The night is like a light feather tent slowly sprinkled down, the night of the desert is a deep blue, the stars hang down the plain, and the silver light shines brightly, as if the silver man is all the way, within reach.

In the barracks, there was a mournful cry of help, mixed with the laughter of the men.

Mu Feng grabbed a thin woman, brushed and tore her robe, the woman's body was very rough, covered with scars, she struggled to run, Mu Feng slammed the woman's chest and abdomen with his knees, causing a scream.

"I said second, you should be gentle." Han Chen looked at his brother mockingly: "Just this one woman, the three of us, you want to kill her, Jiang Ye can't take our lives?" ”

"Come on, he's got that." Mu Feng sneered: "He hasn't played with women in the five years since he came to Beimo, and I think he probably has a physical problem." Isn't it, Little Beauty? ”

The woman kept writhing and struggling, and bit Mu Feng's hand, Mu Feng was in pain, slapped the woman to the ground, and kicked it with her boots: "It's so strong, I see you are still strong when you meet Lao Tzu?" ”

He stepped forward and said unpleasant words in his mouth.

"Is this how you usually garrison the barracks?" Suddenly, someone spoke, and his voice was full of anger.

"Grandma's!" Mu Feng has always regarded no one in the army except Jiang Ye, but at this moment, when he heard such a domineering and unceremonious order, he was furious and blurted out: "You dare to say Lao Tzu, give me-"

He looked up and saw the comer, and was stunned for a moment, unable to say a word.

In the tent, there was a man in white standing at some point. His facial features are handsome and flawless, beautiful, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes are slightly raised, but he just stands quietly, but his whole body exudes a dangerous dark aura.

obviously looks like such a noble son who does not eat the fireworks of the world, but he has a strong evil and an invincible overlord demeanor.

Mu Feng and Han Chen, who had lived for most of their lives, had never seen such a magnificent man, and they were stunned for a while.

The man in white opened the curtain and walked out, and the ring dragon took out an object from his arms, held it high, and showed it to the surrounding warriors: Qu Jingshuo, the eighth prince, came by the emperor's secret order. From now on, all military and government affairs here must be subject to scheduling, and there must be no mistakes! ”

It was a tiger talisman engraved with a two-headed golden dragon - all the warriors, including Han Chen and Mu Feng, saw it at a glance and immediately knelt down, not daring to look up.

This tiger talisman remained in the hands of the emperor and was only used when something important happened. The double-headed golden dragon and tiger charm is everywhere, symbolizing the emperor's royal arrival and life and death. Anyone is expected to obey absolutely every word spoken by the Tiger Talisman holder.

For a while, all the soldiers knelt down with their weapons, and agreed in unison: "Only the king's order is obeyed!" ”

The moment he saw the tiger talisman, Mu Feng was shocked, his legs weakened, he knelt down all of a sudden, prostrate in the yellow sand, and agreed with everyone, but his voice trembled - he was drinking and messing in the army, and he wanted to insult women, and he was hit by this upstart in the court......

He immediately crawled over, not daring to raise his head: "Please also ask the eighth prince to move, and the last general will wait for the prince to pick up the wind and wash the dust." ”

"Where is Jiang Ye?" His voice was cold.

"General Jiang went on a night patrol and didn't return."

"So take me to his tent and wait for him."

When Jiang Ye returned to the camp, his brows furrowed when he heard the news. After a long time, he opened the tent and walked over, Bai Jingshuo was sitting in the tent looking at the topographic map of mountains and rivers, and when he heard the movement, he looked up, and the two looked at each other.

Jiang Ye's temples are white, and at the age of his early forties, a pair of eyes are unfathomable. He looked at Bai Jingshuo blankly for a long time before kneeling down: "The last general heard that the dragon and phoenix among the eight princes are amazing, and when I see it today, it really deserves its reputation." ”

Bai Jingxuan looked at him carefully, glanced at the ring, the ring, nodded, and went to guard outside the tent.