"But this new General Lu doesn't seem to care at all, and is leading the soldiers of the 17th Battalion to eat, drink and have fun." Yang Mingyu deliberately made a look of being anxious for everyone.

"What, there is such a thing?" Zhao Bi'an frowned.

"I'm alone, and I can't practice. Therefore, my heart is so anxious that I can only come to you, uncle. Yang Mingyu said quietly.

"Look at it again, maybe tomorrow this General Lu will start training you. It's only a day's delay, and there won't be too much left behind. Zhao Bi'an comforted.

It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of his nephew's words, it's just that he is no longer in charge of the seventeenth battalion now, and it is not appropriate to meddle at this time.

However, Yang Mingyu did not understand his distress, and continued: "Why don't my uncle mention it like the prince, and let him send someone to tell General Lu the importance of this training." ”

Zhao Bi'an was still a little hesitant, and always felt that it was not good to go to Prince Tang Tu because of this trivial matter.

Yang Mingyu saw his hesitant look, knew that his heart was already shaken, and hurriedly hit the railroad while it was hot: "I'm afraid that General Lu is still young and doesn't understand the priorities of things, so he only cares about having fun with the soldiers, and when the time comes, there will be a bigger mess, and the prince is afraid that he will be angry." ”

Zhao Bi'an was silent for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.

Lu Ce knew that a sixteen-year-old hairy boy was actually higher than him, and he didn't know what His Majesty thought.

"You go back first, I'll mention it to the prince later."

"Thank you, uncle." The goal was achieved, and Yang Mingyu returned to the 17th battalion.

Back at the 17th battalion, Qian Qiangye and others hurriedly surrounded him.

"Brother Yang, how is it?" Qian Qiangye asked with a flattering smile.

He sneered and said, "Let this Lu Ce be proud for a while." ”

Hearing him say this, the people who gathered around knew that it was done, and they all had gloating smiles on their faces.

"Okay, let's go and rest, our General Lu will still have to eat wild boar in the evening." After Yang Mingyu finished speaking, he swaggered back to his tent.

He was a centurion, so he was naturally more comfortable than the others.

The centurion is a tent for five people, the lieutenant general is a tent for two people, and the general is a tent for one person.

The other pawns could only live in a tent for twenty people, and their snoring was mixed with the sour smell, and they couldn't sleep at all.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be glad that his uncle was a general, otherwise he wouldn't be this centurion.

"Lu Ce, Lu Ce, I see how long you can be proud." A treacherous smile rose at the corner of Yang Mingyu's mouth, and he lay back on the mat and dreamed.

And at this moment, Lu Cezheng, who was thinking about him, mingled with the soldiers of the 17th Battalion, without any general's shelf, and captured the hearts of many people at once.

When it comes to playing, no one here is better at playing than him.

In terms of force value, none of those present were stronger than him.

In terms of appearance, if he doesn't brag, it is estimated that Prince Yong's guy in the entire camp can fight with him.

After all, he was a beautiful man who was popular in Jindu back then.

Together, many people surrendered to Lu Ce's feet.

Li Tingyu looked a little funny, she thought that this time it was the same as in the Xishan camp, and it would take a lot of effort to subdue these people.

Unexpectedly, Lu Ce relied on a wild boar and an over-the-shoulder fall, which made most people recognize this young general.

She shook her head and went to the room to deal with the boar.

After all, this group of guys who can't handle internal organs are likely to throw away their intestines and livers, and she has to take good care of them.

As night fell, the day's training was coming to an end.

The soldiers of the battalions had gone to dinner, they didn't have much time, and they still had training at night after eating.

Compared with the silence of the battalions, the seventeenth battalion was as lively as the New Year.

The people of the 16th Battalion next door couldn't help but come to find out what was going on.

After listening to the explanation of the seventeenth battalion, their eyes widened.

They all know the big head, and there is no taller and stronger person in the whole camp. This General Lu actually threw people out with one move? Why are they so unbelieving?

The soldiers from the two 16th battalions looked at each other and said in unison: "You are not lying, are you?" ”

"Go, go, who lied. General Lu also hunted a wild boar for us to eat, so you can drink rice cereal and envy it. When the people of the Seventeenth Battalion talked about this, they immediately puffed up their chests and looked very proud.

"If you still don't believe it, when we learn it, we will throw you away with one move, and you will know if what we say is true." Another boy from the 17th Battalion followed suit.

"Hey, hey, this cowhide is about to blow into the sky, you are not ashamed." The people of the 16th Battalion didn't believe what they said at all, and only thought that they were forcing it to say it for the sake of face.

They all knew that the new Tadamu General was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

So they didn't say anything more, laughed a little and went back to the camp to spread the story as a joke.

One came and went, and the whole battalion knew about it.

General Lu Xiao of the Seventeenth Battalion, it's useless, he knows how to brag.

Xiao Chongen in the big tent naturally heard about it.

"This Lu Ce really has something, it's only been a long time, and he can make a storm all over the city." Xiao Chongen seemed to have discovered something interesting, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Lord Wang, General Zhao Bi'an of the Eighth Battalion asks to see you." Luo Qinghuan opened the curtain and came to say goodbye.

"Let him in." Xiao Chongen had a shallow smile on his face, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

Zhao Bi'an, who came in, was relieved when he saw his expression.

has been following Prince Yong for several years, and he already knows that Prince Yong will be in a very bad mood during this time of year, and today is really rare, he actually smiled.

"What's the matter?" Prince Yong pressed the letter in his hand onto the table and looked at Zhao Bi'an.

"My subordinates heard that General Lu of the 17th Battalion is leading the soldiers to have fun, I am afraid that he is still young and does not know the importance of the monthly competition, and it will not be good for the soldiers of the entire 17th Battalion to be punished at that time." He said as he looked at Prince Yong's face.

Seeing that his expression remained unchanged, Zhao Bi'an continued: "Originally, this matter was not under my control, but in the past few months, I have led the seventeenth battalion, and I have some feelings, so I naturally don't want them to lose in the big competition." ”

"Oh? Then why don't you go and tell Lu Ce in person. The smile on Xiao Chongen's face faded a lot.

Does this man seem so stupid that he actually tried to use him as a gunman?

In just one sentence, Zhao Bi'an suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He only thought about himself and his nephew, but he forgot to consider this Prince Yong, who said the same.

He's made a big mistake.