The cavalry leader took the lead and bowed his hands: "Everything is at the command of the Marquis. We only have to follow your lead!"
Once he calls out, hundreds of voices respond.
The soldiers did not dare to be negligent anymore, and wholeheartedly shouted to the Marquis to be respectful.
However, the tall and thin man lying on the ground had anger in his eyes.
Who can bear the hatred of a broken finger?
He blushed angrily and rebuked: "Isn't it shameful for Marquis Yongye to do this? It's ridiculous that you are strict with us but you can't do it yourself! That woman who came to you just now, didn't you also talk to her as if there was no one else around?"
Ye Siming lowered his eyes to look at him, his eyes were cold and filled with freezing coldness.
He smiled softly, and everyone felt the hair on the back of their necks stand up, giving them a bad premonition.
"If you don't tell me, I haven't wanted to settle the score yet. I just thanked the girl for taking the message. I'm afraid the princess is waiting for me at this time. But I have to waste a moment of precious time for a waste like you."
Ye Siming suddenly stretched out his boot, stepped on the tall and thin man's head, and pushed his head directly into the ground.
Everyone only heard a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Ye Siming's sneer never changed.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his lowered gaze was cold and cold.
"I heard that your surname is also Huang?"
Ye Siming drew his sword and made two strokes with the white blade behind the tall and thin man's neck.
The blade of the sword is extremely sharp and can easily break hair.
How much more to take a human head?
But Ye Siming thought about it and went to pick up the little thing. Her clothes were stained with blood, so she might be afraid.
Changing clothes again and again wastes time.
The tall and thin man trembled under the edge of his sword, and there was a splatter between his legs, soaking his pants.
Just when he was shaking violently and thinking about whether to ask for mercy.
Ye Siming had already sheathed his sword and asked the cavalry just now to bring the horse over.
The cavalry hurriedly obeyed.
After Ye Siming got on his horse, he looked sideways and asked, "What's your name?"
"Return to the Marquis and humble your position to Qin Song."
The young man raised his eyebrows: "Qin Song, from now on, in my absence, you will be the commander of the troops here. Keep an eye on them as they drill, and no one is allowed to be released until sunset. Anyone who does not obey the discipline will be dealt with according to military regulations."
Qin Song cupped his hands: "Yes!"
There was a sound of horseshoes raising dust, and Ye Siming left.
Qin Song looked back and saw that the soldiers who had not taken it seriously just now were practicing their fists and kicks seriously.
No one cared about the tall and thin man lying on the ground.
Qin Song hesitated for a moment and then passed by, pretending not to see it.
Anyway, military doctors will come to take care of it in a while.
The tall and thin man dared to turn a blind eye to Qin Song when he saw him.
He gritted his teeth and cursed: "You will have no future if you listen to a young boy's orders!"
Qin Song lowered his head and looked at him expressionlessly.
"A promising person is lying here with four fingers cut off. If I were you, I would rather be a worthless person who knows how to look."
After that, he stopped caring about the tall and thin man and shouted at him, asking the soldiers to step up their training.
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Ye Siming's horse brought the dust all the way.
It wasn't until he was in front of the Four Seasons Candy Shop that he reined in the reins. The horse raised its front hooves high and neighed loudly.
Ye Siming tied the horse next to the acacia tree and went to push the door, only to find that it was locked from the inside.
He raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then took two steps back. In a moment of courage, he reached the roof in the blink of an eye.
Then, the young man jumped up easily and landed firmly in the backyard.
White smoke from the fire was rising in the kitchen, and the sound of Gu Nuoer's constant coughing could be heard.
"Ahem, I feel so choked, phew..."
Ye Siming opened the curtain and went in, only to see a small kitchen filled with white smoke, making it look like a fairyland!
The little guy still stuck his butt out and was busy in front of the stove.
Fast babies! Fight on the last day of the holidays, vote for the ticket! Hhhh