Dressed as the master of a sickly tyrant

Due to the battle to be fought the next day, Nan Cangming forbade the soldiers to drink alcohol.

So we all had a light meal together and went back to rest.

In the early morning, the soldiers in the barracks were practicing, when suddenly there was a rush and chaotic sound of horseshoes outside the barracks.

"There is important information to pass, there is important information!" The scout in front got off his horse and knelt on the ground.

"General, I saw a small Nanban army hundreds of miles ahead."

The scouts didn't know who was sitting on the main seat in the tent, so they had to report to Xie Anzhi.

After hearing this, Xie Anzhi cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, what do you think we should do?"

Nan Cangming pondered for a moment, then went to the sand table to deduce the battle situation.

Xie Anzhi followed closely behind: "The southern barbarians are brave and aggressive, full of brute force.

Moreover, there are many jungles on the southwestern border, and the southern barbarians hid in the jungle or waded back if they couldn't beat them.

The soldiers of our army suffered a lot from fighting against it.

Another young general, Xiao Yan, said: "At this time, it is the rainy season in the southwest, our Central Plains army is exposed to the rain for a while, and the sun is exposed for a while, and the disease is frequent.

The southern barbarians are cunning and always organize small troops to fight and destroy our logistics, so we are defeated one after another. "

Nan Cangming recalled that when his master taught him how to deploy troops, he said that in war, one must learn to adapt to local conditions and take advantage of favorable conditions in order to find a way to restrain the opponent.

At the beginning, Master talked about the main points of combat in different places, including jungle, desert, water warfare, snow, grassland, and ocean warfare elements.

At that time, I wondered how Master, a young master of the Hou family, knew so much.

Now it seems that Master is not only a prophet, but also has many mysteries about him.

After a little thought, Nan Cangming came up with a strategy against the enemy. He picked up a pen and drew a long pole-like weapon on the paper, with iron hooks and rings on it.

After the painting was finished, he showed it to Xiao Yan and said, "Use white wood for the pole, and the iron hook and iron ring must be made according to the drawing. It will take three days to speed up the production. Let's make a thousand pieces first."

Several generals looked at the picture and looked at each other. Nan Cangming said: "This weapon can be hooked or chopped. When encountering a cliff, dozens of spears can be used as a sharp weapon for climbing and wading."

Xie Anzhi and other generals clapped their hands and applauded when they heard this, it's really wonderful!In this way, you will not be afraid of climbing mountains and wading in battle.

Xiao Yan clasped his fists and promised: "This subordinate will go right away!"

Just as Xiao Yan ran out here, a small soldier came to report in a panic: "Your Highness, General, it's not good, the third prince of the Nanman came to call for battle."

Nan Cangming turned around and was about to stand up to meet the enemy, Xie Anzhi said worriedly when he saw this, "His Royal Highness, you still have a noble status and sit in the army.

The subordinates go to fight, and they must make the Nanmanzi look good. "

"I said yesterday that I will advance and retreat with you.

How can there be any reason why I am sitting high in the camp, but I want you to charge forward? "After Nan Cangming finished speaking, he ordered his troops to lead the horses.

Since ancient times, the envoys sent by the emperor have always been arrogant, let alone go to the battlefield to charge.

Even if they went to boost morale before the battle, they had to arrange a large number of people to protect them. It was rare for His Highness the Ninth Prince to go on the field in person.

For a while, the generals looked at Nancangming with admiration again.

I thought that the prince raised in the deep palace was just doing superficial work yesterday, but I didn't expect that he actually practiced it. With such a coach, why not succeed?

Nan Cangming rode on the steed, his silver armor shining brightly under the sunlight.

That coquettish face was partially covered by the silver helmet, making it even more indistinguishable.

Under the sun, Nancangming's peach blossom eyes are shining brightly, looking from a distance, it looks like it is still holding a pipa and half covering its face, which arouses people's daydream.

But all the generals in the army saw Nan Cangming's thunderbolt method last night, and no one dared to take a second look.

"drive!"

Nan Cangming swung his whip and drove the horse under his crotch to gallop away. Xie Anzhi and all the soldiers followed one after another, galloping their horses to the front of the formation.

The third prince of Nanman was also handsome and handsome, standing in front of the battle with a sword in his hand.

He also wore a set of silver armor, looking imposing, mighty and majestic.

The third prince of the Nanban, who had been waiting for a long time, saw an extraordinary handsome young man coming from the crowd, his eyes lit up, and his anger disappeared a lot in an instant.

He blurted out: "Is there no one in you Nanchen who can fight? How can you send such a handsome beauty to fight?"

"A beauty like this should be brought back alive to sleep with the prince, and let the prince see how the beauty looks on the bed. Is she as beautiful as a human?" After finishing speaking, she looked at Nancangming.

The generals around the Nanman Third Prince booed and laughed uncontrollably: "Wouldn't it be more interesting to catch him and let us play together?"

As soon as Xiao Yan heard that the third Nanman prince spoke so vulgarly and vulgarly, he immediately fought back: "It is said that the Nanman people don't know etiquette, they are full of vulgarity in their bones, and they can't be scalded with boiling water. It's true when I saw it today!"

The third prince of Nanman was not angry either: "This little general is fair and delicate, and he can be regarded as attractive.

I wonder if you are interested in serving the prince with your highness?This prince really wants the blessing of this Qi people. "

Xiao Yan was so angry that he couldn't care about his tutor anymore, and scolded back: "The more people I meet, the more I like dogs."

Nan Cangming reined in the steed and stopped, looked at the third prince in front of him, and said neither happy nor angry: "The third prince really wants to see my highness's kung fu in bed?"

The third Nanman prince didn't know why, so he said: "If you are willing to condescend to honor and serve this prince, I will immediately withdraw my troops and never violate the Nanchen border again.

And this prince promises to treat you preferentially and give you the most honorable title. "

"Okay!" Nan Cangming was still calm as usual, showing no sign of anger, "As long as you can capture me alive, I will let you pick me and I will never resist."

Upon hearing this, the third prince of the Nanman saw that such a beautiful woman was within easy reach, so he immediately rode up to fight. Several subordinates said: "Your Highness, be careful of fraud."

Nan Cangming seemed to see his doubts: "The army behind us each retreated fifty miles, and you and I will fight alone.

If you win, I will let you choose; if you lose, you will let me deal with it.

dare? "

Xie Anzhi knew very well that the third prince of the Nanman was highly skilled in martial arts. Although he had seen Nan Cangming's superb martial arts, he was still young and lacked experience in fighting the enemy, so he hesitated to step forward to stop him.

As if Nan Cangming had expected it long ago, his cold eyes swept over him, scaring Xie Anzhi into a cold sweat during the day, and he immediately obeyed the order and waved his troops back.

Nanman has won several victories in succession recently. The generals and the army have become more and more arrogant and domineering. No one takes Nancangming seriously.

The third prince of Nanman didn't regard Nan Cangming, a handsome and indistinguishable boy, as an opponent, but just a wild kitten.

He was used to the weak and weak Meiji, but a wild kitten suddenly appeared, which would only arouse his desire to conquer even more.

So he waved his hands proudly to make the army behind him retreat, drew out his sword, and rode forward to face the battle, ready to show off his might.

Nan Cangming also drew out the soft sword pinned to his waist, and stood up to meet the enemy.

This soft sword was given by the master at his coming-of-age ceremony, and he has not drank blood yet.

Taking the blood of the third Nanman prince as a sacrifice today, presumably it is not degrading the famous sword given by the master.