Chapter 80 Wang Feisheng

"Bumbang..."

The sound of the collision between the military stick and the body is endless, and the wailing of Mr. Qian is also endless.

Under Yang Heng's cold eyes, the three people holding military sticks did not dare to make any small movements, and each stick hit the most real place. In particular, the general has the highest cultivation and the strongest strength on his body. After beating dozens of military sticks vigorously, the buttocks of Mr. Qian have been skinned.

Beating military sticks is the most common punishment in the barracks. Ordinary soldiers violate military discipline. After 20 military sticks pass, they will generally be beaten unconscious. At this time, this unlucky general has been hit by hundreds of sticks.

When the people of the quartering battalion looked at this scene, they dared to be angry and dared not say anything. Their immediate superiors were beaten with military sticks in public, which made these people feel very ashamed and even angry.

Several people in the crowd opened their mouths and finally closed their mouths. The strength of the other party is too strong. They had just seen Yang Heng's strength and knew that it was just humiliating to rush up now. They thought that they were afraid that only Wang Feisheng, the head of the battalion, would be Yang Heng's opponent.

According to the rules of the Izumo Imperial Dynasty, the general of Yingqian must be at least the cultivation of the realm of strength. Wang Feisheng, the president of Qian of their camp, is the son of Wang Li, the governor of Yunzhou. He has an excellent relationship with the prince of the current dynasty, and his cultivation is even more unfathomable. They thought that even if Yang Heng was the president of the scribe camp, he would not dare to offend the big red man in front of the prince and the marquis of the country.

"Hear with it first and wait for Mr. Qian to come back later. It's not too late to settle accounts after autumn.

Several people who were knocked down by Yang Heng secretly exchanged eyes and immediately reached a tacit understanding. A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses and endures it for the time being.

In the whole quartermaster camp, there is a battalion commander, a battalion commander, and a hundred generals. These people hold the quartermasters of the whole navy in their hands. They are usually used to the prestige. In the name of the prince, they can straighten their waist even when they go to Kang Feifan, but they have never encountered such a situation today.

While ordering the three people to continue to hit the military stick of Mr. Qian, Yang Heng also secretly took these people's demeanor in his eyes, sneered in his heart, and secretly said that he had a good calculation. It's a pity that I met myself.

Yang Heng understood in his heart that Kang Feifan deliberately neglected him this time must have been to let him deal with the commander of this military battalion. Kang Feifan wanted to take this opportunity to pull him over to his side.

"Listen to their whisper just now, this Wang Feisheng seems to have a lot of time. The son of the governor of Dahuayunzhou and the accomer of Kang's anti-old thief, well, these are not important. As a governor, I can still not pay attention to it. The key is that he is the direct line of the prince. Humph, the son of the dog emperor, is not a good role. Even if I offend him, I'm not afraid!" Yang Heng silently weighed in his heart that he had just done hard on the whole quartermaster camp. Although it was in line with military regulations and military law, he undoubtedly offended the governor and prince of Dahua Yunzhou.

Yang Heng has also heard of the name of this prince before, and the government and the opposition are not bad about this person, but when Yang Heng thinks that this person is the son of the Yunhuang, Yang Heng has great hatred in his heart. He is not afraid of offending this person because of this incident.

"Izumo Dynasty, after all, the dog emperor has the final say. Even if the prince is the crown prince of the country, he has to listen to the dog emperor. As long as he can be trusted by the dog emperor, everything else is not a problem! Prince, once you violate Tianwei, Huangwei will also end up being abolished immediately! Five years ago, the dog emperor pardoned the world, and the prince was canonized at that time. This prince has just been registered for five years, but he has also learned to form a party and blatantly cultivate his power. If he can't wait like this, I'm afraid the dog emperor will be very unhappy! Now, it is imperative to get Kang Feifan's support as soon as possible and complete the task of Moli Island to protect the scribe camp. I can't control so much else.

After one thought, Yang Heng has figured out many joints. Yang Heng is familiar with reading the history of scriptures. His father Yang Xuan stayed in the power center of the Izumo Imperial Dynasty for decades. Yang Heng naturally understood that in the Izumo Imperial Dynasty, the prince, the prince, the prime minister and the imperial master can be offended. As long as he can hold a Yunhuang, no one in the whole dynasty dares to touch you!

Yang Heng is clear that after Wang Shiqi's recommendation and his suggestion of establishing a scribe camp, he should have left a deep impression on Yunhuang's mind. The most important thing for him now is to have the foundation of the scribe camp.

Complete the task ordered by the Yunhuang, keep the foundation of the scribe camp, and then strengthen yourself step by step. At that time, it is not impossible to kill the Yunhuang and establish a new king.

As for the prince, Yang Heng can completely ignore it!

At this moment, whoever wants to set obstacles for him to complete the task will fight with that person!

"Fight, fight fiercely, until your Mr. Qian comes back and arranges the camp and quartermasters for my brothers in the scribes camp!"

Yang Heng's eyes swept around coldly, and finally fixed on the boss Qian's body and shouted coldly.

"Who is so bold that he dares to be wild in our quartermaster camp?" At this moment, far away from the quartering battalion, a powerful and long voice came in.

As soon as they heard this sound, the quartermaster battalion soldiers lying on the ground immediately looked happy and overjoyed.

"It's Mr. Wang Qian, Mr. Wang Qian is back, and we are saved."

These people are overjoyed and looking forward to it. They have been looking forward to the appearance of this person as soon as possible, and at this moment, this person finally lives up to expectations.

"What a long breath, is it that he is also in a state of courage?" Hearing this sound, Yang Heng's face also changed slightly. I haven't seen this Wang Feisheng, but I just heard the sound. Yang Heng has realized the extraordinaryness of this person.

Although it was just a short sentence, it was enough to make Yang Heng find the popularity. Wang Feisheng's shout just now was the same as Yang Heng's previous means to defeat the whole quartermaster camp with sound waves. Yang Heng suddenly felt that Wang Feisheng's strength would never be lower than the level of courage!

"Is it a state of courage? That's not afraid. This time I occupied a rational word. He wants to touch me, but he also has to weigh his own weight. Yang Heng's face was comfortable and his eyes flashed. Suddenly, he told the nine people around him, "Zipeng, this man's strength is not weak. You have to act when you see the opportunity."

Mu Zipeng and others naturally knew it was powerful and nodded solemnly.

At this time, Wang Feisheng had flown into the square of the quartering camp. He looked at the soldiers of the whole battalion spitting blood, and then at the dying boss Qian, whose face suddenly looked very wonderful.

Resentment, resentment, two eyes are blood red, and the clothes all over the body are blowing without wind. Obviously, they hate to the extreme.

However, he was also very human. When he saw Yang Heng, the resentful appearance just now disappeared a lot in an instant. At such a moment, he even arched his hand to Yang Heng: "Is the brother in my camp injured by you? There must be a good reason for your Excellency to act like this, right?

He sounded strangely and stared straight at Yang Heng and asked. As soon as he said it, it seemed that a cold wind was blowing.

Yang Heng looked at a glance and saw that in front of the many soldiers in the quartering battalion, a young man in a yellow robe and a white face appeared. This man stood there casually, giving Yang Heng the feeling that his momentum was stronger than the 10,000 troops behind him.

"Master, really a master! Kang Kang's companion pulled by the old thief is not bad!" Yang Heng's heart moved and replied with a clear expression, "The people in the quartering camp just took action against Mr. Ben Qian and have violated the following military rules. I don't know if this is a reasonable reason."

Wang Feisheng suppressed the anger in his heart and looked very calm, but Yang Heng was more calm than him. Yang Heng's cold words forced him to pass, and Wang Feisheng's expression immediately condensed.

"The following crimes? Even if you commit the following crimes, there is always a reason. Who are you and why did you come to our quartering camp?

"I am the newly established chief of the scribe's battalion in the army. I came to the quartermaster's camp to receive armaments by the general's general. Your general Qian actually asked for bribes and encouraged these soldiers to kill me. I don't know if this is the reason?"

In the face of this person's cold voice, Yang Heng's face was motionless, standing still like a mountain, not moving.

At this moment, Wang Feisheng can bear not to do it, and Yang Heng naturally has no reason to do it. However, vaguely, Yang Heng has felt the power of Wang Feisheng. The soldiers of the whole camp were defeated by him, and his powerful subordinates were beaten in public. Such a great shame, how could this Wang Feisheng endure it?

Among other things, this patience alone is enough to exceed many ordinary mysterious people and generals.

You should know that the cultivation of Xuanzhe pays attention to pleasure and dripping. Just like Yang Heng was in Cuiyuxuan, too much patience will only be connected to the chest and harmful to cultivation. Moreover, people in the army pay attention to a face. If Yang Heng had changed any of the other battalions in the navy, I'm afraid he would have rushed to find Yang Heng desperately.

Wang Feisheng's attitude towards Yang Heng at this time was really beyond Yang Heng's expectation.

"The general manager of the scribe's camp? Mu Yi, are you the Mu Yi? When Wang Feisheng heard Yang Heng's words, his eyebrows suddenly jumped, and the murderousness on his body suddenly rose, and suddenly asked coldly.

The change in his look was clearly seen by Yang Heng. At the first time, Yang Heng felt the misty between Wang Feisheng's words. This kind of miskindness is completely different from the resentment just now.

"This person has indeed heard my name, and most of the news from Kang Kang sent him. Just now, he saw me insulting the whole quartermaster camp so much, and there was no such murder on his body. As soon as he heard that I was Muyi, he changed his appearance. This person must want to secretly be against me!" Seeing the abnormality on Wang Feisheng's face, Yang Heng couldn't help sneering in his heart.

"Yes, I am Muyi, the president of the scribe camp. Today, I came to collect the military supplies and camp. These people under you have just violated this officer, and I have taught them a lesson. I did not twist them to the military barracks. It is completely for your sake of Mr. Wang Qian."

Facing the oppression of such a powerful power of Wang Feisheng, Yang Heng seemed to be fearless and calm as usual. He did not blink his eyes and couldn't take his eyes off Wang Feisheng's reaction. Unexpectedly, Wang Feisheng's next move was a little unexpected.

"Tan Yan, is that so?" Hearing Yang Heng's words, Wang Feisheng actually asked the informer with a serious face.

"This, Mr. Qian, that's it!" However, Tan Yan hesitated, and then lowered his head and replied in a low voice.

"Oh, that's what's wrong with our quartermaster camp. Tan Yan, you quickly take Mr. Mu Yiqian to the camp that I had previously placed for them. In addition, armor, weapons, and the military supplies will be sent to the scribes camp immediately."

"Ah?" When Wang Feisheng said this, thousands of people in the entire munitions camp were immediately surprised. But they never thought that Wang Feisheng would issue such an order!

Take the initiative to admit your mistake and calm things off?

"What's wrong with our Mr. Qian? Has this tone been swallowed like this?" The munitions camp was in an uproar.

"What are you still doing? Why don't you take Mr. Mu Yiqian to the camp of Wenshi Camp?" Wang Feisheng shouted coldly and immediately drank Tan Yan out of shock.

Tan Yan came to his senses, looked at Wang Feisheng incredibly, and then looked at Yang Heng incredibly. He had to lead the way and lead Yang Heng and others out.