"Master, it seems that the commoners don't have much confidence in you!”
Inside the carriage, Yan Lingji was covering her mouth with her hand as she joked with Ying Hong.
"Isn't that very confident? That's because you don't have any confidence, alright?"
Ying Hong shook his head helplessly and glared at Yan Lingji.
Martial arts masters in the grandmaster realm and great grandmaster realm were already very sensitive to their surroundings.
Therefore, although the discussions of the people on both sides were very quiet, how could the two people in the carriage not hear them?
However, Ying Hong didn't take it to heart.
The commoners did not think highly of him, and they expected that the rebels would only look down on him even more than the commoners.
But was this important?
He would prove it in the near future!
"Master is not angry?"
Yan Lingji was speechless.
"I'm not angry! Would the strong care about the opinions of the weak?”
Ying Hong smiled and asked Yan Lingji.
"No! Yan Lingji understands!"
Yan Lingji was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
When she looked at Ying Hong again, there was something strange in her tender eyes.
"Bi Xing spent most of his time on the road. Coincidentally, Zhang Han was kept by my father's side, so he couldn't accompany me to practice the sword anymore.
Although you are not a sword cultivator, your realm is still there.
In the future, you will accompany me in my sword practice!”
Yan Lingji was still thinking about what Ying Hong had just said, but Ying Hong was already thinking about his future martial arts cultivation.
The system had said before that if he wanted to continue absorbing the energy from the famous sword to increase his realm, he had to constantly fight with experts of a higher realm.
He did not emphasize that this expert had to be a Swordsman.
Therefore, Ying Hong felt that he should give it a try first.
If he could, then he wouldn't have to spend so much effort to find someone by his side.
"No problem, but Yan Lingji won't be like the old man in front of her, deliberately holding back.
Master wants Yan Lingji to practice with you, so you must be prepared to get injured.”
Yan Lingji came back to her senses and winked at Ying Hong, giving people a strange feeling.
"That's good!"
......
"This unfilial son has finally left. If he doesn't leave, I'll be annoyed to death by him.”
On the city wall of Xianyang City, Ying Zheng, Zhao Gao, and Zhang Han were watching the huge troop slowly leaving the city gate, and started to joke for the first time.
Beside Ying Zheng, Zhang Han and Zhao Gao also nodded their heads in agreement.
However, whether they agreed with Ying Zheng's words or agreed that Ying Hong had finally left the palace, no one knew.
"Survivors of the Six Nations…The Hundred Schools of Thought…He wondered if Hong 'er would be able to return from this trip.”
Ying Zheng's tone was relaxed a moment ago, but in the next moment, his expression changed.
Whoosh ~
Upon hearing this, Zhao Gao and Zhang Han raised their heads in horror and cast a glance at Ying Zheng, then hurriedly lowered their heads.
At this moment, Ying Zheng was looking at the distant horizon. His entire being was like an abyss, and no one dared to look at him directly.
Didn't His Majesty already love Gongzi Hong to the point of being extremely affectionate?
Then what did he mean by saying that?
The same doubts and bewilderment appeared in Zhao Gao and Zhang Han's hearts.
"I ascended the throne at the age of thirteen and only took over the government when I was twenty-two.
Where's Hong 'er? He was not even seventeen years old this year!”
Ying Zheng let out a long sigh, showing his might without being angry!
"If anything happens to Hong 'er on this trip, then I'll make hundreds of thousands of people in the world die with him!”
Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze from Ying Hong's team, turned around, and left the city wall.
As he left, a sentence without any warmth drifted along with the breeze on the city wall.
......
Night fell!
Ying Hong and the others, who had already joined up with the twenty thousand Golden Fire Cavalrymen, began to set up camp.
According to Meng Tian's original plan, Ying Hong could have brought some guards to the nearest city to rest.
He, on the other hand, was stationed outside the city with his Golden Fire Cavalry.
However, this suggestion was rejected by Ying Hong without a second thought.
If Ying Hong hadn't had the experience of getting a hundred heads from the rebels, he might have agreed.
However, after those few days of living in the open, Ying Hong felt that it was already good enough to have a tent to sleep in.
Besides, he still had things to do every time he set up camp, so it was not suitable for him to stay in the city.
"Young Master, the 200 strong guards that you ordered to be selected have been gathered. They are waiting for orders in the center of the camp.”
Not long after dinner, Commandant Chi Yu stepped into Ying Hong's tent and reported to him.
Before setting up the camp, he had received an order from Ying Hong to select the strongest two hundred men from the guards.
Although Chi Yu didn't know why Ying Hong did this, he still did as he was told.
"Good, not bad!"
Ying Hong nodded, then stood up and followed Chi Yu to the central clearing.
"I heard from Commandant Chi that you are the strongest group of people in the two thousand guards.
So, I'm very curious. How strong are you?”
Standing in front of the two-hundred guards, Ying Hong didn't waste any more time. He went straight to the point and told them the reason why he had asked them to come.
"Come out and show me the person who thinks he is the strongest.”
Ying Hong had already taken off his military uniform and changed into his usual young master's uniform.
Therefore, from the overall image, Ying Hong could be said to be incompatible with these two hundred guards.
Not to mention, Ying Hong had been drinking non-stop throughout the journey, and his entire body reeked of alcohol.
This made the disciplined guards very puzzled and speechless.
These people had been stationed in the palace for a long time, so they basically did not have many opportunities to go into battle to kill the enemy, so they did not have the opportunity to earn military achievements.
Now, they finally had a chance, and the leader was Ying Hong, a gentle and refined young master who drank all day long.
When they were selected, their hearts had already turned cold.
However, many people still had some fantasies in their hearts, hoping that Ying Hong wouldn't be like this after he left the palace.
But now, these people were in despair.
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