When everyone was ready, it was dawn. Prince Jing slowly came in, wearing a black robe and a brown cloak, and his eyes narrowed slightly. He looked lazy and cold, as if he didn't wake up. He walked to Yun Shang mindlessly and touched Yun Shang's nose with the back of his hand. He frowned and said, "it's cold."
Qian Yin hurriedly ordered, "I'll bring a fox fur for you, your highness."
Prince Jing nodded, took Yun Shang to sit down, leaned on her and began to sleep. The others had never seen Prince Jing behave like this. A moment of silence passed over the muster station. Qi Lang looked at Yun Shang beside the platform of the muster station and sneered. It was just a woman who was smarter than ordinary women and still wanted to make a fortune in the camp. Even if Prince Jing was protecting her, Prince Jing's martial arts was extraordinary. He wouldn't let a person who had no martial arts win him easily in front of so many people.
The muster station was full of people. Qi Lang walked to the high platform and raised his voice, "today, I invite all of you here because I and the supervisor set a competition here. The one who wins will be the one who is in charge of the camp. Everything in the army should be controlled by that person, and the loser can have no complaint. Since you guys are here, you will do a witness for me and the inspector. "
People started to gossip. Yun Shang heard many sounds with doubt. "You don't seem to know kung fu at all, commander." "Then how can she win? Don't she have to lose? "
But Qi Lang had already looked at Yun Shang. "Supervisor, please go up to this stage."
Yun Shang smiled and glanced at Prince Jing. Knowing that he was not asleep, she said, "go back to your tent if you want to sleep. I will come back soon. I just slept for a short while last night. I'll go back to catch up on sleep later."
Prince Jing sighed, sat up straight and said, "okay." Then he stood up and walked to the camp.
Qi Lang looked at Prince Jing in confusion. Yun Shang stood up and walked toward the platform. She stood on the platform and bowed to him with a smile. "I beg general Qi for mercy later."
With a sneer, Qi Lang turned to the crowds in the muster station. "We won't kill each other in today's competition."
Then he took a broadsword from a weapon shelf nearby and walked to the opposite of Yun Shang. "Supervisor, let's pick weapons."
Yun Shang nodded, took out a dagger from her boot, and drew it out. She said with a smile, "I don't know how to use a sword or a spear. I'll play with it."
Qi Lang looked at Yun Shang with an inquiring eye. As an ordinary person, when they fought, their weapons should not be too long or too short. Long spears, for example, would be somewhat hindered. As for daggers, if they were not skilled, they would not be able to approach their opponents, let alone win.
"So princess, you really decided to use a dagger?" Qi Lang asked again.
Yun Shang looked at the weapon racks behind her and then at the dagger in her hand. "Is there anything to be afraid of? I have never competed with anyone in martial arts, so I am not clear about it? Why can't I use a dagger? "
"It's not impossible to use it..." With a mockery in his eyes, Qi Lang replied, "since you like it, why not use it?" 'anyway, it's exactly what I want, ' thought Qi Lang.
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