In the hall of the palace tent of the Zhongyun King, the Sanpoba of the King who was still high yesterday, was already in the coffin. Several maids of the palace tent were putting him in the robes that the king should wear when he was buried.

‘Crash!’ Buckets of Ruoqiang River water kept washing the blood on the floor of the palace hall, but the fishy and strong smell of blood seemed to be eroded clean forever.

Each of them sent the samurai warriors on the palace tent on the road with a knife, and knelt on the left with nervousness. In front of them were Li Ruolu and twelve warriors wearing typical Khotan style brocade robes.

These twelve warriors and the Khotan Jin Kingdom behind them were Li Ruoluo who existed in the Ni City, and he dared to bribe the confidence of the Sanpoba Guard.

The one who knelt on his right was a warrior selected by Ma Yaozi from the civilian area of ​​Nancheng.

Some of them used to be butchers, some were gangsters, and some were hunters, but now, they will immediately have the identity that they had never dared to think about before, the palace samurai warrior.

Zhang Zhao's soldiers, except for those who followed Yin Yaozi to maintain public order, were almost all in this hall.

Dozens of bears and tigers who were killing without blinking made the temperature in the hall cool a little.

Zhang Zhao walked off the throne, reached out and gently raised the chin of a beauty kneeling on his left.

This is a typical Indo-European national beauty with fair skin, slightly thick lips, a high nose bridge, flax-colored eyes, a pretty plump figure, probably not very old, maybe only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, and was the right queen of Sanpoba.

Zhang Zhao actually likes this one very much, which is quite similar to his favorite Indian actress Vidya Balan before traveling through time, but he won't want this woman!

"Can the beautiful queen understand what you will do next to save you and your two children's lives?"

It's so smooth! Zhang Zhao finally understood what skin is like cream, and that warm touch is enough to make any man crazy.

"I am willing to serve the prince of the country!" There was no trace of blood on the right queen's face. She was sobbing in a low voice as she trembled all over her body, and two strings of tears flowed on her face.

"Yan Jin!" Zhang Zhao let go of the right queen's chin and looked at Yan Jin who was standing a little far away from him with great perseverance.

Team Yan's deputy, at Zuomen and Fan Quan, resisted dozens of warriors in the North City Zhongyun, and was the first hero in this battle.

"Guiwei!" Yan Jin hurried over and gave a cross-handed salute.

He was still wearing the broken armor on his chest. He had to admire the tenacious vitality of this guy. He was injured in seven or eight times, and he shed at least four or five hundred milliliters of blood. As a result, he only rested for one night and looked lively again.

"This time, with you, I, Zhang Zhao, never treat my own people unfairly. This right queen of Zhongyun Kingdom will be rewarded to you!"

Yan Jin's eyes lit up suddenly. No matter how young Zhongyun Kingdom is, Sanpoba is also the king of a country.

Queen!

If he was in Dunhuang, he was a shepherd slave who came down from the Qilian Mountains, not to mention the queen, it would not be his turn for the ladies of his family, let alone such a symbolic beauty!

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and looked at the beautiful Queen Zhongyun again. Yan Jin felt that his speech was not very smooth for the first time.

"The chief lieutenant...uh...sangjun..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

"A real man, I want it in my heart, that's what I want! Be more enjoyable, mother-in-law and mother, I'll ask you another question? I really don't want it, I'll give it to Ma Jiazi!"

This is a class society! A fierce man like Yan Jin is so ashamed of himself when he meets a little king.

"Yes! You want! I thank you for the rewards from Erlang! I will die in the future!"

Yan Jin, who was already a little disgusted, immediately agreed when he heard that he wanted a cheaper Ma Yaozi.

"I can't say you don't want it?"

When he heard Yan Jin say yes, the face of Ma Jiazi, who was still gloomy just now, was twisted like Mahua. He learned the words Zhang Zhao often said, and turned around and spat Yan Jin!

Hahahahaha! The hall burst into laughter, and the suppressed and cold atmosphere suddenly disappeared! This is the rule of this era, and this is the reward that the winner deserves!

"Fanquan!" Zhang Zhao waved to Fanquan, who was holding the divine arm bow not far away.

"Lord!" Fan Quan knelt down on one knee and gave Zhang Zhao a cross-handed salute.

Zhang Zhao also looked at Fan Quan with satisfaction. This man was silent and cautious, and his shooting skills were the best in the entire army. Moreover, his father was the personal guard of Zhang Zhao's father Zhang Chengfeng. He was one of Zhang Zhao's eleven plots and was Zhang Zhao's most trusted confidant.

After dragging a white and tender little hand, Zhang Zhao handed the owner of the little hand to Fan Quan. This was one of King Zhongyun's four concubines. The Gaochang Uighurs looked no worse than those in later generations.

"You and me, two generations of people, live and die together, and be righteous and brothers. This woman is the reward for your bloody battle at the left gate!"

As he said that, Zhang Zhao waved to the back again. The two maids of the palace tent brought two large boxes. Zhang Zhao lifted the box, which contained a box full of silver tines with a little dark color.

"This is found in King Zhongyun's treasury. You and Yan Jin, one box per person!"

There were bursts of exclamations, and everyone looked at Fan Quan and Yan Jin with envy. Even the civilians in Nancheng who had just been recruited couldn't help but scream. This box was worth at least 300 guan.

"Damn, why do I want to set fire? I lost a queen beauty and three hundred guan coins in vain!"

Ma Yaozi's face was stretched longer with one shoe. The envy of Yan Jin just now had a little acting element, but this time he added 300 guan, which means he really envious, jealous and hated him.

"Ma Yaozi, come here!" While muttering, Ma Yaozi heard Zhang Zhao calling his name. He immediately ran to Zhang Zhao like a gust of wind and knelt down with a thud.

"This time, someone asked Ma Yaozi to set the fire, but the arrangement was actually not appropriate, because someone didn't expect that the people from Nancheng would come to put out the fire soon.

Fortunately, Ma Yaozi was smart and wanted to come up with a trick to attract civilians in the South City by spending money. If it weren't for him, the warriors in the North City would have to arrive at least half an hour earlier, so we would be in danger!

Therefore, although this war horse Harrier didn't kill much, he also made great contributions! You should have one of the beauty of King Zhongyun! You will also give two hundred stanchions of money!"

"Ma Yaozi thanks the second husband! Mr. Wang... Uh, Mr. Wang, you are a good master!"

Ma Yaozi was so excited that he could have a backflip on the spot. He scratched his ears and heads for a long time, but he didn't think about how to praise Zhang Zhao. In the end, he only had a good master's words popping out of his mouth.

Hahaha! Zhang Zhao smiled as he touched the stubble that had grown a little. Is this a good person card?

"Bai Congxin! Don't take a look at it, the beauty on the left is yours!" Zhang Zhao shouted. He had long seen Bai Congxin's eyes keep peeking here.

There was another burst of laughter, and Bai Congxin, who was drooping his eyebrows and eyes, ran out to thank him with laughter and tears.

"Fourteen! There is only one beauty left, do you want it?" Cao Yanming made a lot of contribution to the gunpowder this time. After all, he could not open the left door and could not attack King Zhongyun's palace tent.

I thought Cao Yanming would be surprised, but this guy glanced at the happy Ma Yaozi with contempt.

"Women? Women will only affect the speed of a certain research method (gunpowder)!

I want women, and there are so many ladies in Dunhuang that I asked me to choose. What are the few maids? Why don’t you give me three hundred stalemates? I will continue to study when I arrive in Khotan!"

Sure enough, the princes of the powerful family didn't need to consider the worldly style. Zhang Zhao believed that if he hadn't been here, Ma Yaozi would at least have to rush up and gesture with him.

"Okay! I'll give you three hundred coins!" Zhang Zhao patted Cao Yanming's shoulder with a laugh and cry, and also gave Ma Yaozi a soothing look.

"What are you doing with a beard and staring at me? You can't go on, but you all remember that what I gave me was a person, not an object. I don't want to hear that the person is gone every few days!"

Ma Yaozi was just about to fall down, "How can it be? Don't worry, Ma Yaozi has cultivated his virtue for several lifetimes and can get such a beauty, and it's too late to feel sorry for him!"

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