Young Master Yun

The situation between the soldiers on both sides was tense in an instant. Fuyang's performance in the past few days was obvious to all in the camp. Sleeping in the environment has deeply won the trust and love of grassroots soldiers.

If the person who came was a veteran general like Sun Wei, these soldiers on the battlefield would naturally obey obediently, but the commander who came this time turned out to be a woman. Although she is the emperor's daughter, it does not mean She has the ability to lead the former army to fight, Fuyang is not convinced, and the soldiers of Daying are also not convinced.

The confrontation at the gate of the camp attracted the attention of the soldiers inside, and immediately a thousand-man team ran out and surrounded the elite cavalry of Yonghe and others.

Sun Tian looked at these solemn-looking soldiers of the big camp with an ugly expression. No one in the capital had ever dared to disobey his words like this. He never expected that he would receive such treatment after coming here as the deputy commander-in-chief. He felt a little flustered in his heart, but the expression on his face became more and more stern. He understood that if the people in the command headquarters were forced to admit cowardice by his subordinates, then his reputation in the army would only drop to a terrible level. Degree.

At that time, even Sun Tian, ​​who is the most expensive general, is afraid that few people will obey his orders.

Yonghe's face was also gloomy, and his big eyes with a little bit of evil spirit swept across the thousands of people, only to find that the eyes of these strong men were full of disdain for a superior like herself, Yonghe was a little flustered, she didn't want to Knowing what to do, she didn't dare to show all this on her face, but she turned her eyes to the camp, where there should be someone who can resolve the fighting here.

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"Report!" Outside the large white tent, a tall and straight figure stood upright, and a notification sound also came from his mouth.

Yun Hao, who was sitting cross-legged in the tent to heal his wounds, slowly opened his eyes, frowned slightly and said, "Come in!"

After the young soldier came in, he knelt down and cupped his fists and said, "Master Yun, General Fuyang and the commander sent by the imperial court are in a stalemate, and they are now in a stalemate at the gate of the camp."

Yun Hao nodded, waved his hand and said, "I see, you get out!"

The soldier bowed his hands and retreated.

"Little guy, should we go out and help this little girl?" Gui Xiangtian said suddenly.

Yun Hao shook his head slowly, the corners of his mouth curled up, closed his eyes again, and murmured: "If Princess Yonghe can't even handle this matter, then maybe she really isn't worthy of being a former general..."

Immediately, Yun Hao's chest rose and fell slowly, and strands of spiritual energy were absorbed by him like a whirlpool, and a faint red light began to glow on his face.

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Outside the gate of the big camp, countless eyes were fixed on here. At this time, three thousand-man squadrons had joined in, and nearly 3000 people surrounded the one hundred elite cavalry regiments. The faces of the Hundred Cavalrymen were all pale and ugly. They never expected that these troops entrenched outside the empire would be so tough that they dared to disobey the orders of their superiors.

As time passed by, a drop of sweat dripped down on Yonghe's face, a trace of loneliness and disappointment flashed in her eyes, and she thought empty-handedly: He still didn't come after all...

An unprecedented grievance welled up in her heart, making her nose sore, and even looking at the army in front of her, she held back the bitterness in her heart, her face became gloomy, and she galloped forward Leaping, under the vigilant eyes of the soldiers, raised his snow-white chin, and said to Fu Yang: "Chief Fu Yang, do you know the consequences of disobeying the command of the commander?"

Fuyang's face changed and he didn't speak, but Yonghe had already turned his head and glanced at the mighty [-] guards. A cold and emotionless voice came out slowly: "In the army formation, those who disobey the command of the commander , Kill without pardon! If you dare to mutiny, this commander will report to the emperor and destroy the nine clans! General Fuyang, even if you can bear this crime, your family can also bear it. What about these soldiers? Their families Originally, he was still waiting for his own child to return in triumph, but what is ushering in? Extermination of the Nine Clans!" Changing the subject, Yonghe's sharp eyes fixed on Fuyang's face.

The 3000 guards, who were slowly exuding a deadly aura, gradually became depressed. The palms of the soldiers holding their weapons were also slowly hanging down. They all had family members and lovers. They exterminated the nine clans. These four cold words Let their hearts tremble, and they no longer have the courage to fight.

The corner of Fu Yang's mouth twitched a few times before he stretched out his hand and said, "Back off, everyone!"

The surrounding soldiers retreated slowly, Sun Tian's palms were also wet and full of sweat, his eyes were squinted, and he had a small calculation in his heart. This Fuyang alone had such a huge appeal in the camp. The Sun family is not a good thing. The morale of the army has always been determined by the Sun family, but this time, there is an exception.

"Chief Fuyang, willing to accept the crime!" Fuyang gritted his teeth and knelt down.

With no expression on his face, Yonghe waved his hands and shouted: "Come here, tie him up and beat him with twenty army sticks!" Two cavalrymen behind him immediately came out to hold Fuyang up.

"Marshal, isn't this punishment too light? This man just wanted to connive at the mutiny of the soldiers!" Sun Tian said with his eyes flickering.

Yong He glanced at him, and said to the two men: "After the twenty army sticks, bring him to the big tent to meet me..."

Seeing Yonghe directly ignore his own opinion, Sun Tian's expression froze, which made him look a bit ugly.

The former army of the Piaoyu Empire has been intimidating many small feudal states on the border. Years of tempering outside the Great Wall have given them a wolf-like aura. After a few days of rest, the power of the entire team has gradually increased rising.

In the huge marshal's tent, Yong He took off his cloak and helmet, and handed them to the soldiers behind him.

The black and smooth hair poured down, and Yong He rubbed his hair before he put his hair up again, put on his helmet, turned his head and asked, "Where is Master Yun now?"

The soldiers behind were stunned, as if they hadn't recovered from the short-lived beauty just now, and when they saw the sullen look on the commander's face, they said ahhh twice, "Report to the commander, Master Yun is on the sidelines. Tent to recuperate."

"Retreat?" Yonghe Liu frowned slightly, and then remembered that there seemed to be two high-level practitioners in the other party's camp. Yun Hao must have fought against those two when he came this time, could it be that he was injured? ?

Yonghe looked anxious, and hurriedly confessed: "After a while, the commander-in-chief will finish the fight and send it to Master Yun's tent. By the way, there is also Deputy Marshal Sun. After he inspects the team, let him go there too."

After finishing speaking, Yonghe asked someone to lead the way and ran towards Yunhao's tent. The trace of resentment in his heart had disappeared long ago...

"Report, the former commander-in-chief Yonghe is asking to see you!" Outside the tent, Yonghe's crisp report sounded, making Yunhao inside smile a little.

"Come in, handsome!"

Standing up slowly, Yun Hao put his hands behind his back and stood calmly.

Lifting the door curtain, Yonghe noticed that the handsome man was still calm, as if there was no serious problem, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Yun, have you fought against the opponent's cultivator?" Yong He asked cautiously.

Yun Hao nodded lightly, and said: "I only fought once, but it knocked them back, and I didn't come back during this time."

Yonghe's face showed joy. When she was in the palace, she heard that the two cultivators of the enemy army were like gods of death. With a wave of their hands, they could kill tens of thousands of people. I can resist it, now it seems that I am worrying too much.

"Master Yun, are you not injured?" Yong He said with a smile as he walked slowly to a chair in the big tent and sat down.

Yun Hao shook his head and said, "I suffered some minor injuries, but it's all right now..."

Yonghe felt inexplicably uncomfortable, just about to say something, but a loud and clear voice rang out from outside the tent.

"Report, the sinner, Fu Yang, please see Master Yun and the commander-in-chief."

Yun Hao frowned slightly, and murmured with some doubts: "Sinner?"