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

"Father, I am willing to be ordinary and just fight on the battlefield to defend my country."

"But the Zong Yan family can't." Zong Yanli's expression was slightly gloomy, and his eyes were full of determination.

The eyes of several people in the camp trembled as they listened to Zong Yanli's words.

Zong Yanhongjing stared at Zong Yanli, not knowing whether he was happy or sad. After Zong Yanli left, he just sighed and said to Zong Yanhongtu: "In the future, Ali will definitely go further and higher than you and me."

Zong Yanhongtu said with a slight smile: "You should be thankful. Ah Li has both the bravery of a general and the planning of a king. His thoughts and concerns are all for the sake of the Zong Yan family. If my elder brother were still alive, he would be at peace."

Zong Yan Hongjing smiled and said helplessly: "When A Li was young, I was always worried that he was too gentle and could not handle the heavy responsibility. How could I hand over the Zong Yan family to him in the future?"

"Now it seems that I, as a father, was wrong." Zong Yanli grew up too fast, so fast that Zong Yanhongjing was sometimes even confused and wondered if it was because he pushed him too hard. Was the training in the army good or bad for him?

"As long as Ali is here, our Zong Yan family can continue for another hundred years!" Zong Yanhongtu laughed, with a hint of joy in his eyes.

"I don't want him to come forward again." Zong Yanhongjing frowned slightly and said, "A tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind."

"Hmm..." Zong Yanhongtu also nodded, and after a long while he said, "But what A Li said, that the crown prince should come to the front to lead the troops and lure the king into the game to fight him, I think this plan is feasible."

"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. Let's just watch." Zong Yanhongjing nodded in agreement. The two brothers smiled at each other and then went to arrange everything.

Sure enough, a few days later the imperial edict was delivered, ordering the crown prince to come and supervise the army, and Prince Xuan to assist him.

It was half a month later when the crown prince arrived in person. Zong Yanhongjing led the soldiers in the camp to welcome him.

Zong Yanli was naturally among them. After a lifetime, she finally met the Crown Prince again, but it was much earlier than in her previous life...

In the previous life, the battle with Nankang was not so smooth. It took a whole year to break through Ma Hongwei's pass. After Pei Liang took over, he was even more anxious for a long time. In such a fierce battle, the emperor would naturally not send the prince to supervise the army. But now it is different.

Our army captured cities one after another, and Nankang no longer had any fighting power.

Zong Yanli stood in the crowd and met the Crown Prince of Wu, He Yeliang.

Different from King Xuan's gentle and smiling appearance, the Crown Prince had a slightly sinister look, with stern brows and eyes that made him look intimidating without even getting angry, and also a bit harsh and sharp. One could tell at a glance that he was a noble person and should not be offended.

The current emperor is already in his twilight years, and the crown prince, the eldest son, is now in his forties.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince and Your Highness Prince Xuan are here to pay their respects." Zong Yanhongjing stepped forward and bowed.

"General, there is no need to be so polite." He Yeliang raised his hand slightly, and his attitude towards Zong Yanhongjing was quite peaceful. He said in a calm voice: "I am still not clear about the military affairs. I will need your help this time."

"Your Highness, you are too polite. This is my responsibility." Zong Yanhongjing bowed and respectfully invited He Yeliang into the tent.

The main account had been properly arranged, and He Yeliang was very satisfied to see Zong Yanhongjing so sensible to retire to the back account.

Seeing Zong Yanhongjing had already handed over the military order on the table, He Yeliang smiled even more, but he still tried to shirk responsibility: "I have just arrived, so I should first familiarize myself with the military situation. I will let the general take charge of leading the troops in battle!"

Zong Yanhongjing refused to accept the offer, but bowed and said, "Your Highness wants me to lead the army. You only need to issue the order, and I will certainly put on the armor and go into battle for Your Highness. How dare I say "do it for you"?"

He Yeliang became more and more satisfied, and said to Zong Yanhongjing with a smile: "Since the general trusts you so much, I will definitely supervise the army well."

In the evening, a bonfire was lit in the army to hold a welcoming banquet for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. The table was filled with wine and meat, which was really extravagant. He Yeliang sat in the main seat, and King Xuan He Ruiming sat on the right, watching the soldiers fighting and wrestling below, and said with a slight tilt of his head: "Brother, you haven't been out of the capital for a long time, maybe you haven't heard of General Yan Luo's fierce reputation?"

"General Yan Luo?" He Yeliang paused, then said with a little understanding: "Are you talking about the ghost camp in the army?"

"I've heard a little about it." He Yeliang smiled with a bit of disdain, as if he didn't take it to heart, and his expression was cold.

"Brother, you don't know that the leader of the Ghost Camp is named Zong Yanli, and he is the eldest son of General Zong Yan." He Ruiming said with a smile.

"Oh?" This time He Yeliang became interested and said with a smile: "Since he is the eldest son of General Zong Yan, it would be a good opportunity to get to know him."

"My son is still young, and he is just a general with a minor title. He was given the nickname of General Yan Luo, which is really not worth mentioning." Zong Yanhongjing lowered his head and said helplessly, "The so-called bad reputation is just a rumor. Please don't take it to heart, Your Highness."

"Hehe..." Seeing that Zong Yanhongjing had no intention of recommending his son, He Yeliang felt that Zong Yanhongjing was really ungrateful. He took the initiative to propose friendship, but was rejected?

He Ruiming said, "Brother, you have never seen him, but I have. That General Yan Luo was really brave on the battlefield."

He Yeliang glanced at him and said, "To be appreciated by my fifth brother, you must have some ability."

"The general has called me to come and see him." He Yeliang turned and said to Zong Yanhongjing.

"..." Zong Yanhongjing sighed inwardly and turned around and said, "Go call Ali over."

When Zong Yanli entered the tent, everyone in the tent looked up and saw Zong Yanli, who was wearing heavy black armor and stepped into the camp. In such a campfire tent, the iron and bloody smell she brought in made the tent quiet for no reason.

The pitch-black iron armor covering the face gave people a murderous aura at first sight.

He Yeliang's pupils shrank slightly, and his hand holding the wine glass tightened a little unconsciously.

Zong Yanli reached out and took off his helmet, took off the face covering and held it by his side, walked forward, knelt and bowed, saying: "I pay my respects to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and His Royal Highness King Xuan."

"Are you the General Yama of the Ghost Camp?" He Yeliang's gaze fell on Zong Yanli's face. He had never imagined that under such a scary mask, there was such a gentle and handsome face. There was still youthfulness between his brows, but he had such a powerful aura.

"I didn't expect that he was such a young man." He Yeliang looked at Zong Yanli and smiled, then turned to look at Zong Yanhongjing and said, "Your Zong Yan clan is full of talented people."

"Your Highness, thank you for the compliment. I was just being frivolous and gave myself such a nickname just to save face and scare people. It's not worth mentioning." Zong Yanhongjing said with a smile, head bowed, very humbly.

"I think General Yanluo is very good. A young man leading an army is bound to be looked down upon. The title of General Yanluo can intimidate both his subordinates and the enemy." He Yeliang looked at Zong Yanli and said, "I heard that General Yanluo has only more than 300 soldiers under his command, but each of them is capable of fighting against a hundred?"

"I dare not exaggerate like that, but these soldiers are brave and fearless, so they are both brave and strong." Zong Yanli paused and said, "I can train such brave soldiers, thanks to the support of His Majesty King Xuan."

"Oh?" He Yeliang's heart skipped a beat. He looked at He Ruiming calmly and said with a smile, "Is there some other story behind this?"

"I don't deserve such praise." He Ruiming laughed and said in a few words that Zong Yanli hated the conscription of death row prisoners, but these death row prisoners were just brought out from the prison in Shouxi County.

He Yeliang concentrated on recalling it, and vaguely seemed to remember that his father had mentioned this matter in the court. It was not uncommon to send death row prisoners to the army.

Number clashes were the most common on the battlefield, and there were many cases of using death row prisoners as soldiers and ordering them to go forward and die to break up the enemy's formation. However, what caught He Yeliang's attention was that the original purpose of sending these death row prisoners was to train an elite army.

He Yeliang didn't take such things to heart, but he never thought that now that he knew about the aftermath, he had actually mastered it?

"General Yan Luo is really capable. He can even make a group of killers obey him." He Yeliang smiled with his eyes narrowed.

Then he asked Zong Yanli a few more questions and sent the man away.

He Yeliang smiled and looked at He Ruiming and said, "Fifth brother, you have praised Zong Yanli a lot. How many death row prisoners are there in Shouxi County?"

He Ruiming lowered his eyes and smiled at He Yeliang: "Brother, do you also want to follow Zong Yanli's example and recruit death row prisoners?"

"I'm afraid this is not appropriate. We already have a special force in our army, which is enough to fight against Nankang." He Ruiming raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly, "To train a strong army, equipment, military supplies and time are indispensable. Now I'm afraid that Nankang has been destroyed before the strong army is built."

"I think it would be unwise for you to waste your time and energy on training the troops at this time."

Although He Yeliang still had a smile on his face, the look in his eyes gradually darkened. He stared at He Ruiming and sneered, "Fifth brother, you are quick to refuse. You gave the Zong Yan family someone when they asked you for him, but you won't give him to me, your elder brother?"

He Yeliang turned his eyes away, snorted, stood up and said, "I know that now is not the time to train troops, but I can take precautions and bring out those death row prisoners first."

"Fifth brother, you are so reluctant. Are you planning to train your own troops?" He Yeliang said with a smile.

"I dare not!" He Ruiming showed a look of panic on his face. He knelt down hurriedly and said in a wronged tone, "I am only thinking about you, brother. How dare I have any other thoughts!"

"Humph."

He Yeliang looked unhappy, waved his sleeves and stood up, saying: "We have drunk enough wine today, let's go!"

Everyone in the tent was sweating in their hearts, but upon hearing what was said, they stood up and left as if they had been pardoned.

Zong Yanhongjing had a rather worried look on his face. Why was this Crown Prince more difficult to get along with than before? There was another meaning in his words just now, which clearly showed that he was doubting whether Zong Yan had any special relationship with King Xuan.

If Zong Yanhongjing had not handed over the military order quickly, he would have been hated by the prince.

Now that King Xuan is here, it is obvious that the Crown Prince is on guard...

Zong Yanli had no idea of ​​her father's worries, nor did she know that the situation in the tent was in dire straits. She was busy training troops every day and had no time to take care of other things.

"Nankang is gathering troops again." In the ghost camp, Zong Yan flew to her tent to hide for some peace and quiet, and did not forget to bring his own wine collection and said, "I think there will be another war soon, so it's good to be able to move around."

"Oh, by the way, I saw King Xuan go out yesterday." Zong Yanfeiyi muttered, "I don't know what he went to do."

By the evening, Zong Yanli knew what King Xuan was doing.

She saw the girl Lianying again.

Lianying and Huarui, who were following behind King Xuan and dressed in gorgeous clothes, appeared in the army. Zong Yanli looked at them from afar and happened to meet Lianying's eyes when she turned her head to look at her. She saw the hesitation and helplessness in Lianying's eyes, as well as a bit of ambition to win.

Lianying turned her head to look at Zong Yanli, many emotions flashing in her eyes. Finally, she lowered her eyes and turned back, then stepped into the prince's tent without hesitation.

Zong Yanli couldn't explain his feelings at the moment, so he could only sigh for no reason: It is as expected.

Everyone has their own choices. Although she felt that Lianying was pitiful and miserable, she would not do anything. Some people's paths were already determined from the beginning. She reached out and touched her visor, then turned and left the camp.

Zong Yanyin lived very happily in Xitong City and rarely left the inn. In the past two months, she sewed knee pads and other items for her father, brothers, uncles and aunts every now and then, and sent guards to help deliver them to the army, or she thought of ways to prepare some delicious snacks.

Not wanting to waste her time like this, she made shoe soles and embroidered them and left them in the room. When she had done enough, she would ask someone to sell them and earn some money.

"Brother!" Nankang had gathered troops again, and the war was about to start. She came here to let Zong Yanyin go home.

"Have you packed all your things?" Zong Yanli reached out to take off the mask on his face, walked towards Zong Yanyin and said.

"Do I have to go?" Zong Yanyin looked up at Zong Yanli, with a look of grievance and reluctance in her eyes.

"You've been out for a long time, leaving your mother alone at home. Don't you miss her?" Zong Yanli reached out and gently stroked Zong Yanyin's little face, smiling slightly, "After Nankang is pacified, I will come home to see you, okay?"

"You can't lie to me." Zong Yanyin sniffed aggrievedly, turned around and brought a bunch of things and said, "These are the shoes and socks I made recently. They are all for my brother and father, and there are two sets for my second uncle and fourth uncle."

Although her embroidery skills were not good, they still stood out in front of a group of men. The shoes and socks she made were very soft and warm.

Zong Yanli smiled and praised her a few words, asked Wen Nian to help clean up, and talked to Zong Yanyin for a long time before calling the guards to send Zong Yanyin to the carriage home.

Zong Yanyin clung to the edge of the carriage bed, eyes full of worry and reluctance as she said, "Brother, you must come back safely! My mother and I will be waiting for you at home!"

Zong Yanli smiled and waved his hand, standing in front of the posthouse and watching the carriages and horses go away. His anxious heart seemed to slowly calm down.

Zong Yanli lowered his eyes slightly, picked up the visor and put it back on his face, his eyes were deep and he said in a deep voice: "Return to the camp."

The familiar war drums sounded, and the two armies faced off again.

Now the leader of Wu State's army has become Crown Prince He Yeliang. Sitting on the general's platform in armor, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has ordered the entire army to attack with a general's order in hand. All they need to do is devour the last of Nankang's troops, and there will be no more obstacles.