Female special forces soldiers in ancient times

Outside the capital city gate.

"Listen up, everyone. Today's training involves carrying 30 pounds of weight and a long-distance march."

Li Tingting frowned, her gaze sharp.

His sharp gaze swept over Wei Yufeng, Wu Zha'nan, and Chunmei, his expression cold and serious, sending chills down their spines.

Wu Zha Nan asked with a fawning expression, "Sir, how long and how many miles is the journey?"

“Yes, yes, there has to be a standard, right?” Wei Yufeng and Chunmei were both concerned about this issue.

Li Tingting snorted coldly, her lips tightened, and her eyes revealed an undeniable indifference.

"There are no standards, just keep running until it's completely worn out, until it can't move anymore."

"Don't worry, I've arranged a carriage, and a military doctor will accompany us."

"Ah..." The three of them cried out in unison, filled with terror.

Wu Zha Nan and Wei Yu Feng gave Chun Mei a meaningful look.

Chunmei immediately understood, looked at Li Tingting, and called out in a coquettish tone, "Miss..."

"No need to say anything more, either quit or execute!"

"Attention, everyone! About face! Marching!" Li Tingting shouted loudly, her face as cold as ice and her eyes sharp.

Under Li Tingting's orders, the three had no choice but to grit their teeth and begin this brutal long-distance raid.

Li Tingting herself was also carrying 30 kilograms of weight, running with the three of them.

Wu Zha Nan had fallen behind from the start, and his fawning expression had long since vanished.

Instead, his face was filled with pain and despair.

His body swayed, the heavy equipment seeming to weigh him down.

Sweat soaked his clothes, and he kept muttering to himself, "This is going to kill me!"

"I should have listened to my dad and stayed home as a good young master! Sigh."

But what's the use of regretting it now? That day, Wu Lixin was...

After giving him a good scolding, he went home and forbade Wu Zha Nan from continuing to serve as a guard at Yonghua Palace.

But Wu Zha Nan refused to comply and even threatened to kill himself, leaving Wu Li Xin with no way to deal with him.

As a woman, Chunmei's physical strength was naturally inferior to that of a man, and she was in a particularly sorry state at this moment.

Her hair was disheveled, her eyes were glazed, her lips were chapped, and she was breathing so rapidly that she was almost fainting.

But she gritted her teeth and persevered, moving forward step by step with great difficulty.

Wei Yufeng, relying on his martial arts skills, kept running ahead.

However, the long, arduous march with heavy loads also caused him great pain.

His forehead was covered in sweat, which streamed down his cheeks and soaked his collar.

Each breath felt extremely heavy, as if his chest was about to be torn apart.

But he gritted his teeth, his gaze unwavering, and endured the extreme fatigue in his body, striving to maintain his leading position.

As the journey continued, Wu Zha Nan was so exhausted that he almost collapsed to the ground.

He could only cling to his last shred of willpower, struggling to stay afloat.

He kept telling himself not to give up, because he didn't want to lose Li Tingting.

But at this moment, his steps were unsteady, and he could collapse at any moment.

Chunmei had reached her physical limit; after running 5 kilometers, she could no longer continue.

With a "thud," he fell heavily to the ground, his consciousness blurred, and he completely lost the strength to get up.

The accompanying military doctor and servants quickly carried her onto the carriage.

Meanwhile, Wu Zha Nan and Wei Yu Feng continued their back-and-forth competition.

Wu Zha Nan was panting heavily, thinking that he absolutely could not lose to Wei Yu Feng, and he took desperate steps.

Despite being extremely exhausted, Wei Yufeng was unwilling to fall behind and forced himself to speed up.

However, after running for about seven or eight miles, Wu Zha'nan's legs felt like they were being dragged down by lead weights.

He stumbled and fell to the ground, unable to get up. The servants quickly ran over and lifted him onto the carriage.

Wei Yufeng also felt dizzy at this moment, and the scene before his eyes began to blur.

Every breath felt like swallowing fire; all the strength in my body was completely drained.

With a loud thud, he fell straight down.

The military doctors rushed forward and hurriedly lifted him onto the carriage.

Only Li Tingting was still running alone.

"Miss, all three of them are exhausted. May I ask...?"

A servant on horseback caught up and asked.

Li Tingting, panting, ordered, "Then take them all back and get some rest!"

"Yes, Miss! And what about you?" The servant asked with admiration when he saw that Li Tingting was still insisting.

Li Tingting replied briefly, "I'll continue. You can follow behind and don't disturb me."

After saying that, Li Tingting quickened her pace and continued running forward.

It wasn't until she had run about 30 kilometers that Li Tingting was completely exhausted.

He plopped down on the grass, panting heavily.

Her servants quickly dismounted and ran over.

"Miss, are you alright? Would you like to...?"

Li Tingting waved to them, "No need, I'll rest for a while, you can wait for me over there."

After resting for a while, she got up again to practice her swordsmanship.

Her servants and guards saw that she practiced sword techniques that were all deadly.

Everyone stared in disbelief, their hearts pounding with fear.

Our young lady is too amazing. If it were them, they would have collapsed from exhaustion halfway there.

It wasn't until evening that Li Tingting finally dragged her exhausted body away.

She and Chunmei helped each other into the carriage, as she originally intended to go directly back to the General's Mansion.

Since it was closer to her second uncle's house in the suburbs, she decided to visit her second aunt on the way.

They had just returned to Li Zhong's house when Madam Lin saw from afar that Li Tingting needed Chunmei's support to even walk.

Madam Lin was terrified and quickly stepped forward to greet them.

"Tingting, what's wrong with you?"

"Tingting, what's wrong?" Mrs. Lin asked anxiously, her voice filled with concern and worry.

She steadied Li Tingting, her eyes filled with concern, "Look at you, child, why are you so exhausted today?"

As she spoke, Madam Lin turned around and called out to the maids behind her:

"What are you all standing there for? Quickly prepare hot water and clean clothes for the young lady, and bring me my nourishing soup!"

Mrs. Lin pulled Li Tingting into the house and told her to sit down quickly.

She gently stroked Li Tingting's cheek, her eyes reddening.

"My goodness, you don't even have to go to the battlefield to fight, all you do is brandish swords and spears all day long."

Are you trying to break your aunt's heart?

Li Tingting smiled weakly and said, "Second Aunt, I'm fine, don't worry!"

"Just rest for a bit and you'll be fine the next day."

"Big sister, you've finally arrived! Haha! I heard from the servants that you've been practicing kung fu with Chunmei, is that right?"

"I want to learn too, big sister, please teach me!"

When Li Qing heard that Li Tingting had arrived, she rushed over and said excitedly.

Madam Lin glared at him and burst out cursing, "You brat, are you looking for a beating?"

Can't you see your sister is exhausted? Get out, get the hell out of here!

After being scolded by Madam Lin, Li Qing was so frightened that he slunk away.

At this moment, a maid came in and said, "Madam, hot water has been prepared in Miss's room."