After being forced to marry an enemy tyrant

At night, Chang Ling finished his dinner, took a bath and changed clothes early, and lay down on the bed.

The torrential rain has been going on for several days, and there is still no sign of stopping.The raindrops fell on the roof of the tent in a messy and disorderly manner, without the slightest sense of beauty of big and small beads falling on a jade plate.

As midnight approached, Zhao Yan appeared in the tent without making a sound.

He was not wearing armor, only a black robe, his crown was dripping wet, his eyebrows were as cold and hard as a blade, and the corners of his mouth curled into a sloppy smile.

"Why are you so cute today, you know that I will come over, and you are just waiting for me?"

Chang Ling nodded, gave a soft "hmm", pointed behind the screen, and said, "There is hot water there, you can take a bath."

This appearance of lying flat and being slaughtered made Zhaoyan laugh, and raised one eyebrow with great interest.

"While sleeping in the army, there are so many things to pay attention to."

Just like the previous two nights, he pressed down directly wearing a wet and cold robe, took off the thin quilt, clasped Chang Ling's wrist, then pried open Chang Ling's lips and teeth, and began to grind patiently.

The blue silk robe on Chang Ling's body was quickly soaked, and it clung to his skin, turning into a piece of ice cold.

The two people clasped their fingers tightly, their breaths intertwined, and they were immersed in each other's breath. When the first ray of hot tide was about to rise and dispel the damp and cold brought by the robe, Zhao Yan suddenly stood up, narrowed his eyes, and looked like ice knives. Rolling over the cyan silk robe on Chang Ling's body, he said obviously displeased: "Why are you still wearing the outer robe?"

He moved his palm, Yibi clasped the snowy wrist in his palm, and Yibi was about to untie the soft belt around his waist.

Chang Ling immediately scratched his palm and whispered, "Wait."

"Some things can wait, and some things can't wait."

Zhaoyan's index finger hooked the knotted part of the soft belt, and picked up the whole cyan ribbon.

It was a rather simple knot that would unravel with a slight tug.

Chang Ling hurriedly rubbed his leg with his toe, and said, "Wait a minute."

Zhaoyan raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

Chang Ling glanced sideways, looked in the direction of the bedside table, and whispered: "Ganoderma lucidum water."

Zhaoyan glanced at it, and saw a freshly brewed Ganoderma lucidum water on the table.Squinting his eyes, he said with great interest, "For me?"

Chang Ling nodded.

"Where in the hell did you get the Ganoderma lucidum?"

"Brought out of the palace, the palace."

"Oh." Zhao Yan smiled: "You are so caring."

"Since it is the queen's will, how can I live up to it."

Zhao Yan picked up the ganoderma lucidum water, without even looking at it, he drank it all in one gulp.

Chang Ling didn't expect him to be so forthright, he opened his mouth, trying to say something, but he didn't make a sound.In an instant, the black eyes flickered slightly: "Can, can you let go first?"

Zhao Yan looked down at Chang Ling, like looking at a small prey that had already fallen into a trap and tried to escape, raised his eyebrows, but really let go.

Chang Ling got up, walked to the desk with his shoes first, blew out the candle, put down the bed curtain tightly, and then climbed back on the bed, lay down as obediently as before, and whispered: "It's ok."

It was pitch black all around, and the sound of the pattering rain was also isolated from the square feet of space, becoming indistinct.

Zhaoyan's sharp wolf eyes radiated green light in the darkness, looked down at the little prey in front of him, and asked with a smile, "What's the matter today? You're so ashamed..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a piece of wetness passing gently across his neck.

"Husband, I want it."

The little thing entangled him limply, hugged his waist tightly, said softly, and licked his neck with the tip of his tongue, just like a fox licking delicious food, messy and chaotic.After gnawing his neck, he had to gnaw his chin, his face.

The quiet and charming breath of spirit grass gradually permeated the narrow bed curtain, filled with silent temptations and traps.

Chang Ling stretched out his arms to grab Zhaoyan's neck, and softly called "Husband."

Zhaoyan's eyes suddenly deepened, the glint in the bottom of his eyes danced, and he tore off the silk robe three or two times, only to find that the little thing was only wearing a coat, not even his pajamas, all kinds of emotions were twisted in one place for a while, The repressed desire burst into flames among the internal organs and limbs.

He leaned over to hold him down, and said with a hoarse laugh, "That's right."

Chang Ling tightly grasped his waist with ten fingers, scratching randomly in the dark, and suddenly touched a cold and hard object in a daze.

This is--

A signal flare specially used in the military to transmit information.

If this person is really only looking for pleasure, why would he carry this with him.Chang Ling thought of something and woke up in horror.

……

Outside the tent, Mu Hua stood silently in the rain holding a bamboo umbrella painted with plum blossoms on its plain surface.Behind him, silently stood two rows of black-clothed monks holding spirit swords.

"Mrs. Jun, the little fox deliberately turned off the lights, is it a fraud?"

Seeing no movement in the tent for a long time, a monk couldn't help saying.

Mu Hua shook his head, raised his eyebrows coldly, and said: "No. Apart from you, I am still ambushing hundreds of dead soldiers outside the tent, and the third level of the spirit formation. Even if he is a Daluo immortal, he will never escape. Wait with peace of mind. But, that little fox is smart and aware of current affairs, so he won't go against me at such a time."

"Yes."

The monk took the order and was just about to retreat when a rush of horns suddenly came from the beacon tower on the top of the mountain, resounding throughout the entire Dafan Mountain.

This is—the horn of the attack.

The lights of each battalion were turned on one after another, and the frightened neighing of war horses mixed with the noisy voices of people and the sound of weapons clashing together into a big noise, the spirit birds and beasts hidden in the mountains were all at this moment. Get restless.

"Madam Jun!"

A soldier staggered, knelt down in the mud, and panicked: "A large number of Xuanling cavalry suddenly appeared from the south, north, and west, and we were surrounded! The commander ordered his subordinates to pick up the lady and retreat!"

Mu Hua's complexion changed drastically.

Before he could react, there was a "bang", and the originally dark and peaceful tent behind him was pierced by a blinding knife light, and the monks who were ambushing around were forced to scatter back before they had time to make a move.

When the light of the knife dissipated, the whole tent creaked and wobbled for a while like a giant beast whose bones had been removed, before falling to the ground with a bang.

"Ma'am, both the new king and the young master of the long spirit are gone."

The monk who was lucky enough to survive the sky-defying blade light came forward covered in blood to report.

Mu Hua gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Withdraw."

**

With the heavy rain pouring down, Chang Ling held a knife in one hand and dragged the unconscious Zhaoyan in the other hand, trudging along the muddy mountain road until he got out of the range of Chu Lang's camp, before stopping.

A black fox had already squatted on the rock in the dark.

Seeing the appearance of the long spirit, Tangyue jumped out and took human form, looked at Zhaoyan in surprise and asked, "Why did the young master bring him here?"

Chang Ling's face was a little pale, without saying a word, he thrust the knife into the ground, took out the signal flare from Zhaoyan's waist, opened it, and threw it into the air.

The dazzling white light dragged its long tail and whizzed past in the dark night, making a sharp sound.

"Is this the werewolf's flare?"

Tangyue changed color slightly, and said: "Why didn't the young master kill the tyrant directly, and lead someone to save him? If the young master is inconvenient to do it himself, it is better to let the subordinates come down."

Tang Yue drew out her sword with a bang.

Chang Ling shook his head, held down the blade, and said, "You can't kill him."

Under Tangyue's shocked eyes, Chang Ling peeled off Zhaoyan's robe, revealing a spirit armor that was as thin as gauze and shone with silvery white moonlight.

"That's not...!" Tangyue suddenly changed color.

"That's right, it's the Soft Moon Spirit Armor."

Chang Ling's face was extremely pale under the washing of the rain, but his voice was as calm as ever: "I've thought about it, since I can't kill it, it's better to make the best use of the situation. Let Mrs. Jun and Chu Yunfeng be powerful, it's not good for us, only the snipe and the clam fight, Tianhuan City will unintentionally intervene in Qingqiu's affairs because of civil strife."

Changling and Tangyue hid Zhaoyan in a nearby cave covered by vegetation. Tangyue asked, "Young Master, where shall we go next?"

Chang Ling said: "The slave farm."

Tangyue was startled: "A slave farm for the Fuyu people?"

Chang Ling nodded: "I suspect that Chu Yunfeng's weapons are most likely obtained from Fuyu people. Fuyu people have the most advanced weapon casting skills in Xianzhou. Since Chu Yunfeng can use tricks to win them over, we can also Give it a try. If successful, our greatest shortage of weapons will be solved."

If the fox clan and Sirius are just feuds, then Fu Yu and Sirius are real feuds.

The cause lies in the Fuyu Mountain that straddles the border between the two ethnic groups.Nearly half of the black iron in the entire Xianzhou is buried in Fuyu Mountain. As one of the oldest tribes in Xianzhou, the Fuyu people have mastered the black iron smelting technology early on. A lot of windfall.

Later, the wolf clan in the western region rose up. In order to avoid too many bloody conflicts due to the robbing of the resources of Mount Fuyu, the two clans agreed to use the ridge stretching thousands of miles on Mount Fuyu as the boundary. All people.

Although the wolves have super strength, they do not have the superb black iron smelting technology of the Fuyu people. The leader of the wolf clan at that time spent a lot of money to hire a large number of excellent craftsmen from Fuyu to forge weapons for the wolf clan. The family also sold a part of Xuantie to Fu Yu at a low price.The two sides have cooperated happily for a long time, until one time when the weapons were handed over, the generals of the wolf clan waited for more than two hours at the agreed acceptance place but did not wait for the thirty carts of weapons to be picked up. Fuyu craftsmen fled overnight with thirty newly cast crossbow arrows, and emptied the entire black iron resources on the northwest side of Fuyu Mountain.

This is obviously a long-planned conspiracy.

With the rise of more and more tribes in Xianzhou, various tribes continued to scramble for land and spiritual energy, bloody conflicts continued, and the demand for weapons also increased sharply.While Fu Yu made a fortune, he was also facing a huge crisis-sit and eat, and the black iron resources were gradually exhausted.The Fuyu people then set their sights on the Xuantie, which is still quite abundant on the other side of the Xiangshan Ridge.

Fuyu craftsmen took advantage of the opportunity to forge weapons for the wolf tribe, secretly dug a secret road that runs through the entire mountain, and transported the black iron resources in the northwest of the ridge to the Fuyu base camp in the southeast.

At that time, the Wolf Clan was in trouble at home and abroad, and the sixteen tribes within the clan had not reached a large scale. The other tribes were full of hostility to this newly rising tribe in the western region, and they repeatedly launched sieges. The black iron resources in the north.

The Fuyu people cooperated with these tribes to turn the black iron resources stolen from the wolves into powerful magical weapons, and sold them to these tribes for them to use to attack the wolf tribe. These tribes promised the Fuyu people that they would wait for the war At the end, the entire Fuyu Mountain is owned by Fuyu people.

For the first time since the founding of the wolf family, the wolf family was in danger of genocide. The leader died under the enemy's crossbow arrows, and countless elite generals died young. , the entire Western Territory was in mourning.In those few years, even the newly grown spirit grass and spirit wood were all the color of blood.

It was at that time that the old wolf king Qiu Feng and the sixteen tribes of Sirius led by him rose up.Qiu Feng not only turned defeat into victory in what seemed a doomed situation at the time, repelling the joint attack of the six tribes, but also beheaded the old leader of the Fuyu people and slaughtered half of his tribe.

The people of Fuyu chose to submit to the wolf tribe again, and expressed their willingness to dedicate the southeast mountain ridge to the wolf tribe as a sincerity of submission.At that time, the wolves were in urgent need of a large number of weapons to cope with the next round of attacks from foreign tribes, so they took Fu Yu's new patriarch, a son and a daughter, as hostages, and agreed to Fu Yu's request.

The people of Fu Yu turned against the water for the second time. This time, Fu Yu joined forces with Tu Shan Boyan, the fox emperor who asked for medicine from the street, and set up an ambush to kill Qiu Feng.The pack of wolves has no leader, sixteen divisions are divided, and the aliens take advantage of the fire to loot, and the Sirius once again falls into the danger of genocide.

Therefore, after the new wolf emperor Zhaoyan came out of the bitter cold, the first thing he did was to bloodbath the sixteen tribes and reunite people's hearts. From generation to generation, they have carried the ugly imprint of the word "slave" and worked as cows and horses for the wolf tribe.

Both the master and the slave have hatred for each other, and there is no possibility of reconciliation between the two clans. As long as there is a chance, the people of Fuyu will fight back.

boom--

Another thunderstorm rolled across the dark sky, and the raindrops fell densely like crackling hailstones.

Chang Ling said: "I just figured it out too. I expected that Chu Yunfeng had more than one card in his hand, but I never expected that he would put his mind on Fu Yuren. When a plague meets a heavy rain, it is very easy to cause a catastrophe. Large-scale infection, once the epidemic is out of control, there will be riots in the slave field. Regardless of the mysterious spirit cavalry or the sixteenth department, they will lose the most important weapon supply."

Tangyue's heart was shocked: "The young master means that all of this is in Mrs. Jun's calculations."

In other words, in order to win over the powerful alliance of the Fuyu people, Mrs. Jun did not hesitate to artificially create this plague, and used the heavy rain to worsen the epidemic, arousing the hatred of the Fuyu people.

This Mrs. Jun...is really a lunatic.

Tangyue gasped, and couldn't help sighing: "If this is the case, even if the new king narrowly wins tonight, the initiative of the war is still in the hands of Mrs. Jun, but Xuanling Iron Cavalry and Sixteen are not vegetarians. One has a good weapon and the other has a strong combat power, and if things go on like this, they are bound to enter a long-term stalemate."

Chang Ling didn't deny it.

These days, he has never understood why Mrs. Jun is so sure of winning the rebellion, and why she is as cautious as Chu Yunfeng, how could she take such a big risk and sneak back to Tianhuan City because of Chu Rui's matter, openly raising the flag to rebel, without even a little preparation There is no time for peace and relaxation, and it is almost like breaking the boat.This is really not in line with Chu Yunfeng's usual style of doing things.

But now, these confusions are all solved.

Because Fu Yu people.

When they win over the Fuyu people, it is equivalent to controlling the elite soldiers of the entire Sirius.No matter how powerful the Xinjun's mysterious spirit cavalry is, without weapons, it is like a tiger without its minions.

In order to retaliate against the Fuyu people, the werewolves imprinted the word "slave" on the Fuyu people, making them work in the slave field day and night, casting weapons for the wolf clan, and helping the wolf clan fight in all directions.But at the same time, the seeds of hidden dangers were also planted.

The signal flare had been released for a while, Tangyue took out the topographical map, found out the exact location of the slave farm, and together with Chang Ling, turned into a fox shape and headed down the mountain.

In the cave, Zhaoyan who was in a coma slowly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty."

Ye Xiao appeared from the shadows, knelt down silently, and said tentatively, "Young Master Changling has not yet left the range of Dafan Mountain, but you want your subordinates to contact other Ye Xiao to stop him?"

"No need."

Zhaoyan stood up expressionlessly, staring at the dark rain curtain with cold eyes, and said: "The situation at the slave farm is complicated, you continue to follow that little thing, and you must protect him. I want to see, he can toss What a trick."

"Yes."

Ye Xiao respectfully accepts orders, but he is really puzzled in his heart, the little fox treats the king like this, it is so heartless, why does the king allow the little fox to behave mischievously again and again.Could it be that Your Majesty was really tricked by the little fox?

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