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Chapter 751 Decisive Battle (12)

When all the generals left the tent, Jamuha pushed the woman in her arms onto the felt blanket. Jamuha, who was half drunk, squirted with alcohol in her mouth, looked at the woman with a smile and said, "Changsheng Tian really favors me, and I have a beauty like you. No matter where you came from or who you are. Since you entered my tent, you are my Jamuha's woman!"

He pounced on the woman and rubbed her still delicate skin with his bearded face.

She giggled and didn't resist.

Jamuka roughly tore off all her clothes and even tore off her beloved dress. This is a long dress for a Han woman, very beautiful.

Her white jade-like skin exudes an attractive luster under the lights. Although she is no longer young, her skin is still very elastic. Her waist is still slender, and there is no trace of fat on her lower abdomen. Her breasts are still tall, as charming as a girl's delicate breast peak.

She tightened her legs and pulled a felt blanket to cover half of her body. However, her lying position was too seductive, and the felt blanket covered added a lot of charm to her fair body. Her slender waist and legs were gently twisting, and her slender legs, like aries, made people feel blood gushed. The felt blanket covered her buttocks, but outlined a seductive arc.

She raised one of her legs and gently rubbed Jamuha's naked and strong chest with her toes.

"My sweat, I've been your woman since the day you carried me into the tent."

She smiled charmingly and said, "I am yours, but you are yours. Dahan, you are the strongest man in the world. You can give me happiness and happiness."

Her toes slowly slid down along Jamuha's chest, and finally hit the object under Jamuha's crotch. Her soles rubbed back and forth there, one after another, and performed their best to tease.

Jamuha's eyes were filled with the most primitive **, and he suddenly let out a low roar like a beast. He bent down and grabbed her ankle, and separated the charming slender legs vigorously.

There is no pre-play, nor caress.

The sudden stabbing thing made her feel a little unbearable, but she made an expression of enjoyment. She gasped and moaned in the big tent, as if encouraging the rough man to ask for more rudely.

The wind outside the tent became more violent, howling, just like the sound of a trumpet blowing, and it seemed that the sound of fighting and the clanging sound of scimitars colliding.

It also seems to be a ghost crying and howling.

The teams that sneaked into the Turkic camp had already set off, and the sounds made by the war horses on the ground blocked the shouts in the big tent. In the dark night, tens of thousands of cavalrymen left the camp like a long dragon.

I don’t know how long it took, but the breathing sounds in the big tent gradually stabilized.

Jamuha sat up, grabbed the wine bag beside her and pulled the plug and took a bite. He turned around and looked at the woman who was exhausted and exhausted, and smiled with satisfaction.

"You are the best gift given to me by immortality... You are more fascinating than those young women who only cry and cry and hurt. Conquering women like you will make me feel that I am not old yet."

"The great khan is at its peak in spring and autumn, and it is the strongest time."

She curled up in the felt carpet and pretended to be well-behaved.

"The women in the Central Plains are beautiful!"

Jamuka sincerely exclaimed: "Although women on the grassland are hot, no one can tangle people more than your legs. They are strong! Haha!"

He laughed loudly, not seemingly worried about his son who was captured by the Turks.

"Why did you come to the grassland?"

He asked.

"I told you... A villain ruined my home, killed all my family, killed my man, and snatched my daughter... He took away everything that belonged to me. Now, the villain is sleeping in my home, and lying beside me is my beautiful daughter. My respected Dahan, you don't know that my daughter is a hundred times more beautiful than me, and her body is the most perfect gift prepared for you by Changshengtian."

She got up and leaned on Jamuha's leg: "As long as you can help me take back everything I have, I am willing to serve the Khan with my daughter."

"Is your man dead?"

Jamuka asked.

"Dead!"

She gritted her teeth and nodded, thinking to herself that the waste had accepted his life. What is the difference between it and death?

"It seems that he hasn't tamed you little wolf!"

Jamukha laughed and stroked her smooth spine: "When I kill all the Turks and take back my throne... I will lead my troops south, and whether I am Mu, I will go and see the beautiful mountains of the Central Plains. By the way, I will help you snatch your home, help you snatch your daughter, and let your enemies crawl at your feet..."

Jamuha took another sip of wine, and the wine slipped down his naked chest and dripped on her.

"I want him to die!"

She murmured and said viciously: "I want to kill him with my own hands!"

That night, those two slaps.

She still didn't forget that when it was late at night, every time she thought about it, she felt a burning pain on her face.

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On the grassland is a decisive battle between the Turks and the Tiel people.

In and outside the city of Xiangyang, there is a decisive battle between the three parties.

King Li Xian of Yan, King Li Shimin of Qin, and Emperor Xiao Xian of Liang.

There is no doubt that if the decisive battle between the Turks and the Tielites was a war that changed the grassland pattern and a war to fight for the position of hegemony. Then in Xiangyang City, whoever wins the final victory in this decisive battle will change the pattern of the world. If Li Shimin wins, then he can reverse the decline. Not only can he own a large area of ​​territory in an instant, but he may become the master of Chang'an City again in the shortest time, or even the master of the Central Plains world.

If the King of Yan Li Xiansheng was defeated, the land of Jingxiang would be pacified.

Suiping in the south of the Yangtze River, and the land of Sichuan and Shu was pacified.

Since ancient times, Jingxiang has been an extremely important place. Whoever gets it has the opportunity to further fight for the world.

On the night when the Turks celebrated their first victory, Tiel Khan Jamuhe conquered a woman in his big tent. In the magnificent palace in Xiangyang City, Guan Xiaoshu in black robe sat opposite Emperor Liang Xiao Xian, smiling and confident in his eyes.

In the camp of the Qin King Army, Li Shimin sat in front of Yuchi Gong's bed. Looking at the beloved general who was still unconscious, his eyes were sad.

In the tallest tent of Yanyun Army, Yan King Li Xian gently stroked the cheek of a woman, wiped her tears away. His fingers were attached to her face, and she was attached to the temperature on his fingers.

After so long separation, she finally saw him again.

Ou Siqingqing was smiling, with tears in her eyes.

"Anzhi..."

She called softly, then threw herself into Li Xian's arms and cried silently. On the grassland, in the small building beside Qingniu Lake, she missed him every day and she had quietly shed tears. Looking at the clear but cold Qingniu Lake, it seemed that his reflection was everywhere on the lake.

Sitting by the window of the small building, she always remembered the first time she met him. His boots, his smile, the hard bow behind him, and his back as he leaned over and galloped.

She always remembered the night when he first appeared in Qingniu Lake. That night she sat by the window thinking about him, and then he suddenly appeared at her window without any warning. It was like a thief who successfully stole her heart.

Today, I saw him again and touched him. Ou Siqingqing vented her tears and longing unrestrainedly.

Li Xian stroked her hair, his eyes full of apology.

"It hurts you"

He said.

"I won't suffer when I see you."

Ou Siqingqing raised her head and rubbed her tears and snot on Li Xian's clothes: "I don't want to leave you again, okay? I don't want to go back to the grassland, okay?"

"good!"

Li Xian nodded and tried very hard.

Ou Siqingqing, with tears, smiled, particularly charming under the lights. She hugged Li Xian's neck suddenly and kissed his lips on his own initiative.

Li Xian hugged Ou Siqingqing's waist tightly and felt her warm and soft lips.

The two of them kissed each other for a long time, and it seemed that they had stopped for a long time. The lights in the tent swayed, but they could not separate the shadows of the two.

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Guan Xiaoshu, who was sitting in front of Emperor Xiao Xian of Liang, picked up the teacup and sipped it with a calm expression. He seemed to be not in a hurry at all, although he said he was very anxious before. In the imperial study of His Majesty the Emperor Daliang, this small head of the Sixth Department of the Military Archives, from the fifth-ranked minor official, looked more like a master.

Xiao Xianzai carefully read the letter written by King Yan Li Xian twice, and then let out a long sigh. He placed the letter on the table, and his arms then hung down dejectedly.

"This matter... I want to discuss it with the ministers below."

Xiao Xian glanced at Guan Xiaoshu and said solemnly: "Although my Daliang has reached the verge of destroying the country, I am still the emperor. This Xiangyang City is still my capital. There are 100,000 people, soldiers and civilians in the city. I want to be responsible for them. I hope you give me some time, is it okay?"

Guan Xiaoshu thought about it, then nodded and said, "Please please... My lord is sincere and waiting for your reply from Your Majesty. And you also know that the battle situation changes rapidly. If the decisive battle begins before you make a decision, even if you make the most correct choice, you may miss the best opportunity."

Guan Xiaoshu stood up, hugged his fists and said, "You should be able to make a judgment on who will be the final winner of this war. Today, who is the real overlord! Goodbye... Please arrange it as soon as possible."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After leaving the palace city, he took twenty military guards for a while. Guan Xiaoshu suddenly realized that since he had already appeared openly as an envoy, why should he go back to the dilapidated temple to live? So he immediately turned around and captured a Liang army soldier who was secretly following him.

"Go back and tell General Zhou Fangwu that we will live in the inn from today onwards."

The soldier ran back in a panic. Soon after, someone came out of the palace to guide Guan Xiaoshu and others. A military guard approached Guan Xiaoshu and lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to send someone to invite ten thousand tiers together?"

Guan Xiaoshu shook his head and said seriously: "Let him sleep in the dilapidated temple, it is more suitable for him."

The spy who was asking about it hesitated for a moment, nodded and obeyed the order.

"Pig...pig...where do you sleep? Of course, you sleep in a dilapidated temple..."

Guan Xiaoshu hummed a few words softly, his voice pressing very low... very low.
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