The 30,000-strong army stood listlessly, exhausted, and all looked tired.
Mo Yang was in a daze, "Your Highness, what are the countermeasures?"
Bei Yejing was also helpless, "Don't call me Your Highness, call me by my name."
"Okay, Bei Yejing, what are your countermeasures?"
"No, I have never trained soldiers, what about you?" Bei Yejing said with a smile. No one has ever called him by his first name. Mo Yang was the first one.
"Neither do I. Since I don't have any..." Mo Yang faced the 30,000 lifeless troops and said, "Go back and rest, and we will train again tomorrow."
The soldiers looked at Mo Yang's leaving figure and were stunned for a while. Rest? The soldiers were overjoyed.
Bei Yejing smiled and thought that Mo Yang had some good countermeasures, but this countermeasure was not bad. She shook her head and followed Mo Yang away.
Early this morning, Bei Yeying and Bei Yejing went to Moyang's tent to wake him up. Moyang was the only one in the tent, which was Moyang's strong request.
"Mo, since you get up so late, I will stay in the same tent with you from now on, and I will wake you up on time every day."
Bei Yejing finally understood why Ying said it would be difficult to see Mo Yang in the morning.
Mo Yang gave Bei Yeying a cold look and said calmly: "Go out first, I want to change clothes."
Bei Yeying suddenly smiled strangely and said: "We are all men, what do you have to worry about?"
Bei Yejing was about to leave, but she stopped when she heard what Bei Yeying said.
"Whatever you want." Under the gaze of the two men, Mo Yang turned around, quickly took off his clothes, and quickly put on new clothes. His movements were so fast that he only saw an afterimage flashing past.
"Can you leave?" Mo Yang turned around.
Bei Yeying and Bei Yejing looked at Mo Yang's clothes in complete confusion. They were so neat and tidy. The movement was too fast. Only a few pieces of clothes passed by in front of them. It seemed that it only took a moment.
"Yes, yes," the two replied blankly.
Bei Yejing smiled. Every time Ying teased Mo Yang, he failed. Every time, Mo Yang set up a trap for Ying to jump into. Ying never tired of sarcasm or jumped into the trap. This seemed to be the way they got along.
Facing the tens of thousands of troops with expressionless faces, Mo Yang had no choice but to do it. No wonder he had been retreating steadily before and suffered heavy casualties. He only gave some casual lessons on how to fight in close quarters, capture, save lives and how to hit the enemy's vital points.