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Blown by the wind, several people became more sober and it was time to rescue the official prostitutes.

Zhao Yuanqing asked, "Yang Yi, where should we go?"

"Sun Chou's garrison is on the outskirts of Qinzhou City, and the official prostitute camp is right next to it, dozens of miles away."

Yang Yi looked at them and said in embarrassment, "I can run over there by myself, but what about you four women?"

"Don't worry, we can just find some horses."

Horses were precious things, and ordinary people didn't have them at home, so they had to go back to the Qinzhou County Government Office to find one. They went back secretly, but found that there was no one guarding the stable, and a man led a horse out.

He mounted his horse again, whipped it, and headed towards the outskirts of Qinzhou.

An hour later, they approached Sun Chou's camp. When they were more than two miles away, they could not get any closer, so they found a small woods and tied up the five horses.

Yang Yi explained the situation to them. There were about two thousand soldiers stationed there, and about a hundred official prostitutes. There was no exact number.

According to the laws of the Daqing Kingdom, official prostitutes stayed in the official prostitute camp. When needed, they would come out to receive officials and rich people. Only those who were guilty of serious crimes would be sent to the military camp to serve as military prostitutes.

The treatment of military prostitutes was much worse than that of official prostitutes. The soldiers were all full of vigor and vitality and wanted women every day. However, once the official prostitutes entered the barracks, they would first become physically weak from the torture, and then contract a lot of diseases. There was no one to treat them, and they would be buried when they died.

Therefore, the number of official prostitutes who entered the military camp was reduced very quickly, and some of them were gone within two or three years.

Originally, some of Qinzhou's official prostitutes should have been in Qinzhou County and some in the military camp, but Sun Chou was so domineering and arrogant that he brought all the official prostitutes to the military camp in order to reward his soldiers.

He was not satisfied with this and started to target passing merchants. Whenever he saw young and good-looking women traveling alone, he would capture them and use them to replace the women in his military brothel camp.

Since then, the Qinzhou garrison has become like a brothel. Now that there is no fighting on the front line, Sun Chou takes these two thousand people to hunt and play everywhere, or to eat, drink, have fun and play with women, just like a local emperor.

The previous Qinzhou county magistrate was dissatisfied with Sun Chou and had been assassinated. This county magistrate was very honest and no one dared to provoke him, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

Zhao Yuanqing frowned again. He had no idea that Sun Chou's army was in such a mess. These were not soldiers defending their country, but bandits. No wonder in his previous life, as soon as the Wumeng army attacked, Longyou Road was defeated.

Zhao Yuanqing was thinking deeply, while the others were waiting for her to give orders.

Yang Yi also realized that although Zhao Yuanqing looked the youngest, she was the one in charge. However, with only four women, it was impossible to subdue these 2000 people.

He said, "Saving these 100-plus courtesans is no small matter. Where should we place them after we rescue them? How will the soldiers let you go? You can't escape. Why don't we go back and make a long-term plan?"

Zhao Yuanqing shook his head, "No, since we are here, we must eradicate them.

However, you are right. It is indeed impossible to accommodate so many courtesans. So, if that is the case, why not just make this place ours?"

"How, how did it become our place? Are you going to rebel?"

"Haha, it's much easier than rebelling."

Meng Jiu and Wen Qian understood what Zhao Yuanqing meant. They all looked at Xu, who stuttered nervously, "Look, what are you looking at me for?"

Zhao Yuanqing smiled and said, "I forgot your identity along the way."

Xu’s identity?

"I am your third sister...you said I am Sun Ping's...concubine?"

"Yes, today, we are going to use your tiger skin to deceive Sun Chou."

Zhao Yuanqing pointed at Meng Jiu and said, "You are now Sun Ping's new adopted son, so let's call you Sun Jun."

Meng Jiu nodded, "Okay."

"I am Sun Jun's servant now."

It just so happens that they are both dressed as men.

Zhao Yuanqing pointed at Xu and said, "Now, restore your identity. You are Sun Ping's concubine."

Then he pointed at Wen Qian and said, "You are the housekeeper beside Xu."

Yang Yi looked a little dazed, "Are you Sun Ping's people?"

"No."

Yang Yi took a step to the side and said, "Sun Ping is not a good guy either. What are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, we are good people. Come, I will assign you a task."

"You tell me first, and I'll see if I can do it."

"Wait a moment. When I wave my hand inside to signal you, you kill someone. For every person I signal, you kill one."

"Okay, okay."

"Do you have a bow and arrow? Do you have any hidden weapons?"

Yang Yi nodded, "I can shoot an arrow through a hundred steps, but my hidden weapons are limited. I can kill ten at most, no more."

Zhao Yuanqing looked at Meng Jiu, who reached into his boots and pulled out a long string of iron cannons. "Here are ten iron cannons. Throw them at the target person and their heads will explode. Use them."

Yang Yi took it and was delighted. This was the first time he had seen such advanced things. "Okay, no problem."

Meng Jiu glared at him and said, "Don't throw it carelessly. If you throw it in the wrong place, I'll blow your head off!"

"Ah!"

Next, Zhao Yuanqing made some arrangements and returned to bring the horses, one for each person, pretending to be exhausted from the journey, and walked towards the camp.

Although Sun Chou's military camp was called a camp, there were actually no tents because it was not a short march. Sun Chou had been in Qinzhou for three years. In order to have food and drink and enjoy himself, he specially built a row of large houses for the soldiers to live in.

He built a big house in the middle of the city, decorated it like a palace, and lived there in a life of drunkenness and debauchery every day.

A row of small houses were built on the east side of the camp, and the roofs were painted with red lacquer, making it look like a brothel. This was the military brothel camp.

At this time, the lights in this row of small red houses were on, and in front of each house, there was a row of soldiers waiting in line, all of whom were waiting to sleep with military prostitutes.

In the house, there were obscene words, insults and beatings, loud pleas for mercy, and cries.

Occasionally, one or two naked women would run out, but would be pushed back in by the soldiers who were laughing and teasing them as if they were playing with kittens and puppies.

The more panicked the women were and the more miserable they cried, the more excited the men became. They ravaged the women's bodies and emotions, allowing them to experience the ultimate pleasure of being in power. They happily enjoyed the thrill of hunting.

Is there anything more joyful than wantonly squeezing your own kind?

The bestiality of human beings is clearly revealed at this moment.

It was already midnight. In this dark night, the people in Qinzhou City had already fallen asleep, but here, it was like an unsupervised hell, extremely tragic.