Zhao Min's words made Zhou Zhiruo speechless. What made her speechless was not Zhao Min's military inference, but the saying that she had long hair but little knowledge.
"You Mongolian fox, how can you use these words to describe me, with long hair and short eyes? At the very least, I am much better than those girls from ordinary families, right?"
Zhao Min said with disdain: "A woman like you has no ambition. You may seem okay on the surface, but in fact you are just a little woman who only knows how to follow a man. Zhang Wuji is the emperor, so you help him review memorials. If Zhang Wuji was an ordinary citizen, I'm afraid you could only accompany him to farm."
Zhou Zhiruo said: "That's what I want to do. I am willing to follow him. This shows that I have a good eye for choosing men."
Zhao Min was still disdainful: "Yes, you have a good vision in choosing men, so you chose Zhang Wuji, but Zhang Wuji's vision seems to be good too, because he chose me."
"Fox spirit, think about it carefully. Among us, there are so many sisters. Except for me, even the Queen, it seems that you all are devoted to this enemy, right? Just based on this, what right do you have to compete with me?"
Zhou Zhiruo was stunned. Obviously, what Zhao Min had just said had passed through her mind for a while. When she thought about it carefully, it seemed to be true. But even if she was just a throwaway, she couldn't let anyone say it so casually.
"You, you Mongolian fox, you are so vicious. How can you say such words? I will call the queen and other sisters here. Do you dare to say what you just said again?"
Zhao Min laughed and said, "Zhou Zhiruo, you underestimate me too much. Of course I won't say it in front of the Queen and the others. If I do that, I will offend everyone at once."
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After arguing for a while, Zhou Zhiruo was completely defeated.
She was so angry that she felt a little stuffy in her chest and wanted to find a place to breathe, but Zhang Wuji held her hand and refused to let her go. There was nothing she could do. Even in Zhang Wuji's mouth, Zhou Zhiruo was just a throwaway, but Zhang Wuji couldn't live without her.
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The next day, the Ming army continued to march steadily towards the Persian capital. By now, Altai's army had also assembled. In the recent period, the number of Persian soldiers who had successively arrived at Altai's side had reached 200,000. Moreover, the military pressure on Persia from the northern front, that is, Timur's side, was also very great. Therefore, even if Zhang Wuji could afford it, Altai could no longer afford it.
If the battlefield on the northern front collapses, he will be completely attacked from both sides. At that time, the situation in Persia will completely collapse.
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Inside the Persian Palace.
"Asshole, what the world's number one religion, is this the saint you chose for me?"
When Xiao Zhao escaped that day, she left a maid with her face peeled off in the room. After the fire in Longze, the maid was almost burned to ashes. The elders of the Persian Mingjiao concealed the matter for three days before they dared to tell Altai.
When Altai saw this object that almost looked like ashes, how could he not be angry?
"You bunch of bastards, speak up, speak up. Let's not talk about the saint, let's talk about the country's affairs. Now on the northern battlefield, Timur's army of more than 100,000 is attacking rapidly, and on the southern battlefield, Zhang Wuji's army of more than 100,000 is about to push to our imperial city. What else can we do? Tell me quickly."
Many Ming Cult elders were speechless after being scolded. When they decided to kidnap Xiao Zhao, they never thought that the lecherous Zhang Wuji would really go to such a big trouble for a woman.
But if you think about it carefully, Zhang Wuji can do this for a woman, so he is really the most lustful one.
After hesitating for a while, an elder finally spoke up and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. In fact, this corpse that has almost been burned to ashes may not be the body of the saint, because just a few days ago, two low-ranking slaves disappeared in the church. And this thing that has almost been burned to ashes may also be the body of a maid, and the saint may be using her to escape."
"Now that the situation has become like this, Your Majesty, please don't pursue whether the saint is a saint or not. Let's go all out and fight the Ming army. Once we defeat them, maybe we can find the saint back."
"In addition, I heard that Zhang Wuji has more than a dozen beauties picked out of ten thousand by his side. They are all beautiful in their own way. Some are as graceful as fairies in the sky, while others are born with such charming bodies that people can't help but linger. Once these beauties are captured alive, Your Majesty will have no worries about not being able to enjoy all the pleasures of the world."
After hearing this question, Altai instantly remembered the night a few days ago. That night, he saw Zhou Zhiruo and Yu Fei, two girls in long skirts with beautiful faces, who looked like fairies under the moonlight. After seeing them, Altai suddenly felt that the so-called saint was not so attractive anymore.
"Well, whether the saint is lost or really burned into this state, she is gone anyway, and we don't have to worry about a woman's life or death. How can a woman's life or death be more important than the survival of a country?"
"Zhang Wuji's army has continued to advance towards our imperial city. It is only a few hundred miles away. Within a few days, he will be at the gates of the city. However, we cannot give him the opportunity to do so."
"I have already mobilized an army of 200,000, as well as you, a group of Ming Cult elders with extremely high cultivation levels. Therefore, we still have to find a suitable place outside the city to have a decisive battle with the Ming army. We must not defend the city. Otherwise, once we are surrounded and killed, there will be no chance of recovery."
These so-called elders naturally had no objection to Altai's words. After all, what they were talking about was religion. It was okay to inspire people and play with their faith, but they knew they were not good at military affairs.
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After cooling off a little, Altai sent the elders away. But at this moment, he thought of the two girls who had fought with him that day.
Altai couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into an obscene smile: "Zhang Wuji, you made such a big fuss for a mere saint girl, so what will you do if I take away all the women around you?"
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