The irascible and mad concubine whose soul traveled through ancient times has room

Everyone hurriedly knelt down to read

"Fifth commander, senior commander, captain, school captain, hundred-man general, lieutenant general, I'll go, my lord, did you steal this?"

One of them couldn't help asking about his background, and was punched by someone next to him. Seeing the black line on Mo Chenyuan's face, he immediately closed his mouth again and knelt down on one knee.

"My subordinate made a mistake, please punish me."

Mo Chenyuan said calmly: "Go back and receive the punishment."

"This is the prince, my subordinates take orders."

Mo Chenyuan nodded and said, "Get up."

"Thank you my lord"

In fact, more than one person thought so. The rest of the people thought that these tokens were stolen, but no one dared to say it. That person just asked everyone's doubts.

After all, even if the prince is powerful, two people can't kill a battalion, right?

Mo Chenyuan: "All the people on the token have been dealt with by me. Now we can go back."

Although everyone couldn't believe it, they also accepted the order

After everyone went back over the mountains and ridges,

inside the tent

Wen Ning asked excitedly

"Mo Chenyuan, can you give me 1000 people?"

Mo Chenyuan is confused

"Ah Ning, why do you need 1000 people?"

Wen Ning smiled slyly

"I went with you to sneak attack on the ancient road last night. I felt that your people were not alert enough.

So I thought about building the most elite team, one against a hundred, equipped with the most advanced weapons, and dedicated to doing some assassination missions when the situation is down."

Mo Chenyuan thought about it. He knew that Wen Ning had done this in his previous life. Naturally, he did not doubt Wen Ning's ability. There was also a desire to try it in his eyes.

There was no hesitation

"Okay, I will give you the most elite soldiers."

Wen Ning was so happy that he lost his sight.

"No, I have to pick it myself."

Mo Chenyuan thought for a while and nodded.

"In that case, take a rest in the morning and accompany me to the training ground in the afternoon."

Wen Ning nodded. Wen Ning's self-control ability is still very strong. When he has nothing to do, he can sleep until the sky is dark, but he will not delay if something happens.

The training ground was still some distance away from the camp. After almost a quarter of an hour of running at full speed, the two of them were walking on the road to the training ground.

Wen Ning is still dressed in men's clothing. Wen Ning is not big, and men's clothing is more restrictive than the heroine.

So Wen Ning looks petite after all. Only a small group of people who often follow Mo Chenyuan know Wen Ning's true identity.

The soldiers who were in the camp every day didn’t know this, so when Wen Ning appeared in front of everyone, no one took Wen Ning seriously.

I'm just a little confused about the frail young master who can stay with the prince.

Wen Ning was not in a hurry and just stood aside quietly watching Mo Chenyuan train.

After a round of training, Wen Ning was not very satisfied with the soldiers.

Zuo Guo Mo Chenyuan personally trained everyone, and everyone was as docile as tamed wolf dogs.

Obviously Mo Chenyuan also saw this problem, so after one round, he gave up. This battalion has been trained by Mo Chenyuan himself.

There are about 5000 people. In Mo Chenyuan's opinion, this is the most satisfactory battalion in his army. In previous years, it was the battalion that accompanied Mo Chenyuan up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire.

After the team gathered, Wen Ning walked to Mo Chenyuan, and Mo Chenyuan announced to everyone.

"This is Wen Ning. From now on, he will assume the position of head coach. I will train you well for a few days on my behalf."

After the words fell, no one responded, and everyone was dissatisfied.

Wen Ning was not in a hurry. He saw the disdainful looks in his eyes and everyone was talking in low voices.

Also, they were trained by the undefeated God of War, the Regent, and now they are suddenly replaced by this little-known weak scholar. It is strange that they can obey.

At this time, a sudden voice came from the crowd

"Your Majesty, this young master looks like a weak pretty face at first glance. He may not be able to withstand the general's punch. Please, Your Majesty, please take back his life."

Everyone agrees

"Please, Your Majesty, take back your life."

Wen Ning smiled slyly, Hey, Thorny Tou, that's what she was looking for.

Mo Chenyuan was silent. He knew that now was the time for Wen Ning to establish his authority. He originally thought that Wen Ning would take out the thorny head and beat him to establish his authority.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Wen Ning's fist came towards his face. Mo Chenyuan was not on guard and received a solid punch from Wen Ning.

All the soldiers were shocked and fell silent for a moment.

Mo Chenyuan's cheeks turned purple for an instant, and then he realized what he was doing and spat out a mouthful of blood.

That's right, you are the biggest thorn in your side. After defeating you, everyone will have nothing to say.

Mo Chenyuan chuckled and put on his posture.

"Teacher, please enlighten me"

The underground soldiers booed one after another

"My lord, beat him until he kneels down and calls him grandpa."

"My lord, teach him a lesson."

The various shouts underground were all disdainful of Wen Ning.

Wen Ning ignored him and grinned.

"My lord, don't cry when you lose."

Mo Chenyuan was helpless. He knew Wen Ning's strength and did not dare to underestimate him.

Wen Ning flew forward and kicked Mo Chenyuan straight into the chest.

Mo Chenyuan put his hands in front of him and grabbed Wen Ning's feet as they approached.

Wen Ning was not in a hurry and used Mo Chenyuan's power to fly up and kick Mo Chenyuan's head with his other foot.

In order to resist Wen Ning's kick to his head, Mo Chenyuan could only release his foot from his chest, and both of them took a step back.

Wen Ning still smiled playfully, "Your Majesty is indeed worthy of his reputation and has great skills."

Mo Chenyuan smiled back, "You're not bad either."

Wen Ning decisively prepared to use a combination of modern judo and martial arts. Wen Ning was not good at ancient kung fu.

If it were his previous life's strength, he could barely compete with Mo Chenyuan.

But now I only have [-]% of the martial arts in my previous life. For Mo Chenyuan,

If Wen Ning doesn't want to humiliate himself, he can only outsmart

Wen Ning showed a sly smile: "Hey, Prince, you have to be careful next time."

After saying that, Wen Ning rushed out like an arrow from Li Xuan. The speed was so fast that even Chen Yuan was secretly shocked.

Wen Ning's sometimes tough and sometimes soft style of play made Mo Chenyuan a little confused. The two of them went back and forth, fighting fiercely.

The cheers from the soldiers behind him distracted Mo Chenyuan.

Wen Ning saw the right moment and used all his strength to kick Mo Chenyuan in the chest. Mo Chenyuan could not avoid it.

The body flew upside down like a kite with its string broken, and just when it was about to land,

Wen Ning dodged and grabbed Mo Chenyuan's hand, and Mo Chenyuan didn't fall to the ground.

When Mo Chenyuan stood firm, Wen Ning grinned.

"Hey, my lord, let me give you permission."

Mo Chenyuan smiled back, there was no displeasure on his face, he seemed a little happy, he lowered his voice and said

"My beloved concubine is indeed very skilled."

The two walked up to the soldiers. Wen Ning put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly:

"But who else is dissatisfied?"

Everyone was silent. They were not ordinary people who didn't understand martial arts. They could see that the prince had not let go. At this time, an incompatible voice shouted.

"My subordinates are dissatisfied, so I ask the young master for advice."

After saying that, he flew out of the team.

Wen Ning saw the person coming clearly. He was a burly man with a height of 1.8 meters and a height of 27. He had a look of disapproval on his face.

The corner of Wen Ning's mouth curled up, it's that thorn again, yes, today I will rub your luck.

Wen Ning rubbed his hands

"If you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you do."

As he spoke, he didn't give the visitor a chance to react, and rushed out. When he was about to put it on the man's chest, he held back his hand to prevent him from losing.

Can't convince the public either