Chapter 26
Fansi slowly opened his eyes, and let out a long breath from his small mouth. Fortunately, part of the power of backlash was taken away, and he finally suppressed that overbearing skill, otherwise the consequences...

Feeling the firm palms behind her, she bit her lower lip lightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"are you OK?"

The voice is as gentle as a feather, tickling people's hearts.

He didn't hear a reply, Fansi was about to turn around, when he suddenly saw his bare skin, his little face was pink.

She didn't know how long it had been in silence, but Fan Si felt the hands behind her back retract.

"Are you ok?"

There was still silence behind him, Fansi sucked the quilt to cover himself, turned his head to look, and turned pale with shock.

The clothes on Yun Yi's body were almost in pieces, and the disguise technique disappeared, and his original appearance was restored, but his eyes were closed tightly, and the whole person was still in a state of meditation.

"ah……"

Looking at the almost naked young man, Fansi blushed with shame and quickly turned his head away, looking around the room like a frightened deer.

……

The night passed, and the sun reflected red clouds in the east, rendering the sky very gorgeous.

A group of cavalry came out of the government office, and ran towards the barracks with whips on their horses.

The guards at the gate of the barracks saw that it was Ma Buqing, the deputy commander, who was coming, and quickly moved out of the way.

Ma Buqing dismounted in front of the deputy commander's tent, strode into the camp, and told the soldiers behind him: "Gather the drums and generals, I have something to say."

"Boom, boom, boom."

The war drums in the army rang. As soon as all the generals heard the sound of the war drums, they did not dare to neglect. After packing up, they came to the deputy commander's tent.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was another drumbeat, which made all the generals stop. For a while, you looked at me and I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

The sound of the drum came from the tent of the commander of the Chinese army.

General Shangzhu was seriously ill and could no longer get out of bed. The news had spread throughout the army, and everyone believed that Ma Buqing, the deputy commander, would take over the command of the army.

But now the drums of Jujiang sounded from both sides, making people at a loss, and everyone started to discuss.

"General Zhang, this..."

"I'm also confused."

"These two drums are killing us!"

The Chinese army gathers generals, and those who fail to reach the three-way drum-cut!

Everyone gradually understood that this is to let the soldiers of the army make their own choices!
For a moment, all the generals felt that they were walking a tightrope. Below the tightrope was an abyss.

……

Ma Buqing was sitting on the big tiger-skin chair, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, when he heard the drumbeat of the Chinese military tent, he subconsciously bounced and was about to take a step outside.

After walking two steps, he realized it and stopped again.

"It's strange. Is it possible that Nangong Chang and Nangong Yi, two young boys who are still young, dare to act opposite me?"

Geng Biao, who was sitting on the side, laughed, "It seems that the people of the Nangong family are unwilling to be resigned to power, and they even want to use their father's influence to check and balance General Ma."

"Wonderful thinking!"

With Geng Biao here, Ma Buqing felt at ease, walked to the handsome seat again and sat down.

……

The three drums arrived, Nangong Chang smiled happily looking at the crowd of generals, stood on the left side of the commander's seat with his hand on the hilt of his sword, and said loudly: "Generals, please sit down."

And Ma Buqing looked at the few people in the tent, and his face was so angry that the green rod kept beating.

"There's no reason for this, there's no reason for this!"

Geng Biao's face was not so good-looking, he was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master Geng, look, this..."

Standing up slowly, Geng Biao put on the Moyun hand, "Commander Ma, since some people disobeyed the general's order and wanted to be that monkey, then let's pick a chicken and show them to kill."

Looking at the row of Longwuwei masters behind Manager Geng, Geng Biao also laughed.

"Isn't it possible that the Nangong family doesn't shed tears without seeing the coffin?"

A group of people got out of the tent and came straight to the tent of the Chinese army.

When he opened the curtain and entered the tent, he saw two rows of generals in full robes, standing up straight, with empty seats. Nangong Chang and Nangong Yi lined up on both sides with their swords drawn. The tent was silent, not even the sound of mosquitoes.

Ma Buqing's face was very ugly. Seeing that the generals did not look at him, they all looked like wooden figures. For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with this situation.

Geng Biao gave Ma Buqing a sideways look, and said: "The general is seriously ill, the Eighth Prince has a warrant, and the whole army is under the command of Commander Ma, but you are ignoring the order, what should you do?"

After finishing speaking, Geng Biao took out the Eighth Prince's warrant and looked at Brother Nangong, who was above him, with a half-smile.

"You two, do you want to rebel?"

Some generals began to feel uneasy, and there was a sound of armor rubbing in the tent.

Nan Gongchang showed no fear on his face, and also took out a warrant, "The general also has a warrant, ordering the whole army to rest in Ganliang City. Without the general's order, they are not allowed to go to war, and they are not allowed to obey the orders of others."

The generals looked at the warrant in Nangong Chang's hand, with big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes on it, with a killing spirit, and the commotion stopped immediately.

"Bold!"

Geng Biao didn't expect Nangongyan to have another move. Seeing that Ma Buqing didn't dare to argue under Nangongyan's power, he was secretly anxious, and said in a stern voice.

"The general is seriously ill and has fallen into a coma. How can he write with a pen? I'm afraid this order was forged by your brothers, right? He has a terrible heart!"

Looking at Geng Biao's anxious face, Nangong Chang became even more relaxed, "All the generals in the tent recognize the general's handwriting. You might as well come forward and see if it's true or false."

Immediately, several leading generals stepped forward, and they were also very puzzled. This matter of leading troops should not be careless. In case of violating the military order, the general has the Shangfang sword bestowed by the emperor.

"That's right, it's the real work of the Great General!"

"This word must be correct."

"The character of Haoran cannot be imitated by others."

Seeing that the generals were all talking, Geng Biao winked at Ma Buqing with a murderous look on his face!
"You are stupid. There are always people who can imitate the handwriting in the world. Where is the general now? I'm afraid he's still on the couch. Can't you explain such a simple fact by yourself?"

The generals were silent after hearing Geng Biao's words. Although they had doubts in their hearts, as the general's subordinates, the long-term coercion prevented them from betraying.

Receiving Geng Biao's signal, Ma Buqing gritted his teeth, drew out the sword at his waist, and pointed at Brother Nangong.

"Long Wuwei, capture them immediately. Instigating the morale of the army during the war has violated military regulations and must be severely punished."

Following the words, four big insiders rushed out, all rushing towards Shuai An.

"Zheng..."

(End of this chapter)

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