C74 Golden Soldier Abuse

The day was sunny and the snow had melted in the square outside as if it had been washed by water. It was already evening, and the stone slabs had long since been dried by the sun. Hua Rong chased after her. Far away, in the dusk, a few gold soldier caught up to a woman and tore off her clothes one by one. A few of them grabbed her four limbs and pressed down on her head, causing her to pout her body. A Golden Army was leaning on her body from behind, shaking her body non-stop …

Hua Rong miserably closed his eyes and suddenly thought of the "lucky" Little Zhou of the Song Tai Zong painting of the Spring Palace. She felt as if golden stars were flickering in his eyes, and she had long heard of the misfortunes of the Song Kingdom woman, but this time she had personally witnessed such a terrifying cyclone. It was as if her entire body had been thrown into a pot of oil, as if she had returned to the night when she was caught on the island by the King Qin.

Her internal organs rapidly moved as she crouched down, as if she was about to vomit her heart out.

Jin Wushu naturally saw this scene, and shouted from far away, "Stop!!"

However, how could they catch the attention of the crowd of excited beast soldiers? Wu Qimai rushed forward and pulled down the man who was riding on the lady's back. The man resentfully pulled up his pants as he scolded, "Which bastard doesn't have eyes, who dares to provoke this daddy?"

Jin Wushu shouted loudly: "Get lost now!"

These soldiers were all under Zong Han's command, and were about to kill him, but when they saw that it was Fourth Prince, they immediately scattered like birds.

The woman on the ground had disheveled hair and a face full of blood. Her clothes were torn to shreds and it was not even possible to cover her thighs.

She was originally quite pretty, but now she had been tortured to the point that she didn't look like a human anymore. She was just like a ghost girl.

Jin Wushu sighed to himself as he took off his outer robes and passed it over to her. Wang's disease covered his body and then trembled as he opened his mouth and sobbed, "Young Master …"

Jin Wushu gestured, and two guards helped her up before walking back to the camp.

When he was almost by Hua Rong's side, Jin Wushu stopped in her tracks. Under the twilight, she bit his lips tightly, his face pale as a sheet of white paper.

Her voice was dry as she said, "Qin Gui was your accomplice in the Da Song. His wife, you're actually not willing to let him go?"

"Not yet a consort. Qin Gui is only trying his best to curry favor with me. "

What's the difference?

Jin Wushu did not answer and directly entered the tent. Hearing that Hua Rong had caught up, he did not make a sound.

The little ring poured a cup of hot tea and Wang's disease finished it in one gulp.

Jin Wushu asked: What are you looking for me for? Where's your master? "

She sobbed, "After my master was captured, his life and death is unknown. My concubine and many other female disciples were imprisoned in the Liu Jia Temple and were subjected to all sorts of insults. When I heard that my young master was here, I wanted to try my luck …" She kneeled down, "Young Master, please accept this body of concubine as your servant. Even if it was as a slave or as a slave, you would still be willing … body of concubine, you can't take that kind of torture anymore … "

Jin Wushu let out a long sigh, "Whatever, you can stay here for now."

Wang's disease kowtowed again, "Thank you Young Noble, thank you …"

"Little Huan, take her down to change her clothes and find a room to rest."

"Yes."

stood outside the front door in a daze, watching both of their figures disappear. At this moment, it was unknown why, but the will to live and to flee was once again unable to withstand a single blow. It was so clear that — Under the Song Kingdom's huge nest, no matter male or female, they were unable to survive.

The nation was destroyed, and the women had to pay their debts.

Of the four hundred thousand people, not a single one was a husband!

A light flashed in his mind. It was the scene of his brother brandishing the long spear and running amok. Suddenly, he felt warm inside and woke up: there was also his brother! And there's also the Ninth Prince!

At this moment, they had never been in such a hurry to leave. Even if they had to go up the mountain of blades or descend the sea of flames, they had to support the Ninth Prince and build a huge army together with their younger brothers, killing all of the brutal Golden Army to their last breath.

Once the bloodthirsty thought appeared in his mind, his face flushed red. Even Jin Wushu who had walked over to his side did not notice it at all.

Jin Wushu stared at her for a long time before suddenly letting out a light cough. She regained his senses, and came into contact with Jin Wushu's strange eyes.

A burst of hurried footsteps could be heard, and Wu Qimai's voice was filled with panic, "Below the great hall, below the great hall..."

"Scram, this king wants to see Fourth Brother... "Arcane Art, come out …"

Zong Han bellowed, but Wu Qimai was unable to stop it. Jin Wushu's heart moved, and he gently pointed with his finger, causing Hua Rong to immediately enter the room, afraid of Zong Han's brutality. Just then, Zong Han walked into the tent and shouted: "Big brother, how have you been?"

Zong Han laughed, his gaze sweeping across Jin Wushu's body like a condor, and looking at his clothing of a young noble from the Song Kingdom, he knew that he was unable to match up to Jin Wushu at all.

He frowned: "I heard that you were stabbed by that slut from Song Kingdom?"

Jin Wushu shook his head: "Where did it come from? Big brother, don't listen to rumors. When you return from the battlefield, you'd better take care of your body and rest. "

It was really a rare occurrence for Zong Han to lose this time. When he heard Jin Wushu's words, he couldn't help but feel anger rising from the bottom of his heart, and with a glance up and down, he moved as fast as the wind, grabbing towards Jin Wushu's chest, "Fourth Brother, this king will see if you're injured or not …"

Jin Wushu was already prepared for this, as he dodged to the side and blocked him off with a move, then said indifferently: "Big Brother specially came today to cause trouble for this little brother?"

"Haha, this king cares about you, Fourth Brother! According to our military orders, if any Slave dares to disobey our orders and hurt the Jinguo generals and soldiers, we will punish them severely. especially you, Fourth Brother, if there is a Song Kingdom who has harmed the Fourth Brother's precious body, this king will definitely hack her into a thousand pieces to resolve the Fourth Brother's hatred. "

"Although little brother is not talented, a mere female can't hurt me." Big brother dares to laugh at little brother's ability? "

"Fourth Brother is able to lift a iron dragon that weighs a thousand kilograms. He is the number one warrior in our Da Jin Kingdom. "Hahaha …" "This king plans for the safety of the Fourth Brother, thinking that the female tiger you brought back is incomparably fierce, difficult to tame, and that more than half of the Slave have died in the past few days. The number of officials and courtesans in the various military camps has greatly decreased, and I, the Great Golden Warrior, do not receive the rewards, so, Fourth Brother, in consideration of the bigger picture, wanted to get that Slave from you, so as to resupply the number of officials and courtesans, so that she can truly experience the pride of my Great Jinguo man. See if she still dares to be fierce …"

"Oh? Big brother truly loves the army. "However, since when did the military order for the general to be conscripted out and assigned to ordinary soldiers?"

"Fourth Brother, you have misunderstood. This is definitely not what I meant, I was only worried that my own brothers in bone will harm this bitch of a Southern Barbarians …"

Jin Wushu waved his sleeves: "It's cold out, it's better for Big Bro to go back and rest early. Don't worry about Little Bro's matters."

"Haha …" laughed dryly, then revealed a fierce look, "To be honest, Fourth Brother, I have already heard that the female slave you captured is called Hua Rong, she is indeed the older sister of General Song, Yue Pengju. In this campaign, I have suffered greatly from the Southern Barbarians, so I must capture her, torture her well to vent the hatred in my heart."

Zong Han couldn't hold Yue Pengju and wanted to come here to threaten him. Jin Wushu resisted the impulse to slap the table and stood up, and said coldly: "Big Brother, Song Kingdom is dead. You only need to send Zhaojiaji and a large amount of treasures back to Shang Jing in a few days' time to receive your rewards and enjoy the glory of being rich. For a mere little brother, he has to stay in the Song Kingdom to capture Zhao Deji. I do not dare to accept credit, and do not ask for any rewards, could it be that I do not even have the qualifications to obtain a few female slaves? "

"Please calm your anger Fourth Brother, this is not my intention …"

He waved his hand: "If that's the case, then this little brother doesn't have any big sister Yue Pengju here.

After publicly giving the order to expel the guest, Zong Han thought that he had steeled his heart to protect the female slave, laughed, and followed his trusted aides to leave.

Returning back to the camp and sitting down, he received a report from the military advisor, saying that the Song Kingdom had collected another batch of silver and silver and sent it over. Zong Han looked at the list, laughed, and recovered from his failure.

He suddenly continued, "I'm afraid that when we return to the Shang Jing, the only thing we need is to stay here and do nothing."

The advisor knew what was on his mind. Shang Jing was very ill right now and could die at any time, but she had not decided on the successor, so the situation was not clear. The group of Crown Princes were secretly fighting, all of them hoped that they could return as soon as possible, and not stay in the Song Kingdom to fight. The Jinguo's succession tradition was very different from the Han Chinese. It usually depended on the person with the strongest military achievements. However, Zong Wang and the others were not to be outdone. Adding the Jin Wushu who had risen to prominence later, their reputation was even more so after the battle at open seal. Furthermore, he was worried that if Jin Wushu managed to capture Zhao Deji, his contribution would be above his. Even if did not succeed the throne, if he chose to form an alliance with Zong Wang, it would be a huge threat to him.

The Military Advisor said in a low voice, "For the past few days, Fourth Prince has been indulging in women's beauty, drinking and having fun. He was captivated by that Song woman, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Zong Han inquired a few times, and also realized that he was deeply in love with a woman. This was exactly what he wanted, and laughed out loud: "Fine, let her immerse herself in the gentleness of that Song girl …"

The advisor lowered his voice even more. "That woman is Yue Nanman's big sister, and he secretly betrothed his enemies to her. When the time comes, he will give her a solid proof of his wrongdoings.

Zong Han was overjoyed: "The Military Advisor's plan is really good!"

When Zong Han left, Jin Wushu was still sitting on the chair, angered to the point that his face was black.

Wu Qimai closed the door, walked over, and said in a low voice. "Fourth Prince, don't be angry!"

"He's trying to snatch the credit, trying to capture Zhao Deji at the same time. All the credit …"

"The invasion of the Fourth Prince s all depended on their tactics and intelligence. Don't worry, the hall will not be able to receive any slanderous words from the Old Wolf Master."

"I'm not afraid of him! However, he was overbearing and overbearing! "You actually won't even let go of my woman …"

Hua Rong heard every word spoken from the door of the private room, her heart was filled with fear, if Zong Han continued to threaten him, she was afraid that she would have to suffer an unimaginable fate.