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Xidi City, the Xidi Protectorate of the Blood Qin Empire. WWw!QuAnBen-XIaoShuo!com
This is a small city located on a stretch of desert. The city wall, which is less than ten miles long and wide, is riddled with holes in the wind and sand. There is a smell of dilapidation and desolation everywhere. Just like the soldiers wearing old sheepskin coats full of oily smell at the top of the city, this city gives people the feeling of being shabby, shabby, dilapidated, and dirty.
The small city of Xidi has a permanent population of less than 50,000 people, but has more than 200,000 soldiers stationed there.
In addition to the military camps in Xidi City, there are hundreds of beacon towers and garrison towers outside the city. Each beacon tower has a hundred to five hundred people stationed, and each garrison tower has a thousand to five thousand people stationed. The space between Xidi City and these beacon towers and garrison towers is filled with dense camels.
The so-called camel sorrow is an old thorn that can grow up to ten meters high. The shortest thorns on this old thorn are as long as a palm, and the longest can be a foot away. The sharp thorns can pierce ordinary iron armor, even Camels, the nemesis of all plants in the desert, dare not bite them, so they are also called camel sorrow.
Since the Immortal Governor-General of Xidi Protectorate took office a few years ago, the new Governor-General has ordered that the seeds of camel sorrow be scattered everywhere. In just a few years, the dense camel sorrow connected Xidi City and all the nearby beacon towers and garrison towers into a dense sea of thorns. Even the most brutal and brave warriors of the nomadic tribes could not break through this sea. A chasm composed of stings that make people despair.
The new governor even ordered the seeds of camel sorrow to be scattered along the western border of Xidi, artificially creating a vast sea of thorns that stretches thousands of miles from south to north and is hundreds of miles wide from east to west. , only an east-west corridor left near Xidi City.
Since then, Xidi Duhufu has formed an extremely interesting situation - whether business travelers want to enter the Continental Bridge or enter the Eastern Continent through Xidi Duhufu, they must pass through the Xidi Duhufu. There is only one way in and out, and taxes are paid according to the tax set by the Governor of the Protectorate.
The only regrettable thing is that since giant sea ships using magic furnaces have been widely used on the ocean. The Continental Bridge, once a golden trade route, has declined by 99%, and fewer and fewer wealthy businessmen choose the land route.
When the sky was dark, a fighting cock that had lost its feathers stood on the roof of the Governor's Palace of the Protectorate in Xidi City and howled at the top of its lungs. Fighting Cock's face turned red from suppressing it, and the few feathers on his body stood straight up one by one. After the sharp and hoarse cock crow caused curses to be heard from every room in the Governor's Mansion, which covers an area of less than an acre, Fighting Cock He raised his butt, leaving a cloud of chicken shit on the roof, and then jumped off the roof swinging his butt to look for food.
The Governor's Palace of the Xidi Protectorate. It was probably the most shabby and dilapidated governor's palace in the entire Blood Qin Empire.
The huge Xidi Protectorate has a radius of tens of thousands of miles. In order to prevent the invasion of nomadic tribes from the Continental Bridge, as well as the invasion of the snow bears, snow wolves, and snow leopards from the Northern Snowfield Federation, the Xidi Protectorate maintains a garrison of one million people all year round. But it corresponds to the huge number of garrison troops. There are less than 600,000 registered civilians living in the entire Xidi Protectorate. …,
With fewer civilians, less taxes can be collected. Coupled with the decline of land trade routes, taxation from passing business travelers is also a big pie in the sky. Therefore, the income of the Xidi Governor's Mansion is very small. It is already very difficult to support a million troops with only the military expenditure allocated by the court, let alone building a luxurious residence for the governor.
The Governor's Mansion is no different from an ordinary residence in the city. There are only three or five sparse houses in the mansion with less than an acre of land. A large house in the middle is the residence of the Governor. The fighting cock just now sprinkled a drop of fresh water on the roof. Morning stool.
When the fighting cock jumped off the roof, Long Cheng, who was sleeping on the big boxwood bed in the big house, lazily opened his eyes. He vigorously wiped the two mung bean-sized balls of eye droppings from the corners of his eyes. Then he turned around and looked at the tall woman lying on his back.
This is a typical Snow Bear woman. She is even a head taller than Long Cheng. Although she has fair skin, the woman's skin is extremely rough, and she has a body of white and plump body hair that feels like sandpaper.
She has long, dull yellow hair, huge breasts hanging limply to both sides, and her face is not delicate but looks like a human being with a strange blush. The huge scarlet mouth was smeared with low-quality red rouge. It looked like she was just an ordinary young woman. She had nothing to do with words like beauty and heavenly beauty.
Long Cheng sat up silently. He gently stroked the woman's plump breasts and suddenly sighed quietly: "She is indeed a stunning beauty... It's thanks to these torturers that we captured this woman." When a woman comes, she will be the first to remember me!"
The woman was groped several times by Long Cheng. He groaned twice and opened his eyes. Seeing Long Cheng, who was still as handsome as before, the woman grinned widely - this smile revealed her mouth full of yellow teeth as sharp as small daggers, as well as two thick black tendons inlaid on the tooth sockets.
A strange taste hit his face. Long Cheng held his breath, and then flicked his finger on the woman's forehead, knocking her unconscious. Frowning and turning over from his bed, Long Cheng jumped out of bed and sighed heavily and dejectedly.
Slowly walking to a bronze mirror hanging on the wall, Long Cheng stared blankly at his haggard face in the mirror and the sparse beard on his face. He sighed deeply again. After tilting his head and staring at himself in the mirror for a long time, Long Cheng took out a sharp Bailian dagger from the drawer of the small square table under the mirror, and slowly shaved his beard.
With a crunching sound, the dagger slowly shaved Long Cheng's iron-tough beard clean, revealing his handsome face that was more mature and charming than six or seven years ago.
It's just that when I met Lin Qi, Longcheng was so arrogant and arrogant. Today, Longcheng is like a prostitute who has been exposed to wind and rain, with a sense of tiredness and numbness all over her body.
With a loud bang, the door of Longcheng was kicked open by a rough man wearing iron armor. This man as majestic as an iron tower strode in, laughed and cursed loudly: "Master, Master, what happened last night?" How are you, ladies? Hehe, it’s so nice to hear your cunt’s voice, hehe. Brothers have helped you get a beauty this time, so you have to reward her with a few taels of silver!”
The naked Long Cheng's face suddenly dropped. He threw the dagger back into the drawer, then walked to the corner of the room with a frown, and casually slapped open a secret door on the wall. Inside the door is a secret room with a radius of several feet, with more than a dozen yellow wooden boxes placed in various directions. …,
The two of them walked into the secret room together, staring blankly at the open boxes for a long time, and then the armored man sighed heavily. He looked helplessly at Long Cheng: "Young Master, you have no fucking money again! When will the next military pay be distributed? We can't go on like this anymore. Brothers have no oil or water at all now. The damn Protectorate's soldiers are here." The team is almost turning into horse thieves and sand thieves!"
The box was empty. There were only a few small silver ingots left in a box.
Long Cheng folded his hands in front of his chest, squinted his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "There is nothing we can do... As long as that old bastard Taifu is stuck in our necks, our Xidi Protectorate will not be able to get sufficient military expenditures. Where can I change? Money to go?"
Just talking. The tall snow bear woman outside entered the secret room with a smile on her face, and then hugged Long Cheng.
"Oh, my dear sir, you are the strongest man I have ever met! I am willing to be your maid, and the salary I need..."
Long Cheng's face suddenly twitched, and he punched the woman in the head with his backhand, knocking her unconscious again.
"Salary?" Long Cheng jumped to his feet and yelled: "Uncle, I'm short of money. Who dares to negotiate salary with me? Bastard, where did you get this woman from? I'm happy to do it for nothing. I want a salary. ...Where do I have the money? Send it away, quickly, send it away!"
Long Cheng cursed and called in his own soldiers, then wrapped the woman in a mat and carried her out.
Looking up to the sky with a long sigh, Long Cheng walked out of the room naked, stood in the small yard and shouted to the sky: "Damn Snow Bear, sir, I can only stun her for so long with one finger? Damn it!" You old bastard. Sooner or later, I will hook all your daughters and granddaughters! And the Seventh Prince, when I have money, I will rebel and hack your whole family to death!"
A large group of soldiers in ragged clothes stretched their heads in this direction from all directions, then shook their heads and retracted their heads.
"Young Master is stupid again!"
"Yeah, brothers are so hungry now that they don't even have the energy to play with girls. How can they have the energy to rebel?"
"Poor young master, General Ying Yang was so charming back then. The pretty girls in the pink pictures in the capital are not just people who are too lazy to patronize virgins. Now they are eager to seduce the women of the Snow Bear Men!"
"Not to mention young master, how pitiful are we? The Protectorate is so poor in such a big country. My knife has turned into a saw. When will I be replaced with a machete? Now I am embarrassed to carry this thing out. , even if they went to rob, they would still laugh to death, have you ever seen a horse thief who used a saw to rob?"
With his butt naked, Long Cheng slowly raised his hands to the sky: "Sooner or later, Master Long Cheng, I will one day... As soon as my father dies, I will rebel! Seventh Prince, isn't your mother just a Imperial concubine? Damn it!"
Before he finished speaking, a soldier sneaked in and asked from a distance: "Master, the owner of Shayang Restaurant has come to collect debts from last year. Should we pay him or follow the old rules?"
Long Cheng rolled his eyes and glared at the soldiers fiercely.
The soldier immediately jumped out and roared loudly: "Shayang Restaurant is suspected of colluding with the Snowfield Federation and is an agent of the Snowfield Federation... The Governor has ordered that the entire Shayang Restaurant be taken down and the fine be paid. Only then can we let him go!”
There was a loud clang, and at least a thousand soldiers from the Governor's Mansion rushed out from all directions with swords drawn, and tightly surrounded the owner of Shayang Restaurant and the two waiters.
The poor owner of Shayang Restaurant rolled his eyes and fainted from fright. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is the author’s greatest motivation.)