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

Zhuang Wan couldn't help but sigh, is the stronger the person, the more brainwashed?

No wonder Yan Cheng was able to respond in the end and lead troops to rebel countries. His brainwashing ability is not ordinary.

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

"No!" Zhuang Wan smiled dryly, "How could I be unhappy? I'm so happy. But by the way, what does this Yueqi Camp do?"

"I know!" Someone said: "My cousin is in the Yueqi camp under General Han's command. He rides a horse and holds a bow so majestic."

"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 not 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, he won a great victory in this battle. More than half of Motu's army was killed or injured, and led the remaining troops back to his nest. Pang Ao also captured two enemy generals alive.

The entire military camp was celebrating the achievements, and only Yan Cheng's Yueqi Camp was deserted.

"Why don't we go to the battlefield?" Chen Wujin said: "Otherwise, I can drink the celebration wine like them."

Lai Er said: "Didn't we say we should recover from the injury so we don't go to the battlefield?"

"What are you going to recover from the injury? This injury has been cured long ago."

Yan Cheng didn't say anything, and got up and walked out of the camp. Seeing that he was in a low mood, Zhuang Wan followed him out.

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

Outside the camp, the night wind was getting colder, and Zhuang Wan was timid.

Yan Cheng looked up at the bright moon in the sky and sighed: "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, time passes so quickly!"

"Don't worry!" Zhuang Wan advised: "Heroes will always have a place to use their skills."

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

Zhuang Wan was speechless. This person always liked to change the topic, making it seem like she was meddling in other people's business.

At this time, in Xiao Jingchen's tent, he was not as laughing and laughing as outside.

"You all tell me, Motu hides in his nest and can't hide, what should I do?"

Some people said: "I think I should do my best to attack his nest in one go, otherwise I will let the tiger return to the mountain and come to disturb our border again in a year or two. It is better to just cut off the weeds and remove the roots."

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

"So as such, if the old thief Motu doesn't come out, we can't do anything to him?"

"It's not impossible!" Han Wei said, "It's still unclear whether the miasma in the fog mountain is poisonous. Even if it's poisonous, there must be something in the hands of the Southern Yi people who can resist the miasma entering the body. The last suggestion is to send it first.

A small group of people went deep into the foggy mountains to explore the road and draw the route."

Xiao Jingchen said: "General Han proposed exactly what I thought in my heart."

Pang Ao said: "Although this method is feasible, the red fog in the fog mountain is indeed bizarre. If it is really a poisonous miasma, the person who goes there will definitely be no return. How can he bring the route map back?"

"There is no other way at the moment." Han Wei said: "I can only try my best. If no one survives, it will prove that the fog is poisonous, and I can make a long-term plan."

Pang Ao said: "General Han means using these people to test whether the fog and miasma are poisonous?"

"Marching and fighting are normal, life and death are common. Can General Pang still not understand?"

"Okay..." Xiao Jingchen looked tired, "As General Han said, send an advance team to explore the way. But this task is important, do you have the right candidate?"

Han Wei said: "Prince, the last person will be elected and will be able to take on the great responsibility!"

"Who?"

"Li Daniu!"

Pang Ao hurriedly said, "No!" He then explained, "I feel that Li Daniu and others have not recovered from their injuries, so it is difficult to take on a major responsibility!"

"The injury has not been cured?" Han Wei said: "I know General Pang is a person who cherishes talents, but don't talents need to be used more? Yueqi Camp did not go to the battlefield to kill the enemy due to injury. Don't General Pang feel regretful? He has made such a contribution now.

Why do you have to be so shirkable?"

Pang Ao didn't want to pay attention to him and bowed: "Your Majesty, I just think it would be a pity to use Li Daniu's ability to explore the way as an advance team. If you lose such a talent, it would be a loss. It's just a way out, just a replacement for others.

The same goes for going.”

Han Wei continued: "Since General Pang says that Li Daniu is a rare general, how can he send someone to such an important task? I also hope that General Pang will put the overall situation first and do not act irritably. If Li Daniu can complete the task

, it is also a great achievement, wouldn’t everyone be happy!”

Xiao Jingchen said: "That's how it is decided. I will send the order to Li Daniu's Yueqi Camp set off tomorrow, go to Wushan to explore the way, and draw a road map for the army to destroy the barbarians in the future."

Pang Ao: “…”

"The last general will receive the order!"

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

If Motu doesn’t get rid of it, how can he rest assured?

Mu Qiulan came in with tea, "Is the prince's head sick again?"

Xiao Jingchen nodded.

Mu Qiulan put down the teacup and took out a sachet, "The maid has already made the sachet that the prince asked me to make last time. The prince can smell it, and it may be relieved."

Xiao Jingchen took it and placed it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. The faint fragrance refreshed the heart and could indeed soothe the spirit.

"Not bad!" He put down his sachet, "but, my old illness cannot be cured by your sachet."

"If the prince doesn't dislike it..." Mu Qiulan whispered: "I know some methods of loosening muscle massage, which may help the prince sleep peacefully."

Xiao Jingchen looked up at her, his emotions were unclear.

Only then did Mu Qiulan realize that he had offended Xiao Jingchen's majesty. The man's body and hair did not like to touch others, let alone that he was the prince of Jin Zun and Yu Gui.

She quickly said, "Prince forgives me, my maid is not..."

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

"Yes..." Mu Qiulan walked behind him gently, took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, found the exact acupoint, and gently massaged it.

It was a pair of hands that were as soft as a slight cool feeling. The massage technique was gentle and seemed to have magical power. Xiao Jingchen's headache was relieved a lot. The boredom in his heart seemed to be relieved.

"You are so capable, I am really unable to live without you. You said, how can I keep you by my side forever."

Mu Qiulan's hand stagnated, "The prince made fun of his maid again."

Xiao Jingchen chuckled: "I have a way..."

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

"Prince..." Mu Qiulan was shocked and struggled to get up.

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

Mu Qiulan panicked: "Prince, don't joke, didn't you say it..."
Chapter completed!