Chief don't slap in the face

boom!

When the fire unicorn breathes out, the flames roll like a long dragon, burning out a piece of ashes.

Xia Yuanji suddenly became ashamed.

"All of this should be mine!"

Xia Shilian felt extremely heartbroken. Why did she lose when she was in the underground palace?Could it be that Xia Ye is really destiny?Forget it, let's take down Xia Yuanji first.So she vented all the anger accumulated over the past few days on Xia Yuanji.

boom!boom!boom!

How could Xia Yuanji be Xia Shilian's opponent? He was beaten like a sandbag and his body was covered in bruises.

Xia Ye stepped onto the top of the city and looked up.

The war was coming to an end, all the ordinary soldiers were killed, and the civilians who were recruited were fleeing in a panic with their luggage. Some women and children were crying miserably.

"Don't kill people indiscriminately!"

Xia Ye exhorted.

"Master, I caught it!"

Xia Jinzhao grabbed Xia Yuanji's hair, dragged him in front of Xia Ye, and knelt down on one knee to ask for credit.

"well done!"

Xia Ye looked at Xia Yuanji, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Look at what?"

Before Xia Yuanji could finish his sentence, there was a slap, and he was slapped on the face by the horsewhip.

A bloodstain, swollen up.

"Remember the first time we met, did you whip me?"

Xia Ye asked with a smile, although he was not beaten at the time, Xia Yuanji's arrogance still made him feel uncomfortable: "Why are you so superior?"

"If I killed you then, you wouldn't be here today!"

Xia Yuanji sneered.

"Dream? Do you know how many hole cards the owner had at that time?"

Friday mocks.

"If you want to kill or slash, please listen and respect!"

Xia Yuanji turned his head, showing a gesture of disdain to be with you.

"Okay, let's do it for you!"

Xia Ye smiled: "But before that, I still need your face to scare other seniors!"

Although Xia Ye used honorific words, there was no way to respect them in the words.

From the beginning of the battle, within 15 minutes, the tribe that Xia Yuanji had managed for more than four years was defeated in one battle.

The enemy killed more than 200 people and captured more than 300 people. The total value of the captured food, cloth, weapons and armor was close to 50 knives.

On Chaoge's side, there were still zero casualties. The most seriously injured one was actually a man named Xia in the prisoner camp. He didn't notice his feet when he ran. The forearm was broken.

"Would you like to set the fire?"

Before the corps left, Master Gui handed Xia Yuanji a torch.

"You... poof!"

Xia Yuanji couldn't bear it any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood. The behavior of this mountain ghost was simply too deceitful.

"If you don't like it, just say it, what kind of blood is sprayed, it's so dirty!"

Ghost Master teased and threw the torch towards a thatched hut.

boom!

A raging flame ignited.

Xia Yuanji's heart was bleeding from pain.

After Xia Shaoyao returned to the tribe, looking at the soldiers who were practicing, her gloomy expression improved a little.

This time I went to see Xia Shilian, but I didn't see anyone again. It's been more than two months, so there should be no news at all. Xia Shaoyao guessed that something happened to the young lady.

"Let's send someone to sue the Great Prophet!"

Xia Shilian called a trusted subordinate, took the bamboo slips carved by herself, and went to Xiacheng. A corps has been formed, and it is already approaching the city.

"Blow the horn and prepare to fight to the death!"

Xia Shaoyao hurried up the tower, and at first sight, she saw Xia Ye, who was full of stars.

"What do you want to do?"

Xia Shaoyao asked, she wanted to keep calm, but after seeing the giant spirit god and the huge number of super soldiers, she couldn't help frowning.

"One hundred thousand stones of grain, two hundred bronze weapons, and three hundred slaves!"

Friday roared: "This is the tax you will pay to Chao Ge this year!"

"Taxes?"

Xia Shaoyao's expression turned ugly: "Do you know what you're doing?"

"Yeah, tax collection!"

Friday snapped his fingers: "Don't be too quick to say no, look at this!"

Xia Yuanji, who was bundled into rice dumplings, was pushed out.

"Yuanji, you..."

Xia Shaoyao leaned forward, she and Xia Yuanji had a good relationship, seeing him like this, she was a little worried.

"Xia Shaoyao, if you don't want to be like Xia Yuanji, where the tribe is ruined, people are captured, and years of foundations are ruined, then obediently pay taxes!"

Xia Jinzhao tried to persuade him.