Female special forces soldiers in ancient times

Upon hearing this, Li Hai immediately waved his hand and led everyone to the front.

Only then did he understand why Li Tingting had been giving him money.

But such punishment is no different from a reward.

Because the money Li Tingting gave him was equivalent to half a year's salary.

As for Li Qing and Li Rong, they almost burst out laughing.

These two young masters never wanted to stay here in the first place, so what about being discharged from the military and expelled from the camp?

And such extra training is something that is beneficial to the soldiers in the barracks.

It wasn't really a big deal; they were originally preparing to welcome Li Tingting...

There was no training that day; now I'll run ten miles.

It was no different from regular training; it was as if all the punishments were fake.

Only the scout's twenty lashes were paid in real gold and silver.

Therefore, after the scout was beaten with a stick, he was furious.

Although Li Tingting punished the entire camp by making everyone run, it shouldn't include the military guards.

The cooks' camp, and their scouts' camp.

So, the scout chief, clutching his backside, led all the scouts to the back of the mountain.

He vented all the nameless anger in his heart on those scouts.

"You bunch of trash, garbage, useless good-for-nothings!"

The scout glared angrily at the men below.

"Have we been having too many good days? Giving you too much leeway, haven't we?"

Damn it, he made me get twenty lashes!

Tell me, which group is in charge of the river section?

"Yes, sir, yes, it's Team B in charge."

Don't underestimate him just because he's only a scout in the military camp.

He might be like an ant in front of Li Tingting.

But in the scout camp, the scout chief is the king.

When he got angry, all the scouts trembled in fear.

The scout leader of Team A, who was more likely to die than be poor, betrayed the leader of Team B.

"You, get the hell over here!"

The scout waved, signaling the squad leader of Team B to come over.

The group took a few steps forward, trembling.

Before he could even get close, the scout kicked him away.

He stumbled backward five or six feet and fell heavily to the ground.

"Let me tell you now, if it weren't for the Empress Dowager coming from the river today..."

If it were the enemy, even if we had a hundred heads,

Not enough to chop!

The scout chief grew angrier with each insult, silencing his scouts to the point where they couldn't even utter a word in reply.

They didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Fearing that he might get into trouble and be beaten by the magistrate.

......

Li Tingting, on the other hand, was in the military camp.

Watching Li Hai and his group of soldiers run further and further away,

His brows furrowed into a deep frown.

This group of soldiers completely shattered her expectations.

This is the main force reported in the Ministry of War's memorial!

But what's the difference between these soldiers and the old, weak, sick, and disabled?

It was all led by a strong and capable squad leader.

He was accompanied by two older middle-aged soldiers and two younger soldiers.

Moreover, this was the second main force barracks she had inspected.

In other words, the Great Xia Dynasty can no longer withstand any more war.

Li Tingting sighed, put her hands behind her back, and walked towards the cooking camp.

I'm planning to go and check what the soldiers are eating every day.

Soon, in no time at all, she entered the cooking camp.

To her surprise, a delicious aroma of meat wafted from inside.

"Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen Mother!"

"No need for formalities! Everyone, please continue with your work. I've just come to take a look around."

When everyone saw Li Tingting enter the barracks, they hurriedly tried to bow and kneel in worship.

But she stopped him; he looked up and saw...

It turned out that the meaty aroma came from another dish that Xiao Yan was preparing.

Two guards stood beside her; after they bowed to Li Tingting,

He then continued to stare intently at the food Xiaoyan had prepared.

In short, Li Tingting's diet...

They could only be done under the watchful eye of palace guards.

Following the aroma of meat, Li Tingting approached the stove and saw Xiao Yan tending a small pot.

The pot was simmering with alternating layers of fat and lean pork belly, steaming hot.

She turned to look at the large stove in the fire station, where she saw several large pots...

The dish consisted of chopped wild vegetables mixed with a little brown rice.

The soup was thin and watery, without a trace of oil. On the cutting board next to it...

There were several hard, dry bran cakes on the table, which looked unappetizing.

Li Tingting's face darkened, and she turned to call Xiao Yan:

"Take all the meat out of the pot and chop it up."

Then pour it into the large pot at the fire station and simmer it into a broth.

Xiao Yan was stunned, her eyes filled with confusion, "Your Majesty,"

"How can this be? This is all the food prepared for your lunch today."

"Whatever the soldiers eat, I will eat too. Stop giving them special treatment."

"Ah... Your Majesty, how can this be?... "

Xiao Yan wanted to persuade her again, but Li Tingting waved her hand and walked out of the cooking camp.

Subsequently, under the guidance of a military camp garrison captain,

They entered the armory.

Li Tingting followed the garrison captain into the armory. The heavy wooden door was pushed open.

A faint smell of tung oil mixed with the dampness of wood wafted over.

The swords, spears, and halberds on the shelf were polished to a gleaming shine, and the spear shafts were perfectly straight.

The blades were sharp and arranged neatly.

It looks like it has been carefully tidied up.

The bows and arrows were also neatly arranged on wooden racks, their fletchings intact.

The bowstring was taut and looked quite neat.

The garrison commander bowed and smiled obsequiously, "Your Majesty,"

The military equipment in the camp is wiped and maintained daily, and is ready for immediate use.

Li Tingting didn't answer, but simply nodded and slowly walked inside.

His gaze swept over rows of gleaming weapons, his fingertips occasionally brushing against the shafts of spears.

It feels smooth to the touch, indicating that it has been carefully maintained.

Until they reached the deepest part of the armory,

She then noticed an inconspicuous old wooden box standing in the corner.

Its appearance seemed out of place with the neatness of its surroundings.

Li Tingting raised her hand, signaling the garrison captain to open it. The moment the wooden box was opened...

A dozen or so antique-style flintlock muskets lay quietly inside.

The barrel was jet black, and the flint at the trigger gleamed coldly.

"Your Highness, this is a flintlock musket," the garrison captain said upon seeing it.

He quickly stepped forward to continue his introduction, his voice lowering slightly.

"It's an old relic left over from before; it looks intimidating."

It looks good but is actually useless.

He reached out and carefully touched the barrel of the gun, then continued to explain:

"This thing has a lot of problems. It can't get wet in the rain, and it stops working as soon as it gets damp."

Loading was even more troublesome; gunpowder had to be poured in first, then the projectile inserted.

One set of procedures is enough for our soldiers to wield their sabers three times.

In close combat, it's just a stick, far less effective than a knife or spear.

Moreover, its effective range is limited; at most, it's only about thirty paces.

Beyond this distance, the bullets fly like headless flies.

It's so fast it's practically impossible to hit anything out of ten shots; you'd be lucky to get even one or two hits.

As he spoke, he picked up a flintlock pistol, then put it down heavily.

The voice held a hint of disdain: "With that kind of accuracy, you'd be helpless against a cavalry charge."

Before the gunpowder was loaded and the target was aimed, the enemy's saber was already at his neck.

Compared to the bows and arrows we have, their range is far inferior, not to mention...

The accuracy is worlds apart; a military knife would be far more reliable!