All the contract girls want to marry me

Wen Leiya was stunned for five seconds, then suddenly pounced like a cheetah and jumped into Matthew's arms.

Matthew is a magician after all. He hasn't had a good rest these days and is already exhausted. He was caught off guard by Wen Leiya and was thrown so hard that he was knocked to the ground.

Looking at Wen Leiya who was riding on him, Matthew scratched his head mockingly and said with a smile: "I wanted to give you a surprise, but I didn't expect you to be frightened."

I wanted to be cool, but ended up being pushed down by Wen Leiya. What the hell is this?

Just when Matthew was struggling to sit up, Wenleya suddenly stretched out her hands and covered his eyes.

"Don't open your eyes!"

Matthew didn't speak or open his eyes, but enjoyed the comfort of the warm nephrite in his arms and the touch of the girl's lips.

The tree elf girl's body exuded the refreshing fragrance of flowers and plants, which made Matthew linger.

He was worried about scaring Wen Leiya away, so he didn't stick out his tongue, but just savored the contact of lips.

Electricity passed through his heart, causing ripples, making Matthew feel like he was on a sunny beach, not knowing why.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Leiya finally got off Matthew. She did not pull Matthew onto the bed, but lay down side by side with him.

The fragrant smell coming from the earth was the scent of the goddess of nature, and she enjoyed it very much.

There was no evil spirit in Matthew's eyes just now, but only tranquility.

Wen Leiya is very happy. No matter what the future holds, at least at this moment, the Matthew she likes is back.

As for what will happen tomorrow, that is a matter of tomorrow.

The girl closed her eyes and murmured softly: "Matthew, if you like, can you do this every day?"

"Matthew?"

After waiting for such shameful words for a long time but no response, she opened her eyes in surprise and saw that Matthew was already fast asleep.

A slight snoring could be heard, and he was indeed sleepy.

Chapter 236 The Old Lion

When Matthew woke up, he was surprised to find that he had changed into pajamas and was lying on Wen Leiya's bed.

He looked around blankly, unable to see Wen Leiya's figure, and was a little confused.

It took me a long time to think about what happened last night.

After the meeting, he came to visit Wenleya and was thrown to the ground by Wenleya, followed by a soft and sweet kiss.

Then again?

Why is the memory fragmented at the critical moment?

He lifted up the bed and took a look. The sheets were neat and clean, with the scent of flowers, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, nothing happened that crossed the line.

Although he had also fantasized about sleeping with Wen Leiya, but not now, let alone when he lost consciousness.

At least it's worth remembering when everyone is awake.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Wen Leiya came over with a bowl of emerald green drink.

Seeing Matthew wake up, her cheeks were slightly red and she said softly: "You're awake, come and drink this bowl of soup."

Matthew wanted to jokingly ask if the soup was poisonous?But I still held back.

You can make this kind of joke with Karenin Aisanya, and they will respond, but Wen Leiya can't.

She is good at everything, but she takes her life too seriously.

If you make a joke like this to her, she will definitely take it seriously.

Matthew took the soup bowl and drank it all without hesitation.

Well, it tastes really good. It's refreshing and has a special fragrance of gardenia and mint, which is very thirst-quenching.

"It tastes great, do you have any more?"

"No, this is a refreshing soup mixed with elf nectar. I only have one bowl of it a month."

Matthew was a little strange, what could be so magical, only one bowl a month.

No matter, it's not a bad thing anyway...

Oops, my stomach hurts.

Cold sweat rolled down Matthew's forehead. He looked up at Wen Leiya in disbelief, remembering the chicken soup Shirley made back then.

Could this guy also be a dead-head?

Matthew was speechless, what kind of yandere unfolding is this!

Looking at Matthew's complicated expression, Wen Leiya asked softly: "If I poisoned him, would you kill me?"

Matthew shook his head slowly.

"If five years of companionship leads to this result, I have nothing to say."

Wen Leiya put her hand on Matthew's shoulder and said softly: "How could I do something to the person who saved my life? This is special tree elf nectar that only a handful of unmarried tree elf girls can produce. You can't bear it." Just be patient and you'll feel better after a while."

Matthew wanted to ask Wen Leiya where this thing came from, but he chose silence when the words came to his lips.

Some things cannot be taken seriously. If this thing is a special liquid once a month, what else can he say?

Could it be that it tastes good? Have another drink?

In short, it's rare to be confused, so let's just treat it as mint soup.

Looking at Matthew's complicated expression, Wen Leiya couldn't help but purse her lips and chuckle after a long time.

She laughed for a long time before stopping, and said quietly: "Master, why should I feed you randomly? The tree elf can transform into an ancient tree after awakening, and the elf nectar you drink is from the stamens of the flower when I was in the form of the ancient tree. The nectar flowing out of it.”

"You haven't had a good rest these days, and your health is not as strong as before. You actually fell asleep on the floor last night, so I made an exception and let you drink elf nectar."

It was a normal thing originally, but Wen Leiya's shy expression and tone became a little more ambiguous.

Matthew knew it was not appropriate to continue this topic and quickly thanked Wen Leiya.

Wen Leiya gave instructions in a soft voice.

After taking Elf Nectar, magic power must be used to digest and absorb it to maximize the effect.

Seeing that the sun had risen, she quickly sent Matthew outside the camp for fear of being seen.

Wen Leiya didn't know that as soon as Matthew walked out of the camp, he was seen by at least three pairs of eyes.

He spent the night in Wenleya's tent last night, and walked out the next day with a glowing face. This matter quickly spread among the contractors.

......

After resting for a while, the army continued to advance and approached Fuzar Mountain.

While Matthew was advancing, the army of the Huxun Khanate led by Zalandin arrived unexpectedly.

Zalandin led an army of 20 people to come for a decisive battle, which was almost the limit of the grassland people's logistical support.

This army is a coalition of various ethnic groups in the grassland. 10 of them are from the Huoxun tribe. They are directly under Zalandin. Their combat effectiveness and loyalty are unquestionable.

The other 10 people are composed of the two major tribes of Black Sheep and White Sheep and some smaller tribes. Their combat effectiveness is slightly weaker and their organization is relatively chaotic.

In order to facilitate mobilization and mutual cooperation, Zalandin placed 9 cavalry from the Huoxun tribe in the center, the Black Sheep tribe and three small tribes on the left, and the Aries tribe and four small tribes on the right.

In addition, he also placed [-] cavalry behind him as a general reserve.

Matthew has a total of 15 troops under his command, which are also deployed according to the left, center and right armies.

Matthew's ally Wendy commanded an army of 1 people and lost more than 8 people on the way. The remaining [-] people are on their way and are expected to arrive in a week.

The two sides have been facing off here for more than half a month.

In the past half month, after a series of trials and small-scale conflicts, the two sides gained a new understanding of each other's combat effectiveness.

As his subordinates continued to lie about the results of the battle, Zalandin became even more convinced that the Royal Army was vulnerable.

He even arrogantly shouted that "one prairie warrior is equal to five royal army trash".

He was not in a hurry to launch a general attack, because he was waiting for someone, waiting for Wendy's imperial army to come together to die.

What if Matthew's Royal Army is wiped out in advance and the people behind don't come?

This was his home field. His subordinates drove more than 20 livestock to follow the army. They had an advantage in food supplies, so he would not panic even if the confrontation continued.

Zalandin was confident of victory.

Even if he doesn't use other tribes, just relying on the [-] warriors under his command is enough to win.

In addition, he also received a promise from Saudin, the great shaman of the Holy Land, that as long as he needs it, two gold-robed shamans, multiple white-robed shamans, and more black-robed shamans will join the battle.

Of course, all this comes at a cost.

In exchange for this support, Zalandin must make a great contribution to the Holy Mountain.

The biggest bargaining chip is to let his son and one daughter go up the mountain and become members of the Holy Mountain.

Although Zalandin reluctantly accepted the conditions, he had no intention of summoning these greedy shamans.

Don’t these dirty pigs know that fishing in dry lakes will kill all the fish?

What they demanded was the right to freely proselytize and select young men throughout the prairie.

If Zalandin agrees, the king of the grassland will not be him, but the great shaman in the holy mountain.

Thinking of this, Zalandin became very angry.

Is this help?This is clearly a robbery by fire!

Even if Zalandin is defeated, he can cross the distant Duolun River and hide somewhere else, and he will not be blackmailed!

Besides, will he lose?

How can it be!

According to the exchange ratio of 1:5, unless the coalition forces of the kingdom and empire can mobilize millions of troops, he will not lose.

If the kingdom and empire have the ability to support millions of troops fighting across three thousand miles across the border, then why should they fight?

It's a joke.

Zalandin crossed his legs and hummed a prairie ballad. He took his big hand out of the maid's chest and raised the sheepskin bag filled with kumiss with satisfaction.

The maid looked at him very shyly, trembling and not daring to speak.

Seeing the shy and timid expression of the maid, the evil fire in Zalandin's body rushed up. When he was about to take off his belt, a scout shouted from behind the door:

"Report to the Great Khan, the royal army is dispatched!"

Zalandin was stunned for a moment, then pressed the maid's head under the table and motioned her to continue with his eyes.

Then, he yelled at the door: "How many people have Nanman sent out? What are their movements? Come in and talk!"

When the messenger walked into the big tent, he saw from the corner of his eye a young girl busy under the desk. He was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and pretended not to see anything.

He quickly reported the movements of the Royal Army and then left quickly.

Scouts are all sharp-sighted guys, so they naturally know what to see and what not to see.

After listening to the scout's report, Zalandin fell into deep thought.

Matthew's royal army moved again.

Somewhat similar to yesterday, it looked like a small-scale transfer, but this time the number of people transferred was quite large, at least 1.

For such a large-scale mobilization, it would be an exaggeration to call it an armed reconnaissance or cruise.

What made him even more puzzled was that Matthew himself led the team in this operation.

Matthew is the commander of the Royal Army and a magician. He usually does not personally lead the cavalry in action. Why this time?

Zalandin fell into thought.

Seeing Zalandin not moving, the maid thought that the Khan was dissatisfied and sped up her movements.

After a few minutes, Zalandin finally woke up from his meditation.

His body trembled slightly, and the fatal suction force made him feel weak.

He smiled and pulled the maid out from under the table. Looking at the liquid at the corner of the maid's mouth, he laughed and said: