The two peerless beauties tossed and turned for several hours.
Zhou Zhiruo originally thought that sleeping with Zhang Wuji was tiring enough, but now she knew what real tiredness was.
At the very least, even if Zhang Wuji had the courage, he would not dare to use grappling techniques on himself in bed.
…
The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, Zhou Zhiruo finally opened her beautiful eyes. At this time, Zhao Linger held her tightly in her arms like an octopus.
Zhao Linger's current posture is exactly the same as Zhang Wuji's.
Zhou Zhiruo felt helpless and angry, she pushed Zhao Linger hard.
"You shameless bastard, get up now! Who allowed you to hug me?"
Zhao Linger slowly opened her hazy eyes.
"Little slut, no wonder Zhang Wuji is so obsessed with you. You little slut, you do have your own assets. Not only are you beautiful, but you also smell so good and soothing."
"Calm the mind," Zhou Zhiruo thought to herself, "So that's how it is. Zhang Wuji said the same thing before."
"No wonder that enemy always likes to smell me, even when I'm sleeping."
Zhou Zhiruo rolled her eyes at Zhao Linger and said, "You old woman, you kept me busy for several hours last night. We came to Xianyang to do serious business. Don't focus all your energy on me."
Zhao Linger also rolled her eyes at Zhou Zhiruo: "Of course I know we are here to do serious business, but now is not the time to rush. According to the distance, Liu Xiuping's caravan should arrive in Xianyang in a day or two."
"The scale is more than 300 people, but I don't know how many people will die after this battle."
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo sighed helplessly: "Sister, I know you have paid a lot. I dare not promise you anything else. I can only promise that if Zhang Wuji becomes the emperor, he will definitely be a good emperor and he will definitely treat the people of the world well."
Zhao Linger said: "What you can guarantee, I can also guarantee. Otherwise, I would not bet my life and property on Zhang Wuji."
"Let's go, let's go around the city and find out about Xianyang's defense situation and the deployment of troops."
…
In Yuan Dadu, Zhao Min has already started a real battle with Chen Youliang.
Thousands of large flags with Chinese characters fluttered in the wind. Chen Youliang's 300,000-strong army was full of vigor and momentum, and they attacked the heart of the Yuan army with an overwhelming momentum.
The gleaming swords and spears were like the rage that the Han people had suppressed for hundreds of years. At this moment, they were unstoppable.
Zhao Min was sitting on the city gate tower, with a maid placing a cup of turbid wine in front of her.
Zhao Min held an apple in one hand and the murderous sword of the Heavenly Sword in the other.
At this moment, this peerless divine weapon did not take anyone's head, but swept across the apple.
Zhao Min cut the delicate apple into two. She picked up half of the apple and handed it to Han Yulou.
Han Yulou bowed slightly, feeling a little touched, "At this moment, he is the only one in the world who can share food with Zhao Min."
The master and disciple ate apples while watching the killing not far away.
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After many days of preparation, Chen Youliang finally began to attack the city.
The soldiers of the Chen Han Dynasty, holding shields in one hand and shining swords and guns in the other, roared in anger at the Yuan Dynasty as they rushed forward.
Duan Zihao, the main general defending the city, raised his hand slightly.
Countless feather arrows poured down.
Dozens of soldiers from the Chen Han Dynasty fell on the rubble in an instant.
Zhao Min, who was on the city wall, ate an apple and said to Han Yulou, "Master, do you think we can defend Dadu by fighting like this?"
Han Yulou also frowned: "Empress Dowager, if we continue to fight like this, we will suffer a lot."
Han Yulou's words were already very tactful.
Zhao Min threw the half apple core in her hand aside and said: "If we continue fighting like this, even without you and me, Mr. Duan can resist Chen Youliang for a while. But if it takes too long, it will be hard to say. Our troops are not enough, and we really can't outlast Chen Youliang."
Zhao Min used her two delicate hands to gently rub her temples a few times: "Oh... Damn, everything is different from what I thought."
"According to my budget, I should be sweeping away those rebels in Jiangnan at this moment. How the hell has it come to this that I didn't fight others, but instead others fought me."
"Damn Zhang Wuji, I hate him so much. If he hadn't appeared, I wouldn't have been tied down in Dadu."
…
Chen Youliang was a great hero. He started from scratch and rose to become the King of Han today. He relied not only on his bravery in battle, but also on his extraordinary intelligence.
Although he had only fought with Zhao Min once, he had already figured out most of Zhao Min's abilities.
He knew that with his own abilities, it was impossible to eliminate Zhao Min in a short period of time.
So he chose a war of attrition. His base camp, the Huguang area, had a steady supply of reserve troops and an inexhaustible supply of food and military pay.
With this advantage, he can wear Zhao Min out.
Chen Youliang looked similar to Zhao Min at this moment, equally carefree.
But there was a beautiful woman in his arms, and the beautiful woman took a gulp of the wine that came all the way from the Western Regions.
Only a handful of people in the Central Plains can drink this kind of wine.
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