The female bandit who traveled through another world knocked down Master Gao Leng

A soldier muttered to another soldier beside him with a smirk on his face: "People say that if you lack women for too long, even a sow can turn into Diao Chan.

We are better off here, we just united as one."

The soldier laughed and said disapprovingly: "Who cares if it's by land or water? As long as there is a way, it's better than suffocating to death."

"Haha, that makes sense. How about we give it a try?"

The soldier threw the sheep bone in his hand and said, "Let's give it a try."

So, the two of them wiped the oil off their mouths with their sleeves, turned around and walked away arm in arm.

The rest of the people watched the two people walk away with envy: Is this even possible?

Flying Eagle Pass.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year.

The soldiers were slaughtering pigs and sheep in the open space. Everyone was laughing and working enthusiastically.

Li Mengyun directed everyone to marinate the slaughtered pork, mutton and beef with her special spices, and then grill them over charcoal fire.

Turn while grilling.

It didn't take long for both sides to turn golden brown, sizzling and fragrant. The fragrant aroma made everyone salivate.

Everyone said that the aroma of the meat grilled with the princess' special spices was enough to make them finish three bowls of rice.

Zhang Gaizi was a greedy man, drooling and talking with foam flying all over his mouth: "Those damn slaves were greedy for us last night. We will make them cry when we are greedy for them next time."

Li Mengyun raised her eyebrows and asked everyone, "A few days ago, those bastards from the slave country scolded us. Everyone felt very cowardly, right?"

The soldiers nodded and started talking in unison.

Old Hong was so angry that he jumped up three feet high: "My little princess, I'm so angry that I'm almost like a powder keg. I can catch fire at any time and I'm about to explode."

"Yes, yes, I am also very angry."

"Me too, me too."

……

Li Mengyun laughed: "You are almost done with your anger. Next time when the people from the slave country start to curse, you can curse them however you want and vent your anger."

When the soldiers heard this, they were delighted and were ready to start scolding those bastards from the Nu Kingdom right away.

Li Mengyun smiled slyly: "Today is the first day of the new year, let's have a good meal.

I guess there aren't many cattle and sheep left in the slave country, and now it's our turn to make them cry with greed."

"Yes, yes, yes, let those bastards drool at the aroma. Last night was really infuriating. They were supposed to eat meat, but they actually fanned themselves. How hateful."

"Then let's start now!"

Li Mengyun said this and waved to Lei Zhentian, the King of Guijianchou Mountain who was watching the show on the side.

You read it right, it’s the ghost-fearing mountain king Lei Zhentian who is here.

Of course, under Li Mengyun's persuasion, Lei Zhentian has turned over a new leaf and is no longer a mountain king.

When Li Mengyun came to Feiying Pass, didn’t she go to the post station to deliver an express letter to them?

Lei Zhentian received the letter from Li Mengyun.

He immediately led his 30,000 troops from the stronghold and rushed towards Feiying Pass.

Not only did King Lei Zhentian of Tianshan and his men come, but the monster Song Ruining also came.

These were the people who sneaked into the city a few nights ago.

Not only did they come, they also brought large amounts of food, livestock such as pigs, cattle, and sheep, and wine.

There is no shortage of food and drink in Feiying Pass anymore. Now they can eat whatever they want and drink whatever they want, and all the wine is [General Drunk].

Lei Zhentian saw Li Mengyun waving, shook his head and laughed, and directed his men to turn the blower.

These blowers were made by the skilled craftsmen in Lei Zhentian’s village based on the blueprints drawn by Li Mengyun last night.

The blower was facing the roasted pigs, cows and sheep. Several soldiers rolled up their sleeves and shook the handles of the blower to fan the air, spreading the aroma far away.

The soldiers drank wine, ate meat and played rock-paper-scissors, and the atmosphere couldn't be more lively.

The soldiers standing guard at the city gate drank wine in big bowls and ate meat in big mouthfuls.

He also pointed at the station of Prince Haiyue Taro of the Nu Kingdom and sang a song.

The slave country’s garrison outside the city.

The soldiers sniffed the fragrance coming from Feiying Pass and took a deep breath.

smell good!

It's much more delicious than the meat they roast.

The aroma of the wine also came from afar.

The soldiers of the Nu Kingdom could no longer sit still and stretched their necks to look towards Feiying Pass.

But it was a bit far away, and I could only see a vague figure and nothing else.

They found it very strange.

"Those weaklings in Feiying Pass, don't they have even a grain of rice left?

Where does this delicious barbecue come from? And where does this mouth-watering wine come from? "

"Yeah, yeah, it's really weird."

The soldiers of the Nu Kingdom swallowed their saliva and talked quietly.

Gong Yang stood aside and watched madly, then turned around and entered Kaizuki Taro's tent.

"Prince, we can smell the aroma of meat and wine coming from Feiying Pass. Where did they get these meat and wine? Our soldiers are so greedy."

Kaizuki Taro himself sniffed.

After a pause, he said, “Feng, tell the soldiers that the wine and meat in Feiying Pass, even if there is any, are limited.

"Tell the soldiers to be patient. After we win the battle, I will let them eat and drink whatever they want."

"Prince, the food we brought with us is running low. What should we do next?"

Kaizuki Taro irritably pulled out a strand of hair that was covering his eyes, took it in his hand and twisted it around his fingers.

He sneered: "Tell those greedy guys to be patient. As soon as the hostages arrive, we will kill Murong Li and his men by surprise.

As long as Murong Li is a tough guy, no one in Qiong Dynasty can stop this prince.

Then we sang and fought our way to the Qiong Dynasty's lair, and killed that dog emperor Murong Qinghong with one blow."

The ram nodded madly.

He squinted his eyes and smiled: "By then, what kind of fine wine and what kind of beauty you want, won't you have it?

By the way, wasn't Murong Li shot in the heart by your arrow? I'm afraid he might have died a long time ago."

Kaizuki Taro shook his head: "Murong Li is a god of war, and his kung fu is superb, I'm afraid it won't be that easy.

That is why I asked you to secretly get that trump card, so that Murong Li can open the city gate and surrender."

"Great, your move is indeed great, Prince. I heard that Murong Li is a passionate man. As long as we have this hostage, we can easily take Feiying Pass without any effort."

"Yes."

Taro Kaizuki laughed wildly as he thought about the victory that was about to come.

The soldiers outside could smell the aroma of meat and wine coming from the city.

He covered his empty stomach with his hands and swallowed hard. The glutton in his stomach was tossing and turning inside him.

He could only curse while gnawing on the dry and hard cold steamed bun in his hand.

I could vaguely hear the soldiers in the city drinking, playing rock-paper-scissors, and singing loudly.

These people were so angry that they wanted to pick up their weapons and have a fierce fight with the cowards in Feiying Pass.

It’s infuriating. So infuriating.