Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 19 [Mortar] Isn't it fragrant?

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Goodbye [Utasaki River], her Tuoba body is stronger, and her spirit is also very good.

"sister…"

She yelled in response, holding the bridle in her hand, shaking it non-stop.

"The last time I left, I disappeared for more than half a year..."

She sincerely sighed, her expression resembled that of a child.

"Still so young."

Wang Xuan smiled and lowered his head to look at his chest.

"Not drooping..."

The two joked and went straight to the tent.

After drinking Mongolian [wine], Temujin sat on a stool and played with [guns].

[aim]
"Bang!" A shot rang out.

He laughed heartily, held up his wine glass and toasted Wang Xuan for traveling thousands of miles [fulfilling the promise].

"Your Highness, you are the most generous woman I have ever seen..."

Wang Xuan greeted with a smile, but only half a drink.

He stretched out his fingers: "Halve each..."

Temujin had a look of disappointment on his face.

"The bullets left by Her Royal Highness the last time were too few. We, the most elite man in Mongolia, ran out of bullets within two shots..."

"Now three thousand rounds, not much."

"Why is it halved?"

"Because we have no money..."

Wang Xuan grinned bitterly, and continued.

"Where is Pingyong Country? Brother Temujin, have you ever thought about it?"

"Every year, it is the junction of the three countries. Everyone wants it, but everyone squeezes it."

"So! Just one word: poor!"

"And it's still poor to death. Now we have to demolish the original ground and rebuild it if we want to build guns and ammunition."

"Tell me, five months, isn't it a bit rushed..."

"Hmm..." Temujin nodded silently, while Utasaki said "Indeed".

"However, I am here today, of course not to report your worries to Brother Temujin."

"Oh?" He drank a glass of wine and looked at Wang Xuan again.

"Is there a gift?"

Wang Xuan clapped his hands, and the two women outside the yurt put the iron pipe as big as a cylinder in front of their eyes.

Wang Xuan smiled, carrying it as if holding a decent treasure.

The shiny green paint, Temujin held it in his hand and looked at it, his eyes spread to the crack of the yurt's door.

"Please come with me..."

Temujin was taken to a lawn not far away, Wang Xuan squatted down, and gestured with his fingers to the invisible hill.

"Wind speed, distance..."

He murmured words, but in the eyes of outsiders, he looked like an [old Taoist] preaching and teaching.

Utasaki watched, and approached slowly as if he was moving in unison.

His eyes stared ahead, his expression standing still.

A medium-sized [iron plate] was buried at the bottom of the soil.

He spliced ​​[the tripod] together like flowing water.

After standing up and patting his knees, [the mortar] was like a monument planted in the ground.

"It's a bomb..."

Wang Xuan said to Temujin who was behind, and the accompanying people began to retreat slowly.

"You also retreat..."

Utasaki River hugged his arm and left reluctantly.

I saw Wang Xuan squatting halfway, aiming his left eye at the [sighter], and then raised his head and smiled at the top of the mountain.

"Brother Temujin, if I can blow up that mountain, you will get this thing plus forty rounds of shells, so we won't count the gun, okay?"

"certainly…"

"Okay! With your words, you can take care of it..."

Wang Xuan gestured [ok] with his fingers, and he grabbed a cylinder-like ammunition and threw it directly into the mortar.

Just listen to "boom..." sound.

"Oh!"

A cloud of black smoke rushed into the sky immediately, startling the livestock on the Mongolian grasslands and blasting them all around.

Wang Xuan covered his ears and jumped up and down from the spot.

"Sure enough, it's been a while since I haven't played this [thing]."

He looked at the top of the mountain, almost thicker than the smoke in the sky.

"Brother Temujin..."

He was interrupted in the middle of his speech.

"Teach me how to use [the thing], forty rounds, enough..."

Wang Xuan grinned and looked at Temujin who turned and left.

Fang Sheng, who accompanied him, looked shocked.

"His Royal Highness..."

"Why don't you use this [baby] for [my family]?"

Wang Xuan stretched out his finger and poked her forehead, then whispered.

"Idiot, it seems that you haven't been to the [armament department] much recently."

"People like me, can you not hide a large number before you come?"

Fang Sheng smiled naively, his face slightly raised.

"Your Highness, wise..."

"Go back, you must teach me..."

"Okay, that's a must..."

After he finished speaking, he spread his hands proudly, lay flat on the grassland dam and admired the blue sky.

Fang Sheng stared at him for a long time without speaking, and lay down together.

There is [Utasaki River] walking in front of her. She probably won't go back to the camp and wants to stay with [sister] for a while.

Fang Sheng muttered secretly, Wang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and she left in a hurry.

Switching to Utasaki River, the whole smell around has become very mellow.

There is a creamy smell swirling wantonly, sweet feeling, more fragrant than cheese.

"You are so kind..." Wang Xuan closed his eyes and teased.

Utasaki didn't understand. She turned her face closer, and the wind in the clear sky made her hair blow to Wang Xuan's forehead from time to time.

"How to say?"

"Mongolian women can be both tough and soft, but women from Pingyong Kingdom can't..."

When Wang Xuan spoke, he was a little earnest, but with his eyes closed, he would relax a lot.

"otherwise…"

Utasaki River held Wang Xuan's hand drooping around his waist while talking.

The two women who are five or six years apart are extremely harmonious.

"Women in Pingyong country can't wear rouge, but I heard that women in [Southern Song Dynasty] must have [feet bound]..."

"[Three-inch Golden Lotus]..."

"Zizi, I feel uncomfortable just thinking about it..."

"Besides, they are still [men are superior to women]..."

When Utasaki River said it, there was a sense of anxiety on his face, and he had some [empathy], but Wang Xuan didn't seem to resonate too much.

"Yes, but who can change?"

Wang Xuan asked back, opened his eyes and asked back to God.

She said, "My brother [Temujin]!"

Wang Xuan nodded silently and sat up, looking extremely sad.

He waved from one corner of the grassland to another.

Utasaki stared at his hand, and all he saw was a field of lambs in white.

"It's so beautiful..." She marveled at the [love] from nature [Mother].

But in Wang Xuan's eyes, [killing] and [hand-to-hand combat] are everywhere.

"If one day, after your brother completes his great career, what do you plan to do?"

She heard Li and said, "Never thought about it."

Utasaki wrinkled his fingers and let out a sigh.

"My life was given to me by my brother..."

Wang Xuan knew that Temujin and her were [siblings of the opposite sex].

"People from the Southern Song Dynasty..."

She bowed her head and finished speaking, with tears in her eyes and a bloated expression, like a [lady of every family].

"People from the Southern Song Dynasty?"

Wang Xuan interrupted on purpose, and wiped away the tears falling from the corners of her eyes with a silk handkerchief.

"Martial arts are very good, but it's too [daozi mouth bean curd heart]..."

He looked at her feet as he spoke.

"However, you don't have [Three-inch Golden Lotus]..."

She grinned and heard it, not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

"certainly…"

"I'm from [Southern Song Dynasty], but I grew up in [Mongolia]..."

"So, I'm a [Mongolian]..."

"Correct!"

Wang Xuan stood up affirmatively, stretching his waist.

"Do you have relatives?" He looked at her solemnly.

She shook her head.

"I was born without a father or a mother..."

"Oh…"

"Then if you were asked to choose between your brother and me, who would you choose?"

Utasaki didn't understand what he meant.

"The war is over, when your brother completes his great cause, you can go with me..."

"No matter how small Pingyong Country is, it is a [home] where [it is best to be a woman], and a woman like you is young."

"I think, all your martial arts are forced out, if this is the case, you might as well go with me..."

"Being my sister, she doesn't have to be worse than anyone..."

"Ping Yong's country will not be destroyed, so just be a real [woman], okay?"

Wang Xuan looked at Gesaki River who was sitting on the ground, wondering what the light in her eyes was trying to tell him.

(End of this chapter)