As soon as the curtain was lifted, a girl of fourteen or five years old with bright eyes and white teeth stepped in and whispered to Di Lie who was getting ready to go: "Here we come!"

Di Lie recognized this girl, it was she who had just volunteered to earn a fortune and become a personal guard. What is surprising is that she is not an ordinary palace maid, but a majestic princess - the twenty-seventh daughter of Huizong.

Ningfu Emperor Ji Zhao Chuanzhu.

I don't know if this little princess is not afraid of tigers as a newborn, or if she learned that she could escape, she became more courageous, and she dared to face the "evil ghost" of the golden soldiers alone, who usually hid as far away as possible from afar.

Di Lie gave her a thumbs up as a sign of encouragement, and the little princess's bright little face suddenly smiled into a flower.

Di Lie waved his hand back, and the girls carefully retreated into the back tent separated by a screen with bated breath.

Before the girls could all hide, with a burst of triumphant laughter, several guards lifted the curtain and entered one after another.

These personal guards of Guolu have long been coveting the beautiful women in this tent, but their Lord Meng'an, who has always been a coward, has never stepped foot inside this tent.

There's nothing you can do to make them greedy. It's rare for the adults to let go today. Not only does he have fun by himself, but he also doesn't forget about his subordinates. How can he not make them happy?

The leading bodyguard had just rushed into the tent. Before he could see clearly whether the person standing in front of him was a man or a woman, his eyes suddenly blurred. He was hit hard on the side of the neck and fell to the ground. The unprepared bodyguards who followed him

One after another fell down. When each one was about to fall to the ground, Di Lie had to stretch his legs to support him to prevent him from making a sound. As a result, four people were knocked down one after another, and the guards were still unaware. Until the fifth person - that is,

When the last guard stepped into the tent, he seemed to feel something, but it was too late.

As soon as the guard stretched out his hand to the handle of the knife, Di Lie smashed his Adam's apple with a fierce punch, and fell down in shock, clutching his throat.

All five guards were knocked down, but the matter was not over yet. Di Lie stepped forward, grabbed the necks of the unconscious guards, and twisted them one by one. Then he clapped his hands and said to the women in the back tent: "Come over here and break their necks."

Take off your clothes, collect swords, arrows and waist tags. Whether you can escape from here depends on this 'tiger skin'."

The temptation to escape from the tiger's mouth was really great. Although these dead guards exuded the fishy stench unique to nomads, the delicate palace ladies still pinched their noses and quickly peeled off their armor.

robe, as for the underwear that hides dirt, I don't want anything about it.

At this time, Huan Huan poked her head out from behind Empress Zhu. When she saw the twisted corpse, she quickly retracted her head, patted her plump breasts, and vomited: "These are only five sets of clothes and waistbands. How can we

There are nearly twenty people..."

Zhuanzhu said with a smile: "Twenty Emperor Sister, don't worry. When the younger sister went out to deliver the message, she followed our hero's instructions and asked one of the personal guards to summon all the personal guards of Lord Qianhu.

The guy was still full of joy. He talked a lot and asked a Khitan guard guarding the village gate who knew Jurchen language. Only then did he find out that what he said was, "Meng'an Bojin is really considerate of this servant. There is no benefit at all."

"I forgot about my brothers, I will do my best to repay you" and so on. Although I don't know how many people will come, but I think the number of personal guards who will come to protect thousands of households should be no less than the sisters in our tent..."

Huanhuan was still a little worried: "If ten or twenty people come in together..."

Di Lie interrupted and said: "I will ask them to come in in batches and invite the beaded girl... uh, no, this... what kind of Di Ji is here?"

Zhuizhu pouted her little red mouth and said dissatisfiedly: "It's Emperor Ningfu, Ningfu! Ningfu! Are these two words so difficult to remember?"

"Well, of course not, it's easy to remember, easy to remember..." Di Lie sweated. It seems that whether it is ancient or modern, being unable to remember a girl's name (alias) is a very frustrating thing. However,

What made Di Lie even more stunned was the extremely powerful fertility of Song Huizong Zhao Ji - thirty-two sons and thirty-four daughters. Except for the unreliable one, the legendary one hundred sons of King Wen of Zhou

In addition to the frightening number, this can be regarded as the most number of children among ancient Chinese emperors.

The most ironic thing is that in another parallel time and space, so many dragon sons and dragon ladies were almost wiped out by the Jin. Most of the dragon sons were imprisoned for life and died in foreign countries; and the dragon ladies were even more miserable.

Become a slave, a maid, or even a prostitute...

The only one who ran away was Kang Wang Zhao Gou, but he was so frightened by the Jin army that he became impotent. And his only son, like me, died of fright in the "Miao Liu Rebellion". As a result, he was originally extremely prosperous.

The Zhao royal family of Taizong's lineage was almost extinct. In the end, Zhao Gou had no choice but to pass the throne to the descendants of Taizu. In the shadow of candlelight and ax more than a hundred years ago, Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi, who killed his brother to seize the throne, how could he not

Unexpectedly, my descendants would return the throne to the descendants of the boss in such helpless circumstances. Sure enough, things have changed...

The five corpses were stacked on top of each other, rolled up with carpets and piled at the corner of the tent. Then most of the candles in the tent were extinguished, leaving only one, glowing faintly. Di Lie sat cross-legged with a golden sword at the door of the tent.

, waiting quietly.

All the girls were hiding in the back tent. Although they were more than ten meters away and separated by a screen, Di Lie could still hear bursts of nervous and rapid breathing. After a long time, there was a hurried sound of horse hooves outside the village gate.

Immediately there was a loud noise and heavy footsteps coming towards the tent...

finally come!

Di Lie stood up, and his whole body made a crackling sound.

A rough voice came from outside the tent: "Meng'an Bo Jin, my subordinates have been ordered to come."

Di Lie also said roughly in Jurchen dialect: "Come in!"

The curtain moved, and a big face with shaggy hair and beard came in. What greeted him was a fist that suddenly grew in size...

The little princess of Beads is very smart and only allows five people to come in at a time. In two consecutive batches, they were all knocked down by Di Lie without any risk. But something went wrong in the third batch. When Di Lie twisted the third enemy's

When he reached his neck, for some unknown reason, the fourth enemy stepped into the tent door, then retracted and turned around quickly.

Di Lie made a quick decision, ducked down, and jumped out from under the curtain - and sure enough, a blade of light passed over his head. If he had lifted the curtain and chased after him, he would have hit the enemy's blade.

Di Lie put one hand on the ground, kicked out the scissors with both hands, and knocked the enemy upside down. The scimitar in his hand fell far away. Then he rubbed his body and punched back the enemy's screams before he could make it.

Throat, then grabbed the other person by the collar, and quickly dragged him into the tent.

Under the flickering candlelight, the guard looked like a fish on a chopping board, with his eyes rolled white, his hands grabbing wildly, and hissing loudly, looking like he was almost strangled to death.

As soon as Di Lie let go, his bodyguard immediately grabbed his throat, choking and coughing, with mucus and tears coming out of his nose. Di Lie fiercely grabbed the messy braids on the back of his bodyguard's head and said solemnly in Jurchen language: "How did you realize that something was wrong?

"

The bodyguard was coughing violently, with foul-smelling saliva flowing from his mouth, and was speechless.

Di Lie grabbed the opponent's collar hard and said, "If you don't say anything, do it again."

"Cough, cough... no..." The guard was obviously frightened by the suffocating feeling, and it took a lot of effort to squeeze out three words from his mouth, "It's too... quiet..."

Di Lie was startled at first, then thought about it and understood - several batches of Guolu's personal guards had entered the tent one after another. They were all here to have fun, so how could there be no sound? Di Lie, who understood it, was surprised.

I can only smile bitterly. Not many of the women in this tent are ordinary maids. They are all either beauties of heaven or concubines of emperors. How can they learn to touch themselves and moan...

Di Lie was about to ask how many people were behind him, when he saw the curtain move from the corner of his eye, as if a figure was flashing.

Di Lie pinched the guard's throat bone with three fingers. He slid to the tent door and grabbed a slender body in with his hands. At the same time, he slammed the opponent's neck with his other hand. Just as he was about to exert force, he was shocked.

Feeling the tentacles were slippery, he couldn't help but pause in horror. At this moment, the other party also screamed in time: "It's me!"

Di Lie quickly let go and coughed: "Why did you come in without saying hello? What if I am not empty-handed but holding a knife?"

Zhuizhu rubbed her chest, which was sore from being scratched, and glared at Di Lie angrily. Just about to speak, Di Lie turned around as if nothing had happened and said to the girls hiding behind the screen: "The alarm is over, come out."

Come on, change your clothes quickly and be ready to leave at any time."

Now that the beads are back, it means that all Guolu's personal guards have been captured. Although Di Lie feels that a dignified captain should have more than this number of personal guards, but after all, these personal guards also have their own duties.

Maybe they all came here to have fun. Anyway, there are enough people, and each person can basically get a golden soldier's armor. The next step is how to get these royal women out of the golden camp.

In Di Lie's imagination, with the identity of Guolu he was pretending to be at the moment, and the fact that all the women were covered by "tiger skin", it shouldn't be difficult to sneak out of the Jin Army camp, which is tight on the outside and loose on the inside. Really

The problem is after escaping from the Jin camp. The Jin army must have been alerted by then. How to escape the pursuit of the Jin army and bring them back to Wuren Mountain safely is the real consideration.

Just at the moment when Di Lie thought that something was most unlikely to happen, an astonishing song came from the Song Dynasty: "The two princes Sheye Ma, Xiebao, and Temmu Bo Jinsaili hosted a banquet in the main tent of the Chinese army.

I respectfully invite the Empress, Concubine Wei Xian, Concubine Zhu Shen, Princess Xing, Emperor Roufu (Huanhuan), Emperor Yifu (round beads), Emperor Huifu (beads), Emperor Ningfu (stringed beads) and Yuqiang (Su).

The king's daughter), Hanyu, Sandalwood (daughter of Zhao Si, the king of Yue), and Yuping.

Cao Xiaofonu, Yao Xiaojiaonu, Lu Niaoxiao, Jing Yingtao, Xin Xiangnu, Feng Baoyuer, Jiang Zuimei, Fu Yingnu, Lin Linghao, Yang Tiaoer and other sixteen ladies are also required to attend the banquet. Please do not delay, ladies and gentlemen,

Please wait a long time, three great kings."

This sudden and unexpected event made the girls in the tent who were getting ready feel like they were struck by lightning, and their movements were completely frozen, as if they were dumbfounded.

ps: The above lively names of women are all derived from historical data. From these wonderful names, you can imagine their grace and charm. What a good cabbage! How could the Jurchen pig be crowned!
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