldier finished speaking, Wang Jingli saw a woman inside and his eyes lit up. He raised his hand and pointed at her, "It's her."

  That girl was wearing a white fox fur coat, and her outfit was slightly different from the other girls. But as soon as Wang finished speaking, the other girls came over and surrounded the girl Wang had pointed out, shouting in hushed tones in Mongolian, which Xia Chuqi couldn't understand. From their gestures, it seemed they were trying to protect that girl and asking them to spare her. It was clear that the woman in white fox fur was their mistress.

  "Ana..."

  After a clear and loud shout, the "White Fox Fur" stopped the little girl who was kneeling down to beg for mercy, pushed open the crowd and walked out, and said a few words to several girls on the side. Only then did she raise her chin, looking at Wang with disdain, saying in stiff but clear Chinese.

  "Don't bother them, I'll go with you."

  "Keng jia..." "Ana Ri" shouted a similar sound of "keng jia", shaking her head in horror, and several other girls also cried out "keng jia". But the "keng jia" girl didn't look at them again, only glaring at Wang Jingli with hatred.

  "Bastard!"

  Wang was ridiculed by her, and didn't want to be polite to the several Northern Di women anymore. He grabbed that "guniu" girl with one hand, then turned his head impatiently and ordered the soldiers to take good care of the other girls. The general idea is that these girls all look pretty good, don't let anyone touch them, wait until we arrive at Ji Zhou, and give them to the generals.

  At the beginning of summer, on the seventh day, she still didn't know that "gong zhu" was a Mongolian pronunciation for "princess". But she was a soldier, a soldier from a later generation. Although she had imagined such a scenario before, she never truly thought that in war, women would be sacrificed like this. Almost subconsciously, she ran forward several steps.

  "King's Experience"

  Wang Jingli was just about to pull "Gunza" into the tent when he heard a sound and turned his head around.

  "What are you doing? It's late at night and you're not sleeping, do you want to be beaten by a stick?"

  In the early summer of July, he secretly thought "defeated type", but his mouth was still smiling, "Wang Jingli, a small person on the thatched house, hehe, lost his way..."

  Wang looked her up and down, clearly not taking her seriously, and grunted in response, "What's wrong with you? Can't sleep? Never seen a pretty woman before? You're so distracted by women that you can't even walk properly."

  "How dare you, little one!"

  At the beginning of summer, Xia Chuqi was dressed in a sloppy manner, but she saw that "gun" also looked over. It was an intelligent Mongolian woman, perhaps relying on her feminine sensitivity, she may have seen that Xia Chuqi was different from them, her big eyes stared at her, and a faint plea appeared in her gaze, like a small animal waiting to be slaughtered, with an extremely strong desire for survival.

  That is an instinct of human nature.

  At the beginning of summer, on the seventh day, he felt a slight pain in his heart and smiled with a hint of embarrassment. He opened his eyebrows and said "flatteringly", "General Wang, I am Xiao Qi from the Dingzi Flag. I seem to have heard that General Wang has issued a military order, which prohibits random rape of women."

  Zhao You didn't know whether he had issued such a military order, and Xia Chuyi was just guessing. In later generations, before any disciplined army went on an expedition, the highest commander would have made such a request. Sure enough, after hearing her words, General Wang's expression changed, and he waved his hand again.

  "Scram! You little brat. Don't interfere in things you shouldn't be interfering with, get lost!"

  "Wang Jingluo, if General Wang finds out about this..."

  "One more sentence, military stick waiting...... Do you know what place this is?"

  Thinking of the innocent beating Xiao Bu received today, Xia Qi knew that there was no way to reason with these people. But now she is in Qingzhou and Zhao Zun is in Jizhou. Distant water cannot extinguish a nearby fire. She shouldn't be meddling in such trivial matters, but for some reason, she just didn't want this pure and elegant girl to fall into Xia Yan's hands.

  "Knock... knock..."

  Anazi was crying loudly, but "Gunjiu" girl was still dragged down by Wang Jingli.

  As she was about to enter her tent, she turned back and glanced at Xia Chuqi.

  She didn't say anything, but she clearly saw the two words written in his eyes.

  "Save me."