Chapter 150: The Brutal Beast

"Come on, come on. There are so many people. They can do it. They are actually doing it on the boat." A group of Song army sailors stood on the deck and shouted at the people doing business on the boat, their eyes were red, and their eyes were almost falling off.

Their voice was too loud, and they led the Song army who were not active on the deck to the deck. When they figured out the whole story, they also screamed: "Oh my God, they actually have this kind of way. It's so fucking shameless to have so many people together!"

"What does shamelessness mean? This is a barbarian, not a Chinese. He doesn't know etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. They are similar to animals and can do it anytime and anywhere."

"Wow, they are really special, they can think of this posture."

"You are so strange. If you have more experience, you can do a lot of tricks." The Song army fully utilized their imagination and began to discuss, with all kinds of guesses.

Sailing on the sea is extremely boring. With this, they can use their imagination to the limit and give them a good comment. At first, they are still decent and can still listen, but later they can only be listened to by men.

Logically speaking, this Song army was chosen by thousands of people, with strict discipline, and would not panic at all when encountering problems. Even when facing thousands of troops, they would be calm and unsurprising, even more so, as if they were looking at a diorama.

Anyone who sees them will fall their eyes when they see them. What they see is nothing else, but hundreds of men and women having sex in group sex. In today's terms, it is similar to the AV scene. Strictly speaking, what they see is more powerful than the AV scene and can exert people's imagination. Even the AV scene cannot be of such a large scale, otherwise it would be wrong to be surprised.

If you can have such a large-scale group sex, it may only happen if there are some small four island countries in the east! Because this is the inheritance of this small four island countries, you can do it anytime and anywhere, and there will be those strange surnames from the inside and the inside.

In a word, this is the scene of collective rape. Such a strange and erotic incident has never happened to Song Jun. If he is not surprised, it would be unreasonable.

Fang Mao and Su Dingfang, who were taking a nap in the cabin, woke them up. The afternoon dream was in full swing and people were very upset. The two of them came to the deck with dark faces. Fang Mao was a little anxious and scolded hatefully: "You fucking bastard, you have nothing to do after eating, why are you quarrels? Are you bored on the boat? Do you want you to swim 500 miles?"

Su Dingfang said very gentlely: "There is nothing to do when sailing on the sea. If you have nothing to do, you can practice and go to bed, don't scream."

A Song army boldly said, "Sir, I don't know if I shouldn't make a noise, but what happened there is a lady." After talking a few times, he said one of them, which shows how surprised he was.

"What's this one?" Fang Mao's face sank, and he was very upset. He looked in the direction of Song Jun's finger, and staggered, almost fell on the deck, screaming, "Oh my God, these barbarians are really good at doing it. Do you have hundreds of people together and have sex together, they can really think of it. Are they humans or animals?"

What he saw was nothing else, a picture of the erotic palace. More than a dozen ships were floating on the water. Many men on the boat rudely took off women's clothes, pressed them on the deck, or began to vent their animal desires. The women pushed and refused desperately, shouting and shouting, as if they were unwilling to listen to the sound. As for what these women were shouting, they could not understand, Fang Mao and the others couldn't understand and were too lazy to care.

Su Dingfang also saw clearly that his performance was much better than Fang Mao. He frowned, shook his head, and kept saying: "The barbarian is a barbarian. Even such things must be in broad daylight. I don't know how to find a place where no one is. I can do whatever I want."

Fang Mao patted his head and said, "Old guy, these women don't seem to be willing. Should we take care of them?" If he was on the battlefield, Fang Mao would definitely not ask Su Dingfang for his opinion, and just call Song Jun directly. This matter was too strange. He encountered it for the first time in his life. He was undecided, so he sought opinions from the resourceful Su Dingfang.

"I think it's better to forget it. They do whatever they like, it has nothing to do with us." Su Dingfang thought for a moment and said, "We don't understand too much about barbarians, so it's better not to get into a slut."

They sailed all the way and visited many places. They had seen countless strange things in the barbarians. If many things were either seen in person or broken their heads, they would never have imagined that there was anything strange about hundreds of barbarians gathered together to do their work together. It is completely understandable.

Su Dingfang's words were not just a conclusion of his experience, but also a personal experience. If he hadn't been lucky enough to go to sea for the first time, he would have long used the barbarian woman as a slut.

The barbarians have too many strange words and deeds. Collective rape may be their custom. If the Song army goes to a slut, it may cause fire and waste unnecessary time. Fang Mao nodded and said, "Okay. It's important for us to go to the big food." He shouted at the Song army soldiers who were pointing and said, "Baby boys, don't watch it, go forward at full speed."

When people see many strange things, they will become numb. When they sail along the way, the soldiers of the Song army have seen strange things about barbarians. They have seen things that do things in broad daylight. This time, the scene is just a bit bigger. Fang Mao ordered them and they dispersed and returned to their posts.

If the matter ends here, Fang Mao and the others will definitely regret it for the rest of their lives.

The Song army fleet sailed at full speed and soon approached more than a dozen ships, seeing the scene on these ships more clearly. These women had a deep sun color on their skin. Needless to say, because the weather was too hot, they stripped naked of tall and rude men and rubbed them all over the board or corner. They tried their best to resist, but they had no use at all. Instead, they attracted the men's heroic spirit and became even more powerful and rude.

Rude when doing things, gentleness has the beauty of gentleness, and the beauty is different. Many people write books for this, calling it "the way of husband and wife". However, it is not abnormal for a man to be so rude that he can use a knife. A tall man pressed a young girl with dark skin but still tender skin on the board and ravaged her hard, opening her mouth to breathe, making a primitive moan like a beast.

These are normal physiological reactions and they did not attract Fang Mao's attention at all. What interested Fang Mao was the man's next move. He picked up a scimitar with his right hand and gestured constantly on the girl's chest. The girl was already shocked and lost her complexion. Originally, a pink face with a deep sun color turned pale. If he compared his scimitar, he would be more than anything. He screamed and fainted.

The man smiled proudly, with a primitive moan in his smile, which was indescribable. The sword light flashed, the scimitar flashed, and blood flashed. A piece of flesh was peeled off from the girl's chest. The girl let out a shrill scream, which actually woke up from the pain. The man put his mouth on the wound and sucked the girl's blood with his heart's content. Finally, he picked up a piece of flesh with his mouth and chewed it constantly. This was human flesh that made people vomit, but it was a delicious meal for him, which was very satisfying.

This matter is no longer something that the word terror can be explained. It can be said that it has reached a strange level. Fang Mao opened his mouth wide in surprise and couldn't even speak. His eyes were staring at the incredible tragedy in front of him.

Fang Mao was stunned and woke up by Su Dingfang on his shoulder. Su Dingfang thoughtfully said, "Old guy, things seem to be wrong, we can't ignore them."

Fang Mao also realized that things were abnormal. Even if the barbarians had the habit of group sex, Duanwu was so good at using the knife, he nodded and said, "I think so too." He slapped his hands and said, "By the way, that's the scimitar of the Tartars. I mean, why do you look so familiar? It must be the Tartars. The emperor said that a Tartars established a great empire in the extreme west, and they were in the Great Food, and we had already reached the Great Food."

Going to Dashi is one of their goals, and getting to Dashi is a happy thing. He said it very excitedly. When he talked about the Mongolians, he was very angry, and a passage was both excited and resentful.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man who cut the girl's breast screamed excitedly: "Genghis Khan!" He lay on the girl's body, stretched out his limbs, and stopped moving like a dead dog, his face flushed and he was panting.

Genghis Khan is a great name, and he actually used this for him. It's speechless. Genghis Khan knows what he thinks about it, but he doesn't know what he thinks? Perhaps it is a derivative of his famous saying "Enjoy the beauty of the enemy."

The phrase "Genghis Khan" was called out to him in Mongolian language. Fang Mao and Su Dingfang could understand Mongolian language and shouted together: "Tartars." Fang Mao rushed out of the cabin in one step and ordered loudly: "Brothers, prepare for battle and kill all the Tartars!" It was very surprising to find the Mongols in a foreign land, and also excited him.

The man was covered in sun color and dark skin. If he didn't call Genghis Khan in Mongolian language, Fang Mao would definitely regard him as a local barbarian, and would not have thought that he was a Mongolian.

The Southern Song Dynasty has won many battles in the Mongolian and Song Dynasty wars, and has few defeats. As a soldier, Fang Mao had long wanted to go to the battlefield to kill the Mongols, but he had another mission and never got what he wanted. Now that the opportunity has come, it is impossible to be unhappy.

For the Song army, it has always been their will to be able to kill the Mongols. When they heard Fang Mao's order, they drew out their weapons and rushed out of the line. They quickly formed a formation, waiting for Fang Mao to give the order.

In addition to the excited expression on Song Jun's face, there was also suspicion. You don't have to think about it. They didn't know how there would be Mongolians in the foreign land. Fang Mao understood their feelings and explained their doubts to them: "Brothers: Do you know who did this?" He pointed at the dozen ships, and the boat was performing a live erotic palace.

"Man!" The Song soldiers roared together. They let go of their throats and yelled, which was many times louder than the sound of killing enemies on the battlefield. Not to mention the Song soldiers, even if anyone else would be so excited in this situation.

The soldiers of the Song army looked at Fang Mao with excitement, with a little strange look. Fang Mao was really good. It would be wrong to use this most basic common sense to test people.

This is a highly generalized and extremely normal answer! Nonsense, if there are no men and all women in the living erotic palace, it would be a bt? Their ideas are very correct and no one can find fault.

However, Fang Mao rejected his extremely correct answer and said, "This is done by the Tartars. The Tartars are ravaging innocent women. Let's kill all the Tartars and rescue these innocent women."

"I wish to kill the Tartars. I can save women. It's so rare to play a hero and save beauty." Song Jun thought so in his heart, and shouted excitedly: "Kill all the Tartars!" He waved the sword in his hand, and had a strange spirit. He could not encounter any war and a hero and save beauty in his life. He actually made them run into it, and it would be difficult to be excited.

As the fleet approached, the Song soldiers jumped over one after another, extremely anxious. They couldn't wait and jumped into the sea, swam over and climbed up the board.

These dozen ships are not small, they are warships of the Mongolian army, and hundreds of Mongolian soldiers are collectively committing violence. Some of these Mongolian soldiers are authentic Mongolians, and some are Seme people in the land they conquered. Whether they are authentic Mongolians or Seme people, they are all doing one thing: enjoy a real life! Be a real man!

Some of these Mongolian soldiers had already yelled to withdraw their troops and lay on the women with satisfaction and panted; some were still in the battle, panting and blushing; some were resting and actively preparing to reach the upper ebb again. In a word, they were still immersed in the fun of being a man, and they never thought that disaster would fall from the sky. The Song army would suddenly come up, so they could only be a living target and use it for the Song army to practice chopping and slaughtering.

As soon as the Song army got on the boat, they shouted: "Kill all the Tartars!" The sword in their hands showed bright swords, which were particularly dazzling under the sunlight, and slashed at the Mongolian soldiers. For the Song army, the target they wanted to kill was very clear: as long as they were men, they would kill them!

It is easier to distinguish whether they are men or not, that is, you can see if there are women under them. As long as there are women lying under them, they must be men, which is easier to identify. If you cut it, it will definitely be a scene of blood splattering and head flying around.

The Mongolian soldiers were so happy that they could not resist it. They cut a lot of them over the Song army in a short while. Their death was really unspeakable: their heads were cut off, flying far away, and they kept spinning on the ground, their mouths were still open, and they were constantly breathing. If it were normal, the sounds they made would definitely be the intoxicating sound that made normal men feel excited. Unfortunately, after they broke their heads, they could only make a very vague gurgling sound. Their faces were still very satisfied, as if they were still immersed in the Pure Land, but I didn't know if they were satisfied with the ecstasy feeling of the woman beneath them, or the deathly sword of the Song army?

The blood splattered all over the woman, making the woman who was already scared so scared that she couldn't even scream. Her mouth was so wide that she opened her mouth, but she didn't make any sound. What was even more unbelievable was that the headless corpse was still twitching on the woman's body.

This extremely strange scene can never be imagined if you either see it in person or even the most imaginative artist.

Although ecstasy is important, life is even more important. The awakened Mongolian soldiers jumped up from the woman in a hurry and responded to the battle. The Song army was armed to the teeth, and their arms were naked and unarmed. They were not opponents of the Song army. The Song army continued to slash and cut over a lot.

Today's Song army is no longer the Song army of the past. They have extremely strong combat power. Not to mention that the Mongolian soldiers are unarmed, even if they are fully armed, they may not be opponents of the Song army. This is simply a massacre, one-sided massacre. It doesn't take much effort. All the Mongolian soldiers who were still showing their might on women just now were lying in pools of blood, and no one could escape.

This was a unique battle. Many Mongolian soldiers chased the Song army and ran away naked, fleeing and shouting. The lower body kept swaying with their movements, which caused the Song army to either criticize or contempt or comment. The Song army's imagination was once again tested.

A Song soldier dragged the sword on the body of the Mongolian soldier a few times, wiped the blood, and put the knife into the sheath. He saw that the girl who had cut off her breasts was very wonderful. She admired her and was so beautiful that she was so beautiful that she couldn't help but feel good about Dasheng, so she took out the Jinchuang medicine, squatted down and applied it to the girl's breasts.

He had good intentions, but unexpectedly, he received bad retribution. The girl slapped him in the face with a loud slap and kicked him in the lower body. The soldier screamed and squatted on the ground with his lower body. The pain made him sweat on his forehead. He cursed: "You damn slut, my little brother didn't bully you, why are you kicking it?" He was kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs, and no one was happy. He spoke in unbearable pain and scolded him very hooligan.

"You don't think about it. She was scared to death. She was almost dead. She was like a frightened rabbit. You hurriedly cured her injuries, but it wouldn't cause her misunderstanding?" Su Dingfang commented on the soldiers' reckless behavior in his heart. He squatted down and gestured at the girl. He couldn't speak, and it was useless to gesture anymore. The girl still looked terrified and restless.

Su Dingfang gently stroked the index finger of his left hand with a knife, and blood was oozing out, shaking at the girl, asking the girl to see clearly. Then apply the wound medicine, so that the wound no longer seeps blood, and then sway at the girl to see clearly, point at the wound medicine, and then point at the wound on the girl's chest, and do a medicine application position.

A magical thing happened. The girl was stunned for a moment, nodded, and took the medicine handed over by Su Dingfang. Su Dingfang took off her coat and threw it to her, and the girl wrapped it around her.

Su Dingfang pointed at the naked women with white filth. The girl nodded and said a few words to the women. The women's horror turned into surprise and looked at Song Jun, and his expression became much more stable.

Fang Mao knew that Su Dingfang had communicated with them, so he ordered Song Jun to take off his coat and throw it to these poor women. These women took it, wrapped it around, and looked even more stable.
Chapter completed!