"Mr. Chen, wait!"

Huang Lie's confidant galloped and shouted Chen Tang.

Chen Tang raised his hand to signal the soldiers to release him, pretending to be puzzled: "Are you sent by Alliance Leader Huang? What are the important instructions?"

The person who came off the horse and bowed respectfully.

"The leader of the alliance asked the governor of County Governor Chen to go back and discuss the dragon slaying together."

Chen Tang sat high on the back of the motorcycle, holding the rolled whip, and smiled with a sarcastic look: "Has the leader of Alliance Huang forgotten that I said I would withdraw from the Dragon Slaying Bureau and lead troops back to the territory. Even if I had to discuss the war, I should not look for me. I should find those people watching the fire from the other side of the river. Chen's property of three melons and two dates can still hear a sound when he smashed into the water. If he was stabbed by his allies, it would cause losses to the soldiers... Haha, a small family cannot withstand the tossing."

My confidant complained secretly.

He knew that Chen Tang was straightforward, but he didn't expect that the other party would mock him at all and would not give him any face. However, Huang Lie gave a death order to invite Chen Tang back, so he had to bite the bullet and say good things. Chen Tang listened throughout the whole process and never responded.

My confidant said that his mouth was dry and his throat was burning.

Chen Tang asked: "My brother Wu is back?"

Seeing that Chen Tang didn't ask anyone, he asked Wu Xian's whereabouts. His confidant secretly recorded the details and went back to tell his lord Huang Lie: "The leader has sent someone to invite Duke Zhaode."

Chen Tang said: "That's it that it hasn't been done yet?"

The trusted person was in trouble and wanted to lie and deceive Chen Tang back, but reason stopped him: "There is no news yet, but the leader of the alliance has a good relationship with Zhaode, so he will be able to persuade him to change his mind."

Chen Tang snorted: "Then I'll wait for news."

He looked like he wanted to advance and retreat with Tianhai Wu Xian.

My confidant felt that his head was bigger.

Fortunately, Wu Xian is easier to persuade than Chen Tang.

This was originally just a show for outsiders. After the leader of Huang Lie sincerely asked three or four, Wu Xian was finally moved by his sincerity and was willing to go back. Gu Ren came to support him and brought his troops back for his sake. Finally, it was Chen Tang.

Huang Lie's confidant was about to make things difficult for her to cry.

The effect of this farce is very significant.

Chen Tang obviously felt that the atmosphere had changed.

If the previous coalition was "a few practical factions and their burden", then the current coalition of the Dragon Slaying Bureau is "a few practical factions and more than twenty monkeys forced to be serious".

Gu Chi held it in for a long time: "Why is it a monkey?"

Chen Tang said: "Because you kill the chicken to warn the monkey."

Gu Chi: "..."

The lord became cruel and even scolded herself.

Chen Tang was in a good mood. When he returned, he greeted the soldiers who had re-established camps. He just passed by the temporary martial arts venue halfway through, and saw people gathering in the open space. With his good ears, he vaguely heard some military sticks pleading for mercy.

She pointed and asked, "What happened there?"

Before anyone could answer, she changed her way.

"Forget it, I'll go over and take a look."

When I looked over, I saw Yang Ying kneeling on the ground, with her hands hanging down to her side and clenching her fists. She was wearing only a rough cloth shirt. The dark red blood oozed out from under the cloth shirt. Perhaps it was too painful, or it was bleeding too much, and there was no trace of blood on her face.

Yang Ying turned her head and asked, "Why did you stop?"

The warrior standing on one side held a long black paint whip, which hung on the ground. The mottled blood marks on Yang Ying's back were the ones that fell from the whip. The warrior looked at him in his thirties and forties, with a dense beard, but his face was not fierce, but he was a little kind. His hand holding the whip was trembling, and his voice was also trembling: "Girl, why are you trying to force me?"

Yang Ying was angry instead.

"If you want to fight, I'm asking myself!"

The whip warrior persuaded him with great sincerity: "Then wait until the female injury heals... This injury is even worse. If you accidentally damage the foundation, it will be a lifelong thing." In addition to him, several others were also persuading Yang Ying to get up, but Yang Ying was reluctant.

Yang Ying's attitude was so angry that they wiped their tears.

Some people even stomped their feet and said bluntly that Yang Ying was going to force him to death.

Chen Tang’s question marks all over the head.

He asked, "Which is this going to be a mess?"

Why did Yang Ying kneel here and be whipped by military law?

Did she make any big mistakes?

The whip-holding warrior saw Chen Tang with sharp eyes and rushed forward in two steps. The burly body like a hill was half-kneeling for Chen Tang. She was so shocked that her chin was tilted back and said hurriedly: "What are you doing? If you have any words to say..."

Others also came to talk about love.

Chen Tang recognized that these pictures were all familiar faces.

I have been following Chen Tang since Xiaocheng.

To be precise, because she rescued Yang Gong, her private subordinates followed her. Although there were not many people, she had a lot of experience and rich experience. She got up early to help Chen Tang train troops and rectify and recruit bandits. Since then, she has lived to this day, and most of them are the middle-level members of the army.

Under their slightest words, Chen Tang barely gathered the storyline. Simply put, on the night of the night attack, Yang Ying led a team to patrol the night. As a result, because of her arrogance and recklessness, she misjudged the enemy's strength and then made wrong actions, causing the eleven nineteen people to die in the team she led. As the team leader, Yang Ying had an unshirkable major responsibility and asked for military law. Chu Yao agreed to her to take fifty whips. When Yang Gong's old subordinate rushed over after hearing the news, he was so angry that he persuaded Yang Ying to make his mouth bubble.

In the end, they had to take a step back and they would execute the execution!

Four or five whips can't be beaten.

Yang Ying forced them to take action, and they felt distressed.

Xiaocheng was in trouble back then, and they didn't know whether their biological son was slaughtered or escaped. No matter which one, the chance of surviving in this world was too small. Even their head, Mr. Yang, was left. Unexpectedly, Yang Ying was still alive, and they all saw Yang Ying grow up and felt somewhat empathetic. Beating this treasure was as uncomfortable as sucking his own flesh. Several people were scrambling to be whipped for Yang Ying. Yang Ying's father, Mr. Yang, was not here, they had to protect him.

However, Yang Ying has a stubborn temper and is reluctant to miss a single whip.

It forced a few uncles to kneel down for her.

Chen Tang figured out the whole story, his eyes changed slightly, but he admired Yang Ying even more, and said, "What do you ask for? Think she is a child who is ignorant of the world? Since it was her mistake, she should bear it! A dignified martial artist and a tiger girl from a general who inherited her father's ambition. How can these dozens of whips be unable to bear? A single whip cannot be missed!"

Yang Ying said gratefully: "Thank you lord."

Chen Tang said sternly: "This time, remember the lesson. This time there are only 19 people, but if you are the centurion in the army, leading a hundred people, or even promoted to the commander of the commander, commanding thousands of people in the battalion... that would not be apologized by just fifty whips!"

Yang Ying lowered her head and said, "Remember it in mind."

Several old Yang Gong’s subordinates were bitter.

But I felt a little relieved.

Finally, I endured my heartache and slapped the remaining forty-five whips.

After the last whip, Yang Ying's back was bleeding and she shaking forward. Chen Tang reached out to wrap his shoulders and picked up the person with a little force: "Call for military doctor!"

When executing military law, the person who was punished was not allowed to use martial arts to resist. Chen Tang asked Yang Ying to lie on the bed, take off her coarse cloth shirt, revealing her skin-blown back. Taking into account the needs of the female camp, Dr. Dong specially selected several qualified female soldiers from the female camp to cultivate their medical skills. When the military doctor came over, he secretly took a breath of air conditioning when he saw the wound.

In addition to whip on his back, Yang Ying also had other injuries.

The whip is bleeding, and other wounds are also shattered.

"Is this a life-threatening thing?"

Yang Ying lay on the couch and said, "My life is still there."

But those nineteen people were dead without complete corpses.

The corpse was picked up and stitched up barely.

When she thought of the nineteen corpses that lined up side by side, she hated herself at that time and could save her life. What can I complain about? The military doctor was so angry that he rolled his eyes. No matter what era he was, he hated the uncooperative patients the most.

Fortunately, Yang Ying is a brave warrior.

Strong body and abundant martial arts.

As long as you don’t die at this moment, you can completely heal in ten days and half a month. If it weren’t for the scar hyperplasia, you wouldn’t even have a scar. If you were an ordinary person, even if you had such a serious injury, even if the wound was not infected with any filth, there was a certain probability that you would not be able to survive. The military doctor was skilled in helping Yang Ying treat the wound, bandaged it again, and ordered Yang Gong’s old subordinates to get medicine and boil it.

It was confirmed that Yang Yingren was not dead, but Chen Tang left.

A few uncles came to the account to see her.

My eyes were red, and I obviously had a little cry.

One of them felt both distressed and relieved, and whispered to Yang Ying: "The female master is better than the head of the family than the head of the family. If the head of the family knows, he will be very proud."

Yang Ying couldn't get up now, so she could only lie down and watch people.

He said in surprise: "Do you know?"

"I know, the woman will not lose her reputation as a leader!"

"It's much better than the bad temper of the head of the family!"

Everyone agreed with this sentence.

Although Mr. Yang has a good temper now, he was not like this before. Before the accident in Xiaocheng, Mr. Yang's army was so strict that he was inhumane. He was arrogant and stubborn, and occasionally even a little conceited! He acted fiercely, and even the old man who followed him had made mistakes would be taught a lesson.

The people below complained about this, but they dared not speak out.

But as the daughter of Yang Gong, Yang Ying inherited his essence and abandoned his dross, which made them very comforted.

"Oh, what a pity..."

"If everyone is still there..."

"We old bones will definitely be able to follow the female king to break out of the Yang family's reputation. Now, I feel wronged."
To be continued...