As soon as he arrived at the military camp, Yang Shu was surrounded. Everyone was very enthusiastic and pouted at him one by one.
There was no way to get the clothes anymore. Yang Shu covered his head and sighed deeply.
It can be seen that everyone has a lot of opinions about him. As long as there is someone who takes the lead, Yang Shu guarantees that they will join in swarm.
"Fang Zhuang, it's time to show your skills. Go and beat them up."
Fang Zhuang tilted his head back and opened his eyes wide, "Your Majesty, this is not a joke."
Fang Zhuang did not follow Pang Qi into the mansion, but stayed in the military camp. He was very aware of the character of these brats.
They like to bully the minority.
200 personal guards are not enough to fight.
"Look at how coward you are."
"That yellow-haired man, yes, that's you." Yang Shu pointed at a man with yellow hair, "Why are you so arrogant? Fang Zhuang said I could crush you to death with one finger!"
Fang Zhuang opened his mouth and looked at Yang Shu with a confused expression. When did he say this?
"Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding!"
"My brother! Ouch! Don't hit your head!!!"
Yang Shu covered his eyes and looked at Fang Zhuang through his fingers. It was so miserable that his eyes were like pandas.
"What are you looking at? Is any of my bodyguards as strong as mine? Look, your waist is already discounted." Seeing Huang Mao looking at him, Yang Shu half-propped his body and shouted.
"Get them all!" Yang Shu waved his hand.
The personal guard looked at the guards surrounding him, his mouth twitching, Prince, please shut up!
Thanks to Yang Shu, as soon as he stepped into the military camp, all the guards were beaten to the ground.
"General Zhonglang."
Huang Mao squatted down and patted Yang Shu on the shoulder, "We are looking forward to you."
Yang Shu leaned to one side, coughed twice, and took Dali Pill!
Without much nonsense with Yang Shu, Huang Mao led the people away.
"Stop howling. If you carry me to the camp, you will lose all your face. You can't even clean up the yellow hair." Yang Shu cursed loudly.
The eyes of the surrounding guards became more and more contemptuous and angry.
"Your Majesty, this place is not as good as the mansion, so you'd better say less."
Pang Chang held his waist and got up from the ground. In the military camp, fists are the last word. You can either fight or strategize. If you have nothing and like to yell, you can easily become a sandbag.
The Crown Prince, who provokes public anger, is obviously not easy to fight, but in a dark and windy night, you have a sack. Do you know who did it?
Yang Shu glanced at the unkind eyes around him and snorted, but didn't yell any more.
"What's the origin of Huang Mao?" Yang Shu asked with narrowed eyes in the tent.
Fang Zhuang opened his panda eyes and looked at him with resentment, "Sun Hu, the captain of the forward battalion."
Yang Shu grabbed the dried meat from the bag and chewed it, Sun Hu? It seems that he admitted his mistake. Pang Qi told him emphatically about this person.
He is quite prestigious in the army and can make people move.
"Take it and replenish it." Yang Shu gave the dried meat to Fang Zhuang and looked into his panda eyes, feeling a little embarrassed.
There's no conflict here. How can he confront Sun Hu? Let's look at his strength.
Tsk, it can indeed be beaten.
Fang Zhuang held the dried meat in his arms, took a few mouthfuls, and raised his eyebrows, "Your Majesty, it smells good!"
Yang Shu glanced at his bruised face and laughed. It looked like the beating was light and he had time to pay attention to other things.
"Your Majesty, Captain Sun is here." Pang Chang walked into the camp and reported.
Yang Shu raised his eyebrows, how long had it been since they were separated, and now he missed him? Don't love too deeply, Yang Shu said it was a lot of pressure.
"Bring it in."
Yang Shu straightened up with great effort, sat on the chair, and assumed a majestic look.
"Huang Mao, this is my prince's camp. I am the commander-in-chief appointed by the emperor. I advise you not to mess around."
"Execute your nine clans carefully."
Sun Hu looked at the stern-faced man above him, his mouth curled into a straight line. Is this guy really the bloodline of the King's Palace?
This is no longer a tiger and a dog, but worse than a pheasant.
"General, the marshal has sent a message, asking you to practice with ordinary guards, please!" Sun Hu said in a strong tone and could not refuse.
"You are presumptuous!"
"I don't want to be with you..."
"Take it away!" Sun Hu interrupted Yang Shu with a cold expression.
"What are you doing!" Seeing the guards rushing into the camp, Yang Shu yelled, holding his neck.
"Chang Pang, stop them quickly!"
"Are you going to disobey the order?" Sun Hu squinted at Pang Chang.
Pang Chang and Fang Zhuang stood in front of Yang Shu. They were Yang Shu's personal guards and only obeyed orders.
"Huang Mao, please wait for me!"
Although Pang Chang and Fang Zhuang tried their best to stop him, Yang Shu was still carried away and was outnumbered.
"I don't practice!"
Yang Shu yelled and threw the spear in his hand.
The next second, the long whip was thrown at him. Sun Hu walked over with the whip and kicked Yang Shu down, "Trash, you are like you and you still want to make me look good."
"Pee and take a picture."
"If you dare to throw the gun again, I will beat you to death." Sun Hu's eyes were fierce.
Yang Shu moved back in fear, covering the place where the whip was struck, trembling as if he was frightened.
With red eyes, Yang Shu followed the team and swung his sword.
That night, what happened in the military camp was presented to the emperor's desk.
"No matter how harsh you are, you can't change a person's nature." The emperor looked at the burned letter and threw it away.
"The envoy from Ye Guo has already set off. In your opinion, who can handle this well, the second prince or the third prince?"
Eunuch Quan broke out in cold sweat and hurriedly knelt down, "Your Majesty, the second prince and the third prince are all the best among men."
"You are just cunning."
The emperor looked at the night and said slowly, "Just the third prince."
Eunuch Quan lowered his head and stepped back lightly.
"Hey, be gentle." Yang Shu took a breath.
"Your Majesty, your flesh is quite strong." Fang Zhuang poured medicinal wine into his hand and rubbed it on Yang Shu's back.
If you practice every day, it will be strange if you don’t become strong.
Yang Shu rested his head on his arms and looked outside, "Fang Zhuang, that yellow hair is really hateful!"
"Your Majesty, don't be a fool. Vice General Pang once said that if you fall into the hands of others, you should keep a low profile."
"Be polite, Captain Sun can be a little more generous."
"I'll kill him sooner or later!" Yang Shu slapped the bed board and growled.
Outside the camp, Sun Hu and the guards behind him had serious faces.
"Captain?"
"Let's go." Sun Hu turned around first.
The bodyguard sighed, but the prince could not hold back his voice.
What kind of evil have you done? You have to accompany him to practice.
The next day, before dawn, Yang Shu was carried out of the camp.
Yang Shu's legs were shaking as he held up the wooden stake. In just five seconds, the wooden stake in his hand fell off, his whole body swayed, and he rolled his eyes.
"Captain, I fainted."
The guard who looked at him looked helpless. He had never seen such a weakling.
Sun Hu frowned and swung the whip.
"Ouch!"
Yang Shu rolled and howled, arched her body and buried her head very low.
The more unfavorable it is, the greater the waves the reversal will cause.
"I'm going to kill you!" The successive whips angered Yang Shu. Veins popped up on his forehead and he roared with blood-red eyes.
Sun Hu's eyes remained unchanged, and he whipped again, "Trash, can you hold the knife?"
Sun Hu pulled out his sword and threw it to Yang Shu, "Come here, let me see how you kill me."
