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Chapter 201 With me here, why use Jiaoer to kill the enemy? (three more)
"My servant sees the emperor." The chivalrous girl He Xuanjiao in military uniform jumped off a bay red horse. She came over to Zhu Yousong with affection and anger in silence. Li Quan was also unscathed, and while giving Zhu Yousong a blessing, he covered his mouth and was happy.

Zhu Yousong made them flattened, and it was strange to miss her these two days. At this time, He Xuanjiao's heroic figure was more like a beautiful and delicious fresh fruit. The two looked at each other. In front of her father, He Xuanjiao looked like a tomboy, but in front of Zhu Yousong, the girl's true colors were revealed.

The two exchanged glances tacitly, and Zhu Yousong asked her to get on the horse, and then flew onto the bay red horse, wrapping her tightly around her from behind.

In broad daylight, this is the battlefield of thousands of troops, Zhu Yousong's bold and intimate action made her heart beat wildly, her little face was already red to the neck, but her heart was filled with happiness and pleasure.

Zhu Yousong and He Xuanjiao continued to chase and wipe out the Panjun.Li Quan and Xiao Hong led their troops to escort them closely, and this pair of lovers killed the enemy even more bravely.

The horse is galloping, Zhu Yousong embraces the beauty, and follows the ups and downs of the horse. At this time, Zhu Yousong doesn't feel like he is fighting, but rather like talking about love on a hotbed. The battlefield is messy. Of course, they don't talk much. Communicate with body language.

Feeling Zhu Yousong's broad chest and strong arms, smelling Zhu Yousong's thick and masculine breath, He Xuanjiao behaved like a stunner in Zhu Yousong's arms, her heart fluttering.

The fragrant bomb in his arms made Zhu Yousong hot, and the sleepiness just now was swept away. The bay red horse ran fast, and soon caught up with the slow-running general.

"Your Majesty can't kill the enemy like this." He Xuanjiao murmured in his arms.

"With me here, why use Jiaoer to kill the enemy? From now on, your main task is to make people for me." Zhu Yousong said and hugged her even tighter.

He Xuanjiao thought that the man behind him was too coquettish, too shy to speak.

Whoosh, whoosh, three beeps came through the air.

Zhu Yousong's face was shocked, his eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, and he threw his arms upwards vigorously.

"what--"

With a shrill scream, He Xuanjiao rose into the air.

While Zhu Yousong was throwing the beauty up, he leaned back sharply, almost sleeping on the horse's back. This move is called Vajra sticking board bridge. At this time, three crossbow arrows flew over Zhu Yousong, and the lowest arrow It passed close to the tip of Zhu Yousong's nose, so hanging!
Zhu Yousong sat up straight again, stretched out his arms, caught Lai He Xuanjiao who had just fallen, put him back on the horse, and held him in his arms.

He Xuanjiao blushed in shock, and sighed in her heart that His Majesty's miraculous skills are world-class, but she couldn't say a word of gratitude.

Only then did the two realize that this was a battlefield of life and death. Since this was on the street in Huai'an, even the wide street was too narrow. The two of them indulged in it, leaving Li Quan, Xiaohong and other guards behind.

He Xuanjiao simply turned her face away, buried her head deep in Zhu Yousong's arms and didn't look at anything, she gave herself completely to this man, but hugged Zhu Yousong tightly with her arms, as if hugging a rare treasure , Let the war horse gallop, let this man do his best.

A judge greeted Zhu Yousong with a sword and spear. Zhu Yousong raised his sword and swung the sword and spear. With another sword strike, a judge screamed and fell off his horse. A few of them, none of them who don't have long-sighted eyes rushed to attack the Kung Fu Emperor again, they just ran for their lives blindly.

However, they ran fast, and the soldiers and horses of the imperial court were in a hurry to chase them. After they were caught up, they were hacked and killed on the street.

Now there is no need for the emperor to kill the thieves himself, but Zhu Yousong saw these soldiers dead on the street, although he deserved his crime, but at this time he did not have the heroic and refreshing feeling to win the battlefield, because these people are not thieves, Not to mention the Tartars, they are all soldiers and horses supported by the imperial court. It is their duty to seek out thieves and drive captives, and to defend the country's frontiers.

Zhu Yousong, who had received higher education from later generations, had a national sentiment in his heart. He raised his sword and shouted loudly: "Listen, it is not too late to surrender and submit to the imperial court. Those who surrender will not die!"

Zhu Yousong had internal strength, and he ran and shouted on the horse again, his voice was much louder than ordinary people, broadcasting like a small trumpet.Although the battlefield is chaotic, you can still hear how far away it is.

The generals in Huai'an are not out of their minds, and none of their lives were brought by the strong wind, but by their parents, in exchange for years of tasting salt.

Therefore, they had no confidence in themselves and the Huai'an soldiers would stop running. Knowing that they would never run again, they didn't want to be slaughtered in the streets and alleys.

An hour later, the battle in Huai'an City was over. Feng Zhishan and Yao Wenchang fled with a small number of troops through the north gate. There were still more than [-] Huai'an soldiers in the city who surrendered to Zhu Yousong and begged for crimes.

Zhu Yousong gritted his teeth and forgave them again, and what he said several times relieved their worries, and these soldiers kowtowed their heads to thank the emperor.

At this time, Zhu Yousong felt that his trip to Huai'an had a sense of accomplishment. At least this time, the cutting of the feudal clan was not a complete failure.

Zhu Yousong did not send anyone to hunt down Feng Zhishan, Yao Wenchang and the others, knowing that they would not be able to escape. In addition, there were limited soldiers and horses in front of him, and there were still many affairs in the city, and post-war matters needed to be dealt with urgently.After closing the city gate, he ordered He Zhaoxiong to put the tens of thousands of captives under custody, waiting to be reorganized.
The wounds of Liu Zhaoji and Zheng Longfang were bandaged and treated. The two generals had been on the battlefield for a long time. This kind of skin trauma was nothing at all. Zhu Yousong ordered them to lead people to clean up the battlefield, put out the remaining fire, and rush to repair the houses, so that Li Quan and Xiaohong were out of the list Anmin.

Zhu Yousong and He Xuanjiao moved to Dongpingbo Mansion again in the afternoon. The huge Dongpingbo Mansion has returned to its former splendor, the ruins have been cleared away, and simple repairs are still in progress, but this does not affect Zhu You at all. Song moved to drive Xingyuan.

He Xuanjiao grew up in the deep mountains, and such a magnificent palace seemed like a heavenly palace to her. She followed Zhu Yousong and admired it everywhere, her flowery little face full of surprise and embarrassment.

Zhu Yousong took her into the most luxurious palace, and after eating there, Zhu Yousong took He Xuan's tender little hand and sat on the dragon couch.

Zhu Yousong looked at her flowery face and smiled slightly, "Jiao'er, from now on, your mission is not to kill enemies on the battlefield, but to create people for me."

After hearing this, and seeing Zhu Yousong's impatient look, He Xuanjiao certainly knew what the emperor was going to do, but it was only the afternoon, so why not wait until evening?In broad daylight, she blushed embarrassingly, but she still served the emperor meekly.

Zhu Yousong is really weird. It has been ten hours since yesterday, and he is still so tireless when he sees a beautiful woman, and his lust is so strong. A man is also lustful!

(End of this chapter)