Chapter 1136 Pathfinding, Humiliation

Chapter 1136 Pathfinding, Humiliation

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There was a whining sound in the dark night, and then Fang Wu and other servants appeared, dragging ten captives with ropes in their hands.

When he saw Fang San on the pile of firewood, the fool knew what he was going to do, so all the prisoners struggled.

Fang Xing turned his gaze away, and said, "I told you to bring you out, and I will take you back...Rest in peace!"

Fang Xing turned around and waved his hands, then strode away.

"Third Brother...we'll take you home..."

Li Jiachang couldn't kneel down. He remembered Fang San's care and teaching along the way, and couldn't help crying.

Xin Laoqi looked at this scene indifferently, waved his hand and said: "Let someone go find the way for the third son first, behead!"

The knife light flickered, Xin Laoqi threw the torch in his hand on the firewood pile, and with a bang, the flames shot up into the sky, and a ranger nearby saw it and came over to take a look.

"What is it?"

Xin Laoqi said: "My brother in the family died in battle, let's see him off."

Those rangers saw that the servants on the side were carrying human heads to the side of the fire, just like the three animals in the sacrifice, but there were ten heads.

Those who can burn and sacrifice alone are probably of high status, so the rangers didn't bother, nodded and left.

One side is passing away, the other side is...

It only took a while, and when Fang woke up, there were already tents here.

"Your Majesty won't enter Xinghe Castle?"

Fang Xing found the largest tent, which was resplendent and magnificent.

Wang Fusheng led people to guard outside the tent, and said: "Your Majesty saw the big tent at Alu Terrace, and said he wanted to experience it, so he will stay here tonight."

Fang Xing didn't go in, but stood by the side and asked, "How do you feel about getting out of sex?"

When I fled today,

He was already in Zhu Di's sight, but the main force of the coalition forces was right in front of him, so he naturally let him go.

Wang Fusheng had just finished eating rice balls, hiccupped and said: "That kid is slippery, if he is half a step late today, His Majesty will definitely have people hunt him down. This is fate! God wants him to live."

Fang Xing nodded and said: "Well, this is fate, but after Alutai is captured, there will inevitably be a struggle for power within the Tatars, which will give the Oirats a chance to rise up, so... I don't know how to take the Tatars. It is good or bad that the Tartars are maimed."

Wang Fusheng touched his still hungry stomach and said: "Xing Hebo hurry in, or His Majesty will ask again."

Fang Xing nodded, smiled and touched a compressed biscuit for him.

"eat slowly."

After Fang Xing lifted the curtain and went in, Wang Fusheng put the biscuit under his nose and sniffed it, and said under the envious eyes of his two subordinates, "It smells like milk."

Those who see it have a share, and the three of them share some, and when they finish their mouths, the first bite makes them feel that this is a supreme delicacy.

"Xing He Bo is really omnipotent! This thing has to be slowly melted in the mouth before going to bed at night, otherwise it will be a waste."

A guard wrapped the compressed biscuit with a missing corner in oiled paper. If it was in the capital, he would take it home after he was on duty, and give his family a taste.

Wang Fusheng ate it a few bites, then licked the crumbs on his hands, and said: "Princess Wanwan will often send some food to His Majesty, sometimes it is taken from Fang's house, and I have eaten it too. A few times, it is indeed delicious, which makes people never forget.”

Another guard said: "It's full of mutton, I heard it's the freshest way, hot pot, tsk tsk! Thinking about the hot mutton, I..."

There was a strong smell of sheep in the tent, but it was still within acceptable range.

As soon as Fang Xing came in, he saw several small pots in the big tent, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaoxu, Zhang Fu, Xue Lu, and Yang Rong were all there.

"How did you come here?"

Zhu Di's voice was a little heavy, Fang Xing hurriedly said, "Go over there and check."

Sitting in the vacant place, the hot pot in front of him was bubbling, and the mutton inside was actually sliced, and there were some big ingredients.

Fang Xing looked very calm, he fumbled out a small porcelain bottle, then poured some chili powder into a small bowl, added some salt and mutton soup and stirred it, the chili water was ready.

After Fang Xing picked up a piece of mutton, dipped it in chili water and stuffed it into his mouth, his eyes narrowed as he ate, Zhu Gaoxu was the first to be unable to sit still.

"Hey! Fang Xing, what is that? Get one for me, uh! Please get one."

Fang Xing's furrowed brows faded away, he is not a servant, if it was Yang Rong who said this just now, then he could smash it with a bowl.

Made another chili water and gave it to Zhu Gaoxu, Fang Xing felt that it was not good to favor one person over another, so he just made one for each of them.

"chili!"

Zhu Di did not eat less chili. According to the imperial doctor who had eaten hot pot more than a dozen times, he said that chili can drive away the cold. After suggesting that Zhu Di should eat more, he almost never missed this stuff.

He is not interested in the lawsuit between Zhu Gaoxu and Fang Xing. As long as Fang Xing doesn't pay attention to Zhu Gaoxu, he won't care if they fight.

"Well, it sure tastes a lot better, and the smell is less."

Xue Lu praised: "Bo Xinghe is indeed a gourmet master. When I return to the capital, I must go to the first fresh food to have a good time!"

Yang Rong said with a smile: "The weather just turned cold after returning to Beijing, and eating hot pot couldn't be more comfortable."

Zhu Zhanji was used to the Fang family's dishes, and said, "Grandfather, you have to add something to the water and grind it up to make it taste better. If you don't like greasy food, you can also add some vinegar to it, which will make it more delicious." Fan flavor."

Zhu Gaoxu was gnawing on the bone of the sheep, sucking the marrow, interjecting from time to time: "Father, you should bring a cook with you, at least the lamb can be made more delicious."

Zhu Di put down his chopsticks and said: "Zhu Qing, if you have wine and meat, you can't do without singing and dancing. Come here, pass on Alu Tai, and dance for fun!"

This was the first time Fang Xing saw a grand event that humiliated the enemy leader. He wiped his hands and raised his glass to congratulate Zhu Di.

Zhu Di took a sip and said: "The Tatars are timid, and Oirat will be proud again. However, in today's battle, more than 3,000 Oirats were wiped out. Including the ones in front, it can be regarded as a serious injury. The grassland can be quiet for a few years. You all drink together."

Everyone had a drink, and the atmosphere became lively. While Zhu Di tilted his head to talk to Zhu Zhanji, Yang Rong, who was next to him, leaned over and said, "I'm afraid that His Majesty will go to fight Wala again, and that will be a big trouble. "

Fang Xing nodded. Once the news of the failure of the coalition forces reaches the grassland, as long as they know that Zhu Di is still going deep into the conquest, it is guaranteed that no one will dare to stand out and run far away.

We live in the grass, and come back next time after running, but Daming can only teach the old to no avail, wasting food and grass in vain.

"It's not easy to get supplies along the way. If it wasn't for the potatoes you got out, Xia Yuanji might want to die..."

Fang Xing nodded again, then pointed to the outside of the big tent, Yang Rong immediately sat up straight.

Alutai came, dressed in a dress similar to that of a Daming woman, and came in colorfully to salute.

Zhu Di nodded, and Alutai immediately started his performance.

Can't bear to see it!

Arutai's dance is probably the kind of dance on the grassland, but he danced out at this time, without any masculinity, but with a softness.

Under the threat of death, he still bowed his head.

Looking up, everyone was watching with great interest, even Zhu Gaoxu stopped eating, picked up the wine bowl and slowly savored it.

Suddenly there was a drumbeat from outside the tent, the rhythm was fast, and Alutai's movements also accelerated, spinning from time to time...

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