The princess is so powerful that the fish pond is full of people

After Duke Dingguo left, Minglang walked around the tent. Although the tent was simple, it had everything you need. It was not a large bunk bed like an ordinary tent, but it was considered pretty good in the camp outside the capital.

After a quick wash, Minglang lay down to rest. From time to time, the sound of armor rubbing against each other as soldiers patrolled the camp could be heard from the military camp at night.

It is the only sound in this silent night. It is quiet and makes people feel at ease.

The next morning, the sky was still gray and gloomy. Minglang was awakened by the sound of soldiers marshalling their troops. She had never gotten up so early to attend court before.

After sitting on the bed to relax for a while, Minglang simply washed up and left the tent.

Someone was already waiting outside the tent.

"Your Highness, Prince Bao. This is the order of the Duke. Please change into your military uniform and train with the army."

Minglang's gaze shifted from the person in front of him to the military uniform in her hand. It seemed that the Queen Mother had given instructions yesterday, otherwise Duke Dingguo would not have allowed her to train with the army so early.

"Okay, thank you for waiting for me here."

Minglang returned to the tent with her military uniform. She had worn the uniform before when she saw her mother review the troops. She changed into it quickly and the size was just right.

I put the clothes I took off in the closet, and when I went out again, there were a lot more people outside the tent.

"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you. May your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

Duke Dingguo stood at the head of the crowd. When Prince Bao came out in military uniform, he felt as if he were in another world, as if he had returned to the time when he and His Majesty were fighting at the border.

It has to be said that Prince Bao has perfectly inherited His Majesty's appearance. His bold personality, which is hinted at under the calmness in his eyes and eyebrows when he talks and laughs, is almost the same.

"Your Excellency, there's no need to be so polite. May I know which army I should train with today?"

Duke Dingguo stood up straight, thinking of the secret letter sent by Fei Zhangling, who was beside His Majesty last night. He didn't expect that Prince Bao had not yet reached the age of marriage, but His Majesty would so boldly send him to the military camp for training.

His Majesty's letting go interrupted his original plan.

The original plan was to arrange Prince Bao into that elite force, which was His Highness's army. Their training was varied and of all types, and they did not have to spend long hours on physical training every day like ordinary soldiers. Although His Highness would suffer a little after joining, he would be able to grow rapidly.

"Ahem. There's a victorious army in the barracks, filled with soldiers who can defeat hundreds of enemies with one. I wonder if Your Highness would be interested in joining them and training with them for a while?"

Minglang noticed that Duke Dingguo's reaction was a little unnatural when he said this. The camp outside the capital was where the empress dowager and the imperial city were protected. How could there be only one victorious army?

There is no weakling in the entire military camp. Any team sent out can defeat other small countries and make them retreat and beg for mercy.

"It would be great to learn from the Ever-Victorious Army. Thank you, Duke Dingguo, for thinking so carefully for me."

Minglang followed Duke Dingguo to the place. As soon as he walked into a corner of the military camp, he smelled the lingering smell of blood in the early morning air, as if it had seeped into the ground and could not be washed away even with water.

The soldiers here were both male and female, and everyone's hair was wet with sweat. A closer look revealed that although water had been poured on the ground, there were still bloodstains that had not been washed away. They were standing there in neat rows, and their aura looked different from the soldiers seen before.

The soldiers were listening to the lecture. Minglang stood aside with Duke Dingguo. Watching this scene, she couldn't help but think of the most heroic soldiers in the camp outside the capital.

The Queen Mother assembled a brave army, and even one person against a hundred would be enough to underestimate them.

Each of them is invincible in the military camp. It is rumored that the selection process is even stricter than that of Qingyu Pavilion. There is a major competition every seven days and a minor competition every five days. The losers return to their original army, and those who remain are the best in the army.

"Your Highness."

The voice of Duke Dingguo floated over, and Minglang listened attentively.

"Your Majesty sent a secret letter last night, hoping that you can stay here until the end of these days. This is the real elite base of the Beijing Suburban Camp. Your Highness, please do not take it lightly. They are all powerful fighters, proficient in all kinds of poisons and weapons. Your Highness must be careful."

Duke Dingguo stopped talking here and looked at the team with a complicated look, which contained both pride and hidden worry.

"Then please treat me as a nobody, my Lord, so that I can integrate into the group more quickly."

With that, the lecture ended, and the man standing on the platform came down and walked towards them.

Xiang Huayan tilted his head slightly to glance at Prince Bao. Although Prince Bao seldom came to the camp outside the capital, His Majesty would come here almost every year to review the troops in person. They looked like they were from the same family, and even their temperament was almost the same. Even if he didn't say it, the people here would guess it sooner or later.

"My Lord, who is this?"

Minglang looked up, met the visitor's gaze, smiled and nodded at him.

"It turns out that Prince Bao has arrived. General Han Qi greets His Highness."

The smile on Minglang's lips froze for a moment, but he soon relaxed.

The Empress Dowager often said that she and her mother looked very similar when they were children, not only in appearance but also in behavior.

Even though she was not raised by the Queen Mother since she was a child, she is connected by blood and she will always unconsciously align herself with the Queen Mother.

Whenever she dealt with a small matter, she couldn't help but wonder what her mother would do if she were in his place.

"General Han, there's no need to be so polite. Please stand up."

Han Qi was dug out of his bed in the middle of the night yesterday and spent half the night studying matters concerning His Royal Highness Prince Bao.

When Your Majesty was fighting on the battlefield, he had not yet joined the army, but he has heard about Your Majesty's deeds from before he joined the barracks until now.

Prince Bao is His Majesty's only child. He was raised by His Majesty personally since childhood. I think he has some of His Majesty's abilities.

"I'm new here, so I'm sorry to trouble General Han for taking care of me."

Han Qi waved his hand, without any trace of the cold cruelty he had shown when he was lecturing on the podium. There was only firm trust in his eyes as he looked at Minglang.

"Your Highness, that's not the case. It's an honor for me to have you here. Today is the day of this month's competition. Would you like to join us?"

Xiang Huayan's eyes widened as he watched from the side, and he kept winking at Han Qi, but this martial arts fanatic only had expectations for Prince Bao in his eyes and didn't see his hint at all.

"That's quite a coincidence. I'd like to trouble General Han to explain the rules to me."

Xiang Huayan stood there watching the two people leaving, speechless for a moment. All the words he said to Han Qi last night were in vain.

All this bastard has in his mind is fighting, fighting, fighting.

If Prince Bao got injured in the tent or something happened to him, he didn't know how to explain it to His Majesty. In less than half a month, it would be Prince Bao's coming-of-age ceremony. He just hoped that he could get through this period in peace.