How to survive as a villain through time travel

A soldier was puzzled: "Didn't the emperor never ask about the military camp? Why did you come here suddenly today?" Another soldier with a sharp face and thin eyes sneered and said: "Stupid, General Sun is seriously ill. It’s about the selection of candidates for the position of general.”

"The position of Great General must belong to our General Li!" Someone said.

The sharp-faced soldier touched his chin: "I'm not sure, after all, that confidant of Lord Wuning...cough..."

Consciously saying something wrong, the sharp-faced soldier gave a dry cough and stopped talking.

Several soldiers walked out of the military tent and were about to go to the place where the competition was held, when they suddenly saw a guard standing in front of the military tent.

The guards were dressed in black clothes with dark patterns, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, which made it impossible to ignore them. Several soldiers couldn't help but look twice when they thought they were the emperor's people.

"Fucking shit, what kind of emperor's man, he is from Nanyan Kingdom." Nie Er sneered.

"What... Nanyan Kingdom?" Some people around were surprised.

Being suddenly challenged, Yan Heqing was also stunned for a moment. Behind Qing Nie Er's face, Yan Heqing's expression suddenly changed.

In this way, the sharp-faced soldier suddenly stopped, stared straight at Yan Heqing, and cursed suddenly after a long time: "Isn't this fucking..."

As he said that, the sharp-faced soldier stepped forward and stretched out his hand to grab Yan Heqing's lapel, making a strange noise: "Yo Yo Yo, isn't this Yan Heqing?"

Everyone around was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to stop him: "Nie Er, what are you doing, this is the emperor's man."

"Okay, Nie Er, it's almost enough, the emperor will know about it later, and you will eat the bitter fruit." Someone stepped forward and tried to persuade him.

"Your majesty? Is it possible that your majesty still thinks that the enemy's captives are more important than the bloody soldiers who fought for him?" Nie Er disdainfully squatted down and pressed Yan Heqing's head into the sand with a fierce look in his eyes, "Yan Heqing, even You want to be the emperor's dog, but you are still a lowly Nanyan embryo in your bones, and the northern kingdom does not welcome you to breed dogs, you know?"

In the flash of Shihuo, Yan Heqing suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Nie Er's neck. He was about to twist, but then suddenly withdrew his strength. His actions were swift and swift, almost horrified all the soldiers present.

"Huh? Prince Yan thinks of me?" Nie Erpi smiled, "Come on, I escorted Prince Yan to the North Kingdom all the way, and left a little impression on Prince Yan. Ouch, one of you was cut off on the way." The arm, now, is it healed?"

Speaking of Nie Er stretching out his hand to touch Yan Heqing's right shoulder, Yan Heqing blocked it with a cold face, and was suddenly thrown to the ground by Nie Er's kick on the knee. Nie Er stomped Yan Heqing on the ground and said with a cruel smile: "I thought you died in prison, but I didn't expect you to become the emperor's dog. It's amazing."

In fact, Yan Heqing couldn't defeat Nie Er in a real fight, but he couldn't do anything, this is the Northern Army camp, if he moved the soldiers of the Northern Kingdom, it would definitely make things difficult for Xiao Yu'an.

Xie Chungui firmly blocked Nie Er's fist, and frowned: "Brother Nie Er, what are you doing? There are regulations in the military camp, no fighting is allowed."

Seeing that it was Xie Chungui, Nie Er was not annoyed, and replied, "Xie Xiaoer, this can't be called a fight."

"What do you call this if it's not a fight?" Suddenly a majestic voice came, and Li Wuding looked at Nie Er furiously.

Nie Er didn't realize that his throat had already fallen into someone else's hands, but the expected pain did not hit, and Yan Heqing silently withdrew his hand.

Nie Er recovered from the fright, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Don't you dare to do it? Yes, you don't dare to do it. This is the North Country. Try to touch me, but you will hit me? Yan Heqing, let me tell you You, you dare not do it, I dare."

As he spoke, Nie Er waved his fist towards Yan Heqing's cheek, but in the next second, he was stopped by someone.

"Okay, after the martial arts competition is over, go and get the ten army sticks." Li Wuding said sharply, then turned and walked back to the military tent.

Knowing that Li Wuzhi came with clear rewards and punishments, everyone didn't dare to say anything, and then they left separately.

Nie Er spat at Yan Heqing, turned around and hooked Xie Chungui's shoulder: "Huh, relieve your anger, the ten army sticks are not bad, let's go, Xie's son, before the competition starts, my brother will teach you a few tricks."

Nie Er knew he was wrong, let go of Yan Heqing and stood up.

"Nie Er! You want to eat army sticks, don't you?" Li Wuding stared at him, glaring and gnashing his teeth, and asked in a deep voice.

"General Li calm down." Someone pleaded with Nie Er, "This man is from Nanyan Kingdom, and Nie Er's brother died tragically at the hands of Nanyan soldiers, so Nie Er...General Li...this..."

Someone laughed at him: "Pull it down, just you? Xie Chungui is much more capable than you."

Nie Er let go of Xie Chun and went back to push the man: "Go away, you're talking nonsense."

Xie Chun turned around and took a look at Yan Heqing, who hadn't got up yet. Seeing that he was hanging his head down, he couldn't understand his expression, and he didn't take it to heart anymore, and left laughing with a group of people.

The crowd dispersed, Yan Heqing got up slowly, he held the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, obviously the hilt pressed his palm to blood red, but Yan Heqing felt unconscious, he stood up, straightened his back, slowly Slowly tidied up his appearance and patted off the dust on his body, he raised his head, his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't seem to have any emotions.

Yan Heqing just looked at the Beiguo military camp, as if looking at a dead object, calm and indifferent.