"If you don't give up, then the prince will naturally have a way to save you."

An Feng snatched the bucket from Xiang Xinghuo's hand.

A soldier who was checking walked by and found that several of them were lazy, so he couldn't help it and whipped it.

"Still grinding around something? If you don't want to do it, get out, and our military department won't support you idlers. If you don't know how to cherish the opportunity to wash the horse, then there is still a group of people outside who want to come in and wash the horse, if you don't like it, then let it be given to someone else."

In the eyes of the soldiers, several of them are old and useless, and they are still eating white rice in the military headquarters, if they are really so useless all the time, it is better to drive them out early.

But I heard that several of them have something to do with the above, that is, they can't be driven out casually.

What kind of relationship it is, the soldiers actually don't know very well.

But he has the power to do whatever he wants.

Although I heard that several of them are related to the above, but for so long, I haven't seen any powerful people come to visit them.

The soldier is more inclined to the person above them is not very powerful, so isn't it okay to bully casually?

In this place of the military department, all of them are watching people cook.

Since these people are not very powerful people, why can't the soldiers beat and scold them casually?

No, they saw it as they passed by. These people are actually standing and chatting, and if they are really allowed to talk like this, then who will wash the horses?

No, they are going to beat him if they don't say a word.

How could An Feng endure this scene when he saw this, and he could grab the whip directly as soon as he stretched out his hand, "What are you guys doing? Even if it's just a simple job of washing horses, can't you let others take a break? It's just because they've been standing here and resting for a while, and you're going to beat and scold? Is this how the Ministry of War handles things?"

The soldier didn't know An Feng, and immediately replied unhappily, "Who are you, and what qualifications do you have to point fingers at us? You don't look like you're from our military department, so get out of here! Don't get in the way of Lao Tzu! These few people are the subordinates of our military department, we can do whatever we want, what does it have to do with you?"

Xiang Xinghuo saw that the two of them were about to quarrel, if they quarreled, the probability of a fight was also very high, he didn't want to embarrass the prince's people because of his own affairs, so he quickly turned around and went to clean the horses.

"An Feng, don't talk about it yet, I'll finish washing these horses now, if you have anything else to say to me, then wait a minute, and after I finish washing all these horse skins, I'll talk to you in detail, if you want to leave in a hurry, then you can leave first." Don't get into conflict with them because of my affairs, or it will be very difficult for the prince to do it then."

Even at this time, he was still thinking about the prince.

The more he heard him say this, the more uncomfortable An Feng felt in his heart.

Looking at the soldier's expression, this kind of beating and scolding should not be a matter of a day or two.

Presumably, this was the case for a long time.

However, Xiang Xinghuo and the others have no power or power in this place, even if they want to resist, they are not the opponents of so many people at all.

Isn't it the sentence that should be, people have to bow their heads under the eaves?

In fact, what An Feng didn't understand was another thing, that is, if they wanted to resist, the squire of the military department would stand up and say that if they made trouble, it would bring very big trouble to the prince, since they were the prince's subordinates, they should be considered by the prince before doing things.

The prince was so good to them before, they shouldn't want to embarrass the prince everywhere, right?

And isn't it just chopping wood and washing horses? It's not that they haven't done it on the battlefield before, so what are they hypocritical now?

Whether it's training or rough work, isn't it all the same to do things for Daqi?

If they still refuse, then the prince will be embarrassed at that time.

After Xiang Xinghuo and the others heard this, all the emotions aroused by the lack of talent disappeared, and all of them became very silent, like an old scalper, doing what the military department ordered step by step.

Of course, they still have a lot of blood in their hearts, and this blood is about following the prince back to the battlefield again.

Although they know that this matter is almost impossible.

After all, as long as the prince's leg is still injured, it is impossible to return to the battlefield.

As long as the prince has no way to return to the battlefield, then it is even more impossible for the prince to leave this ghost place with them.

So for many years to come, all of them were in a mess, and they had long since lost their enthusiasm on the battlefield.

The military department will still give them a little silver, but this money is pitiful compared to other people.

They are not willing to fight for themselves, but spend all this money on drinking and eating.

It seems that this is the only way to alleviate the pain in their hearts.

Hearing the news of the prince today, the blood that they had once buried in their hearts was turned out again.

What if they do have a chance to leave this hellish place?

What if the prince could really take them back to the battlefield?

They were like walking dead, and there was finally a little light in their eyes.

That's the light of being a human again.

"What other horses do you wash? The prince spent so much effort to keep you in the military department, but it wasn't to watch you wash your horses!"

An Feng ripped off their hands and smashed everything in their hands, and in front of those arrogant soldiers.

The soldiers tightened their whips in anger, "You're not from the military department, and you still have such a big temper? Believe it or not, we're going to tie you up and beat you?"

"What kind of identity do you dare to touch me?"

"Who are we? There's no one we can't move in Shangjing!"

"Then you must think carefully about whether you can move anyone."

An Feng was not polite, snatching the whip from the hand of one of the soldiers, if he really wanted to fight, he would not be able to suffer.

The soldiers didn't take An Feng seriously at all, after all, he was just one person, and they had a group of people.