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Chapter 22 Breaking into the Barracks by Mistake Three

"Okay! Give him a horse and follow me!" Chang Lefei rode his horse and galloped straight for the military camp that Yu Feiyang had just seen!

"Ah! What a big military camp!" Yu Feiyang got off the horse and exclaimed. This ancient military camp is different from the modern ones. It is mainly because of military equipment. It is too rustic! He is as if he has arrived at a museum, such as strong crossbows, siege, stone tools, and artillery.

"Brother! This is the tent of the central army, my uncle is inside!" The two walked into the tent, wow! What a guy, this handsome tent is really majestic. In the lobby, the officials were lined up on both sides, carrying swords and wearing solemn faces. There was a case above the lobby, with a man sitting upright behind him. He was so majestic, with tiger eyes, dignified appearance, and majestic weapons. There is no need to ask this is the general Chang Yuchun! Yu Feiyang looked carefully and it turned out that Chang Yuchun was like this! I, Yu Feiyang, could still see the famous generals of the Ming Dynasty, and I was really blessed!

"Marson, Chang Le returns to the camp! Apart from this person, no shadow of the Mongolian army was found, nor did he find any detailed work!" Chang Le stepped forward and saluted. He turned around: "Brother, what are you looking at! Don't you pay homage to the marshal!", "Oh!" Yu Feiyang hurried forward and stood attentively, and greeted a standard military salute: "Special Force Major Yu Feiyang, have you seen the marshal!"

All the generals and officials in the hall burst into laughter, "What's this? Look at his outfit, where did he come from! He doesn't look like a person from the Central Plains! He looks like he comes from a foreign country!", "Isn't that? But it looks pretty good and it must be very easy to wear, unlike our armor, which is too heavy!" He said everything for a while.

"Silent!" Chang Yuchun roared, and suddenly the handsome tent was silent. Chang Yuchun glanced at Yu Feiyang and said, "Little brother, are you from the Yuan Dynasty! People from the Yuan Dynasty?"

"When Marshal, I am not from the Yuan Dynasty. Like you, I am also a soldier. I am a special force officer from the Weihaiwei Aviation Navigation Special Forces Brigade of the People's Republic of China, with a rank of major!" Yu Feiyang replied.

"What country in China? Why is it so long? Do you mean you are also a soldier? Or a school official? Then are you wearing military uniforms?" Chang Yuchun was confused when he heard this, and was covered in vagueness.

Yu Feiyang kept standing attentively and said, "Go to Marshal, I am wearing the combat uniform of the special forces, which is equivalent to your armor! I can't tell you clearly for a moment, so let's say that! I am the same nation as you, and the blood of the descendants of China is flowing in my blood! I'm not a Mongolian!" He didn't know where to start, saying that he came from China in 2012 AD. Who believes it! It's better not to say it.

Chang Yuchun then understood a little. He thought for a while and said, "Let's go and retreat first, let's stop today, and let's talk about it when we come back tomorrow! Chang Le stayed." He sent the generals under his command away.

"Le'er, the guest is here. I'll welcome this little brother tonight. Don't be slow to treat others. Uncle has a lot to talk to me! Let the kitchen cook a few good dishes, and I want to have a drink with me here!" Chang Yuchun said with a smile.

"It is said that General Chang loves soldiers like his sons and loves the people as his home. It's true!" Yu Feiyang said with a smile.
Chapter completed!
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