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

"You two, father and son..."

Chen Zhengxin laughed and nodded. He was actually impatient to see what achievements Zong Yanli could make. He believed that within two years, he would be able to have another great general under his command!

After all, Zong Yanli had no business leading troops.

It was impossible for Chen Zhengxin to entrust such an important task to an unknown recruit.

Zong Yanli deliberately made such a request, just to emphasize the feasibility of this matter and to show his own "youthful and frivolous" nature. Otherwise, it would be too incongruous to analyze the situation so calmly.

She wanted to remember her current identity and also to leave a deep impression in front of Chen Zhengxin.

Her goal had been achieved, and it was up to them to decide on the deployment next.

"Zong Yanli, why are you hiding from people when you changed your clothes?" Qian Zhixing was standing outside the tent with his bare chest, a piece of cloth on his shoulders, and his body was full of moisture. He was immediately happy when he saw Zong Yanli coming out from behind the tent holding clothes.

"We are all men, what's there to be ashamed of?" He said as he put his hand on Zong Yanli's shoulder.

"Ahhh!!!" Zong Yanli grabbed his hand and twisted it, then pushed him away and said in disgust, "Get away from me."

Qian Zhixing covered his arm and howled in pain, glaring at Zong Yanli with gritted teeth, "You're fucking crazy!"

Zong Yanli said as if he didn't want to pay attention to him: "I'm changing clothes in front of you, I'm afraid you will feel inferior if you see me."

Qian Zhixing: “…”

The people around him burst into laughter and joined in the fun by making faces and saying, "Hey! Qian Zhixing, can you do it?"

"You're talking nonsense!" Qian Zhixing's face flushed with anger. He turned around and cursed, "I'll take out my big bird and scare you dogs to death!"

"Anxious." Zong Yanli stood up with the basin of water and glanced at Qian Zhixing's crotch with a sneer in his eyes. His expression was as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and he showed a half-smile.

"You, you, you..." No man can stand his 'dignity' being mocked.

Qian Zhixing almost rolled up his sleeves and had another fight with Zong Yanli. Why didn't he find this guy so irritating before?

The people around laughed and pulled Qian Zhixing back, "Forget it, forget it, just make it smaller, hahahaha!"

The noisy and bustling sounds outside the tent had no effect on Zong Yanli at all.

At that time, Zong Yanli was not as calm and composed as she is now. Many times, she was worried that her identity as a woman would be exposed. She only dared to change clothes secretly in the middle of the night. Sometimes she even endured wearing smelly clothes for fear of being discovered.

In the hot summer weather, I am almost done with the seasoning after training every day.

At night, I had to endure these men gathering together and talking dirty. When I opened the tent, I saw a group of men with their clothes unbuttoned, having a bird-matching contest. It was vulgar and absurd...

Now, these things don't cause her any discomfort at all, and she can even deal with them easily.

"Have you heard? It seems like we are going to the battlefield soon!" At night, when everyone was lying in the tent in a mess, someone spoke up.

"What's so strange about that? We are here to fight." There was silence in the tent. This news was obviously not groundless. Everyone had heard some rumors.

"Have you ever killed anyone?" Someone asked this question, and the tent fell into silence.

There are so many people who have never even killed a chicken, let alone killed a person.

A voice rang out in the darkness: "What are you afraid of? Just treat it like chopping a watermelon, just chop it on the head!"

"Hahaha, Danniu, you are still thinking about your own watermelon field, right?" After spending nearly two months together, they already knew the people around them. Now that they knew who was speaking, they started to tease.

"I've killed pigs before, and it was just a matter of white knife going in and red knife coming out!"

"We are new soldiers. Even if we go to the battlefield, we are just filling in the numbers. We might not even get killed..."

"That's right!"

"They all say that every kill is a military merit. It would be great if we could earn military merit."

The imaginations of the new recruits are always beautiful. They seem to be dreaming about killing countless enemies, making military achievements, being appreciated by the general, and returning home in glory and wealth, being worshipped and respected by the sisters in the village.

Everyone said a few words to dispel the fear of going to the battlefield. Amid the noise, only Zong Yanli remained silent.

Wen Nian slightly turned his head to look at Zong Yanli who was lying next to him. He was lying flat on his back with his hands behind his head. In the darkness, he could vaguely make out that Zong Yanli was not asleep, but was staring at the ceiling of the tent with his eyes open, obviously listening quietly to the conversation of everyone.

Wen Nian asked him again: "Has the eldest son ever killed anyone?"

Zong Yanli smiled but didn't answer. He turned his back and sighed, "Go to sleep."

The military order was issued the next day.

The entire battalion of new recruits followed the army into battle.

It is true that we are not going to the front line, but just staying in the rear. If we are lucky, it is possible that we will not even see the enemy.

This time, the new recruits will be able to go to the battlefield so soon, and many of them are excited. Being able to go to the battlefield means that they can get military merit. Aren’t there many people who join the army just to make merit?

In front of the tent, people were sharpening their knives and wiping their armor.

The Wu State had been at war for years, and the treasury had long been overwhelmed. The armor and equipment of the soldiers in the army were of top priority. New recruits like them had to buy their own armor and weapons, so don't expect the army to give you such things.

If you are lucky, you can go into battle and kill the enemy, and steal some of their weapons.

As the eldest son of the Zong Yan family, Zong Yanli naturally had the best armor and weapons.

When she walked out of the tent wearing brand new armor, she successfully attracted many envious or jealous gazes. Some people set their eyes on the long sword in Zong Yanli's hand. Even though the sword was not unsheathed, one could tell that the sword was of good quality just by looking at the weight of the blade.

"What kind of knife is this?" Bai Xiuyun looked ignorant and came forward to take a look and asked.

"Let me try!" Qian Zhixing felt a little itchy, so he came over and said.

"You can't lift it." Zong Yanli glanced at Qian Zhixing and refused in a cold voice.

Qian Zhixing's face darkened, and he said angrily, "Zong Yanli, do you still hate me? You keep looking down on me!"

Zong Yanli was a little stunned when he heard this, he turned around and looked at Qian Zhixing, kicked the blade with some amusement, and handed the knife to Qian Zhixing and said: "It's not that I look down on you, I'm just afraid that you will hurt yourself."

"Since you want to try it, then try it." Zong Yanli raised his eyebrows and motioned Qian Zhixing to take it.

Qian Zhixing looked at Zong Yanli suspiciously, and didn't take it seriously seeing that he took the long sword so easily. As a result, he took the long sword with one hand, only to feel a force pressing down on him. His face turned pale with shock, and he hurriedly used both hands to take the sword, but his arms still sank down.