Chapter Ninety-Three: I'll Be Angry for You!
"Do you accompany you to the end?" hahahaha, Fang Shaoyun, you shrunken turtle, even if you borrow a hundred guts, do you dare to compete with Lao Tzu?" The Long Zhanjun glanced at Fang Shaoyun provocatively, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, and the soldiers of the Long Xiang Battalion who followed behind Long Zhanjun laughed even more unscrupulously.
Fang Shaoyun clenched his fists tightly, he really wanted to rush up and slam him on that presumptuous and arrogant face. But he couldn't, and his father's words rang in his ears again.
"The Long family has an immortal master, we can't afford to offend. Whether it's for yourself or for the benefit of the whole family, you can only endure it. ”
"If you can't bear it, you have to endure it!" When he said this, the general of the Great Luo Kingdom, his face was pale, and his whole body was trembling. Thinking of his father's solemn appearance when he spoke, Fang Shaoyun's teeth clenched, and a thick salty smell flowed into his mouth.
"Major General, we can't bear it any longer! ”
"Kill these arrogant guys, we can't let these grandsons ride on our heads anymore!" The angry voice, wave after wave, continued to sound from the group of soldiers.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, the general of the expedition to the north has arrived. A breathless voice came from afar. With this voice, a group of soldiers rushed in quickly, and they quickly formed a human wall, separating the soldiers of the Longxiang Battalion and the Young Tiger Battalion from the middle.
The noisy sound calmed down instantly. All the soldiers' eyes looked at the comer. It was Long Zhanjun, who also restrained his previous high-flying and domineering appearance, and looked towards the comer.
And just when these three big men came, Yi Chu slowly walked to Fang Shaoyun's side and whispered in a low voice: "I'll give the young general anger later!"
"Meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness the Third Prince, and meet the general. Fang Shaoyun didn't hear what Yi Chu said at all, so he bowed down with Long Zhanjun and saluted the three of them.
The crown prince walking in front is a middle-aged man in his thirties. The clothes are bright, and the pampered appearance is set off by the robes embroidered with a few rolling dragons, and it really has a bit of a kingly spirit. Behind him, the eyebrows of the third prince were somewhat similar to him, only a little more gloomy.
"Zhanjun, how many times have I said it, in front of me, there is no need to be polite. You just can't remember. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince didn't pay attention to Fang Shaoyun at all, but said to Long Zhanjun with a smile on his face.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is right, Zhanjun, you don't have to be so polite in the future, anyway, we are almost a family, you are so polite, it seems a little raw!" The three princes also looked at Long Zhanjun with a smile on their faces, and in that way, Long Zhanjun was like a rare treasure in his eyes.
"The love of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness the Third Prince, Zhanjun remembers it in his heart, but the courtesy of the monarch and the ministers, the Zhanjun army does not dare to make the slightest mistake!" Long Zhanjun smiled at Fang Shaoyun very proudly, and then said gracefully.
Fang Shaoyun's face was ugly, this prince and the third prince were obviously biased. But at this time, the prince didn't say that he was flat, he was flat, and he didn't dare to do it. And his father, who was standing behind the crown prince and the third prince, had a little gray hair, but Fang Nantian, the general of the expedition to the north who still had an iron and blood aura on his body, glared at him fiercely.
"Zhan Jun, what's the matter, just tell me, you should be in charge of you, this prince will definitely call the shots for you, tell me, what's going on?" the prince said very affectionately.
This prince had already made up his mind when he came, no matter what the problem was, he had to help Long Zhanjun speak, even if he couldn't put Fang Shaoyun to death, at least he had to give him some color! Who let Long Zhanjun have an immortal master standing behind him, an immortal master who can almost decide whether he can ascend to the throne or not.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, some time ago, there was some friction between the minister's subordinates and General Fang's subordinates. In order to solve these frictions, his subordinates specially came to this young tiger camp to tell Major General Fang that they would compete in the ring, and the big things would be turned into small things, and the small things would be turned into small things. However, the minister waited for the young general Fang for a long time, but he did not come, but behind his back he sent people to run to the minister's station, and wounded all the soldiers left behind by the minister!
I was trying to curry favor with the Long family, but I didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon! His Royal Highness the Prince, who was overjoyed in his heart, raised the corners of his mouth and asked carefully: "Long Aiqing, you said that Fang Shaoyun sent someone to beat your subordinates, but is there any evidence?"
"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, please see, these injured people are the evidence. As Long Zhanjun spoke, he pointed to a group of soldiers who were kneeling on the ground. There were hundreds of soldiers in this group, all with blue noses and swollen faces, and their appearance was very funny.
"Fang Shaoyun, the evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince snorted coldly at Fang Shaoyun, who was bowing, and turned his head to Fang Nantian and said, "General, I hope you can deal with this matter impartially and impartially." ”
said impartially, but the blame in the prince's eyes could be heard by anyone.
That Fang Shaoyun raised his head suddenly, and said in a deep voice: "His Royal Highness the Prince, you can't just listen to Long Zhanjun's words in this matter, my people from the Young Tiger Battalion, since yesterday, no one has left the camp, how can they beat his Long Zhanjun's people?"
"Fang Shaoyun, do you have any evidence?" General Zhengbei glanced at his son with relief and said lightly.
"Your subordinates have evidence, General, you sent General Zhao of the Weisheng Battalion yesterday to take care of the defense around the Tiger Battalion, you can ask General Zhao, your subordinates can go out here. As Fang Shaoyun spoke, he looked towards a big man in black armor.
The faces of the crown prince and the third prince have changed, especially the prince, who is even more depressed, the original ironclad reason, if it is not useful, then it will not be able to tie the Long family, and it will offend the Long Zhanjun!
Between the turns of his mind, the prince suddenly had an opinion.
"Don't say it again! Fang Shaoyun, the lonely family believes in their own eyes, those soldiers who were beaten, could it be that they themselves slapped their faces? What a joke! Even if you Fang Shaoyun don't know, it was also done by the people of your Young Tiger Battalion, as the general of the Young Tiger Battalion, you Fang Shaoyun have an unshirkable responsibility, come on, pass on my order......" The prince who wanted to cut the mess quickly, sighed, and wanted to give Fang Shaoyun a punishment.
"I'm the one who fought the Longxiang battalion! It has nothing to do with Major General Fang. In the midst of the cold words, Yi Chu, who was dressed in green clothes, walked out with a calm expression. Leng Sensen's gaze did not shy away from looking at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
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