The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

Yang Xiyu's expression became a little gloomy again, "Why? Everyone was plausible when I said it, now it's your turn to do it, why don't you talk anymore, why? Is there no one available in Nanling now?"

Everyone couldn't say anything he said, let alone watch him, one by one, they couldn't wait to lower their heads into the plank of the boat.

Yang Xiyu is angry, and he also knows what virtues these people are. When they have merit, they will fight each other, but when it comes to an emergency, they will run faster than anyone else, for fear that they will make a difference. what's up.

Looking at this scene, Mu Fang flashed a trace of loneliness in his eyes. As a general, who doesn't want to make meritorious deeds, but is it realistic? What is the reality? The reality is that the Longxiang Army in the south of the Yangtze River, and the army brought out by Mo Jinyao, everyone is a strong man who will always be loyal to Mo Jinyao, but their Nanling army, even if they have been trained in the past few years, can There is no shortage of people who enter the army with delicate skin and tender flesh, who are greedy for life and fear of death, and deceive others. How many real soldiers are chilled by such an army. It is not that no one has accused him, but what is the end? The children of the aristocratic family still show off their power and deceive others even more. This also destined that Mu Fang will never become a person like Mo Jinyao.

It is because of these that when asking who is willing to go now, the result will be like this.

Yang Xiyu just wanted to say something, who knew that Mu Fang interrupted him to say something.

"Shizi, go down."

It can be said that a single stone caused a thousand waves, and these people all looked at him, including Yang Xiyu.

It’s just that everyone’s looks are different, some are relieved, some are gloating, and some are panicked because of guilt, but Yang Xiyu is different. He looked at Mu Fang and said,

"You can't go."

Ok? The expressions on everyone's faces were frozen. Shi Zi meant that people like them would die if they died, but could Mu Fang not die? Why! None of them is a hundred times more noble than the status of the general in front of them, how could the elder son say that!

Of course Yang Xiyu knows what these people think, but even he looks down on Mu Fang in front of him, but he has to admit that besides being a child of a family, he doesn't have a very strong family background, anywhere else. No worse than these so-called nobles.

After a pause, he continued,

"You are the commander-in-chief of these soldiers, how can you take the risk yourself, if something bad really happens, wouldn't I lose face in Nanling?"

This explanation made these people a little satisfied, and they thought to themselves that this was really the case. If their leader was killed by something unknown by the enemy, then Nanling would really be reduced to this continent. The laughing stock.

Suddenly, there was a strange silence on the deck, and even before the navy in the south of the Yangtze River had made a move, the people on Nanling were about to start infighting. If this was let Master Luo know, he would probably beat the gongs and drums as a joke. Three days and three nights, after all, no one in the whole Jiangnan feels that these Nanling people are more disgusting than Luo Jiao.

After a long while, someone finally spoke weakly, but it was not any of them, but a soldier standing next to him who hadn't said a word.

The reason why he is a small soldier is because this person is thin, small, and ordinary. If it weren't for him to speak, no one in the room would have noticed him.

"If the general and the son are not disgusted, let's let the subordinates go down."

"Just you?" One of the people couldn't help but sneered, very disdainful.

Unexpectedly, Mu Fang passed by with an eye knife, and immediately the man shut up.

He was still secretly annoyed, why was Mu Fang subconsciously afraid with a look in his eyes? Impossible, he is the son of the Shangshu family, how could he be afraid of this reckless man? Thinking of this, when no one was paying attention, he stood up secretly, as if it could cover up his previous embarrassment.

Yang Xiyu also looked up and down at him suspiciously. Can such a small body really get those things back or destroy them?

The soldier seemed embarrassed, afraid to look at Yang Xiyu’s peachy eyes, but said in a low voice,

"Don't think I am small, but I am still very flexible, and I will never do anything to him."

"What's your name?"

"The subordinate's surname is Wang, and his name is Goudan." The soldier scratched his head.

Even though the situation is not very optimistic now, these people still can't help but laugh. Did they hear it right? King dog egg? What is this bad name? I am embarrassed to come up with such a name?

"...Okay, do you have anything you want?" Yang Xiyu has been in officialdom with his father since he was a child. Of course, knowing that few people can really make sacrifices willingly just for the good of the country, he asked. mouth.

The soldier froze for a moment, and just wanted to say no, but a figure flashed in his mind, causing him to swallow back in his stomach after the sentence no tossing on the tip of his tongue. The words he spoke out made people including Mu Fang All shocked.

"The subordinate wants Princess Xixia."

There was a sound of inhaling air-conditioning. I'm afraid this person is not a lunatic. Who is Princess Xixia? How could you marry someone like you? It was really whimsical, the toad wanted to eat swan meat.

Yang Xiyu looked at him with a complex expression, secretly planning something in his heart. Yang Xiyu never made a loss-making business. He had to calculate everything before deciding, and now he was weighing the pros and cons in his heart. Is the princess more important to him or the thin and weak looking soldier more important to him?

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Xiyu had the answer in her heart. If this little soldier can successfully get back the things in the water, it proves that this is a very powerful person, and it is worthwhile for him to use something to immobilize him. If he can't come back alive, this operand is not something natural, what he is not paid.

Yang Xiyu just thought about it, and didn't care about Princess Xixia's meaning, because even if Xixia is noble, she is a princess, but after all, she is just a woman. After all, she wants to marry. Do your best, marry someone who is useful to them?

Thinking about it this way, a treacherous light flashed in Yang Xiyu's eyes, and said, "If you can complete the task, Ben Shizi will agree to your request and marry Princess Xixia to you and grant you a position."

The young soldier's eyes lit up, and it seemed that his thin cheeks were shaking from being too excited.