It was winter, and the cold was so cold that this female slave with a pair of red-haired hair was thin and could not even cover her body. Her face and body were covered with dirt, and her chest, which was covered by clothes, was snow-white and she jumped non-stop.
Several teenagers swallowed.
Xianbei people and Western Regions were precocious. There were many of these young men who married and took concubines. Seeing the extremely plump plumage of this female slave, her mood suddenly became rippling.
The female slave looked around with vicious gray eyes. She saw the food on the eucalyptus in front of Xun Yun, jumped over, grabbed the food and stuffed it into her mouth.
Xun Yun was caught off guard, was startled and avoided him.
Tang Suhe was furious and was about to fight after chasing him, but was stopped by his friend Shen.
"She is your slave girl?"
"Yes, she is my father's prisoner and was rewarded to me." Tang Suhe said proudly: "Teacher, do you think she looks good?"
Friend Chen turned around and looked at him carefully, nodding.
Although this female slave was covered in dirt, her body was very symmetrical and her facial features were correct, so she was considered to be in the middle and upper class.
"Since you keep her by your side, why don't you give her food?" Chen You said patiently: "Hunger can make people lose their minds. Doing this is like putting yourself in danger."
"She dares?"
"She's dead anyway, what's not afraid?" Chen asked, "Do you think your tent is more dangerous than here?"
Before he finished speaking, the change began again. The female slave suddenly reached out and snatched a long knife from the waist of a young man who was looking at him, and slashed at Tang Suhe with one knife. Tang Suhe was talking to Shen’s friend, and the sword suddenly rose and his heart tightened.
I retreated back, but it was too late.
The sword light was like a skill, and it hit Tang Suhe.
The smooth blade as smooth as a mirror illuminated Tang Suhe's horrified eyes.
At this moment, Friend Shen drew his sword, and the sword light flashed, and a "Cha" sounded softly. Only half of the long sword in the female slave's hand was left, and the other half bounced up and landed on a boy, scaring the boy "Wow."
yelled.
Tang Suhe's face turned pale, then he turned red again, and he reached out to draw his sword.
"A bad slave, how dare you murder your master..."
Friend Chen reached out and gently patted her knife ring, pushing the long knife back. Tang Suhe looked at Friend Chen in confusion, but Friend Chen did not look at her. He protected her with one hand and held the knife with the other hand, picking up the
He lifted up the kettle on the eucalyptus and handed it to the female slave.
"Drink."
The female slave held half a long knife, but she had not yet reacted. She looked at the kettle, then looked at her friend Chen, and carefully reached out and took the kettle. While looking at her friend Chen, she poured a big mouthful of water into her mouth.
Half of the water entered her mouth, and she drenched on her chest. The worn cloth shirt was wet and pressed against her chest, making the undulating peaks more obvious.
Even so, the hand holding half of the long sword was still tightly held, guarding against the Shenyou.
"Can she speak Chinese?" asked Chen You.
"No, I can only say a few words of the Huns." Tang Suhe gritted his teeth.
"Huns' words?"
"Yes, there are some Huns in their tribe."
Friend Chen was surprised and took a look at Xun Yun.
Xun Yun was even more surprised. He had been fighting with these red-haired ghosts for a long time, but he never expected that these red-haired ghosts would have something to do with the Huns. He didn't hear such important information at all.
When I think about it carefully, this was his mistake.
The Xianbei people were doing the matter of interrogating prisoners, and he almost didn't participate. When the Xianbei people reported to him, they might feel it was unnecessary, or they might not want him to know, and they concealed a lot of information.
It is necessary to re-examine the prisoners.
"What's your name?" Xun Yunping regained his mood and asked, saying that he was a Hun language that he could understand although he was not very skilled.
The Xiongnu and Xianbei races were mixed and the languages were similar. He followed Ke Bieneng to the west for several years and had mastered Xianbei language and was not unfamiliar with the Xiongnu language.
The female slave looked back at Xun Yun in surprise and replied with the Huns.
Xun Yun nodded, pushed the food on the eucalyptus forward, and signaled the female slave to continue eating.
The female slave was not polite either. She put down the kettle in her hand, picked up the food, and started eating in big mouthfuls.
But the knife in my hand has not been put down.
After the female slave had her stomach full of food, Xun Yun continued to talk to her.
Friend Chen and others were watching from the side.
Tang Suhe had been hiding behind Chen You, his eyes shining.
After a while, Xun Yun finished talking with the female slave, turned to look at Chen You, with a strange smile.
"Zizheng, she wants to fight fairly with you. If she wins, let her go. If she loses, she will be your slave."
Friend Chen shook his head and said, "No, she belongs to Tang Suhe..."
"I don't want her anymore." Tang Suhe shouted.
"Why?" Chen You looked at Tang Suhe in confusion. Although he had not been together for a long time, he knew that Tang Suhe was not a easy person to talk to, and it was not that easy to want her things.
"She is too dangerous." Tang Suhe said seriously.
Friend Chen didn't think too much and nodded in agreement. "You tell her to let her rest for a while. She will suffer a loss when she gets full."
Xun Yun said to the female slave. The female slave stared at Chen You, looked disdainful, and said a few more words in her mouth.
Xun Yun translated: "She said, you should use the same weapon as you."
Friend Chen smiled and nodded in agreement.
His sword is a hundred-smoking sword brought from the Central Plains. It is rare and it is unlikely to find another knife.
He untied the scabbard and handed it to Tang Suhe. "How about this knife for you, exchange for two ordinary knives?"
Tang Suhe suddenly became excited, grabbed it, and hugged it in his arms. "Really?"
The boys beside him immediately showed envious eyes.
Friend Chen touched Tang Suhe's head. "Go."
Tang Suhe was overjoyed and turned around and rushed out. After a while, she came back with two more knives. Although she was not as good as Shen You's knife, it was also a weapon.
Friend Shen pulled out both swords, flicked his fingers gently, and confirmed that there was no problem with both swords, so he placed them in front of the female slave.
The female slave kept holding the broken knife in her hand tightly. It was not until this time that she put down the broken knife, changed into a new knife, threw a knife flower in her hand, and made a move.
Friend Shen picked up the knife, looked at the female slave for a moment, and then said to Tang Suhe: "Give her a shield."
Tang Suhe looked at Chen Friend in surprise. "Teacher, how do you know she needs a shield?"
Friend Chen pointed at the female slave's left hand with his finger. "Don't you think her left hand is in space? This posture is obviously used to using a knife and shield."
Tang Suhe admired him very much and immediately ordered someone to get the shield.
The teenagers looked at each other and secretly admired them.
Most of them have had experience in fighting with the red-haired ghosts, and know that these people usually hold swords and axes in one hand and shields in the other. However, Chen You just arrived in the Western Regions and had never even had direct contact with the red-haired ghosts. He just took a look
This female slave's posture shows that she usually uses a shield.
A master is a master. This young Han man, Mr. Chen, is known as the Three Wonders, and it is indeed not said in his mouth.
Xun Yun looked carefully and couldn't help but admire him secretly.
Compared with Chen You, he is still a scholar after all, and is too far from being both civil and military.
The emperor sent his friends to the Western Regions, probably because he realized that he was not capable enough and could not completely intimidate the Xianbei people.
When getting along with these barbarians, high-level martial arts are indispensable.