Morbid pet

Night fell and the sun set.

Changle was sent to the king's palace of the king of the Western Regions. She was lying on the large golden bed like a packaged gift. On the bed, her hands were tied up by the maid and tied in a beautiful concentric knot.

Suddenly there was a sound of heavy footsteps outside, and then the door was pulled open forcefully, and a middle-aged man with a big belly appeared in front of Chang Le.

Not as old as imagined, Chang Le raised an eyebrow.

She looked at the king with cold eyes, her mouth tightly pursed.

The lord of the country said a very obscure Daming official dialect to her, which was obviously just learned.

He said, "Changle, welcome to the Western Regions."

Chang Le frowned and looked at him, "Trash."

People from the Western Regions couldn't understand, he just smiled and rubbed his hands to untie the big red concentric knot on Changle's hand, and then looked almost obsessively at Changle's wrist that was strangled red by the rope.

His fat hands went to peel off Chang Le Land's golden tulle suspenders, and Chang Le fell back menacingly, avoiding his hands.

Suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and two men from the Western Regions stood at the door, striding towards the king's place, "King, it's not good! The new emperor of Ming Dynasty has come to the city with a hundred thousand elite soldiers." !"

The king of the Western Regions jumped up immediately, and said in his mouth: "What?! Impossible! He sent people to our country on his own initiative, and he led troops to fight us before we did anything. There is really no spirit of contract. !"

The man in black said: "My lord, the envoy said that Daming has turned upside down, this is the new king, it seems to be the ex-husband of Princess Le!"

The expression on the face of the King of the Western Regions was stiff, and he pointed at the woman on the bed in surprise, "Is it her ex-husband?"

The man in black: "Yes. Let's take her out, at least we can threaten the Lord of Ming Dynasty."

Chang Le couldn't understand what they were talking about, but she felt that someone was coming to save her. The golden hairpin in her hand was about to pierce herself through. She must not let herself be used as a handle!

In an instant, she had made her decision.

The gold hairpin in her hand stabbed straight into her neck, before she was caught by someone, she looked fiercely at the king who was holding her wrist, and scolded coldly: "Let go! "

Lord of the Western Regions: "No!"

Chang Le frowned: "You can actually speak the language of our Central Plains?"

The Lord of the Western Regions sneered: "There is a very interesting sentence from your side. It probably means knowing yourself, knowing your enemy, and winning every battle. I have learned the Central Plains dialect during my time as a fairy king. I heard you scolding me just now."

Changle: "I will scold you to death, you dead pig."

The Lord of the Western Regions sent someone to tie Chang Le's hands again, and then said: "Your concubine has come to rescue you, your luck is really good, he killed the old king of Ming Dynasty for you."

Chang Le roared with bared teeth: "What did you say?!" Her chest heaved violently, "Xie Zhao, did he kill Brother Huang?"

The lord of the Western Regions sneered and nodded, "It's a love-hate relationship, very good."

Chang Le couldn't believe it, she shook her head and said: "You lied to me, you lied to me, you must be putting on a show to lie to me, how is it possible?"

Before she finished speaking, a black cloth bag was placed on Changle's head, wrapping the scene in front of her in pure black. She only felt that she was being carried away by someone, and then she got into a car and was galloping somewhere and go.

After three sticks of incense.

The shouts of killing were loud beside her ears, and she heard Xie Zhao's voice, so close that it almost breathed in her ears.

Xie Zhao: "Give him back to me, or I will set your entire Western Region on fire."

The king of the Western Regions said in his crappy Central Plains dialect: "Young man, don't be so irritable. Take your time and you will be fast."

"If you retreat a hundred miles now, this king will return her to you."

Xie Zhao said coldly: "Open the cloth bag on her head, and I will see if she is really Changle."

With a swipe, Changle's eyes regained their light. What he saw in front of him was Xie Zhao, a Xie Zhao wearing a black brocade robe with dragon patterns, and a black crown on his head. Changle couldn't believe his eyes.

She pointed at Xie Zhao and said, "Xie Zhao you"

Xie Zhao comforted her softly: "Don't be afraid, I'll take you home."

The king of the Western Regions pulled Chang Le behind him, and then tried to negotiate terms with Xie Zhao, "Young man, retreat a hundred miles now. Let's talk about other things."

Xie Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at him, "What if Gu says he won't back down."

A dagger suddenly appeared in the hand of the king of the Western Regions, "Then your woman will die forever in the territory of the Western Regions."

Xie Zhao took two steps back, nodded his head slightly to agree with his words.

In the blink of an eye, Xie Zhao drew the knife from Ye Midan's waist, and the scene suddenly became chaotic. A group of people surrounded him in front of the king of the Western Regions.

The dagger was on Chang Le's neck, and with a sudden force, the sharp blade pierced Chang Le's delicate neck, and a bright red line of blood flowed out, which hurt Xie Zhao's eyes.

With a bang, the ruler of the Western Regions was inexplicably stabbed by someone around him and fell to the ground.

And the person who stabbed him tore off the human skin mask on his face, revealing Gongsun Yu's shadowy face.

He said coldly, "Xie Zhao, hurry up!"

Countless people from the Western Regions turned around and attacked Gongsun Yu and Chang Le. The scene became chaotic for a while, and the elite soldiers behind Xie Zhao rushed over, and they just fought like this.

Chang Le felt that he was being pulled back and forth by Gongsun Yu like a rubber ball, but he was unscathed.

Soon, she fell into a firm embrace.

In front of thousands of troops, Xie Zhao bowed his head and kissed the top of her head.

Chang Le held back the disgust in his heart, and said to him every word: "Rebellious officials and thieves!"

Xie Zhao knew that Chang Le couldn't accept what he had done for the time being, so he didn't say much, he just rushed back to his army with Chang Le, then handed Chang Le into the hands of his confidants, and returned to the battlefield again.

"kill--"

He jumped on his horse and held his sword and rushed into the gate of the Western Regions. Countless refugees ran around the street with their heads in their arms. Xie Zhao ordered: "No burning, killing, looting is allowed! Anyone who violates the military law will be dealt with."

The gold coins that are at your fingertips and women can't be snatched or killed. Everyone was a little disappointed, but Chen Liang asked Xie Zhao in a low voice, "Your Majesty, everyone has been running for so long. If they don't kill or snatch them now, their morale will inevitably be affected."

Xie Zhao said coldly: "If the army of a country needs to rob and rape to improve morale, then what laws and majesty does this country have?"

"Everyone's bounty and women will be arranged by Gu."

With Xie Zhao's approval, morale returned a little.

But right now it's not a matter of morale. People in the Western Regions are used to laziness. They live extravagantly on the gold mines dug by their ancestors. Who would want to be a soldier? Their troops are all recruited from outside. Right now, they are like a mass of loose sand Yes, and fled everywhere with the people.

Xie Zhao took the lead and beheaded the opponent's three guards. He held the head of the king of the Western Regions in his left hand and a silver sword in his right.

He turned sideways to the interpreter next to him and said, "Tell them, if you give up resistance, you can return to your hometown safely, and if you persist in resistance, you will die today."

The translator nodded and quickly spoke Western Region dialect loudly to the opposite side.

Before the words were finished, the rustling of weapons and armor came, one after another.

Almost everyone gave up resistance and chose to surrender.

And the minister of the Western Regions flattered: "Let's sit down and have a good talk."

Xie Zhao nodded, and compared three numbers to the minister with his hand.

"One, I only want your gold mining rights, and the gold mines mined in the future will be transported to Daming."

"Second, I want you to be close to the three cities of Daming."

"Three, you must guarantee that you will not invade Daming with your troops within 100 years."

The people from the Western Regions nodded repeatedly. They thought they would have to be skinned if they didn’t die this time, but they didn’t expect that Xie Zhao’s request would be easier to resolve. It’s just that the matter of wanting the gold mine made them feel a little bit heartbroken for a while.

But compared with his entire wealth and life, this request is still insignificant.

They quickly nodded in agreement, and then the two parties agreed on the date of signing the agreement and the specific implementation terms.

Xie Zhao bowed his head and ordered Chen Liang to lead his troops to supervise here, and then he rode his horse and ran to the camp outside the city.

His heart sank and fell, and the joy of regaining it was quickly covered by the disgust in Chang Le's eyes. The more he thought about it, the more he worried that Chang Le would not be able to accept it for a while, and he gritted his teeth and ran back almost all the way.

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