I didn’t travel through time, but I was the master of ancient beauties

Ma Weidu quickly waved his hand,

"Absolutely not. These thousands of war horses are all high-quality war horses. They are countless times better than our war horses. Our war horses' legs sprint slowly.

The Turkic war horses have long legs, are tall, and are good at running long distances. It would be a waste to kill them for meat. The Turks have a very strict seal on the war horses.

We are not allowed to sell superior war horses to the Tang people. Our soldiers' fighting prowess is not inferior to that of the Turks, but they suffer from war horses. Our war horses cannot catch up with their horses.

Ancestor, please be merciful and keep these war horses. I beg you, these war horses can be used to form a cavalry battalion. What a good thing."

Ban Si Niang thought that the horses of the Tang Dynasty were ponies. Such tall horses were scarce and scarce.

"Then you have people clean up the battlefield quickly, pull back the corpses of the war horses, process them, and make them into dried meat. The other side can't easily withdraw their troops.

We must be prepared for a protracted war, and we must prevent the enemy from attacking us and starving us to death. We must also collect all bows and arrows on the battlefield.

We are going to defend the city, and we cannot do it without bows and arrows. We have boiled water and brought it over. We have to take a bath and change clothes. We are also sending some food and wine. The Turks will not attack immediately."

Ma Weidu quickly nodded in agreement,

"I know this, I will immediately order someone to do it and invite some ancestors to go and have a rest."

Ma Weidu sent a team of a thousand people out to collect the loot. These 1000 people were very happy, because they were cleaning the battlefield for fat men, and these Turks would have some money on them.

This time it was time to make a small fortune again. The 1000 people rushed into the battlefield and began to collect weapons and horse meat. All the small carts in the city were mobilized. When they were full, they pulled them back.

The corpses of the war horses alone were brought back. In addition to the archers guarding the city, everyone went out to process the horse meat. The big iron pot started to boil.

After boiling the water, we will eat horse meat in the evening. Although there is some firewood, it is still meat. The horse bones are boiled for soup and the pieces of horse meat are tied up with ropes.

Treat it with salt and dry it to become dried meat. Weapons are sorted and the bows and arrows are picked out and bundled. There is a blacksmith in the barracks who recycles the broken weapons to make arrowheads.

The city of Weicheng was busy. Ma Weidu came with two food boxes. When he saw bloody armor piled up in the yard, he ordered people to take them and clean them quickly.

Then there was a knock on the door. After taking a bath, the fourteenth ladies put on white cloth clothes. Their original clothes were stained with blood and could no longer be worn.

Ma Weidu bent down and entered the room, started to put dishes on the table, and brought a jug of good wine. The fourteenth lady of the class looked at the jug of wine,

"There was no drug in the wine this time, right?"

Ma Weidu blushed.

"Ahem, I don't dare to do that anymore. I really didn't take any medicine this time. If you don't believe me, I'll give you a taste first."

Ma Weidu got a glass of wine, drank it in one gulp, closed his mouth and blinked.

"It's such a good wine. It's strong. This is my private collection and I don't even want to drink it. My friends in the capital gave it to me to honor my ancestors."

The fourteenth lady in class waved her hand, and the twelve little girls ran out and began to eat around the table. Their laughter sounded like silver bells. Ma Wei even swallowed his saliva.

You simply can’t believe how ruthlessly these 12 pretty little girls can kill people. Their looks are so deceptive, and they have no connection with the murderous devil.

If he hadn't witnessed them killing people like they were chopping carrots, Ma Weidu would have felt a little confused, wondering if he had returned to the Tianxiang Pavilion, a brothel in the capital.