Among the torches, the sound of swords and axes chopping, the world is vast and rich, and the world is the most important thing in the world.

Lao Cheng held a big axe and chopped the stone tablet hard. Liu Hongji, Chai Shao and others also came forward to help. More than a dozen dukes took action together, which meant that everyone was involved in the matter.

The inscription written by Han Yue himself was finally quietly changed.

"I'll keep my mouth tighter. If anyone leaks this, be careful that I will turn against you and serve you with an axe..." After the matter was finished, Old Cheng Niu glanced around him, his face was fierce, threatening the soldiers not to leak the secrets.

In fact, it’s okay not to threaten. The soldiers admire Han Yue, and most of them are unwilling to take risks. Lao Cheng and others have privately revised the inscriptions, which is exactly what everyone is thinking.

"Get away!" Liu Hongji suddenly shook his hand and hummed, "In the middle of the night, he dug a hole and buried people. Finally, he sang a good show of secretly modifying the inscription. After a lot of trouble, I was already hungry. It was time to go back to the camp and have a full meal."

The guy suddenly stopped when he said this, and he chuckled, "I remember before killing prisoners, the British Duke once said that he couldn't help drinking tonight. This is the command of the general's military. Hahaha, I have already faded out of my mouth, and I'm just waiting to kill the person and have a good meal."

Lao Cheng and others slapped their thighs, and everyone was full of eyebrows and had no psychological burden after killing surrendered soldiers.

There are so many dead people on the battlefield, they are all figures that come out of the sea of ​​blood. They should enjoy one day when they are alive. They are not allowed to drink alcohol in the army during the war, and the Dukes are almost blowing up.

A group of old guys left with their backs, obviously heading straight to the camp to go for a meal and drink.

Li Jie shook his head helplessly and shouted to the soldiers around him: "You are back, and the meal tonight is divided into five batches. Each person can drink one or two taels of alcohol, and the military law will be used for more than one or two..."

The soldiers cheered loudly, calling the commander the mighty and the Marquis of Jingyang benevolent.

Li Jie smiled, raised his feet and left slowly.

The soldiers praised him for his only words of mightiness. When they praised Han Yue, they said kindness. Majesty is a cliché, and saying kindness comes from the heart.

It can be seen from this that although Li Jie is a great commander, his reputation is completely incomparable to Han Yue.

The army's camp was built in the Shepherd's Department. It was late at night, but a fire shone in the camp.

Countless large pots were raised high, with a raging fire burning below. The soldiers in the army split bags of grain with a knife and poured them directly into the pot. Then they cut hundreds of kilograms of marching meat. Finally, the large spoon kept stirring and rolling in the pot, and the aroma of meat was everywhere in the air.

Han Yue's soldiers ate meat every meal. This is the unique treatment of the entire Tang Dynasty and will inevitably become the unique army.

When Li Jie came back, Lao Cheng and others were already eating around the big pot. The British Duke of Tang Dynasty smiled bitterly. His eyes glanced back and forth in the camp. After a long time, he found a slightly lonely figure.

The figure was Han Yue, sitting alone next to a tent, holding half a bowl of meat porridge in his hand, but a jar of strong wine was placed at his feet.

"This doll..." Li Jie shook his head and walked over with his feet.

When he walked closer, he found that Han Yue was looking up at the sky, but his eyes were tightly closed. A bonfire was shining in the distance, and there was still crystal clear at the corners of his eyes.

Li Ji sat down cross-legged and whispered: "I feel sad after killing so many people, right?"

Han Yue slowly opened his eyes, but he didn't say a word, just shook his head.

Li Ji was slightly stunned and asked in confusion: "You have tears in the corner of your eyes. Isn't it because of the Han slave?"

"Yes, not..." Han Yue raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, pointed to the tent beside him, and said with mercy: "The reason why I cry is mainly because of them!"

Li Ji was stunned again. He looked along Han Yue's finger and suddenly noticed that the curtain of the tent was constantly shaking, and there were two figures behind him.

A gust of north wind whistled, and the curtain was blown up, revealing the faces of the figure behind him. They were two girls who were only fifteen years old.

Although she is a girl, she has a vicissitudes of life and timid face, a pale face, a thin body, and looks older than a middle-aged woman.

Li Ji only glanced at him and his heart thrust.

How much sin did this have to suffer? The complexion was so bad? The two girls were so thin that they were not as thin as humans. Their hands were nervously grasping the corners of their clothes. They were cracked holes on their fingers, which were red and swollen, and their fingertips were faintly black.

"Does the British Duke think they are beautiful?" Han Yue suddenly spoke and asked without any thoughts.

Li Ji was a little puzzled and subconsciously said: "What does the words of the Marquis of Jingyang mean? I know that you are not a lustful person, so why do you ask about this?"

Han Yue smiled miserably and murmured: "It's okay if you don't ask. If you don't ask, I don't know if I will suffer..."

This sentence was even more mindless, and Li Ji was stunned.

Han Yue looked at him and explained softly: "Just just now, I brought the meat porridge to eat here, but suddenly I heard the sound of swallowing. The two girls said that they hadn't eaten for three days and knelt on the ground and begged me to beg me for pity, and they wanted to serve me to sleep!"

Li Ji felt ache for no reason. He looked at the figure behind the curtain of the tent and said in a deep voice: "Since you have to give me something, you must ask for something. I wonder why these two dolls are asking for? Do they want you to give me a bowl of rice?"

"A bowl of rice? There is no bowl of rice..." Han Yue smiled miserably, and suddenly picked up the jar of wine and tilted his head and poured it hard. Because it was pouring too quickly, the wine splashed a lot from the corners of his mouth, which made him cough.

"Don't the British Duke know that they are sleeping with me. What they want is not a bowl of rice, but a bowl of food. They want to lick the bottom of the bowl. Hahaha, you say it's ridiculous, they just want to lick the bottom of the bowl and lick the bottom of the bowl."

Tears flowed down again without realizing it, but Han Yue suddenly realized that he had unknown. He suddenly wiped the corners of his eyes and said viciously to Li Ji: "Duke British, do you think these two women are beautiful? They sleep with me, will I suffer a loss?"

Li Ji's heart was so painful, as if someone tied a rope in his heart and pulled it hard. This Tang Dynasty military god killed no one in his life. He thought his heart was already cold, but at this moment he realized that human hearts would never be cold.

He looked at the two women in the tent, with a pale face, thin body and bony body, without any female attraction on his body. However, for some reason, Li Ji blurted out: "These two dolls are very beautiful. I think you will not lose money in this deal, not only will you lose money, but you will also make a big profit..."

"Since it's not a loss, I'll do it!" Han Yue suddenly threw the wine jar, got up and rushed directly into the tent.

A faint sound of Han Yueyou's crying sound came from inside, and he choked with sobs: "Don't ask the British Duke to serve a few bowls of rice. Tonight is the wedding night of this marquis. You need to have a good meal for the two ladies."

Li Jizheng pointed his head and said loudly: "The wedding night is a great joy. I will go to serve the rice now and call Cheng Zhijie and others. Everyone will come here to ask for a glass of wedding wine later..."

He turned and headed straight for the pot, staggering and skewing all the way.

The newlyweds are just an excuse, and the pleasing wine is also a comment. Han Yue's thoughts Li Ji could understand that he wanted to marry not only these two women, but also concerned about the 80,000 women and children in the entire Shepherd's Department.

The miserable Han girl came to the north to be raped. Now my army is sweeping over, how can I let my sisters be in trouble again?

"Two ladies, come on, let's worship the world and get married..."

Han Yue's shouting sounded from the tent, as if drunk, and as if not drunk. During this period, there were two girls crying loudly. Although the crying was so sad, the voice clearly contained great joy.

The sea of ​​suffering is endless, and someone finally came to live. He was plundered from the north since he was a child. After many years of suffering, they finally got married that night.

Although there is no red candle or suona, the husband shouted that he would marry the world. This is a custom that only the Han people in the Central Plains have. The Turks would not do this, nor would the second-generation Han slaves. They would only press the woman under their bodies cruelly and continue playing after they could not die...

"God blessed me, I finally escaped from the sea of ​​suffering!" The two girls burst into tears, but their hearts were extremely happy.

There were rapid footsteps outside the tent, Li Ji held a big bowl with both hands, and Lao Cheng held a big bowl with both hands. Whether Qin Qiong Chai Shao or Liu Hongji, everyone held a big bowl with them.

Behind them were Li Fenghua, Liu Heishi and Yuchi Jingde.

Li Ji said with a serious face: "Marquis of Jingyang, the newlyweds have to celebrate. Can you let everyone go in and have a wedding wine?"

"Please come in and give a testimony..."

Everyone sighed, and Li Fenghua quickly stepped forward a few steps to pick up the curtain and invited all the dukes to enter.

In the tent, Han Yue sat cross-legged, his eyes seemed to have no focus, but a light of wisdom kept flashing.

He looked at the dukes and said word by word: "Tonight, I will marry 80,000 women!"
Chapter completed!