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Chapter 1702 The rise (12)

"Sir, the Kazakhs outside the city sent three envoys and asked to see the commander of the Southern Legion!"

Zhao Hu's eyes turned green when he looked at Tielong. Mengda and Starn were sitting on both sides, and their eyes were as bulging as toads. They opened their mouths wide and looked like they were terrified. . The fastest update

"Woman? Beautiful woman, stunning beauty, sinking fish and falling geese, warm jade and fragrant, what a seductive long legs!" Zhao Hu stared at the Kazakh woman who took the lead in, and saliva flowed out of her mouth.

"Tread!" A beautiful woman of nearly 1.75 meters tall, with two tall Kazakh guards wearing heavy armor, walked into the hall in big strides. The combination of a strong american man stimulated Zhao Hu's eyes.

"Kazakh men are not good, this woman is really good! She is proud, tender, beautiful, wild, sexy." This is the first time Zhao Hu has seen what a Kazakh woman looks like. Under the white fox velvet hat is a pretty face full of wildness, with delicate facial features and a perky nose that shows that the girl is an arrogant person.

A pair of beautiful big eyes flashed the spirituality of the prairie people like the sky. The thick white fur coat on her body was wrapped in a delicate red scale armor. The two raised eyes made Zhao Hu feel infinite thoughts.

A belt inlaid with gorgeous sapphires outlines a slim waist that is unbearable, the hem of the red scales outlines an attractive arc, and the two explosive long legs almost made Zhao Hu's eyes bulge out of his eye sockets. His pretty wildness is heroic, and he looks heroic and charming.

Finally, Zhao Hu's eyes fixed on a luxurious sapphire waist knife on the girl's waist: "This knife looks familiar! Where have I seen it?"

Zhao Hu touched his fat chin with great fun, and his face suddenly changed. His erotic heart, which was beating just now, was splashed with cold water.

Isn't this the command knife of the Kazakh prince that he seized? It's exactly the same as the waist knife of this Kazakh woman. Do they have any unspeakable relationship? Do the Kazakhs know that they had made the shitty eagle son? Now they are coming to fight with themselves.

"Dear Tower Fortress Commander, I am Alice from the Kazakh Prairie. On behalf of the great King of Kings, King of Kazakh Prairie, and King of Lake Bero, I come to negotiate with you about the issue of prisoners!"

When the beautiful Alice saw Zhao Hu who was vulgar on the seat, she couldn't help but frowned slightly with disgust. Thinking of the important responsibility she had to secretly suppress the anger in her heart, bent down at Zhao Hu on the seat and said, her voice was as crisp as the northern spirit bird in the mountain stream, which made Zhao Hu feel itchy.

"Prisoners? I have prisoners in the hands of the Kazakhs? Why don't I know."

Zhao Hu looked at the three kings under his command with confusion, blinked his eyes in the seat, and counted in his heart, Tielong, Mengda, and Starn.

That's right, no more or less, all three of them were there, and they all showed an inexplicable expression like themselves. Only the damn Tielong seemed to have guessed something, and came back with a meaningful look, which made Zhao Hu so depressed.

"Where did you get the captives? What are the Kazakhs doing?" Zhao Hu murmured in his heart, looking at Alice below with confusion.

"Dear Commander, our great Kazakh Khan is willing to, in accordance with the tradition of your Roman knights, to allow you to exchange food for the spoils we captured, which is the list of nobles we captured."

The beautiful Kazakh girl Alice saw the mysterious face of Zhao Hu on the seat, and handed the document in her hand to the guard next to her and continued.

"Aristocrats? Captives? Nothing to do with me! It's best if they all die, a bunch of borers who don't work." This is Zhao Hu's first idea when he opened the guards to submit the list of prisoners.

"These guys are pretty fat, this is a good deal." This is the second thought that came to Zhao Hu's mind.

Because Zhao Hu saw an acquaintance inside at a glance, Baron Liu Fei, one of the heads of Liuyu, the largest smuggling chamber of commerce in the north.

Liu Fei, the unlucky guy, was also captured by the Kazakhs and placed on the fourth side of the thick list. It seems that the Kazakhs have high hopes for him.

No wonder the 260,000 gold coins that I promised to buy my own porcelain have not been transported here. I was slaughtered by myself in the south, and when I returned, I was caught by the Kazakhs. This guy was lucky enough last year.

Zhao Hu looked carefully and found that there were 160 nobles on the list, almost all the families in the north. The largest one was a great duke of the Hans family and a viscount with a fief. If he wanted to redeem all of them, he was afraid that it would be impossible to have millions of stones of food. Zhao Hu thought it was too unprofitable, and spent millions of food to exchange for a bunch of masters for himself."

It seems that the Kazakhs are good to these people. They are still fed with food and drinks when food is tight, and are preparing to wait for the truce to exchange for money with the empire. Who knows that this battle will take half a year, and the Kazakhs who are already short of food can't bear it.

"What does these people have to do with me? Why do I have to exchange food for them? The defeated generals, our great emperor is already very kind. If you like to raise these worms, just raise them. In the years of war, who still has the time to care about these things? Even if you are a landlord, the landlords' family will not have any surplus food these days."

Zhao Hu waved his hand generously. Although he was moved, he still showed a heartless and indifferent expression. The way of negotiation was the most important thing. The more he wanted, the more he wanted to show no concern. It can be seen that the Kazakhs were also anxious, otherwise they would not have sent someone to negotiate with the commander of their fortress before the truce was waiting for the truce.

Anyway, these nobles have been captured by the Kazakhs for a day or two. They eat Kazakhs and drink Kazakhs, so why are they busy doing that?

"This is too shameless!" Alice, a Kazakh girl, didn't expect that such a sentence would pop out from a Roman Empire commander. She was even more bachelor than her Kazakhs, and at least she supported these nobles.

Zhao Hu wanted to kill these nobles, where there was a Roman knight who cherished his reputation in the past.

"They are all nobles of your Roman Empire! Isn't the redeemable nobles of your country a tradition of your Roman Empire?" Alice, a Kazakh girl, was anxious, and the arrogance on her face dissipated invisibly.

"Aristocrats? What are nobles? They are imperial worms, a group of lazy men who do not pay taxes, and a group of wastes who do nothing but take off their pants and sleep with women!" Zhao Hu suddenly stood up from his seat and sternly ignored the awkward expression of Ge San sitting below, and also frightened the Kazakh girl who was still preparing to continue.

"What should I do? Do I really want to attack this fortress?" Alice, a Kazakh girl, couldn't help but feel a sudden feeling in her heart. She just followed the guards all the way in. Although it was dark, she couldn't see the full picture of the fortress, but the facilities she saw on the road still made Alice feel heartbroken.

Especially the dozens of large iron pots standing on the city walls made Alice suspect that the commander here was a wizard who spread the plague of death. The dozens of large iron pots were used to refine witchcraft.

"Actually, we can also talk calmly. I have what you want in my hand and what I want in my hand. Don't you have a lot of gold coins? That's more interesting to me than the nobles!"

Zhao Hu looked at the embarrassing scene below. The three kings under his command were staring at him with resentment. The Kazakh girl was also scared by her and her face turned pale. She felt that she had acted too much and couldn't help but sit in her seat.

The night is as bright as water. Unlike the atmosphere of the Kazakh camp camp camp outside the city, the night in the inner city of the Tower Fortress is very lively. The noise can be heard by the Kazakhs stationed outside the city. The red light reflected in the red sky in the castle made the Kazakhs confused.

The commercial area outside the military camp in the inner wall of the fortress was covered with large tents. The vendors selling goods were comparable to an army of thousands of people. The commercial tents built were like huge white umbrellas, blocking the three large military camps in the castle.

The vendors in the trade tent tried hard to wave all kinds of goods in their hands, and salivaly promoted their goods, from weapons and equipment to various fruits, and the confrontation almost filled the tent behind them.

There is also a food street composed of dozens of tents arranged hundreds of meters on the left. A pile of farmers and soldiers are happily colliding with the ale in their hands. More than a dozen gorgeous and charming dancers are dancing enthusiastic thigh dances on the large round platform in the center of the tent. The long white legs exposed under the gorgeous silk cloth attracted the soldiers and farmers nearby to shout and shout excitedly.

Behind the military camp is the Blacksmith District. Hundreds of blacksmith shops are divided into three rows. The fire is bright inside. The beeping sound is like playing music. The crisp metal impact sound is stirring in the night, and you can hear it even far away.

These were nearly a thousand blacksmiths gathered from three territories, creating the latest weapons and equipment day and night, flat carriages for transporting ore, continuously transporting dark iron ore from outside the castle gate, and then transporting them into the blacksmith area through the flat stone road behind the barracks.

The wide stone road can move three carriages side by side at the same time, piles of iron ore are unloaded from the flat carriage, and piled into black iron mountains.

These are all high-quality iron ore transported from iron ore ten miles away. Zhao Hu arranged a thousand refugees to work there, and villagers near the concession iron ore can use a hundred carriages to transport ore to deduct taxes this year.
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