Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

Mo Heng walked quietly in the camp alone, feeling rather depressed. For some reason, Mo Ze suddenly returned to Tianyao, leaving him alone in the camp, and he?

Li Zhaodong was determined not to let him go back to Tianyao, but to be honest, he also wanted to stay in the barracks, and he also wanted to see this land where the pride of the Mo family, Mo Ziyan, was stained with his life.

"Mr. Moheng"

"Mr. Moheng"

The generals along the way respected Mo Heng, not because of Li Zhaodong, but because he was the son of Mo Ziyan. No one in the barracks knew Mo Heng. He is a god, he is a legend, his Life is like fireworks, silent for several years, once dazzled but then faded away in an instant.

So far, those retired veterans still remember the white-clothed warrior who terrified Tianli 17 years ago. He was dressed in white and had a long spear.

That is the well-known historical battle where the few win the many, and the weak fight the strong. The legend of that battle is still unbreakable. Even Tianli's pride, Xue Wuchi, has not broken that legend...

Mo Ziyan became famous in one battle, because he only fought once in his life, and after this battle he fell, inexplicably, and because of his fall, people are saying that no one in this world can defeat Mo Ziyan, The warrior in white is undefeated all his life...

Mo Heng will not take the saying that he will never lose in his life, the white general has fallen, and he has no chance of fighting again.

However, after coming to this military camp, he heard everyone's evaluation and admiration for Mo Ziyan, which made Mo Heng even more curious about this nominal father.

His talent is amazing, his death is full of doubts, Mo Ziyan is a taboo that the Mohist never mentions, but in this military camp, many people will talk about it, and the more you hear about the rumors about the white general , Mo Heng wanted to uncover the cause of Mo Ziyan's death more and more. This is Mo Heng's duty. His father shouldn't have died without knowing why...

"Boom..." Mo Heng lowered his head and thought deeply about the reason for Mo Ziyan's death. He was distracted and accidentally bumped into someone, and his first reaction was to apologize immediately.

"sorry"

"I'm sorry, you walk around in the military camp, and if you bump into someone, can you just say sorry?" A very powerful male voice came to my ears.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Seeing that the other party was dressed in military uniform, which was different from ordinary soldiers, Mo Heng knew that this man's status in the barracks should not be low, and it was his fault, so Mo Heng apologized very calmly.

"Didn't it be intentional? You ran around in the military camp, I suspect you are a spy." The man said arrogantly, with deep jealousy in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mo Heng understood, this man must be jealous of himself, he likes Li Zhaodong?Thinking of this, Mo Heng is not weak.

"The military camp, you frame others at will. I suspect that you are Tianli's undercover agent." Mo Heng looked at the man in the military uniform without any hesitation. His only resignation was that he ran into someone first because of his own fault. He also understood that the other party did it on purpose, so why should he be polite in that case.

"You, bold, I am the son of Tianyao's deputy commander Jiang Jingming, and also Tianyao's major general Jiang Heli, dare you say that I am an undercover agent."

Hearing this, Mo Heng smiled, his background is indeed not small, but so what, who is three points behind Mo Heng in comparison?

"You are bold. I am the son of Mo Ziyan, the general in white clothes of Tianyao, and the son of the Marquis of Weiyuan. If you dare to say that I am a spy, I think you have ulterior motives."

"You..." Jiang He gritted his teeth angrily, of course he knew who the man in front of him was, he came here to trouble Mo Heng on purpose, he had admired Li Zhaodong for a long time, in order to win Li Zhaodong's heart.

He was a frail young man who came to Chongtong in the military camp without hesitation, trying to stand out among the elders, and he also strived for success. With his father's support, he insisted on becoming Li Zhaodong's right-hand man. The status soared upwards.

Originally, he thought that Li Zhaodong would fall in love with him sooner or later because of his excellence, but the arrival of Mo Heng made him flustered. The King of the Eastern Court had never been so kind to a man, and as far as he knew, Li Zhaodong had personally Said that after this battle is over, he will marry Mo Heng as the male princess.

He never thought that one day he would rob a man with a man.

Jiang Heli is unwilling, extremely unwilling, what is the use of this soft and weak man, why can he be liked by Li Zhaodong, Mo Heng can't accompany the King of the East Court to fight all over the world, he will only become a burden for the King of the East Court, in this world The only one who can match Li Zhaodong is Jiang Heli.

"Mr. Mo Heng, he is a trusted major general by the marshal's side. He has good abilities, but his temper is not very good." Seeing Jiang Heli's angry look, someone hurriedly reminded Mo Heng that Mo Heng's identity is really very good. Respected by all the soldiers, he is Mo Ziyan's son after all, even though he doesn't look like a soldier.

"Thank you." Mo Heng thanked him lightly. When he heard Jiang Heli introduce his identity just now, he understood. It's a pity that he didn't have to be afraid at all. Let alone the son of a deputy commander, even if the prince of Tianyao bullied him like this, he would not be afraid. I won't bear it.

"Major General Jiang is a soldier but he doesn't know his duty as a soldier. The enemy is currently acting on his emotions, bullying and humiliating others wantonly. I want to see how Vice Marshal Jiang teaches his son. The emphasis in this army is on ability, not on use." People are nepotism, if Major General Jiang doesn't have this ability, he will have to make room for those who are capable." Mo Heng's voice was cold and aloof, and the faint aura of noble superiors made people feel inexplicable fear, not because he was afraid of what he said Instead of the threat in him, he is afraid of his momentum.

"You, you insulted the imperial court officer." Jiang Heli became even more angry. He was used to domineering in the military camp. Who in this military camp would not give him three points, even if this Mo Heng was the son of Mo Ziyan, a general in white?

Mo Ziyan died a long time ago, and the tea was cold when he left, not to mention a descendant of a dead person. The Mo family is only a second-rate family in Tianyao now, and there is no one in the family who can support it.

"Hmph... Insulting the son of the family, Major General Jiang respects himself." Mo Heng said coldly, his tone was extremely cold, and seeing that there were so many people watching the excitement, Mo Heng knew that he didn't need to say any more, so he snorted Turning around and leaving, the back was extremely arrogant.

"Mo Heng, I won't let you go, you actually humiliated me." Jiang Heli looked at Mo Heng's leaving back and gritted his teeth angrily. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to make trouble, and then use military law to deal with Mo Heng.

Grind his spirit, let him understand that in this military camp he relies on strength, even with Li Zhaodong supporting him, he, Mo Heng, is not qualified to run amok in this military camp...

This little episode soon fell into Li Zhaodong's ears, but Mo Ze, who was far away on the front line, of course didn't know it. At this time, he was receiving the most severe training in the tiger camp.

Mo Ze, who was always clean and tidy, was now wearing dirty clothes. His clothes were scratched in several places, stained with blood and sand, and his jade-like face was also covered with stains. Such Mo Ze probably wouldn't be able to recognize him, the frail man seemed to have changed overnight.

The instructor who trained him also shook his head when he saw Moze running with a heavy load. At first, he thought that this nobleman was here for fun, and he had to train even though he didn't like this white-faced scholar under the military order.

But the past few days have changed his outlook. This scholar-like character can actually grit his teeth and survive. When he gave up, he actually stood up again.

bang...

Falling down again, Mo Ze didn't know that this was the first time he fell today, his legs were extremely heavy as if filled with lead, his knees were already in tatters, flesh and dust stuck together, and the pain ?Already numb.

After falling, Moze jumped up immediately. This is not because of his physical strength but because of his experience of falling many times. After falling, he must get up immediately, otherwise he will never get up.

Mo Ze got up, gritted his teeth and continued to run. Today, his task is to run 5000 laps around the training ground with a weight of [-] kg, and this training lap is nearly [-] meters. From morning till now, he only After running seven laps, there is still a long way to go...

He couldn't hold it down several times, but at the last moment he gritted his teeth and held on, just because of the thought in his heart, he couldn't fall down, he had to get up, only when he became a character like the uncle, could he be protected Mo Heng's ability, he is qualified to be Mo Heng's elder brother...

Step by step, round by round, with this belief in his heart, Mo Ze feels that he has the motivation to move forward. He doesn't need anyone to spur him, he can strictly demand himself...

Moze's instructor stood aside and shook his head. If this scholar can run down these twenty laps today, his basic skills will be fine. Even if he can't beat others on the battlefield, his chance of survival is much higher than that of ordinary people.

Shaking his head, looking at Mo Ze who was bleeding while running over there, the instructor couldn't understand, how could such a young master-type character have such great potential?

One must know that there are only a hundred of Tianyao's current soldiers who can carry fifty kilograms and run twenty laps like him, and these hundred are all marshal's personal soldiers...

Starting from Sunset Moon, from morning to sunset, Moze kept running without a sip of water or a drop of rice all day long. His whole body lost weight in an instant. It can be seen that his footsteps were quite heavy, purely because of Brace yourself by willpower.

"Eighteen laps..." muttered to himself, with a little relief, Mo Heng, the second brother will definitely be able to do it.

"That's enough, stop." The instructor couldn't stand it anymore. Although such overloaded physical training can make capable people improve quickly, it will hurt the body if it goes too far. The instructor should think that Moze looks almost the same.

But Mo Ze was as stubborn as a cow, his footsteps were not like this, and he murmured: "Not enough, there are two more laps, I will definitely be able to persevere..."

The moon hangs on the branch, looking tenderly at the young man who keeps moving forward in the moonlight...