Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

Zi Ping was somewhat disgusted by Hong Dian's appearance, so she ran over to Yang Jianwu and pushed Hong Dian away, saying, "Our young lady doesn't accept apprentices."

Hong Dian pushed Zi Ping aside, "Miss Yang hasn't said anything, you little brat, shut up."

Zi Ping was unconvinced, and seeing that the two were about to start fighting again, Yang Jianwu pointed to the open space in the middle of the training ground, "You two are too noisy, if you want to fight, go fight over there."

This time, the two reached a consensus and immediately became like quails, shrinking back and remaining silent.

Yang Jianwu looked at Mo Ye with an unprecedentedly serious expression. "Your Highness Prince Ning, your army is too weak. Sending soldiers like this to the battlefield is just a waste of their lives."

Jing Nan stammered, "They are the leaders of the Dark Camp, and their skills are top-notch..."

Yang Jianwu glanced at Jing Nan, her tone mocking, "Top-tier? Top-tier can't even beat my maid? My maid is right, Prince Ning's soldiers in the General's Mansion can't even beat the gatekeepers."

Mo Ye was speechless. His soldiers in Dongli were selected from the best talents in various armies. If they were not even as good as the gatekeeper of the general's mansion, were the soldiers under General Yang really that strong?

Yang Jianwu noticed Mo Ye's disbelief and turned to the soldiers. They also looked incredulous, but given Zi Ping and Mu Jin's strength, no one thought Yang Jianwu was bragging.

Seeing the hesitation on most of their faces, Yang Jianwu pointed out their shortcomings as fellow warriors of Dongli, hoping that they could save their lives when they went to the battlefield one day.

Yang Jianwu asked Mo Ye, "Your Highness Prince Ning, may I stand on the platform and say a few words to everyone?"

Mo Ye readily agreed, personally escorting her to the high platform before stepping down himself. Watching Yang Jianwu gracefully and calmly moving about on the platform, a scene he must have witnessed frequently, deepened his affection for her.

Yang Jianwu amplified his voice with his internal force, "Soldiers, you may not like what I'm saying, but I have to say it today!"

"Why are you honing your skills so diligently? Don't try to portray yourselves as so great; your first priority is to support your families! How can you protect your country and your homes if you can't even feed yourselves? Protecting your country is secondary! Without individual families, how can we form a greater community?"

"However, judging from your current state, you'd just be meat shields for the enemy to cut down on the battlefield. You're all slow, incapable of fighting, and useless in every way. You'd just be sending yourselves to your deaths!"

"Stop joking around and treat every training session as a real battle!"

"Regarding the archery competition just now, in the first match, Zi Ping faced Hong Dian. Yes, Hong Dian's archery skills are very good, but no matter how good they are, you still need to practice as if it were a real battle! Is your enemy dead? Can he stand there and wait for you to shoot?! If you shoot him, won't he retaliate?"

Hong Dian felt very ashamed. During the competition, he thought Zi Ping was just trying to show off and was deliberately picking a fight. It turns out that this was the truth! Yes, how could he forget that the enemy could move? How stupid of him!

"The second match is between Mu Jin and Hong Nan. Hong Nan, I don't know what position you hold in the secret guards, but the fact that you were chosen by Young Master Nan to represent him in this competition today shows that your strength is recognized by everyone. However, your performance just now was very disappointing..."

Hongnan lowered his head in shame.

Yang Jianwu did not stop her verbal attack because Hong Nan was ashamed. "Mu Jin just covered your eyes and you're afraid?! Are you as cowardly as a mouse?! With that murderous aura right in front of you, were you going to close your eyes and wait to die?! A dignified seven-foot man, actually scared off by a woman's act of covering her eyes, are you really a leader? If so, then I have serious doubts about the level of the secret guards around Prince Ning!"

Hongnan immediately knelt down before Mo Ye, clasped his hands in apology, and said, "It is my incompetence, Your Highness, please punish me!"

Mo Ye waved his hand, signaling Hong Nan to get up, and said they would discuss this matter at the party.

Yang Jianwu continued, "Let's talk about the third round! The longbow has a longer range and is more advantageous on the battlefield. Yet, you've condensed the power of such an advantageous weapon to a full third! A third! What does that mean?! On the battlefield, a slight error can lead to a huge mistake, let alone a distance of fifty paces! A hundred paces is the limit for a regular bow and arrow, while a longbow paired with heavy arrows can reach about half a mile. You actually used a hundred paces as the standard for judgment! You're really wasting this excellent weapon!"

Yang Jianwu took a deep breath, calming her somewhat furious emotions. "Soldiers, you are all people of Dongli, fathers, husbands, and sons. You are the pillars of your families. Your lives are tied to the hearts of many people. If you don't cherish your lives, no one will cherish yours."

"If you die, at most you will become a handful of dust, heroes temporarily remembered by the people of Dongli. In a few years, you will be forgotten! Your sacrifice will only be one of the many casualties in history! Those who truly worry about you will spend the rest of their lives in loneliness, helplessness, and longing. They may be bullied because they have no protection from you!"

Many soldiers thought of their families, their eyes filled with tears. Imagine the scene Yang Jianwu described, their hearts ached, and they sobbed softly.

"The soldiers in Anshun train with all their might every day, treating every exercise as real combat! They're willing to risk their lives to improve their combat record even by a little bit. They're not stupid! They do all this for one purpose only—to survive on the battlefield!"

Yang Jianwu clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying, "That's all I have to say. You can decide for yourselves what to do." With that, he walked back off the stage.

Mo Ye sensed that Yang Jianwu was in a low mood. Was it because his subordinates were too weak?

He walked up to Yang Jianwu and said, "Little Wu'er, let me take you back to rest."

Yang Jianwu shook her head, "Who can distinguish the wise from the foolish after a thousand years? All that remains is a mound overgrown with weeds. Your Highness, please continue with your business. I can go back by myself." She then called Ziping and Mujin and left the training ground.

Jing Nan approached Mo Ye and hesitated before saying, "Miss Yang seems quite disappointed with our army."

Mo Ye gave a soft "hmm".

Jing Nan comforted him, "Well, Brother Ye, don't be sad. It's just that Miss Yang's subordinates are too strong, which makes them seem weaker..."

Mo Ye disagreed this time, saying, "It's because she's surrounded by such strong soldiers that we seem so weak."

Jing Nan was puzzled. Didn't they all mean the same thing? Hmm… it didn't seem so. "Her surroundings?!"

Mo Ye frowned slightly. "Yes, it's the people around her. The soldiers and generals she knows must all be very strong. Zi Ping can see the shortcomings in the army, so she must be familiar with all kinds of military training. As a maid, she can only learn about these things through her master. So, Xiao Wu'er must have introduced them to many things."

Jing Nan seemed uncertain, "This... really? Then General Yang... my goodness, no wonder the border has been so peaceful these past few years..."