"General, now that General Wanqi and the Second Prince are besieged in Beiliu City, aren't you in a hurry?" Feihong stood behind Yang Bing and helped Yang Bing pour tea.
Yang Bing lay comfortably on the bench, closing his eyes and humming a tune that Feihong couldn't understand.
"No hurries?"
Yang Bing took a sip of tea, but felt annoyed in his heart, "This Beiliu City will not be broken down so easily. Stay safe."
When Feihong heard this while standing behind Yang Bing, he immediately rolled his eyes and thought that Yang Bing's temper was really weird. He was charging on the battlefield two days ago, but today he won't go out in the general's mansion, nor will he. in a hurry.
"But you also heard yesterday that Beiliu's military rations can no longer last for a few days. General Wanqi and the second prince will be in trouble by then." Feihong said unhurriedly.
"Well, why don't you tell me who is behind you? If you tell me, I will send troops to Beiliu now." Yang Bing opened his eyes and looked at Feihong with interest.
Yesterday, when Feihong appeared in front of Yang Bing, Yang Bing realized that Feihong must be more than a simple maid.
Because Feihong's aura of being a spy was too strong, lurking next to Yang Bing was really like dancing in front of Guan Gong. Based on the memory of his previous life, Yang Bing could tell at first glance that Feihong must be from that royal family. The men are gone.
First of all, judging from the psychology that Yang Bing studied in the army in his previous life, Feihong, as a woman with outstanding appearance and figure, has excellent kung fu. Secondly, Feihong's acting style is very decisive and Lei Li, and she has unintentional... It will also reveal an aura.
Yang Bing couldn't tell what this momentum was, but unlike those ordinary princes and ministers, Feihong's momentum was more like the feeling that one person was inferior to ten thousand people. When facing Yang Bing, Feihong's face will inadvertently reveal extreme confidence, which is definitely not what ordinary maids can possess.
Yesterday, when Feihong came to greet Yang Bing, Yang Bing exposed Feihong's identity straightforwardly. Feihong was able to take his time even when Yang Bing exposed him, which is quite remarkable in this era. .
"The general is joking, how can Feihong have an identity? Feihong is just the maid in charge of the general's residence." Feihong said and pretended to be a little woman, but in Yang Bing's eyes, she was far less beautiful. Ziyun's natural gentleness and timidity are natural.
"Haha, then how do you explain your good kung fu? I have learned it before." Yesterday, in order to make Feihong tell the truth, Yang Bing pulled out a long knife and slashed at the opponent's shoulder. He thought it would be Blood spattered on the spot, but Feihong didn't expect to use a short knife to block Yang Bing's knife.
"Feihong has been in the general's residence since he was a child. There are soldiers everywhere, so he has developed this skill unknowingly due to his exposure to it. However, compared with you, it is still far behind." Feihong said this. Sincerely, although she didn't know what Yang Bing's personal martial arts was like, Feihong had seen with her own eyes his ability to lead troops in battle. He wiped out nearly ten thousand people without even using a single soldier. This was a feat. A rare sight in a hundred years.
"Well, this explanation is perfect. In that case, I believe you." Yang Bing looked at Feihong with a smile. At this time, Feihong was making tea for Yang Bing with his back to Yang Bing. Yang Bing stretched out his hand and said fiercely He grabbed Feihong's butt.
The soft and elastic feel made Yang Bing groan inwardly: "But as a maid, it is your duty to give the master a room."
Feihong's face instantly turned red. Just as he was about to slash at Yang Bing with his hand, he saw Yang Bing's warning eyes: "Remember, your current role is that of a maid. Do you dare to hit your master?"
After saying that, Yang Bing squeezed hard. Feihong's eyes began to turn red, but he did not dare to do anything excessive: "General Yang, please respect yourself. Although I am just a maid, not everyone can be frivolous." !”
The threat in Feihong's words was obvious, but Yang Bing didn't take it: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's better to be a natural beauty. This feels, tsk, tsk, tsk."
Feihong couldn't bear it any longer, so she leaned over to Yang Bing's ear and whispered softly: "General, do you really want to know the person behind Feihong?"
Yang Bing happily felt the feeling in his hands: "It's up to you whether to talk about it, and it's up to me to touch it or not."
Feihong chuckled and said a few words in Yang Bing's ear.
When Yang Bing heard this, he immediately withdrew his hand and looked at Feihong in surprise, wondering why this girl had such a big background. Originally, Yang Bing thought she was just a subordinate of the minister who came to look at him for some own benefit. .
"You, you belong to the Fourth Prince?!" Yang Bing couldn't believe it. He didn't understand that he, a useless young master, could attract the surveillance of the Fourth Prince even though he didn't do anything by himself.
"It's good that the general knows. How about touching Feihong's butt?" Feihong said to Yang Bing with a sneer.
"Uh, hey, sister Feihong, isn't this just because the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family doesn't recognize each other." Yang Bing scratched his head. At this moment, he finally understood the real reason why Feihong came to him.
Probably because the battle between him and Guilichi was a bit high-profile, and he was a well-known waste in Kyoto for more than ten years. Now that he has made such a military exploit, how could he not Let the royal family doubt it.
"However, general, you can rest assured. The fourth prince sent Feihong here for no other purpose than to protect the general's safety. After all, there are not many people like the general who can lead troops in war."
"No, no, no, the Ming Dynasty still has many strong generals, including me." At this moment, Yang Bing stood in front of Feihong like a servant and kept bowing.
This is not because Yang Bing is afraid of the majesty of the royal family. After all, with the memory of his previous life, he can go to a remote place that has not yet been controlled by the Ming Dynasty and establish his own name. But in that case, it will be too difficult, and if he is not careful, he will It will cause chaos in the Ming Dynasty.
Therefore, Yang Bing can only bow to the royal family now. He must lie dormant. He must rely on his own identity to climb up step by step and create a truly great country.
However, if the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was a good emperor, Yang Bing would not mind assisting him to create a great country.
"Report! General, everything is ready!" Fang Dahai ran in from outside the courtyard. Seeing Yang Bing's attitude towards Feihong, he didn't know what happened for a moment and glanced at Yang Bing sideways.
Yang Bing winked at him: "Uh, that sea, everything is ready?"
"Yes, General, five thousand or more are made, but these craftsmen are exhausted." When Yang Bing heard Fang Dahai's words, he thought to himself that he was asking for wages from me.
"In that case, come with me to the military camp to try out this new weapon! Let's go!" Yang Bing put his arm around Fang Dahai's shoulders and walked outside.
"You kid, let me tell you, you didn't see anything just now. Do you know that if I find out that it comes from your mouth, I won't give you a penny!" Yang Bing threatened Fang Dahai with a cold face. .
"What are the generals talking about? Don't you know?"
"Hahaha, smart!"
Soon the two came to the training ground of the military camp and saw a group of soldiers pointing around baskets of things.
Yang Bing came over and separated everyone, picking one up from the frame.
I saw that this thing was a wooden handle with a small ceramic cap on the head, and a pull ring at the end of the wooden handle. This was obviously a grenade!
He put it in his hand and weighed it: "Well, not bad, it feels good."
Yang Bing waved his hand and called Fang Dahai over: "Come on, Dahai, this new weapon, I will hand it over to you for the first time. Look, this pull ring, after a while you pull it open, count two, and then pull it hard Throw it away, do you understand?"
Fang Dahai nodded as if understanding.
"Remember, you must throw it far away. After throwing it, you lie down." After Yang Bing finished speaking, he patted Fang Dahai on the shoulder, and then led the soldiers behind him to hide away from Fang Dahai nearly twenty meters away. .
Yang Bing was also very nervous. After all, explosives were no joke. Although he often made various homemade bombs in his previous life, he had various sophisticated instruments around him, but now he relied entirely on Yang Bing's own bombs. It felt like Yang Bing, who had already died once, was asked to personally test this grenade. How could it be a joke?
Looking at Yang Bing twenty meters away, Fang Dahai felt a bad feeling in his heart. He pulled the ring tremblingly. Fang Dahai gritted his teeth and exerted force, and the ring was pulled open.
Instantly, a stream of white smoke emerged from the tail of the grenade. Fang Dahai quickly counted two numbers in his heart, and then threw it into the distance with all his strength.
It has to be said that Fang Dahai's arm strength is still good, and he threw it nearly a hundred meters away.
After the grenade landed, Fang Dahai immediately lay on the ground, but after waiting for a few seconds, there was no movement. Fang Dahai raised his head cautiously.
As soon as he raised his head, he heard a roar from the front, followed by a burst of dust.
Everyone was dumbfounded and watched in stunned silence as the dust dispersed, leaving a pit on the ground, with many ceramic shards stuck in the ground around the pit.
Yang Bing immediately looked up to the sky and laughed: "Hahahaha, it's done! It's really done!"
Fang Dahai patted the dirt on his body and ran over: "General, general, what is this?"
"This, this is called a thunderbolt." Yang Bing did not say the grenade after all. After all, it was too troublesome to explain. This name was better understood by ancient people.
