System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Xiliang Military Camp

Compared with the ordinary camps where the Xiliang Army is stationed, the treatment of the Feixiong Army is obviously slightly better.

After all, they are the best in the army and the ace troops of the Xiliang Army, so it is normal that they are treated better.

"General, you said you have resigned as the commander of the Flying Bear Army?"

The Feixiong Army soldiers looked at Li Jue with suspicion.

There was not much reluctance. After all, although Li Jue's strength was decent, the Feixiong Army was not too convinced.

Soldiers are martial and they like those with higher force.

For someone like Li Jue, they could still defeat him with the cooperation of three or five people, so they didn't admire him that much.

They yearned for an unrivaled general like Lu Bu, while Li Jue was just mediocre.

"Indeed, the Prime Minister has appointed his son Dong Yu as the commander of the Flying Bear Army."

"They should be here soon. When they do, you should all behave yourself and don't make the Prime Minister unhappy."

Li Jue looked serious and gave a stern reminder.

If it were someone else, the Feixiong Army might have made things difficult for him to test the new commander's ability.

But they didn't dare, nor did they want to, to be Dong Zhuo's son.

Dong Zhuo's prestige in the Xiliang army was extremely high, thanks to his indulgence and pampering of his soldiers.

"General, rest assured, we will not make things difficult for you, Young Master!"

"That's right, we, the Feixiong soldiers, can have the glory we have today because of the grace of our lord. Without our lord, there would be no Feixiong Army!"

The Xiliang men shouted in a voice as loud as a bell.

The most righteous are always butchers, and the most ruthless are scholars.

The lower-level soldiers value loyalty the most, especially those at the Feixiong Army level who have no shortage of food and drink.

...

On the road outside the Xiliang Army camp, Dong Yu, Li Ru and Niu Fu were rushing towards the camp.

Originally, there was no Niu Fu.

However, when he heard that Dong Yu was coming to take over the Feixiong Army, Niu Fu felt that as his brother-in-law, he had to come and keep things under control.

"Zihe, have you ever thought about how to make those arrogant and powerful generals obey?"

Li Ru asked with a worried look on his face.

"Brother-in-law, I think commanding an army is like commanding a wild beast."

"If you want soldiers to obey your orders, it's not enough to just rely on the relationship between superiors and subordinates to oppress them."

"We must use both kindness and severity, so that the soldiers know that their general can bring them a better future."

Dong Yu looked serious and spoke slowly.

"Well, that's good. What else?"

Li Ru stroked his beard and nodded slightly.

"If my prediction is correct, when I hand over the command to General Li, some soldiers will definitely come out to cause trouble."

"They even came out to fight me in order to force me to back down."

"When the time comes, I just need to show off my skills and let them know what I'm capable of."

"After I've intimidated them with force, I'll find an opportunity to show them mercy. By then, I'll have won over the Feixiong army."

Dong Yu held the reins and said with a proud look on his face.

It’s not that he can predict the future, but many plots are like this, pretending to be cool and then getting slapped in the face. How can it be interesting if the protagonist doesn’t get slapped in the face?

If the time traveler is not the protagonist, who else can be the protagonist, the Son of the Plane?

Where do so many sons of the planes come from?

"It seems...that's the case, huh?"

Niu Fu on the side was stunned and said naively.

"Well... since Zihe has a plan in mind, I feel relieved."

"The Flying Bear Camp is just ahead."

Although Li Ru felt that something was wrong, he couldn't remember what the problem was for a moment.

After the group arrived at the military camp, they looked at the Feixiong Army gathered in the training ground and were suddenly filled with an indescribable solemnity.

Strong army!

You can often tell how strong an army is just by looking at it.

"Three thousand soldiers of the Flying Bear Army greet the young master!"

Three thousand soldiers shouted in unison and saluted Dong Yu at the same time.

"Ok?"

"its not right!"

Dong Yu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that he might have picked up the wrong script.

Shouldn't they greet him with a sour face at this time, thinking that this playboy and second-generation rich man is not worthy of being their commander?

"Yes, Uncle Li."

Dong Yu pondered for a moment, then turned his head to look at Li Jue.

"Hey, young master."

Li Jue chuckled and bowed to Dong Yu.

"From today on, this general will take over from General Li Jue and lead the Feixiong Army."

"Are you convinced or not?"

Dong Yu put his hands behind his back and looked at the three thousand soldiers in the training ground.

"Clothes!"

The soldiers of the Feixiong Army shouted in unison.

"..."

Dong Yu felt like there was something stuck in his throat, feeling that the things he had rehearsed in his mind many times were no longer useful.

Why don’t these guys play by the rules?

If you don't make things difficult for me, how can I show off my abilities?

I am extremely strong, I am the best in the world!

If you don't pretend to be cool, how can I slap you in the face?

Dong Yu felt so suffocated that he felt like he had punched a ball of cotton.

"Are you so convinced?"

Dong Yu was so sad that he could not even cry, and said it with a helpless smile.

"Don't dare to disobey!"

The Feixiong Army still stood its ground.

Are you kidding? They are Dong Zhuo's most direct troops.

When Dong Zhuo was alive, they listened to Dong Zhuo. If Dong Zhuo passed away one day, they would naturally listen to Dong Zhuo's son.

It can be said that this is the exclusive force of the Dong family. As long as your surname is Dong, the Dong in Dong Zhuo, it will work.

Tough and arrogant?

That is for outsiders, but Dong Yu is one of us.

"Why!"

Dong Yu was so sad that he could not even cry, so he asked with a wry smile.

"Because you are the young master!"

The soldiers of the Feixiong Army spoke with one voice.

Just these six short words touched Dong Yu's heart.

[Ding, detecting that the host is moved by the Flying Bear Army soldiers, triggering good luck, rewarding 3,000 sets of armor perfectly suited to the Flying Bear Army.]

Does this work too?

Dong Yu didn't know what to say for a moment.

Such an obedient and powerful army, a system that brings good luck to oneself.

Dong Yu felt that he was a truly blessed man.

As the saying goes, a blessed person will not enter a place without blessings. Wherever he goes, blessings will come.

"System, where is the reward?"

Dong Yu curiously asked the system with his mind.

[Returning to the host, I am in the system space. All system-generated items are initially stored in the system space, and the host can retrieve them at will.]

After getting the system's answer, Dong Yu immediately nodded.

Fortunately, it didn’t fall from the sky, otherwise with so many sets of armor falling, even if the soldiers were not scared to death, they would be crushed to death.

"The armor is a bit old."

Dong Yu walked up to the soldiers and looked at their armor.

The material of these armors is that only the key parts are made of iron, and the rest are mostly light leather.

The armored cavalry were not heavy cavalry, so the armor was only slightly stronger than that of ordinary soldiers, but it was still a bit crude.

"Replying to the young master, no maintenance has been carried out this year."

The soldier responded immediately.

"No need for maintenance. I'll ship the latest armor over tomorrow. I guarantee it'll be better than what you're wearing."

Dong Yu waved his hand and said with a smile.