My vicious dog, my horse, I can do whatever I want with it

"Yeah." Zong Yanhongjing nodded slightly and said to Zong Yanli, "A powerful general came from Gao State and fought against three of our generals. General Chen was very angry about this."

"There are only a few famous generals in Gao State. Now a young general suddenly appears and is so brave. Let me go and meet him."

Zong Yanli sighed inwardly, “As expected.”

She had her own impression of this incident. The young general from Gao State was very powerful. Not only was he extremely strong, but the weapons he used were also extremely tricky. Our army had lost three generals and had not been able to figure out this man's moves until her father went into battle and fought him.

Although he figured it out, he was injured and almost lost an arm.

Zong Yanli remembered clearly that when his father was carried back, the flesh on his right arm had been scraped away, leaving only the bones visible!

It was only after this battle that people knew that this young general from Gao State was not an unknown person, but the son of the Queen of Gao State and her lover. His surname was Luo and his name was Chengren.

She pondered for a moment, looked up at Zong Yanhongjing and said, "Father, I have heard local elders talking about the royal family of Gao. I heard that the queen once had a lover and had a son with him."

Zong Yanli raised his eyebrows slightly and said in a somewhat joking tone: "I thought it was a joke at first, but the Emperor of Gao was so generous that he could share his queen with others. Later, I learned that the queen and her lover's son had the power of a divine general."

"Since the Emperor of Gao can tolerate it, how could he allow it to live in peace in the royal city?"

"Father, when you go to the battle, you should pay attention to the young general of Gao State. He has a tiger tattoo on his chest and a jackal tattoo on his arm." Zong Yanli raised his eyebrows and smiled, "If it is this man, he must be using a battle axe. His battle axe is unusual. It is an axe when it is closed and a knife when it is separated."

"Father, if you fight against him, please be careful."

Zong Yanhongjing was a little surprised, probably because he didn't expect Zong Yanli to be able to associate such a trivial matter with the new enemy general. This attention made Zong Yanhongjing very impressed.

He looked at Zong Yanli with great satisfaction and said, "Although there is no evidence, it may just be gossip, but the place where the rumor originated must be related. Your father will pay close attention to it."

Zong Yanli bowed and said, "Then your son is in the army, waiting for good news from your father."

Zong Yanhongjing laughed twice and sent the man away. When his personal soldiers entered the camp, they were surprised to see that their general was in a good mood. Usually, whenever the father and son got together, they would always be in a state of anger and anger, but today was unusual.

"General, has the eldest master taken the people away?" Wang Ming walked in and bowed to Zong Yanhongjing and said, "It's rare to see the eldest master being so easy to talk to."

"The army is a place where people are trained. Ah Li has made great progress now." Zong Yanhongjing smiled even more and turned to Wang Ming and said, "You don't have to keep an eye on Ah Li from now on. Let him train well on his own."

"Yes." Wang Ming immediately leaned forward and responded.

On the other side, Zong Yanli and Wen Nian returned to the recruit camp.

After she took Wen Nian to report, Wang Kangcheng, probably following Zong Yanhongjing's instructions, directly arranged Wen Nian and Zong Yanli in the same tent.

Zong Yanli brought Wen Nian into the tent. The soldiers in the same tent all looked over. Each of them looked at Zong Yanli and Wen Nian with a look of ridicule and contempt: "I thought they were going to do something else, but it turns out they sent their servants to protect them."

"How could he be the general's son? He is different from people like you and me. He needs protection~"

"I don't have the ability to join any military camp, haha..."

The voices of those people were neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for Zong Yanli to hear clearly.

"If your martial arts skills were as good as your mouth skills, you would have joined the Cavalry Battalion long ago. Why would you stay in the same tent with me?" Zong Yanli smiled and turned to look at the person who spoke.

"What are you talking about!" Qian Zhixing stood up angrily, rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward.

Zong Yanli stood with her hands behind her back, looking at Qian Zhixing with stern eyes. Having been in the same tent with Qian Zhixing in the recruit camp for a long time, she knew the temperaments of these people very well.

She raised her eyebrows and said to Qian Zhixing, "If you want to fight, then ask everyone else to be a witness. If I beat you today, you will shut your mouth from now on."

"If I lose, how about I leave the barracks immediately?" Zong Yanli said with a smile.

"That's what you said!" Qian Zhixing was immediately amused when he heard it, and looked at Zong Yanli with contempt and disdain.

The competition between Qian Zhixing and Zong Yanli attracted a lot of onlookers. Almost everyone in the army knew that Zong Yanli was the son of General Zong Yan. But now he put aside his bold words and asked to leave the barracks if he lost, which naturally attracted many onlookers.

They had only been in the military camp for a short time, and there was nothing outstanding about Zong Yanli during the routine training.

But there are always people who want to establish their authority among the new recruits by stepping on Zong Yanli.

Armed fighting is prohibited in the military, but there is no explicit ban on competitions.

It is inevitable that there will be warmongers in the army. The most outstanding among the new recruits is Lu Hao from the Third Fire Battalion, followed by Shi Xingzhao from the Gold Battalion, and Qian Zhixing from their Wood Battalion.

These men are all experts in martial arts, or they can be said to be troublemakers. They fought several battles right after entering the barracks. With so many soldiers in the army, there are naturally various small groups. It is human nature to admire the strong.

Zong Yanli kept her father's teachings in mind and did not stand out or compete for credit in the army, for fear that she would lose face and make her father angry if she did something wrong. Therefore, in Zong Yanli's memory, her life in the recruit camp was particularly frustrating and unhappy.

Later, Zong Yanli learned that his father had never intended to hold him accountable; all he wanted to do was protect his children.

"Young Master, I can fight for you." Wen Nian said in a low voice while standing beside Zong Yanli.

Zong Yanli turned around and looked at him, smiled and said, "I am from Zong Yan, not a useless young master of the clan. I have no reason to compete with him today, but just to have some peace and quiet for a while."

"It's also to show you that the relationship between you and me is not that of master and servant, but that of comrades walking side by side."

"Wen Nian, I'm not someone who needs protection."

"..."

Wen Nian stood there in a daze, glancing sideways at Zong Yanli. The young man in front of him had deep brows and eyes that showed a bit of determination, a fearless look in his eyes, and a bit of arrogance in the slightly raised corners of his lips. Seeing his back as he took two steps forward and walked out, Wen Nian thought of General Zong Yan for no reason.

Although he took the initiative to provoke trouble, he did not show any arrogance or flamboyance, but was calm and reserved.

Those people irritated him with their words several times, but Zong Yanli did not seem to be disgusted with them. Instead, he was gentle in his attitude...

Wen Nian was a little unable to see through Zong Yanli. He had heard earlier that General Zong Yan's son was unremarkable. Now looking at the man in front of him, was he really that ordinary?

"Zong Yanli, I won't show mercy just because you are the general's son." Qian Zhixing stretched his body, reached out and took off his shirt, turned his wrist and said to Zong Yanli with fighting spirit in his eyes.

"Come on." Zong Yanli clenched his fist with one hand behind his back, and everyone present was stunned by this action.