Xu Xingyuan in the distance was observing the battlefield with a telescope. When he saw Zhou Xiyi raising his hands and constantly waving his surrender, he picked up the walkie-talkie in his hand and said something.

After four or five minutes, the motorcycles stopped slowly, and the creepy engine sound finally came to an abrupt end.

When the soldiers saw the Lord General raise his surrendered hands, they were depressed, but at the same time they were also delighted in their hearts for their own life.

Not long after, Xu Xingyuan came to him, and at the same time, a motorcycle in the front also came with her.

The motorcycle slowly opened the protective cover and saw a man coming out.

Zhou Xiyi looked at the man with thick eyebrows, tiger eyes, high nose bridge, long black hair, like a horse's mane, smooth and sprinkled on his shoulders. This did not make him sissy at all, but was even more daunting. Every step he took was accompanied by an invisible power.

It is obvious that the man who got off the bus first was the leader of the motorcycle unit. He just didn't know where the troops came from. It could never be in Huyuan Province, but it must be farther away. How did Xu Xingyuan, a little girl, get to know him? What is the relationship between them? Countless questions hovered in Zhou Xiyi's mind.

While thinking, he took big steps to Zhou Xiyi and said in a crappy accent: "Kneel down."

Zhou Xiyi opened his eyes wide. If it were someone else, he would definitely get angry on the spot. As the saying goes, a man would rather die than kneel down. However, he is a face that knows how to endure and does not care about vanity. He will never give up his head for the glory of a man and chooses his knees.

In his opinion, the true glory of a man is hidden in his head.

So he slowly lowered his knees, supported his body with both hands, and knelt in front of this man.

The man showed a childlike smile, stroking his hair like a animal. The soldiers below saw such a humiliating scene, bit their cheeks tightly and glanced away.

"Very good." He turned to look at the soldiers who surrendered beside him and said, "It's up to you, kneel down."

Seeing that no one moved, he sneered and quickly pulled out the pistol from his waist.

With a bang.

A soldier closest to him fell to the ground.

No one is not afraid of death. When seeing such humiliation from death, some people make choices immediately, not to mention that even their commanders have surrendered. As a big leader, why do you have to keep holding on?

Hundreds and thousands of people knelt in front of them, and they all paralleled their heads to the ground, and he smiled a little contemptuously.

Zhou Xiyi didn't feel shameful before, but his former soldier kneeled in front of him without dignity, which made his heart full of humiliation for a long time.

He secretly swore that no matter what he would sacrifice, he would definitely avenge the arrow.

Xu Xingyuan slowly walked to him, smiled and said, "Are you surprised by what happened?"

He sneered, "That's right."

Xu Xingyuan pointed to the man and said, "He is a Tatar. How about it? Are you even more surprised?"

Zhou Xiyi's questions became more and more. Although he didn't know very well, he also knew that the Tatar country's technology was very backward. Not to mention such a single-soldier weapon that surpassed the times, even new cars were rarely afforded. Most of them were used cars eliminated in Europe.

"How did you get this weapon?" Zhou Xiyi asked tentatively.

"I'm not very clear. This is their secret, but with this weapon, this man will end this chaotic world, and even unifying the Eurasian continent is no longer a fantasy!" She was excited when she said, but suddenly calmed down and said indifferently: "Okay, Zhou Xiyi, you have two choices now. First, hand over your troops obediently, and second, death."

Zhou Xiyi lowered his head and said, "No need to say it. As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die. I will choose one. The question is how do you want to accept my troops?"

While they were talking, the man came over and said, "My aircraft cavalry is only a real warrior, and will not want such a cowardly inferior race!"

Xu Xingyuan suddenly lay in his arms and said coquettishly: "Please reward me with his troops!"

He gently sniffed Xu Xingyuan's hair fragrance and touched his soft hair.

Xu Xingyuan is very tall, 175 in size, but he looks very small in this man's arms.

"Then do you want to kill him?"

"No." Xu Xingyuan came out of his arms and said, "He has some usefulness."

Zhou Xiyi breathed a sigh of relief, but instead said first: "I was convinced by the loss! I only have one wish now. Even if you want to kill me, I will tell you. I want to be loyal to you and use my life to guarantee it!"

The man looked at Zhou Xiyi's eyes and found a sense of unwavering determination. He smiled and said, "Remember my name, my name is Alatan Aodu. If one day you dare to betray me, then I can guarantee that you will think of death whenever you hear this name!"

Zhou Xiyi hung his head lower and said, "I know."

The sun dyed the distant sky red, and the black smoke lingers in the air. He is reluctant to leave for a long time. Perhaps it is the dead soul, hiding in the smoke, just to take a few more glances at this loving hometown.

Xu Xingyuan's troops took the lead in controlling the oil field and sent heavy troops to guard it. Then they drove the elderly residents here to Fenghe, just like driving away cattle and sheep.

These people were very angry. They had lived a stable life for a long time, but the disaster came too quickly, leaving them without any precaution, let alone dignified resistance. Everyone wanted to live. As long as there was a little irregularity, the soldiers of Altan Aodu drove this motorcycle and looked after it. The Gatling machine gun next to the motorcycle would turn.

Everyone was completely desperate, and many people died along the way. Because Fenghe had insufficient houses, many people slept on the streets, and Alatan controlled the food again. He fought a day and couldn't even eat a bite of food.

Zhou Xiyi couldn't bear to see the soldiers who had been through life and death with him starving, so he could only risk his life to ask for food.

On the contrary, Xu Xingyuan didn't know what was going on, and persuaded a lot of people. Maybe she was always a peacemaker and no one offended her. She had a good impression of herself. Moreover, this woman was extremely ambitious. Maybe Alatan couldn't see it, but Zhou Xiyi knew that Xu Xingyuan must have regarded him as a springboard. As for what she wanted, Zhou Xiyi didn't care. The only concern he now was that his people would not go hungry.

As night fell, Alatan lay on the bed. Xu Xingyuan once said that as long as he could capture Donglin and occupy the oil field, he could do things with her. It was because of this agreement that he chose to help her.

Xu Xingyuan was taking a shower at this time, and the water flowed down her slender waist. Not long after, the sound of the water flow stopped.

She was wrapped in a bathrobe, revealing her shoulders and beautiful legs.

Alatan was watching it intently, but suddenly she lowered the bathrobe. Her slender waist and plump breasts were intoxicating.

Like a snake, she climbed onto the bed, started kissing his calves with her gentle mouth, and then her thighs were at the root, and she stayed for a while.

Alatan looked enjoyable, longing for the air, and desire burned his body. He didn't like to be passive, grabbed Xu Xingyuan's thin shoulders, dragged them in front of him, and then turned over and pressed her.

"You're so bad."

He and Kong Wu were powerful, and his muscles were filled with edges and corners, like mountains, rivers and ravines.

She gently stroked her face and kissed her indulge in love. Their tongues were full of souls, constantly tangling, and their lips became wet.

Thirty minutes later, Xu Xingyuan's head rested in Alatan's arms, and her face was flushed. It has to be said that the Tartar's physical strength and speed were all top-notch, which made her very excited.

"I never wanted to marry a woman so much. Yuan'er, you are the woman I love the most in my life."

Xu Xingyuan had a smile on his face, and could not see the meaning behind the smile. He put on his nightgown and walked towards the bathroom to start cleaning himself.

When he came out again, Alatan said again: "Would you like to have a baby for me?"

"Then are you willing to help me build Huyuan? Or even more, help me conquer this land?"

Alatan sat up and said, "I would like to, I can even conquer this Huaqing Kingdom for you tomorrow and kill all the people here!"

Xu Xingyuan shook his head and said, "There is no need to kill people. We are rulers. We must stand at the highest point and watch them bow down to their surrender."

"Yes, that's right, I am the king of this world, you are the only queen of this world!" He said this excitedly.

"I'm going to sleep now, so I'll go and think about something else tomorrow."

Alatan stroked his waist and said with a smile: "It's still early, let's come again."

Holding her on the bed, it was another slap. Xu Xingyuan was sweating profusely, his pillow was wet, and he could only slump on the bed, and he was too lazy to take a shower. He lay quietly on the bed and gradually fell asleep.

The next morning, Xu Xingyuan got up from the bed before dawn. That night, she heard enough of Altan's snoring, which made her sleep intermittently. When she woke up in the morning, she went to patrol.

When the guard at the door saw her, although in their eyes, the woman had a very low status, she had to salute the woman.

Etiquette is to place your hands on your forehead and stroke them horizontally with your fingers, which means you can dedicate everything to the other party.

Xu Xingyuan nodded. She also had many doubts about this backward country, especially how this kind of motorcycle was made and who made it. She wanted to know, but now is not the time.

She came to Wang Tiemin's war room alone. There were various documents on the table. She looked at them one by one, such as how long it took to be mined, how long it had been, who had been sold to, and how many people who paid but did not ship the goods, all of which she needed to know.

Seeing these almost the same thing, he came to the map and watched Wang Tiemin's base insert with a flag on it.

She smiled coldly, pulled out the flag on the map, looked at it, recalling how powerful Wang Tiemin was at that time, defeating his father, but in the end it seemed that she had won, and he was only a burnt corpse left.

Throw the flag in your hand and smash it with your high heels.
Chapter completed!