Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 44
In the afternoon, the sun gradually sets to the west.

At the col of Zana Mountain, three miles away from Niuzha Mountain, Murong Li looked at the timekeeping hourglass in the tent. When the pointer pointed to the word Shen, he suddenly raised his voice: "An Ming, gather all the horses and march towards Niuzha Mountain!"

The team assembled quickly.

The moment they received the order, all the light cavalry were surprised.

Why suddenly send troops at this time?
By the time we arrive at Niuzha Mountain, it will be dark, right?
How will we attack bandits then?

It's just that none of them dared to ask why Murong Li chose to do it at this time.

Murong Li changed his clothes and went outside the tent, glanced at the neat team, and got on his horse.

Dressed in a black military uniform, he exudes a fierce and evil spirit under the scorching sun. Coupled with the dazzling golden mask on his face, he looks like a bloodthirsty Shura from hell.

A group of light cavalry looked up at his valiant figure, feeling awe in their hearts at this moment.

If they can follow the famous King Gong to fight in their lifetime, they will not waste their lives.

An Ming received Murong Li's signal, and raised his right hand.

"set off!"

When the large group of people marched slowly towards Niuzha Mountain, there was also a tense atmosphere in the Mighty Village.

On the high protective wall, someone was whispering.

"I've heard people say that Prince Gong, who is in charge of our crusade this time, has experienced many battles and is not easy to deal with."

"I've also heard that he once led an army of 30 to fight against Nanyue's [-] army, beat Nanyue to the bum, and never dared to invade the border of Xifeng again."

"Then don't we only have a dead end?"

"Hey! Let it be fate. If I can survive this time, I will go to the city to have a good night. I haven't played with a woman for a long time."

"Me too. I must find the most beautiful girl in Zuixianglou and fight for [-] rounds."

"Hehe! With your body, three hundred rounds of fighting? I think three rounds will be the best."

"Three times? You underestimated me too much. Before, I came to Miss Chunhong seven times in one night."

"Yo! I really didn't realize that you are Seven Times One Night."

The laughter on the protective wall gradually subsided. In the depths of the cottage, Shen Jingshu was lying comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch, taking a look at the sky outside, with a bright arc on his lips.

The pill she threw into the kitchen water tank in the morning was a concentrated super soft essence powder.

It is the kind of poison that can make people's muscles and bones weak in various film and television dramas.

Especially for those with deep internal energy, they will be unable to exert their internal energy within half an hour of the medicine's effect.

Calculating the time, in another quarter of an hour, the people in this cottage should have fallen.

She was smiling when someone suddenly came outside the door.

"Girl, the second master asked me to invite you to the front hall."

The smile on Shen Jingshu's face disappeared instantly, and suspicion suddenly arose in his heart.

Call her to the front hall at this time, what will happen?

Rolling her eyes for a while, she stood up.

"Wait a minute, I pack up and go with you."

Of course, she didn't really want to dress up or anything, but strolled leisurely in the room, deliberately delaying time.

After a while, she opened the door and smiled at the man.

"Let's go."

In the front hall, the sound of strings is curling, and there is a scene of singing and dancing, which is completely opposite to the tense atmosphere at the gate of the village.

"Master, I respect you with this cup of wine, I wish you to defeat Prince Gong in one fell swoop, and keep my mighty village peaceful."

The head of the house didn't say anything, he took the wine bottle in front of him and drank it in one gulp, his movements were quite chic.

When Shen Jingshu came to the front hall, she saw that one of the three women who had troubled her before was playing the piano, and the other two were snuggling in the arms of the first master and the second master, with very intimate and ambiguous postures.

(End of this chapter)