Advising the villains to be kind every day

Yan Cheng's words directly made everyone's blood boil.

Zhuang Wan couldn't help but sigh, is it true that the stronger the person, the more brainwashed they are.

No wonder Yan Cheng was able to respond to all calls in the end and lead the army to rebel against the country. This brainwashing ability is not ordinary.

"What's wrong?" Yan Cheng looked back at her: "You don't seem very happy?"

"No!" Zhuang Wan said with a dry smile, "How can I be unhappy, I am so happy. But by the way, what is this Yueqi camp doing?"

"I know!" Someone said: "My cousin is in the Yueqi Battalion under the command of General Han. He is very majestic on horseback and with a bow."

"That's the cavalry battalion!"

"Aren't they all the same?"

"Don't worry." Yan Cheng said, "Each battalion in the army performs its duties, and the Yueqi battalion will naturally have nothing to do."

In fact, in the next half month, they really had nothing to do, and they didn't even play in the second battle with Nanyi.

Fortunately, they won a complete victory in this battle. More than half of Motu's army was killed or injured, and the remnants returned to their nests.Pang Ao also captured two generals of the enemy alive.

The entire military camp was celebrating, only Yan Cheng's Yueqi camp was deserted.

"Why don't you let us go to the battlefield?" Chen Wujin said, "Otherwise, we will be able to drink celebration wine like them."

Lai Er said: "Didn't you tell us to recuperate our injuries so we don't go to the battlefield?"

"What's the matter of recuperating, this injury has healed long ago."

Yan Cheng didn't speak, got up and walked out of the tent.Seeing that he was depressed, Zhuang Wan also followed him out.

"Let you talk nonsense!" Bai Qilang was still scolding Chen Wujin.

Outside the camp, the night wind was getting cooler, Zhuang Wan shrugged.

Yan Cheng looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said with emotion: "It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival, time flies so fast!"

"Don't worry!" Zhuang Wan persuaded, "Heroes will always have their uses."

Yan Cheng looked back at her and smiled, "You said before the Mid-Autumn Festival, can we go back?"

Zhuang Wan was speechless, this person always liked to change the subject, making it seem like she was meddling in her own business.

At this time, inside Xiao Jingchen's big tent, there were not as many laughter and laughter as outside.

"You all tell me what to do if Motu is hiding in his lair."

Someone said: "The general feels that he should go all out to attack his lair, otherwise he will let the tiger go back to the mountain and disturb our border again in a year or two. It is better to just cut the grass and root out."

"It's easy to say! The foggy mountain is full of poisonous mirages, and it is very easy to get lost. If you go there rashly, you may be falling into a trap."

"In this way, if the old thief Motu doesn't come out, what can we do with him?"

"It's not impossible!" Han Wei said, "Whether the miasma in the Wushan Mountain is poisonous is still uncertain. Even if it is poisonous, the Nanyi people must have something in their hands that can resist the miasma from entering the body. The final suggestion is to send the miasma first." A small group of people went deep into the foggy mountains to explore and map out the route."

Xiao Jingchen said: "General Han's proposal is exactly what this king has in mind."

Pang Ao said: "Although this method is feasible, the red mist in the foggy mountain is indeed bizarre. If it is really a poisonous miasma, those who go there will definitely never return. How can we bring the road map back?"

"There is no other way right now." Han Wei said: "We can only try our best. If no one survives, it will prove that the miasma is poisonous, and we can think about it in the long run."

Pang Ao said: "General Han's intention is to use these people to test whether the miasma is poisonous?"

"March and fight, life and death are normal. Doesn't General Pang understand?"

"Okay..." Xiao Jingchen looked tired, "Just as General Han said, send an advance team to scout the way. It's just that this task is so important, do you have suitable candidates?"

Han Wei said: "Your Majesty, at the end of the day, one person will be selected, which is worthy of great responsibility!"

"who?"

"Li Daniu!"

Pang Ao hurriedly said: "No!" He then explained: "The final general feels that Li Daniu and others are still injured, so it is difficult to take on great responsibilities!"

"Unhealed from injury?" Han Wei said: "I know General Pang is a person who cherishes talents, but don't talents have to be reused? Doesn't General Pang feel regretful that the Yueqi Battalion did not fight the enemy due to injuries? Why do you have to prevaricate like this?"

Pang Ao didn't want to pay attention to him, and cupped his hands and said: "My lord, the last general just thinks it's a pity to use Li Daniu's ability as an advance team to explore the way. If such a talent is lost, it is also a loss. It's just a wayfinder, and someone else The same goes for going.”

Han Wei continued, "Since General Pang said that Li Daniu is a rare general, how can he send someone casually to such an important task? I also hope that General Pang will put the overall situation first and don't act impulsively. If Li Daniu can complete the task , is also a great achievement, wouldn't everyone be happy!"

Xiao Jingchen said: "That's the decision. Pass on the order, Li Daniu's Yueqi battalion will set off tomorrow to explore the Wushan Mountains and draw a road map for the army to destroy the barbarians in the future."

Pang Ao: "..."

"The last general takes orders!"

After everyone left, Xiao Jingchen rubbed his temples with his hands.

If Motu is not removed, how can he rest in peace?
Mu Qiulan came in with tea, "My lord has a headache again?"

Xiao Jingchen nodded.

Mu Qiulan put down the teacup and took out a sachet, "The sachet that the lord asked the servant to make last time, the sachet has already been made. The lord can smell it, maybe it can relieve some pain."

Xiao Jingchen took it, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, the faint fragrance was refreshing and could really soothe the spirit.

"That's right!" He put down the sachet, "It's just that this lord's old disease cannot be cured by your sachet."

"If the prince doesn't dislike it..." Mu Qiulan said in a low voice, "The servant girl knows some massage methods to relax the tendons, maybe it can help the prince to sleep peacefully."

Xiao Jingchen looked up at her, feeling unclear.

It was only then that Mu Qiulan realized that he had offended Xiao Jingchen's majesty. The man's body was hairy and skinny, and he didn't like others to touch him, not to mention that he was a noble and precious prince.

She quickly said: "Forgive me, my lord, this servant girl is not..."

"Okay!" Xiao Jingchen said lightly, leaned on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes.

"Yes..." Mu Qiulan walked gently behind him, took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, found the exact acupuncture point, and massaged gently.

Those were a pair of catkin-like hands with a hint of coolness. The massage technique was gentle, as if they had magical powers. Xiao Jingchen's headache eased a lot.The boredom in my heart seems to have dissipated.

"You are so capable, this king really can't do without you more and more. Tell me, how can I keep you by my side forever."

Mu Qiulan froze, "My lord made fun of my servant again."

Xiao Jingchen chuckled: "This king has a way..."

He suddenly grabbed Mu Qiulan's hand and pulled her over to sit on his lap.

"My lord..." Mu Qiulan turned pale with shock, struggling to get up.

"Don't move!" Xiao Jingchen pinched her waist, and said with a smile, "If you want, I can marry you as my concubine."

Mu Qiulan panicked and said: "My lord, don't be joking, didn't the servant girl say..."

Xiao Jingchen didn't allow her to finish speaking, so he directly blocked her mouth...