My brother is the most handsome man in the Qin Dynasty

The next morning, Mao Dun walked out of Qionglu and went to visit the warriors who had followed him through life and death.

His steps were steady, neither fast nor slow, and he had the demeanor of a general.

Along the way, he met Qin Jun who was teasing a Hun woman by speaking the language of the Hun. The Hun woman responded with a bold smile and said that if you are really brave enough, don't be on duty at night, come into my dome and look at your bird. Is it as hard as the mouth?

I also saw Hun men with sheepdogs and herds of sheep grazing. They cursed wildly that all the good women were snatched away by Qin dogs. However, after hearing these words, Qin Jun not only did not draw his sword and chop off his head, but laughed loudly. A look of pride.

He was silent, as if he had not yet recovered from yesterday's chase, like a lone wolf who had been expelled from the pack. He seemed to be strolling around, but in fact he was secretly licking his wounds.

He didn't understand why the Huns here got along so well with the black-armored Qin army.

A few months ago, Meng Tian, ​​the butcher of the Qin State, led this group of black-armored Qin troops to capture Gaoque City, leaving no women, children, old or young behind.

Digging three feet under this land, you can still see the bones of the Gaoque Xiongnu who died tragically. How could the Xiongnu men and women from these small tribes flirt and laugh with their enemies on the graves of their compatriots? Damn it!
Have they forgotten that it was because of these black-armored Qin soldiers that they were forced to die in the barren land of Seven Hundred Miles?Don’t they remember that at least hundreds of small tribes who listened to them were all wiped out by this black-armored Qin army?

Modu was roaring and roaring in his heart, but his mouth was kept tightly closed, as if his vocal cords had been left in the dome.

In order to escape smoothly, he abandoned all objects that could represent his noble identity.

He is now wearing a very ordinary fur coat. The handle of the knife at his waist was originally inlaid with seven-color gemstones, red, green, blue, yellow, purple, black, white, and arranged in the manner of the Big Dipper. Now there are only seven small holes left.

Abandoning the appearance, no matter how you look at it, he is now just a muscular Hun man.

A Hun woman who was squatting down to milk a goat saw that he was handsome. She stopped him with a smile and asked him if he wanted to go into the dome hut.

The moment he was stopped, his hand subconsciously placed on his waist and grasped the handle of the knife with seven small holes.

The Hun woman with a broad mind and a large amount of milk according to visual inspection quickly approached him, her fingers stained with milky white goat's milk stretched into his mouth and said with a loud smile that she wanted to feed him.

Maodun resisted the urge to slash with his sword, not wanting to cause any trouble. He was about to reply angrily: "No."It occurred to me that given his status, he should be more domineering at this time, but to what extent should he be domineering?

Although he now wants to kill this lowly, ugly, shameless little tribe member.

But if he really does this, will it cause the Qin dog named Ying Chengyu to have an overreaction, which will be detrimental to him...

His thoughts were spinning a thousand times, and it was difficult to make a decision. He stood motionless, like an innocent virgin who had never tasted the taste of a woman. Suddenly, when a beauty took the initiative to pay attention to him, his brain shut down and he was at a loss.

Before stepping out of the dome, he expected to be blocked from walking around.He expected that he would be insulted by the Qin army and even kill the Huns, and he would be disrespected in person.

But he never thought that he would be teased by a Hun woman.

Diamond Cottage?
That is a despicable thing done by despicable people.

Which woman the noble Prince Modun wants is just a matter of words.

Maodun hung up, but the broad-minded Hun woman continued to operate.

The freshly squeezed goat's milk was still warm and was applied to Moton's lips. His fingers continued to move forward to feed the milk to his mouth.

Mao Dun finally reacted and struck the woman's hand off with a wave of his hand. His heart was filled with disgust and rage!

How bold is this lowly man!Should be killed!Should be killed!

The woman smiled with satisfaction, unaware of the approaching danger. She puffed out her chest and slapped it hard, causing her generous capital to bounce up and down.

"Come to my Qionglu at night, I'll have enough milk!"

Modun was silent for a moment, his eyes shining like a beast.

He licked his lower lips, tasted the goat milk that was brought to his mouth without boiling, and let out a sinister smile.

"I want to taste it now!"

He grabbed the woman's arm and walked away, but the woman who had looked slutty just now changed her expression.

"I haven't finished milking yet! If I don't milk now, no one will have anything to drink at night!"

"Feed me first and then talk!" The woman just refused and struggled hard.

Modun picked her up by the waist and walked as fast as he could, like a lustful ghost, but his eyes were clear.

Before he could take a few steps.

"Stop!"

A patrolling Qin soldier stopped the two men with his unsheathed Qin sword across his side.

"Let her go."

Mao stopped, but still hugged the woman tightly.

The Qin army, which he expected to be very likely to stop him, did stop him, but not because of himself, but because of a woman.

A despicable woman, a woman who would only be favored by jackals and vultures if she died in the desert.

In the eyes of these Qin people, is it more important to prevent me from being dangerous than the safety of this bastard?
Mao Dun exerted his strength on his arm, and the strangled woman cried out in pain. When she saw Qin Jun, her struggle that had stopped became violent again.

Qin Jun drew his sword, his voice as cold as ice.

"The leader has an order. Adulterers are punishable by death and can be killed on the spot!"

This drawing of the sword is like a signal. No matter what they are busy with, everyone around them gathers here, regardless of Qin people or Huns.

They surrounded Mao Dun and asked him to put down the woman in his hands immediately, otherwise they would be rude to him. They all agreed.

According to the law of Gaoque City, anyone who sees a crime and ignores it within two hundred steps will be expelled from Gaoque!

Maodun's heart sank.

The Qin people came to stop them, but they were enforcing military orders and maintaining strict discipline.

It’s okay for the Huns to come and stop them, just to protect the women and children.

But it’s not allowed for the Qin people and the Huns to come together!
When I met the Qin people before, the Huns were chatting and laughing, and maybe they were superficially harmonious.

But this time it involves the use of force, these bitches!Why are you still standing with Qin Gou!
What kind of ecstasy soup did that leader of Gaoque City pour into these bitches?

While the woman struggled in his arms, she explained to Qin Jun, who had drawn out the Qin sword, that they knew each other and were joking.

Mao Dun suddenly said:
"My name is Mo Dun."

When he said this, his back straightened a bit.

No further elaboration is needed. Anyone who is a Huns knows what the word Maodun means.

Just like the people of Qin knew that Fusu was the eldest son of the first emperor.

He carefully observed the expressions of the people around him.

He saw that the Qin army remained unmoved, saw that most of the Huns' expressions were changing, and saw that the woman in his arms looked at him dreamily and forgot to struggle.

He breathed a small sigh of relief, at least these bitches still remembered that they were Huns, and they still remembered him, the Hun prince Moton.

But the next moment, the faces of these Huns became even colder than before, as if he, the Hun prince, was the butcher who wiped out many small tribes.

Mao Dun intended to win over the Huns in Gaoque City and raised a team to save himself, but he completely sank to the bottom of the abyss.

Everything he saw today was weird and absurd.

He was creepy.