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

After the army marched out from the north and passed through Liangcheng, Zong Yanli ordered the army to bypass Taicheng from Liangcheng.

The thunderstorms that had lasted for several days seemed to be heralding the approach of summer. Although the army was not marching fast, they were still drenched by the rain.

At this moment, the army was stationed outside Liangcheng, and they lit a fire. Zong Yanli also took a nice hot bath. It started raining outside again, and it was getting heavier.

Zong Yanli tightened his belt, wrung out his wet hair and let it hang out to dry, then picked up a book on the table and started flipping through it. Wen Nian came in carrying ginger soup, and seeing Zong Yanli in such a leisurely posture, a smile appeared in his eyes and he walked towards him.

"Doctor Xiao asked someone to make ginger soup." Wen Nian placed the ginger soup on the table and said, "The soldiers have been soaked in rain for many days, and the ginger soup can drive away the cold."

"Yeah." Zong Yanli responded, raised his hand to pick up the ginger soup and drank it all. When he looked up, the hideous scar on his neck was exposed, which made Wen Nian's face look even uglier. He stood by for a long time and asked, "Doctor Xiao, do you have any way to treat the general's throat?"

"There's not much we can do." Zong Yanli paused for a moment while turning the pages of the book, raised his eyes and looked at Wen Nian and said, "Although it sounds a bit harsh, it doesn't affect our speaking, so it's fine."

In the past, Zong Yanli was often troubled by her voice that was not rough enough, but now this voice is just what she wants.

Wen Nian frowned slightly and looked at Zong Yanli in silence.

Zong Yanli returned his attention to the book and said casually, "This place is very close to Liangcheng. You can also go to the city with your brothers to relax. You don't need to wait on me."

Wen Nian lowered his eyes and agreed, picked up the empty bowl, turned around and walked out of the tent.

After fighting for many years, he subconsciously kept a close eye on the military defenses, and patrolling around had become a subconscious behavior. When Shi Gandang took Zong Yan Haoyan and other soldiers into the city to relax, Long Feiguang was still patrolling outside with his brothers.

"Brother, I still find it a little hard to believe..." Those who joined the army in the past were not teenagers, but now they are all in their thirties. The two brothers Yan Yingshan and Zhu Jin followed behind Long Feiguang, feeling indescribable strangeness.

The world is unified and there is no more war.

What are they patrolling?

already……

There are no enemy scouts or spies to capture.

There would not be any sudden enemy appearances, so at this moment, they were touching their armor and looking at the peace and quiet around them, feeling a little confused for no reason.

"I have imagined a lot before. What would I do if there was no more war in the world? But when this day really came, I forgot what I wanted to do..." Yan Yingshan looked at the distant sky with a little daze. White clouds were floating in the blue sky.

He recalled the time when he and his brothers sat around the stove, arm in arm, talking about getting married, buying a house, and raising a herd of pigs so that they would have endless meat to eat.

He also said that he wanted to have endless money to spend, endless wine to drink, and to sleep for three days and three nights without restraint...

Today, everything they wanted to do can be achieved, but they can't muster any interest. Even when they get up every day and put on their armor, grasp their swords, step out of the tent, and rush to the training ground, what they see is an empty training ground.

Then he came to his senses and realized that the general had ordered the entire army to rest.

It turns out that there is really no war to fight.

"Don't think too much." Long Feiguang said in a low voice, "As for the current situation, although there is no war for the time being, it does not mean that there will be no disputes forever."

"The general has not mentioned disbanding his troops." Long Feiguang said to Yan Yingshan and others, "I accidentally saw the general writing a military register. It seems that he is improving the training method and even intends to recruit soldiers."

"These few days are just a chance for you to catch your breath. You will all be training in the future."

As the saying goes, raise your soldiers for a thousand days and use them for a moment.

The methods that were used on the generals of the Ghost Camp in the past can now be used on the training of new recruits, and even more subtle changes can be made.

Zong Yanli has been thinking a lot about the method of training troops these days. He has combined the strengths of various parties and is ready to make a detailed plan to report to the king.

When Yan Yingshan and Zhu Jin heard Long Feiguang's words, their eyes lit up immediately. They straightened their backs and asked, "Is that true? That's great. You and I can still serve as generals in the same tent!"

Long Feiguang smiled and said nothing more. He didn't know what Zong Yanli's specific plan was, but he knew clearly that Zong Yanli would never ignore the military affairs and her plan would not stop at the unification of the world.

When I came back from patrol, the rain had stopped completely.

Zong Yanli stood outside the tent, stretched his body, sniffed the moist air and squinted his eyes.

"Gao Feilin." Zong Yanli turned his head and called out.

"General." Gao Feilin put down what he was doing and walked towards Zong Yanli.

"Follow me into the city to buy some things." Zong Yanli whispered, "And then go find Lu Hao..."

Gao Feilin raised his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "General Lu followed General Meng into the mountains to hunt. I'm afraid he won't be back for a while."

Zong Yanli raised his eyebrows and said, "Nothing, leave a message to the camp guards, if Lu Hao comes back, tell him to wait in the main camp."

Gao Feilin then agreed. Zong Yanli turned around and went back to the tent to get the purse. Putting on a simple warrior's short shirt, he took Gao Feilin and rode out of the camp towards Liangcheng.

Liangcheng was not too busy, but because the northern countries were destroyed, the route for caravans was completely opened up, so there were quite a few caravans coming and going. Zong Yanli rode his horse into the city, dismounted and led the way, which did not attract much attention.

She was not in a hurry to buy things, but walked and stopped, looking at the caravans transporting goods to see what goods were circulating.

The most common items are charcoal and cotton, followed by medicinal materials.

Sure enough, the money circulating is still hard currency.

Zong Yanli walked along the way, and Gao Feilin followed closely behind him. Finally, he saw Zong Yanli walk into a paper-making shop, take out silver and money to buy some paper money, ingots and other things.

"General, what are you doing..." Gao Feilin was stunned when he saw these things.

"Let's go and pay homage to the old friends." After Zong Yanli finished shopping, he went to the wine shop and bought two jars of strong liquor.

After buying everything, Zong Yanli went back.

Gao Feilin originally thought that Zong Yanli was going to pay his respects directly, but he did not expect that he went back to the army first and put away all his things.

The next day, after Monkie, Lu Hao and others came back, the army broke camp and continued to move towards Taicheng. Zong Yanli changed the marching route and the army stopped in an area outside Taicheng.