"Back to your lordship." Zheng Fakui said: "There are two hundred and six in total, including one hundred and seventy-three war horses, pack horses and horses that cannot go to the battlefield, etc., a total of thirty-three. ”

Dong Ce nodded and praised him casually, Zheng Fakui hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

For Dong Ce, the biggest gain from this Pinghu Head Cottage is not these gold and silver, but war horses, a full 173 war horses.

The tiger head cottage was built little by little by Bai Mazi, and its weapons and equipment, such as bows, crossbows, waist knives, etc., were basically bought secretly by bribing border generals in the early stage, and in the later stage, they were provided by Hou Jiawei. But there are not many war horses, even Hou Jiawei doesn't have much, where can he still support Bai Mazi? These war horses, are Bai Mazi little by little saved, some are bought from merchants outside the Sai, some are traded with the Mongolian tribes, and later after his power is great, he even took advantage of the night to lead his men to run for dozens of miles, secretly destroyed a small tribe that does not know which tribe it belongs to, and got a lot of war horses. Such actions can be described as audacious.

In fact, there is no shortage of qualified soldiers in the family ding team, as long as Dong Ce's training methods are used, as long as the selected person is in good health, can endure hardships, and is honest and obedient, then after a few months, a homeless person can also grow into a qualified family member. But what Dong Ce lacks under his hands is qualified war horses. And now, counting these, the war horses available to Dong Ce's men have almost reached three hundred!

With these war horses, the size of the Jiading team can be rapidly expanded.

After telling Zheng Fakui and others to take care of the racecourse, Dong Ce went back immediately.

After walking this circle, the sky was already completely dark.

Shi Jin and Zhou Zhong have already arranged for the soldiers to cook, and many houses in the cottage have candles and oil lamps and other things, and they have all been searched out by the soldiers. The captives in the square inside the gate were guarded by three killer teams, while the others had already moved into nearby houses.

No matter how simple the house is, it is much more comfortable than sleeping in the wilderness.

However, the houses they live in are all concentrated near this clearing, which is also to prevent any changes from the captives, and they all live close to each other, so that they can get up and deal with any abnormal situation immediately.

Many houses are lit up and smoke is in the air.

When the soldiers arrived, they had time to eat. The grain is ready-made, and there is a considerable amount of grain in Bai Mazi's house, as well as in the grain depot of the cottage public school, which is as much as dozens of stones, and these grains will also be transported back tomorrow. The soldiers of the killer team who were in charge of guarding the prisoners would naturally have someone bring them food later. As for the captives, they will be hungry tonight. It's not that he is too lazy to cook for them, but Dong Ce is bent on starving them, and it is best to be hungry and lose strength. At least before leaving Hutou Cottage, they wanted to eat a hot meal.

There were guards outside Bai Mazi's house, and when they saw Dong Ce coming, they saluted one after another. Dong Ce waved his hand, turned over and dismounted, Bai Zhongqi quickly took the reins of the horse, and took someone down to take care of it. Let the family members wait outside, Dong Ce took Bai Zhongqi into the courtyard gate.

Dong Ce entered Bai Mazi's house and saw that it was dark in the wing room, but the main room was brightly lit.

When I entered the house, I was slightly stunned.

The main room has been cleaned up, and the ground has been wiped like this, the green bricks are smooth and clean, and there are many candles lit, and there is a lot of light in the room. The table in the middle is full of dishes, and even if you stand at the door, you can smell the enticing aroma.

A woman, standing at the table with her head bowed, looked up in panic when she heard footsteps outside.

At the age of twenty-five or sixteen, soft and lovely, it is the Yang family.

Seeing this scene, Bai Zhongqi comprehended, took a step back, closed the door, and then stood there steadily, like a door god.

Dong Ce shook his head lightly and stepped over. Seeing Dong Ce coming, Yang took a step back, but then stood still, slightly blessed: "The slave has seen the eldest master." ”

Her voice was a little hoarse, but it was full of seduction, which matched her age. Twenty-five or sixteen, the young woman's young age, is the most charming age.

The smile that Yang smiled at Dong Ce before made Dong Ce very impressed.

There is no doubt that this is a woman who is very good at survival, not long after Bai Mazi died just now, she is like this, obviously knowing who is the one who can decide her fate. And from this, Dong Ce can roughly determine that this woman should have no feelings for Bai Mazi.

"Get up."

Dong Ce said lightly.

He sat at the table, looking at the food on that table, and couldn't help but move his appetite. After all, it was a tossing day, and after eating at noon, it can be said that the rice has not been eaten until now, and I have not felt that the gluttonous worms in my stomach are hooked by the aroma of the food, and I suddenly feel hungry.

There are a total of eight dishes, all of which are meat dishes, and it is no wonder that it is early spring at this time, and the wild vegetables have not yet grown, where to get green vegetables?

It's all home-cooked food, but it's quite beautiful, a dish, the color and fragrance, at least for now, the color and fragrance of this dish are there, but I don't know how it tastes.

There are chopsticks next to it, as well as a pot of wine and two wine glasses. Dong Ce picked up the chopsticks and grabbed a piece of garlic fried meat and put it in his mouth, he just put the meat in his mouth, Yang suddenly exclaimed.

Dong Ce looked at him and asked vaguely, "What's wrong?" ”

"You, you, aren't you afraid I'm in there?" Yang asked in a low voice.

"You don't dare." Dong Ce chewed twice, swallowed, and smiled: "You are a smart person, how could you do such a stupid thing?" ”

Yang's eyes flowed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Dong Ce tasted these dishes one by one, and exclaimed: "The taste is really good, you made it?" ”

"It wasn't made by slaves." The nervousness and timidity on Yang's face disappeared, and she smiled: "But the slave craftsmanship is not bad, and it will be made for the master to eat in the future." ”

As he spoke, his eyes flowed, and his eyes seemed to be dripping.

"You can talk." Dong Ce laughed, but suddenly reached out and pulled Yang's hand, stroked it lightly in his hand, and said with a smile: "Come, drink with this official." ”

"Yes." A flash of shame and humiliation flashed in Yang's eyes, but he still flattered and sat next to him.

She was graceful, and although she sat down at this moment, her waist was straight, and her chest was even more tall and plump, but Dong Ce's eyes glanced at it, and then moved away, not so urgent. Anyway, everyone is in his hands, if he wants to flatten and pinch the circle or let him do whatever he wants, why should he be in a hurry?

Yang reached out and picked up the wine jug, poured a glass of wine for Dong Ce, gently raised his right hand, sent it to Dong Ce, and chuckled: "A glass of slave respect to the master." ”

"Why?" The one on the east side didn't take it, and said with a smile: "If you can't tell why, this glass of wine, the official won't accept it." ”

Yang bit his lip lightly, a shy red appeared on his face, looking at Dong Ce, his cherry lips opened slightly, and he said with a smile: "Master Jing has put down the thieves, made meritorious deeds, and his promotion is just around the corner." ”

"I love to hear that."

Dong Ce took the wine glass with a smile, the wine was amber, very thick, and even a little viscous, and at a glance, he knew that it was an old wine.

"No, the beauty is on the side, how can there be a reason to drink alone?" Dong Ce was about to drink it all with his wine glass, when he suddenly remembered something, put his hand down again, and looked at Yang's Dao.

"Then the slave drank with the master." Yang Shi understood what he meant, but she simply poured herself a glass as she spoke, holding it with both hands, and her beautiful eyes flowed: "Master, may you have drunk it this time?" ”

"Of course." Dong Ce smiled.

Seeing that he raised the wine glass, a trace of determination flashed in Yang's eyes, and he also picked up the wine glass, put it to his lips and was about to drink it all, but he felt a lightness in his hand, and a force came, but it was Dong Ce who reached out and knocked the glass of wine in her hand to the ground. The glass hit the ground and shattered, and the liquor flowed everywhere.

Dong Ce also put the wine glass in his hand on the table, looked at him with a cold face, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth.

Yang looked at Dong Ce with a surprised face, and said in surprise: "Master, who are you?" It's just that her hands and legs are trembling uncontrollably, and her face is a little pale. It's a really good acting. Dong Ce sighed and shook his head: "If the official drinks this glass of wine, I'm afraid that the official will lie here at this time, with abdominal pain like a strangulation, and strange bleeding, right?" ”

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